Chapter 1539 – The Sky I Created
“Do you want to hug me?”
Dre lifted Askatloff.
Askatlov, who had stumbled for a moment due to shock a little while ago, waited, thinking he would hug him like usual, but when he heard Dre’s words, he was shocked and looked at Yerin and Dre in turn.
Dre usually never lets others hold Askatloff.
Recognizing him as an equal. Also, if the rope is tied to someone else, they become jealous.
Dre is now asking to be hugged just once with his eyes.
Askatlov watched Dre’s eyes and just remained calm.
Even though Yerin hesitated, she accepted Askatlov and hugged him.
‘Soft…’
It was so small and cute, but somehow I felt an inexplicable majesty.
If I had to put it into words, he looked like a king somewhere.
Still, Yerin, defeated by the desire for the warmth and softness felt in her arms, hugged Askatlov and stroked her head.
Askatlov closed his eyes as if enjoying the touch.
“Wow. That looks pretentious.”
Renia was shocked.
Normally, I would grab Askatlov by the horns and say, “Just serve me!!” The tyrant Frostia was still in petty mode, watching Dre’s thoughts.
Evelyn was ‘reporting’ a series of situations to her ‘friends’.
This is because she felt that she was not normal.
Mullin, who glanced at this, blew on her bottle and looked sideways at Yerin.
‘Brother, you never did this to Meichi Love Jarte.’
Even from Mullin’s perspective, Dre was treating Yerin specially.
Women who don’t understand the incomprehensible taste of those trashy assholes will be a little upset by now.
‘Why are you so angry?’
For some reason, Mullen felt a little irritated.
When she thought about it, the reason for her irritation became clear.
She was sleeping well for a long time, but how long was she going to stay like that in her nest?
For a moment, Dre and her eyes met.
The quick-witted Dre said.
“Shall we go somewhere else?”
“Ah, yes.”
Yerin said “Thank you” To Askatlov and put him down.
“Uh, uh. Over there…”
Frostia, who had been quiet, clumsily raised her hand and tried to call Dre to stand.
But what if you get promoted like before?
Frostia usually pampered Dre with her chin, but today the relationship was completely reversed. Frostia, who had no idea what to do at a time like this, grumbled and came up with a good idea.
That’s a reminder that you are my believer!
“Now! Look!!”
The moment Frostia spread her arms. Grrrr! The dark cathedral was on fire.
“Ouch…!”
Yerin, who was startled, jumped up and naturally went next to Dre. Subconsciously she thought she was safe by Dre’s side.
Grumbling.
“Huh?”
It’s not real fire.
This is both fantasy and reality.
Flames rose from a stone statue located inside the cathedral, showing numerous appearances of a large being made of stone, a dragon walking on two legs, a huge dragon, and a woman called Frostia.
It was a masterpiece that Dre presented to Frostia.
“Wow…”
Yerin opened her mouth in admiration as if she had never been surprised.
That’s how captivating the sight of this sculpture was.
I felt such heat and passion that I could tell how much she put into it.
“Hmph. That guy over there made it, and it’s a real treat for me.”
Frostia crossed her arms and pointed at Dre with her chin.
“Dre made this?”
“Yes. Even though I’m like this, I’m also a lecturer in the Department of Art… I also have a personal background.”
Yerin opened her mouth as she watched Dre change her words in an instant. I thought she was a multi-talented person, but she also had a talent for art.
… If. Will the topic catch on?
That’s right. Himself too…
“Oh.”
It was only then that Yerin realized that she was too close to Dre and distanced herself from her due to her shyness.
“It’s really… Awesome. All I can say is that it’s amazing.”
How much value is a statue this size?
And…
“I can’t believe you received such a wonderful thing. How happy you must be.”
It was a murmur, but Frostia’s extraordinary hearing it all.
It was an extremely sweet sound for Frostia, who was displeased with the idea of a damned woman only caring about that human woman.
Hehe. Frostia spreads out her voluptuous breasts with a triumphant look on her face.
“Would you like me to carve one for you too?”
Her triumphant face collapsed at Dre’s words.
“Uh, uh…?”
Frostia stretched out her hand blankly, but Dre was looking at Yerin.
Yerin was embarrassed when she saw Frostia’s reaction and reflexively shook her head, but she quickly regretted it.
“We’ll talk about that later. If we go any further, it’ll be a hassle. Let’s go.”
“Ah, yes.”
As Dre was about to leave the cathedral, Askatloff naturally tried to follow behind her. Rhenia fluttered and landed on Askatloff’s head, and Frostia noticed her and followed quietly.
“You bastard Askatlov. Where are you secretly going after I called you?”
“Hmm…”
Askatlov, who would normally have been frightened by Frostia’s words, was more concerned about Dre’s actions and only let out a frustrated groan.
What. Frostia didn’t really mean to call Askatlov down.
She just said it to give her an excuse to follow.
Dre didn’t know why she was upset, but he felt like if she let it go like this, it would be awkward for her later.
“Rope. Renia. I’m sorry, but would you like to stay here with Frostia today?”
“…!!”
There’s a rope. No. Everyone was astonished.
That woman who hates Askatlov without any exaggeration is telling you not to follow him when Askatlov is following her?
Dre smiled apologetically, and she bowed her head to everyone and took Yerin outside.
Shake, shake… Askatlov, whose legs were shaking, shook himself. I collapsed.
“Hey. Hey. Deer? Deer? Askatlov?”
Lenia, who usually criticized Askatlov, was truly worried about him. Plop down next to him. Frostia got down on her knees.
The monster kings felt defeated for the first time in their lives.
Faculty of Divinity. Department of Combat. Faculty of Magic.
Dre guides Yerin to Frunar Academy after walking and resting for several hours.
Numerous students’ gazes poured in, but when Dre radiated an invisible energy, all gaze disappeared as if it were a lie, allowing for smooth movement.
‘It’s like a dream.’
I’m so happy, I can’t say anything.
The scenery too. Culture too. A mysterious place that is far different from the original world.
Even if I came alone, I would have enjoyed it to the fullest. Even the guide is Dre.
Okay. There are only two.
It’s like… A foreign date.
… Could this be a dream before I died?
Otherwise. I can’t be this happy…
Dre’s voice was heard by Yerin, who felt like she was floating on a fluffy cloud.
“There might be some annoying people in the art department, so let’s just take a quick look there.”
“Yes…”
A shadow was cast in front of Yerin, who was speaking blankly, and Dre, who was looking at her with concern.
When she turned her head, there was an unexpected person standing there.
“Han Ae-kyung?”
The woman, wearing a dress that exuded her dignity, bowed her head politely.
“Hello. Dre. And Yerin.”
She stared at Yerin.
Yerin made a puzzled face as she realized she had business to do.
What should I do for myself who has only been in this world for one day?
‘Now that I think about it, I think this person called me.’
She was on guard because she was with Shin Su-ryeon, but this person, like Kaitz, was trying to protect herself from Su-ryeon. He probably isn’t a bad person.
“Excuse me, but I’ll tell you my business right away. I want to go back to the original world I lived in. I need Yerin’s help with that.”
“My help…?”
“I don’t know if you know, but ‘strangers’ like me and Dre are given a special ability called a privilege. That ability requires Yerin’s cooperation.”
Han Ae-kyung sighs. She held out an envelope. She had luxurious stationery sealed with a red candle.
“This is an invitation to a performance at the Faculty of Arts that I am directing. I was recently invited to the Frunard Academy. I would like you to come see it. The time is tomorrow night.”
Instead of talking about work, you suddenly say it’s a play?
Unlike Yerin, who was puzzled, Dre was listening silently as if she knew something.
“If you can help me, I will thank you as much as I can.”
“Oh, yes. If there is anything I can help with.”
“Thank you so much. I definitely want to verify it before three days pass.”
Three days?
While Yerin was puzzled, Han Ae-kyung looked at Dre and Yerin alternately and hesitated to say something. Then she finally opened her mouth with a determined look on her face.
“… In three days, Yerin will probably be…”
After hearing that story, Yerin blinked her long eyelids a couple of times.
Inside the faculty room of the Faculty of Arts. There is an old man who exudes authority and dignity.
He was Count Willemg, who had tried to keep Dre in check by raising an issue with Lagna’s admission.
Count Bill Rumg raised the corners of his mouth upon hearing a certain message.
‘Tomorrow night.’
Tomorrow night. Distinguished guests come from all over the world to see the Faculty of Arts.
They come to see the performances of the artists he has gathered.
‘I can finally get rid of the illusion of eight days.’
After he threatened to destroy the Faculty of Arts, there were many voices questioning the ability of the Faculty of Arts.
Count Willemg, who initially tried to appease Dre, gave up on him and was busy working to prove that the art department would function well without him.
‘But so far, there has been too much interference from the bugs.’
They were the students who were fascinated by Dre.
Among its members, there were many descendants of the teenage family, so Willemg did not dare to do anything rashly.
Even among the instructors of the Willemg faction, there are idiots who send long text messages every day, hoping that Dre will come back, even though there is no reply.
‘Why do we rely so much on an author who only created one wonderful statue by chance?’
Willem proves that eight years of age are not necessary for the Faculty of Arts. He had aspirations to establish himself as a representative of the Faculty of Arts.
‘There was interference from the Hart family, but that’s about it.’
The Hart family invited ‘Han Ae-kyung’.
The purpose is to show a better performance than the artists Willemg gathered to prove that Willemg is not suitable to be a representative instructor and that Dre must return.
‘Han Ae-kyung is someone who deserves the title ‘the best.’
However, Han Ae-kyung. What if she fights with a special troupe tailored to her aura? I am not at all afraid of the clumsy collaboration between Han Ae-kyung and the students of the Department of Arts.
‘I’m looking forward to it.’
Willemg erased the smile from his mouth.
The day she becomes a representative instructor
The students who don’t know art and who dared to interfere with such a topic will be swept away.
A window showing the dark night sky. Looking at how many moons there are, Yerin thinks this is truly a different world. She did, and she realized.
Such thoughts soon and suddenly disappear.
The only thing that came to mind in her expressionless mind was ‘time limit’.
“Three days…”
Ae-kyung Han said: Probably in three days. She herself is banished from this world.
Now she won’t be able to meet Dre.
She sighed heavily.
Feeling frustrated, she went to sleep.
Knock.
The sound of knocking on the door.
When she opened her eyes, the sun was already shining.
I glanced at the clock, and it was past 9 a.M.
‘Mr. Dre…?’
Then she can’t look disheveled.
Yerin quickly stood up and shouted.
“Please wait a moment!”
“Yes~ Take your time~”
“?”
A woman’s voice?
Even though it wasn’t Dre, Yerin, who had already gotten up and straightened up, quickly opened the door.
“I’m sorry for making you wait so long.”
When Yerin apologized, she saw two girls.
One is a girl with pink hair who is as beautiful as a smiling goddess.
The other one… She was a girl with a face I had seen before and a cold aura.
“First- and second-year student council president. My name is Clarir Lane Blizzard.”
Clarir bowed her head, and Yerin also bowed.
“Excuse me, but I came here because I have business with Yerin.”
“What…?”
Yerin tilts her head. At that moment, Asita jumped out in front of Clarir and shouted.
“Hey, hey, how far did Yerin go with Dreng?”
“?”
Why. I ask that.
Immediately afterward Clarir next to her was greatly embarrassed. Asita grinned. She said with a smile that had lost all innocence and only remained bewitching.
“Let me tell you first, I may have gone as far as I could go.”
