[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-became-the-academy-s-war-hero":3,"chapter-i-became-the-academy-s-war-hero-i-became-the-academy-s-war-hero-chapter-133":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Became the Academy’s War Hero",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1531790,1990,"Chapter 133 : Full-Power Throw (4)","i-became-the-academy-s-war-hero-chapter-133",133,"\u003Cp>Chapter 133: Full-Power Throw (4)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had found an opening and delivered a decisive blow, but their opponent was the Executor of Earth, Betty Scarletwood. That level of injury wasn’t enough to bring her down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Frederick and the others headed toward the right outer wall where she had been blown away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was right then that the strange scream began to echo from that direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who had faltered from the shockwave and explosion quickly regained their footing the moment the sound ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, the opponent was neither dead nor unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was merely leaning against the wall, gazing toward the opposite side with a sorrowful expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Sister Karen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frederick gestured for his subordinates, who had their weapons raised, to step back one pace at a time, then extended his hand toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you say? Shall we call it a draw here and wrap things up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Betty stared at the outstretched hand, then slowly closed her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…No. It’s already too late.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not too late yet. Most of your soldiers are losing their will to fight. If you persuade them, they’ll follow. You’ve known for a long time that this battle is meaningless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if I wanted that… she wouldn’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…She? You mean Karen Rosefield?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of answering, Betty let out a faint sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You made a mistake. No one can stop her now. You’ve awakened a true calamity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…That scream earlier… was the precursor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slowly rose and began walking toward the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Abandon the tower and evacuate. You might still live.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KWAAAAAAANG!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deafening roar far beyond anything before shook the very ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whose memory is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Traniel, a small mountain village in the Niphrel region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villagers, who had barely survived through livestock farming, decided to develop a new industry for survival and prosperity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An ancient ruin within the village, and the old legends surrounding it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on that, they aimed to build a tourism industry, along with food and lodging services.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The change was successful, and the village entered an unprecedented boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until the Ribenian Orthodox Faith labeled their legend as heresy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the danger of the central altar as justification, the Orthodox Church banned tourism and began a nominal investigation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, by chance, they encountered a nightmare that should never have been touched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nibas of Hallucination—an SS-rank Beast that had been miraculously sealed by a previous successor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the pretense of research and investigation, the Orthodox Church broke the long-standing seal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the creature was a disaster beyond their imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the price for that forbidden choice was cruelly paid by the villagers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Church’s investigation team, trapped in Nibas’s hallucinations, began slaughtering the villagers indiscriminately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, the situation was brought under control as the elite forces of the Church and the Imperial Household, led by the Executors of Light, were deployed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Church had no intention of revealing their horrific mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who had brought about their own sin turned the area into an even deeper hell through voluntary slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid that chaos, her parents—who had miraculously survived—set out of the village to reveal the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blocking their path was Heinrich Peregrine, the Head of the Dellowell Inquisition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry. I’ve been ordered to kill all survivors.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world Karen Rosefield returned to—after finishing gathering herbs late—was utter carnage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—When the altar is filled with blood, upon a mountain of corpses, the successor shall be born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final line of the legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chosen as the successor, she couldn’t accept the reality placed before her and began to rampage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After more than ten hours of chaos, she was finally subdued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when she opened her eyes again—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She remembered nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The principle was to kill all survivors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A talent so overwhelming that it overturned that principle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To use her as their tool, Director Heinrich and Archbishop Dominico fed her lies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They distorted the Church’s actions and framed innocent people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As punishment for worshipping foreign entities, the people here were abandoned by God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Driven mad, they devoured each other like beasts and offered corpses to monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We came here to save them, but they were beyond salvation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for you, Karen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You miraculously survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a survivor, you must remember this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You must remember the sins committed by you and these people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Use that power for us, with a heart of eternal repentance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Erase the seeds before sinners like you can emerge again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Offer everything to the God who saved you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That is the best you can do, as a sinner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is a land drenched in blood—Rosefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear the weight of sin and live a life of atonement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Karen Rosefield, Executor of Blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, I drifted through those memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn’t even be certain whose memories they were…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But one thing was clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She already knew the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she lacked the courage to face it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she had been only ten years old when the tragedy occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a similar age, Francia had witnessed the fall of her family and chose revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that sense, she had been fortunate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as a fallen noble, she could receive support from the government.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, that didn’t diminish her effort or determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Karen had no such salvation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in her village, including her family, had already become corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the world saw them as mad monsters and despised them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francia was pitied as a victim of adult power struggles—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one would pity fools who destroyed themselves through a calamity they had brought upon themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why she denied everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What she had seen. What she had heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Even her own thoughts and emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To survive, she chose submission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She placed herself beneath those who had destroyed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Believing it to be the duty she must bear—for failing to save anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden surge of anger filled me, tightening my fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…I don’t like it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You bastards probably rationalized even this as the will of God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You wouldn’t acknowledge it—wouldn’t even consider it wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You would never turn your heads toward the possibility that you were wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You would just stagnate endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glared at Karen, who was continuously releasing shockwaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her consciousness had already been completely severed—only the whites of her eyes remained visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine Possession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the two abilities activated when the successor—target of Holy Descent—loses consciousness completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her adaptability and combat sense disappeared entirely, but in exchange, she gained overwhelming authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name of the divine entity controlling her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Akasha, the Blood Guardian Deity, a dark mage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why I had ordered all forces in the area to withdraw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wooooom—Wooooom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Akasha’s basic Field Magic: Land of Pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It amplified the pain of all targets within the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those without resistance to dark magic would feel greater pain, even fainting if it intensified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most here were already injured from prolonged battle. Those without resistance couldn’t endure it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for me, having lived long with The Incurable Curse and recently exposed to significant dark magic, the amplification effect was minimal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this was only a fraction of Akasha’s power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real disaster began now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KWA-KWA-KWA-KWAANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thin, long spikes burst out of the ground like bamboo shoots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I quickly leapt, predicting their trajectory—but in my current condition, I couldn’t avoid them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ghk!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Intense pain pierced through my entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the endless spikes erupt behind me, I clenched my teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Akasha’s primary offensive skill: Spikes of Pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A technique that generates spikes within the Land of Pain’s area, causing extreme pain even on contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For those unaccustomed to pain, each strike was nearly fatal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…But Eugene Carter’s body endured even this relatively calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, as if expecting even that, she began unleashing another core technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clatter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she thrust her hand forward, red chains lined with spikes shot out beneath it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another main technique: Chains of Screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the spikes were a wide-area attack, the chains were for restraining individuals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the spikes, mere contact caused pain—but the chains also bound their targets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If I get caught, it’s over…!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment even one arm was bound, Akasha’s finishing move—Blood Demon Crimson Bullet—would follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I evaded both spikes and chains while launching a slash toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her master erected a blood barrier in midair, nullifying it instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of this happened in mere seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maintaining three techniques at once, and still deploying a barrier within seconds…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Akasha must really like Karen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—This isn’t the time to admire!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…I know.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—If you keep stalling like this, you’ll get caught! Leave the battlefield now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I’d love to, but…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was the one who provoked her into rampaging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant Akasha’s target was now fixed on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I disappeared from her sight, she would become a disaster that spread pain across the entire plaza—just like in Traniel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that process, she would fall into despair again, recalling those she had torn apart herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn’t allow that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And above all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘She’ll be here soon.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KWAAAAANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden explosion erupted in front of me, and I quickly crouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I barely avoided the chains, but I couldn’t block the barrage of spikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud! Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ghh…!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I cut them down just before they pierced through me, then stabbed my sword into the wall to lessen the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, I barely avoided being slammed into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She floated in the air, erecting barriers on all sides, looking down at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Just like before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat ran down my spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, I had barely managed to counterattack with Francia’s help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, even that wasn’t possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In every sense, this was the most desperate situation imaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Though it’s strange that Master Aleph is staying silent…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, he was still a traditional mage. There was also the compatibility issue between dark magic and conventional magic—he likely had no means to protect me from Karen, who was wielding divine authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could have helped me escape—but I had refused that option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So I remained silent and watched my opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of struggling, I chose to witness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victory comes from conviction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And my conviction was solely for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Momentarily thrown off by my unexpected behavior, she soon raised her left hand toward me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red mana gathering at her fingertips was so dense it made my mind reel just from its presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood Demon Crimson Bullet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Akasha’s ultimate technique, stolen from the Blood Demon King, the Great Beast Moloch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The condensed projectile would explode upon impact, creating a massive pillar of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her execution was swift and precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bullet had already grown to the size of a fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was her maximum strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, I was entranced by the sight—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I quietly closed my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All I had to do now was wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as I had saved her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it was her turn to save me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—…Foolish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a fleeting eternity—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bullet shot toward my heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment it pierced me, my body would explode without leaving even a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That never happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A warm sensation enveloped me, and I opened my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pure white aura now covered my entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m quite late, aren’t I?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the voice, I lifted my gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the heavily разрушed outer wall—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rubia Magnus stood there, pointing her staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her confident smile, a platinum radiance shimmered.\u003C\u002Fp>",1899,"2026-06-06T06:11:51.613Z",1,"novelbin.me","3715619f7f6f6b1e13f1e475f3d305acaa95b71073ec2b12bb84e9e07f3d49e6","i-became-the-academy-s-war-hero-chapter-134","i-became-the-academy-s-war-hero-chapter-132",163,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-became-the-academy-s-war-hero-cover.jpg"]