I Became the Academy’s Pink Airhead

On the steep roof of the library, the research faction’s stronghold.

The rooftop around the tower where numerous weapon bombardments were rising was quiet. The battle that had been raging across the magically protected roof and ground until just now felt like a lie.

I was standing still, riding on a flying greatsword there.

“…”

“…”

“…”

The fierce mob wave that had been raging stopped.

The clones left by [Priest of Strife] Ofnir were all maintaining an icy silence. A stillness like an office atmosphere the day after restructuring news spreads. The quietness where not even breathing sounds flowed made me feel as if trapped in a moment frozen in time.

“…”

“…”

“…”

Ofnir’s numerous clones that had popped out like cockroaches.

Those fierce black suns had all stopped moving at once.

‘…Is it over? Ah, aah…! I shouldn’t say such things, geez.’

Cold sweat ran down as I almost inadvertently blurted out that line.

If my identity was passing Yellow Turban A, I would have died the moment I said that line just now. But since I didn’t utter the ominous line out loud, nothing particular happened.

Get a grip…!

‘Even if mob waves are my specialty, the opponent is a priest-level boss with basic ether resistance. Now when I can’t take him down like [Priest of Erosion]… I don’t know how long crudely beating down the clones with weapons will work. I need to buy time until Hilde’s hands are free.’

To maintain tension, I took a deep breath.

“Whew…!”

Then I vividly felt the cold sensation of the red spear gripped in my hand.

Whoosh―!

A weapon passed on by the timidly grinning rabbit librarian Mila.

But a very slight repulsive force occurs from the firmly grasped spear.

I smile bitterly, feeling the subtle repelling force rejecting the opponent.

‘I guess this much is because it’s a weapon given by the research faction skilled in ether manipulation… All weapons feel like this except those given by our house cat, huh.’

To minimize that repulsive force felt from the spear, I adjusted my posture on the greatsword controlled by Mila. But the altitude was awkward, making it hard to secure visibility.

‘If only there was something like a small walkie-talkie, I’d like to ask Mila to raise the flight altitude a bit more…’

But there’s nothing like that here.

The interior of the ‘Sage’s Room’ must also be busy preparing bombardments centered on Freya. Anyway, the faster that side gets sorted out, the sooner full-scale support can come here…

The only one who has to fight directly in this place now is me alone.

Safely physically clear out mobs until the main body comes.

Okay.

Mission reconfirmation complete.

In the suffocating silence. Due to tension, various thoughts flash through my mind.

“…”

If I get hurt from overdoing it this time…

I’ll be confined to the cave where bad pink airheads go. If trapped there, I’d probably receive the punishment of being forgotten from the main story while performing funny and cute acts for character unlocking events for life.

The one I’d have to perform funny and cute acts for in front is not players, but Hilde who’s likely to be the cave owner. I didn’t know she had a hobby of confining friends.

‘Is it a hell where I can only be released by becoming a summer-limited SSR wearing a shameless swimsuit… That’s a bit embarrassing.’

Natural state interactions.

I could do anything else, but that alone… that was my final limit line of defense. Isn’t that why I’ve continued to refuse my juniors’ invitations to bathe together until now?

Yet to think I alone would have to become limited 5-star event swimsuit SSR Clara…

It’s truly terrifying beyond measure.

Even if it’s a swimsuit… if this side wears a swimsuit, that side should wear one too for fairness. But Hilde probably wouldn’t wear one, saying it’s undignified. Then what’s the difference from being naked alone.

Amidst all sorts of nonsense arising from tension.

Suddenly one vague sincerity squeezed out from within my heart.

‘…And she probably won’t answer if I ask why she did that forehead kiss either.’

The softness felt on my forehead… still vivid.

Is such skinship common between friends?

I don’t know since I’ve never been a high school girl in my past life.

“…”

Even while thinking such thoughts for a while, I ceaselessly rolled my eyes around observing the surroundings. Because of that, I exerted over 3 times my usual perceptiveness.

“…”

Glance…

Glance…

Glance…

Numerous black suns still stopped.

While Ofnir’s clones remained halted, the main body still hadn’t appeared… but I wasn’t certain.

There was a limit to my perception ability.

I could only know what was happening beyond the range of presence detection – a 100 meter radius – by seeing directly with my eyes. Since even the presence of the main body lurking nearby underground could be a decoy, I hold my breath and thoroughly scan the surroundings.

‘Actually, this level of perception ability is unimaginably high compared to other [Unique Ether] ability users…’

The only part that could be called [Pink Spiral]’s specialty.

But individual ability is just at the individual level after all. It seems insufficient for me alone to act as a human radar.

“…”

Amidst numerous bombardment sounds.

Our standoff continued.

“…?”

But that too was starting to feel incongruous now.

It felt like we’d been playing freeze tag for almost 2-3 minutes.

‘Did these guys just figure out the automatic tracking function mechanism of the ‘Sage’s Room’ and try to avoid it?’

I clicked my tongue softly inwardly.

If that’s the case, I got nervous for nothing.

No wonder he’s the Priest of Strife.

To pull such a high-level fake to mock the opponent.

“…”

“…”

“…”

Dozens of Ofnirs with mouths tightly shut.

They were all stopped in place where they had each been about to charge.

As they stopped moving, the lingering black ether stopped flowing from their wounds. So the armament bombardment fired from the ‘Sage’s Room’ ignored them and moved away to automatically chase magic skills around the city.

‘Are they busy because of that… It seems Mila has completely let go of controlling the greatsword too.’

The greatsword hadn’t moved for a while now. After the abnormal situation occurred, it seemed rabbit librarian Mila had to focus on something else somewhere.

I glanced at the thousands of bombardments soaring into the sky.

Whoosh―!

Whoosh―!

Whoosh―!

“…”

The purple weapons ignore the black suns. And they were being fired like missiles towards various parts of the city. I couldn’t guess why the black suns’ expressions were so coldly frozen.

‘Usually the side that moves first in this situation is at a disadvantage, but…!’

Now I’m receiving help from the ‘Sage’s Room’.

Then even if I’m not flying around anymore, it’s worth trying hand-to-hand combat.

I jumped off the greatsword and landed on the ground below the library building where the guys had appeared.

Tap―!

I gripped the spear again and prepared to charge. While getting ready to turn their heads into bulgogi stew again, I inwardly gauged the true meaning of this freeze tag game.

‘Command confusion? No, all the clones are connected to Ofnir’s mind anyway… Or is the main body about to come out now? He’s not the type to so openly announce an attack like this though…?’

Tap!

When I got off the greatsword and took a stance on the ground. One of the black suns continuing the freeze tag in the distance spoke in a low voice.

“…Yan Liang. Wen Chou. Lu Bu.”

“What…?!”

“Guan Yu. Zhang Fei.”

“…?!”

Whoosh―!

I couldn’t help but react to those words, my eyes widening.

‘How does that guy know Romance of the Three Kingdoms generals…?’

This is … a fantasy game world completely unrelated to the original Earth. So it was unbelievable that he would randomly mention names of generals from Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Moreover, that guy is a high-ranking executive of this world’s mastermind… . Just with his abilities alone, he has combat power equal to three [Unique Ether] ability users.

What comes to mind is despair.

Four wings spread under moonlight.

[Priest of Erosion] who was barely caught by burning everything.

‘Don’t tell me… he’s a possessor like me…? Is [Priest of Strife] the ‘prophet’ that [Priest of Erosion] mentioned…?!’

If the so-called prophet was someone possessed in the game like me.

And if that prophet figure is [Priest of Strife] right in front of me now…?

‘Have I… fallen into a trap again.’

My heart pounds wildly, my mind going blank.

But.

One thing came to mind in that.

“…!”

In that instant, I had one certainty.

No.

That guy is not a possessor or prophet.

What comes to mind are the words [Priest of Erosion] had muttered:

-…And to think even the [Fate of the Three Heroes] would gather…

-…It’s really as ‘he’ said 1500 years ago…

[Priest of Erosion] wouldn’t refer to [Priest of Strife] with such a title.

Even if he had possessed [Priest of Strife] long ago, a gamer wouldn’t fail to recognize ‘Clara’ of now.

‘…Ofnir is not a possessor.’

Then… the identity of the ‘prophet’ is not [Priest of Strife] Ofnir.

‘But that guy recalled something from my words and is testing me.’

The Romance of the Three Kingdoms knowledge I shouted without thinking.

[Priest of Strife] has heard game original work knowledge and Romance of the Three Kingdoms related stories from the prophet before. And [Priest of Strife] was convinced that I came from the same place as the ‘prophet’.

‘Though I stupidly shouted and got caught… I learned something too.’

[‘The prophet’ doesn’t have prophetic abilities but is a possessor.]

[And ‘the prophet’ is a figure who came from the same place as me.]

[‘The prophet’ played the original game and possessed someone in the game’s past.]

The most threatening possibility…

The possibility that Ofnir was the ‘prophet’ and simultaneously a ‘possessor’ was completely erased. And in its place, clues to guess the identity of the ‘prophet’ emerged.

With this one realization, many stories that had gone astray until now fell into place. Even why the things said by one with prophetic abilities were not ‘the future of the current world’ but ‘knowledge of the game’s original work’.

‘What I need to know from now on is… what state the ‘prophet’ is in, and how much knows about the ‘prophet’ who is a possessor…’

Ofnir’s clone spoke in a sneering voice:

“Kukuku…! I see, so that’s how it was! There was one on ‘that side’ too―? No wonder things weren’t adding up!”

“…”

“Kahaha!! Well well…!”

I faced Ofnir’s clone.

Seeing my eyes that had wavered for a moment, Ofnir’s clone seemed to have guessed my identity. He grinned and made an expression full of certainty.

‘Depending on how much this guy knows about the ‘prophet’… how much my identity has been exposed will differ too.’

Just as that thought flashed through my mind.

Rumble―!

The ground shook as if an earthquake had occurred, and numerous clones began to disappear. I felt Ofnir’s main body, which hadn’t moved much underground in the distance until now, approaching.

“…”

He comes.

Boooooom―!!

The ground exploding and scattering.

A huge hole appearing as cracks spread.

And from there emerged a bizarre dragon with a body like a praying mantis.

Roar―!!

“Kukukuk…!”

“…”

Ofnir’s main body clicked its huge pincers and lowered its head towards me. That movement spread a foul smell, and a massive shadow cast its shade.

An appearance with hundreds of horns protruding like thorns.

A chaos dragon clan trying to disrupt the order existing in this world.

“…”

I steeled myself while facing that form.

‘If the Sage’s Room provides maximum support fire… how many minutes can I hold out?’

In that state, Ofnir spoke in a chilling voice as if whispering:

“Hand over the location of the ‘prophet’ on your side, kukuk…! Then I’ll spare your life…!”

“…?”

What is he saying now.

Perhaps thinking I had frozen in shock out of fear, Ofnir continued his chilling persuasion in an even more fervent voice:

“It’s useless to try hiding. Kukuk… The ‘prophet’ who came from outside the universe… there’s one on your side too, right? Or should I search the academy city myself to find a ‘male who can’t use ether’?”

“…?”

“Oh! Is this a praiseworthy mindset of thinking of your comrade? You think I won’t find him? This is your last chance to survive by selling out your comrade…! Kukukuk…!”

“…?”

Today, both Rota and Ofnir…

Keep saying things I can’t understand, making me feel left out.

At that moment.

Rumble―!!

Boooom―!!

Towards the massive praying mantis dragon clan, dozens of lightning bolts flashed and struck down.

And in that enormous flash was a girl holding up a spear.

Hilde spoke towards Ofnir with eyes full of killing intent:

“Die.”

Uh, wait a minute, Hilde…!

I still have more I need to hear from him…!

But Hilde charged towards Ofnir, scattering hundreds and thousands of lightning bolts.

Booooooom―!!