Academy’s Pure Love Dark Knight - Chapter 13

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◈ Academy’s Pure Love Dark Knight

Chapter 13

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Episode 13. As expected, a world where only I lack mana is wrong.

Episode 13. As expected, a world where only I lack mana is wrong.

The classroom had a large cross in the middle of the wall.

A place like a cathedral with stained glass.

It was the venue for today's last lecture, <Understanding Divine Power>. Around the podium, four stone statues were placed in sequence.

"Hello, my little lambs."

A short-haired nun with golden hair opened the front door and walked in.

A steady clacking sound. She was wearing shoes.

"I am Beatrice. I'm teaching the Divine Power Studies lecture for the first time this semester."

Another person I'd never seen before. Her eyes were slit, so her eye color couldn't be confirmed, but

wearing a black nun's habit, it was clear she wasn't the person I was looking for. Is she really not at this Academy?

'I thought I'd be able to find her if I took this class.'

I looked around. There was still no one with wolf ears.

All around me were the clueless Hero, the tsundere elf, and the taciturn Glass Knight.

The Crown Prince does have wolf ears, but in my game memories, that's common for beastkin.

..At any rate, it's definitely not that guy. I probably wouldn't believe it even if dirt got in my eyes.

"..What are you doing?"

"Nothing at all."

His senses are really sharp.

Even with just a slight glance, he immediately looked my way. As expected of a descendant of the Ten Greats, is it genetic?

"My little lambs. What do you all think Divine Power is the power of?"

"Isn't it faith in the gods? Like Tardun or.. Akasa?"

Ariel answered boldly, but the slit-eyed nun didn't even flinch.

"Incorrect. Let me show you an example."

Immediately after, the professor brought something out from behind. A moving creature the size of a watermelon.

'Oh, that's that thing.'

Feeling something strange, I leaned forward.

"..It's a Fox Slime?"

"Why did she suddenly bring out a 1-star monster?"

"Strange."

What did a monster have to do with a Divine Power class? The four of us felt that something was wrong. In the nun's arms, the slime was curving its eyes, smiling.

'<Knight Heart Trilogy>'s mascot.'

A slime with fox ears and a tail. A harmless monster that likes people. A cute fox-like monster with various facial expressions.

It was one of the Nameless Saintess's favorite things.

After placing the slime far away, she walked back to the podium.

"Divine Power is not a power born from believing in gods. If it were, such a thing wouldn't be allowed."

A glowing bow and arrow materialized in Beatrice's hands, then began to aim at the Fox Slime she had placed far away.

The poor monster was trembling. Her actions, unthinkable for a professor, made me gasp.

"Huh..?"

"What's that? Licht, what am I seeing?"

"Ha. Really.."

"What's going on? Is she actually going to shoot it?"

The murmuring atmosphere of the classroom and the cold air sent chills around.

In this suddenly precarious situation, past memories flashed through my mind.

[Did you know? Fox Slimes are most afraid of being attacked by humans. They're so cute. It's sad.]

I remembered what she had said when I gave her a large Fox Slime doll as a gift. A sense of unease settled upon me.

'Damn it.'

Not all monsters in this game are bad. The Platinum Wolf said so.

My body reacted first.

Third Form.

Wing Flow.

I immediately darted out and deflected the arrow, which had been imbued with divine power. The concentrated projectile of light dug into the floor, and as I watched, something strange tingled at my fingertips.

"Oh dear, this is quite unexpected. To think four students would step in. These freshmen have many capable individuals."

Beatrice chuckled softly, as if she had no intention of harming anyone.

"I believe there are separate training slimes, Professor."

Lowering my sword, I felt a sense of doubt at her words. The actual impact force was indeed a bit weak. As if the trajectory was aimed right in front of the slime's paw.

It seemed she had anticipated such a thing would happen.

"Of course, didn't I? But I wanted to see your humanity."

I was speechless. Was this why she did such a thing? You really can't trust characters with slit eyes.

Wait, but she said four?

'..? Why is there a glass wall in front?'

I felt bewildered seeing a large, mirror-like object that hadn't been there a moment ago.

"That was too much."

Golden eyes gleamed, and another knight blocked the slime. It was Mardol. My favorability towards the Crown Prince rose.

"This teaching method is wrong!"

"That's too much. They're just monsters that like people. People even keep them as pets..."

Kainel and Ariel stood behind me. The slime was already held in the red-haired mage's arms. Unlike before, it seemed to have calmed down a bit.

"My eyes weren't mistaken."

Clap, clap.

Just then, the sound of applause was heard.

"Excellent. Kainel, Ariel. Mardol, Licht.. Well done."

The professor praised the four figures who had blocked her. Her eyes remained the same, and her lips curled into a forced smile, sending a slight chill down my spine.

"I believe that this kind of humanity, rather than being good at healing, is a fundamental quality of heroes. You did well."

She's a bit twisted, isn't she? Did she roll around on a battlefield, like Dennis?

I glared at Beatrice, who approached Ariel without the slightest change in expression.

She stood before The Mage of Flames.

"Divine Power is the manifestation of rational desire. That's why, more than anything, I wanted to test your hearts."

"Wh-what are you going to do now?!"

"Don't be scared. I wasn't aiming for this slime from the start."

She gently stroked the Fox Slime, then brought her hands together to pray. A halo of light gathered again, then descended onto the slime like snow.

The slime, which had flinched slightly, regained its vitality and was bouncing around on the floor. No longer afraid, the monster left the mage's arms.

"Because most people who believe in gods are high-ranking clergy or priests, this kind of prejudice often arises."

The sound of her shoes echoed again as she returned to the podium and continued speaking.

"There are also many people who commit evil deeds in their name. I told you this to warn you all, so please don't misunderstand."

The nun smiled faintly.

"Because experiencing it directly is better than a few words."

She's probably referring to the villainous cults that appear. So they exist in this timeline too. I sighed.

"Today, let's learn the Prayer of Healing that you just witnessed."

No, this class isn't ending quickly. Why is it a full lecture? Past memories vaguely resurfaced. The first orientation in university life was supposed to be a promise (of a short class).

"The easy way is to recall your most intense desire. If you don't have one, you can pray to a god."

And the short-haired professor clasped her hands together again.

If I knew her last name, I'd know what role she played in <Knight Heart> or <Black Heart>. Such a unique character wouldn't fail to reappear.

But this is the past. There's a lot of information I don't know yet.

'I can't be sure yet.'

Since Mardol hasn't triggered a rival event, I need to think more carefully.

Our group returned to our seats.

This was because Beatrice nodded slightly, as if to say she wouldn't cause any more trouble.

We began to pray.

Oh, I wonder if this can raise Ariel and Kainel's romance level too.

"Ariel."

"Licht, do you want to burn? Shall I incinerate you?"

"No. I apologize."

Ugh, a failure.

She must have been quite troubled by yesterday's events. After all, her childhood friend got a piggyback ride, so it's understandable. I changed my target.

"Kainel."

"Well, why don't you just think about that white-haired person?"

"Let's stop. I.. I give up.."

This side didn't work either. Even the clueless Yellow Dog couldn't pull out an option. I was counter-attacked and hung my head.

"White hair?"

"..."

The Crown Prince heard it too. Kainel, I'll deal with you later. If he mistakenly gets a love line with the Saintess, that would be bad.

If she enters a harem route, she'll be pitifully abandoned. A supporting character has no chance against the other heroines.

Event CGs or fully-voiced videos for other heroines with full power? The Platinum Wolf wasn't given any of that.

At least she should be with someone who only looks at her.

'I'm screwed.'

I sighed deeply, closed my eyes, and clasped my hands together. Hoping that even without mana, I might have divine power, I focused on learning the Prayer of Healing.

Because no one could match me in terms of singular desire.

***

Phine repeatedly tilted her head, watching Licht. He couldn't see her due to the time difference from closing his eyes, but.

'If it's white hair..'

No matter how she thought about it, it was the color of her own hair. She looked down at her armor.

An imperial custom-made item that defends against all magic. A masterpiece-grade equipment wouldn't be pierced.

'Could he also have good eyes like me?'

Even just now, his instantaneous judgment was superior to hers. The thought that he might be stronger than her made her clench her fists.

'Or an item of the same masterpiece grade, how interesting.'

She gazed at the Black Knight's black helmet. Her wolf ears moved inside her helmet, and she focused on the man's muttering voice as he squeezed his eyes shut.

A slightly thick and low voice.

"Please.. let me protect her this time."

His desperate demeanor ignited a strong curiosity within her. Her tail wagged a little inside her armor.

In a spontaneous reaction, Phine turned her head to avoid being noticed.

'The stance I saw earlier.. was it for defense?'

She replayed the image she had just seen with her own two eyes in her mind.

Swordsmanship created to catch dragons flying in the air.

It could definitely fill the gaps in her own abilities.

'Even if you're my brother's daughter, no!! You have too much mana, it's better for you to use magic!'

She recalled being rejected when she sought to learn from Drake as a child.

His hearty laughter. His sly smile remained strongly in her mind.

"Student Mardol? Aren't you going to pray?"