Episode 156. You Know It All
“Haaaah!”
“Yaaaap!”
A sound like a power struggle echoes through the gymnasium of the Liberation Hall. That kind of spirit is something you would normally hear in a training ground, but it is usually made by men from the combat unit.
Even now, the cadets holding wooden swords make short sounds, but they are drowned out by their rough shouts.
“Yaaaaaaah!!”
“Kuaaaaaaah!!”
The two girls’ shouts at the same time were amplified. The cadets who were sparring let go of their hostility and looked in that direction for a moment.
How can they be more motivated than us? What kind of training are they doing to the death? Are they enemies?
When the cadets looked there with interest, they were surprised. It was because there stood the girls who were called the saints of this continent.
They were sending out brightly colored magic energy through their intertwined hands.
At first, it seemed like he was just pouring his magic out like a stream towards his opponent, but then suddenly, with a sudden roar, he started pouring out his magic like a waterfall.
Is it magical training? Or is it training in the art of magic? But is it really necessary to do it that intensely?
“Haaah… I can’t stand it any longer.”
“Ugh… I’m hungry…”
The violent shaking of the magic stopped. The two saints knelt down, exhausted from their strength.
The two of them were fighting each other as if they were destined to fight each other. There were even rumors that they were enemies, so it seemed like they were engaging in a war of nerves.
“Can you please wake me up?”
“It’s gross, so go away! Do you think you’re the only one having a hard time?”
“I’m hungry…”
“I’m hungry too!”
But surprisingly, they clung to each other without any problems. Although one side of the green hair was irritable, there was absolutely no violence.
There was a reason they trained so intensely.
“How is it, Radon? Did you get good results?”
Angela asked me in a weak voice. Her animal ears and nine tails were hanging limply.
“If you say you don’t like it after making me suffer like this, I won’t let you off easy.”
Nebia said with a hopeful tone, “I hope it’s worth it since I’ve been through this.”
“Okay, calm down.”
That training was none other than mine, to find great advantage in the magical power they unleashed.
It was possible to use the saints for a short time because they were on speaking terms.
“How’s the radon? How much has it decreased?”
Jenny, who was watching the training with me, asked. The others were puzzled as to what the reduction was.
“Just about 1 percent.”
I said with a deep sigh, expressing my disappointment that the results did not turn out as expected.
But this gave me confidence.
“Still, the result isn’t so bad. It’s the first time my sleep rate has decreased without me lying.”
The fact that the curse, which had not reacted to any other holy relic, reacted to the two saints. It was clear that they were the ones who were absolutely necessary to lift this curse.
‘But they don’t seem to be releasing the mute function like before.’
There was a time when the silence was temporarily lifted due to the clash between Nebia and Angela.
I thought I would be able to speak like I used to, but with only 1 percent of my strength gone, it seemed like nothing was happening.
It seemed like something a little more powerful was needed.
“Now that I have the Eternal Flame in my hands, I think it would be a good idea to experiment.”
“Then should I ask the principal and see if I can get some sparks?”
Jenny tried to offer her opinion, but I waved it away and argued.
“That won’t do. If it was something that could be easily obtained by asking in the first place, I would have tried it a long time ago.”
“but.”
Since it wasn’t a sincere offer, Jenny immediately accepted.
First of all, I don’t know exactly where the flame is stored, because the storage location isn’t described accurately in the main story.
There’s a good chance it could be found in the heart of the archives, but it’s impossible to sneak in there.
What if I get caught in a trap or something while spying? The moment I get expelled like that, all my efforts up to this point will be in vain.
‘I’m not a moth to a flame.’
‘Two Saints’ who forcibly reduce the erosion rate without lying.
‘Eternal Flame’ that removes silence simply by holding it.
The two entities that alone can affect my curse will be absolutely necessary to lift it.
Let’s just hold out until graduation.
“What are you two talking about?”
Ruska, who had been watching from the side, interjected and spoke. She was looking at me with a displeased expression as she watched Jenny and me whispering.
“Don’t just talk to each other so viciously. Talk to me too.”
It seemed like he was curious about our conversation, but also felt like he was left out.
How sad it would be if the majority of a group called ‘friends’ separated the minority and enjoyed themselves among themselves. Jenny exchanged glances with me and muttered about this and that.
“It’s ■■ during ■■ of ■■. Do you understand?”
“what?”
“I’m sorry, Ruska. I think it’ll be difficult for me to do that to you.”
“No… I’m telling you to speak so that I can understand!”
The words were all vague and the message was not conveyed. Eventually, Ruska’s fever spread.
This damn silence is driving me nuts, not just to the listener but also to the speaker.
Jenny continued to protest, scratching her temples, but it was the same.
“It’s no use, Jenny. Just give up.”
“It’s not working after all.”
“What’s wrong?”
The person in question is shouting that he doesn’t understand anything, and this person is quite embarrassed as he is unable to speak.
“Ba… rice…!”
“Why are you looking at me for that! Put it down!”
The saintess was whining that she was hungry. The other cadets couldn’t take their eyes off the scene from their training.
* * * * *
To satisfy our hunger, we entered the student cafeteria. A nice aroma wafted from every seat, stimulating our appetites.
Even the regular cadets would be able to enjoy the food, but we were seated in a place where we could eat even better food.
A seat only for top students like Class A. At the table I sat at, there was a steak with the aroma of sauce and meat juice.
The moment I cut it with a knife and took a bite with a fork… I was able to see a new world.
‘Wow, man… I almost lost it.’
It was so delicious that I almost started cursing. Is it okay to eat something like this whenever I want?
I was worried that if I kept eating it, all the other foods would taste like rice without side dishes.
It seemed understandable why people who enjoyed such high levels of gold could become arrogant.
But there was something different about the girl sitting next to me.
“Thank you so much, Radon oppa. Ammyammyam…”
Angela, sitting at the honor student table, was not eating the finest food. She was eating a mere rice ball that wouldn’t fit even in the regular seats.
For a table of a saint symbolizing peace, it was shabby. Even my hands got sticky as I ate with my bare hands.
If the followers of the empire who harbor fantasies about the saint saw this, they would grab her by the scruff of the neck and bite her… but what can you do if she does it of her own free will?
I can understand why she’s like this, Angela. But…
“It’s not so bad that it’s inedible. Compared to the rotten apples I used to eat as a child…”
Nevia too…
“Next time, how about sprinkling sugar instead of salt on your rice? Doesn’t it seem like it’d be quite tasty?”
Jenny too…
“Then, instead of tuna or ham, try putting cream and pudding in your rice! If you serve it to the principal like that, he’ll probably like it, right?”
Mary too…
“Eww! This looks so delicious, you idiots!”
Ruska too…
All the faces I knew were chatting away while eating the same rice balls.
There was a subtle current flowing. This place obviously serves only the best dishes, right? But why are the top students only choosing to eat rice balls like that?
Oh, by the way, they weren’t the only ones here.
“It’s not good for my beliefs, but if Jenny eats it, then so be it….”
Crona followed Jenny too…
“What’s the point of being picky about what you eat? For people who are struggling to make a living in the slums, even this is the best cuisine. You have to eat it all without leaving a single bit.”
Even Kent, who firmly tells me not to complain…
“Just so-so….”
Bayman, who suddenly pops up every time I forget…
All the familiar guys were united by the rice balls I made. Thanks to that, I could picture the spectacle of sitting at the nobles’ table and eating common people’s food.
On the other hand, the regular tables were filled with more appetizing food, making them look like the seats for the best students.
What is this situation?
Should I be happy about this or hate it?
First of all, I am happy that everyone enjoys the food I make. It is even more touching because it is not a result of connections but of people saying that it is delicious.
And the bad thing is… it’s incredibly burdensome. Just looking at the rice balls that are being served on this table right now is enough.
The honor student table is directly managed by the chef and his subordinates who are hired with high skills. Each person has high self-esteem, but Angela suddenly ordered them to make something like this.
‘For some reason, he asked me for the recipe recently… .’
Their hands exist to create innate dishes. It may be a blow to their pride to be asked to create something like this.
It’s to the point where I feel like I, the culprit, should personally apologize.
Besides, even if they praise it for being delicious, it doesn’t mean I’m completely happy.
Let’s think about it. This isn’t a world where there are only ‘people inferior to me’, so it’s impossible to make a fuss over a mere rice ball.
If those people keep praising it for being delicious, you can’t help but feel inferior.
`Ahhh… This is a rice ball. Don’t you know?` Because he knows full well that such crazy things will never work.
“Yeah! We’re having a magic cooking competition during this Magic Banquet. We’ll be feeding it to the judges!”
The biggest problem of all is Mary. How can she only pick out shitty ideas?
“But it can’t be ordinary. Instead of ham and tuna, put in pudding and mint chocolate… Ugh!”
“Stop talking nonsense and eat some food!”
At that moment, it was Ruska who hit Mary between the eyebrows with a spoon. It was just like a mother expressing her anger towards her daughter.
My heart was filled with joy at Ruska’s expression, as if to say, “Is there anything you would do to assassinate the judge?” Because I felt the same way.
“Waaa …
“Why are you coming to me all of a sudden!”
Mary, who had been sobbing because of that, quickly approached Nevia and started to hug her. Naturally, Nevia couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable.
I’m not even a mother…
“Are you really asking me to scold you?”
Nebia turned her gaze to Ruska, and met his sharp red eyes.
“Hipp!”
It was an expression no different from that of a beast. It was as if he was saying, ‘If you have any complaints, come attack me!’ and Nevia was immediately intimidated.
“what.”
“Oh, it’s nothing.”
Nebia, who was overwhelmed by Ruska’s gaze, froze and avoided eye contact. Then Mary puffed out her face and scolded her, “Huh!”
“What the heck! You’re such a coward.”
“Then why don’t you try it once? On such a small note…”
what?
The fork that was trying to pick at the steak stopped in my hand. Jenny, Ruska, and Crona, who were also handing over their rice balls, also froze in that state.
“What did you just say?”
“Huh! Did I say something wrong? You’re short, but your mouth is so big.”
“Are you serious about that?”
“yes?”
Mary’s voice became strange. It was the moment when the cute girl’s voice changed into the voice of a witch who haunts the dark forest.
Since it was Nevia who had the hearing to interpret that feeling, she couldn’t help but feel chilled.
“Surely not… right?”
It felt like a high-density magical power was being detected, making it feel murderous.
Nevia met Mary’s eyes with a cold sweat. If it had been a beast just now… this time, it felt like facing a giant monster, a ‘dragon.’
“Hey, you idiot! What if you touch that part!”
“Mary, calm down! This is a restaurant!”
Jenny and I screamed and tried to intervene, but it was too late. The magic circle had already been created.
but…
Taaak!-
“Ugh!”
Before she could even cast her spell, someone struck her between the eyebrows with a spoon, knocking Mary down. The magic circle disappeared, and all of that murderous magic was gone.
“How does he fix this?”
The man who appeared as a savior was Lyman, the main character of this work. He had cut off her magic power with just a spoon.
-It’s like dealing with a time bomb with just one utensil!
“Thank you so much, Lyman! You saved my life.”
“Oops, someone slipped up again.”
Jenny was genuinely grateful, but Lyman had something in his mouth. Surprisingly, he was also eating the rice ball.
“Why can’t I eat it?”
“…no.”
It wasn’t really like that… it was just absurd. Has even the protagonist developed an appetite now?
That wasn’t all. Princess Mirona was walking next to Lyman, and she was also eating the same rice ball.
“Hello everyone.”
Now, even the princess walks around with that in her mouth. If this continues, won’t the imperial power fall?
And why is it that the shame is mine?
“Princess Mirona…!”
“Can I sit next to you?”
“Of course!”
Most people were very nervous about the appearance of the highest ranking official. Kent, in particular, knelt down to greet them since his family was from the military, but Mirona felt burdened and said that it was unnecessary to do so.
Mirona just came to enjoy her meal with a smile. She was as lighthearted as a girl in a fairy tale, so she was able to become friends with everyone here.
Mary, who has suddenly come back to life and joined in, is a bonus.
Knock knock-
I was just quietly watching, when Lyman tapped my shoulder with his finger.
“Follow me for a moment.”
Then he called me out.
* * * * *
The place Lyman brought me was the lake where I often fished. And it was also the place where I defeated the Shadow Troopers.
Lyman stopped right in front of the lake. For some reason, he didn’t look back.
“Why did you call me here all of a sudden?”
Of course, I couldn’t help but be curious. I looked through the ‘Maan’, but… there was no sign of hostility. But why did they call me to a place like this where there were no people?
“…?!!”
That was when.
In an instant, my nerves went from tense to…screaming.
I can feel a tremendous amount of pressure from Lyman, who only shows his back. I could clearly see what that energy was through ‘Ma-an’.
Live. Without needing any weapons, he suppresses weak opponents with only his spirit. I was so far away from him that I couldn’t help but bend my knees.
But I tried to act calm and asked.
“If you called, tell me quickly. I left some steak behind.”
“….”
There was no answer.
Just in case, I turned my gaze to the max and examined the guy… and at that moment, I was shocked.
-Emotions towards user: Neutral
“Then I’ll cut it out.”
At first, Lyman spoke in a polite voice, but I doubted my eyes.
-Feelings towards users: [email protected]#[email protected]!
Suddenly, the state of Ma-an became strange as if an error occurred.
After a while the guy spoke again.
“Don’t act like a fool.”
The guy’s voice changed. It wasn’t just a heavy tone, it sounded like he had turned into a different person… no, a different ‘being’.
The worst prediction flashed through his mind. Then, when he saw the changed Ma-an, the color drained from his face.
-Emotions toward the user: Hostile (vs.)
Lyman finally turned around. However, as soon as the magic power was released, the ‘human’ called Lyman disappeared.
And the devil said,
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