Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 117 Son of Diosume
Myself, is this hell?
Staring at the four perverts who had surrounded her, Miriam couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Apart from the cross-dressing pervert mentioned earlier, the three people who set up a simple trap and lured Miriam to the open space exuded a very dangerous aura.

The three of them look very similar, at least they should be brothers. The biggest common feature of the three is probably the exaggerated baldness caused by excess hormones.

In addition to their clothing, there are slight differences in the appearance of the three.

On the far left, the middle-aged man with a lining on his head has eyes that are all white. In the middle, the middle-aged man in a dark coat has two pinky-sized tumors instead of his ears. Only the middle-aged man on the far right, whose "clothes" are very suspicious, has no visible disability.

"Qi-Cai——I finally found you!"

Blake ran over from behind Miriam, panting and yelling at the three middle-aged men.

Miriam realized that the cross-dressing pervert was not targeting her, so she quietly moved aside.

"'Abandon the lottery'? What is this person talking about? Rather, where did this pervert come from? Is the security in this city so bad?!"

The middle-aged man with the deformed ear said in a shrill voice with an expression of disbelief after seeing Blake's appearance clearly.

"You are the perverts, right?"

Blake roared angrily, then tore open his shirt.

"Stop pretending to be confused and don't say you have forgotten what you did to me!"

The scene became even more appalling as Blake revealed his colorfully painted back.

Miriam, who had almost shrunk to the corner of the scene with her hands covering her face, looked at the perverts who seemed to be fighting among themselves, and felt like retreating in her heart.

He has been chasing the perpetrator of these perverted incidents ever since his clothes were stolen.

In the process of pursuing the criminal, Miriam met a senior who called herself "detective assistant" by coincidence. In addition, while the senior was also pursuing the criminal of the perverted incident, she accidentally offended the gangsters in Spring City, who rescued her when she was in danger.

Taking this opportunity, Miriam met another senior who claimed to be just a detective story lover, but was called the "College Detective". Then, by coincidence, she assisted the detective senior and caught the "College Thief" who threatened to steal the treasure of the "Treasure Seminar".

Of course, the "College Thief" is still a senior.

In short, when everyone else was busy catching the "abandoned lottery", only one person seemed to have fallen into the strange line of Miriam. With the help of three senior sisters I met during the summer vacation, after a series of ordinary, unstory-less, not-super-expanded, and completely unworthy experiences such as "Earth's Four Dark Kings", "Spring Underground Auction", and "Fateful Red and Black Gang Showdown", I finally caught the tail of the "abandoned lottery" after a long journey.

Although, finding the traces of "abandoned lottery" is a conclusion drawn after analyzing the past crimes of these perverts and their action patterns and laws, Miriam sometimes couldn't figure out what it meant to go through so many things in order to pursue the clues of the so-called "abandoned lottery".
But, after all, he can't retreat now!

Miriam, it wasn't just now that he felt fear. Or rather, he felt "fear" in another sense.

It was not until the four perverts were present that he realized that if he had any involvement in the messy things related to these guys, he would be "dirty" to some extent.

But in order to get back his stolen clothes, especially those items mixed in with those clothes. Also, for the detective who was sick that day and could only stay in the dormitory, even the on-site investigation had to be handed over to the assistant. He also had to.
Oh, yes, I also wanted to avenge Grenville, who was dragged into an alley to talk about "philosophy".

In short, Miriam, who has so many things to shoulder, must seize the "abandoned lottery" today. He can't let those perverts underestimate the ties that bind him!

"Oh, I did paint these. But why did I use such a dirty canvas?"

As Miriam's mind revolved around the scenes that had made his summer so fulfilling, the situation between the three perverts who "abandoned the lottery" and Blake became even more tense.

"Damn pervert, whose back are you saying is dirty?"

"Hehehe, instead of blaming me, I think you should thank me. You were originally so filthy, if it weren't for my colors to purify you, you probably wouldn't even be able to walk on the street now, right?"

When Blake immediately spewed out a string of obscenities, the only middle-aged man who showed no signs of disability smiled sinisterly and continued,

"Besides, we are not pretending to be confused when we say we are not 'abandoned'. It is the ignorant people who arbitrarily classified us into that code. My name is Bart, 'Dancer of Emotions' Bart."

The middle-aged man who called himself Bart pointed at the middle-aged man with white eyes wearing a lining on his head.
"He is Eno, 'the singer of the soul' Eno."

Bart pointed his finger at the last person.
"And he is Dill, 'the chanter of the heart.'"

As Bart's voice fell, the triplets' perverted voices and movements became synchronized.

"In the bodies of the three of us," "The worst degenerate in history flows at the same time," "The blood of Diosium!"

The moonlight fell on the bodies of the three people.

Even though their image, behavior, and words have always been extremely ridiculous, at least at this moment, they burst out with a strong momentum, filling the surroundings with a solemn atmosphere.

"Hey, Ino, Dill, Bart. Okay, okay, I'll remember your names and make a nice criminal record for you!"

Blake seemed unaffected and took out the weapon that he had been hiding close to his body from the little cloth left on his body.

As the dark barrel was put on his arm, a smile appeared on Blake's face.
"It's a great era. Such useful magic tools are easy to get. It's just right. I'll use you to test its power. You are perverts anyway, so even if you go too far, no one will have any objection—"

Blake aimed the magic tool that could fire artillery at the three people.

The light quickly gathered on the dark muzzle.

And it was at this moment that Bart moved.

The front part of his body is painted with lifelike clothes, while the back part is a pair of white wings.

At that moment, Miriam, who was watching the battle, had the illusion that the pair of painted wings stretched out and flapped like real wings.

At the same moment, Bart, who had already appeared beside Blake, stretched out his right leg and kicked his opponent like lightning.

boom.

The kick drew a whip-like trajectory in the air, and kicked Blake, who had been twisted into a bow shape, directly to the garbage pile in the corner of the open space.

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Miriam withdrew her gaze from Blake who was killed instantly, and met the gaze of the perverted trio head-on.

"Enough of the entertainment, let's get down to business," said Bart, who seemed to have just finished warming up. He pressed his still slightly stiff neck with his hand.

Bad
At night, in a remote open space in the northern part of Spring City, Miriam, who was trying to capture "Abandoned Color" alone, was extremely nervous when facing a trio that was more numerous and stronger than he had imagined.

So... what's up with that guy in women's clothing?

Looking at Blake lying motionless in the garbage dump in the distance, Miriam could only say that she was confused.

If that person is a pure pervert, he and the trio are obviously hostile. But if, as he claims, he is the leader of the Guard Knights, how come this leader was beaten away by the criminals as soon as they met?
"A real show? What do you mean? Did you deliberately lure me here?"

Miriam forced herself not to think about the inexplicable cross-dressing enthusiast and stared at Bart and asked.

At this time, he and Bart were keeping a considerable distance. However, judging from the scene in which Bart almost instantly approached his opponent, no matter how far the distance was, it was not safe.

"It's not that I have anything to do with you, but they have been arguing about you."

Bart spread his hands and turned aside.

Therefore, the people Miriam talked to became the so-called "singer of the soul" Ino and the "praiser of the heart" Dill in the three metamorphoses.

"It's not wrong! She can't be a man! I didn't 'pick' a man's clothes! I didn't break my principles!"

As soon as he met Miriam, Ino began to roar hysterically.

Miriam, who immediately realized that the person who stole her clothes was this Ino, yelled back angrily.
"Principles? You're already a pervert and a criminal, so what principles do you have?"

Although Miriam's roar was sonorous and powerful, it was obvious that Ino didn't care what he was shouting at all. He just pointed two fingers of his right hand at his eyes which had only whites.

"Since I was born, these eyes have never seen the light! But this does not mean that I am blind. God gave me these eyes just to let me see things that other people cannot see. Soul! Yes! It's the soul! My eyes that can't see anything can see people's souls! Other things can deceive people, only the soul can't!"

Ino suddenly glared at Miriam with his terrifying eyes.
"No matter how blazing your soul flame is, you can't hide it from me. It's as if you're deliberately showing off your strong soul flame, but you're actually protecting the most core, the most fundamental part, the most real, the most tender and lovely part."

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As Miriam's expression turned dark and blue, Ino suddenly took out a ball of cloth from his arms.

"And my visual impairment makes my sense of smell particularly sensitive! Men can't emit this unique fragrance of a girl!"

After saying this, Ino threw the ball of cloth to Dill beside him.

And Dill also took the cloth, sniffed it hard, and glared at Miriam.

"Indeed, it is full of the scent of tenderness, but I will not be wrong either!"

Stuffing the ball of cloth into his arms, Dill pointed to his deformed ears.

"Since I was born, these ears have never heard normal sounds. But this does not mean that I am deaf! God gave me ears like this so that I can hear sounds that weak people cannot hear! Boom. Boom. Boom. Can you hear it? This is the sound of all the people's hearts beating and jumping. It is so clear and so pleasant. And his heart is telling me that his body is undoubtedly a man!"

Dill said this in a harsh voice, and immediately got into an argument with Ino, who insisted that Miriam was not a man.

Two middle-aged men who looked 90% alike were arguing over this issue, their faces red and ears red, looking like they were about to come to blows at any moment.

It wasn't until Bart, who seemed to be the leader in all aspects, rejoined the conversation between the two that the quarrel among the perverts gradually subsided.

"Bart is right. All problems can be solved if we check thoroughly. Truth will tell us all the answers. Come on, give me all your clothes and let me see what you really are."

Ino took a battle stance.

"Humph, although your heartbeat is strong enough, the facts from all sides prove that you are too weak as a man! So, I will let you see what a real man is!"

Dill assumed a battle stance.

"Although this matter has little to do with me. However, I see that your skin is quite fair and tender, so I will not refuse a high-quality canvas."

Bart assumed a battle stance.

Looking at the three perverts who were baring their fangs and claws and looked like they would pounce on them at any time, Miriam was silent for a moment with an unpleasant expression.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn it! No matter how depraved he is, he wouldn't hang out with a bunch of perverts. In the end, you guys don't know anything and just came to me for a bunch of stupid reasons."

Holding the wand in one hand and supporting her forehead with the other, Miriam spoke in a low voice.

It seems that there is no need to worry about being exposed.
Miriam obviously had some reasons, so after obtaining the information about "abandoning the lottery", she took the risk and came to North City alone.

Now, the reasons that forced him to act alone seemed to have disappeared or were no longer worth paying attention to.

Ever since.

The perverted trio suddenly attacked Miriam, and Miriam pointed her practice wand at the sky.

After a semester of study, no, it should be said that I have been influenced.

Miriam has learned a lot since before she entered school.

For example, how to "fight" as a student. Another example is how to "fight" as a mage.

call out--

Along with a piercing sound, the signal magic quickly climbed high into the sky and exploded brilliantly in the surroundings.

You are dead!
After casting the signal magic, Miriam quickly released defensive magic on the spot, showing her white teeth and making this mouth shape.

(End of this chapter)