novel[? Round] Solo is Heaven! What's a Couple?
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The dark matter application method taught by the Demon King Pedonar and Master Mollan's slime waves were frighteningly compatible. Technically, there were a few ways to move dark matter. It was a great advantage to touch things like this without much cost unless I made bold moves at the cost of life like the Demon King.
"First, take it easy."
With the wings of the righteous hero spread wide, I began to descend. The saint pointed at me brazenly, and the light from his fingertips flew straight at me.
Flash! Flash!
This beam was quite powerful to take naked. Even if the Black Box were activated and my body wrapped around with divinity, this beam couldn't be blocked or reflected because it also held the divine attribute.
It was fast! But I didn't avoid it. Instead, I touched a tiny amount of dark matter floating around me.
Why was dark matter called that? Although it occupied 30% of the universe, its identity hadn't been properly identified, but it blocked light perfectly like a wall. Of course, there wasn't that much dark matter here.
Ssssst-
However, it can result in diffused reflection. Like raindrops or light against a prism, the refracted and separated rays sparkled and scattered in all directions, twinkling with rainbow light. Some of them touched my body, but only after the power had become small that it was negligible.
"Where did he get that cheap trick-!"
The saint, noticing that the beam wasn't working, reacted nervously before summoning a long stick with a blunt tip. A cane.
Swordsmanship, fencing, combat skill, martial arts, spears...what would happen when a Saint couldn't even reach MAX, which was the maximum in the Normal Realm, let alone the Transcendental Realm, grabs a weapon? The answer came right away.
Pat-!
He suddenly disappeared. No-
"He's fast!"
The Transcendental Realm Skill High-Speed wasn't for decoration. That speed that went beyond the limit was superior to any other technique. What would a turtle do when it learned a great martial art?
Something that even an ordinary rabbit couldn't catch up with. Of course, I wasn't an ordinary turtle. With a lot of exaggeration and pretentiousness, should I say that I'm like the Black Tortoise of the North? I couldn't move as fast as the Saint who was calibrated at High-Speed Z, but my body's reflexes, which were constantly tuned by Master Mollan's teaching, went well beyond human limits.
I wasn't slow enough to be beaten unilaterally.
Wheeing-
In particular, the righteous wings were the fastest. With its pointed tips sprouting like thorns on a rose stem, the wings were a deadly weapon. It tore past the air resistance and stabbed the Saint. However, it was blocked by the simple cane he wielded.
No, his speed was already a weapon. I could feel my wings rupture, but I didn't have enough time to care about it. It was too much to respond with dark matter. There was no time to imitate Master Mollan's wave, the trigger.
However, I couldn't easily lose my wings. I could just regenerate it, but when the iron and phosphorus that make up the wings were insufficient, my bones would weaken. Weakening the bones that support my body while moving at this high speed would be the same as committing suicide.
Pop!
The next best choice was the Holy Sword Nucleon. I don't know how good the opponent's cane was, but this was also the final weapon made to defeat the Demon King. It was said that it was made from the stars.
It wouldn't be pushed back by the trivial weapon of a Saint in a school uniform.
Scratch-
It wouldn't be pushed much. Although it was a cane that could withstand his high-speed movement, it wasn't durable enough to withstand the power of Nucleon, the Holy Sword that existed to slay the Demon King.
"..."
"..."
There was no communication between us. It was a situation that broke the speed of sound so that our words wouldn't reach each other. Besides, we weren't close enough to speak. But we reached each other with only our eyes and expressions.
'My cane...!'
'Next time, I'll cut your spine!'
'I won't forgive you!'
'Shut up and give me your cervical spine!'
The saint who lost his cane immediately summoned another weapon. This time, it was a dazzling, platinum-colored staff. But now, he approached me cautiously. He circled me at high speed, looking for a gap.
But he wasn't as good as I was.
Since it was an aerial battle in the sky above the City of Angels, I could catch up with the saint's movement. The saint's efficiency was extremely low because he ran with both feet in the air without the help of magic or wings. And yet, it was still hard to follow.
However...
"Are you stupid?"
In the chaotic situation that caused my eyeballs to twitch, I opened my mouth and rolled my tongue, which I had been holding back since earlier. That's how much spare time I was allowed.
And did I have another second to spare?
Paang-!
This means that I had secured more than one second to concentrate and move dark matter. Widely dispersed dark matter struck at the Saint like a fly swatter. The density was so low that it was impossible to generate great physical force, but it caused enough damage to the person already running at lightspeed.
Just like how raindrops would become like bullets if you ran at them fast enough.
"Kuugh-?!"
The saint fell. I didn't miss the opening and threw in an extra hit.
Flash!
But the opponent wasn't a beginner either. He instinctively avoided my attack even though he was distraught by the attack. Then he learned. That there was something invisible attacking and defending. He was different from the old dragon, who became stronger by breathing as the years passed and degenerated into a pathetic old man with dementia. As a Saint, he had the judgment and analytical skills that matched his abilities.
"What a nuisance!"
My dark matter wasn't a long-range technique. The developer, Demon Lord Pedonar, could do it, but I had to apply Master Mollan's teachings to move it. So, physical contact was essential. This didn't mean that long-distance strikes were impossible, but they lacked the power to inflict effective damage on those who entered the Transcendental Realm.
Flap!
I moved the righteous hero's wings and followed him. However, as he was determined to retreat with High-Speed Z, there was no way for me to catch up. What was I going to do about this?
There was nothing impossible in the world.
"Chaooo-!"
"Huh?!"
Grasp! Snap!
Though the Saint's speed was very fast, this one was huge. The wounded Dragon King Noebius kept an eye on the culprit who inflicted a fatal blow while dealing with the angels. And then his opportunity came. He opened his fortress-liked mouth wide enough to swallow him in one mouthful and snatched the Saint away.
It was like catching a sleek fish with a wide net.
He was already inside his snout when the Saint noticed the approach of the Dragon King and tried to escape. The Dragon King Noebius took down Divinity ZZ's defense, reflex, and resistance with only the power of his jaw. It was a disappointing moment for me, who had plenty of questions for the saint.
Whoosh-!
A battle between the Transcendental Realms was on the scale of being a disaster. The sushi-shaped city floating in the sky was no exception. The high-leveled angels were protecting the entire city with their divinity, but they were swept away by the aftermath of the two beings who fought at the speed of sound.
"Oh my...!"
There were still two porters in the City of Angels that began to fall. Even if they died here, they would be resurrected in the dormitory anyway, but then what would have been the point of bringing them here in the first place?
I should have eaten that Saint!
The saint in school uniform was ripped by teeth bigger than his body and then disappeared into the stomach of the Dragon King. I had to save the two porters from losing their profits...
"Thank you! You saved my life!"
"What a great dragon you are!"
"Greee~!"
Green Cake flew with one human in each hand amid the crashing city. The porters were covered in the sticky venom of Noebius and the white feathers of angels. They were smiling brightly with the joy of life despite their pathetic appearance. They also praised Green Cake.
At this point, I might say a word of praise to him for doing well, but I moved on calmly because he would only get spoiled by being flattered. Early education was important.
"Did your score and ranking go up a bit?"
I went straight to the result. It was meaningful to help Noebius settle the grudge accumulated by the angels, but the real purpose was this.
"Yeah! It has gone up a lot."
"I'm currently in 28th place!"
The two porters who were outside the top 100 made it to the top 30 at once. Not only that. Until when I dropped them from the wyvern - cough! I mean, until when they fell, the porters' name tags were still silver, but now they were flashing gold. It was proof that they have been promoted to A-Class!
It was a radical development.
"Cool! I was right."
It was correct to learn the secondary education curriculum in advance. The elementary education curriculum was against demons, and the second one was against angels. And just as the higher education curriculum was divided into science and liberal arts, the heroes choose either the demons or the angels as their allies. There's no college...was there?
I had no idea what major they would teach.
"Where are we going tomorrow?"
"I'm looking forward to tomorrow, too!"
The two porters, who were like pigs being dragged to the slaughterhouse until they fell from the wyvern's back, grew stronger. They giggled like fools as they looked at the golden name tag. That seemed to be better than the rankings and scores to them.
"Tomorrow? What do you mean tomorrow?"
"Pardon?"
"What?"
The two porters didn't understand and asked me with a look as if they had a question mark above their head.
Ah! Did I say too much? I acknowledged my mistakes and intuitively taught them to understand easily.
"Our adventure begins now!"
"Chaooooo!"
The S-class warrior's adventures, full of broad quibbles and unconventional free service, must continue.
It continued.
***
Our adventure came to an end after touring all of the cities identified by Noebius. I wanted to find more, but I couldn't help it because the angels abandoned their cities and disappeared after hearing the news. It seemed to take about five days.
"Graduate Student Kang Han-soo. I think you are seriously mistaken about the secondary education curriculum..."
Elise, who had pushed Saint H out and helped me from bath to massage, spoke as if it was ridiculous.
"Mistaken? Me?"
This information was exactly what I heard from a secret friend. Don't tell me, did Miss Trainee Teacher...
"The secondary education curriculum is the first time you will come into contact with an angel."
"It means to kill, right?"
It was the same in the elementary education curriculum. The fantasy savages who kidnapped the good citizens of Earth had ordered them to kill the Demon King they hadn't yet met. What's different about that?
"It is true that angels have a hypocritical attitude and tendencies, but they are not a race that must be unconditionally hostile like the demons. The secondary education curriculum aims to meet the angels, build friendships, and successfully negotiate for the benefit of both parties. It's not about killing every single one on sight..."
"But those bird-brained things attacked me first?"
Wouldn't it be unreasonable to be friendly with them?
"It doesn't make sense! I can't believe that the angels who support the heroes attacked first! There's a chance that there was a misunderstanding-"
Ding-dong!
Someone rang the doorbell of the MAX-Class dormitory. Who came to this place where access was strictly restricted without my permission? It couldn't be an ordinary visitor. Elise looked at me and asked for permission.
"Do you know who it is?"
"Yeah. I think that person came here for the previous issue."
"The previous issue?"
I didn't even guess... there were too many points in the recent adventure.
"It's the student council president of the secondary education center. This is a secret, but the vice president of the student council was her boyfriend."
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