Isekai No Gakusei: Students From Another World
Similar Feelings

"The intruder knew very well what he was doing" Gerrutu Dyland as he combed through every corner of the scene. "There is hardly any evidence. Everything looks fine. The safe door was not tampered with, and no treasure was lost other than the stone. All we found were four dead bodies of troops lying at the door."

Dyland is still investigating the incident. Although the perpetrator did not leave any conclusive evidence, this led to another speculation in Dyland's mind.

"The door is not scratched, and there is nothing suspicious. There were only four bodies, and two survivors. The intruder thought if he didn't leave evidence, it would cover his tracks. But instead he showed his own way," Dyland held onto his chin. "The safe door was supposed to be locked by Hain using his spirit technique. It won't be easy to open it without his permission."

Dyland frowned.

"Spirit magic is complicated magic. It takes time to dismantle it. I'm pretty sure that Hain and the others won't stay put when they realize someone's trying to break the magic."

"In the end, Hain and the others will definitely catch the perpetrator. The perpetrator will not let it go and fight. But strangely, everything looks fine."

"According to Hain's witness, the perpetrator was very powerful. He managed to defeat the guards without any difficulty. But, if he was that strong, why did he leave Hain and Tora?"

"Surprisingly again, Hain's spirit technique won't be able to be broken through just like that. Hain's spirit was extremely loyal to him. If Hain ordered him to lock the safe door, he would protect it even if he had to die. Except for a certain reason."

"There's something strange here. And I have to find her."

Dyland was about to go back to Samson and report his discovery. As he was leaving, a team of investigators approached him.

"Dyland-san," Call him respectfully.

"What's wrong?" Dyland stopped his steps.

The man also showed something. "Here," he said, thrusting his hand.

"It's..." Dyland looked at that thing. A fine glass shard. The shape has been completely crushed, but Dyland believes that it is not ordinary glass. "Give it to me."

The man handed the glass piece. He then left after being ordered by Dyland to continue the investigation.

Dyland grasped the broken glass. He placed it on his palm and started squeezing it until his own hand was injured. Blood slowly began to drip from his palm.

"Gh--This feeling-" Dyland grumbled with a stifled face. "Same exactly..."

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Dyland's childhood did not differ much like that of children in general. He is a jolly boy and has a high curiosity.

Dyland lives in the city of Fueno, one of the major cities in Avon. It is closer to the port than any other city.

Dyland has a hobby. A hobby he got for idolizing his own father. Her hobby is sword.

His father was a soldier and worked under direct orders from the king. Because of this, his father rarely went home.

Because he rarely met his father, Dyland sometimes felt lonely. From there he began to think about practicing the sword. He aspired to become a royal soldier, so that he could meet his father every day.

He began to practice independently. With his own wooden sword, Dyland trained by swinging his sword every day on a regular basis.

For example, today he managed to swing ten times without stopping, then the next day he will increase the number of swings to fifteen. So every day.

Over time, his training bore fruit. He swung his sword a hundred times without stopping at the age of eleven.

And at the same age, Dyland managed to kill a giant spider with just his wooden sword. The news quickly spread throughout the city of Fueno.

At the age of fourteen, the Fueno police agency invited Dyland to join. They see Dyland's incredible ability and believe Dyland has further potential to be explored.

Dyland eventually joined. His initial feeling was a sense of pride and pleasure, as he knew soon he could catch up with his father.

At the age of fifteen, Dyland already had his own police team and made himself captain. He leads the team to investigate possible threats to endanger Avon.

One day, word emerged that the Eastern Holy Church had infiltrated the territory of Avon. The police suspect that they will create a scene in Avon for their own benefit, though it is unclear why.

Dyland's team was sent in for investigation. They were ordered to seek the truth of the bird's news so as not to cause misunderstandings. But they can't be found out.

The investigation went well at first. They managed to return to the headquarters with satisfactory results. The news was also confirmed to be true.

Several people from the Holy Church group were indeed seen wandering in the region near Fueno. At that time, the reason they roamed around was still not ascertained.

But after being thoroughly investigated again, they discovered another fact. They were planning to search for the True Demon King who was assumed to live in Avon.

The residents of Avon knew very well about the story of the True Demon King. To them, those ancient Demon Lords were already like their Gods.

Fables and legends are passed down through generations. It tells the story of seven True Demon Kings who fought against the gods.

But they know that now it's nothing more than a fairy tale. The True Demon Lords had died thousands of years ago.

The Demon King who founded and led Avon had died, and was replaced by a smaller Demon King. It still goes on until now.

But after knowing the purpose of the Holy Church, the police began to fidget and fear. In their minds, this was like real bullshit.

The power of the Holy Church cannot be underestimated. Moreover, because they worship the God of Light and their beliefs are very strong, thus making their magic power increase as well.

The police know very well about this and think it will be dangerous if they still want to continue to arrest them.

They were about to close the case, but Dyland made a proposal. He proposed asking for help from the government's military. He thinks it's a better thing.

Some people agree with Dyland's opinion, but not a few also reject it outright.

They say that it is better to allow the people of the Church to do as they please. After all, they would not be able to kill a True Demon King. It was also if the Demon King they were after was still alive.

"Nanging kepiye yen dudu the main purpose of dheweke? (But what if that's not their main goal?)" Dyland. "Iki can dadi wiwitan babagan sing luwih ala. (This could be the start of something much worse.)"

Dyland continued, "We ngadhepi rong kasunyatan. (We face two facts.)" Her speech. "The Manawa Sound of a true Demon King is urip. Lan kasunyatan manawa manungsa wani against a true Demon King. (The fact that the true Demon King is still alive. And the fact that the humans dared to fight him.)"

"There's a reason why kabeh kedadeyan. Lan iku ora can dingerteni dening us (There's a reason behind all this. That Dab is something that we cannot understand.)"

Everyone thought back after hearing Dyland. Although he is still fifteen years old, he can think further ahead than adults. That's what makes everyone appreciate it.

Without any protest from any side, the police agreed with Dyland's proposal. They then contacted the government military and reported about the Holy Church entering secretly into the Fueno region.

Within a few days, an army of royal soldiers was sent to Fueno. Along with the soldiers, Dyland was appointed by the police to be the leader of the force.

Dyland initially refused on the grounds that he still could not command properly. But something changed his mind.

Among the soldiers, there was a familiar man in Dyland's mind. Yeah, it was his dad. Soon, Dyland immediately accepted the position given to him.

But he did not show himself to his father. He planned to surprise her after all this was done.

A few days before the arrival of the soldiers, the police had managed to find the location where the members of the Holy Church were hiding. Now, they only needed to charge into that place directly.

They're hiding in an abandoned building on the edge of town. According to the reconnaissance team, there are two entrances in the building. Front door and back door.

The invasion began. The soldiers are moving towards the location. When it almost arrived at its destination, the soldiers built a camp not far from it.

Dyland advised not to rush to attack. It is better that they wait a little while ensuring the movement of the enemy. They decided to spend the night there.

Two days later, the soldiers were already preparing for battle.

After confirming that there was no suspicious movement from the other party, they waited for the day to darken before launching an attack. After nightfall, they immediately moved together with the formation of a single large army.

The moment they arrived at the location, they immediately split the troops in two. One was assigned to storm off at the front door and one was waiting at the back door.

In the darkness of the night, only the moonlight shone on them. Dyland looked up at the sky while imagining how his father would look when he found out that the captain leading the raid was his own son.

Without waiting any longer, the front troops immediately broke down the door, led by Dyland in the vanguard.

In front of them, only a human was standing in the middle of the room. He looked towards Dyland who was standing with a sword in hand.

Her clothes were white, her face was not clearly visible as there was no light at all in the room. All that was visible was his eyes that seemed to light up while staring at Dyland.

Dyland gulped while ordering his troops to fight back. The soldiers also marched out to surround him.

The man immediately fled in the opposite direction. But Dyland did not feel anxious, because he knew the back door had been guarded by other troops. There is no escape for that man.

But Dyland kept ordering his troops to move in pursuit of the man.

The troops moved with confident cheers. They believe that this arrest will be completed soon.

However, they were instantly speechless when they heard the noise from the direction of the human blurring. The sound of the pounding of the feet moving in unison, accompanied by the sound of war thumping.

Even though they were in the room, they felt like they were in a large field. Where the enemy soldiers are already waiting for them on the other side of the border.

It was so dark that it made it hard for everyone to look around. As they lit the torch, they realized that they had been surrounded from all directions.

In every corner of the room, the enemy troops were waiting for them. As if they knew they were going to attack this place.

Dyland panic. He could not see anything clearly because the torch light did not reach every corner. The first thing he did was to draw his sword.

The enemy troops took out their weapons, along with the Dyland army. Shortly thereafter, an indoor battle ensued.

Accompanied by the dim torchlight, Dyland swung his sword carefully. He did not want to hurt his partner.

But without realizing it, a lot of blood has splashed everywhere because of his sword.

The battle happened overnight. When both sides had exhausted themselves, most of them had collapsed. The rest were lost because of loss of life.

The sunlight slowly began to rise and enter through the sidelines of the cracks on the wall. For the first time after that hard battle, Dyland managed to see the surroundings.

How shocked he was to see the corpses lying on the floor. Almost everyone wears the same clothes.

He hurriedly searched for his father in the army guarding the back door. However, he did not find any of the troops.

Instead, he found their bodies in the same place they were fighting last night.

Blood filled the place. The walls were covered in blood, and some heads had separated from the people's bodies.

Dyland's mind was instantly muddled. Not because he was frustrated because he failed to catch the man, but because he realized that it turned out that the enemy troops they were fighting were the team that guarded the back door.

Due to the dark conditions last night, everyone fought without regard for their enemies. They did not realize that the other team had also entered the battle area.

After searching desperately, Dyland found the body of his father that had been split in two in the abdomen. No wonder he died, as Dyland's father was in the front row to lead the second team.

Dyland hugged his father's bloodied corpse tightly. Slowly, tears rolled down her cheeks and fell on her father's forehead.

Soon, his body felt weak. He dropped his father's body on the floor, and he curled up while he buried his face between his arms.

As a result, Dyland began to drop his own body on the floor. Still curled up, Dyland stomped his head to the floor. He's very depressed.

"Ora ono gunane maneh (No use anymore)," Dyland spoke to himself. "Kabeh muspra's. (All in vain.)"

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The next day, the town is shocked by the news of the massacre of an army soldier that took place in the old building. According to the report, the soldiers were framed and arrested, then killed one by one.

While walking towards the police station, Dyland looked around the city. Almost everywhere everyone talks about the news.

But he knew that this was the police way. They make fake news so that no one knows the truth.

Dyland breathed heavily. He staggered to the police station. His spirit seemed to be extinct and he walked like an undead.

Upon arriving at the office, he immediately submitted a letter of resignation. But before he left, one of his friends in the police called him.

"Deloken (Look)," his friend showed him a glass bottle in his hand.

"Gendul (Bottle)?" Dyland.

His friend nodded. "Iki was found in the wrong sawijining tendha army (It was found in one of the army tents)," said his friend.

Dyland's eyes lit up. He immediately took the bottle and left.

He quickly ran out, and the first thing that appeared in his head was the herb shop in the city. Immediately go there.

Gubrakk! He opened the door and entered without warning. Everyone there was shocked and silent.

Dyland walked up to the cashier and showed me the bottle. "Kandhani, why sing tuku iki? (Tell me, who bought this potion?)" Dyland said, handing over the bottle.

The cashier shook his head with a frightened face. He admitted that he made this potion. It's a sleep potion. However, he did not remember who he sold it to.

Dyland clasped the bottle hard. His face was getting frustrated. Though he could almost find a clue, but all came back in vain.

Unfortunately, he squeezed the bottle even stronger. It was so strong that the bottle broke and injured his own hand.

"Smouthed, sissy, pervert, JANCOK!" Dyland shouted in annoyance. It's too late for him.

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After turning seventeen, Dyland lived in a small village with his mother. Move away from the city and live quietly. For Dyland, this is also a therapy.

Dyland's routine over the past two years in the village has been to collect firewood and sell it. It is heavier and the income is smaller, but Dyland enjoys this quiet life.

In the afternoon, he would return home and be greeted by his mother. He will give him the money and leave no money for himself. His mother sometimes felt bad, but Dyland insisted.

One day, Dyland was gathering wood in the forest. It was almost night time and Dyland planned to go home early. With a pile of wood on his shoulders, he walked back.

Suddenly, he saw a wounded woman lying on the ground. At a glance, Dyland knew that he had been attacked by something.

"Sampeyan or something? (You okay?)" Dyland asked with a flat face. "Sampeyan cilaka pretty bad. Was sampeyan nembe attacked by mergo? (You're hurt pretty bad. Did you just get attacked by something?)"

The woman replied. "Yes, dening bear (Yes, by the bear)." The woman then complained of pain. The wound is wide.

Dyland immediately threw away the wood. He approached the woman and carried her with his back.

The woman was surprised. "Oy oy!"

Dyland started walking. "Sampeyan babras. Alas iki mbeayani. sampeyan can die yen tetep ing kene (You are injured. The forest is dangerous. You could die if you stay here)."

The woman was silent. Slowly, he began to let Dyland take him.

"Your genealogy sopo? (Whose name?)" Ask the girl.

"Dyland" Dyland answered briefly. He didn't even intend to ask back.

The woman continued. "Satur nuwun, Dyland. I'm going to miss iki (Thank you, Dyland. I'll remember this kindness)."

She was taken by Dyland to her home. Her mother was shocked when she saw her son carrying a woman. But Dyland explained everything.

After that, Dyland's mother immediately prepared medicine and food for the woman. At first the woman refused. He says he's fine, but Dyland's mother keeps pushing him.

Finally, the woman received the kindness of the Dyland family. He ate and took medicine, and he also spent the night there.

For several days, the woman lived in Dyland's house. Therefore, he also often saw Dyland doing his activities.

Starting from collecting firewood, to practicing swords. The woman noticed everything.

He became curious and eventually approached Dyland while he was training.

"Well, Mas Dyland pancen playing pedhang (Wah, Dyland's brother is good at swordplay)," he said as he approached Dyland.

Dyland initially paid no heed and continued to swing his wooden sword. But he heard something. "Mas... A dyland? (Sir Dyland?)" He said while glancing a little.

The woman covered her own mouth. Uh, nuwun sewu. I'm polite (Eh, sorry. I'm not polite)."

"Ora anything. Celuk kaya sing disenengi (It's okay. Call as you like)." Dyland swung his sword again. "Nanging, I also know your genius. (But I don't know your name yet either)"

The woman was silent for a moment.

"Ora any yen sampeyan ora peg ngandhani (It's okay if you don't want to tell me)" Dyland continued without turning his head.

But the woman answered immediately. "Clara," he said briefly.

Dyland continued to swing his sword. "OK, Clara. Suga-muga sampeyan ora kabotan yen diarani kaya ngono (Well, Clara. I hope you don't mind being called that)."

After that brief introduction, Clara continued to stay at Dyland's home for the next few weeks. At first things felt awkward with the presence of Clara in the family, but over time everything began to normal.

Half a year later, Clara is adopted by Dyland's mother, as Clara confesses that she has no one left.

When Dyland found out about it, he didn't really care and only responded with his flat face. But, he doesn't mind about that.

Since becoming Dyland's younger sister, Clara began to frequently join him in sword training.

Dyland was quite surprised when he found out that Clara had great fighting techniques. Even more surprising, it turns out that Clara is proficient in the use of fire magic.

From there, Clara teaches Dyland how to use fire magic. But as a result, Dyland was able to use water magic instead.

Dyland's new life in the village was quiet again. Clara's presence in her family also makes her life slowly change.

Clara's always cheerful and positive nature, slowly makes Dyland's heart and mind calmer. However, sometimes Clara is often careless and installment, it also makes Dyland often worried and keep an eye on him.

A year later, there was a huge commotion all over the kingdom. A new rule was set by the Demon King who led the Avon.

Each citizen must pay ten times the tax as usual. If there are citizens who cannot pay or resist the order, then they will be sent to the mine and employed there without salary.

Unfortunately, the Dyland family could not pay the tax. Although Dyland has tried hard to sell more firewood, but their money is still not enough.

In the end, the royal army approached the Dyland family residence and wanted to capture them all.

Dyland did not accept seeing the soldiers arresting his mother, so he fought back. There was a small fight between the two sides.

However, Dyland was unable to save his mother. His mother was arrested and thrown into a cage.

At first, Dyland was about to be caught, but Clara immediately pulled Dyland's arm and ran away together.

"Ora ana gunane. Sampeyan mung will lose lan shocker (There is no point in fighting. You're just gonna lose and get caught.)" Clara said while pulling Dyland away from the officers.

"Nanging, my mother- (But, my mother)" Dyland hesitated.

"Come mlyu dhisik (Let's run first.)" Clara continues to pull Dyland.

Dyland and Clara escaped the army. But, Dyland continued to be moody. He was afraid that the same incident to his father would happen again.

But Clara assures Dyland that she will help him to save his mother.

A few weeks after the new regulations were enacted, an organization built on the expectations of the people was established.

An organization that contains people who oppose raising taxes. Because for them, it was the same as torturing the people themselves.

They are a rebel organization. It was founded and led by a demon named Samson.

Dyland and Clara join the organization in hopes of wiping out the country's atrocities and saving their mother.

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Present Day's...

Dyland quickly walked to Samson's office. He opened the door and saw Hain, Nice, and Clara standing there, with Samson sitting in his chair.

"Simson, look at this" Dyland said, handing over the broken glass in his hand.

Samson frowned. "What's this?"

"This is a broken glass bottle-No, this is a potion bottle" Dyland said.

Everyone there was surprised.

"Bottle potion?" Clara.

"Yes. Something is wrong with the attack. Everything seems to be going really smoothly" Dyland said. "I'm sure with this shard of glass, we can look for stronger clues."

Samson folded his hands while nodding in understanding. "I understand" he said. "You asked me to go into town and ask who sold this bottle, right?"

Dyland nodded.

"Alright," Samson turned to Clara and Nice. "Clara, Nice. I want you two to go to town and find a store that sells potions."

Good and Clara nodded at the same time.

"And you, Dyland," Samson said. "I want you to continue the investigation. Maybe we can find something else."

"alright. I understand," said Dyland.

Clara suddenly raised her hand and spoke. "I have a request!"

Samson looked at him. "What?"

"I'd like to take Esema, " Reply Clara.

"The enema? Why do you want him to come with you?"

"Well, there's no particular reason. But he is also our member. Shouldn't we take her too."

Samson smiled slightly. "alright. I'm allowing. You can take her," he said.

Clara shouted happily. "Yeeee! Steady!"

Samson got out of his chair and shook his hand on the table. "The intruder wouldn't have expected this."

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