Surviving as a Villain at the Academy

56 – Unexpected. (4)

As soon as Astira’s power was secured, we were able to deal with Behemoth a little more comfortably. All Asti had to do was defend the tentacles the guy was swinging and move forward little by little.

I deliberately asked Asti to refrain from using strong fire magic. The situation in which he is now struggling to somehow climb up from Behemoth’s shoulders will be an experience for him.

In other words, Asty and I just need to make him more comfortable and that’s it.

To be honest, I felt like popping some popcorn. With Asti returning, the probability of him dying has converged to 0.

Now, whether you slip or not, just climb up. We’ll just erase its tentacles.

* * *

As if Ruslan was living up to Prah’s expectations, he was struggling to somehow climb onto the creature’s head, cutting, grabbing, and dismembering its tentacles.

I have to go up. That was the only thing that dominated his thoughts. After clinging to its leg himself, he was convinced.

I can’t pierce its tentacle-filled body with my skills yet. The strength of the fabric surrounding the body is beyond imagination.

But what about the head? He certainly saw it.

The brilliant light emitted by the saint and the sword strike of the commander of the Imperial Knights struck the guy’s head. And because of that, most of the tentacles surrounding its head disappeared.

Then, if it were a bald head with no tentacles as a defense shield, wouldn’t it be possible to inflict a serious blow with the candlestick in my hand?

Of course, it was just a gamble. The skull of an average creature is much harder and more durable than other bones. If you’re not careful, it could fall off the guy’s head and cause serious injury.

However, we cannot back down in vain here and now. How many people helped him? Did he move for any attraction he felt?

What would happen if such a monster fell in the center of the island?

Ruslan felt that at least something like that should not happen. Perhaps that feeling is what led him to this point.

I still don’t know much about justice. He couldn’t help but think so. Since he could not clearly define the concept of justice, why did this candlestick give him such enormous power?

Perhaps this candlestick is expecting something from him. If so, shouldn’t I live up to those expectations?

Quick!

He tightly grabbed one of the tentacles that was running wild.

Then, using the recoil of the tentacles fluttering upward from the bottom, his body was lifted into the air. It was the moment he had been aiming for all along, and he was able to fly up to the Behemoth’s head when he succeeded precisely.

When he landed on Behemoth’s head, he realized that his guess was correct. The tentacles protecting its head were not functioning properly. A situation created by the knight commander’s strike, burning with holy light and imbued with lightning.

In other words, his head was now defenseless.

From here, it’s a gamble.

Ruslan thought so. If he can pierce his skull with a candlestick, he wins. If you can’t pierce it…… After that, the battle becomes more arduous.

That intense light from before. That obviously used a lot of divine power. The saint probably had no more energy left.

If possible, I had to finish it now.

Ruslan held the handle of the candlestick that had turned into a sword in reverse, and his thoughts were strong. A power other than magic was filling his whole body.

A brilliant radiance flowed through the sword.

Can I do it? I wasn’t sure, but it was a moment where I had to do it.

He held the sword in reverse and aimed it at the Behemoth’s head.

Kaaang!

It was not the sound of skin piercing, but the sound of steel clashing against steel. Soon his sword flew out.

Why not? Uncertainty slowly raised its head. No. He forced down the uncertainty he had raised. Now I couldn’t even express my uncertainty. If it didn’t work out, I had to make it happen.

Take a picture. Take a picture. Steel or whatever, I must stop you.

Embrace a strong wind. The brilliance flowing through the sword becomes increasingly stronger. Ruslan stabbed the bounced sword into the man’s skull again.

Quad.

I heard the sound of something breaking.

-Kkieeek――!

A scream that cannot be compared to anything before comes out of the guy’s mouth. Is it a success? But to say that, it was still ‘shallow.’

I had to push in more, more. Until you turn his head into a mess!

Bring out the sword once. Again, again, he raised the sword of brilliance and brought it down on the guy’s head. Like a miner using a pickaxe, splitting hard ore.

Kwazijic!

The sound of something cracking becomes more intense. Additionally, strong shaking struck his body. Behemoth, feeling a direct threat to his life, began to run wild.

“Ugh…… !”

He held on to the sword. All you have to do is a little more. Just a little more…… !

But, at that moment.

Most of Behemoth’s other tentacles flew towards Ruslan’s body. If you hold on to the sword, you will be pierced straight to death. It is a tentacle that can easily pierce even solid ground. What happens if there are dozens of them stuck in a person’s body?

He died instantly without even needing to see.

Will you survive with the sword drawn, or will you die with the sword still in place? It was a choice.

If you wanted to live, you had to draw your sword and swing it. Even if I fell from Behemoth’s body, I was still able to swing my sword in the air.

But if that happens, all your hard work will be in vain. At what point will you be climbing on his head again? Also, avoid those tentacles.

He knows that he was able to get this far thanks to the help of many people. Prach, knight commander, saint. However, if he failed here, there was no guarantee that he would be able to get back here.

He continued to hold the sword. Even if he had to die, he felt like he had to stop this guy.

It was as if he was dangling from a sword, and he was in danger of being pierced by the tentacles at any moment. But he had no regrets. Because it was his choice.

Wet!

The sound of tentacles flying like a whip rings in my ears. And not just one strand, but dozens of strands.

This was the result of Behemoth’s survival instinct, which made it do its best to eliminate its most threatening enemy.

But, I guess there was no law that just told you to die.

“Oh?”

A foolish sound came out of Ruslan’s mouth. It was natural. This is because a storm of sword strikes suddenly broke out, striking away all the tentacles heading towards his body.

“Crazy guy… ….”

He knew the owner of that muttering voice very well. And that he is a person who has no good feelings towards her.

Prah Lancel.

When on earth did you get here? It was something unknown. However, the doubt was immediately resolved.

“You are truly amazing.”

Asti, with black hair and red eyes, was holding Prah’s hand and looking at him with a bored expression.

“If it weren’t for you, Prah, he would have died. Know?”

Ruslan nodded his head blankly. Asti then let go of Prah’s hand.

“Prah. “You have to be careful.”

“I know. “Please take care of this idiot.”

“Yes.”

With those words, Asti grabbed Ruslan by the back of his neck and flew down.

“Flight magic…… ?”

It must be quite a difficult spell at a student level, but being able to fly around so freely at such an urgent moment? Ruslan’s questions turned to Asti. She knew her magic skills were outstanding, but she didn’t know it would be to this level.

“That’s not what’s important right now. You idiot. Prah is in danger because of you. I guess I can just leave my sword alone and come down…….”

Asti let out her sigh. She didn’t seem to mind that Prah was in danger. There were rumors recently that his relationship with Prah had become closer, and it seemed like the rumors were true.

“Wait a minute, if you do this, it’s actually dangerous for Prah…” … !”

“Prah said I could do it. Then it will be okay. “You just sit back and watch.”

Asti looked at Ruslan with her cold eyes.

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Ruslan was overcome by that momentum.

“…… Huh.”

She had no choice but to lower her head.

* * *

The situation has become very complicated. Clearly, her divine power that Ruslan demonstrated through her candlestick was more than the original…… Nevertheless, Behemoth resisted the blow.

It is said that the original work was distorted in many ways, but I had no idea that Behemoth’s tenacity had also improved. Normally, a blow of that magnitude should have shattered her skull.

But no more could be expected from Ruslan. This guy’s posture was already shaken because he was sheathing his sword. But there is no way that one can balance on the head of a Behemoth that twists its body like crazy.

Actually, it was a matter of maintaining balance, but the biggest problem was that tentacles were pouring down like crazy at the guy. Perhaps even the Ruslan of the world would not be safe if he were pierced through there.

I quickly spoke to Asti.

“Asti. “Can you get me over Behemoth’s head?”

It would have been impossible under normal circumstances, but now that all of Behemoth’s nerves and bundles of tentacles are aimed at Ruslan, he will definitely be able to take me up there with his flight magic.

Of course, taking out the wings would be faster and more agile, but…… There were many eyes watching now.

Asti nodded his head and quickly snatched my hand. It happened as soon as I finished speaking.

“What should I do?”

“We have to save Ruslan. I told you. “He shouldn’t die.”

“Isn’t it too dangerous?”

“It’s okay. “Because I’ve become quite strong too.”

“…… Okay.”

Asti reluctantly grabbed his hand and headed over Behemoth’s head.

And a desperate situation was unfolding before our eyes. So, what I’m saying is that Ruslan was on the verge of becoming a skewer of her tentacles.

I cut off all of its tentacles with my sword and left it to Asti. Asti will be able to get him to safety.

Then, it was time to finish. When I saw the Behemoth go crazy, I could clearly tell that its life was short. The waves of divine power that flowed through his skull must have been turning his brain into a mess.

But that alone was not enough. A clear ending was needed. Just one more time, I had to plunge this sword into his head and deliver the final blow.

I looked at the candlestick of St. Valencia. The candlestick had lost its owner and returned to its original form, just lying there on top of the Behemoth’s head.

…… Will it work?

Ruslan already has no strength. When he saw the guy hanging on the sword earlier, the guy’s body had lost almost all of its strength. Looking at the way he was helplessly held in Asti’s grasp, it didn’t seem like he could continue the fight any longer.

So, I had to finish it.

But in order to do that…… The power of the candlestick was needed.

I felt anxious. Because I wasn’t a particularly righteous person. I thought that it might not be possible to transform the candlestick, which exerts power based on justice, into the shape of a sword.

Still, I hoped. May the candlestick lend me its strength just this once.

You only need to do it once, just once. So damn candlestick, lend me some strength.

I held the candlestick with a nervous feeling.

Then, a brilliant light exploded from the hand. A light that might be even more brilliant than the light that Ruslan radiated.

…… Eh?