My Childhood Friend Who Dumped Me and My Ex-girlfriend Are in the Same Class

chapter 234



233 – Goal (10)

#16

Stillness.

“It is a person….”

“I came out of there. Are you a demon?”

“But there are two of us.”

“Question and answer dance. Ma-bong Demon’s Prison-“

When a professor tried to put down the bar of magic that glowed blue, Elena, who had escaped from the divine shield, jumped forward first.

Two men fell headfirst. Elena took only one, and the other fell straight to her floor.

Kooung-

“…… Yumma Hey. Wake up.”

Leave that man with his neck strangely bent, and patted Ezio on the cheek, who was in an unusual condition.

“Wake up.”

The pants are ripped, exposing the shins unfiltered. Even if you don’t have a shirt, it’s a level that is okay. You couldn’t just call a piece of cloth a shirt.

Nonetheless, one fortunate thing is that the scars on the skin don’t look that deep.

The face was a bit of a problem. Perhaps he had injured his head, and blood was running down his forehead like a valley from his scalp. Even that, there was already hardened blood and there was new blood flowing. Although he is a guy with a strong body, he seemed to need treatment as quickly as possible.

First, Ezio was laid on the floor.

“Give me ten seconds. Ten….”

Actually, Elena didn’t know. The first step was to find out why Ezio appeared in this situation.

Can’t you hear me?

… I can’t help it.

Elena squatted down and pinched Ezio’s eyelids. Then she saw eyes of dull light. Her breath seemed to be on hold, so if there was no response, she must have just fainted….

Degul.

“Hmm. Fuck.”

The moment Ezio rolled her eyes, Elena involuntarily flinched and cursed.

“If you are awake, talk, baby.”

“…… Seniors.”

Ezio sighed for a moment, then blurred his eyes.

“Really… Are you?”

“What dude?”

Elena furrowed her eyebrows, and Ezio smiled softly, as if he was satisfied with the answer.

“What? Smile? Are you a little more conscious now?”

“…… Nope.”

“While answering well, what?”

There is no difficulty in communication. However, she wanted to confirm something, so she asked in a serious tone.

“Forty-six times ninety-eight?”

“…… Four thousand five hundred eight.”

“Her head works well. Great.”

It wasn’t long before Ezio had doubts about the sudden math test.

“Kuk-kook….”

Blood sprayed from his mouth like a shower. A lot of clotted blood was also poured out. It is bleeding Did he break his ribs and pierce his lungs? It meant that there was bleeding inside her, so Elena turned her head and gestured for her to come this way.

“Hey! Come to work! Come and treat him!”

“… ….”

The target of the call was Gileon. He was investigating a man who fell with Ezio.

Gilleon hardened his face at the way he shouted as if calling his own servant.

“I am not a priest. Battle Sacred Art….”

“You can do first aid! It looks backwards! And, do you know what will come out of his mouth and leave it to another priest! Anyway you come! Red!”

“… ….”

At that level, it was understandable enough. Upon investigation, that man who looked like a corpse on the floor, no, no different from a corpse, was a ‘devil’.

Of course the devil is right. The shadow demon that the subjugation party chased all day long.

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Just why was he in that black sphere, why was Ezio Cranil with that devil… How the devil died

Everything was a mass of questions.

“…… I get it. Come on, leave this here.”

Gil Leon stood up with his hands on his knees. He left her seat to Abel, who was stroking her chin as he observed the demon, then stomped towards Elena.

The pupils inside the helmet looked down at Ezio. Gilreon took off his helmet with his big hand and held it between his arm and side.

“Shall we look at the status? – The sun will shine on you.”

“Ugh….”

Paaah!

With the gauntlets wrapped in light, he scans Ezio’s upper body as if examining him. Ezio made a grimace on his face as if trying to hold back the pain. A drop of sweat flowed and mixed with the blood on his temple.

“Tell me briefly. What happened?”

While treating him, Gileon asked.

“… ….”

Ezio was silent for a moment. And he wondered how to get his words out. This is because what happened in the devil’s haven was very difficult to summarize in one line. Because, it felt like three days had passed since the very first battle.

At one point, I thought I was really crazy. No matter how shadowy phantasm it was, blasting the heads of the same human indefinitely, and even those very close to it, was hardly sane.

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Just, just… The feeling of slowly forgetting myself in the endless darkness. You must kill the enemy in front of you. Have to kill kill me and i die Did you think that when you hit the limit? Looking back now, it seems that we fought so desperately that we couldn’t tell which side was the devil.

I was actually half mad. It is said that the devil’s haven is the home base. The sky and the earth are no different from a jar of demonic energy filled with demonic energy. Fighting day and night in such a place, it was only natural that he, who was very sensitive to demonic energy, would go crazy.

However, just as Ezio himself could not easily kill the devil, the devil could not easily kill Ezio either. It was also the reason why the battle lasted so long. If the difference in power between each other is clear, the decision will inevitably happen quickly. However, when similar levels of battles come and go, the sum is infinitely divided.

Like Elena said, Glutoni was weak but sharp. If the demon had been a little stronger, Ezio might have been defeated in a short time.

No… In fact, by the time the battle reached its end, I felt a strong premonition of defeat.

When he heard his father’s unholy command and his body froze for a moment, he was hit by Mu’s sword attack from behind and almost died.

To stop at an attempt means that you eventually survived, and it means that you evaded or blocked the sword attack. However, he himself could not stop the sword attack. He couldn’t escape He gave his back clear.

Blinded eyes. Enlarged field of view. The shadow of Mew, who tried to kill himself with crude swordsmanship far inferior to the real Mew. However, he and himself who missed the timing to respond….

“…… The devil is dead.”

“I guess so. You did a great job.”

Ezio shook his head.

“No.”

“…… Well?”

“I… no.”

A portal opened right next to you.

As soon as my body was pulled, my vision slanted. Mu’s sword deflected away from him. Something sharp stuck in Mu’s waist after cutting through the air. Penetrated in a straight line. It was a long spear, shot from a portal that opened in the air.

A portal has opened in the devil’s resting place that no one can enter. Ezio remembered the scene clearly. The obviously agitated figure of the devil, and the unsteadily swaying shadows, as if sharing the emotions the devil felt.

“Killing the devil… Not me.”

The devil did not ask the identity of the intruder. Just, why, why, he showed a questioning expression.

There was not a single portal. Dozens, dozens, hundreds. As many as the number of shadows cast by the devil, they pierced hundreds of holes in the darkness. The spears that penetrated Mu’s shadow reappeared from the portal, and naturally the number reached several hundred. In the last portal that appeared, a short dagger poked out its head.

Hundreds of spears were fired all at once.

You intercepted all clones. Thus, only one shadow remained in the darkness. It was Glutoni’s body.

The dagger lodged itself in Glutoni’s neck.

The demon’s movement stopped in an instant.

He himself did not miss the opportunity.

Because getting close to the main body was the key, once you got close, the battle was over.

But the devil was able to act sufficiently. I was able to make a final effort, but the devil gave a look of disbelief to the end, and showed a fleeting fury, and my light fist hit him in the side and his neck snapped.

That’s how the world was broken.

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Just before that, I realized.

It was no coincidence that the portal to the devil’s haven was opened.

Someone interfered.

For Rubia’s space magic.

Then he pulled himself in.

In order to deal with the demon, he made a board so that he had no choice but to enter, and eventually fought as intended, but when he thought he was about to die, he intervened with the board he made himself. And then, at least the final blow was left to Ezio himself. The devil died just like that.

Because I was betrayed by someone.

“… Miss Elena. Senior was right. There is a traitor.”

My vision is getting farther away. Even as he slowly lost consciousness, Ezio steadfastly spoke out.

There is a traitor.

The magical knowledge is deep enough to interfere with the terrifying magic of space magic.

Somewhere out there is a powerful person who can crush the Great Demon as easily as killing insects.

Most of all-

“Both humans and demons, they all betrayed… The guy….”

To save humans by joining hands with demons, betraying humans, and betraying demons.

A traitor to humanity and demons whose purpose is completely unknown… It’s somewhere

“… ….”

After those words, Ezio passed out.

… Then there was a long silence. It was a cold silence, like the calm before the storm. Confirming that Ezio had only passed out, Elena looked to her side with a hard expression. The bare face of Gil Leon, who had taken off her helmet, was there.

Gileon muttered quietly to Ezio, who had already fainted and could not hear him.

“…… You’ll hear more about this later. Preferably, just the two of you.”

#17

He was inferior to his brother in every way.

He was the second son to be born, had little talent, and studied diligently, but his learning speed was remarkably slow.

Family succession?

I wasn’t even given a chance.

From birth, his brother was the next head of household. Outstanding talent, great personality, and brilliant brain… He was a man who had no shortage of successors.

He was born the exact opposite of his brother five years older than anyone expected of him. He was just not interested because he had no expectations, and that indifference continued even after his hidden talent was recognized.

Even the maid in her house looked at her as if she had an accident outside, but she was fine. Because he had one consolation.

There was a woman who whispered her true love.

She was a commoner with her straight, warm brown hair. Love between a commoner and an aristocrat. Her ghostly marriage was no problem. She wasn’t interested in anyone anyway. Even her parents. That’s why he would excommunicate himself if he had an accident that crossed the road.

She met her when she was fourteen. It was a young age. She was two years older than him, and older. The warmth of association was something that could take care of her parents’ indifference.

He went out with her every day and received so much comfort from her under her wall, and the relationship that developed in that way led to her lover.

She was even invited to the mansion a few times. She didn’t care how her family and maids looked at her. In fact, it was almost like calling in secret. Wouldn’t it be nice to meet in secret, avoiding the eyes of the people around you? They used to enjoy tryst like that.

One day, he did something pretty crazy. He invited her to his room and slept with her overnight. The doorway was a window.

There was a lot of conversation during the night, but they, no, he, woke up late at night alone rubbing his eyes after they fell asleep together in bed without any progress.

She wasn’t there.

Feeling strange, he left the room when he heard a faint sound from somewhere in the hallway. He walked slowly towards the source. The place where his feet finally stopped was the bedroom where his brother lived.

And then, when I put my ear to him, I heard a gasping voice from inside.

Her morality.

…… In the first place, bringing her into her mansion was her beginning. Even though she met secretly, she couldn’t go unnoticed. It was his brother who encountered them most often when caught.

His brother simply condoned their tryst.

It was such a day.

The next day, he talked with his brother in the garden. Caught by the collar His brother casually drank tea.

I only dealt with him in moderation because I wanted it first.

More than that, he said, nothing less.

I couldn’t believe it.

It was evident that his brother had stolen it.

No, it was stolen. His own only consolation. The pillar that supported me as I slowly died in indifference… Pulled out. Then he had no choice but to fall down without a place to lean on.

His brother seemed to have nothing to do with it. He grabbed the weak hand with his strong hand, untied the collar, put the teacup down, and had her maid clean it up before going back to the room.

Ah, I added a word before going.

Unfortunately, the girl wanted to receive the seed of nobility for success, so he said to bring it to him in case he sees it again. There’s nothing I can’t do to be her maid.

… No. It won’t be. She could never have

To make sure she wasn’t wrong, he met her on her wall in her courtesy after her week had passed. He went back to bed and slept quietly that day, so she could only face him with her calm face.

But when he brought up the story of what he had seen that day, she was speechless. She apologized and she cried. He said he truly loved you. He said he never approached you because of his desire to succeed….

He was convinced. He denied it, but he had to be convinced. It was like that too. His brother had stolen his lover. He couldn’t help but think so. He was sure of that. That was the only correct answer.

… One misstep changed everything.

He collapsed because the pillars he was holding on to were gone, and he grabbed some weeds with his hands as he fell. He stood up with miasma. He hated his brother, he hated his family, and he hated the world.

If I can’t prove it because of lack of ability or talent, I will prove it by becoming stronger than this.

However, it has not been proven. Even after he entered the academy, where only the best talents gather, the head of the household did not recognize him. He only changed his eyes very slightly, and that was all.

I realized that nothing has changed.

From then on, I started living a dissolute life without caring about family. He met many women and even laid his hands on other women. It was the most interesting moment to see the despair of the person who deserved to be taken away. The one who is stolen and the one who is stolen. Having been the former, he chose the latter.

“…… Ugh.”

He, Carmelo Bagrid, opened his eyes.

It was dark. She frowned and raised her arm. She tried to, but with a thump-

“… What. This.”

Her arm didn’t move. It was dark, so I couldn’t see it well, but it seemed to be tied to something solid.

Where is this?

… Prison?

I don’t think I’ve done anything worthy of being put in jail. Is not it. Carmelo, who was frowning at her to look around, suddenly heard a sound.

「Did you have a sad dream?」

Should I describe this as audible?

It was a voice that seemed to be pierced directly into the brain.

「Don’t make such a strange face. This is the world of your soul. There are no monsters, so don’t worry.”

The existence that said that was the most suspicious.

“…… Who are you?”

Carmelo used an awkward respect. Because she somehow felt like it should be.

「Well.」

The voice answered.

「If you swear to dedicate your soul to me, there’s nothing I won’t be able to tell you—」

The voice that said that had a mysterious tone like a star.


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