I Became the Only Non-mage in the Academy

Hitler revealed himself.

A towering figure, close to 3 meters tall. He sported a mustache he thought looked dashing. Behind him, countless tentacles writhed.

They surrounded him in a circular formation, radiating heat and resembling a miniature sun.

A bizarre sight, but to him, it symbolized the Black Sun.

…No, it was an incomprehensibly grotesque sight.

However, I was taken aback.

I had assumed Hitler would appear only after we had disrupted their plans to some extent following the operation.

But for the leader of a nation to show up this casually was unexpected.

“You’ve arrived, my nemesis.”

Unaware of my thoughts, he gazed down at me from the sky, arrogance dripping from his posture.

“Yes, Masked Man… I knew you’d come here. It’s inconceivable for me not to be present for an event that will go down in history.”

Having said that, Hitler fixed me with a condescending gaze, his eyes aflame with fervor.

He truly believed this incident would mark history.

─As the triumph of the Nazi Empire.

“I know you’ve been planning to lure me out.”

“……”

Hitler sneered.

“Oh, don’t misunderstand. Unfortunately, you killed all the French lackeys, making it hard for me to obtain their intel.”

“What are you getting at?”

“For a year.”

Hitler spoke in a voice brimming with elation.

“During that time, I tracked your movements. I mobilized all resources to observe you closely. And when I heard of the Alliance, I realized you were behind it.”

…There was no such thing.

“Ever since you invaded this place, I’ve thought of nothing but you. If someone were to stop the glorious Nazi Empire, how would they do it? That’s all I pondered. I knew you would strike me at the most critical moment of my grand plan.”

Hitler stared at me.

“I used every means to ensnare you. I subtly leaked rumors to the ignorant about a grand ritual to summon an Apostle. And you, predictably, came here to target me, bringing your elite team while leaving the others to fend off my excellent soldiers.”

Chills ran down my spine.

Though I was aware of his madness, this was insanity on another level.

“And?”

“This is the result, Masked Man, my nemesis. You’re exceptional—your strength, your wisdom, incomparable to others. But that’s exactly your flaw.”

“……”

“Oh, that’s a compliment. Without a great dictator like me, humanity is foolish, foolish, and endlessly foolish. But you’re too exceptional. And kind, too. That’s why you don’t rule from above. You act alone. While an individual can’t defeat a group, an individual as exceptional as you easily surpasses one.”

Rumble!

Black lightning began to crackle.

“I foresaw it. No matter what, you would come here at the most crucial moment. So while the timeline extended slightly, look—I was right.”

From above the clouds, immense presences began to stir.

Beings with forms resembling the Black Goat we had encountered before appeared.

There were ten of them.

“I prepared these. Others couldn’t comprehend it. Even my subordinates doubted my judgment. But I trusted you.”

Shrrk.

With exaggerated movements, Hitler raised his hands skyward.

Thump.

My heart pounded as the power of the Colossal Dragon sensed their presence.

For a moment, a massive shadow blanketed the ground.

─A dragon.

The ominous presence of an evil dragon filled the sky.

“I knew you’d come here, my nemesis, humanity’s hope, and the Ubermensch inheriting the blood of the Germanic people. You will never give up, for your journey is to vanquish the wicked.”

“……”

“Are you silent? Is it that you don’t even wish to exchange words with me… or could it be that I guessed your entire plan?”

Hitler laughed.

“Come, let us end this grand war today.”

…A lunatic—a true lunatic.

I felt dumbfounded.

To confront me, he delayed his grand plan, allied with an evil dragon, and prepared ten Black Goats.

And that wasn’t all.

His confident gaze revealed there was more to come.

I deliberated.

No matter how I looked at it, the Masked Man alone couldn’t win this.

Because most of my power stemmed from the Savior, Lee Seo-ha.

From the Black Heavenly Demon Sword to the absolute Black stat, and the infinite Black Flame Star—all of it depended on the Savior, Lee Seo-ha.

‘Well, it doesn’t matter.’

I adjusted my mask.

Hitler’s face twisted in shock.

“Why—why are you taking off your mask?”

Then, his eyes lit up again.

“Haha! Hahahahahaha! I see. Just as I see you as my nemesis, you must see me the same way! Before entering this grand battle, you wish to reveal your identity!”

‘What nonsense.’

Annoyed, I grabbed the Sword of Four Seasons.

The Black Heaven Sword was still evolving, so I had no other choice.

I tilted my mask, finding the Mask of Illusion cumbersome.

“……”

Hitler stared blankly at my face.

“So that’s it. I see—it was strange. Someone like you couldn’t possibly lack the title of Savior.”

Crack.

I lightly stretched my neck. Before the battle began, the Talent of the Sword Saint sharpened my senses.

Fwoosh!

The Sword of Four Seasons scattered white light.

Simultaneously, the Black Goats began to move.

The problem was the overwhelming presence of the evil dragon gazing leisurely down from the sky.

“This is far too dangerous.”

Merlin, drenched in cold sweat, appeared before me. Beside him stood another figure, clad in full plate armor—the Knight King.

“This place is perilous. You cannot face them.”

“Fafnir. Most call it an evil dragon, but its true identity is a Split Dragon. You can’t truly kill it.”

“Retreat is the only option for now.”

Sigurd, who had somehow arrived at the scene, spoke. The spear in his hand hummed with vibrations.

“Moreover, this isn’t a clone of Fafnir that Siegfried and I once fought. This is the original.”

“The Nazi Empire’s power is beyond imagination.”

I ignored them.

“Heavenly Demon.”

“What is it?”

“We break through.”

My words brought a faint smile to the Heavenly Demon’s face.

The others around me began to dissuade me.

“This is sheer recklessness!”

“Those are the Nazi Empire’s forces.”

I raised my sword, pointing at the Black Goats and the Evil Dragon.

“In other words, they’ve entered the final stage of their plan to summon the Apostle.”

I lifted my sword high.

A brilliant white light began to shine as if it would saturate the entire world.

I closed my eyes.

Hitler was obsessively fixated on me.

Thus, he predicted my actions and prepared accordingly.

To be honest.

I was truly grateful.

‘What a relief.’

Because of his vigilance toward me, I managed to buy time. If he had summoned the Apostle while I was in the Martial Realm dimension?

Horrible things would have occurred.

Countless.

Truly countless lives would have been lost. Dragons would have suffered casualties, and even the heroes and friends I nurtured might have perished.

No, they definitely would have died.

I gently lowered the Sword of Four Seasons, cloaked in white light.

‘Activate, Four Seasons.’

Woong!

The power of Four Seasons activated. The sword vibrated, emitting magical energy in all directions in sync with my will.

The surroundings began to transform. The barren land shifted into lush grasslands. Flowers scattered, and the terrain brimmed with vitality.

“Merlin, can you make the World Tree’s Garden easier to use?”

“…Yes.”

“Knight King, prepare to use Excalibur, just in case.”

Excalibur.

Also known as the Exile of Foreign Deities.

Its power is incredibly useful. If it truly comes to the end, it can even banish the Apostle.

“…Don’t worry. Preparations are complete.”

“Heavenly Demon.”

“Yes.”

“Let’s break through.”

“Of course, that’s what a disciple of mine should say.”

The Heavenly Demon rested an arm on my shoulder and laughed.

“Even if you feel fear or dread, our deaths should occur on the battlefield. That is the way of the Master of the Ten Thousand Great Mountains and the Lord of the Demonic Sect.”

“Fleeing isn’t an option, is it? But don’t worry—I’ll join the fight as well.”

Sigurd raised his spear high.

“As you say, it’s deeply suspicious. The Nazi Empire is revealing its forces here? There must be some strategy involved.”

“We devised an elaborate plan, and now it’s useless. I just sent out a call for everyone to gather here.”

Merlin smirked.

“An all-out war against beings that don’t die even when killed—horrifying, but we have no other choice.”

“No choice indeed. If worse comes to worst, we’ll resort to Excalibur.”

“Aren’t you relying too much on weapons?”

At some point, Kim Seo-hyun had arrived on the scene.

“Well, I admit it’s a good weapon.”

“…That sword…”

“This one?”

Sigurd glanced at Kim Seo-hyun’s sword.

“It’s Gram.”

“You know this sword?”

“Yes.”

Sigurd turned his gaze to the Evil Dragon.

“Fate, it seems.”

“Fate?”

“Tell me, swordsman. Have you ever slain a dragon?”

“…No.”

“Then take this opportunity. The more sagas (Saga) you accumulate, the greater your prestige will grow.”

“I’ll handle the Mines.”

“Those things?”

The Heavenly Demon pointed beyond the horizon.

The numbers literally filled the horizon. While each individual presence felt weak, their sheer volume made them an overwhelming force.

‘There must be at least hundreds of thousands, even by a conservative estimate.’

Ten Black Goats.

Alongside them, the Evil Dragon, Fafnir. And an army of hundreds of thousands.

From behind, more presences could be felt. Approximately fifty figures radiated immense energy as they approached.

I lowered my sword.

The white light spread in all directions, stabilizing the area created by the Black Sun.

A dim sky. A world dyed in blood.

The clouds began to scatter, allowing sunlight to pierce through,

like a glimmer of hope in a hopeless hell.

“Let’s go.”

[Alias: The Savior's Power has descended upon you.]