Episode 35. Visit to the damn high-ranking official (1)
The sweetest and most beggarly holiday is Sunday.
I don’t need to explain how sweet it is in terms of rest, but the beggarly reason is also very simple.
Next Monday. That’s the end of the explanation.
After enjoying a lot of freedom, it’s inevitable that you’ll start to wonder what you’ll do the next day.
Since that day happened to be one of those days when I fell into the shackles of everyday life, it was common for me to fall into the symptom commonly called Monday blues.
If you already have Monday blues and are out of your mind, how would you feel if your higher-ups suddenly ordered you to work on your day off?
During the peaceful rest of Sunday, it appeared like a bolt from the blue. A carriage entered the leisurely main gate of the Academy.
The golden-rimmed carriage was quite familiar to the academy. There were only a few people in the academy who always went to work in such a flashy car.
The teacher Heidern was one of them.
『Notice to all cadets. We will be cleaning the school from now on. Available cadets, please gather immediately. I will relay the message once more. The elders of the Magical Federation will be visiting soon. Available cadets, please gather immediately.』
A noise-making magic tool that was used in the broadcasting room. The sound spread like waves through the magic stones embedded throughout the school.
Just hearing the news caused me a feeling of psychological discomfort, as if it were stabbing me in the lungs.
How dare you suddenly order me to clean while I’m resting. But the orders of the vice principal, who is second only to the principal in power, are absolute.
If you want to be rude, you have to be rude.
“phew…….”
“Ugh… … .”
Jenny Chainsilver and Crona Delaware. They were waving their arms with displeasure.
What they were holding in their hands was a long, sack-like broom. Even they, the best students in Class A, were helplessly assigned to the available personnel.
“Gwaaah! I can’t do this!”
Crona screamed, throwing down his broom.
For a noblewoman who valued cleanliness like her, the work of servants was unfamiliar.
“Just a few hours ago, I was drinking tea in a cafe with a peaceful mind, and now what the hell is this! Why are you using cadets instead of sending in more servants?”
“You know that, Crona. Hiring extra people to clean this large dormitory is a waste of money.”
“It’s also a privilege to be a Susanna!”
Even Crona, the target group’s child, saw that it was not efficient.
Jenny also let out a deep sigh as her mind became one with hers.
In fact, the biggest reason was that the guests who visited were the gift of communication, rather than the problem of Susanno.
No matter how many high-ranking guests visit, the problem can be solved by hiring additional servants.
However, because of the teacher who has a fixed idea, only the students are suffering. In order to show the students that they are not lazy in front of the teacher.
“I can’t do this anymore. Jenny Chainsilver! Come run away to the back mountain with me! Hide there until this is over!”
“No. You saw the teachers and staff watching.”
“They find it annoying anyway, so they put up with it anyway. I’m saying you should be flexible sometimes too!”
Faculty members supporting the vice principal were walking around the campus. If anyone was caught slacking off, their name would be immediately heard by the vice principal.
That’s the kind of person that Heidern is. He’s the most stubborn of the stubborn, who insists on changing something he doesn’t like.
Even Principal Caden Zodiac wouldn’t do something like this to treat his students like this on the weekend.
If you are a guest, you can come on a weekday, but since you cannot afford to waste the cadets’ study time, you were invited on this weekend.
“It’s all because of the communication! You’re just a bunch of old farts who are uselessly thorough but don’t get any benefit out of it!”
“… … .”
“And the party in the square this Friday night is also a problem! Look at this floor. It’s still covered in the remains of the party they started back then! I can’t help but want to go back and burn it all down with Sunred!”
“… … .”
“Jenny Chainsilver, where are you looking now?”
Jenny suddenly stops talking and looks blankly in a different direction.
Crona turned his head slightly in the direction she was looking.
There, a so-called swindler named Radon Crawler was pulling out the grass growing around the square.
Jenny’s expression as she looked at him seemed strange.
It’s like someone who is distracted by something they’re interested in while working.
Jenny wouldn’t be interested in pulling out weeds. That would mean she’s interested in the person pulling out the weeds.
“Look here. Come to your senses! Come to your senses! Come to your senses!”
“Oh, sorry! I missed something.”
“Do you like Radon Crawler that much?”
“No, that’s not it… … .”
“No, that’s not true. You’re not such a stupid woman that you’d look away while talking to me.”
“… … .”
Even though Crona was staring at her sharply, Jenny was strangely focused on one man.
Although he tried hard not to notice, Crona noticed what kind of feeling it was and stuck out his tongue.
‘Radon Crowler. What on earth did you do to… … seduce my Queen of Snow?’
Crona also felt an inexplicable emotion as he looked at Radon. It was jealousy and anger that made him clench his indomitable fist.
‘Ugh… … It’s not like I’m visiting Two Star.’
The nightmare of the military comes to mind. Whenever someone higher up visits, the subordinates lose precious time.
I knew that Elder Enviel was scheduled to visit sometime this evening.
The problem is that I didn’t expect that he would do something like this.
Besides, Angela came to my room out of the blue this morning, following yesterday.
I couldn’t count how many servings he ate while making rice balls in the morning. Even if he came wearing a mask, I hope he doesn’t come if possible.
‘I never thought there would be a hidden anecdote that wasn’t described in the main story.’
Since Elder Enviel is the gift of communication, he probably wants to show off his skills in front of him.
As expected, Principal Heidern is not in his right mind.
At first, I was startled by his sharp eye, but just like in the original story, he was a very stubborn old man.
Pulling out all this weed with my bare hands is crazy. I don’t know if I’ll be able to finish it today even if I give it a weeding hoe, but how long will it take me to do this?
The answer is to jump out. But that doesn’t mean you jump out without thinking.
“I did everything.”
“… … .”
I pulled out some grass and then called the faculty.
The lawn that had been a mess of weeds had now been transformed into a neat and tidy one.
The teacher watched it intently and then said with a bright expression.
“Pass. Now you can do whatever you want.”
“thank you!”
That’s how I was able to escape the shackles of cleaning. An hour after I had completely left, the faculty member checked the grass I had pulled once more.
It’s been so long that I don’t remember who it was, but it was a strange-looking cadet.
Doing all that by myself… …
“Huh?”
The weeds were still there. The grass that had clearly been pulled out just a moment ago was still there.
The messiness was still there.
The faculty and staff were greatly perplexed as to what was going on, and soon learned the truth.
The faculty and staff who noticed this were furious, as if a volcano was about to erupt.
“The guy who pulled out weeds here! Where the hell did he go!”
-Fantasy Summon Lv2
I used to use it unconsciously, but as I leveled up, I became more accustomed to it.
I didn’t know it when I first wrote it, but the illusion lasted up to an hour.
That was one of the things that made me realize how immature I was at the time.
[Erosion rate reduction: -30%]
[+3000 Credits]
[Experience points have exceeded a certain amount! 1 stat point has been acquired.]
As expected, the teachers and staff who follow the vice principal are very angry. Even though it is the weekend, the fact that they came to work at the vice principal’s word proves their loyalty.
It doesn’t matter what they abstract, but wouldn’t it be polite to provide a basic framework?
‘You want me to pull them all out with my bare hands without even a single word? I fell asleep, sounding like I was eating feathers with my mouth.’
After waiting for hours like that, a magnificent carriage finally arrived at the entrance to the school.
The silver drawings, shining brightly, were more luxurious than the carriage of sympathy.
The winged symbol on the door represents the Magic League. It was the personal carriage of one of the elders there.
A man opens the carriage door and steps onto the bachelor’s grounds.
A huge body with bulging muscles. A robe symbolizing the status of a great wizard is draped over it.
A gentle gaze that appears dignified yet kind to the people of the world.
Elder Enviel, with his bushy beard, was seen off by the scholars.
“Welcome to this wretched place, Master.”
Vice Principal Heidern was the first to greet him as he got out of the carriage.
“It’s been quite some time, Heidern. The only other elder besides me is from Alighieri, so is there any need to use the word shabby?”
“Oh, I’ve been so busy. But in order to maintain cleanliness, I called in several students even though it was the weekend and had them clean up the entire dormitory. Would you like to take a look around?”
“No, that’s not necessary.”
“But you’re going to be coming and going for the next few months… … .”
“Well, I said it’s okay.”
Elder Enviel doesn’t even pay attention to hygiene.
Because he doesn’t care whether the Academy is clean, dirty, or broken down.
As the mastermind behind Chapter 2, he can never be good. The reason why Lyman left the academy for a while, leaving only his clone behind, is mostly because of Envyel.
‘You finally came.’
Lyman Vegilius (the clone) clicked his tongue as he thought that, turned his back, and disappeared.
Enviel has a ‘magic eye’ that sees through everything, and Lyman was worried that his identity would be revealed.
His magical power is innate, allowing him to detect the presence of aliens disguised as humans.
In the case of clones with relatively low power, the probability of being detected drops drastically.
In fact, when you play as Lyman in-game, you can see that his performance has been nerfed.
However, even though he is a clone, he defeats two shadow troops, and is the only one to inflict damage on the strongest practice monster during the final evaluation.
Even if it gets nerfed, the game’s identity is still preserved.
Up until this point, the game had made me curious about the level of the protagonist’s full power.
“Hoooo… … I wondered who you were, but you’ve grown so much that I can’t even recognize you. Prince.”
The person Enviel approached with a burst of excitement was none other than Prince Totema.
He once gave magic lessons to a prince in order to receive permission to conduct an experiment from the Kingdom of Papyrus.
“It’s really nice to meet you, Mr. Envyel!”
The prince, who had met his long-time benefactor, bowed his head respectfully and straightened his clothes.
In his memories, Enviel was just a teacher who taught him magic in detail.
Totema raised his head again and shook hands with Enviel.
“I can’t believe we’re meeting again like this. I don’t know how to hide my joy.”
“Me too, but I wonder how your studies are these days. I heard that it’s just average.”
“yes…….”
Totema’s shoulders suddenly slumped.
He has royal blood flowing through his veins, is currently attending a prestigious academy, and received one-on-one tutoring from an elder of the Magic League when he was young.
As the rumor spread, there were huge expectations for the Totema Prince.
But the reality is that the grades are only at the level of Class B.
The world simply coldly belittled the prince.
The burden of it still comes rushing in like a torrent.
“I have no face.”
“No. No matter what the world says, I will always be on the prince’s side.”
“Thank you so much. And I’m so sorry.”
Enviel’s few words always made the prince’s heart flutter greatly.
It felt like the shackles of the perceptions of those around me had been temporarily lifted.
Immediately after that, the prince’s eyes were on the verge of reddening as he hugged her as if they were meeting at a family reunion.
“I don’t care what happens.”
Enviel, embracing the prince, said with a smile.
That smile that seemed detailed was actually a decadent smile full of evil.
“Whether it’s high or not, it’ll all be useless.”
Because we were hugging each other, our faces crossed.
The prince, whose face was at rest, could not see Enviel’s real face.
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