The Hero From Yagem Is Discriminated Against - Chapter 45



8. Lost

** 8. Lost

It’s a waste.

It wasn’t that I didn’t have the unexpected situation in mind.

Since this world of imagery is their work, you never know when and where a peer might invade during a battle, or someone might have a bizarre nightmare and get caught up in it. I don’t know if that’s all there is, but now the escaped Eros terrorists have joined the situation.

Unbelievable things are happening in the middle of a time bomb full of time bombs that don’t know when to explode.

I didn’t expect this situation at all.

Are you getting mounted by a martial arts professor who doesn’t have a secret major in bare-body operation?

The mere swordsman had to continue persuading her, trying not to go against her heart as much as possible.

“Professor, please calm down.”

“My body is too hot… “

“I was under the spell of Eros. Even if you don’t know what it is, you can solve it if you stay calm. So once… “

“…”

Lisbeth, biting her lip in anger, suddenly took off her professor’s coat. It didn’t make her completely naked, but the white shirt hidden inside was in a dangerous state because of the buttons that had already been undone.

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And along with the heat of the battle hidden inside the jacket, the strong aroma of coffee spread. As expected of a cafe manager… Not this.

I have a gut feeling that if we delay any longer, we will end up seeing each other. Even if I could understand it since I knew the context, Lisbeth, who had returned to her senses, would be the problem.

If a professor who is supposed to fight alongside his peers becomes awkward over something like this, wouldn’t that be an accident?

Should be stopped.

I had no choice but to raise her mana.

I had a hard time using the sword technique in succession the other day, but apart from that, the earth stone supplied me with mana without any blockage.

It was the moment when she was about to throw her away in an instant, prepared to hurt her a little.

Wow.

Suddenly, a portent of magical power appeared next to Lisbeth and me, a short distance away. I wondered if the subdued Eros terrorists had come to their senses and wanted to retaliate, but fortunately they weren’t.

Then what is this phenomenon?

I found out soon enough.

A girl with red hair appeared from a crack in the split world of images. I thought that some wizard had appeared, but the thought that it might be a terrorist reinforcement made my hair stand on end.

I don’t know much about it because I’m not well versed in magic, but if it’s enough to get over teleportation calmly, it won’t be an opponent you can stand by. Friend or foe.

But the moment the girl turned her head and her face was revealed from her red hair, I couldn’t help but hold her breath.

There was a face I was extremely familiar with and had seen often.

“Winds… ?”

A girl who looked exactly like the vigilante from Academia was staring at me with an expressionless face. Soon, the tiny mouth opened.

“Allocated timeout. Transport begins.”

Even the voices were almost identical.

If you close your eyes and listen, you can believe that Wins is right in front of her nose. No matter where she had dyed her hair, the only thing different from Wins was her red hair.

I wasn’t the only one perplexed.

Lisbeth, who hurried away from me, asked, trembling.

“Wee, is that Miss Winds?”

Seeing that he was sweating cold sweat, he seemed to have regained his reason. By now, you may be thinking in your head that the scene of the professor attacking the student was caught.

The girl with red hair answered.

“My name. Roast.”

It was an inorganic tone, as if dead. Broken syllables flowed from the girl’s mouth like broken bricks.

“The role of transporting Eros warriors. However… “

At her feet were full of men bleeding and moaning. Or, those who almost had their stomach pierced by Lisbeth’s regime were vomiting in a state of fainting.

Rost looked around and spoke calmly.

“A small quarrel occurred… “

Rost, who dismissed the whole scene as a small quarrel, stood blankly and looked at us.

I couldn’t stand the silence and tried to talk about something, but a memory flashed through my mind.

Lost Lost.

Isn’t that the name that was included when the chairperson presented the list of peers at the faculty meeting the other day?

It’s the same with the saying that he came to pick up those terrorists who are now scattered, and if you look at the circumstances, you’re saying that the girl who looks like Winds is Bloom.

It was Lisbeth who noticed the strangeness as well.

We decided to forget the embarrassing atmosphere that had just passed. It was what she wanted, too. She pretended to be fine and was subtly twitching her thighs, but her mental strength seemed to have recovered enough to restrain herself as much as possible.

I took one step closer to Lost. I just had to ask this. Even now, my mind is so confused that it feels like it’s going to explode.

“What is your relationship with Winds?”

A girl who looked like Winds, but with an incomparably lethargic expression answered.

“Twins.”

“…..!”

Aside from the fact that Winds had a twin sister, why are those twins on the list of peers and helping the criminals of Eros?

This was a serious matter no matter how you look at it.

You can feel your expression hardening in real time even without looking in the mirror.

On the other hand, Lost was calm and undisturbed even when my sister’s name came up.

In the dead pupils, no longing or interest could be found, and only endless boredom swirled.

I finally revised my evaluation of the girl.

That’s not peaceful. Unless you are already dead or in a state equivalent to that, such a reaction is impossible.

Then, the remaining question is ‘why’.

I asked several questions. Why are you with your peers and not with Academia, what happened to you during the Eros incident, what relationship do you have with the terrorists of Eros…

However, to all those questions, Lost was consistent in saying ‘I don’t know’. In the end, it was me who got tired first.

Lisbeth, who had been silent for a while contemplating, let out a voice that was completely drained of blood. It was a sound close to silence.

“Alem.”

“Professor?”

“That girl, Wins’s twin sister, is a student who was listed on the death list during the Eros Incident. I haven’t seen her in person because the situation was so widespread at the time, but there is only one twin sister of Winds.”

“So that means the body is moving?”

“Well… “

Lisbeth said that and slowly moved her magic. It looked like they were going to subdue and interrogate them, but I stopped them.

“Still, it doesn’t seem like we can’t communicate, so let’s not bump into each other until we can. The professor is still not feeling well right now.”

“…I see.”

Lizbeth nodded.

With a feeling of half exhaustion taking over his body, Rost still stood still. He hadn’t even looked like he was listening to our conversation, and it was close to just staring blankly into space. It was clear that it was an unpredictable type.

“…Ha ha.”

I let out a sigh for a moment and asked dejectedly.

“Lost, what are you going to do now?”

“Do not disturb Eros while they are enjoying themselves. Boss’ instructions.”

What?

At those words, Lisbeth and I met eyes.

It seemed that even I, who had the stigmata of Eros, was one of them. And I mean enjoying it…

Anyway, I can only hear what Lisbeth and I were talking about when we were overlapping our bodies just a moment ago.

This may also be an extension of the situation in which I am misunderstood as one with the terrorists of Eros.

“It wasn’t like that… !”

Lisbeth, her face red like a blush, appealed to Lost. I don’t think that helpless girl would sympathize with that.

I asked Lost while dissuading Lisbeth, who was about to humiliate me.

“You said earlier that you came to transport us. If transport, where are you trying to take me?”

“…..”

Rost’s red pupils stare at me. What is it, do you doubt it? You don’t know what they’re doing?

While her uneasiness grew under her effort to hide her expression, she kept silent for a long time before speaking.

“…To the boss.”

I was blown away by those words.

A boss, a boss.

There is only one person that Lost, a member of his peers, follows. In the night of undying flames. She was the only peer her board president told her to run away from if he saw her alone.

If I follow Lost now, will I be able to reach that Bambier?

Can we put an end to this situation where everyone’s nightmares are connected?

Thousands of newly formed questions echo in my head.

In addition, there was something suspicious about this situation.

Before, Peer had asked for my safety.

On the subject of digging into my exact identity and requesting a summons, why did Lost not recognize me and even misunderstand me as being on the same side as the terrorists of Eros?

Of course, looking at that girl who moves like a machine without a soul, I think it’s worth it, but I can’t let go of the slightest doubt.

Maybe I have to make a choice.

If you can follow Lost’s guidance and raid the boss of Fear in one fell swoop, that’s probably the best scenario that no one in Academia can come up with.

All I have to do is allow Lisbeth, who is supposed to protect me.

The eyes are full of conflict as if she also stayed with the same thoughts.

“Professor.”

Her I gave her a confident look.

“You can use this.”