Chapter 119: Color (5)
A large-scale mock sparring of Atlas that I proposed.
Atlas named it ‘Machia’.
Macchiara. From my perspective, the first thing that came to mind was ‘Gigant Machia’ and I thought it was too large in scale, but it seemed to be a commonly used term on this continent.
And while Machia’s preparations were going on for a few days, I received Arald’s report.
“I’m in a relationship with Carla?”
“Madame Achaia seemed to think so.”
According to Arald’s explanation, it seemed very suspicious to her that I had interrupted her magic on Pielot.
I looked at the ceiling for a moment and thought about those words, she said.
“It doesn’t make sense.”
“Yes, it is.”
“The reason I used her demonic power on her was to warn her. It was because he used magic carelessly on students. Even if it wasn’t Pielot, I would have done the same if there was someone in the teacher’s office who was acting suspiciously like that.”
Of course, I discovered it sooner because it was Pielot who almost got hit, but my response would not have been any different if it had been another student.
But Lady Achaia, when she saw my deeds, lumped me with Kala.
“Maybe she has something else up her sleeve?”
“Maybe so. But I’m sure he’s keeping an eye out for Kala. Otherwise, there wouldn’t have been a need to meet you guys and show some of her skills.”
For some purpose, they bundle me and Kala into one barrel. This hypothesis did not convince me.
From Mrs. Achaia’s point of view, I am a complete stranger, and she is not doing any good by increasing her enemies for no reason.
Perhaps she, Mrs. Achaia, really thinks she is on my side with Carla. If so, what is the reason? Not for the flimsy reason that I disturbed her.
“… Perhaps.”
I opened my mouth as a sudden thought occurred to me.
“You may have experienced the ‘power of the devil’ before me.”
“… Oh, I see.”
Arald nodded his head in understanding.
The demonic power I used on Lady Achaia was very faint, but she may have felt a sense of déjà vu there.
If she had experienced demonic power before, she might have realized that my power was of the same type and judged me to be a ‘devil.’ From her point of view, it is clear that Kala is a devil, so if I were a devil who suddenly appeared in Atlas, it would be natural to group them together.
“Then.”
Lily, who was listening, spoke.
“How is it actually? “Kala, is it the devil?”
That was a question asked to me. Because I’m the only person I’ve actually met here.
I thought of Carla for a moment.
Putting aside her outstanding appearance and her strange behavior, did she feel something strange about herself? Did she feel uncomfortable with her eyes, mana, or presence?
“… “She felt a little strange.”
I said after thinking. Lili’s eyes sparkled at that.
“So does that increase the possibility that Kala is the devil?”
But I shook my head at those words.
“No, I think the possibility has actually become lower.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t feel any discomfort from Arald or Lili.”
“… Ah oh? “I see.”
These two are evil. Even with Arald, Lili is someone I talked to without feeling anything until I became convinced that I was a devil.
Until the devil himself shows evidence, devils and humans can never be distinguished with the naked eye. I can’t feel anything with my sixth sense.
“In the first place, we are exploring knowledge about demons, but it’s strange that we think of them as demons.”
“Couldn’t they be trying to find out what humans know about demons and exploit the loophole?”
“That may be true, but a demon would usually want to know about humans. Arald and Lili are demons themselves, but have they ever tried to find out about the knowledge humans have about demons?”
They both shake their heads.
But Arald spoke nonetheless.
“Mr. Frontier. If Carla is really investigating the devil in order to deal with it, there is no reason for her to make such a strange deal. “There is no need to hide it.”
Okay. That’s strange.
What seems suspicious about Carla is that she makes deals that are difficult to reveal to others, and that she is so impatient that it shows.
Carla is a suspicious character. She can’t deny it.
However, it is also strange to conclude that he is the devil.
Kala was different from the devil.
‘Kala had a very fragile body. It’s just data accumulated from experience, but demons generally don’t show those characteristics. Being born with aura and learning it quickly means being close to mana. In other words, most demons inevitably look almost similar to well-trained humans.’
If Kala is a demon, then my sixth sense would have read some level of mana from her, even though I can’t confirm that she is a demon. However, Kala’s body is weak and his mana is weak. It would be suspicious to say that he was hiding it because his mana amount was lower than that of an ordinary person.
‘At first, I thought that her fragility accentuated her beauty, but if you think about it the other way around, isn’t it that her beauty is covering up her fragility?’
A weak body, weak mana, and a quiet life that goes unnoticed until an opportunity arises.
I thought Lili and Arald would know well about demons, but looking at it like this.
“… “You look like me.”
“What? “The collar?”
“To be exact, I was under the curse of sloth.”
Of course, Belphegor’s curse was so detailed and powerful that no one could feel it was a curse. Of course, Carla couldn’t have been cursed with sloth. It doesn’t seem like there will be any contact.
However, you may be under a ‘curse’.
Investigating the devil might be to remove the curse.
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I tapped my finger on the chair.
“I’m worried.”
“What do you mean?”
“Should I make him an enemy or not?”
“… Normally, I think you need to know first whether you are an enemy or not.”
“Why do you need to know that?”
I tilted my head.
“Kala herself probably doesn’t know.”
* * *
As a result of preparations and discussions regarding the Machia, it was decided that the Machia would be implemented for three days.
No matter how much we decided on a class representative, the scale was too big. There was no way I could finish it in one day.
Above all, there were very few classes in which class representatives were decided through voting or meetings, and most classes wanted to have proper sparring to select representatives. It’s good to have a lot of aspirations.
And the first day at Machia. As I suggested first, I had the most work to do, so I was busy wandering around the interior of the Atlas.
… Actually, this was a superficial reason and excuse, and I was looking for Carla.
‘You sure can’t stay hidden until today, Carla.’
I don’t think Carla will miss this event.
Above all, this event is attended by many famous nobles. I have been traveling here and there because I value my relationship with the nobles, but if I don’t show up here, my actions so far will have no meaning.
‘… Found.’
And I found it.
While walking down the hallway, a woman walks cautiously from a distance. Even from a distance, I could tell it was colored.
But when I looked closely, she was wearing sunglasses and was trying to pass by me with her head slightly lowered, pretending not to notice me.
“… President?”
“…”
Carla stopped at my call.
Then he tried to walk past me again, as if stopping was a mistake.
“What are those sunglasses?”
“… “Hey, who are you?”
When I asked, Carla acted awkwardly.
“Did you think that would be a disguise?”
“…”
It’s hard to see because she’s wearing sunglasses, but for some reason, her face seems to be turning red.
“If you’re going to ignore it, ignore it until the end. Why do you stop walking without even realizing it?”
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Then you try to walk again as if you never stopped. I don’t know if I’m being shameless or being honest.
“Okay, take off your sunglasses. “I won’t say anything.”
“Oh, no!”
Carla put her hands on her sunglasses and turned her head away. I didn’t even move the tip of her finger, but it felt strange because it felt like she was trying to take it by force.
“Is there a reason you’re wearing sunglasses? “Not in disguise?”
“… “The sun is dazzling.”
“It’s indoors here.”
“The sunlight shining through the window is dazzling.”
Does this make sense?
But if you think about it, I heard that there are people like that. Your skin is too weak or you are allergic to sunlight.
I’m not sure, but the collar is similar, maybe toned down by her sunglasses?
“Are you naturally weak to sunlight? Do you usually wear sunglasses?”
“… Ah! Yes, yes, that’s it.”
Carla nodded eagerly at him, as if she had just heard a good excuse.
It’s extremely suspicious, but it’s not something I really want to ask about. Sunglasses are your choice.
I was just curious about the reason, so if you say that, then so be it.
But if this is a lie, wouldn’t it be discovered immediately if other teachers were present?
Well, I’m not going to tell a lie that will be discovered so quickly.
“Oh my, President!”
There another teacher found us and shouted.
“It’s been a while since I saw you. Uh? It’s my first time seeing you wearing sunglasses, and you look good in everything!”
“… “Yes, yes.”
“Today is the first big event in a while. Let’s try hard. Teacher Frontier too!”
“Thank you.”
It was a lie that would soon be discovered.
“It’s your first time wearing sunglasses. “I’m weak to sunlight.”
“… “I just tolerated it until now.”
“I heard you wear it on a regular basis.”
“… “Every time I put on sunglasses, I never run into that teacher.”
Logic was falling apart.
I scratched my head and looked at Carla.
‘Not only is he wearing sunglasses, he’s not looking at me in the first place.’
Until now, Carla has never made eye contact with me. No, I wonder if I have ever been in sight today.
At first, I thought it was a disguise, but he never tried to take off his sunglasses, even after he caught me.
If this isn’t a problem with sunlight or something, does the problem lie not in what others see, but in what the color sees?
… Unless Carla is evil.
The appearance of wearing sunglasses, the eyes avoiding me. Beauty that goes beyond general categories.
… Curse.
“… President.”
“… Yes?”
“Is this an alias?”
“W-what is it?”
“The name is Carla.”
Carla was surprised and turned her gaze towards me, then quickly looked away again.
It’s definitely true.
This is not a matter of emotions or feelings, but there is a reason why you should never see me.
“W-what are you talking about?”
Carla cut him off.
And of course, the acting became even more clumsy than before.
“… Chancellor, do you know about Poseidon?”
“I don’t know!”
“How do you not know? “A god so famous.”
Ah. Carla bites his lip.
Am I shaken enough to be affected by such a simple Judo newspaper?
“… “Do you know about Athena?”
“… !”
And a clearer response. Shoulders tremble, the corner of one eye bends involuntarily, the lower part of the cheekbone becomes stiff, and the jaw becomes tense.
… Anger and disgust.
“All right.”
I took a step back and lowered my head.
“Yes?”
“Today is a big event. Let’s do our best.”
“… Uh…”
I turned and walked away from Carla.
Big event.
I sensed that this would definitely happen, and lightly relaxed my hand.