Chapter 127: Choice and Decision (6)
Eriboia.
Lady Achaia, as she was commonly called, was lost in thought for a moment in the living room of her mansion.
‘Kala’s behavior suddenly changed.’
Even after Machia, she continues to receive reports.
A gathering of nobles united with the sole intention of overthrowing the evil hidden within the Atlas. As the leader there, she can receive all kinds of information related to Kala.
However, after Machia, she was unable to obtain any useful information about Kala.
Carla started acting like the president she would be at any other school. She stopped doing all the questionable things.
‘… Now with a shameless face. Dare to talk about the devil.’
Eriboea quickly became displeased.
When Machia came from Frondier, she confessed that she was the devil. Nevertheless, Frontier defended Kala, saying she was human.
Of course, Eriboea did not believe it. She’s thinking they’re both demons anyway.
However, after Fron Deer’s warning during Machia, all signs of her calling Kala her devil disappeared.
Now, Kala no longer approaches men targeting men or hides her tracks in Atlas. The curious curiosity about the devil also disappeared.
Considering the timing, it goes without saying that Frontier gave some instructions. This is clear evidence that he and Carla have a completely hierarchical relationship.
‘Frondier spoke as if he had great information. He gave me information that could be fatal even to me. But what is that?’
Mrs. Eriboia is a person who has lived by using her connections as a weapon. Of course, this is because her ability to maintain her connections is excellent.
She is in tune with her times, sensitive to her information, knows how to use it, and is skilled at getting her people on her side.
But that’s exactly where Frondier hit.
Eriboia has connections everywhere. She also has a secret or two that her high-ranking nobles would never want discovered. Of course, blowing it up won’t improve the situation in Eriboia. Because she explodes together.
But what if the person across the river from her, who would not suffer any harm, had the same level of information as her? Or what if she has something deadlier than her?
‘That face, expression, atmosphere. There must be something.’
There’s no way he could say something so confident and bold just with bravado. As she was preparing her plan, Eriboia and her group went alone into the midst of her and threatened her. This is impossible without a significant amount of support.
“I’m home.”
At that moment, her son Aias opened the front door and came in.
“Mom, what are you doing?”
“…”
“Mother?”
Eriboea looked at Aias in silence for a moment.
If she says she has changed, so has her son Aias.
Although she does not tell Ajax, in fact, Eriboia is also roughly hearing how her son is evaluated within the Atlas.
This is information that can be easily obtained because Aias is so famous, without any need for spying or wiretapping.
Although her skills are unparalleled, she uses her own power as an eyepatch to walk around with her eyes closed.
It is a neat expression of the world’s evaluation. She tidies up so much that it actually breaks the heart of her mother, Eriboia.
“Aias, it’s vacation now, was it worth attending the first semester?”
“… Sure.”
Aias didn’t know what the question was asking, or if he was just asking without any particular meaning, so he answered normally.
Originally, Ajax was kind to Eriboea. With her mother and father, relatives with whom she communicated frequently, and families of high-ranking nobles or equivalents, Ajax was always polite.
He is not acting carelessly anywhere.
This was the appearance of a coward who only shows arrogance in places where there are no strong people, but it also means that he knows better than anyone else that his power does not work beyond the professional level.
But Aias changed. It’s still difficult to say what has changed, but recently, Eriboea read something different in Ajax’s eyes.
As if to prove it, the bad reputation of Ajax has decreased significantly recently. Instead, he didn’t play in a place where his talents could be showcased.
Simply put, Ajax is not moving in either direction right now. Eriboea doesn’t know yet whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe Aias himself doesn’t know.
“Yes. Do you have any vacation plans? “He decided to go somewhere with his friends.”
“Well, nothing in particular.”
The answer was exactly as Eriboea expected. Ajax is popular but has no friends. He has many people who claim to be his friends, but there is no one he can truly be friends with.
Most people who approach him see the Achaia family or are trying to get a kick out of him, who is promising for the future.
Eriboea’s eyes sparkled there.
“Well, what about that kid named Pielot?”
“… “Pielot?”
Ajax’s expression suddenly frowned. He had a face that said he didn’t want to even think about it.
This is it. The reaction Eriboea wants. It was the first time that Ajax reacted like that upon hearing the name of someone his own age. It means that it is a being of special significance to Aias. This isn’t just because his son’s reaction is funny.
“I saw that kid, and he seemed fine.”
“Mom, we’ve never really talked about that guy.”
“Mom, you know just by looking in the eye. “You saw her in the teacher’s office too.”
“… Can you say you saw that? “He hated it so much back then.”
Ajax felt a chill in her cheekbones as she remembered the time Eriboia had caused a scene in her teacher’s office.
Of course, the reason Eriboea thinks highly of Pielot is because he is a peer whose skills surpass Ajax’s.
That also seems to be a big gap. For Aias, it must be a refreshing shock since this is his first time meeting him.
‘Somehow, I think it’s because of that child that Aias changed.’
The flow of logic unfolds perfectly in Eriboea’s head. A transfer student with better skills than Aias. Aias was stimulated by that.
He thought that it should not continue like this, and entered the stage of letting go of his arrogance and moving forward. That’s why Ajax is stopping for a moment now. Preparation for a higher leap, so to speak.
Yes, definitely. The child named Pielot seemed sincere the last time I saw him. From the time he was born until now, he would never have displayed unnecessary pride or courage. He is a child whose nature is sincerity and humility. Aias needs a friend like that.
‘There are worst cases like Mr. Frontier, but you have to be at the level of Atlas to meet a child like Pielot. ‘I wish Ajax would stay away from that teacher and have more friends like Pielot.’
Eriboia thought.
Frontier made an absurd statement, saying that he wanted to create a ‘society where devils and humans coexist’.
Of course, she doesn’t think that’s sincere.
However, if that was the ostensible reason for her having her own subordinate as the president of Atlas, she would not do anything unnecessary to the student.
Meanwhile, Aias, who was scratching his head for a moment, said.
“… Well, actually, I thought we would train together. “With Pielot.”
“Oh my, really?”
Eriboia was surprised. The fact that she’s going to train together doesn’t mean that one of them suggested it! It doesn’t matter either way. Because we had an opportunity to get to know each other.
Of course, the truth is that we just ended up participating in a magic warfare class together.
“But it didn’t work out that way. “We started training separately, and I heard we went somewhere to have fun during vacation.”
“Well, that’s a shame. “Where are you going to hang out?”
“They said they were going to the capital.”
Capital. Come to think of it, this kid named Pielot was a transfer student. If she comes from a place outside of Atlas, she may have a romantic interest in the capital.
‘This can be happen. Now that I think about it, it’s been a long time since my family went out to play with Aias. ‘Take this vacation as an opportunity to go somewhere,’
While Eriboea was thinking like that,
“… Come to think of it,”
A quiet voice flowed from Ajax’s mouth as if something had occurred to him.
“It was just around that time that Teacher Frontier went on vacation.”
“What?!”
“Yes yes?”
“Bah, baba, what did you just say? Aias?”
Eriboia suddenly panics. She was so embarrassed that even Aias was embarrassed.
“Are you saying Pielot is going to the capital?”
“No, after that!”
“P-Mr. Frontier?”
“You, you, why do you call that person teacher!”
“Then call her teacher or something else!”
Well, that’s right.
Eriboia finally calmed down there. She asks again.
“The Frontier teacher’s vacation date is the same date as Pielot’s going to the capital?”
“Oh, no, I don’t know if it’s the exact same date. “She’s not even sure if the teacher is on vacation or not.”
“Then why did she think she was taking time off? No, how does she know that teacher’s schedule in the first place?”
“She said she was training with Pielot,” She said. “That’s Teacher Frontier’s class.”
“You! Is she even taking lessons from him?!”
“That’s right, I’ll take it! Because you’re a teacher! “Why did you do that earlier?”
Oh, right.
Eriboia shook her head.
“Yeah, yeah. “Keep talking.”
“She has extra lessons from Mr. Front Deer even during vacation, and she also told me that she won’t have any class schedules for the time being. “She just thought it coincided with the story about Pielot going to the capital.”
Eriboia felt her head throbbing.
It was nice to know that she was friendly with Pielot, but it turned out that she had an ominous demon named Fron Deer involved in her friendship? She’s not training together, she’s learning from Fron Deer?
Moreover, the date of class suspension and Pielot’s schedule for going to the capital overlap?
“… “Aias, is there any connection between Pielot and Teacher Frontier?”
“Well, I don’t know. I don’t know. Rather, it seemed like there was a relationship between Basileo and Mr. Frontier.”
Eriboea’s head accelerated rapidly.
Pielot is going to the capital to have fun, and Frondier is canceling classes around that time.
Looking at it this way, this is a meaningless coincidence. During vacation, most students go on vacation, and many of them go to the capital to have fun.
Teachers naturally want to rest outside of their working days. Rather, it is strange that classes have been held so far even though it is vacation.
So Pielot and Frontier have nothing to do with each other.
There is no connection whatsoever,
‘… After all, it could be…’
Eriboia is very curious about the place where Pielot goes to play.
This is similar to, say, if the probability of losing is less than 1%, you will definitely try it, but if the price of losing is too high, such as your life, you will hesitate.
If Frondier and Pielot have some kind of relationship, and it is Frondier who is actually heading to the capital, but Pielot follows.
And if Frondier’s purpose was to leak information that would literally mean her life to Eriboia to a high-ranking noble or the King of Palma.
‘It’s far from here to the capital. If it’s a phone, there’s a risk of wiretapping, and if it’s a letter, you can’t communicate properly. ‘Meeting in person is the best way to convey information.’
Moreover, being far is only a disadvantage before departure, but once Frondier arrives at the capital, the disadvantage becomes an advantage.
If Eriboia is one step late in knowing that Frondier is arriving at the capital, Eriboia will have to suffer whatever Frondier does there.
“… Aias.”
“Yes yes.”
Eriboea smiled brightly.
“Let’s go to the capital too. “I haven’t been able to go anywhere recently, so sometimes I have to go on a family trip.”
At those words, the corner of Ajax’s eye wrinkled.
“… Why the capital?”
“Just?”
“Can’t we go somewhere else?”
“Why? Do you hate the capital? “It’s not a place you can go that often.”
It’s not that I don’t like it. Rather, I like it.
Atlas is an educational institution that is the pride of Palma and is fully equipped with sufficient facilities. But it still cannot compare to the splendor of the capital. A place to serve the king. That alone adds to the abundance of things to see and eat.
But without any reason,
‘… ‘Why do I feel so bad?’
I really don’t want to go to the capital. Just this time.
I don’t know if it’s instinct or intuition. The nauseating and ominous feeling I felt when watching the sparring between Glaucus and Pielot. Are you feeling it again?
… I think it’s a little different.
* * *
Frontier’s meeting was coming to an end.
With most everything in order, Arald asked.
“Poseidon is not real. “Is that all we need to check?”
“No, we need to check Aphrodite and Hera as well. There is a high possibility that those two are not gods either.”
“How do I check? “If they were really evil, they wouldn’t show themselves carelessly.”
“It doesn’t matter whether they come forward or not.”
Frondier’s eyes sank.
“If they were really demons pretending to be gods, they would definitely have made a contract. So, all you have to do is meet two people who are said to have the divine powers of Hera or Aphrodite.”
A third party cannot distinguish between God and the devil.
However, at least the person who signed the contract will know. What did he contract with?
If I had met the devil, I would have definitely made a contract. Not everyone would have signed a stupid contract that made them forget their memories like Antero did.
Lily asked.
“What if I meet those people? “I don’t think it’s easy to say it’s them.”
“I’ll tell you the hard way.”
“──Okay. I won’t ask any more. Do it yourself.”
Lili felt a familiar eerieness in Frondier’s voice and took a step back.
Fron Deer removed his hand from his desk.
Everything is ready.
Carla said after seeing it for a moment.
“Antero is a knight of the kingdom. “If he holds a grudge, he’ll be in big trouble.”
“No matter what he does, it’s going to be smaller than what we’re trying to stop.”
“Well, that’s right.”
Carla nodded her head.
I’m slowly getting used to Frontier’s way of thinking.
I didn’t want to do that.
“Okay then.”
Frondier raised his head. Everyone was in his field of vision.
Of course, Pielot and Basileo were there.
“Let’s go. To the capital.”