I am out of the academy.
Even though the student council was busy, there was a reason why he was outside.
“It’s not like that.”
“Isn’t this similar enough?”
“no. Totally different. again.”
It was Serena who was giving the pint glass in front of me.
Priscilla put her hand on my shoulder.
“Good job.”
Should it be a wolf’s hand or foot?
It felt strange to be comforted by the wolf.
I was now learning about spirit art.
After the joint evaluation, I consulted Cromwell.
Working with Evan, he brings in the rebels.
It was an operation to cut down on the strength of the rebels.
However, the problem was that there was no Cromwell in the academy.
Cromwell headed to the capital for a meeting.
It was originally supposed to be the meeting McDowell had to go to, but Cromwell went instead because of the status quo.
Cromwell and I found a professor we could turn to for help.
A professor who knows the rebels well and has the skills to deal with them.
The right person for this job was also Robert, but he was not present at the academy.
During this semester, he was away on vacation.
So it was Professor Maguire who I turned to for help.
As Cromwell went to the capital, Maguire returned to the conference.
In the academy, professors are not allowed to go beyond a certain level.
When too many professors took vacations or went on business trips, some of them had to return.
If there were not too many professors in the academy, there was a risk of security, and it was because the work was concentrated on the remaining professors, causing various problems.
I couldn’t ask for much help though.
taken from noblemtl.com
Maguire was a research professor optimized for magic tools, so he could not fight directly, only supporting magic tools.
Research professors had physical stamina and had little experience in fighting, so they could not fight as much as Nana or Astina.
I’d rather ask Gracie for help, but Cromwell vehemently objected.
Still, because of the midterm exam incident, Gracie’s condition was not good, so she couldn’t ask for help.
He said Cromwell would be back as soon as possible, but he couldn’t rely on it.
Even so, it has already happened.
I had to find a solution for this.
I don’t know who will come from the rebels, but since they were about to recruit students from the academy, there was a high probability that a strong opponent would come.
So I wrote Astina a letter.
Originally, I was going to meet him in person, but Astina refused to meet me.
I don’t know why, but he refused to meet, so I had no choice but to send a letter.
Astina gladly accepted my request.
The next thing I did was to visit Lee.
I asked Li to do the student council work, and I explained what I was going to do.
– Can I get some help from Serena?
Regarding black magic, what he could do at the moment was vague.
taken from noblemtl.com
Magic cannot expect explosive growth in the short term.
So I chose Elemental Art.
Since I had never properly learned the spirit art, I thought that even if I learned a little, I would achieve greater growth than other skills.
“Long time no see, Rudy Astria. I heard the story from Princess Li.”
That’s how I met Serena.
She was dressed in black like an imperial woman, and her blue hair was neatly tied up.
At first impression was good.
They used to say they wanted to kill me, but it looked very different back then and now.
He had saved Luna and me before, so there was no reason to hate it.
but.
“Hmm… … . Because that’s not how I do it.”
Serena was not a good teacher.
“I think it deals with mana. Priscilla doesn’t take it herself, but you hand it over to Priscilla.”
“So… … . How do you do that… … .”
I’m still using Priscilla, so my mental strength is being consumed, but hearing the nagging next to me gave me a headache.
What is alternative mental power, and is it to be used like mana?
Serena explained to me the way she had heard her mother.
I heard that the most effective way to use Priscilla is not that Priscilla drains my energy, but that I give her energy.
Even after hearing that, I did not understand.
Priscilla is a spirit that uses my mental powers to control.
The call to hand over my energy to Priscilla was to share my mental power.
Can the human spirit be divided by sharing?
It was not an aura that could be manipulated like mana, and I had never felt that mental power was an energy.
I just tried, like Serena said, relying on my senses, but it didn’t come easy.
As I frowned alone, Serena handed me hot tea.
“Let’s get some rest. It’s not something that takes time.”
“okay, thanks.”
I took the tea from Serena and brought it to my mouth.
“As you said, it will be difficult to do in a week. It took my mother a long time too.”
“By the way, does this mean you can handle Priscilla perfectly?”
“I don’t know for sure. But, I think I can handle it enough that it doesn’t go crazy.”
“It’s not going to explode… … .”
Then I had a question.
Why did Serena’s mother die?
If I could control it enough not to run away, there might be another way.
When I had my doubts, Serena spoke up first.
“The reason my mother died was because she herself ran it.”
I widened my eyes at Serena’s words.
“Did you run into it yourself?”
To say that they ran away directly is actually something that happened with the intention of dying.
Who the hell was he fighting with so he was ready to die?
Then Priscilla opened her mouth.
“At that time, the opponent was very strong. I couldn’t back off though. Serena was behind her.”
If Priscilla said that, it means that she was a really strong opponent.
I was in doubt.
“Who was your opponent?”
“I don’t know… … . All I know is that my opponent overwhelms me with his great swordsmanship.”
“fence?”
“I’ve been researching about those days as well.”
Serena opened her mouth.
“I just found out about the last message my mother left me.”
Serena said so and pointed to the watch.
“hour. That was my mother’s last message.”
Then only one person came to mind.
Aryandor, a magician who manipulates time and a magic swordsman.
As far as I know, he was the only person with time and swordsmanship.
Serena knows this too.
“But I don’t think the rebel leader is the culprit.”
“Is it because of the time?”
“Yeah, just looking at the appearance, it seems like it’s hard to be a talented person at that time. I have to say that it doesn’t fit in many ways.”
The problem was timing.
Serena’s mother died about 10 years ago.
It was around the time when Robert was expelled from the Empire and Levian had fled from the Empire.
The appearance of Aryandor is between the late 20s and early 30s.
So 10 years ago, he was the same age as me.
Serena’s mother was an imperial spirit warrior who could not be ignored by anyone.
It was difficult for Aryandor to be strong enough to face Serena’s mother at that time.
Also, even if he had that level of skill at that time, something was strange.
At that time, Epomos was broken, Levin was gone, and there were hardly any men who could be called the mighty of the Empire.
At that time, if Aryandor killed Serena’s mother, an imperial elemental, the fact that he had a sympathy for the Empire from that time on.
Then it was strange that he didn’t create a rebel at that time.
It was a time when many people harbored antipathy towards the Empire.
As the Empire swept the poor, it was only natural.
Then, it would have been easier to save a fellow who harbored animosity toward the Empire and to destroy the Empire.
There was no reason to move now.
Then there was only one conclusion.
There are people other than Aryandor who can wield time magic.
Looking back, I was skeptical.
Where the hell did Aryandor learn the magic of time?
Time magic could not have appeared suddenly.
The biggest question was, if there was originally time magic, why didn’t the Empire know about it?
If there was a magic user of that size, there was no way he could stand still in the Empire.
Even if he had provided a good family like the Astrian family, he would have tried to keep it close to the Empire.
Time and space were worth it.
Then I remembered a person.
saint.
The saint was able to use dimensional magic that could handle both time and space.
However, the saint’s dimensional magic was fundamentally different from Astria’s space magic and Aryandor’s time magic.
Dimensional magic was magic that could not affect the current time and space.
All I can do is watch the future or another space.
Since he used swordsmanship there, it was difficult to see him as a saint.
“My head hurts.”
He was obviously trying to take a break, but his head got more complicated.
“First, I’m looking into it as much as I can, so if I find out anything, I’ll let you know.”
At Serena’s words, I nodded, and began to train the spirits again.
***
‘Please find my sister. Then I’ll do anything.’
Aryandor recalled the past.
The self at the time of poverty and dying.
It was after I broke up with my older sister who was living with me in the Burning Epomos.
Aryandor roamed the capital in search of his older sister, who was his only family.
Aryandor, who was wandering around the capital, met a man.
And Aryandor’s life changed completely.
I learned time magic from that person, and learned swordsmanship.
As a magic swordsman, he was equipped with tremendous abilities.
‘Be a being that changes the world. When you change the world, then don’t come back to me.’
Those were the last words of ‘that person’ who taught him magic.
Aryandor broke up without knowing the person’s face, identity, or anything.
He left only the names of a few people along with the words that he would come back later.
Hearing that the list he handed over to Aryandor is necessary to change the world, Aryandor set out to find them.
The first person I met was Jeffrey.
Jeffrin was considered one of the great wizards of the Empire.
It was comparable to the Archmage Levian, who was active at the same time.
Such a wizard was dying old and sick on the outskirts of the Empire.
The Empire abandoned Zeppelin.
When he was young, he was given great treatment and environment, but when he was old and ill, he sent Jeffrin into exile.
There was no one to protect Jeffrey.
Jeffrey said lying on the old bed.
-I… … You have to go beyond… … . Levin somehow… … .
Jeffrin was made up of inferiority and hatred.
As a wizard born at the same time as Levin, he felt inferior and hated the empire that had abandoned him.
Aryandor reached out to Jeffrin like that.
Time magic gave her youth, and several drugs delayed her illness.
However, time magic was not universal.
Changing the outside didn’t change the inside.
Jeffrey was dying.
Not much time left.
In order to survive, Jeffrin needed the magic that made him live forever, which Levian had studied.
So, in order to obtain the magic of Levian somewhere in the Empire, Zephrin destroys the Empire he hates.
Started to help Aryandor.
“Chief.”
With that thought in mind, Jeffrey entered Aryandor’s room.
“I will go now.”
Aryandor looked at Jeffrin.
“Go carefully.”
“All right.”