Chapter 138
The death of her younger sister.
The woman buried in sadness eventually crossed an irreversible path.
Without knowing she had been played by evil.
Without knowing that all the tragedies that befell them... were nothing more than a script.
The traitor's end was the completion of a world where no one could be happy.
It was a point where the gloominess of the story hit rock bottom.
Only regret and despair remained before the tragedy.
As such, there were also many opinions that it was pitiful.
[Category: Free Board]
[Title: But isn't Selena kind of pitiful too?]
If you think about it, she's a victim too
She was used and discarded by those damn Baob bastards from start to finish
Plus even the younger sister she missed so much
It was revealed that the heretics she was cooperating with had a hand in it
There was a huge movement to corrupt Selena from the start
I guess they targeted her since she was the dean's top disciple
It seems right to see it as being swept up in a big flow
[She's pitiful but still a bitch]
-> How many people died because of her, can't wash that away
-> It's not that I can't understand the situation, but I can't look kindly on what she did
[I found it a bit sad. She was still my favorite character among the faculty.]
-> Selena is quite popular
-> Well... characters with the mature woman attribute are rare in this game
-> Lol
-> The extremely wicked bread bread bastards are at it again
[Info) The dean was the one who brought Selena to the academy]
-> You again...
-> I'm tired of even spinning it now
-> Just the root of all evil
Selena had quite a solid fan base.
Her characteristically cold atmosphere, polite attitude even to students, plus an adult body that gave a violent feeling.
Thanks to that, her betrayal left a strong shock.
[Category: Free Board]
[Title: No fucking way my mature woman!!!!!!!!]
It can't be... it's a lie right? Tell me it's a lie
How could you do this to me
I followed you so much, how could you betray me please if this is a dream I need to wake up when I open my eyes again professor will smile at me as always...
[This guy's going crazy too]
[He's about to die lol]
-> Judging by how he's talking, he seems to have already died
-> She's an irreplaceable character in many ways
-> Lol
[I don't understand why everyone likes this chicken coop traitor so much]
-> Tsk tsk it's well-ripened
-> Does 2nd place in the faculty popularity poll look like a dick to you?
-> If we voted again now, she'd probably be pushed out of the top 10
-> Fact ban
[These guys like spoiled things]
-> Please don't call them women from 13 years old
-> ?
-> ?
-> You get out
-> The extremely wicked milk milk bastards are at it again
Opinions divided on both sides.
Of course, there was no one defending Selena's betrayal.
The ending she brought was only tragic.
There were just people who said the drunkard's story was pitiful, and people who refuted such pity.
In my case, I was closer to the former.
'Of course.'
Her evil deeds could not be forgiven.
Because they caused too many victims.
No matter how much pain one received from life, one shouldn't wield that against others.
Just as one shouldn't stab innocent people with one's own wounds as justification.
Selena crossed the line.
Even knowing that.
The reason I sympathized with the drunkard was.
Simply.
-Brother!
Because I thought she resembled me.
Because I saw myself in her broken appearance.
My stomach churned needlessly.
The one person who was precious in life.
A happy daily life because we had each other.
But the sudden death of a younger sister.
Despair, frustration, longing, loss... I, who went mad, unable to endure all that.
Or.
Selena.
'Perhaps.'
I may have identified myself with Selena all this time.
Because we lived through similar pain.
I understood the despair and brokenness she experienced.
I was saddened by her blind emptiness.
Because I in my past life walked a path no different.
I overlapped yesterday.
"......"
I stared at the woman before my eyes.
Wavering red pupils.
As if questioning the answer settled on that surface, I slowly parted my quiet lips.
It was a paragraph from a conversation we once had.
"You said so once."
In brief casual talk.
"The reason for alcohol is to forget shame."
Was this the shame you wanted to forget?
Yourself conflicted between longing and guilt.
Was it because of the problem making your stomach churn that you couldn't quit alcohol for even a moment?
During that long time.
-Being unable to stop is what makes one an adult.
-Even knowing it's wrong... we're already too old to change.
You were afraid.
When you wake from intoxication.
Of all the conflict and anguish that would come afterwards.
The woman spoke in a sunken voice.
"...It will be a long story."
Lips quietly starting the preface.
The drunkard began to confess the sin she had harbored for a long time.
I listened to the sunken resonance.
"It started like this."
The heretics who extended a hand.
Selena had cooperated with them for a long time and provided information.
There wasn't even a trace of guilt in such actions.
She was only full of longing for Lianne.
"At that time, I thought it didn't matter. If I could just meet that child again... I was prepared to take on any sin."
The woman tried to sell.
All of her gold and house, lifespan, sadness, love, even guilt.
She made up her mind to use everything that could be used.
Venom forged from sadness.
But
Since when was it?
"I gradually became weak, you could say."
She felt even such venom wearing away.
Children approached with smiles.
Colleague professors who were role models as educators.
Selena feared the environment that was kind to her.
Because it felt like she would ruin the plan if she got close to them.
So she put up walls around herself.
"I always drew a line."
The reason she hadn't recruited a direct assistant all this time was probably similar.
Because she didn't want to get closer than necessary.
She was always drunk, prickly to colleague professors, and polite but maintained a certain distance from students.
As a person who existed in the academy background but didn't belong.
She faced daily life calmly.
However,
Time that seeps in wasn't something that could be ignored at will.
Time at the academy became more familiar as days passed.
That troubled her heart.
Perhaps the reason she downed alcohol was because of such shame.
A wish to escape reality even for a moment.
The woman couldn't shake off her confusion.
"Maybe that's why."
Actually.
If she had prepared for betrayal, she could have been more certain.
Currently Selena was in a situation where she held practical authority comparable to the dean as the most likely candidate for head professor.
It meant she could have pulled out major academy forces externally at an appropriate time.
If it suited the heretics' plan, it was right to weaken the academy's forces as much as possible.
If it had been this method, the academy would have already been half-destroyed.
Even if I had stepped up to stop it, I would have had to consume lifespan.
But the fact that she didn't do so means.
"...Master hesitated."
"Similar. Though I'm not sure if it can be wrapped in such nice words."
While still longing for her sister.
The academy scenery kept catching her eye.
Longing for her loved one and guilt towards students mixed stickily.
The self divided in two fought as if to kill each other.
A mind tangled in a mess.
In the end, the woman couldn't do either.
She sat down in an ambiguous position.
Selena hesitated.
What to choose.
Though what use is it now that everything has come to nothing.
The drunkard avoided this side's eyes.
"Taking Student Yuda as an assistant in the first place was also for an experiment."
"By experiment you mean?"
"I needed it. I needed a sample of a talent that would soon reach the stars even if not a star yet, precisely an ungrown star."
"It was an experiment related to revival."
"The concept of stars is so rare. Especially if it's a young star, it goes without saying. So I had to take on the role of homeroom professor for 1st year Class A even if it was a strain. Even to approach Student Yuda."
"Professor Cardel who would have originally been appointed as Class A's homeroom. Pushing him out of that position was your will after all."
"That's right."
Now I understood.
Getting the top score in the entrance exam out of nowhere.
The homeroom changed differently from the original work.
Selena who always kept to herself accepting me as head assistant.
It was all to approach me.
I smiled complicatedly.
At the end of my mouth, I added a question.
"The experiment you mentioned... what exactly was it?"