Became an Academy Self-Inflicted Blackmailer

40 – Confrontation (1)

Why, isn’t there a fact that can sometimes be known just by looking at facial expressions?

Beatrice didn’t say much, but he did know that his eyes weren’t gentle when he looked at me.

I thought about it briefly instead of calling the name again.

‘Did I do something?’

There was nothing that just made me think, “This is it.”

I’m not saying I didn’t do anything, but rather the opposite.

Since there are so many tricks, I don’t know what to point out first.

To be precise, it’s just that I can’t even guess what he’s noticing right now.

I sighed inwardly.

‘It’s embarrassing.’

What is it, pretending to be Tsumei’s subordinate?

Certainly, if it’s a lie that Beatrice cares about right now, that’s the most likely one.

In the end, I couldn’t be sure.

But if I’m the first to talk about it, it might be like putting a problem that I haven’t noticed yet into my mouth.

“… ….”

Rather than that, Beatrice’s expression right now was extremely frightening.

Look at that, that, that, just staring at me without saying anything.

‘A threat? Are you a threat? Tell me the truth right now?’

Maybe I’m just overthinking it.

However, it didn’t seem like he would keep his mouth shut for this long, unless he had something to do with it.

At the very least, you might tilt your head and ask why you’re so stiff. My reaction right now, full of tension, can’t be called general.

Cold sweat flows down naturally.

I was suddenly caught between the magic sword and Beatrice, unable to move.

I don’t know why, but it feels like the atmosphere will get even more bloody if I take one step closer to the demonic sword here.

It wasn’t like an unfounded premonition, but the expression and eyes Beatrice was making right now were exactly like that.

That wasn’t a positive look, no matter how well I tried to think about it.

‘Of course, he’s usually a bit sharp and ticks a lot.’

It’s a little different from that. It’s hard to explain, but it’s like the eyes have sunk a little colder.

I didn’t even think that the atmosphere would change so drastically with such a simple change.

I would have been at ease if you had said something.

Then at least you wouldn’t be as scared as you are now.

“Whoa.”

In the end, I couldn’t stand it and raised the white flag.

“…… Do you have something to say Leechee.”

I don’t think it’s always a good idea to ask first, but it didn’t seem like the best idea to keep your mouth shut.

It’s better to get hit first, I let out a silly laugh as usual.

“… ….”

And Beatrice.

“Hmm.”

Before giving an answer to my question, he first glanced at the aisle where the golem was waiting. Are you checking the golem?

She narrowed her eyes for a moment before opening her mouth.

“It doesn’t look like he’s really chasing you. As you say.”

Contrary to what I expected, the first words that came out were very ordinary.

Unbeknownst to me, I returned a reply that was one beat late.

“Ah, uh uh. Yes.”

“There is no need to be wary of golems anymore, and what we need to pay attention to now is the demonic sword.”

She murmured something almost to herself and then put her head back on its feet.

“…… That’s him.”

Looking over my shoulder.

It is Flugel’s demonic sword.

Beatrice finally moved her steps.

Toward the demonic sword. So, at the same time, where I am is also in one direction.

Tak!

With a slightly intentional sound, she stopped her steps and looked at her demonic sword with her shoulder to shoulder with mine.

Golden eyes looked up at the blade on the side.

“That, can I break it now? Because that was our common purpose.”

“… ….”

I didn’t answer, but Beatrice didn’t care and went on with her words.

“The rampage of dragons is dangerous. It was the same with the four dragons decades ago, and the same with the Sky Dragon. How much more damage will happen next time? Maybe, at that time, there will be more population loss than the day of Gaebyeok…….”

Beatrice blurted out the end of her words with a faint expression.

Her eyes were still on me.

Your eyes seemed to have something more to say.

No, it was the look in his eyes as if he had something to say.

“…… So.”

I asked.

“What do you mean?”

“A demonic sword.”

Beatrice replied.

“I’m going to destroy it right now, so please don’t interfere.”

And with that answer, I couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

“…… Whoa.”

Sweeping my face, I sat down in place with a frown on my face.

As I was thinking about what was wrong, at what point exactly did this get caught, Beatrice bent her knees to meet me at eye level.

“… ….”

The gaze is very burdensome.

I avoided her eyes first because I was uncomfortable with the short eye contact, and suddenly Beatrice grabbed my right hand.

“Ugh.”

I was hoping for something, but judging by the slight tingling, it must have been the hand that was injured when dealing with the golem earlier.

It didn’t show on the outside, so I just left it alone.

It seems that the saintess has the ability to see things that I cannot see.

Hwaak-

At the moment the small brilliance shimmered, the wounds inside the body that had not been confirmed before were restored as if they had been washed.

Compared to before, it wasn’t that big a wound.

“Ah, that… ….”

Beatrice raised her body back up as if that was enough, but I reflexively grabbed her.

I was sorry to see her look at her again, but…….

“You know.”

Should I say fortunate?

Before I could find anything to say, Beatrice took his words away first.

“This is my first time asking, and I won’t ask you a second time. Therefore.”

-You answer well.

Shortly adding, she looked down at me with her serious eyes.

And then she opens her mouth again.

“I’m going to break the demonic sword now.”

After glancing at her demonic sword for a moment, the brightly colored holy power began to rise above her hand.

“Are you going to interfere with that?”

A short word.

There was a lot of sincerity mixed in.

This is not a complicated question.

It’s just hard to answer.

So I was silent, but that silence was also fleeting.

Because I realized that avoiding an answer is not going to work.

“Yes.”

I answered as it was.

I’ll interfere with what you’re trying to do.

It won’t be impossible to tell a lie.

But that wouldn’t make any sense.

No matter what, I’m in a position to convince Beatrice…….

In the yard where she had no means to pressure her, all she had to rely on was the power of her words after all.

I raised both hands neatly. It was a sign of surrender.

“There are circumstances where I can’t let the demonic sword break. I know it’ll disturb you, and I know you’ll disapprove of it. Sorry for cheating It’s funny to say now, but I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

A concise explanation or summary.

Beatrice’s expression mysteriously changed.

“…… Unexpectedly, it comes out honestly. That said, I wouldn’t stop touching the demonic sword.”

“Of course I know. That’s not what I want.”

I nodded obediently.

Since I got caught anyway, I have no intention of doing anything useless.

I don’t like it because I feel like I’m playing around with something, but as the quest window says, it’s best to persuade based on the real ‘sincerity’.

Of course.

“…… Yes, what anyway.”

Even if I want to have a ‘heartfelt conversation’ like that, things won’t go smoothly.

That would be the case too.

“I mean you cheated me, after all.”

Conversation is only possible when both parties are willing to talk to each other.

Hwaaagh!

“…… !”

A level of divine power surges up that is incomparable to the time he healed me immediately before.

Beatrice’s whole body was covered with golden brilliance, and near her shoulder, faint wings of divine power began to take shape.

Gulp-

I couldn’t help but swallow dry saliva.

Because I knew it well.

Those fluttering gold wings are proof that Beatrice is about to open up all her powers as a saint and fight her battles.

Anyway, it seemed like he had already made up his mind.

Her eyes were colored platinum.

“Before I talk, I will make the point clear.”

Thump!

He slammed a long spear, a reduced version of the Spear of Holy Light, onto the ground.

“There are two things I suspect, Dante.”

Beatrice spoke in a voice that was neither fast nor slow.

“One. Are you really the Gold Dragon’s aide or his subordinate?”

The eyes looking at me were extremely sharp.

In addition, there was not even the slightest sense of humor mixed in.

“And two.”

As if at least for this moment, he would rule out personal emotions and judge everything with a calm perspective.

“Is your purpose really to ‘protect’ or ‘destroy’ the demonic sword?”

She pointed the spear of judgment at me.

“…… Maybe, shouldn’t we consider the possibility of ‘stealing’?”