I Became the Academy’s Disabled Student

He headed toward the core of the inner world, avoiding engagement with monsters.

I wish I could handle more here and continue, but…

[Pain]

‘I’ve sustained too many injuries, far more than I planned.’

Even while still, my body aches with sharp pain. Some areas have completely lost sensation. Even if I check, I’m in no state to be called fine.

[Drowsiness]

If it were up to me, I’d lie down on the ground and sleep for days.

[Frustration]

This wasn’t part of the plan.

The plan was to avoid injuries as much as possible, reduce the number of monsters, and approach the core to mitigate the impact of the rampage.

That plan was shattered when the Lord of the Purgatory Tower and the tenth summoning of his minions barged in.

Thanks to that, my body, which should have been enduring the aftermath of the rampage, was nearly destroyed.

• Sorry, I caused trouble. I got really hurt, and we lost the Avatar of the Tower Lord.

[Confusion]

‘What a nuisance...’@@novelbin@@

I’ve gone and caused trouble once more. Now, the situation is utterly awkward.

[Fear]

Even with a healthy body, it’s uncertain how much I can bear from the aftermath, and in this condition, it’s undoubtedly dangerous.

[Resolve]

Still, after coming this far, I can’t just run away.

• Boom!

A massive tremor shook my battered body. It was the pulsating force emanating from the core, which could be considered the heart of the inner world.

‘If I leave it alone, it will explode soon.’

The tremor carried an ominous and malevolent feeling. If I step back with the excuse of taking my time, it will blow up soon.

It needs to be done now.

• Huh, ugh... huff...

As air passed through my throat, it felt as though I was swallowing a bundle of thorns. I endured the pain and performed some emergency recovery.

Healing magic. Then, I used homogeneity to imitate healing melodies, drawing vitality from Taesan and embedding it into my body.

• Huh, phew...

For short-term action, this is the best I can do.

After catching my breath for a moment, I observed the proof of protection that was still feeding on magical energy.

A white prosthetic hand. As it consumed mana, circuits appeared on the surface, and golden waves spread around it.

[That side? You? You have a self, right?]

• Whoooom!

• A protector doesn’t mean sacrifice.

• Therefore, a protector must also value their own life.

• Grrrk

• Bang!

• I don’t know either. I wasn’t sure about it. So, I had a feeling, and it just happened to turn out that way.

• Whooooom!

• Something’s there. A dungeon... no, there’s something more. What exactly is this?

• Kuuu...!

• KWA-BOOM!

• Krrrrrr!

• Grrrk, screeek...

• Boom! Boom!
• Krark!