I Became the Student Council President of Academy City-Chapter 94

Suddenly, the numerous mouths attached to the magical structures that formed the Heavenly Ritual Feast opened wide and spat out something.

Each was a monstrous figure bathed in a dark red, mystical hue, an otherworldly being with a gaping maw.

These were the derived forms of the Heavenly Ritual Feast—the Army of Gluttony.

Anyone who attempted to disrupt the God of Gluttony’s feast had to face the Army of Gluttony.

Hong Gyu shoved his hands into the pockets of his coat, a grin spreading across his veiny face.

“You’ve always annoyed me. It pissed me off how you dared to defy the Principal, not knowing your place.”

“......”

“But I’m grateful. Thanks for coming here to die.”

Hong Gyu raised his arm.

“Let’s settle this once and for all.”

Then he swiftly brought it down.

Whoosh!

The Army of Gluttony charged at Dal-bi all at once.

Their movements were swift. Judging by the sheer amount of magic power they emitted, even a powerful 7th-tier mage would struggle to take them on.

However, Dal-bi showed no sign of retreat.

Fwoosh!

Flames erupted around Dal-bi, spreading out widely. Then, from within the expanding fire, numerous goblins brandishing clubs sprang forth.

[Graaaaah!!]

The unique ability, ‘Goblin Lord.’

Magic formula, Type 1: ‘Goblin Summon.’

The goblins roared in unison as they charged against the Army of Gluttony.

A fierce battle ensued, but the goblins were no match for the God of Gluttony’s army.

The monstrous soldiers grotesquely widened their jaws, devouring the goblins. The goblins were overwhelmed and fell one after another.

These creatures were not born from Hong Gyu’s power alone. They were the manifestation of the God of Gluttony, an entity far beyond human understanding.

Dal-bi was outmatched.

Yet her eyes remained unwavering.

Whish!

Dal-bi fiercely threw her sword at Hong Gyu.

As a child, Kim Dal-bi had been full of laughter.

Whenever she closed her eyes, the pain from the past resurfaced. Magic would engulf her body, and the sensation of needles piercing every part of her constantly tormented her.

But Dal-bi would smile.

Because smiling helped lessen the pain.

Dal-bi believed that her choice was the right one. After all, when she smiled brightly while with Oh Baek-seo, they became close friends.

Dal-bi was lonely.

So Baek-seo became an invaluable friend to her.

When Baek-seo and Dal-bi were torn apart by the Principal’s manipulations, Dal-bi’s heart felt like it was being ripped apart.

The pain in her heart, different from the physical pain, constantly gnawed at her.

That was something she could hardly bear, but Dal-bi forced herself to smile again, enduring the sense of loss.

After arriving at a new place, she lived through grueling training under the Principal’s orders. Then, one winter day, Dal-bi discovered a field covered in white snow.

The barren trees were adorned with snow flowers, and the entirely white landscape was so beautiful that it drew Dal-bi in.

When she exhaled, her breath came out in white puffs, like the snow flowers. Snowflakes drifted down gently from the gray sky.

Bundled up in winter clothes, Dal-bi left footprints in the snow. She was happy. But when she turned around and saw only her own footprints, her expression would often fall.

She wished she could have walked that path with Baek-seo.

“Hey!”

At that moment, a voice caught Dal-bi’s attention.

She came face to face with a boy, around her age.

Due to the deep snow, he waddled clumsily toward her, occasionally stumbling as he struggled to reach her.

He seemed determined. There was even a hint of desperation in his expression.

Curious about this, Dal-bi waited quietly for him to approach, feeling a bit dazed.

Eventually, the boy stood in front of Dal-bi.

“Who are you!?”

It wasn’t an aggressive question. His voice was just high-pitched, likely due to nervousness.

Dal-bi flinched but continued to stare blankly at the boy. His pale green eyes, framed by thin eyelids, were quite beautiful.

“…Who are you?”

“I’m An Woo-jin.”

The boy revealed his name.

“I’m Kim… Eun-ha.”

Dal-bi started to say her name but remembered that she shouldn’t and instead blurted out the first fake name that came to mind.

“But why…? Do you have something to say?”

“No… I don’t.”

“?”

Woo-jin answered with a serious yet awkward expression, sounding resolute.

“I just wanted to talk to you.”

Dal-bi couldn’t understand Woo-jin’s answer.

“Why?”

“Just because.”

“What do you mean, just because?”

“I don’t know how to explain it…”

“…Suspicious!”

“Wait, I’m not a suspicious person…! Huh?”

Woo-jin hastily tried to deny it, but then he stopped. Dal-bi was giggling.

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Dal-bi smiled brightly.

“Your name is An Woo-jin?”

“Yeah.”

“I was bored! You talked to me, so you’re responsible now!”

“Huh?”

Dal-bi grabbed Woo-jin’s gloved hand with her own and started walking ahead. Woo-jin had no choice but to follow.

Then.

“Whoa!”

“Oof!”

Thud!

Due to the heavy snow, the two children lost their balance and fell forward. They both ended up buried in the snow but soon lifted their heads.

The two children exchanged blank stares.

Snow clung to their hair, and their faces had turned red from the cold snow.

Woo-jin looked a bit dazed, and Dal-bi chuckled. Then she burst into laughter.

“Hahaha!!”

Woo-jin awkwardly scratched his head and smiled.

To Dal-bi, this was a precious memory she would never forget.

Fwoosh!

The sword Dal-bi had thrown ignited into flames, spinning like a boomerang and slicing through the snowy, happy past.

It was a sight like a wheel of bright flames rotating.

The target was Hong Gyu.

No matter how formidable the Heavenly Ritual Feast was, if the caster was taken down, it would be nullified and disappear.

But it was no use.

Clang!

Hong Gyu pulled out a massive axe and swung it, deflecting the incoming sword. It was a remarkably effortless response.

Whoosh!

As if she had anticipated it, Dal-bi pushed off the ground without showing any sign of surprise.

In her eyes, she could see Woo-jin, his face bloodied and in disarray. He was bound, becoming prey for the massive, grotesque creature, the God of Gluttony, behind him.

Dal-bi couldn’t stand it. Inside her goblin mask, she bit her lower lip hard, drawing blood.

At this moment, she was willing to pay any price to protect Woo-jin.

Fwoosh!

Red and blue flames, filled with immense magic power, wrapped around Dal-bi’s body like bands.

Two bright flames emerged from her forehead, casting a mysterious light, and fire rose from her hands, forming into the shape of clubs.

Her eyes shone with two different colors, one blue and the other red, like twin flames. They were the colors of goblin magic.

Her hair and skin glowed brightly, as if the saturation had been turned up. A trail of brilliant flames followed her movements, lighting up the darkness of the night.

The unique ability, Goblin Lord.

Magic formula, Type 3: ‘Goblinization.’

Dal-bi unleashed her true power.

“……!”

Hong Gyu felt a chill run down his spine. A rough smile soon spread across his face.

He shouted excitedly.

“Yes! Hahaha!! Finally showing your true strength, Kim Dal-bi!!”

Dal-bi swung her club toward the Army of Gluttony.

Boom!

Fwoosh!

With one strike, a soldier of Gluttony shattered, and the contrasting flames exploded, consuming everything in their path.

The concentration of magic within the flames was overwhelming.

The power of Dal-bi, now goblinized, combined with her talent, created an unimaginable destructive force.

However, the cost was horrific.

“Ah…!”

Dal-bi let out a gasp.

‘Crash,’ like a glass window shattering, something broke in her mind.

But Dal-bi couldn’t stop.

As she swung her club again, more soldiers of Gluttony were destroyed.

Each time, something broke inside her mind, making it impossible to distinguish its form.

What was already broken transformed into an abstract form, scattering within her mind.

Dal-bi gritted her teeth.

She couldn’t stop now, no matter what the cost.

The true power of the Goblin Lord’s unique ability began with Goblinization.

It granted Dal-bi immense power, on par with a 7th-tier mage.

But there was one price to pay.

Her ‘precious memories.’

That was the penalty of the Goblin Lord’s unique ability.

With each swing of her club, Dal-bi lost a memory.

Dal-bi howled like a beast. She screamed so fiercely that it felt like she was letting go of everything inside her.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion echoed.

The memories of the flowers and letters Woo-jin had given her shattered.

Boom!

The memories of visiting Woo-jin’s house and cooking for him shattered.

Boom!

The memories of gifting Woo-jin a robot toy, which he had liked, shattered.

Boom!

The memories of Woo-jin repeatedly telling her that he liked her shattered.

Boom!

The memories of hugging Woo-jin frequently shattered.

Boom!

The memories of talking about the future while gazing at the city’s skyline with Woo-jin shattered.

Boom…!

The memories of gifting Woo-jin peonies shattered.

Boom….

As the series of explosions continued, her ears started to go numb.

Staring at the structures of the Heavenly Ritual Feast that endlessly spawned soldiers of Gluttony, she gradually began to wonder why she was swinging her club in the first place.

Then, the faint memory of meeting Woo-jin in the snow-covered field resurfaced.

She clung to that faint memory like a lifeline, reminding herself of her purpose.

The soldiers of Gluttony continued to shatter.

The twin flames wrapped around her club burned and destroyed the soldiers.

Hong Gyu’s expression grew increasingly anxious at the unexpected level of destruction.

Slowly, her magic power began to run out.

But Dal-bi didn’t stop and kept running toward Woo-jin.

By the time the explosions had faded from her ears.

Crash. The last remaining memories in Dal-bi’s mind quietly shattered.

‘What was it? Why was I fighting…?’

She couldn’t remember why she was fighting.

She still had the memory of being forcibly taken away by the Principal. At that time, she had longed for someone. She had been sad to leave his side.

Who was it?

She couldn’t remember.

But the lingering remnants of emotion still whispered to Dal-bi.

“Huff, huff…”

When she came to her senses, Dal-bi had already reached Woo-jin.

The faint sounds of the aftermath of the battle and explosions reached her ears.

All she could hear was the ringing in her ears and her own breathing.

Summoning the last of her strength, Dal-bi used the goblin club to break the magical chains that had bound Woo-jin.

Crack!

Dal-bi stood there, staring at Woo-jin, who looked at her in shock.

It was this man.

Her memories were all gone, but her heart still told her.

You wielded the power of the goblin to save this man.

Behind her, Hong Gyu, who had been staring at her in shock, was now charging toward her. The remaining soldiers of Gluttony followed suit.

Why… did you come to save me?

Woo-jin’s lips seemed to form those words.

Thanks to her hearing still functioning, she heard Woo-jin’s trembling voice clearly.

Why?

The remnants of memories and emotions stirred within Dal-bi’s heart.

Her face, covered in dirt and wounds, broke into a tearful smile.

Dal-bi summoned the sincerity buried deep in her heart and softly whispered the words she thought she would never have the chance to say.

“Because I like you…”

With those words, the last of her remaining memories faded away.

Thud.

In the end, Dal-bi lost consciousness and collapsed into Woo-jin’s arms.

“……”

Woo-jin caught Dal-bi in his arms.

His face contorted with rage.

Though his magic had been drained, his basic strength had returned since the chains of the God of Gluttony had been broken.

“You bastards!!”

Hong Gyu shouted, throwing his axe.

At that moment.

Crack!

A rift tore through the air.

The blessing of the Golden Ram.

Regardless of whether his magic was depleted, a rift opened in the air, sending the threat somewhere else.

The axe passed through the rift and disappeared.

“What the hell!? How can you still have strength left!?”

Hong Gyu was visibly shocked.

Whoosh! Woo-jin pulled out a black baton from his belt.

Byeokchuk-bong.

Woo-jin’s pure magic had reached the 6th tier, greatly enhancing its destructive power. This most dangerous weapon, charged with his magic, was now in Woo-jin’s hand.

Woo-jin took a deep breath, summoning all his strength as he swung the Byeokchuk-bong toward Hong Gyu and the soldiers of Gluttony.

Boom!

A massive explosion of turquoise lightning magic engulfed the area. The scale was enormous.

Hong Gyu, stunned, stopped in his tracks, quickly raising his magic to defend himself. The light was blinding like a flashbang. He covered his eyes with both arms, shielding his vision.

When the explosion finally subsided, Hong Gyu lowered his arms.

“…Huh.”

He let out a small laugh.

Woo-jin and Dal-bi had already disappeared from the scene.