An Angel Lives in the Academy -
Chapter 160: The Angel Who Crossdresses (10)
However, confession isn't something that come easily. People tend to avoid confessing, rather than readily admitting their wrongdoings.
And that was also true for the Fallen Hero.
Her blue eyes wavered.
The Fallen Hero Lisera's eyes were shaking.
“My sister is dead? What are you talking about?”
“There’s no point hiding it now anymore.”
Purity doesn’t exist in this world. Even an angel, after falling to earth, would become tainted in grey by the world.
There’s no way something so pure and innocent could remain in such a dark world.
‘Then how could Lucera, the Fallen Hero’s younger sister, possess such a pure karma?’
There was only one answer.‘Because she doesn’t belong to this world. In other words, she’s no longer of this world.’
Leffrey steeled his resolve,
He looked up at the Fallen Hero, and said.
“I’m an angel. And an angel can see through lies.”
Of course, he had no such Angelic Ability. But the Demon King wouldn't have told her that much.
“…”
Lisera's hands trembled slightly at those words, she took a step back with her head lowered.
“Yes, angel-nim. You're right.”
“Then tell me why.”
“I won’t tell you.”
And the boy felt her hatred.
Hatred towards angels.
Those eyes burning with unmistakable hatred.
The transparent eyes of someone who despised Heaven.
“Fuuu…”
Leffrey, the Cowardly Angel, couldn’t help but sigh at those terrifying eyes.
‘…Why would she side with the Fallen Archangel if she hates angels so much?’
As Leffrey’s curiosity grew, Lisera, as if unwilling to speak any further, firmly closed her mouth and began to cut her wrist.
And blood flowed down her palm.
“Don’t tell me…?”
And using that blood, she began to draw some kind of magic circle. The identity of the magic circle that Lisera was silently drawing was…
‘It's a teleportation magic circle. Probably one that leads outside the sanctuary. And there are many hell gates that connect to the demon world in the other world...’
Leffrey was an expert in magic.
Although he was a complete ignoramus who didn't know the basics of magic until before entering the academy, with Professor Klein’s lessons and the development of his Klein-style Magic through Angelic Power…
The boy’s skill was now at a level that surpassed even the graduating class of the other superhuman academies’ magic specialization program.
Anyway, this was the conclusion he reached with his incredible magic skills.
‘I’m screwed.’
Leffrey, his vision darkening, calmly looked at the red magic circle that Lisera was drawing.
‘She’s adding a lot of concealment-related spells. Probably to hide it from St. Lucia Academy’s surveillance system and my heroes' detection.’
Then it meant he still had some time left.
Just a little.
‘I don't have any strength left in my body, and it hurts all over, and I barely have any Angelic Power left.’
There was no way for him to resist.
At this rate, Leffrey would have no choice but to take a trip to the demon world.
‘Still, if I can just buy a little more time somehow…!’
If he could just buy a little more time, would the three girls come and rescue him?
But aren't the three girls currently investigating all the students who had been making large donations? And hasn't that information been broken down by the Fallen Hero and Demon King long ago?
‘But still…’
You never know.
Maybe.
“Do you really believe the demon king’s promise? How foolish.”
So Leffrey decided to throw out whatever words he could.
‘It's not like I can do anything else but run my mouth right now.’
Then he should do just that.
Leffrey, the Motor Mouth Angel, activated.
“You know that the demon king hates humans, right? Do you think he would keep a promise he made to you, a human? I don’t think so.”
Pause- Lisera, who had been drawing the magic circle in one fluid motion, looked at Leffrey with a blank expression.
Her expression seemed to be saying that she had a lot she wanted to say. Although she was maintaining her poker face, her slightly trembling lips betrayed her.
‘It’s working.’
He could only roughly guess.
Why would a Fallen Hero who hated Heaven help the Demon King? It’s because the Demon King had promised her ‘something.’
And what could the Demon King have promised her? Surely, it must be something only the demon king could offer.
‘If I had to guess, he probably promised to bring back Lucera.’
So he had to know.
Why this girl, Lucera, closed her eyes.
“I can help you.”
Leffrey continued slowly.
“I’m an angel who protects people. I’m different from the demon king who’s trying to destroy humanity. I don’t lie.”
The boy said once again.
“…So I can help you.”
Gulp—A nervous swallow.
Leffrey, with a determined expression, reached out his hand towards Lisera.
‘I'm being very serious right now…!’
Leffrey appealed to her silently. Although because of his crossdressing, he looked like a cute girl trying to act like an adult.
“My mind won't change because of empty words like that.”
But Leffrey continued to look at Lisera.
This girl who resembled his roommate.
Lisera, the Fallen Hero.
Her hand momentarily stopped, then Lisera, acting as if nothing was wrong, began to speak of her past.
“…Shall I tell you a bit about my past? Perhaps that will change your mind somewhat, Angel-nim.”
Thus began Lisera’s confession.
* * *
There was a religion in the other world.
A religion that was very similar to the one in the human world.
There was Heaven that created this world, and that Heaven demanded purity and imposed various laws upon humanity.
But unlike the human world, where the authority of Heaven had waned after the Industrial Revolution, religion still held immense power in the other world.
A law common to both the human world and the other world.
Protect your purity.
Kill those who have lost their purity.
Why was such a law representing Heaven.
Without any chance to ask such questions, countless girls in the other world died in the name of this law.
Lisera and Lucera. The name of the country where those two girls lived was the Holy Kingdom.
A place that valued Heaven's law above all else.
Their parents also believed that.
And Lisera was a girl who worshipped Heaven's law, no less devout than a saint.
And…
“Sister.”
Lucera, the Fallen Hero’s younger sister, mumbled those words. In a weak voice. A voice that lacked air.
Pain that felt like it would tear apart her entire body,
…struck Lisera.
Hell…
“It's too much, because of this.”
It was called dishonor. Both her father and mother were high-ranking nobles. Although it was forced upon, the fact that having one's body's purity broken by being raped by another.
Then to protect their honor,
They had no choice but to kill their daughter, who had been raped.
Lucera and Lisera were incredibly close. They were more than just sisters.
But there was no other way to protect their honor.
To protect the honor of their family, they had to kill Lucera, who had lost her purity.
While the rapist lived freely, boasting, the victim, who had no way of resisting, was blamed for everything. That was justice, that is what they called justice.
That was Heaven's law.
That was honor.
Lisera simply wept, tears streaming down her face.
“Please don't be sad.”
To kill another is a sin.
But suicide is an even greater sin.
A law of suffering, common to both the human world and the other world.
“I don’t want you to go to hell.”
That blue light. What did Lucera shout upon seeing that chilling blade?
What kind of courage must she had,
To stab herself in the neck.
“Gasp.”
The sound of air escaping her lungs.
Truly the sound of hell.
“Haa, haa, If I’m the only one… who goes to hell… then that’s… enough.”
The girl, squeezing out her last words,
Lucera said to her sister,
“Sister, I hope… you go to heaven…”
At that moment, Lisera, the Fallen Hero, fell into hell.
She cried out for the salvation of her sister while feeling eternal pain and despair.
But only the pure can go to Heaven.
And those who have lost their purity are doomed to fall into hell.
That was Heaven's justice, the one Lisera had been taught to believe.
Pain.
That pain that comes just from thinking about it.
The pain that haunted her every waking moment, from the moment she opened her eyes to when she ate, studied, and then, finally, went to bed.
‘Sister, I hope… you go to heaven…’
‘Purity can never be restored. As Thomas Aquinas, the theologian of the other world, once said, even Heaven itself cannot restore that which was once pure…’
‘What? Wasn't her family fallen?’
‘No, they say they killed that whore and protected their honor. That much is fortunate.’
Lucera's smile that seemed about to break.
She drew it every day, afraid that she would forget.
That good girl has fallen into hell and suffering? Just because she lost her purity?
That smile that appeared once more…
Because she killed herself to protect me?
Please.
Please.
Just please.
‘Those who commit suicide, regardless of their status, will fall into hell.’
‘That is the absolute law of Heaven.’
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Only pain.
Just…
Please save her. Please don’t let her fall into hell. Please don’t let others insult her. Please, I want to see her again.
The soul of her most precious sister, burning in hell.
During Theology class, the image of hell, conjured by magic.
From that moment on, Lisera understood what hell truly was.
‘Sister, I hope… you go to heaven…’
Those who commit suicide fall into hell. And Lisera couldn’t even kill herself.
Even though she wanted to end her life right here, right now,
Because of Heaven’s ignorant rule, because of Heaven’s utterly cruel law.
Lisera was doomed to eternally suffer in hell.
‘I hate this world so much.’
That was the moment the ‘fall’ began.
Lisera, who had worshipped Heaven more than anyone else, began to spew hatred toward the world.
Why should her sister have to burn?
Was losing her purity such a grave sin?
Why?
‘Dirty bitch.’
‘Good riddance.’
‘Sinners like that should all burn in hell.’
The mockery of the true sinners.
The soul of her precious sister, burning.
“I want to die.”
Karma surged. The demon king, smiling in the darkness.
That being who would put the final period on this too-dark world.
“I don't want to live anymore...!”
Yes.
That was when the fall began.
Lisera, from that moment on, began to hear the whispers of the being called the Demon King.
The voice of the one who ruled fallen, the master of hell.
“Do you want to save that child?”
Such a sweet voice.
“Then turn this entire world into hell.”
Such a seductive voice.
“Then that child can escape from this hell. If everyone sins, then only those who have sinned less will be able to reach Heaven.”
The voice that Lisera, who once worshipped Heaven more than anyone else, finally submitted to.
An angel who heard this story,
Could only shed tears.
“This story…”
Why was Leffrey crying.
No one knows.
Who could truly understand an angel’s heart.
“This story is too sad.”
Leffrey reached out his hand to Lisera once more.
However.
Lisera swatted his hand away.
“Don’t call me fallen.”
The blue-haired girl's face twisted.
Lisera’s voice trembled.
“If purity is justice, if it is the truth…!”
The girl’s almost scream like cry.
“Then I will rightfully become the one who defies that truth. That's why I'm the Fallen Hero.”
She declared to the last angel.
“By corrupting you, I will drag this world into darkness and save my sister’s soul, trapped in hell.”
“You'll corrupt me? But I'm an angel?”
“A mere angel under the archangel's prophecy. You can’t deceive the archangel's eyes.”
Leffrey couldn't answer.
He simply.
“Do you know?”
Leffrey rummaged through his clothes.
“That the hand is faster than the eye?”
That’s right.
Leffrey had drawn a total of six cards.
While five were diamond cards…
The remaining one was the card itself that deceived the Demon King.
Why was Leffrey so severely injured?
Why had he lost all of his Angelic Power?
It was all a consequence of Leffrey’s recklessness.
Two consecutive fate manipulations.
Those five diamond cards were all a deception.
The true fate manipulation begins now.
“Have you ever heard of bottom dealing?”
Thus, Leffrey’s last fate manipulation card was activated.
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