Chapter 307

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After watching Roan and Demona’s fight(?), Bogdin didn’t say anything for a moment as his thoughts got complicated.

I felt like I needed to stop Roan, who used holy magic as punishment during class, but I didn’t want to release Demona either.

Then Roan spoke.

“Professor, may I ask you to solve the test questions? I think it will be an opportunity for the students to learn about oaths again.”

‘Ah, Student Darc is such a great student!’

Bogdin’s troubles ended without much difficulty.

A person can live by using holy magic as punishment.

Isn’t it holy magic created by the gods to be used anyway?

And Demona suffered a bit, but it was okay.

Bogdin, like the other students, began to comment on the sacred power blackboard as if nothing had happened.

─ Now, problem number 1 was to write down 102 ingredients of faith. It’s easy if you memorize it like this… … . ─

Bogdin was able to finish the class refreshed and more rewarding than usual.

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─ Thank you all for your hard work! Well then, let’s meet again next week~ 😀 ─

Rolling around – dragging… … .

After the oath class was completely over, Bogdin calmly rolled his wheels and left the classroom.

The students each stretched out and talked loudly.

“There’s a paper test like this, so the pledge class is better than I thought?”

“Well, I’m a little disappointed that I didn’t pass the exam as well as I expected.”

“……Sion, are you serious?”

“Huh? Why?”

Rafia seemed to had unholy thoughts about the candidate for sainthood.

“Oh my… it hurts… what on earth is stuck in my throat?”

Meanwhile, Demona was crying and stroking the area where she had been touched by the dead man’s rotten hands, as if it still hurt.

Hector said, chuckling.

“The Inquisitors specifically refer to this as retribution.”

”’Everyone says that kind of thing is retribution… … .’’’

But there was one more important thing.

Roan asked, spreading out two fingers of his right hand.

“Demona, how many of these do you see?”

Then Demona suddenly got angry.

“What?! Roan, you don’t look at people like that, so no matter how stupid I look, why do you ask such things? That’s two!”

“How on earth do you see ahead?”

“Hmm?”

Demona tilted her head at Roan’s ambiguous words.

“I haven’t seen Professor Eukerim yet?”

Demona still treats Eukerim like a snow thief!

“…You guy, you’re still wearing the eyepatch.”

“Huh?!”

Demona was startled and groped her eyes.

Apparently Bogdin’s eyepatch was still there!

‘How does this kid really see?’

Roan was so shocked that he was speechless.

Of course, if you make an oath and pay a price, you can see through the blindfold… … .

“……for a moment.”

Roan realized one thing he had forgotten because he was so surprised that Demona could see.

“Demona, what did you offer, Oathmaster Gahro?”

“Eight, professor, you’re a liar… huh? Swear?”

“Yes, I guess I was able to see because I was wearing something.”

“Oh, I said I would give 10 talents as a tribute.”

You neutralized Bogdin’s eyepatch with just 10 talents?

Although the exchange rate improved depending on the talent or skill of the person making the oath, 10 talents was still too light.

Of course, to the gods, talent, the currency of humans, had no meaning.

‘What kind of god would do something so stupid?’

Even if Demona had enough talents, it would be like giving a credit Roan to someone with bad credit on Earth.

“Which god did you decide to sacrifice it to?”

“Don’t you know? I didn’t even think about that!”

“…….”

Roan wondered if the gods were as trivial as he thought.

‘Well, that means I’m still living a normal life.’

Meanwhile, Sion, who had been quietly listening to Demona, asked awkwardly.

“Bah, idiot Demona, you really took an oath without setting up a god?”

“Yeah, can’t we do that?”

“Of course, you stupid Demona!”

“You can’t believe people are stupid!”

My friends wondered for a moment whether the word ‘stupid’ was more offensive than ‘fool.’

But there was one thing I am more curious about.

“Sion, what happens if I don’t set up a scene?”

“If you don’t fulfill your oath, you will be punished someDay. In this case, I don’t know which god gave me the reward… I guess I should put 10 talents on every altar until I find the god who listened to the foolish Demona’s request.”

“Exactly.”

When even Roan agreed to Sion’s words, only then did his friends and Demona understand the seriousness of the situation.

“Hey! I have to sacrifice 10 talents until I find the God who gave me sight?!”

“That’s right, you idiot Demona. Now do you see what you did?”

Rafia rolled her eyes upward and looked bored as she thought about something.

“Roan, how many gods are there in total?”

“No one counts those things.”

As Roan said, no one knew how many scenes there were in total in “God Anne de Bill.”

At least there were no believers, but there was a god of leaves and a god of cobblestones, so there was no way to know exactly which god received Demona’s oath.

Sararak─

At that time, the eye patch covering Demona’s eyes disappeared.

Demona asked her friends with disbelief.

“How about offering 10 talents to the altar and then offering them to another god if it doesn’t work?”

“Will it work?”

If someone did something like that, not only the warlock but also the priest would be punished.

“Oh, what should I do? Roan, please save me! I don’t even have money to pay the fine, so how can I give 10 talents to so many gods!”

“…Do it yourself.”

Roan shook his head sadly.

To be honest, it was such a huge project that it would be difficult to guarantee success even if Roan invested all his money.

… … It wasn’t that useful.

“But since it wasn’t a big oath, the gods might take it lightly.”

“Yeah, really? How light?”

“Well, it’s about taking one eye.”

“Hey, hey! It’s not light at all!!!”

Demona sat on the floor and cried as if her eyes had already been gouged out.

‘If Harden is holding on as principal, is there any way he would gouge out a student’s eyes?’

It wasn’t impossible under normal circumstances, but it was good to feel at ease while attending Acherandir.

In fact, if you were smart enough, you could ask Harden to find God.

“Demona, I’m sorry….”

“One of my cousins ​​lost an eye to a warlock, and he is doing better than I thought. Things like that happen in life, right?”

“Stupid Demona… I feel sorry for you.”

“Hope….”

However, her friends comforted Demona sincerely, as if her eyes had already been decided to be gouged out.

Anyway, as Hector said, it was a matter of justice, so Roan didn’t pay much attention and decided to go about his business.

“Then I’ll go first. I’m fine, so you can eat dinner on your own.”

“What? Are you the only one who wants to live in this serious situation?!”

“……?”

How did you know?

Roan looked down for a moment at Demona, whose eyes were red.

As the time had come for him to lose his eyes(?), had he awakened as a wise man?

Sion asked, looking at Roan and Demona.

“Where are you going, Roan?”

“I have to go to the principal’s office to do something.”

Then the friends’ expresSions changed in an instant.

“Ah, then I should go. Go quickly, Roan.”

“Go quickly. We’ll eat dinner on our own.”

“Well, we can eat together tomorrow~”

Even Demona was waving his hand as if telling him to go quickly.

Roan was a little suspicious that his friends had let him go so obediently, but he nodded and turned around.

He could hear his friends talking behind him.

“Roan must have been through a lot.”

“Fool Demona, Roan works so hard, so you too have hope.”

“Yes, that should be it….”

“Hahaha! Yes, that’s the mindset, Ethan!”

‘These kids… … !’

Given the circumstances, he seemed to think that going to the principal’s office would be more difficult than losing an eye.

… … In fact, if Roan were to choose between never meeting Harden in his life and losing an eye, he would mercilessly choose the former.

‘There are many ways to replace eyes, but not with life.’

If that didn’t work, all I had to do was open my mind’s eye like my assistant Anne did.

Wow─

You had such good friends. Network connections later become assets.

Roan ignored False Divinity’s teasing and headed to the Harden Hall where the principal’s office was located.

Of course, before that, I looked for Bell and Charlotte in the new spirit beast archive and told them the destination.

[Master, are you going to see the principal again?]

‘okay.’

Roan answered.

[The owner must be very close to the principal!]

‘… … ‘Why on earth?’

Roan thought the answer would had been a little different if Bell hadn’t been the legendary Abyss Dragon.

What if this guy was really a winged ebony lizard?

Anyway, Bell, who knew nothing, answered innocently.

[That’s right, we play together every Day!]

By young Bell’s standards, everyone he played with was friends.

Roan shook his head to tell Bell about his life.

‘There are many cases in the world where you have to play together even if you are not friends.’

[Huh? why?]

‘It’s because I’m weak.’

[Lord, master?!]

Bell was horrified.

The owner was weak?

Bell still didn’t know much, but he knew that Roan wasn’t at a level where he could be called weak.

Of course, Roan thought so too.

‘If this isn’t Acherandir… … .’

Objectively, he would be able to become a strong player in any region of the empire, or even in the kingdom.

Because it was Akherandir, Roan had no choice but to live an ordinary life.

[Oops, it’s not normal… … .]

Bell listened quietly and then added a word.

It wasn’t a mistake, so Roan frowned.

‘Sometimes you have to put up with the right thing to say, Bell. In any case, you need to build strength not to play with friends you don’t want to play with.’

[Yes, master!]

Bell answered vigorously and then hid in his bag.

[But I’m still weak, so I’ll stay in the bag!]

‘… … ‘Sure.’

While they were talking like that, Roan had almost arrived at the Harden Pavilion.

However, the atmosphere in front of the Harden Hall was somewhat noisy.

‘It’s ominous.’

Roan knew that despite the uproar in Acherandir, nothing good had ever happened to him.

And of course, in front of the Harden Hall?

I had to be especially careful.

Roan carefully made his way through the crowd to the front of the Harden Pavilion.

There.

─ Heo, it’s the Holy Spirit!

─ Principal, were you at peace?

“Hehehe, yes, live well, everyone.”

To my surprise, Principal Harden was there!

Harden stood with his back to me like a good-natured neighborhood guy – although he had the appearance of a boy – and greeted people who greeted him face to face.

Roan swallowed.

‘How bad must you be to come out here… … .’

Other people may think things like, ‘Wow, the principal was amazing,’ or ‘Wow, the principal was really kind!’

It was a thrilling situation for Roan, who knew that Harden only did this when he was in a very bad mood.

Think about it.

People were so happy and happy because the other person was the Holy Spirit.

What if Roan was doing that in front of the building?

Perhaps word will spread throughout the school network and no one will pass by.