The Academy’s Ankle Reaper – Chapter 53

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Vine
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As soon as the duel began, the Headmaster immediately deactivated the spatial dimension. Both duelists were rushed to the emergency room.

Edgar had lost the ability to breathe. He was put on oxygen and placed on a stretcher.

I was also placed on a stretcher, although I insisted that I was fine. I had breathed the same air, so I had to be monitored.

It was quite a sight, two students, side-by-side on stretchers.

The spatial dimension had dissipated, and I could see the Captain smiling in the VIP room.

Someone, at least, was satisfied with the outcome of the duel.

“Kkrrrk…!”

Edgar, being treated first, made a strange gurgling sound and glared at me.

I ignored him and watched his reaction. Time passed, then, another patient was rushed in.

“The patient is bleeding heavily!”

“Prepare for blood transfusion!”

Zeke Alvion, long blue hair flowing, was having a seizure.

I saw where he was injured, in his lower body. ‘Did he get hit there… how…?’

He seemed like a lucky person, because this world had some way to heal external wounds.

I was wondering why he was being treated if it was me and Lemnos who had a duel.

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I was quarantined for the night, due to the poisonous gas.
I felt fine, but they insisted on monitoring me, so I sat idly in my bed. The window opened, and Captain Westhaven landed on my room.

“You made a big deal out of a little thing.”

“Do you really think I wanted to be here?”

“Of course not.”

She sat on the edge of my bed.

“Well, I had some fun. I’m heading back now.”

“So soon?”

I had thought she would stay longer, now that the duel had been interrupted. Her visit was very short.

“Are you happy I’m going?”

“Of course not. You know how much I admire you.”

“You’re always flattering me.”

She knew I was lying but it was the truth, I did admire her.

I respected her more than my parents.

“The duel ended anticlimactically…but it was still entertaining. Edward is already gone.”

“He just left? When his son was almost dying?”

My blood boiled when I heard that. How could he just leave, when his son was hurt?

“You’ve become too used to the ways of nobles. That’s how they are.”

“Even so… I can’t accept it.”

“You’re too kind. You don’t have a good connection with Lemnos’ family. Why are you so angry?”

She patted my head. “It’s also not your business.”

“It’s my duty to make sure no one disrespects me.”

“But you can’t hit Edward. Even through legal means, like a duel, you can’t.”

She, who never stopped me from beating people up, was telling me this.

“I also have to restrain myself from punching him, and you want me to just watch? That’s unfair.”

That made a lot of sense.

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Someone knocked in the middle of the night.

Visits were prohibited, especially at this time. I stretched out my senses to see who it was.

“Amy…?”

I opened the door. Amy charged inside, and closed the door.

She was acting unusual.

“A… Atlas, something bad happened!”

“What is it?”

“I… I messed up…!”

That made me wary. She said that when she fired a pistol at me. What had she done this time?

“Did you shoot someone again…?”

“H-how did you know??”

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Amy told me what had happened.

“S-so… you shot Alvion… there?”

“I didn’t aim for there! I shot his shoulder. I think the bullet ricocheted because of a defensive spell…”

Amy said she knew something was going on, after hearing my words, then she went to the training grounds control room, and saw Alvion.

And then, she shot him.

She was aiming at his shoulder, but the bullet changed direction. Hitting him… in his lower body.

Alvion had foamed at the mouth and collapsed.

“So that’s how he ended up in the emergency room…”

“Did you see him?”

“He was foaming at the mouth.”

“Aghhh… what should I do…?!”

Amy was scared because of what happened to Alvion.

She was not worried about shooting him. But she was worried about what might happen to her and the others.

“It’s fine, Amy. You did well.”

I took her hand.

“Alvion’s family will start hunting for you…”

She was right. The number of people who were carrying guns was extremely rare in this world.

Alvion’s family would find her eventually.

“Don’t worry. I’ll handle it.”

Alvion was involved in my mess.

It was time for me to show him a fraction of what I had experienced.

“But… Atlas. You look like you are thinking something bad… Are you sure it’s okay?”

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Zeke Alvion woke up, as the sun began to set.

“Huh?!”

He realized he was in an unfamiliar room, his body covered in a white gown, an IV drip attached to his arm.

“Why am I here…?”

He tried to sit up, but…

“Huh…!”

A sharp pain in his lower body forced him back onto the bed.

“Hah… hah… What…?”

He wasn’t paralyzed. He could move his legs, but… a sharp pain shot through him every time.

“You’re awake. Don’t worry. You’re in the hospital.”

“What happened to me…?”

A doctor’s voice next to him was… rude.

Doctors, no matter how skilled, couldn’t compare to a noble such as him.
“You had emergency surgery. You lost a lot of blood. You were on the verge of dying.”
The doctor continued, ignoring his rude tone.

“My lower body… It hurts… What’s wrong with me…?”

“I’ll tell you after you recover. Rest for now.”

Zeke remembered the pain he had felt when he had tried to move. The doctors’ actions seemed to imply something was wrong with his organs, or his back.

He was furious that he would have to wait to know what had happened.

“I said to tell me…! Which family do you belong to…!”

“Umm… I was going to tell you after you recovered, but if you insist, I will.”

The doctor sighed.

What could be so bad that made the doctor act like that? He didn’t look that injured on the outside.

“You… had an unfortunate injury. Mr. Alvion, from now on… you will only have one ball.”

“What…?”

What the doctor said was beyond his expectations.

“Don’t be too disappointed, your penis was half severed, but we managed to recover it. So, you’ll be able to have sex and have kids. It might only be half of what it was, but it works.”

“What did you say…?”

His head went blank.

That was something that he never imagined would happen. What… Only one…?

“As I said before… you only have one ball now. We tried our best, but it was too damaged to recover.”

“Are you… are you saying that I’m one-balled…?”

“One-balled is if you have two balls that are of different sizes. In this case the correct term is “Odd-balled.”

“Why are you telling me… that… now! Uggh?!!!”

His anger flared, and another wave of pain hit him.

“You need to rest! If you get too excited you’ll bleed out, and your pouch will fill with blood, making things worse!”

“How can I rest…! When I’m one-balled…!?”

He couldn’t believe it. ‘One of the factories for children, gone, forever… What will happen now? I only have one now…?’

Disbelief, humiliation, all mixed, coloring Zeke’s face red.

That’s when he remembered something important.

“The duel… how was it…?”

“…Well… Lemnos lost. He had a seizure as soon as he collapsed, so the duel had to be stopped.”

His head was spinning.

“Lemnos… collapsed and lost… because of a seizure??”

He understood. It was due to the gas in the arena.

A gas that would paralyze anyone below 150 centimeters. He had intended it for Atlas.

He had made sure it would settle near the ground.

He had lost. Badly. He was one-balled.

And he had lost, because of that damned midget. His own plan had ended in his demise.

“Ugh… Aaaagh!”

He had lost everything. And gained nothing.

“Calm down…! I’m giving you a sedative…!”

He lost consciousness.

He could still feel the pain, in the depths of his mind.

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