Chapter 120: Machia (2)
As the machia progressed, the nobles who became accustomed to the process gradually became less distracted and focused on sparring.
In particular, in the case of nobles whose children were in sparring, they moved their seats to find out the location of the class and get a closer look.
The nobles’ attention is focused on the sparring grounds, some to support their children and others to find talent.
However, that wasn’t the only event today.
“Oh my, Mr. Achaia.”
“Nice to meet you.”
Lady Achaia also moved to a position where she could clearly see her Ajax, and other noble ladies near her spoke to her.
“Are you here to see your son in action?”
“hehehe, that would be nice.”
“And humility. If it’s Ajax, of course he will be selected as the class representative and prepare for the next sparring.”
The noble lady who floated Ajax and found him,
“… Oh?”
She tilted her head at the situation in Class B, which was different from what she thought.
“That child is not Aias.”
Lady Achaia also nodded her head.
“It seems so.”
“Am I not feeling well? Too bad. “This is a golden opportunity for her to showcase her skills.”
“There are days like this too.”
Lady Achaia was calm.
She checks Ajax’s appearance.
His class representative seemed to have already been decided.
Pielot di Libance.
Of course, this was the expected result.
‘I can’t help it.’
I heard that Aias could not compete even with Pielot and that she was defeated.
It was surprising that Ajax faced an opponent of that level of skill, but it was also necessary for Ajax.
It is a shame that the talented Ajax cannot play in front of nobles, but it is also true that Ajax has never met a peer stronger than himself.
Lady Achaia should take this opportunity to correct her son’s arrogance, she thought.
She said, ‘I wonder if the acting I did in the teacher’s office would have helped Ajax too.’
It was the first time Ajax saw his mother so polarized. It was the first time her parents came to Atlas in the first place.
Ajax was very embarrassed to see his mother in his office, so she would do anything to avoid seeing that scene again. Because it’s an enormous amount of pride.
‘Wow, a mother’s role is to enhance her son’s strengths and embrace his weaknesses.’
It’s not an easy task. This was a woman who came to realize this more and more as her son grew older.
Another noble lady who was watching Dalian there said.
“Atlas is really strange. “I still give priority to battles that don’t use magic deduction.”
The other woman nodded, either agreeing with him or not.
“This is the biggest difference from other educational institutions. Of course, there is no problem as it is producing results.”
There are many educational institutions on the Agoris Continent where people learn combat, like Atlas, but students usually learn how to use magical weapons by the third year.
Here, where the magic reduction system has developed, there is a magic reduction system that applies to most weapons, and even if it is not true, combat performance can be improved by attaching the product to protective gear or accessories.
However, Atlas cannot even see the magic show until he graduates. All you have to do is increase your experience and proficiency with your original powers and weapons.
‘Is it President Carla’s unique teaching style, or is it not?’
Is it because I am ignorant about the horse deduction system?
“Oh my, over there.”
One of the ladies pointed somewhere with her finger.
I saw Carla appear at that moment.
“Why, I am amazed every time I see it.”
“As a woman like you, I’m so jealous.”
The ladies turn their gaze filled with envy and just as much jealousy at Carla.
Mrs. Achaia also casts her gaze towards Carla. For some reason, Carla, wearing her sunglasses, still looked beautiful.
Mrs. Hana’s gaze had a different meaning than those here.
‘Kala, today is the day I will take off that mask.’
Lady Achaia came today, of course, because of her son Ajax, but there was a more important purpose.
To be precise, Ajax is being used as a smokescreen to hide an important purpose.
Sigh
The lady raised her head.
This gymnasium is already attended by a large number of nobles who share her cause.
They looked at each other and confirmed their meaning.
‘Today we reveal Kala’s identity.’
The lady is almost certain that Carla is her demon.
And if that is really true, an educational institution with the devil as its president is a place Aias should never visit. Other nobles had similar thoughts.
This Machia event was attended by many prestigious nobles. Naturally, Carla would approach other nobles.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Akiia and those who share her cause begin to investigate Kala.
There are several methods of magic prepared to find out if she is a demon, and some will look for information about Kala in this atlas while she is talking to the nobles.
‘Kala was strangely familiar with her personal information about her nobles. These are also the parents of students attending Atlas. ‘Something must have been done in this atlas.’
The wife floated the possibility of her wiretapping, as did Fron Deer. As for her, it was still too much to find her like Prone Deer.
It is extremely difficult to find out that a device that is clearly visible like a speaker is actually a listening device, unless you can see the internal structure like Frontier.
But I definitely plan to find it today.
‘… Still, it’s still amazing, Carla.’
Lady Achaia narrowed her eyes at her collar.
She was wearing sunglasses so I couldn’t see her eyes clearly, but I could see her collar’s hand gestures and nods.
Carla was just looking ahead of her. She doesn’t look at any of her other prestigious families, which is probably why she came here.
‘It’s as if the nobles have no interest today.’
But that can’t be possible. She originally appeared as Kala, who did not appear in the Atlas. She must have no other reason than the nobles gathered here.
The wife checked her phone.
A text message arrived as expected.
‘When the collar moves, she’ll spring into action.’
It doesn’t matter which noble the collar is directed to. No matter where she goes, there are sure to be her wives and other nobles nearby who share her wishes. They will take enough time.
… However.
‘What?’
After Carla appeared, she just looked in front of her and had no intention of moving.
She is not looking at Dalian, nor is she greeting the nobles, she just stands still.
‘Could it be that they got caught? No way!’
The wife was confused. Her suspicions about Carla must have been kept well hidden. Going to her teacher’s office and acting like that was also a measure to make Carla feel at ease.
And if she really had been caught, she wouldn’t have come here in the first place. No matter how suspicious she may be, it’s better than getting caught for real.
But her reality was simple.
Carla is now confused that her frontier has discovered her identity, and she is still thinking about how to deal with it.
Nobles can meet at any time. Machia lasts for three days, and there are many prestigious families. For her, it’s important to her, but it’s not her urgent job.
However, Frontier is different. Right now, Kala has no idea what Frontier will do next. She has to go ahead with her schedule, so she came here for now.
‘If you’re caught, you have to decide now. Should I aim for the next opportunity or press ahead?’
Lady Achaia doesn’t know that fact. She turns her head quickly.
There is no such thing as a second chance. If Carla really noticed, she wouldn’t give me that opportunity anymore.
Carla was originally a quiet person who did not seek out the devil’s knowledge. If she goes back to those days, there will be no more room for her to question her wife.
There is only one answer.
‘We have to start. Right Now.’
A bunch of search magic to find out Kala’s identity. Several nobles, including his wife, are already loading.
Right now, before I disappear from this place,
“——Hello, ma’am.”
“?!”
The woman’s fingers stopped giving orders through the phone.
She could have ignored the greeting and sent her text, but she had a feeling she shouldn’t.
The kind voice of the man who greeted me contained a solemn warning that should never be ignored.
“…”
The woman slowly turned her head and looked behind her.
There was a man there. A black-haired man. Her pitch black eyes are looking at her.
‘Frondier di Roach!’
He came here
The man who predicted that Lady Achaia was truly in the dark, at this very moment.
* * *
A few minutes ago.
Teacher Giotto moved forward with cautious steps.
He walked around the back of the teacher’s office and into the storage room where he stored his old materials and cleaning supplies.
Today, an unusually large number of outsiders enter Atlas. Thorough management was required.
And that cautious nature,
“You’re late.”
He finally managed to get Giotto’s tail caught.
“Uh, Mr. Frontier?”
He found it strange that the warehouse door was open, but Fron Deer was already inside.
“What’s going on here? Whatever you’re looking for… ?”
Giotto smiled and asked Frondier.
Frondier watched it silently.
Without any emotion, just quietly.
“Why, why do you see it that way?”
Giotto’s throat trembles. Excessively rigid facial expression. Neck and shoulders strained to keep from shaking.
Fron Deer scratched his head and said:
“Normally, I would agree with you and try to find any clues, but this time, I don’t have time.”
“W-what…”
“For now, I’ll give you only three more chances to get over that nonsense.”
Giotto pauses for a moment at those words.
Then again,
“What are you talking about? “I’m like a pretender.”
“Twice.”
“No, I…”
“Once.”
“…”
Only then did Giotto close his mouth.
Frondier pointed his finger to the back of the warehouse, where piles of seemingly unremarkable materials were piled up.
“You don’t want to be caught over there.”
“… !”
He still doesn’t answer, but Giotto’s wide-open eyes do the answer.
Where Frontier points, there is a magic machine that contains all the voices picked up by the listening device attached to the speaker. It was cleverly hidden behind a wall, but somehow it was discovered.
“I am giving Mr. Giotto a chance. “It is the teacher’s choice whether to take that opportunity or not.”
“… “What should I do?”
“You can probably guess that. “I want information.”
“What information do you mean?”
“That’s the point.”
Stuck.
Immediately after Frondier said that, something black flowed from his body. It looked like fog or dust. Giotto couldn’t tell where it came from.
“Huh, huh… !”
Giotto took a breath and took a step back. But it was too late to do anything.
Black dust covered the entire interior of the warehouse, staining the walls, floor, and ceiling.
Giotto looked at the door through which he had come. The gap in the pitch-black door was completely gone. I can’t go out there anymore. Giotto had a hunch.
‘What is this?’
Giotto panicked as he saw this for the first time in his life. The inside of the warehouse, which had been peaceful and normal in itself, suddenly turned pitch black, erasing all previous atmosphere and creating an ominous atmosphere.
As even the little light from the window was wiped out, complete darkness finally came.
‘I can’t see anything…’ … !’
Ssuk, Ssuk.
An eerie sound that cannot be seen, but clearly reaches your ears.
An unidentifiable sound is scary in itself.
“We, Will O the Wisp!”
Giotto hurriedly raised his hand and performed a spell. A wisp, a flame that secures vision.
And there it got brighter.
“hehehe… !”
The black things, all of which had been painted black on the inside, were now pointed at Giotto, sharp as thorns.