The Extra’s Academy Survival Guide

Student Council President Election (9)

Walking down the street.

For some reason, the shape of the walking path is different for each person. There is no fair law in the world.

Someone’s path is peaceful and smooth, and looks like a forest path good for an outing.

A fragrant scent of flowers flows from the daffodils blooming on the roadside, and occasionally we exchange greetings with the elk or elk that pass by, humming to the sound of birds chirping… Suddenly, a stone rising on the side of the road hits our feet.

Then, he speaks timidly, clutching his numb toes. There have been trials in my life too. It was hard, but I overcame it. I succeeded because I overcame it.

So what was the future like for Clevius who raised his head?

The road filled with the smell of blood and rotting corpses is full of hungry wolves. There are no flowers on the roadside, just a foul-smelling gutter. The sun had long since disappeared under dark clouds, leaving only thick darkness on the stretch of road. Getting your feet hit by rocks is like an everyday occurrence, so when you take off your shoes, you see only calluses.

It seems obvious that even if you sprint for 100 days, you will die miserably on the street before you reach the end. That’s why the boy doesn’t even run in the first place.

There was definitely a time when I tried to run away with all my might. Most of the history was filled with failures.

“Huh…”

The first thing Clevius did while blocking the road in the falling rain was to stab himself in the shoulder.

– Phew!

– Pushuuk!

New blood flow flows through the body, which was already covered in blood. After clenching his teeth and enduring the pain for a while, Clevius stumbles to his feet, and his red eyes are revealed through his pressed bangs.

Elvira swallowed dryly at the creepy sight. The ‘blood sword technique’ was considered taboo in the Nortondale family and was not taught to anyone. Clevius, who was born with the destiny of a swordsman, learned it on his own without receiving any teachings from anyone.

With his back bent and his entire body relaxed, he looks like a living corpse. The blood lining the entire body is transformed by magical power and sticks to the sword’s face.

The only result left was kicking the ground. This is because the figure of Clevius had already disappeared, and only the marble floor, which had been completely lifted due to the strong impact, was still visible.

It is time to put aside the moral rule that prohibits murder. If you don’t attack with the intention of killing, you won’t even be an opponent.

The sword held by Clevius, which protruded like a spring, was already cutting off Lucy’s head.

– Kaang!

Of course, Carl did not advance until the end.

The knife that touched Lucy’s neck did not move as if it were blocked by a huge iron wall.

‘Basic’ defensive magic.

Despite its name, Foundation, when Lucy’s magic touches it, it becomes as strong as a huge iron wall.

Lucy just waved her arms. As he swats away Clevius as if he were trying to swat away a troublesome flying insect, his entire body flies away again.

Clevius, who was hit in a corner of the rose garden’s pavilion, kicked the ground and leaped again before the shock even subsided.

Clevious’s eerie eyes accurately capture Lucy’s magical power. Lucy’s fighting style of crushing enemies with an overwhelming amount of magical power is simplicity itself. As long as the pattern is familiar to the eye, Clevius, who uses agility beyond recognition, can easily avoid it.

However, Lucy’s magic patterns are so diverse that it is impossible to describe them all. I just don’t use it because it’s too bothersome.

Ed’s keepsake floating in the air is a large recurve bow. Dozens of magic arrows imprinted with all kinds of mid-level and high-level magic were loaded.

Clevius, who caught the direction of the magical power in that direction, twisted and deflected his body with agility that could not be considered human… but ended up getting hit directly by dozens of arrows imprinted with the mid-level fire magic ‘Flame Pillar’.

– Quaaaaaaaa!

– Grumble!

Dozens of pillars of fire rose to gigantic size. As if the rainy weather had something to do with it, the magnificent pillar of fire rose up and instantly engulfed Clevius.

“Kuh huh..!”

If he had been hit directly, he would have been fatally injured, but fortunately he rolled over and escaped to the outskirts of the rose garden before the magic was activated. Clevius gritted his teeth and pulled out the magical arrows lodged in his left shoulder and thigh.

The magic arrows that were pulled out were scattered into the air. However, the scars clearly remain. Clevius’ body was becoming covered with blood flowing from new wounds.

However, blood sword art is a taboo among taboos, using even the blood flowing from one’s own body as a new source of magical power.

As the wounds add up and become covered in blood, the magnitude of the magical power that bends the sword and body becomes grander.

However, even if he came to the brink of death, he would not even be able to reach the tip of his toes compared to Lucy’s magical power.

The overwhelming difference in power would be the same even if blood sword techniques were pushed to the limit.

– Hwiik.

Lucy raises her small hand. Open palms. It is so small and small that it feels like it will break at any moment.

But what will break will be the necks of those who let their guard down in front of the girl.

Just by squeezing your hand once, the magic power that covers the entire area gathers into one point.

– Quang!!

A point of fire magic explodes.

Clevius, who was hit completely directly, fell out, coughing up blood. The high-ranking lightning magic ‘Never’s Punishment’ is struck above it.

– Kwakwang! Kwagwagagagak!

Nothing more, nothing less, just the lightning itself. However, what is different is that it contains Lucy’s magical power, which boasts a magnificent amount.

Magical lightning that neutralized even the shell of the high-ranking fire spirit Tarkan with a single blow. Clevius, who finally came to his senses, took a defensive stance, but the attack was not at a level he could defend in the first place. I was able to shed it to some extent, but even with that alone, the accumulated damage to my body had already exceeded the limit.

Dealing with them even while using proper magic. For Lucy, this is the greatest respect she can show to her opponent.

For Lucy Mayril, most of her students are opponents who do not even need to use elemental magic to properly consider magic efficiency.

Most people die instantly without even being able to deal with the high-level magic that Lucy uses. However, Lucy had an intuition. The opponent will never die at this level.

Clevius jumped up again through the rising smoke. They don’t care about their school uniforms, which are practically tattered rags, or their bodies, which are so mangled that it would be quicker to find an unharmed area.

Clevius’s movements cannot be followed with the eye. However, his location can only be guessed by the bounce of debris from the floor or wall he passed through.

– Kaang!!

When Lucy, who had pinpointed his location, turned around and stretched out her hand, the sword was already touching the tip.

However, a huge defensive magic circle was blocking Lucy and Clevius.

-Kigigeek!

The blade trembles.

Clevious’s body was already at its limit.

Clevius gritted his teeth and pressed on the defenses with his sword. With the sound of teeth grinding, the barrier began to crack.

The face of the Sword Demon seen beyond the slowly cracking defenses.

The face already has a larger area covered with dark red blood than the skin color. Blood mixed with rainwater flows from the temple and between the eyebrows.

Even his eyes, burning with fighting spirit, are infinitely red, as if wondering what’s wrong with his battered body.

– Kaang!

Just like that, Lucy’s defense magic circle is destroyed. It was a sight that was hard to believe even when seen with one’s own eyes. Even though Lucy’s defensive magic circle was just made in an instant, it is capable of blocking even high-level magic.

– Paang! Crispy!

Perhaps that was the price, but the blade of the sword Clevius was holding was cut in half. However, even if the blade is only half intact, its sharpness remains.

– Get it!

Unbelievable chanting speed. Three shots of the mid-level freezing magic ‘Ice Spear’ plunge into the abdomen, but Clevius grits his teeth and cries out, refusing to change his posture.

The broken blade was stuck between Lucy’s eyes.

– Kaang!

Of course, you can’t get under that skin. This is because, separate from the defense magic circle, Lucy’s body surface is surrounded by ‘basic defense magic’.

In addition, the ‘Goddess of the Storm’ appears once in a certain period of time, so breaking through this alone is impossible no matter how you look at it.

“What the heck…!!! You monster…!!” -Clevius, who fell down due to the

shock

of God, stands up again. A student who was hit by a ‘time prison’ around him picks up the sword he dropped on the floor.

The drawn black blade is alive. The one handle I originally used was broken and cut in half, but I held it upside down in my left hand and used it for defense.

A warrior carrying one and a half swords worth of swords enters the range again. Even though the number of injuries has increased, there is no intention of slowing down.

Drops of blood flew everywhere I moved. The bleeding is accelerating, so much so that even just looking at the body can be described as bloody. It’s surprising how much blood there is in a person’s body.

The same goes for everyone who deals with Lucy.

When you close your eyes, the image that comes to mind is a huge Mount Tai.

Is this what a person feels when he faces the supremely towering Mount Tai holding a sword?

He was hit by four magic bullets and a lieutenant’s wind magic again and fell, but he got up like a zombie in the thick dust.

He is a blood-crazed berserker who has no concept of death. I knew that I had no chance of winning if I clashed further, but I wasn’t standing up again because I didn’t know that.

Memories of the day I stabbed my brother bloom again in my mind.

Even though everyone in the family regarded Clevius as a ghost and looked down on him, he was someone who acknowledged and affirmed him until the end.

In a fit of rage, he cut his brother to pieces and by the time he came to his senses, he had already driven the knife into his solar plexus.

The last words left by the older brother, who was holding the hand of the boy who barely came to his senses while gritting his teeth as he endured the excruciating pain… were still engraved in his memory.

– ‘Thank goodness it was me and not someone else you killed this time.’

How absurd it was that it was said to be a last will and testament that was left behind with so much blood flowing.

– ‘At least I can forgive you.’

– ‘So don’t feel too… guilty.’

The greatest swordsman, who was rumored to bring about a second heyday for the Nortondale family, died in vain. The will was just one word.

Rain hits the world fairly.

The gloomy sky looks the same no matter where you look up at it in the world.

The gloomy scene of raindrops blowing as if the battle in the rose garden was no different was the same everywhere on Aken Island.

For example, the same applies to the luxurious and stately windows of the royal family’s quarters.

Claire, who heard about the incident at Ofilis Hall from the academy headquarters, is relaying the news to Princess Fenia. Princess Fenia, who was sitting by the window looking up at the rain, changed her expression and left after hearing Claire’s report.

──Clevius, who got up from the thick smoke, screamed and leaped again. He gathers the remaining magic power of the blood sword technique and destroys Lucy’s defenses, but it is of little significance.

Lucy’s reflexes are also outside the normal range. Lucy lightly bowed down with her hat on and stabbed a couple of wind blades into Clevius’ body. New streams of blood flutter in the air.

The rain was falling evenly in the faculty building. Occasional lightning strikes can also startle people. For the first time in a while, it’s worth calling it a heavy rain.

Assistant Professor Claire, who was sitting in the undergraduate dormitory, narrowed her brows when she heard about what happened at Ofilis Hall.

Professor Flavin had gone out to the northern cliff area to conduct research. Looking at the rain falling outside the window, Assistant Professor Claire was lost in thought for a moment. Outside the window, spray of water was rising from the fountain in the student plaza in the professor building.

──Clevius rolls on the floor a few times, making a splash, then stands up again. With both arms holding the two swords crossed, he lowers his posture and delivers a sword strike so fast that it is not even visible to the eye.

A huge roar that did not seem like the impact of a sword rang out, and fragments of the marble floor flew out, centered on Lucy. A high-level technique among the Nortondale family’s unique magical sword techniques. It was an herbivore that caused a shock almost like an explosion. Naturally, Lucy takes no damage.

The rain is pounding on the windows in the Ofilis Hall hallway as well. The line of raindrops pushing against the luxurious window frames is impressive.

Ziggs, who had completely subdued Wade, quickly escaped through the hallway, taking Tanya with him. There were very few people in the hallway of the Ofilis Building, so there was silence.

If we can somehow get Tanya out of Ofilis Hall, we can somehow prevent the situation from escalating further than this. With that thought in mind, Ziggs quickly ran toward the hallway toward the back door, taking Tanya with him.

However, at the end of the hallway with rain hitting the window, a girl is seen standing still.

I was wondering if there were still students who hadn’t evacuated, so I checked the face and it looked familiar. She is also a student of this Ofilis building.

Lortel Kecheln.

The young merchant did not even evacuate and stood alone guarding the end of the hallway.

──Clevius’ attack was not over. Once again, he went out at a speed that exceeded human standards, kicking the huge marble fragments that floated around Lucy. The moment he catches Lucy’s back, he gathers all of his blood sword magic power and delivers a single blow.

Two ice spears flew at Lucy and stuck in his shoulder. He almost fell, but he clenched his teeth and struck Lucy’s defense magic circle again with the half-cut sword.

– Kaga River!

Lucy’s defense magic circle is shattered again due to a shock beyond imagination.

And this time it’s more than that.

Could it be that God was impressed by her efforts to constantly beat the defensive magic surrounding the surface of Lucy’s body, risking her life without fear of getting hurt?

-Kaang! Kaga River!

The sword in his right hand shattered into pieces, and although it was only for a moment, he succeeded in piercing all of Lucy’s defensive magic systems.

To begin with, it’s not a defensive magic that requires much effort at Lucy’s level. With Lucy’s incredible magic sensitivity, it only takes a split second to rebuild the entire defense system.

Is that… one hundredth of a second in time? Or is it less than that?

However, for a swordsman who lives in a fleeting moment, it was enough time to push the blade in.

There is no proper weapon. One was completely shattered and the other was cut in half.

However, no matter how rare the opponent is, a genius archmage… her physical ability is only that of a girl of that age.

Even though it may be imperfect, if a single sword strike is performed properly, it is a fatal blow.

-Woe!

“……Big…black…!”

Lucy’s pupils trembled greatly. The moment ends.

He stumbles and takes a few steps backwards, then grabs his shoulder tightly.

From the right shoulder of that small body to the center of the chest.

The gap in the thin red blood soon widened little by little, and the blood that flowed out began to wet Lucy’s clothes.

…Unfortunately, nothing like that was ever seen.

It was a very slight difference, but it was because Lucy’s defense was faster.

*

– Paang!!

Even the last remaining sword shattered into pieces. Clevious was hit by a magic bullet that Lucy reflexively fired and fell straight to the ground.

“Kuh… wow… x8…! Really… monster…!”

Clevius, who was completely injured and stuck in the center of the rose garden… looked covered in blood and gritted his teeth to somehow give strength to his legs.

However, his physical condition had already reached its limit a long time ago. My legs no longer listened to me.

Lucy… was groping her shoulder with startled eyes for a moment.

It was only a fleeting moment, but the possibility of what might have happened flashed before my eyes like an illusion.

For a moment, I almost got cut for real.

Clevius, who risked his life and used blood sword techniques to the limit, exceeded Lucy’s magic reaction speed even though it was only for a short period of time.

Of course… you cannot win a duel just by having a ‘very brief’ speed advantage. All other factors are being pushed aside. It is not a variable that can overturn the gap in overwhelming ability.

However, the sword strikes of a person who has even put his own life as collateral conveys a noble spirit that cannot be measured by skill alone. Berserkers who are possessed by blood… Even when faced with those who are superior to their abilities, there are those who cut off their heads with just a single tenacity.

It’s just that the gap between Lucy and Clevius was not something that could be resolved with such mental theory.

It was only a moment, but I could have really died.

That bloody feeling of walking on the tip of a sword is not something that Lucy, who has lived her entire life as a strong person, can ever get used to.

Lucy quickly calmed down her trembling pupils and looked down at Clevius again.

“Yi… profit…! Sii…. Paal….!!!”

Clevius tried to raise his body, which was no longer listening, but he had to struggle with just one arm to support it.

Eventually, Lucy, without a single scratch on her body, trudges over. I looked down at Clevius, who was completely helpless, and gathered magical energy into my hands.

Clevius just relaxed his body.

I knew it would end up like this in the end. I don’t even understand why they gritted their teeth and blocked it so that they could enjoy wealth and fame.

Clevious put everything down and quietly closed his eyes.

I can’t believe that after surviving so pathetically, the end that I met was something like this. It’s ugly and stupid until the end.

With that in mind, he came this far… and was finally able to let go of everything…

– Woe! Pop!

At that time, what flew in and stuck was an arrow.

An arrow made of magical energy… creates a huge puddle of water in an instant. The middle-ranking water spirit and ferocious beast ‘Lecia the Lioness’ jumps out from within, blocking the gap between Clevius and Lucy.

The sight of the mid-level water spirit roaring and making noises is scary to look at.

In an incomprehensible situation, Clevius and Elvira, who was barely conscious in the corner, looked in the direction from which the arrow had come.

At the entrance to the rainy rose garden, there stood a man holding a bow similar to the recurve bow that Lucy was holding.

He was wearing a much larger robe with his back covered. The robe was so old and worn that the hem of the robe was wide open in a zigzag pattern.

It looked like a ghost that had died and came back to life, so everyone had no choice but to swallow their dry saliva.