I Became the Demon Grand Duke in the Academy - Chapter 172



172 – Finding the Saint of the Academy – 4

Things like small earrings and earrings in the shape of a skull.

Everyone’s eyes gather in one place at the very characteristic guy’s explanation.

“Gregory-sama…! A bunch of earrings and skull earrings…”

The decisive testimony emerges from the image space. The divine power of the angels should tingle, but honestly, this level of pain is just annoying. I was able to be patient enough.

“Yeah… No matter how much I think about it, I think there’s only one person.”

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Going to the academy

Sing requiem to the souls with sacred songs

A woman with a lot of piercings.

As far as we know, there was only one such person.

“Tequila. When did you get that piercing?”

Tequila Croft.

In fact, we knew nothing about her origins or family.

It was just because he was a child who got close to Rosé naturally.

“No way… are you saying that I am a saint?

“Yeah, I agree with you that you’re confused too. But can you take those piercings off for us?”

Tequila listening to my story and silently caressing her own ear full of piercings.

“……These piercings were made by my mother when I was young. I was told never to take them off because removing them could cause new skin to appear. When I was young, I couldn’t even imagine the pain of having my skin pierced, so I just nodded my head and promised not to take them out.”

I can feel the trembling in Tequila’s voice as she speaks.

“Then my mother passed away from illness. And from then on, the piercings were the last things I remembered about my mother. I didn’t want to leave out these piercings that my mother put on herself.”

but. and she continues.

“Seriously, if these are things that suppress the divine power, as you said, if you must remove them to find the saintess, then I will remove the piercings for you. You are my precious friends to that extent.”

Slowly, she brings her hands to her ears.

“Wait. I think I need to bite some angels before that.”

Take Tequila by the hand and quietly whisper to Rafael.

“There’s nothing good about this being spread all over the place.”

As if understanding what I meant, Raphael nodded and looked at the angels.

“Disbanded! Whether everything goes back to their summoner or whatever. Anyway, the angels don’t even have information about the saintess… This Raphael is very disappointed. Disbanded! Go! Go!”

Angels rush out of the auditorium at Raphael’s words.

So, only our party remained in the auditorium.

“……Tequila. Can you do it?”

“Yes. I can.”

Tequila covering his ears with both hands.

Tequila, who has always been expressionless, tries to overcome her fear by closing her eyes tightly.

Two trembling hands. Seeing Tequila like that, Rosé went behind her and put her hands on both shoulders.

“Don’t be nervous. Tequila. I’m here.”

did it work? Tequila’s hands trembled slowly.

Finally, as her hand pulled out one of the piercings in her ear.

Cheer.

The skin started to itch.

“under.”

I just pulled out a piercing smaller than the size of a finger, but my skin is shaking.

Even more powerful level of divine power than the angels who had just filled the auditorium.

Tequila herself must have felt the divine power as well, and her eyes were very wide.

“This… what the hell… what…”

“……It seems to fit. Tequila. You can put it back on now.”

“……yes.”

Tequila, who had been absentmindedly listening to my voice, shook her head several times and put the piercing back on, as if she had come to her senses.

“……The effect of the piercing is beyond imagination. Raphael. What do you think?”

At least Raphael, who had the most knowledge of divine power, would know something. She rested her chin on her chin, thinking hard about something.

“How did you become a Necromancer with such divine power? No, is the premise different from the beginning?”

Saying that, she stroked Tequila’s hair.

“Somehow. It was strange. Usually Necromancers are disgusted just by being near them, but this kid wasn’t like that. And this Death Knight. This one is also strange. Usually other Death Knights get sick when they’re with me? But , That guy doesn’t hurt that much either.”

And it seems like he finally knows. Raphael nodded.

“Anyway, Tequila seems to be a saint. But, I still can’t figure out why Tequila’s parents tried to seal the divine power by wearing a lot of piercings like this. Why the hell…?”

“…she knows that.”

The sword of the Holy Church. Ukel.

She would have been able to explain the situation.

***

We asked Priscilla to bring Eukel to Levinport’s office, and then stormed into Levinport’s office.

“Vice-chancellor. What to say… Scarlett?”

“Ah, you’re here, Prince Gregory.”

“What are you doing here?”

“……? Didn’t you ask for it? Give me a clue about the saintess.”

As she said that, she pointed to a glass bottle on the table.

“So, I’ve been looking for evidence.”

“Evidence…”

“I just came here to ask the Vice-Chancellor about this phenomenon… Would you like to hear it with me?”

As we nodded, she explained the soil she had brought.

“I heard a report that sacred singing was coming from the back of the women’s dormitory. I went there and felt something strange. Should I say that the feeling of stepping on the ground was strange? Should I say that the feeling was distinctly different? “

The soil she had brought seemed nothing unusual to the naked eye.

“Is this weird?”

“Of course, if you see it with your own eyes, there won’t be any difference. But… it might be different if you open the lid.”

Saying that, Scarlett opened the lid. I slowly approached and touched the soil in the glass bottle.

“……under.”

My fingers tingle when I touch the soil.

“The academy almost became a holy place.”

“Yeah? It’s a holy place? The academy’s holy ground is ‘Mirillin’s Cookies’?”

Rose, who misunderstood the word holy land, tilted her head and said.

“No, not the holy ground… I’m talking about the blessed land.”

“Ah~ that holy place? The neighborhood I lived in was also a holy place.”

… … know. It is the land of the world tree.

“Anyway, I can tell from touching it myself. These soils are blessed with divine power. Perhaps, if things went further here, the area around the academy would have truly become a holy land.”

Levinport nodded at my story.

“In order to have this level of divine power, hundreds of ordinary priests would have to be replaced. In other words, it is certain that there are saints in the academy.”

“Ah, about that.”

Coincidentally, Levinport had spoken first, so I decided to speak too.

“I found it. A saint.”

“Huh? You mean already? The request must have been this morning…?”

Levinport’s serious expression changes when he hears that he has found a saint.

“That…… I got some help from Raphael. I gathered angels from all over the academy and listened to a little bit of the story.”

“……Hmm? Aren’t things like forced assembly prohibited at the academy?”

Levinport glanced at Raphael at my explanation that the angels were gathered.

Is it because of the memory of being beaten by Levinport in the past? At this, Raphael averted his gaze and said.

“Joe, religious activities aren’t forbidden, right? We just got together and did religious activities~ If angels don’t get together and do religious activities, what are we going to do?”

… … It wasn’t that kind of atmosphere at all, but I decided to save my words for now.

Well, it’s true that Raphael was helpful in the end.

“……Then it doesn’t matter. So, if you find the saintess, you will know where she is now. Who is the saintess?”

Finally, Levinfort returned to the main topic and began to ask about the identity of the saintess.

After hearing her words, I turned around to see Tequila with her head down.

Still, Levinfort must be informed. If Tequila was really a saint, outside forces targeting her would always aim for Tequila, and if that happened, Tequila as well as other children who were friends with her could be in danger.

Rather, I decided that it might be safer to inform Levinport now and seek help from her and the other instructors at the academy.

“Tequila.”

Tequila Croft.

“She is a saint.”

Upon hearing my story, Levinfort’s eyes widened in unprecedented ways.

If she, a dragon, reacts to this level, you can see how shocked she is too.

When I nod my head as if I understand.

“Gregory Jones.”

Levinport’s angry voice came from the front.

“A necromancer is a saint? Are you trying to joke with me?”

… … No, it’s true.

Why can’t everyone believe it?

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