Became an Academy Self-Inflicted Blackmailer

42 – Conflict (3)

“… ….”

What is the purpose?

Thinking about it again, I don’t think I’ll be able to define my goal with certainty either.

Is it normal to want to return to the original world?

No, I don’t think so.

If I had the chance to go back, I would have thought of showing my face at least once, but I had no intention of making every effort to return.

If so, what do I want?

It was actually simple. Without thinking too deeply, there was one mission that had to be fulfilled first in order to survive in this world, whether to return or stay.

‘World Peace.’

It’s not really funny, but it’s ridiculous that it’s in line with my true purpose.

That’s right, isn’t it? No matter what you want to do in the future, you need to be alive to put your wishes into action.

And from my point of view, knowing the end of this world, it was close to impossible to survive unless I actively work for world peace.

Academy and world where playable characters don’t interfere?

If it doesn’t perish, that’s strange. Because that’s how the world was designed.

I looked at Beatrice with a small sigh.

She was still looking down at me, but her expression was uncharacteristically serious.

Somehow, he looks nervous, and it seems like he has an answer he wants.

It wasn’t difficult to guess what he was feeling inside, so I laughed out loud, half embarrassed and half disappointed.

Actually, apart from reading it, I didn’t think she would be friendly to me under these circumstances.

I thought that if he noticed that I lied to himself, the goodwill he had built up to this point would be overturned in an instant.

Today’s Beatrice, how to say it, still had a lot of affection for her, and she showed signs of wanting to listen to her first.

It doesn’t seem like you don’t have the heart to forgive in some cases…….

‘No, is this a true story?’

I pursed my lips in a slight shock.

According to my expectations, it wasn’t strange that Beatrice tried to subdue me with a question-and-answer dance in a situation like this.

It’s nothing out of the ordinary, and he talked about things related to dragons and the Holy Church.

The content is close to confidential.

Looking at it now, I’m the most suspicious guy.

A person whose identity is unknown, whose purpose and source of information cannot be guessed.

I am right to be grateful that Beatrice is giving me this opportunity right now.

Whether it’s because of the friendship that was formed after spending a short time together, or for other reasons.

‘Write.’

I couldn’t keep my mouth shut without answering forever.

I swallowed the quietness inwardly, and only then did I carefully open my mouth.

First of all, I wanted to explain what I knew about the secrets of the Academy and the Holy Church.

“…… The power I deal with is what is commonly called supernatural power.”

As I spit out the words and raised my head, Beatrice also narrowed his eyes and focused on me.

“Have you ever heard of it? About the astrologer of the East, a girl named Jibril.”

I said, and Beatrice tilted his head slightly, about 15 degrees.

“By the astrologer, do you mean the prophet?”

“Yes. As you may know, the source of her ability is also ‘supernatural ability’. Just like me.”

“…… About that.”

Beatrice spat out her voice before cutting her off.

Her eyes looking at me start to change subtly.

I took advantage of that gap to continue talking.

“Yes. I have the same kind of ability as her, so—”

Exactly.

“…… So… ….”

I was trying to talk, but I stopped halfway.

“Dante?”

Beatrice expressed a question, but I couldn’t answer.

Rather than that, the priority was to cover my mouth at the self-doubt rising for no reason.

‘…… No, sh*t. But really.’

What should I say? This feeling I’m feeling right now.

To put it bluntly, isn’t it something that can be done just by talking about it?

It is not a lie that the ability of thunderbolt is a supernatural power, and it is a widely known fact that Jibril’s prophecy ability is also a supernatural power.

So, all I have to do now is jump on the prestige of Jibril and say that I also have similar abilities.

…… Obviously, it would.

“Ha.”

I don’t know why, but I didn’t want to do that.

No, maybe he knows the reason well.

I don’t know what I don’t know. In the yard where the answer is obvious to anyone.

“You have the same kind of ability as her, so what? Why don’t you talk?”

“… ….”

Beatrice asked.

I was silent for a moment, then finished my decision and shook her head.

“No, no. Forget everything I said before, Richie.”

“Yes?”

“It’s not like a prophecy. I almost naturally told lies again.”

Beatrice’s eyes opened slightly wide, and I lay down in a more comfortable position, laughing weakly.

The floor was cold, but what can I do? Now it seemed like I couldn’t get enough of it without lying down like this.

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“Lice, Riche.”

“…… I am listening.”

“I’m sorry.”

I spat out a short apology.

Whether she knew the meaning or not, Beatrice didn’t reply.

Since there was no way to look at that expression in the yard while lying down and staring at the ceiling, I just kept saying what I had to say.

“You are all right. Yes, I’m the dean……. He’s not Tsumei’s close aide, and to be honest, it’s a bit silly to call him a subordinate. It should be called a superficial cooperative relationship, but even so, I am in the position of Eul.”

I was a little concerned about Beatrice’s lack of reaction, but whatever. I’ve already been exposed, but I didn’t even want to add more lies and deceit.

“It’s true that I brought you in on purpose. You did get access, but it’s true that you tried to use it. As you said, I had a way to somehow break through this underground depth without your help, and I cleverly tricked you with a different purpose. That’s right, there’s no excuse.”

Mixed with giggling laughter, I continued to talk like it was going to be as it should be.

“Even though I don’t have a special relationship with Tsumei, the secrecy of the church, the secret of the academy… …. Well, I know a lot of things, yes. It looks very suspicious to me. Actually, he’s a suspicious guy.”

I definitely thought it was stupid.

If you didn’t have to reveal everything like this, it wouldn’t have been that there was no way to make an excuse.

If I were to tell a well-crafted story without any mistakes, Beatrice would have accepted it without much doubt.

As for her liking for me, which she hasn’t let go of yet…….

Actually, ‘supernatural ability’ and ‘prophecy’ are nothing but cheat keys.

Since there is a precedent called Jibril, well, especially.

Isn’t there something more difficult to determine than a field you don’t know much about?

If a person with a special ability says so about a supernatural ability, what will Beatrice do if she doesn’t know about it? She must be moderately convinced and there is a high probability that she will move on.

Prophecy, that is, the story of knowing the future, fits perfectly into my current situation.

If that is not the case, how can I explain my movements, knowing everything about a subject that does not belong to any special institution?

The moment you start thinking like that, the time for clarification ends.

I will be accepted by Beatrice, and I just need to share information about her magic sword.

Yes…….

It was just a problem.

“Well, it is true that I am 19 years old. You can believe it. In fact, there is no reason for me to play with my age any more. One more thing, as you guess, Tsumei doesn’t know about the Holy Church’s plan. hahahaha, are you happy?”

As I exaggeratedly raised my hands, I let out a light laugh.

‘Well, what are you doing here?’

If you’re going to cheat, be sure to cheat, why are you giving away everything about your liver and gallbladder now?

I don’t know what I’m doing or thinking.

If Beatrice subdues me right now and I’m thinking about what to do next, there’s nothing I can do.

Thunderbolt? That ignorantly strong ability doesn’t help.

Unless you’re maxing out against Beatrice, really.

A power that doesn’t know that this is ‘moderately’ doesn’t know how to subdue an opponent gently.

So to put it another way, the best move in this situation was a false explanation that eventually involved Jibril.

“Whoa.”

And I kicked it myself.

Just for one reason that I don’t want to.

With a sigh, I wiped my face roughly and opened my mouth again.

“…… To sum it up, yes. I have many secrets, but I cannot tell you the most important of them.”

Still no answer came back.

“I know all the secrets of the continent, and it is so accurate that it would not be strange to call it a ‘prophecy’.”

So, I suddenly became curious.

What kind of expression is Beatrice making right now?

I couldn’t know unless I stood up, so I said the last words with a half-resigned attitude.

“However, it is absolutely not the same as the astrologers of the East, and there is no such thing as the exact source or basis.”

-If I tell you, you won’t believe it…….

“I can’t tell you, never.”

-How can you believe in a false story like ‘possession’?

If the position were the opposite, I would have seriously considered the other person’s mental abnormality.

I let out a wry smile of self-deprecation.

Originally, isn’t it?

Return, possession, and reincarnation are such nonsensical things to hold onto and explain to just one person.

‘Ugh, it’s my nephew.’

I can’t help it. It’s all I have to deal with.

I don’t remember writing 5700 characters.

Anyway, at that point, I closed my mouth to mean that I had said everything.

“…… I can’t tell you.”

And Beatrice, who had been silent all along, only then took his lips off.

I don’t know the emotion contained in the voice.

Are you angry or have you given up?

If that’s not the case…….

“Even if I were to crush you by force right now and imprison you in the dungeon of the Church Headquarters?”

Ah, it was the former.

The voice that seemed to contain emotions was clearly not calm.

Rather, if it was bloody, it was bloody.

Looks like he’s very angry. A bit scary

“… ….”

I gently closed my eyes.

It may seem like he chewed without replying, but in this case silence is the answer.

‘What can I do?’

Everything is my choice.

At first, I tried to cover up the situation with lies, but looking at the expression on Richie’s face, I couldn’t bear it. Should I say it’s a matter of conscience…….

Still, I give you a chance to explain that I will trust you one last time.

‘It’s a stupid choice, it’s nabal, let’s just hope that the underground prison is a little warmer and less soggy.’

Considering the attitude Beatrice showed, I wouldn’t treat her harshly.

“… ….”

Is that right?

It was then.

f*ck!

“Keah!”

Is it because I wasn’t concentrating that much while I was running through useless thoughts in my head?

I didn’t really feel the presence of Beatrice approaching me, so I was beaten properly.

I was unable to block or avoid the unexpected kick, as I was lying on my back.

“Turn it off, turn it off. Write.”

My side hurts from being hit directly in a defenseless state.

I let out a weak moan, then lifted my head sharply in a feeling of sadness.

“Hey, what are you doing all of a sudden!”

“Whatever you did, execution of the sentence.”

But it was another kick that came back to my resistance.

Puck!

“Evil!”

This time the opposite side was kicked.

Are you getting along well and being considerate of the sick? f*ck?

“Ahahahaha.”

At that point, Beatrice approached me with a mischievous laugh.

She squatted and poked her side with her finger inside her.

“Are you sick? Are you stinging?”

“That means…… !”

“Then shall we stop?”

Beatrice cut me off and asked.

It was sudden, but I got the answer before I was taken aback.

“Of course—”

“Ah, no.”

“?”

It took a while for me to put a question mark on my answer that was cut off for the second time, and the prompt answer that came back.

Beatrice stretched out her long index finger and hit my side again.

Cook!

“Ah, ah!”

I couldn’t help but reflexively scream.

It looks like it was stabbed very weakly. What is this and it hurts?

Cook! Cook Cook Cook!

Beatrice’s unstoppable fingers.

I had to dye my complexion a deep blue.

“Hey, wait, wait!”

“Why?”

Beatrice tilted her head.

I screamed hastily.

“I think my ribs are a bit twisted, don’t touch them!”

“‘Don’t touch me’?”

“…… Please don’t touch me!”

Why is he suddenly like this?

Why are you doing something you didn’t do?

“Ahahahaha.”

Beatrice burst into laughter as if satisfied, then stood up again.

She looked down at me from above as I was still lying down, and she slightly raised the corner of her mouth.

She pursed her lips as if pondering for a moment, and then brought out her first words.

“You know what? That’s your answer.”

“…… ?”

Beatrice continued as she frowned at her, unable to even tilt her head, holding onto her throbbing side.

“In my mind, it was a higher score than I thought. In fact, if it had been deducted one more time, that would have been it.”

“What…… ?”

“Perhaps in that case the dungeon really could have been your new home.”

Beatrice uttered a terrifying sound casually and immediately turned to me with an incomprehensible smile.

“I wish I could have revealed everything I was hiding, as it really is.”

“… ….”

“Even if it wasn’t that, I wouldn’t lie any more. Well, this is bound to be an extra point.”

At that point, Beatrice suddenly glanced at my side.

I wondered if she was going to kick me again, so I unknowingly flinched at her body, and I heard a short laugh.

“hahahaha, what are you afraid of? Someone who could drop a thunderbolt on me right now if he wanted to.”

I didn’t know what he meant by that, so I couldn’t carelessly bring out an answer.

So he kept his mouth shut and only his eyes were rolling, but Beatrice didn’t care and continued his words.

“That is also a bonus point. I didn’t use force, I didn’t lie. He didn’t tell the truth, but he answered sincerely without any pretense.”

“…… What?”

“Above all.”

I was wondering what this meant, but Beatrice added the last words in a serious voice as if this was the most important thing.

“From the moment we first met, I tolerated your questionable side to some extent-. The grounds for doing so are still intact. For me, this is a fairly reliable ‘evidence’.”

I couldn’t help but panic.

Because it was the first time I had heard of it.

“Reason, say…… ?”

What are you talking about?

Is there something I don’t know about?

As a hard player who has read almost all of the setting books that contain almost all of the main characters in this world, is there ‘something’ that I don’t know about?

“Curious?”

Beatrice asked, and I couldn’t help but nod.

It was truly an unconscious gamble.

Ssiik-

Beatrice, for some reason, had a very ominous and mischievous smile on her lips at my appearance.

“Yes, if you are curious… ….”

She grinned lightly and then held out one of her palms towards me.

And spit it out.

“Can I have 500 gold?”

A word in my memory.

A word like that that you can’t help but get used to in a way.

I blinked dazedly in bewilderment for a moment, and Beatrice flicked her hand with her expression of satisfaction.

“It’s an advance payment.”

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