Legendary Hero is an Academy Honors Student - Chapter 142

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142.

Elena approached the elf girl who was writhing on the ground.

The slave girl who had been kicked in the stomach. Blood was flowing from Merin’s mouth.

Elena gathered her mana.

Wooong-!

Along with a gentle light, Merin’s face became much more comfortable.

“E, En. You could use magic?”

Merin couldn’t hide her surprise at seeing her friend, who she had lived with since childhood, using magic.

“I’m not En right now, Merin.”

“What?”

Seeing the confused Merin, Elena smiled brightly.

“I borrowed your friend’s body to come punish the bad people.”

Merin was confused as she looked at Elena gently stroking her head.

She couldn’t understand what her friend was saying.

But the girl, who was still too young to understand the world, found Elena’s words believable.

“Are, are you an angel?”

“Oh my, how sweet.”

Elena smiled brightly and stroked Merin’s head.

Splat-!

Then a squelching sound was heard.

Hearing that sound, Elena spoke with a radiant smile.

“Merin. Now keep your eyes closed until I tell you to open them, okay?”

“Y, yes.”

Merin squeezed her eyes shut.

Elena got up and turned around.

And she spoke while looking at Sarman, who was getting up despite his upper body being blown away.

“Why don’t you just stay lying down? That would hurt less.”

“You damn bitch!”

His half-blown face regenerated as he made a vicious smile.

A hideous appearance different from his neat looks from before.

It was a sight that would have made ordinary people scream or retch, but Elena remained calm.

“You speak so carelessly.”

Elena smiled slightly.

“I guess you don’t want to die peacefully?”

Elena’s eyes began to emit a deep pink glow.

Seeing this, Sarman flinched.

The pink light emanating from Elena’s eyes grew darker and soon began to emit a red glow.

Seeing this, Hadin smiled bitterly.

‘Again… has she gotten stronger?’

Up until his first year, Hadin was a typical Seirun student.

He was proud of becoming a Seirun student and never doubted that he was a chosen elf.

A racist way of thinking that elves were the best race.

When he became Class 1 at Seirun from admission and became the year representative, he never doubted that he was chosen among those elves.

‘I dreamed of being a hero.’

If you’re a Seirun student.

No, if you’re a student at Hero Military Academy, that’s the goal you should naturally aim for.

Up until his first year, Hadin’s goal was to become a hero.

And at the inter-school competition between Lumern and Seirun, he met a girl from the same first year.

Elves are all beautiful due to their racial characteristics.

A girl who possessed such nobility and beauty that even those elves would lose themselves gazing at her.

In the competition where school pride was at stake, Hadin was thoroughly defeated.

‘I couldn’t even try anything. The class difference was literal.’

That was the first time in Hadin’s life that he experienced ‘class difference.’

Since then, Hadin’s goal changed to Elena.

Not the excellent seniors at Seirun.

Nor the many heroes who left their names in history, but he came to chase after a first-year girl like himself.

‘It was never a feeling like admiration.’

From the moment Hadin first met Elena, he could tell that she was somehow twisted.

The distortion and cruelty hidden beneath her beautiful appearance.

She was definitely not someone to be admired.

Nevertheless, Hadin didn’t stop making Elena his goal.

The more he did so, the more painfully he realized.

‘That I could never stand on the same level.’

Hero Military Academies have many opportunities to encounter each other besides the Inter-Department Competition.

Especially if you’re in the same year, your activity routes overlap even more.

No matter how much he chased.

Every time they met, he could see the gap widening even more.

He didn’t even feel despair at that fact.

Only hollow laughter would burst out.

They were born that differently.

Because he was targeting her, he could see it even more clearly.

The girl before his eyes, who was admired and praised as a genius, couldn’t simply be called a genius.

She was literally born that way.

‘A chosen person born to become a hero.’

He could never catch up.

Even knowing this, Hadin didn’t give up.

“You, you bitch…!”

“So.”

From her eyes that had turned blood-red, a suffocatingly vicious killing intent flowed out.

But contrary to that chilling killing intent, Elena’s face was too peaceful.

Elena covered her lips with her index finger while wearing a lovely smile.

“Watch your mouth.”

Flash-! Kwagagagagagak-!

A magic circle formed in the air and chains of light poured out.

A thousand years ago.

The signature magic of the elf hero Tiara, who had the nickname Iron Blood Mage.

Eisen Unblut.

This was the Hero Magic version of that spell.

This magic that crushes the opponent’s bones and flesh was treated as heretical among elves, despite being magic left by an elf hero.

Although Tiara certainly rose to the position of hero with this magic, the magic was too cruel.

Both then and now, she is a hero who receives condemnation for defiling the Star Magic created by the Progenitor.

Naturally, learning her magic is forbidden among elves.

But regardless of that, its power is certain.

‘Magic thoroughly designed to hunt Tartaros.’

Elena’s magic cruelly ravaged Sarman.

Splat-!

Looking at Sarman, who had become blood and flesh, Elena clapped her hands with a bright smile.

Despite creating a chilling festival of blood and flesh, her appearance was too innocent.

“Are you still alive? What an interesting toy. You must have a curse, I suppose? Let me see… a [Nullification] curse.”

Elena, who instantly grasped Sarman’s ability, made an indifferent expression.

“But there’s nothing else worth seeing.”

Interest disappeared from Elena’s face.

When the queen loses interest, it means there’s no value even as a toy.

Then there’s only one end.

Whoooosh—!

Crimson flames formed at Elena’s fingertips.

Sarman’s face, which had been recovering, turned pale.

“Still, meeting you was interesting.”

Elena smiled prettily and burned Sarman away.

“H-how.”

Sarman, reduced to just a head, looked up at Elena with terror-filled eyes.

Looking down at such Sarman, Elena spoke with a bored expression while gently twirling the ends of her hair.

“If you want to beat me, bring at least a legion commander’s confidant. A lowly demon like you is no match for me. Well then, goodbye.”

Elena smiled coldly and stomped on Sarman’s head with her foot.

Then even the remaining head burned away, leaving not even ashes behind.

Turning around, Elena stood before Hadin with steps so light it was hard to believe she had just shown such cruelty.

And she made an amused expression.

“As expected, you’re interesting, Hadin.”

“What do you mean.”

Elena snapped her fingers.

Crack—!

The magical device restraining Hadin was easily destroyed.

“People who know my true nature fall into one of two categories. They either fear me or despise me.”

Elena put both hands behind her back and primly clasped them together.

“But you’re the same as when we first met.”

Elena turned around lightly and approached En with graceful steps.

“You’re aiming for me. Even though you know you can’t catch up.”

“Do you think that’s foolish?”

“No. I think that’s your charm. It’s also interesting.”

Elena smiled brightly.

“You’ll definitely become a wonderful hero.”

Elena, who had seen many heroes since childhood, was certain of this.

Watching such Elena, Hadin asked.

“Do you still have no desire to become a hero?”

At that question, Elena gently twirled the ends of her hair with her finger.

Then she chuckled.

“I admire heroes too.”

There was no lie in those words.

“But my personality is too rotten. The Gods probably wouldn’t recognize me as a hero, would they?”

Elena shrugged her shoulders.

“Most importantly… I don’t really want to become a hero.”

She could lead others as much as she wanted.

But simply being someone who leads people doesn’t make one a hero.

‘You have to know how to sacrifice for others too.’

Elena admired heroes.

But on the other hand, she disliked them.

No, she hated them.

‘Because they took away something precious to me.’

That’s why even though she admired heroes, she couldn’t admire their way of life.

“Let’s get out of this place for now. Oh, and we’re taking this child too.”

Elena pointed at En.

“Why?”

“If we leave her here, she’ll definitely face terrible things, right? You’ve noticed it too. That the noble elves you know don’t exist in this era.”

Watching Elena speak teasingly, Hadin let out a deep sigh.

“I understand.”

“But how did you end up in jail? Well, it’s obvious. You got excited and did something stupid again, right?”

“I have nothing to say.”

“How boring that you admit it so readily.”

Elena grumbled and said.

“Anyway, Hadin. You know how serious the current situation is, right?”

“Yes.”

Elena approached En and took her hand.

En’s eyes widened.

Looking at the girl, Elena smiled brightly.

Due to magic, En couldn’t hear their current conversation.

“Tartaros has entered the Heroes’ World like us. This is an unprecedented event.”

“That’s right.”

Elena narrowed her eyes.

“This might be something that could turn the world’s balance upside down.”

***

Luna entered Akint’s Research Lab.

“It’s not like Professor Akint to offer counseling.”

“I thought the relationship between you and me wasn’t that bad?”

“…That’s right. Professor Akint isn’t just a teacher but someone like a magic mentor to me, and…”

“And?”

“No. It’s nothing.”

Luna smiled awkwardly.

Leo could tell what words she had swallowed.

‘Someone like a father.’

Yet there was a slight sense of distance between Luna and the current Akint.

Leo knew what this meant.

‘History has been completely twisted.’

To the extent that even the bond with someone Luna cherished had grown distant.

Certainly Akint was still being a reliable support for Luna.

But the fact that he was being pressured within Barharlun because of that reason was clear enough from what happened during class earlier.

That fact must have tormented Luna.

‘So she isolated herself.’

Luna was the top student who received the Elf King’s patronage.

Doing magic research in a place like a storehouse didn’t make sense, and searching for materials alone made even less sense.

No matter how rotten the elves of this era were, their heads weren’t rotten too.

They all would have realized from the moment they first saw Luna.

That the greatest mage in elf history had been born.

Even though her status was low by their standards, to the elves of this era, Luna was an object of awe.

Luna had been famous since before the Age of Calamity.

Such Luna was being treated like this.

She had lost confidence and was drooping her shoulders and ears.

‘It’s certain that those Tartaros bastards entered this place and changed history. But what exactly is their reason?’

They were scheming something in the Heroes’ World.

‘It’s probably deeply connected to what happened to my page. Are they interfering with the strategy? No. No one has entered, so why would they interfere with the strategy? Wait, strategy?’

Leo, who had been reasoning, paused.

For those on the earthly realm, conquering the Heroes’ World means overcoming trials.

But if the conditions are the same, what would be Tartaros’s conquest conditions?

‘For them, heroes are the most threatening enemies. Overcoming and helping heroes through their trials isn’t their role.’

Tartaros’s purpose would be to hinder the hero.

‘Could it be… they’re conquering the Heroes’ World in their own way?’

Though she was Luna from her childhood, she was still a powerful mage. Unless it was a legion commander-level demon or a demon at the level of a legion commander’s confidant, fighting Luna would be suicide.

The option of killing Luna didn’t exist.

Then it wouldn’t be strange for them to engage in troublesome acts to interfere with the hero’s great deeds.

And this world’s conquest objective was to help complete Star Magic.

If Tartaros’s purpose was to prevent the completion of Star Magic, their actions made sense.

Having thought that far, Leo ground his teeth.

‘How dare they defile Luna’s world?’

“Actually, things have been really difficult lately.”

Luna hung her head low and fidgeted with her fingers.

It was a habit she unconsciously did when conflicted.

“…Whether I’m truly an elf who belongs in Barharlun.”

Luna’s eyes trembled.

“Whether the magic I pursue is truly something great.”

Seeing Luna who had lost her confidence, Leo instinctively realized that Luna was broken.

Tartaros’s plan was almost at the success stage.

But Leo sneered at them.

‘Do they think breaking her once will be enough?’

“Luna.”

“Yes?”

“I’ll guarantee it.”

Leo knew better than anyone.

There was nothing special about being a great hero.

Great heroes also experienced frustration, despair, and had their will broken.

No, rather, great heroes experienced more frustration and despair than anyone else, and were broken countless times.

Yet the reason they achieved the subjugation of Erebos was simple.

They simply stood up each time.

And Leo knew the magic words to lift Luna up.

Those words that only comrades who had weathered that era together could say.

Leo knew them well.

‘She used to say it like a habit.’

“Barharlun has existed to raise an elf like you.”

Luna’s eyes widened greatly.

“You’ll become an elf respected by future generations more than anyone else. Why, you ask?”

Looking at Luna who had become doe-eyed, Leo declared with certainty.

“Because you’re destined to become an existence that shines like the stars in the night sky.”

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