Chapter 34


    ying Fanta X Aca, there are a few things youe to realize.


    The most notable thing among them is that it is a very well-made game for a manga game.


    One of the most notable is that, for a game considered a failure, it is surprisingly well-made. Despite the strong dislike for elements like Pongpong, considering the charm of three-dimensional heroines, the diversity of scenarios, and the overwhelming volume of the story, the thought crossed Ians mind, Huh? Is this actually a well-made game?


    So, Ian wasnt that surprised.


    Its an episode where the heroine bes a viin.


    It was something quite usible.


    Rather, several pieces of evidence convinced him that she was the viin in this scenario.


    Well, if it were me before, I wouldnt have believed it.


    The interesting thing is that its not so difficult now to imagine Lina Rosewell turning into a viin.


    Ian let out a self-deprecatingugh.


    Its a bit absurd.


    A situation where you can doubt the heroine without hesitation.


    When he was deeply immersed, he only thought of her as a kind and gentle person, but now he knows the multifaceted aspects of Lina.


    Her inner dark side and grievances.


    He could feel them firsthand when he was hit in the back of the head.


    The problem is.


    Her destructive power now is 2 to 3 times higher than the original Lina.


    People who are kind (or look kind) like the original Lina are like that.


    They have a lot built up inside, and when they get angry, its frightening. Explosive me magic of the elemental realm, venting their grievances.


    He needed toe up with a n for that.


    Just in case there were deviations in the scenario.


    Ive taken the elixir.


    Digging around.


    Ian pulled out something he obtained in the dungeon.


    The essence of the Mana Flytrap, thinly spread.


    It might seem like its not useful for much, but its a kind of material with more applications than youd think.


    The problem was, to process it, you needed someone with full elemental abilities, and luckily, he knew someone.


    When is Danyaing?


    Ian raised his head to check the time.


    The appointed time with Danya was in an hour.


    There was roughly half a day left until the start of the scenario.


    Its ambiguous for training.


    Since there was time, Ian opened the Kirtos terminal.


    Today only, free. The prophet recognized by the gods will predict your future for free. (3 people)


    Then he headed to the anonymous bulletin board he created.


    A thrown to the general public.


    Oh. Quite a few bites.


    Among them, a few struggling fish were visible.


    Ian picked three of them.


    [Mercy Aniston]: Freshman, living in Median House. Constetion is Virgo. I really want to date, but its not easy. Ive been confessed to by someone, but hes a guy who flirts with anyone. When will I ever be able to date?


    Two others.


    All three have inmon that they live in the female dormitory, Median House.


    The stage of this scenario.


    Since the scenario was unfolding, it was a good idea to use them as the subject of prophecy.


    Ian quickly tapped the Kirtos terminal.


    [To Mercy] Love. Its a good thing. But dont reveal too much. If you have someone you like, avoid them. Be careful when the full moon rises. Hide because it will follow you. I rmend running away.


    [To Lily]: Right now, the important thing is not your constetion. Your sleep will be disturbed. No. It has to be disturbed. Darkness is looming around you. Theres only one way. Be cautious of the full moon. If something happens, try to leave the ce as quickly as possible. Hidinges next. Just keep this in mind


    This should be enough.


    An hour until the appointment with Ian.


    If youre free, would you like toe over to my ce? No one is here except me, so feel free toe.


    Danya Catsnesia affectionately brushed her tail.


    Sararak. Sararak.


    No one there, inviting her like this.


    It feels a bit too fast Well, we said we trust each other.


    Bare feet caught his eye.


    Ian definitely seemed to have a thing for feet.


    How do you decorate feet?


    As she pondered for a moment, she suddenly raised her head.


    Hmph. Know the topic.


    No matter how Ian was, he was still far from that point.


    Yet, her heart couldnt help but beat faster.


    A littleter, Ians house.


    Were you nning to make me your sl*ve?


    Blushing, Danya mumbled.


    Sweat drops flowing down her small face.


    Breathing bing more and more ragged.


    Huff!


    Danya, who took her hand off the squirming epidermis, let out a rough sigh.


    Humans are all just bad. They try to use beastmen as sl*ves. You lied and said you trusted me too, right?


    I couldnt quite grasp the meaning of the words Danya was saying as she opened her mouth suddenly.


    I think theres some misunderstanding.


    Ian shoved a piece of jerky into Danyas grumbling mouth.


    Ugh!


    It was a giant rabbit jerky made before.


    Ians precious source of protein, but now Danya, the key worker in processing the Mana Flytrapss epidermis. This level of welfare was necessary.


    Do you understand what Im saying Yum. Yum.


    Chewing.


    Danyas expression, which was initially grimacing at the surprisinglyrge Mana Flytraps epidermis, gradually rxed.


    Tastes good?


    Ian had created several variations of jerky, and this one, made with the vor of ramen soup in mind, was his masterpiece.


    Softly, gently.


    Danyas tail, swaying, seemed to answer.


    She opened her mouth immediately, but she didnt say anything.


    Spicy and savory It doesnt seem good for the body, but its an addictive taste, nyah.


    Actually, a bit of catnip was also present.


    Danya, her eyes shining as if asking for more, Ian pointed to the remaining Mana Flytraps epidermis.


    Ill give it to you when its all done.


    Zrip!


    After giving her a look, Danya concentrated on processing the epidermis again.


    Some byproducts of nt-type monsters, when reacting with the full element like this, be more potent.


    Its done!


    The inner skin of the Mana Flytrap was thuspleted.


    After Danyas touch, it looked really useful.


    Yum But, yum yum, what are you going to use this for, nyah?


    While nibbling on jerky, Danya asked.


    Instead of answering, Ian emitted a bit of Earth mana.


    Then he brought the Mana Flytraps inner skin to it. It usually looked like an ordinary cloth, but the moment mana touched it.


    Whoosh!


    The Mana Flytraps inner skin quickly wrapped around the mana, absorbing it.


    Oh. Its fascinating, nyah.


    Danya rolled the dried Mana Flytrap around like a basketball. Following that, she looked embarrassed and brought it back.


    The tail fluttering looked really happy.


    If you want, you can ask for it, and I can y with you.


    Purr.


    The first punch youve received in a while is quite stinging, isnt it?


    Danya, with a flickering gaze, asked.


    But what are you going to use it for, nyah?


    Bomb.


    With the answer, Ians smirk crept up.


    Bomb?


    What on earth was he nning to do?


    Danyas tail trembled nervously.


    Strictly speaking, Pongpongs stake in the main scenario of Fanta X Aca was low.


    The reason was simple: most of the stories in Fanta X Aca unfolded after Pongpong disappeared as the s*icide incident.


    Therefore, there was no essential role given to Ian for Act 1, Full Moon Night.


    He just needed to act like a normal day, and when things started to unfold, he could observe andment as needed.


    With Danyas processing of the Mana Flytrap done quickly, there was quite a rxed time.


    The thought of training was dismissed; even for a dedicated trainer, it was wise to save some energy that day.


    Rest would be a smart choice if he wanted to solve the scenario overnight.


    If Lina Rosewell has be a viin, there is a possibility that the plot might deviate.


    With that thought, Ian gathered his preparations.


    Its better to have it ready in advance.


    Since he nned to rest anyway, he decided to take it easy nearby. With that in mind, Ian headed to the female dormitory of Lichten Academy.


    And so, hidden in the bushes, he could see the dormitory [Median House].


    I should be able to see most things.


    Ian leaned against a tree.


    The dormitories in Lichten were divided into three grades:


    Garden, House, and Hall.


    In order, they were multi-person dormitories, single-person cost-effective dormitories, and dormitories for the upper ss.


    Among them, the ce that would be the background for that days event was the cost-effective dormitory House. Among them, Median House was where many average-grade female students stayed.


    Of course, it wasnt that important a ce.


    The key figures in this female dormitory were mainly represented by the 5-star heroine Lina Rosewell. Others were at best known as cost-effective characters Who was it again? Ah, theres a girl named Macy and a few other characters.


    So, wandering around the dormitory in the bushes for a while.


    Unexpectedly, someone caught Ians eye.


    Huh?


    Ian closed and opened his eyes. However, she was still standing in front of Median House.


    Blue hair fell neatly to her waist.


    A posture as sturdy as if she wouldnt shake even in an earthquake.


    And a long sword on her back.


    Sharon Pierce.


    Considering her pride and reputation in the family she belonged to, it was hard to predict why Sharon Pierce was standing in front of Median House.


    Why is she here?


    Ian tilted his head a bit more.


    She probably disliked suchmon spaces. Did that mean there was a purpose behind her visit?


    Tock, tock.


    With cold footsteps, Sharon Pierce disappeared inside Median House.


    While Ian was organizing his thoughts about this unexpected variable.


    Unbeknownst to him, from the distant sky,plete darkness began to approach.


    Even for a moment, to correct his mindset.


    Clink!


    A few windows of Median House shattered.


    Kyaaaah!


    Screams could be heard.


    At the same time, a red liquid sttered against the windows.


    And so, the first main story began to unfold.


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