Episode 67. Is this really fantasy?
My dorm was the same. I tried to turn on the light in the room I had just entered, but my hand stopped for a moment.
Because the countless dust particles flying in the light coming from the arched windows of the dark room were absolutely spectacular.
It was a natural sight, considering it had been empty for over a month. I couldn’t sleep while inhaling things like that, so I was in a hurry to clean it.
Basically, I opened the windows to ventilate the room, swept everything off the floor, and mopped it to give it a solid finish.
Perhaps because it was a three-star government office, the frequency with which the employees managed it delicately was low.
But how could it end so lightly and simply? The room next door was already bustling, as if it had only been a short while since school started.
I took a look at the dynamic and it was truly a sight to behold.
Why did you install the hangers and clothes racks there? Where did you put the magic tools and documents you hid in the drawer? I can’t stand being eaten by roommates.
If that’s the case, I don’t understand why we live together. In contrast, I could finish everything easily and just lie down in bed and fall asleep.
This is the luxury of someone who has been chosen for solitary confinement. I hope to continue to use the room alone in the future.
“There must be some time left. Can I close my eyes for a bit?”
“If you’re so free, why don’t you come hang out with me?”
“uh?”
I looked around, wondering where the sound came from.
There was no knock, no one opened the door, and the person who opened the door spoke in an unnatural tone.
I took a deep breath and looked out the window. I had opened it to let some air in…
“Hey friend!”
“Eww!”
There, a chubby girl suddenly popped out like a mole in a game of whack-a-mole.
I was so shocked that I fell out of bed, and Mary, whose face I hadn’t seen in a while, landed on the window and stepped into my room.
That too with shoes…
“Long time no see! I really missed you!”
“Is there really a need to come in wearing shoes?”
“huh?
Even after cleaning up, there were footprints on the floor. Mary’s whole body was soaking wet, as if she had rolled in from somewhere.
Did you catch a bug while swimming in the lake again? Please don’t walk around my room like that.
Thud thud thud─
“What happened?”
“Oh, come on!”
Mary, who didn’t even listen to what I said, dripped water and left footprints again. I even carried Mary by force and ran outside. It seemed like I’d have to clean up again soon.
‘They are like savages from a primitive tribe.’
* * * * *
The opening ceremony has ended and there are still over 48 hours left until the start of the semester. This leisurely pace is to give each student time to finish the preparations they need to make before the start of the semester.
Basically, it’s all free time except for cleaning the room and getting the materials you need for class.
I had everything set up with Jenny with the help of the Chainsilver family, so I was going to finish cleaning and get some sleep. Until Mary showed up…
When I brought Mary out, Jenny and Ruska were waiting in front of the dormitory. It was all planned.
Eventually, I was dragged to the Academy’s famous cafe by the atmosphere they created.
The sweet aroma of coffee spreads to the tip of your nose. The background of the cafe building surrounded by a flower garden will remind anyone of paradise.
Thanks to this, female students often come to enjoy tea time.
Even though it was free time, everyone was busy so no one came here to rest.
Instead, students I knew were already sitting there waiting.
“It’s been a while, Radon Crowler.”
Krona Delaware stood up, grabbed the hem of her skirt, and greeted her in a ladylike manner. I responded by saying that I was glad to see her, who looked more like a noble lady than anyone else in the place.
“Nice to meet you too. I don’t remember your name though.”
Bayman Dreadnought was fixing his glasses on his middle finger and concentrating on a large archive.
For modern people, it’s like checking important work data on a tablet.
I thought it would come out something like that… but the way he greeted people was completely rude.
and…
“….”
“….”
I had no idea this guy was here. I locked eyes with Lyman Begilius, who seemed to be the most dangerous of the bunch.
He had a cynical gaze towards everything. It gave off the same creepy vibe as if he had been stamped on by a tattoo artist from a back alley.
“How have you been?”
“huh…”
When he asked me late, I just waved my hand while cowering. Even though we weren’t particularly hostile, I felt a force that made it impossible for me to approach Lyman.
But since he is the main character of the main story, you might think that his personality would be sane… but that is a very foolish thought. Because this is a merciless world of munchkin stuff.
Just like a typical royal court drama, it is no exaggeration to say that the moment you think of or talk to the kind protagonist, your neck will fly off.
It’s incredibly reassuring to have it as an ally, but the moment it turns into an enemy… let’s not talk. I just imagined it for a moment, and it gave me goosebumps all over my body.
Bayman too, how could there not be a single normal male character? I wondered if the production team disliked bright and passionate male characters.
If I had to pick one, I would go with Professor Radian, but considering that his future looks bleak, he is far from being a passionate person.
‘I never thought I’d miss a protagonist with such a foolish disposition.’
You may feel like you’re going to burst from frustration, as if you’ve swallowed a whole sweet potato instead of being kind, but instead of feeling frustrated, you need to behave yourself.
Could this be considered a balance patch?
“Are you the only ones who haven’t arrived yet?”
“I guess the other guys are still busy.”
“Then, should we start among ourselves?”
There was no particular reason why the members of the student council, who were almost crying, gathered at one table.
It’s just a friendly chat about what we did during the vacation, nothing more, nothing less.
Still, I felt like they were the ones who said that, so I didn’t feel reluctant to listen to them while drinking coffee.
First, since Ruska had no family home, she stayed at the academy and helped the professors with their work.
Then, through the arrangement of Dean Cage, he went to the headquarters of the Holy Cross Church and met Angela again.
Although they are half-sisters, Ruska’s complexion was better than before the vacation thanks to chatting with her only family.
Moreover, everyone was shocked by the fact that Angela had been designated a saint.
Actually, there isn’t much of a problem… Angela has the blood of a god and the genes of her mother, who is a warrior.
Considering that these two powers originated from the ancient Millennium Tiger, Angela is nothing less than a miniature version of the Millennium Tiger. Who else would be a better candidate for a god to use as his agent?
And Mary went back to the White Horse Tower and tried out her newly developed magic. When Jenny asked how she made it, she smiled and said,
“Thanks to the new world that Radon showed me!”
“Phuhu!”
I accidentally spit out the coffee I was drinking. And then I almost fainted at the words that followed.
“It’s a magic that makes the fantasy I saw back then a reality. I showed it to my mom and dad first.”
You showed it to the Archmages as soon as you got home? Are you crazy?
“Then my mom praised me and said that my daughter was great, but my dad got angry at me with his face like a volcano erupting?”
Well, that’s understandable! How can a child learn such shallow magic from such a young age?
Even if I were the Lord of Baektap, I would have told her not to go anywhere and introduce herself as my daughter.
“So what happened?”
When I asked urgently, Mary immediately made a regretful expression.
“It was destroyed.”
“what?”
“My father… said that if you rot my eyes with that kind of magic again, there won’t be any soup left… so he erased that magic forever.”
It was a very refreshing and wise decision. Honestly, I think it would be better if it was organized so that it could be called the best magic tower in the empire.
I’m so touched I could cry. Although my situation is miserable now, I wanted to treat you to some expensive drinks someday.
“I worked so hard to make it… I hate you, Dad.”
What’s so bad about hating him? He’s a good father.
When Mary looks unexpectedly gloomy, Crona, sitting next to her, pats her shoulder. Then, with a bright expression on his face, he speaks again.
“But my dad was looking for the person who inspired that magic?”
“what?”
“What kind of guy taught his daughter such vulgar things? He said he was going to unleash high-level magic the moment we met.”
“….”
-Su… Su, I cancel my offer to buy you a drink! Please forgive me.
In an instant, I became lost in thought and prayed in my heart, begging for my life. Please spare me.
The power of high-level magic is enough to change the map… If that’s not an exaggeration but sincere, then it goes without saying.
I wish for a long and healthy life.
Please don’t come to the Academy. Lord Baektap, I beg you.
This time, I told him about the vacation that Jenny and I had. Bayman, who usually just stared blankly at the archives, listened to our story with interest for some reason.
And said.
“Did you two sleep while holding hands?”
“what?”
Jenny’s face turned bright red. I was also greatly embarrassed, although not to that extent.
From the beginning, the story of a man and a woman living in the same house was something that could not be ignored.
Besides, I’m the only male student who spent several days at the Chainsilver mansion during the vacation.
“Then the two of you will be cozy together…”
“no!”
Support!-
Jenny’s feet, where her cheeks were flushed, froze like a skating rink. It was the Silver Age that had been accidentally activated.
It was a truly ironic scene where the body was getting hot but freezing was occurring.
It was quite strange for a guy who had never shown any interest in anything other than alchemy to suddenly say something like that.
Whenever I heard that story, Crona would bite the handkerchief and glare at me fiercely. Thinking about her feelings for Jenny… I couldn’t rule out the possibility that it was jealousy.
‘I guess I’ll have to clear up some misunderstandings later.’
This time it was Lyman’s turn, but he had nothing to say. Lyman had no family, let alone a family, so he stayed at the Academy during the vacation.
The goal was simply to receive the Eternal Flame along with the diploma, and there was no particular awareness of the Academy itself.
‘What kind of passion would a guy who reached the max level have to come to a beginner server and install it?’
But there was an opportunity in the academy that I wasn’t really aware of… that made me want to live a little more sincerely.
“Okay, let’s get this out of the way. I have a question for you two…”
Lyman said, pointing at both Jenny and Mary. At that moment, Lyman’s sharp eyes had lowered considerably.
“How are your fathers doing these days?”
Chain Silver Gaju Gerard Chain Silver.
Baektapju Tailly Ludsiel.
They are the heroes who stopped the Demon King’s invasion 30 years ago… and they are the ones who served Lyman as their mentor.
At that time, Lyman was called big brother by them, and they treated him like a younger brother.
Although he himself is immortal and does not age, he must have felt relieved to hear that his younger siblings had grown up and become successful on their own.
Moreover, I never imagined that I would meet those younger brothers’ daughters at this academy.
“Well, you’re busy as usual. You’re not in any particular pain, and your stamina is like steel.”
“I see.”
“My dad is so clueless! How could he erase his daughter’s creations without permission?”
Lyman’s brow furrowed as Mary frowned and grumbled.
“The person you think is more faithful than anyone else is your father. Grow up!”
“….”
The sight was like that of an old man scolding a naughty child. No matter how hard Mary was driven, she would cower in front of the true tough Lyman.
She’s the daughter of Baektapju, so that’s how she ends things. If she had been a passing extra, she would have been completely devastated and never been able to chew food for the rest of her life.
“Then what has Bayman been doing?”
Last batter Bayman.
He pointed blankly in a direction, where a doll with a metal body was loitering around.
“I made that.”
That thing that you can’t help but call a robot just by looking at it is called an artificial golem in this world.
Those equipped with artificial spirits are an idea that came from the imperial attendants.
-Dessert. Enjoy your meal. Beep.
Another artificial golem approaches our table, puts down the cake we ordered, and goes back to doing his business.
Such an odd movement was unfamiliar to the cadets and even to me. Even in the world I lived in, there was no such high technology.
At that moment, one of the students running by accidentally pushes the artificial golem away.
The golem hit its head hard on the ground, enough to cause a concussion in a human.
But the cadet hesitated for a moment and then left without even a word of apology.
Because they are not really people, there is no need to treat them as individuals. This is especially true in this era.
* * * * *
“Did you just hear? They were living in the same mansion.”
Two cadets were hiding in the grass, watching the table where many people were seated.
There are many rumors that Radon Crowler got off Jenny Chainsilver’s carriage. I thought it was just a rumor, but I heard it now and it seems certain.
“Keep on going! Kent would go crazy if he heard that.”
“You should just not tell anyone about it, but distort it as much as possible. Since it’s written anonymously anyway, no one will know.”
The two quickly grabbed their student IDs and accessed the archive. One of them hesitated as he was about to leave an anonymous message on the bulletin board.
“But we still haven’t gotten over our warning. If we get caught again, we’ll be suspended until we graduate from the archives.”
“Then you can just use the archives installed in the information center. You can’t access them unless you’re a member of the student council.”
They ran straight towards the public archive room of the General Information Center.
There, you can use the academic bulletin board more conveniently than the archives viewed through the back mirror, and you can enter with your student ID.
Even if it’s just leaving a single comment, it can have a huge butterfly effect.
Breed and Ludicul, they haven’t forgotten what they’ve been through at Radon. I could hear their malicious laughter, a hobby of putting down successful people.
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