I Noticed That It Was an Academy After 10 Years

78. Witch Hunt (9)

‘Is it magic?.’

Cain glanced at the woman’s pillar that passed him narrowly, wiping the sweat with the back of her hand. It has been 10 years since he sat in the 3rd platoon commander’s position. He also had experience in subduing criminals and rioting students in his own way. But he had never seen this kind of magic.

That’s true, because of the complex formulas and calculations of existing magic, most of the cases had to be chanted unless you were a genius who might come out once every 10 years.

“…It’s not magic, it’s a skill.”

Skills. That one is a bit more annoying

Because skills are difficult to predict.

Still, he didn’t think he would be the one. Because he had never been defeated before. Except for the monsters that were always on top of him. He straightened his sword and glared in front of him. Subsequent attacks do not fly away.

Is continuous shooting impossible?

‘The last resort… Is still on hold. I’ll have to get out of here at once.’

The collaborators, who had already been smashed one by one and were rolling on the floor, didn’t care. Wasn’t it supposed to be a transaction anyway? After this job, Cain was not a human being full of affection to the extent that he would take care of the lives of the servants he would never see again.

“Hey, are you… thinking of abandoning us!”

“Don’t be angry at the worldly life. Isn’t life meant to be lived alone? He must take care of himself.”

“Cain!”

Cain ignored the voice behind him and blew an aura into his sword. Whether he was trying to monitor the situation or run away, he didn’t attack at all. As he wondered, a voice came to his ears.

“Milia. Take Elisha and go first.”

“Okay! Grunt…”

I hear footsteps. The aisle was long and dark, so it was difficult to see, but Cain noticed that the target of the strategy he had worked so hard for a long time had disappeared beyond the aisle.

This is the worst.

Missing the target and confronting an unknown enemy in a single aisle with nowhere to avoid. Cain involuntarily swallowed his saliva.

‘Why did things go so wrong?’

You must have planned the operation, established close ties and partnerships with the gang, and had an easy first operation. But where did it go wrong?

‘…Now is not the time to think. You have to get out first.”

Cain gritted his teeth and contemplated his body.

‘Her physical condition is not bad. It’s enough to come. But his ability… I care.’

It’s a technique that can block the path in such a narrow passage. As a test, he grabbed the pillar next to him with his hand and toppled it. Strength is weak. Apparently, it doesn’t seem to be able to change the nature like alchemy does. If so, it must mean that the pillars the opponent creates are made of clay.

‘Looks like I can offset it just by wearing an aura.’

Approach it and cut it at once.

Cain lowered his stance and gathered strength into his toes. The distance to the enemy is about 30 meters. Long if long, short if short. Like a wolf chasing its prey, it must run at once.

“As expected, being the 3rd platoon leader, you’re doing quite a bit-“

Now!

Cain’s body shot forward like a cannonball. In an instant, he gets closer to In-young. The opponent did not move even in the sudden approach. Am I not even able to respond to the speed that is too fast? Naturally, a mean smile crept across Cain’s lips.

His arm was thrown back, and the sword in his hand sprayed a gray aura.

“Die!”

His sword slashes through the human figure in an oblique line. He felt a slight jolt in his hand. It was a curious thing.

The feeling of cutting through human flesh and bones must not be this light. He realized belatedly that what he had cut was a model of a man made of clay, and gritted his teeth.

“You cheeky bastard…”

“You are the one who is cheeky. Kkondae.”

Production-

Before thinking about the meaning of that faint voice, Cain felt a sudden floating sensation.

It falls. Under.

As befits a skilled knight in his own way, Cain immediately drove his sword into the wall. As he was about to fall to the ground, his body suddenly braked, and he looked up at him as he hung in the middle of the pit.

“I didn’t become the 3rd platoon commander with empty words.”

“You bastard… Back then… !”

A man of enormous size. Scarred face. A man holding a lamp in one hand as if mocking him and looking down. John laughed at Cain, who was barely hanging on to the wall of the pit with the shovel slung over his shoulder, looking up at him.

‘That’s not fun.’

It was fortunate that the opponent did not grasp his ability. He was thinking of hurriedly creating several branches of the tunnel with his crafting skills and harassing them just in case. The tunnel he made was colorless, and he was hit by a slight bluff and was quickly cornered.

If you use the skill like this, you could end up taking the life of the 3rd Platoon Commander.

But things are complicated to take his life. He tried to use his skills to subdue the 3rd Platoon Leader.

“J-“

John twisted his body instinctively. A gray sword flew through the place where he was. If it was a little late, his upper and lower body would have been separated from each other. John’s gaze returned to Cain.

“You’re messy. It’s already over, so why don’t you hold on and be captured.”

The slightly awkward pronunciation scratched Cain’s nerves. Getting hit by a guy like that His pride was hurt.

“… Ha! Nonsense!”

Cain kicked off the wall and climbed up the tunnel. Yohan clicked his tongue at the quick movement of a cat and fixed the shovel. The two men glared at each other through a small hole in the straight tunnel.

“I never thought they would prepare such a surprise. Pretty good for a young guy.”

“Hey old man. Object between the legs. I won’t need any more.”

“What?”

“Production.”

Cain’s instinct frantically sounded her alarm. Cain immediately kicked the ground and stepped back behind her. After landing on the ground again, Cain understood what John meant.

“Crazy bastard.”

“There will be nothing to write about anyway.”

John, who kindly tried to harvest the peanuts, clicked his tongue and filled the hole with his skills. There was no need to leave a pit that was already useless anyway. There’s nothing more embarrassing than falling into a pit unluckily.

John checked the situation in the tunnel, estimating the distance between himself and Cain. Since it was a tunnel he made, it wasn’t too difficult to check his durability.

‘If you use a random skill, it will collapse.’

It was unclear whether he would be able to come out of the collapsed tunnel alive, no matter how much he had gone through all the hardships.

“How about being caught obediently?”

“Ha, do you think I will get caught by a kid like you?”

He was an elite to the core. I couldn’t allow his ego to be easily captured. Cain turned her head slightly to look behind her.

If you run fast, you can run away.

However, Cain’s feet did not come off easily. Because of what John said as he tried to move.

“Summon the devil. You made a pretty big deal.”

“…How did you do that-“

“If you spill information, use it.”

John deliberately laughed out loud. It was a bad laugh. Cain shook her head badly at those words.

How did you know?

How many years of painstaking work?

‘The only ones who know the plan are the gang and me-‘

John slowly approached the confused Cain. A leisurely walk, like taking a walk. Cain got on her nerves and corrected her posture.

‘If I don’t kill him, it’s over anyway.’

It ends at once. The middle-aged prosecutor recalled the secret secrets of his family. He hasn’t mastered it perfectly, but one skill should be enough to break the backbone of a bragging bastard.

If I killed that bastard, I’d be able to get it off somehow. If not, at least you can run away. If even this doesn’t work, use the last resort.

He tried hard to calm his heart that was about to run amok like a wild horse.

Fight calmly. Body is hot.

It was the first phrase learned by first-year students in the Faculty of Engineering. Cain smiled twistedly as he recalled that phrase.

Take care of it quickly and get out of the academy.

“Hey. Bantling.”

“Hmm?”

“Know it with glory.”

His lower body draws curves according to the set steps. At the same time, his upper body drew a graceful curve and created a gray haze. A secret skill that the Leibniz family is proud of. The Mist Sword revealed its presence in the dark tunnel.

‘I never thought I’d use it for someone like this.’

The second son of a famous swordsman, no, now the 3rd Platoon Commander, who had a dirty look, bounced his body with force on his toes. Faster access than ever before. Even more cumbersome, the aura that covered his body blurred the shape.

‘There are all kinds of skills.’

“Production.”

Build a pillar between yourself and Cain. However, Cain is not a fool to fall for an attack he has already dodged twice. Cain evaded her pillars with an acrobatic movement and was rammed by John in an instant.

“Don’t use your big skills in a place like this.”

…Manufactured.

Made. Produce. Produce. Produce.

Suddenly, a pillar protruded from the side of the wall and attacked Cain. One two three four. A combination of four pillars restricted his movement. Pillars blocking the path in a space with limited range of movement are a headache.

“Do you think this will work!”

Cain believed in the aura that was wrapped around his body and crashed into the pillar. The pillars of soil that failed to overcome the skilled swordsman’s body broke like sorghum cans.

‘As expected.’

Johann’s appetite was bitter when he confirmed once again that the pillar of earth would not mean anything to a strong man above a certain level.

Cain was now up to his nose.

John rubbed his forehead without looking in the direction he was in and let out an annoyed muttering to himself.

“Such a f*cking game.”

“What?”

“I mean say goodbye to your dick.”

Before he could understand the meaning of those words, a merciless pain overtook Cain. When he lowered his gaze at the terrible pain he was experiencing for the first time, there stood a pillar of earth that was barely noticeable. Then, he saw a broad object that had smashed his own groin.

Something that is merged with the pillar of earth.

‘Shovel… ?’

Cain’s gaze went up again. There was nothing in John’s hand.

“At some point…”

“You should have listened to people. You said it five times.”

‘I can’t even see an inch in front of me, so how do I know…’

“Ah…Heh…Guni…Isn’t there…”

‘I can’t even use my last resort.’

His body staggered from the pain.

Yohan saw that and used the skill for the last time.

“Deconstruction.”

John picked up the shovel that had fallen on the floor. He grimaced and wiped the liquid off the tip of the shovel with dirt. Cain couldn’t help but stare at him.

“Sleep well.”

John lifted the muddy shovel. Cain blankly looked up at the shovel. A faint figure charging in the dark.

Die.

But… I can’t move my legs…

“Is one thing a solution?”

John rolled his eyes and looked down at the fallen 3rd Platoon Leader. I tapped his foot a few times, but there was no response. He seemed to have completely lost consciousness.

He took a rope from his bosom and tied it tightly to the 3rd platoon leader.

“…Ah, those guys were there too.”

The criminals were caught in a fight and lost consciousness. It was because Cain didn’t take care of her colleague’s circumstances and went on a rampage.

After tying up the kidnappers with his extra rope, he dragged the criminals tied up like girbis and put his hand against the wall.

“Production.”

The light comes on. Johan looked back at the criminals, blindfolded by the light coming through the easily made exit.

‘It’s funny how those who came to hunt witches got hunted.’

“…Let’s go out soon.”