How To Live As An Academy Extra Villain

59 – Light Green Dream (5)

“Um… that, uh… um…”

I can hear the girl rolling her hair from here.

“That…sorry…I must have misunderstood…”

After a moment of awkward silence, the girl spoke again in a slightly downcast voice.

“…Hey, but how did you learn spirit magic…? Evangeline-sama said that I’m the only elemental magician of this generation…”

“You don’t need to know. And how did you know I’d be back here? Did you wait here all day?”

“What? It can’t be. You have to take lectures too.”

At my question, Eugenia furrows her eyebrows as if she just heard something nonsense.

I kept trying to loosen the restraints, but the girl continued talking as if she had no interest in my actions.

“He’s my friend. Isn’t he cute? I asked this kid to follow you around!”

Suddenly, a light green cotton ball that looks exactly like her appears above Eugenia’s head.

“I was thinking of talking to you, but there was no such opportunity at the academy… But this kid told me earlier that you were coming here, right? So I came first and waited for you. Heh…”

The elemental jumped excitedly above her head, as if dancing, but when I glared at it, it flinched and hid itself in her hair.

“…Actually, I was a bit surprised too. I didn’t know that you were the one I was trying to help…”

“…you know me?”

“Of course I know. He’s reputed to be that idiot…Sorry. Anyway, that’s Edwin Reed. Right…? The one who was disciplined for fighting Eugene last time. Actually, I only heard your name, but this is the first time I’ve seen you properly. Last time, I didn’t see you well for some reason. It’s the same. Maybe it’s because it’s dark…”

What did you mean last time? Did you see it while passing by at the academy? I don’t remember ever seeing the striking light green hair up close. In fact, he may have seen me passing by from afar. Maybe Eugene heard my story.

But even after all that, the atmosphere seems quite friendly. Did you not hear the full story properly?

“…But he seemed very close to the kid he was with. There must be some story behind him, right…? If you saw them alone, anyone would know that he wasn’t being dragged around by force…”

Listening to Eugenia’s words, I feel a little disoriented.

It looks like the spirit was just attached to me all day. What kind of nonsense is this child using?

“ha…”

As I sigh loudly, Eugenia flinches slightly and looks at me.

“Hey…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to look at you either. I just thought you guys were so close…I was jealous so I stopped…”

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Eugenia, who hesitated for a moment, suddenly took a deep breath. And with an expression on his face that made up his mind to do something, he looked at me and said.

“Hey, let’s be friends with me too.”

“…what?”

“hehehe. Are you okay too? We’re both first-year students. We don’t have many friends. And most of all, we’re both spiritists! Oh my god, this doesn’t make any sense…”

“no.”

You’re an innocent child. How can I be friends with you? If I become friends with you, then what about Eugene? What about the others?

“Uh, uh…?”

As if she hadn’t expected my rejection, Eugenia widened her eyes and looked very shocked.

“I don’t like it…? Why…?”

“Is there a reason for what I don’t like? I just don’t like it. And when I say it in kind words, I can quickly loosen this bondage…”

“Why do you hate it…? You’re so close with that girl, why are you with me…?”

“I have no obligation to explain. And I hope you never do anything like attaching a spirit to me again. This is truly incredibly unpleasant…”

“…Is it so wrong to ask to be friends? Why do you only do this to me…Why am I the only one…”

After hearing my refusal, Eugenia lowered her head and continued muttering something.

As I was still trying to break free from the unresolved restraints, I suddenly felt goosebumps growing on my arms.

“Why…only to me…why only to me…”

… I have a bad feeling for no reason. I feel like I need to get out of this place quickly.

Eugenia continued to mutter inaudible words, and at some point, her low, sticky voice spread everywhere.

And now, as if she is visually emitting this gloomy energy, the colors of the spirits gathered around her are gradually turning pale.

“What is this…”

As the colors of all the spirits around her turn pale, a powerful energy amplified through them radiates from her.

The scene that had seemed quiet for a moment suddenly bursts into commotion.

And now it wasn’t just a feeling, the air around me really started to fluctuate.

A sharp wind swirls with the sound of tearing the air, and countless thick raindrops fall from the sky.

Eugenia’s surroundings seemed calm, as if she were in the eye of a typhoon, but she was still muttering something with her head down.

“under…”

The restraints were now released, but I let out a small sigh as I looked at the miserable scene.

It was my first time seeing it in person, but I could clearly see what was happening.

This… It is a synchronization phenomenon.

***

Attunement refers to a series of processes in which surrounding spirits become integrated with the spirits’ emotions, amplifying the negative energy tens or hundreds of times.

Of course, such a thing could not happen under normal circumstances, so once synchronization occurred, it meant that the load on the spirit sage’s mind had exceeded its limit.

Obviously, this happened two or three times in the original work, but it’s not that time at all yet. Why the hell is this happening now? How could he have been pushed to such an extreme mentally just because he rejected his friends…

It seems clear that there is something more that I don’t know about this time.

Even in the brief moment I was thinking about it, Eugenia’s outrage was gradually increasing in intensity.

Not only the ground is being destroyed, but even the rocks closest to her are being shattered. Raindrops that have lost their way form small water streams and flow down the slope.

Once started, synchronization can never stop on its own without intervention from the surroundings.

Even in the original work, it never ran out of control to the end, but it is obvious to anyone that it would end badly if left alone.

At that time, Eugene absorbed negativity with the power of the holy sword and stopped the sympathy, but now there is no Eugene and before the oracle came down, so of course there is no holy sword.

“Whoa…”

This mighty aura that now filled the surroundings was not purely Eugenia’s, but was amplified through the spirits that were sympathetic to her.

So, it seems like she might be able to calm the spirits down by getting them out of her control.

But now I am at a level where I cannot even communicate a little, let alone use spirits. I don’t have time. What on earth should I do… for a moment.

‘if… ‘

Like the realization that comes at the end of penance, a thought passes through my head at that moment.

It is said that supernatural abilities are revealed in extreme situations, and perhaps the idea I just came up with is of a similar type.

Since I didn’t have time to think about it for a long time, I took action right away without waiting too long.

I stretched my arms forward, spread my hands, and sent out all the raw mana I had without refining it with a separate spell.

My mana, which is shaped like a long string, lightly digs into a ball of cotton that is aligned with Eugenia.

Then, the pale color of the spirit gradually began to return to its original appearance.

‘Okay… all!’

After confirming that the method I had in mind worked, I started blasting mana at the spirits around me in the same way.

And as the number of spirits I controlled increased, the abnormal phenomena around me gradually calmed down, but as the number of spirits exceeded several tens, my body began to become increasingly burdened.

“Ha…if…if…you…do this…”

There were still as many spirits as I had brought in around Eugenia.

If it stops halfway, the spirits I brought will pass over to that side again.

I gritted my teeth and continued to take away control of the spirits from her, and in the end, I was able to put all of them under my control, even the last one.

And in such a state, the senses felt by the spirits were conveyed to me as well. It seems that the way to properly communicate with the spirit was to infuse one’s mana into the spirit.

Having poured out all her strength, Eugenia stumbles and is on the verge of falling.

I approached her, picked her up, and carefully laid her down on the fallen leaves.

The fierce wind calmed down, and the raindrops pouring down like a hole in the sky began to stop little by little.

I, too, had exerted all my strength and was already on the verge of exhaustion, but if I collapsed like that, I don’t know what would happen to the spirits who lost control.

‘… ‘If it’s now, will the spirits just follow what I say?’

As a test, I lightly wave my hand, and the spirits are swept away in the air as if riding a wave. do. It’s under control…

I repeated that hand gesture several times, moving the spirits as far away from us as possible. Even with such a small movement, I can feel a huge amount of energy being drained away.

“Whew…that’s it…now…I can’t…”

After confirming that the spirits have dispersed, I can feel the tension quickly dissipating and my reason becoming blurred.

Squeezing the last of my strength, I carefully laid my body down on the pile of fallen leaves on the floor.

And almost as soon as I felt the moist scent of wet humus soil, my consciousness flew into the abyss.