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Chapter 289 - [19th Round] Re: Hell

Chapter 289 - [19th Round] Re: Hell

“Riel. He has mixed human and angel blood. Although there’s no other information about him, since he’s the director’s grandson, he’s clearly not one of the ordinary heroes.”

“His name is Riel, huh?”

That was all I needed.

I would crush him like a sprout before he could even begin to develop.

“Please be patient. All the teachers who have taken your side will turn away otherwise. Actions contradicting the principle of fairness will cause negative responses.”

“What about the director, then?”

The First Angel herself seemed unaverse to violating this principle.

“It’s because of her mistakes that the group supporting you appeared and that I became a member of it.”

“I see.”

Understanding his point, I thought I could just simply increase the level of difficulty.

“That wouldn’t be ideal. If the problems on the exams are too difficult, the students will blame the teachers. Please consider that.”

“So many prohibitions.”

Hearing my displeasure, the supervisor confidently replied as he looked me straight in the eyes.

“Since we’re talking about you, Kang Han Soo, the one that beat the records of the Fantasy Education Center countless times, then I believe that you can handle this.”

“A teacher to the bone, huh?”

All he did was limit and abandon me.

“Haha! That’s not true. I only watch students who are falling behind academically. The more I watch, the more I get disappointed, though.”

“Is that all you have to say?”

“Yes.”

“It’s my turn, then.”

FSHUKH!

My fist, which I threw at his face, couldn’t touch him for some reason.

But it didn’t matter.

The wings of the righteous hero uncurled on my back to finish what I started.

“Behold, the power of God.” He said nonchalantly.

My sharp wingtips bounced off my target without inflicting damage. Moreover, their bones, which were harder than the Holy Sword, broke.

“Is this your power?”

“Strictly speaking, I borrowed it from God.”

It didn’t come from the First Angel.

There was no way I wouldn’t recognize its attribute if it were made out of light, after all. At the same time, its level was too low to be considered the omnipotent force of Master Mollan’s GGG rank.

The only explanation left was that it came from a third deity.

An entity unknown to me intervened.

“If so…”

I decided to check whose God was stronger.

“What is all this for? I’m an ally! I’m here to help you.”

“I’m the only one who gets to decide who’s my ally and who isn’t.”

If in the 2nd round, he appeared instead of Teacher Morals, I would’ve considered him an ally.

But that time had long since passed.

I was a completely different creature now.

What he was trying to do was understandable.

He wanted to pit the group supporting the First Angel against the group supporting the Demon Lord to see whose power of friendship was stronger.

“Kang Han Soo, your attacks cannot harm me.”

“Wait. It will soon.”

As he said, I couldn’t hurt him, which was because of the white pentagonal shield hovering around his body like a familiar, instantly blocking all incoming offensives.

It wasn’t that large, perhaps just twice the size of a palm.

However…

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

It moved so fast that even my eyes couldn’t keep up with its speed, completely negating all of my assaults.

“Give up.”

“Says the one cowardly hiding behind his shield.”

“That’s rich, coming from someone who suddenly attacked a friend.”

“Friend?”

I didn’t need friends.

If I wanted to rely on the cowardly power of love and friendship, I would’ve already chosen that path.

As my supervisor said, there was no excuse for the behavior of bad students.

I also agreed with that.

There was no excuse for the behavior of bad teachers.

All those who kidnapped me, a civilized inhabitant of Earth, and threw me into this dimension, were my enemies and had no right to order me.

He told me to stop the director’s grandson and left me to think about how to do it.

He tried to pretend that this was all for me, but I swiftly realized that wasn’t the case just by thinking about it a little.

“I can’t trust someone who threatened my son, can I?”

“They weren’t threats. I just enforced the rules.”

“That doesn’t erase the fact that you used him to your advantage.”

“Didn’t my actions help you save your son?”

“I wouldn’t go that far.”

My son had now been divided into many individuals tied to the Fantasy dimension.

Could that be called salvation?

“Uhh… No matter what he has in mind, it’ll benefit us anyway, cowardly hubby. Why are you rebelling against him?” Ssosia poked my side as she witnessed the Demon Lord’s castle being destroyed.

“Niece!”

“I didn’t say anything wrong!”

“No, it’s just that the Drug Demon Lord will always stay true to himself. What did you expect?”

“…”

I didn’t work for free.

Did he want me to rejoice because I helped the savages of Fantasy?

It wasn’t even funny as a joke.

If I hadn’t been abducted and transferred here, I would’ve lived a good life on Earth.

No reward could satisfy me at this point.

Public opinion?

That was no more than flattery, an accessory for deception.

That being said…

Bang! Bang! Bang!

His shield annoyed me.

No matter how I attacked, none of my attempts connected.

Even if I made several simultaneous attacks, it moved so fast that none of them could even touch him.

However, because of my nonstop bombardment, the supervisor couldn’t find any opportunity to retaliate.

“Tenacious bastard.”

“Give up. This is the power of a perfect being who became a deity by creating a shield that can block all attacks.”

“Perfect?”

That was a truly arrogant statement.

The only perfect being in this world was Master Mollan!

“Winning against me will not do you any good. This is a pointless battle.”

“No. There will be meaning in this.”

I was the one who sat on the throne of the “Second Demon Lord” according to the providence of the universe.

Above that, I was the disciple of the perfect being, Master Mollan!

Therefore…

Wouldn’t I be no different from being a deity?

?Type: Skills

?Name: Fabrication

? Grade: ZZ (3%)

? ZZZ: Your words serve as the truth.

? ZZ: Turn into a god.

? Z: Beat the appeal of a god.

? SSS: Become a part of any family.

? SS: Turn anyone into a lover.

? S: Turn anyone into a friend.

? A: Turn anyone into a witness.

? B: Successfully persuade families.

? C: Successfully persuade lovers.

? D: Successfully convince friends.

? E: Successfully persuade witnesses.

? F: Make lies sound plausible.

If there was a certain entity posing as a “perfect deity” by creating some kind of shield a little larger than the palm of one’s hand, then, in this case, it was strange that I, who was stronger, was not a “God.”

Major premise: My adversary is a perfect deity.

Minor premise: I am more perfect than my adversary.

Conclusion: I am a deity.

“I must be the God of Darkness.”

Nothing could stop my darkness.

Bang! Bang! Crrrr!

Dark Energy, responding to my will, merged with dark matter and crashed against his shield.

Visually, nothing happened.

Since even light was absorbed rather than reflected, no image was formed on the corneas of anyone’s eyes.

It all happened instantly.

“What?!”

As his shield cracked, the supervisor couldn’t help but display his surprise. “Your shield can block all attacks, but you never said it couldn’t be broken.”

It was no more than a pathetic imperfection.

His barrier, which I attacked millions of times in a short period of time, broke down, crumbled, and, like glass, scattered into small particles of light.

The moment it did, the Righteous Demon Lord’s fist hit his jaw from below.

“Kh?!”

As if in slow motion, I watched his teeth alternately fly off. He even bit his tongue tightly but miraculously didn’t completely bite it off.

PSSSS!

His injuries healed quickly, however. New teeth grew, and his shattered lower jaw recovered not long after.

Everything happened so quickly that he could already speak within a few seconds.

“Oh, this is awful. Even Noebius’s poisonous breath at the end of his years couldn’t drain my healing powers or do as much damage…”

“Such is the strength of the Righteous God of Darkness.”

I punished the arrogant creature before me, refusing to listen to the complaints of evil beings who didn’t know true justice.

“Supervisor Bakery.”

“My name is Parker Lee.”

“Whatever you say, Bakery.”

“…”

“I don’t need friends.”

“I understand. Since I, the supervisor, was so seriously affected by the forces of evil’s sudden attack, I have enough proof to show the director that I am the Demon Lord’s enemy. With this, she should no longer doubt me.”

“Hmm?”

As I was about to shake the soul out of him, he said something strange, causing me to stop.

“I will wait as your enemy until the right time comes.”

Clap!

Taking advantage of the moment, he fled.

“Auntie… I’m surprised. I thought my husband was an idiot to the bone, but he knows how to think with his head.”

“I’m just as surprised as you are.”

“I thought he was going to kill his own ally because he was in a bad mood, but I couldn’t even begin to imagine that all this was to deceive my aunt.”

“Oh! Sweet niece! I can see hearts dancing in your eyes right now.”

“I’m not a cartoon character!”

“Oh? You didn’t deny your feelings.”

“Huh?”

“Heeheehee!”

Ssosia and the Addicted Spirit weren’t making any sense, but I generously decided to forgive them this time.

“Richel…”

Re: Hell.

A recurring hell.

Considering his name, I couldn’t say the blood of angels flowed in his body.

? Correction: His actual name is Riel.

‘Oh! I’m glad you’re okay, Trainee Teacher. If Bakery causes you any trouble, make sure you tell me immediately. I’ll make sure to teach him a lesson.’

? Confusion: He is one of the few seniors that juniors like me can easily turn to.

That couldn’t be!

I wanted to reprimand Trainee Teacher for her words, but I decided to leave it for later.

Right now, I had another matter to attend to.

“We’re going to meet Richel.”

It was time to arrange a repetitive hell for him.

***

Finding the evil director’s grandson wasn’t easy since there were countless heroes and classes in which I had a body in.

It would’ve been faster if I could just type in his name in a search engine, but since my cowardly wife’s programming skills were useless, I was forced to go through each dimension in my list.

“I’m sure the greatest husband to ever exist will be able to cope with it. Meanwhile, his incompetent wife will just focus on having fun with Mollan.”

“Mollan Mollan…”

“Ssosia, have a little pride. You shouldn’t call yourself incompetent since you’re taking care of Master Mollan.”

“That wasn’t comforting at all. Your praise sounds like mockery.”

Where was he?

According to Bakery, Richel recently enrolled in the primary education course.

If he was planning on taking away my achievements, then even with nothing but low level and skills, he should at least be able to easily defeat orcs and goblins.

In other words, he hadn’t yet acquired the Karma skill unless he went nuts by committing suicide.

Taking advantage of Shadow A’s position as an honorary teacher, I looked at the files of the heroes who successfully forged relationships with the local savages.

It wasn’t difficult to separate them from the others since they didn’t wander but lived close to cities instead.

Five days had already passed before I finished screening them, but the number of candidates had at least decreased.

“Okay. Next… Hmm?”

My gaze stopped on a particular hero.

It happened somehow on its own.

“This is the first time I met you, Hero. Why are you showing hostility towards me?”

“Because you’re Noebius.”

“Is that so… Okay. Erdanti, take the children and stand at a safe distance.”

Noebius, in the guise of a young man, proudly confronted a strange kid that claimed he was hostile against him simply because of his identity.

At that moment, I immediately remembered…

? 2: The first in the primary education course to kill the Supreme Dragon of Oblivion. ?

? 5: The first in the primary education course to kill the Supreme Dragon of Oblivion without the Holy Sword.

? 6: The first in the primary education class to kill the Supreme Dragon of Oblivion without companions.

? 7: Killed the Supreme Dragon of Oblivion without the Holy Sword in the shortest amount of time.

? 8: Killed the Supreme Dragon of Oblivion without companions in the shortest amount of time.

Three of my achievements would stay with me forever since they were pioneer-related, but the other two could be taken away.

There was just one problem.

Noebius was no longer called the Supreme Dragon of Oblivion. He was just a married man now.

Or did he not care?

Anyway…

“Found him.”

“Already? Hubby, I hope you’re not going to kill all the suspicious heroes because you’re too lazy to look for him properly?”

“Of course not.”

The strongest dragon to ever exist surrounded the gigantic city with his body to protect his family.

There shouldn’t be any hard feelings here.

But there was a rookie Hero who remained hostile to him.

“My dear friend! Leave him to me! I’m going to punish this impudent primary student in no time— Huh?”

The impudent primary student got Karma F in just 0.1 seconds!