Chapter 234
Chapter 234
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 234
Chapter Title: Reincarnated as the Plum Blossom Sword Master in the Count's Family
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“Sssup.”
I drew in a deep breath and tensed my muscles. Lowering my stance as if lying flat on the ground, I swung my sword in a wide semicircle.
A clean red line traced through the air sliced across their bodies.
“Thunderbolt.”
A beat later, red lightning shot out in all directions, burrowing into their wounds. The beasts shuddered wordlessly before collapsing to the floor.
Beasts have even more stubborn life force than monsters, so I’d better make sure they’re dead.
I plunged my sword into each of their necks once, then bolted for the library. A few forearm monkeys leaped out, but they were nothing more than fresh fodder for my blade.
Habis swung the staff in his hand. Four thick ice spears shot straight ahead, piercing the heads of four beasts.
“Professor Priscilla…! Isn’t there any way?! Too many beasts are pouring out! At this rate, the academy’s in danger!”
Priscilla stood with her arms crossed. Even as hostility poured her way, her blue eyes stayed fixed on the mana stone gate.
“Professor Priscilla!”
“……Shut up, Dean. Can’t you see I’m busy right now?”
“Busy with what?! You’re just standing there!”
“……”
Priscilla narrowed her eyes at Habis.
Habis startled at her gaze and took a step back. In that moment, the emergency made him recall what he’d forgotten: Priscilla’s true nature. An Ancient Blue Dragon who could wipe out a whole city on a whim. That was Priscilla.
“Dean. This is a rare opportunity.”
“…Opportunity? What are you talking about? Does it have something to do with… that stone spewing mana?”
“That’s a mana stone gate. I need to observe how it works.”
“……Surely you didn’t come to our academy because of that?”
Priscilla turned her gaze back to the mana stone gate and nodded.
“Correct.”
“What the hell even is it?!”
“……A few months ago, it first appeared on Mlroboad Island. Red found it. But we were too late.”
“Too late how?”
“The island was already demonizing. Red called us in, but we decided destroying it took priority over observation. Leaving it would’ve let a high-rank demon emerge, so we had no choice but to smash it fast.”
“Demonization…!!”
“The problem came after destruction. A massive explosion wiped out half the island into sand.”
“……I don’t know Mlroboad Island. How powerful was the blast exactly?”
“Enough to obliterate not just the academy, but the whole city.”
“This is insane!”
Habis whipped his head forward. There, a professor hovered in the air, attacking the mana stone gate.
“Destroy this stone, and no more beasts will come out!”
He shouted as he cast his spell.
“Professor Nerik! Stop right now!”
Habis bellowed, veins bulging in his neck, but Nerik’s magic was already active.
Behind Nerik’s back loomed a massive serpent of flame, jaws wide.
Flame Snake. Top-tier in raw attack power.
Habis’s face went pale. Too late to intervene. The fiery serpent lunged at the mana stone gate.
Boom!
The Flame Snake exploded, shockwaves rippling outward.
But the mana stone gate stood unscathed. Not a single crack.
“I-It’s fine…”
“To shatter that, you need an Aura Blade or Hellfire-level magic.”
In other words, an Aura Blade user or an Archmage’s spell.
“If you and I just sit here, it won’t explode. …But beasts keep coming. Isn’t there a way?”
“……”
There were plenty of ways.
Destroy the gate and contain the blast with magic, smash it somewhere the explosion didn’t matter, or seal it with a spell.
Grand Archmage Priscilla had options galore.
“Professor Priscilla… Say something!”
“I told you, I need to observe.”
“Lives are at stake! I’ll kneel if you want, just help us!”
“I have no interest in your creaky old knees.”
“Do you have to observe it right now? We could seal it with a barrier for a bit! And the demon who left this gate here—are we just letting it go?! Wouldn’t catching and interrogating that demon be faster than watching the gate?!”
“Lost it.”
“……What?”
“Got careless. It summoned the gate and bolted. At least high-rank demon with spatial powers.”
“High-rank… Isn’t that the worst?”
“The contractor draws power through the demon.”
“A demon contractor was here?! Do you know who?”
“One professor’s missing, isn’t there?”
Habis scanned the area quickly.
Sure enough, one professor was absent.
“P-Professor Bezel’s gone… She was the contractor…”
Habis felt an urge to tear his hair out.
To him, Bezel was a special female professor. They’d met secretly two or three times a month, bodies entwined. Even stripped bare in the historic dean’s office, lost in ecstasy.
“How many times do I have to say shut up?”
Habis flinched. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. Thinking back, he’d been awfully rude to Priscilla. If she weren’t one of the more rational, merciful Blue Dragons, his head would be rolling already.
“S-Sorry…”
“Enough. Don’t talk to me anymore…”
“…What’s wrong?”
“……”
Priscilla glared toward the library. She sensed the vanished demon’s aura again. And the cocky silver-haired maid’s presence with it.
…I see. The grimoire was the goal.
Now that she knew, she couldn’t let the demon roam free.
Priscilla extended her hand toward the mana stone gate and murmured.
“Ten-Directional Glacier Prison.”
Ten blue magic circles bloomed around the mana stone gate at once.
Habis swallowed hard. Even as an Archmage, he could barely grasp parts of it. Understanding that seal would take years of study.
The ominous gate, spewing beasts, was sealed. No more beasts emerged, and the surrounding corruption halted.
“I’ll be right back. Watch the mana stone gate. Touch it, and you’re dead.”
“Y-Yes, sir.”
The sight that greeted me at the library was Yuria locked in combat with Professor Bezel.
They fought so fiercely that one wall had crumbled, torn book pages fluttering through the air. They seemed like people from another world entirely, far beyond me.
Professor Bezel…! That bitch is the one I fucked in line at the burger joint!
Her light brown hair whipped in the wind, black eyes gleaming with murderous intent.
Bezel was nearly naked. Her top torn to expose perky C-cup breasts, bottoms ripped enough to reveal light brown pubic hair. Minor scratches covered her, but no life-threatening wounds.
Yuria, facing her, was also roughed up. Her maid outfit torn in places. But far better off than Bezel.
Bezel. That magic circle on her sole…
A white-glowing magic circle etched on Bezel’s left sole. Proof of a demon contract. Contractors bore such marks somewhere on their body.
“Haa~. Getting tired~. Why’s a girl like you playing maid? No pride?”
“……”
“Yeah, yeah. No reason to answer me, right?”
Bezel wiggled her palm. Three black magic circles formed instantly, firing purple beams at Yuria.
Yuria’s body sank into the ground’s shadow. The shadow raced toward Bezel at high speed.
“Tch. That spell’s such a pain!”
Bezel leaped into the air to evade. Yuria burst from the shadow, dagger swinging at her.
The dagger grazed Bezel’s thigh.
“Kyaa!”
A scream laced with playfulness.
“Ow~. Blood on my thigh. If it scars, you’re taking responsibility?”
“Yes. I’ll take responsibility and bury you in the ground.”
Yuria swung her dagger. Crackle. Sword energy infused with lightning arced toward Bezel. A translucent barrier appeared before Bezel, blocking it.
“Heh.”
Bezel flicked her fingers. Boom! An explosion rocked Yuria’s spot. But Yuria used the blast’s force to propel toward Bezel.
Boom! Crash! Screeech!
Explosions, beams, sword energy, lightning—total chaos.
……This is way beyond me jumping in.
Honestly, without Moment, I wouldn’t last thirty seconds. Maybe helping Yuria means bailing now. She seemed to have the edge.
Wait. That’s…
A collapsed bookshelf revealed a gaping hole to the basement. Shelves visible below.
Wide open like this, the barrier must be down… Sneak in and grab the grimoire?
Bezel and Yuria were too focused on each other. Seemed possible.
I started creeping forward stealthily.
“Oh, come on. Maid and master, both so annoying~.”
Bezel fired a beam at me. I dodged sideways with Moment in shock.
“You knew…!”
“Of course. I’ve been watching you two for a while now?”
Yuria appeared behind Bezel, dagger flashing. Bezel vanished, reappearing behind me to grab my shoulder.
“Gotcha! Now that girl will quiet down… Kyaaaa?!”
Crackle-crackle!
Blue lightning burst from my body, zapping Bezel. She recoiled in surprise, widening the gap.
“Master! Retreat for now! That woman’s demon is no ordinary one!”
I tried to flee at Yuria’s words, but my legs wouldn’t move. Bezel must’ve done something to them.
Then a new figure entered the library. A tall beauty with long blue hair: Priscilla.
“Ha, to think you were really here at the academy. Shameful as a dragon. I’ll wash away this disgrace by killing you.”
Dozens of magic circles bloomed before Priscilla.
“Haa…. This wasn’t my original plan… Where did it all go wrong?”
Bezel sighed and waved her hand.
My body floated into the air, hurtling toward Priscilla. She didn’t stop her circles. Sharp ice spikes emerged slowly from them. Even if it killed me, she’d strike Bezel.
You crazy bitch!
I switched plans. Dodge vitals, play dead, then use Complete Recovery to heal and escape when the chance came.
But a black hole appeared between Priscilla and me. Like a mini black hole, it pulled us both in. My consciousness got sucked toward it.
“Master!!”
Meow.
Behind Yuria’s desperate cry, I thought I heard a cat meow.
“Master!!”
Yuria desperately reached for Yu-jin, but missed by a hair. Instead, she clutched his clothes.
Priscilla vanished the same way, leaving her garments behind. The dozens of magic circles she’d deployed shattered like snowflakes.
Meow.
Yuria glared at Bezel, biting her lip until it bled.
Bezel sweated profusely, forcing a smile. On her left foot sat a black cat with three eyes—including one in the center of its forehead—swishing its tail.
Yuria sensed thick demonic mana from the cat.
“Where did you send my master?”
Bezel flinched involuntarily at Yuria’s blue eyes.
“……Don’t glare like that. Really…, it’s hard to even breathe.”
Bezel rubbed her goosebumped arms with trembling hands. The chills wouldn’t subside.
“Answer.”