The Academy is Doomed

Chapter 127

In an empty conference room of the Amonis Academy, Amon was tightly bound with rope.

Of course, breaking it with force wouldn’t be difficult, but since the priests of the Holy Kingdom had bound him with overwhelming justification, doing so could escalate into a major diplomatic issue.

That justification was none other than the ‘crime of assaulting a goddess.’

‘Of all things in my life, I’m now bound for the crime of hitting a goddess. How did my life come to this?’

For a second son who came up from Drake territory, a rural backwater, this might even be considered a form of success.

Anyway, Amon blankly watched as the priests of the Holy Kingdom discussed with serious faces.

“This traitor must be beheaded immediately.”

“But he has noble status in the Amonis Empire. So let’s first report to the imperial court before beheading him.”

“My, beheading for an imperial noble? Let’s make it hanging.”

Amon glared at them as they played with human life with their tongues and thoughts.

‘Should I just overturn everything?’

But as mentioned, if he were to commit the act of checking their skull contents with his fists, it might trigger a massive war across the continent.

The Empire’s position wasn’t particularly good due to previous incidents, and now a notorious criminal who beat up the Order Goddess, the object of worship for the Holy Kingdom’s state religion ‘Order Faith,’ with his fists, has killed priests with his bare hands?

The Holy Kingdom declaring war would be natural, and countries like stray dogs looking for scraps might form an alliance to point their swords at the Empire.

‘And I would leave my name in one line in the history books. The great continental war broke out because of Amon Drake, the historic villain who punched a goddess…’

Therefore, he had no choice but to endure for now.

‘But if they really try to behead me, maybe starting a continental war wouldn’t be so bad? A second son from a rural noble family won’t get another chance to leave his name in the history books.’

As his head was spinning with various thoughts, Amon glanced to the side.

There lay the Demon King, bound like Amon and unconscious.

Since the Demon King was officially an enemy of the Holy Kingdom, they were in the same predicament.

In other words, Amon was being treated similarly to the Demon King.

‘They’ve put the same restraints on me as they did on the Demon King. What an atrocious treatment between fellow humans.’

Has the Holy Kingdom’s humanity fallen this low!

While grumbling internally, the priests’ meeting about Amon’s treatment was reaching its conclusion.

“Then let’s proceed with reporting to the imperial court before taking action.”

“Yes, that would be best.”

“But what if the imperial court refuses punishment?”

“My, the Empire’s principles haven’t fallen so low as to not punish a villain who harmed the Order Goddess Banumin.”

Having heard this far, Amon became suspicious.

‘But when they hear that the Holy Kingdom wants to execute me, what judgment will the imperial court make?’

If Amonis XVIII learns of this fact?

‘Kekekeke! I’ve been looking for a justification to cut off his head, and now such an opportunity arises! Tell the Holy Kingdom’s expedition that I personally grant them the sword to cut off his head!’

‘They say it should be hanging, Your Majesty!’

‘Then in my name, personally grant them the rope!’

No matter how he thought about it, he could only see his head being lost as a result.

‘I see. The world is trying to oppress me again by force.’

And Amon wasn’t the type to passively accept the world’s harsh oppression.

‘Right, let’s escape. And while we’re at it, let’s take the Demon King and run. Rather than rotting in this academy, becoming the Demon King’s associate might be helpful for my life.’

Of course, there was a past of beating up the Demon King, but what does the past matter now!

He can resolve past grudges with the Demon King through gentlemanly dialogue using fists.

‘Good. Then I’ll break free. One, two, three…’

“Teacher Amon!!”

Anar’el burst through the door with a scream-like shout.

Behind Anar’el, reliable fellow teachers rushed in like a flood.

And Anar’el was shocked, covering her mouth, seeing Amon who was ready to break the ropes by force and escape.

“Oh, my goodness! How could such treatment…”

She had hurried here after hearing Fiora’s unbelievable words about Amon being dragged away like a dog by the priests, but those words were true!

Seeing a capable teacher who was designated as the next head of academic affairs, Amon, who was as loyal as her right arm, tied up with ropes like a rain-soaked dog, Anar’el flapped her long ears in anger.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing! How dare you bind and oppress our Amonis Academy’s head of academic affairs like this! We will formally protest this rudeness to the Holy Kingdom!”

Seeing Anar’el jumping in rage, Amon felt a warmth in one corner of his heart.

He was touched to see the headmaster taking care of him.

At that moment, First Priest Raisin pointed at Amon and shouted.

“This teacher assaulted the goddess!”

Anar’el jumped at those words.

“What!? That can’t be…or can it?”

Since the number of times Amon had hit her would fill Anar’el’s secret diary to the brim, she couldn’t even attempt to refute Raisin’s revelation about Amon hitting the goddess and stepped back.

‘That figures.’

Feeling his trust in Anar’el crumbling, Amon turned his head.

Just then, Marion was approaching the priests.

“Amon assaulted a goddess! What an unbelievable claim!”

Marion, befitting a war hero, shouted with a fierce voice and looked where Raizen was pointing.

There lay the Order Goddess Banumin, unconscious with a nosebleed.

Marion flinched upon seeing that face.

“Oh…that face from the church…”

“This is Goddess Banumin. She manifested in the mortal realm when the hero drew the divine sword.”

“…Hic! Oh, I’m drunk.”

Suddenly seeming overcome with alcohol, Marion staggered backward.

‘That person is pretending to be drunk right now.’

Amon trembled with betrayal.

Having drunk quite a bit together with Marion, Amon could easily tell that Marion was just pretending to be drunk.

It was clearly a cowardly strategy to avoid the current situation.

“Um, by the way…”

Sloth raised his hand and spoke.

“Is that person really a goddess in the first place? They might just look similar or be an impostor…”

Raizen slammed the table in rage.

“This is blasphemy!”

“Ah. Yes. I’m sorryyy.”

Sloth, who didn’t want to be involved in this situation in the first place, retreated as soon as the other party reacted.

And as Brestle, who had been watching the situation with arms crossed, was about to speak, Amon struggled against his bonds and said,

“Headmaster, that dark elf says she’s going to eat again!”

“Eat…tch.”

Brestle grumbled and flinched backward.

It was because Anar’el was shaking her head back and forth as if about to headbutt someone.

And Reinbelt, who had come worried that his disciple’s body might be harmed after hearing Amon was tightly bound, was examining Banumin from various angles.

“Hmm…As Marion said, it’s the face from the church. Moreover, I sense an aura that even I cannot approach.”

Muttering, Reinbelt suddenly frowned and said,

“But why did such a goddess fall to Amon’s fist?”

An incredibly important point!

The priests who had bound Amon first, blinded by the fact that a goddess had been hit, without considering the circumstances, now belatedly realized this fact and seemed flustered.

“W-well…but she is definitely the goddess.”

“Who says she isn’t? The question is why she fell to Amon’s fist.”

“T-that is…”

Seeing the priests stuttering, unable to find words, Kai patted Reinbelt’s shoulder.

As if asking to leave it to him, Reinbelt shrugged and stepped back at Kai’s gesture.

Indeed, rather than himself who had only wielded swords all his life, Kai, who had negotiated with countless people as crown prince, would be more suitable to resolve this situation.

“Priests, please calm down and listen to what I have to say.”

“Hmm…”

“First, I think it’s premature to discuss Senior Amon’s punishment in the current situation. Wouldn’t it be fine to proceed with the discussion after the Order Goddess Banumin, the concerned party, regains consciousness?”

Kai’s proposal to observe the situation first.

Before the priests could answer to those words, Kai poured out more words.

“Also, Senior Amon has noble status in the Empire. I heard you say you would send a letter to the imperial court discussing Senior Amon’s treatment, but please keep this one thing in mind. The Order Faith, the state religion of the Holy Kingdom, is not our Empire’s state religion. Therefore, the Holy Kingdom’s position to punish Senior Amon could be seen as a diplomatic discourtesy, or even interference in internal affairs.”

At Kai’s cold words, the priests’ faces twisted as if offended.

However, even in his excitement, First Priest Raizen realized those words weren’t wrong.

The Order Faith is only the state religion in the Holy Kingdom, and while the goddess Banumin is an absolute object of worship in the Holy Kingdom, that’s not the case in the Empire which has numerous religions.

If they were to complain that ‘your country’s noble hit the goddess our religion worships,’ the imperial court might not show a favorable response.

‘They might even mock us saying, “Your goddess gets hit by humans? Is she really a goddess?” That directly relates to the Holy Kingdom’s legitimacy.’

Therefore, although angry, the First Priest forcefully suppressed his anger.

That composure was why he held the position of First Priest.

“…Indeed, you’re right. We almost committed a great discourtesy. Thank you for the enlightenment.”

“Not at all.”

Kai smiled faintly and internally breathed a sigh of relief.

‘Whew, Senior Amon’s head almost flew off.’

Kai also knew that if the imperial court learned of this fact, his father the Emperor might personally dance with a sword all the way here to behead Amon!

‘Well, we’ve put out the urgent fire and bought time, so what happens after the goddess regains consciousness is important…how will it turn out?’

As Kai was worriedly looking at the unconscious Banumin.

-Ugh…

“…!”

-Where is…Ah!

The woman opened her eyes with a faint groan!

The Demon King, who regained consciousness first, tore off the ropes and magical restraints while shouting.

-Where’s the bastard who hit me earlier…

“Next to you.”

Having freed himself at some point, Amon was sitting right next to the Demon King, spinning the torn ropes and magical restraints.

-…Hic!

Fists are closer than law!

The Demon King had searched boldly, but seeing Amon ready to swing his fists right next to her, quickly backed down.

-No, just wondering where they were.

“Oh. Right.”