Fanatics of the Magic Academy

Rose sat on the ground with his head down, and the guard grabbed him by the back of his collar, dragging him toward the bathroom like a dead dog.

[You have received and mastered the Ancient Dragon Faith lineage at the "Glimmer" level, totaling 5 prayers.]

Unbeknownst to anyone, the light shining in his eyes grew ever brighter, and his body seemed to be crackling with electricity.

[You have consumed 5 Focus Points to activate the Ancient Dragon Faith Prayer "Activation of Inner Flow" at the Glimmer level!]

A hand gripped the wrist of the guard who was dragging Rose, and a faint electric current was wrapped around that hand, making the guard's wrist feel numb and tingly. The hand was also incredibly strong, gripping the guard's wrist so tightly that it hurt.

[Activate Internal Flow: Consumes 5 Focus points. The current originating from the ancient dragons activates within the body, temporarily increasing Strength by 15 and Agility by 10 for 2 minutes.]

The guard turned his head, and a small fist rapidly enlarged before his eyes with unparalleled power.

"boom!"

The guard was knocked backward by the immense force, and his hand, which was gripping the back of Rose's neck, instinctively loosened, only to be immediately grasped by a small hand.

After the world spun and his vision went black, he saw a pair of gilded vertical pupils, and a wild, ancient aura rushed towards him.

The owner of the vertical pupils grasped his wrist and gently squeezed it.

"Snap!"

His wrist shattered as if it were porcelain.

Before he could even scream, Rose smashed his jawbone with a kick, the immense force along with his teeth and jawbone pulverizing his tongue into a pulp.

Blood rushed into his throat, and he could only make "hoarse" sounds.

Then another kick crushed his throat and spine.

The guard who had been dragging Rose like a dead dog just moments before now lay dead, his head lolling to the side, just like a dead dog.

Blood kept gushing from the ruptured opening in its throat, then gradually dried up, and it completely lost its life.

A strong smell of blood emanated from the body of the guard.

However, the room contained spices specifically designed to mask the smell of blood, so strong that the air seemed to be sliced ​​apart like butter.

Thanks to the spices, the smell of blood did not spread.

The reason was that nobleman, when he was having the most fun, would gouge out the eyes of the holy children with his hands or bite them off while licking them.

He also hated the constant smell of blood in the room, so he arranged a lot of spices in the room to mask the smell of blood.

But the loud commotion still drew his attention to the place.

He stuck out his pig's head and roared in a shrill voice:

"Risse! What are you doing? You broke my new toy! I'm not letting you get away with this!"

The response he received was not the usual respectful and humble voice of Rissa.

"Pat-pat, pat-pat."

That was the sound of bare feet covered in a sticky liquid stepping on the floor.

For some reason, the sound sent a chill down his spine.

A child covered in blood emerged from the cubicle, his gilded vertical pupils scanning him without any emotion.

Those eyes that had just aroused his lust and excited him now made his hair stand on end and gave him goosebumps.

He pointed at Rose with his greasy, fat finger, his brain, brimming with lard, seemingly stuck, unable to say anything:

"You...you..."

Then, the child's small body burst forth with unimaginable power, rushing towards him like an arrow released from a bow.

He punched the "bishop" hard in the left eye socket.

"ah!!!"

The bishop's obese body was thrown backward by the powerful force, and he fell among the holy children.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

The bishop's large body writhed on the bed. Before he could even get up, he felt his vision darken and he could barely see anything.

It's normal for the eyes to suffer severe damage, so there's no need to worry.

But before he could do anything else, something that looked like a light bulb fell into his hand, and it was covered in blood.

That's his left eye.

It turned out that this punch had split the bishop's eye socket and caused his eyeball to pop out.

He stared in terror at his left eye, now only his right, and let out a piercing scream:

"Ah!!! I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

It's really strange. He was all smiles and high spirits when he gouged out other people's eyes, so why is he acting like this when it's his turn?

Before he could continue speaking, Rose kicked him in the chest, knocking him down onto the bed, making his fat jiggle.

Rose placed one foot on his chest and the other on the bed, raised her fist high, and slammed it down hard.

Meanwhile, the "holy sons" watching from the sidelines showed no astonishment, no pleasure, no fear, no satisfaction—

Only numbness.

The star-like pupils stared blankly as the bishop's other eye was smashed.

The angel's golden pupils stared blankly as the bishop's face was smashed and dented.

The beast's yellowish, vertical pupils stared blankly as the bishop wept and begged for mercy.

His ocean-blue pupils stared blankly as the bishop's screams grew fainter and fainter.

Finally, the golden vertical pupils that symbolized the ancient dragon faith looked at the bishop as if he were a beast, and smashed him to the ground, leaving him lifeless!

Rose, her face covered in blood, stood on the lifeless "mountain of flesh."

The numb gazes of the children lying on the bed shifted from the bishop to Rose, who was standing there.

Not long ago, the gods they worshipped rejected him.

And now, the gods' followers look up to him.

Rose lifted her leg, left the mountain of flesh, turned around, let her hands hang down, and swayed toward the door.

He went to the door, placed his hands on the push handle, and gave it a gentle push.

"Squeak."

The door opened, and Rose lowered her head, her gilded vertical pupils staring emotionlessly at her kneeling "parents."

When the door opened, the two looked up with delight, but their expressions froze when they saw Rose's face covered in blood.

Then, disbelief and panic appeared on their faces.

They shoved Rose aside, rushed into the room, and stared in disbelief at the bishop's corpse lying on the bed.

"Ah!!! It's all over! It's all over!"

Rose's mother let out a desperate scream and knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Rose's father stood there, trembling all over.

Suddenly, the mother lunged at Rose as if she had gone mad, grabbing Rose by the neck, her face contorted as she screamed:

"You little beast who crawled out of hell! Did you come here to drain the last hope out of me?! I wish I had never given birth to you! How dare you live in this world! You're just here to collect a debt! You're a devil! You're retribution! I hate you so much! I hate you so much!"

Rose slowly reached out and instead grabbed her mother's neck.

Gradually, the cursing subsided, the hands gripping Rose's neck loosened, and she began to struggle haphazardly, weakly, and then her arms drooped limply.

Rose let go, and she collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Then, the father suddenly found a knife and rushed over.

The next second, the father lay on the ground, the hand holding the knife shattered, the knife stuck in his neck.

After doing all this, Rose seemed to have lost her soul and walked outside.

Your sanity has collapsed, currently at -12.

[A "fervent materialist" is getting involved...]

[Your sanity has been locked at 0 by the [Fanatical Materialist]. -12 points of sanity will be converted into 12 points of faith.]

Your sanity has crumbled, and your faith has grown increasingly fanatical!

In the year 5218 of the Magic Calendar, a horrifying event occurred in the magical capital of Loviria.

In order to make connections with various nobles, a certain magician secretly supported heretics.

They secretly organized and adopted countless innocent people, transforming them into fanatics to serve the gods, and giving them physical characteristics to serve nobles with various fetishes.

One of the fanatics worshipped an unknown evil god, gained some kind of evil power, fell into darkness, murdered his father and mother, and killed 9 nobles and 23 servants, a total of 34 people, who were out playing at the time.

When they were discovered, the cult member had already fled.

This cultist has golden vertical pupils, is 6 years old, and offers 2 marks to anyone who provides clues and 500 million marks to anyone who captures him.