102 – Bad Taste
A late night when the full moon adorns the sky.
The luxurious mansion of the Leoris family.
A black shadow hangs over the mansion that stands tall on the gold hail of Royal Capital District 1.
Tell me what to do.
The intruder who became the main character of an infiltration movie at an unexpected time is me, John Baker, no Mecha.
I came back to Leoris Mansion as a masked thief in order to clean up the sh*t I made. To be precise, he is a masked thief.
The security of the Leoris family mansion is tight. There is no sentinel guarding the entrance, so it can be overlooked, but magic is responsible for crime prevention in the mansion. As the best magic family on the continent, hundreds of crime prevention magics that punish intruders tightly surround and protect the mansion. The place where uninvited guests can never set foot is the Leoris family mansion.
However, it is of no use to Merrick Carr, a magician with an ending spec. After lightly neutralizing the anti-crime magic with dispel magic, I hurled myself into the mansion with fly magic. I didn’t forget to use the invisible magic either.
The inside of the mansion is very quiet, probably because it is late at night when no sound can be heard except for the quiet chorus of insects. Except for a few servants who occasionally patrol the corridors, everyone is in dreamland.
When I passed Chef Bart’s room, the thought of playing a joke entered his head, but I went to the study, remembering his original purpose. I opened the door to the study, comparable to a library, and cautiously entered.
There was Ralph Leoris playing with a pen as if possessed by something.
“Eureka! Realized!”
Um….
What did you learn from the pineapple pizza recipe?
I knew from the beginning that he was an unusual person, but I think I saw a new side of him that I didn’t see in the original game. I could even feel the power of him scrawling magic parchment like a mad scientist.
I watched Ralph from the corner of the study. He’s too preoccupied to interfere.
About 3 hours to wait like that.
The moment he almost fell asleep because he was so bored, Ralph’s vigorous dancing stopped. He threw all his energy into it, and his body collapsed. He would faint as if fainting.
“Oba is also very artistic.”
I approached him.
There are countless books and parchments on the desk. The parchment, scrawled like scribbles, was full of his troubled thoughts.
The main character is the magic parchment that was spread under Ralph’s body.
I don’t know what it is, but it’s the last piece of knowledge that Ralph, who has attained enlightenment, has concocted.
I cleared Ralph’s body and checked the parchment. Comparison with the revised version of Droea’s thesis that I brought.
The result.
“This nobleman. It was all so f*cking wrong.”
Like homework while watching TV, Ralph’s thesis was a mess with the important parts wrong. Even the part that Droea points out as a ‘misconception that is easy to fall into’ is precisely contained in the revised version of Ralph’s thesis. If you look at the re-examination with this kind of kindling….
-The Leoris family is over now. What, are you here for comedy?
-Ralph Leoris has decided to cancel the registration of his Diamond Thesis. As we swore in the beginning, we will automatically disqualify him from being a regular member of the Continental Mage Tower Council.
– Eight! Stupid brother! So, stop bragging and ask for help!
An uncertain future awaits.
Anyway, it’s a nobleman that requires a lot of hands.
“As expected, the correct answer is not to trust people. If I hadn’t trusted this man and came, I would have been in big trouble.”
I took out a quill from the subspace. It is the ‘pen of deception’. I imitated Ralph’s handwriting and corrected his paper.
“Ralph. I saved you from hell.”
There’s no way Ralph would know.
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Sarah’s heart was restless. The scene of reexamination of the thesis on which the honor of the Leoris family is at stake.
Ralph and Bond each submitted revisions of their thesis to four reviewers. Then, they threw five questions and answers prepared by each other.
Ralph was unable to answer questions at the Continental Mage Tower Council. Naturally, the dialogue battle went against Ralph.
“Sarah. Don’t be too nervous After all, it’s the judges who judge the thesis.”
Four reviewers who carefully read each paper submitted.
Among them was Biblio Organ, the head of the academy’s Department of Magic. It felt strange to see her with her blindfolded eyes looking at her parchment with her grave expression, but as her sorceress, no one disputed her appearance.
Because it was a moment that required concentration, the audience lowered their voices as much as possible. However, the atmosphere of the judges could be read in their whispered conversation.
“What do you think? From a while ago, Sir Leoris was a dumb man who ate honey, right?”
“You just repeat that the details are written in the thesis. Are you saying you’re not ready?”
“Time must have been tight. So, the contents of the thesis can’t be good.”
“Then….”
Sarah looked at her dad with her mouth shut. Ralph Leoris stubbornly stares at Alexander Bond with his closed mouth.
There was no sign of giving up in his eyes. However, from the slight trembling of his folded arms, it was evident that he was also nervous. The outcome is something only God knows.
“Puhehehe!”
In the midst of the heaviness that weighs down such heavy air, Alexander Bond evoked the atmosphere with a light laugh.
“From a while ago, it was in the thesis. Not worth answering Your question is wrong. You’re consistently making excuses that even undergraduates wouldn’t do.”
“……”
“Ralph Leoris. Admit it. You are wrong It’s hard to admit, I admit. But, it is true.”
Alexander Bond turned to the audience with his arms outstretched. Bond, who made exaggerated gestures like a comedian obsessed with acting, chanted in a relaxed voice.
“The head house of magic, the home of eternal wisdom, the golden ivory tower. There are countless words to praise the Leoris family. I know it’s hard for you to admit your own failures because you’ve added one hand to that.”
A look confident of victory.
Sarah was dizzy at the unbond smile drawn on her lips.
It’s unfortunate, but the man’s remark was not wrong. The audience also agrees with him.
‘Dad….’
A stupid father, but Ralph was a great wizard.
There was a lot to learn. If he hadn’t listened to his advice and had given up on attending the academy, he would never have met Sarah.
Not simply because he was his father, but not because he was the head of the Leoris family.
A role model to be respected, in and of itself, Sarah longed for Ralph to prove himself right here.
As I earnestly wish for it, a man comes to my mind.
‘John.’
An unusual friend who found the ‘answer’ with a nonchalant expression.
The precious relationship I gained for the first time after coming to the academy.
Sarah imagined John teaching him the correct answer in this situation, just as he did on his academy entrance exam. That the man John had introduced to his father would be a clue to solving the current problem.
Tak!
The Biblio Organ turned the parchment the two submitted upside down and put it on the desk. This means that the review and judgment are over. It had been 5 hours and 23 minutes since the screening began.
She Started with her, Joy Woods and Duchon Peirune turned her parchments in turn. The last person left was Blicky Syndio.
“…It’s a bad taste.”
Cyndio’s low voice rang loudly through the venue.
Bad taste.
Anyone who reads his intentions will think so. He had staged such a huge show to undermine the reputation of the Leoris family.
Alexander Bond shrugged at Syndio’s words.
It’s okay to curse because it’s bad taste. If only he could surpass the Leoris family.
In any case, history only remembers the victors. The back-and-forth the Bond family did to disgrace the Leoris family will be forgotten in less than a year. The only story that will go down in history is that Alexander Bond pushed out Ralph Leoris’ outdated theories.
“It stinks. Sir Ralph Leoris.”
However, it wasn’t Bond who caught Blicky Syndio’s gaze. He was on Ralph’s side.
“……Sir Blicky Syndio. What do you mean?”
Like someone who heard something out of context, Bond asked Syndio for an answer with a bewildered expression. It was the same with the audience, Sara and Viet.
“Auntie. Hey, what did you say?”
“My older brother has bad taste? By any chance, didn’t you write down a lot of swearing at the judges in your thesis?”
No matter how free-spirited older brother, would he go that far?
I thought that was not the case, but I don’t know. If it’s that stupid brother, he might cause such a catastrophe.
“Sir Ralph Leoris. Having created such a perfect theoretical system, it is only now that we announce it. Hopefully, hey…. Did you know that Lord Bond would come out like this?”
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Syndio’s remarks were literally bombshell remarks.
“I think the same. I thought Sara, who is currently enrolled at our academy, is a typical example of a clean fish…. I guess I should change my mind.”
“That’s right. Sir Leoris, you are still alive.”
“I agree with the Chairman. There are four judges, so I was worried about what would happen if it was split in half…. It seems that it was a misfortune.”
Biblio Organ, Jodie Woods, and Duchon Faerun made the same opinion one after another.
At their words, Alexander Bond’s body began to shake mercilessly as if an earthquake occurred.
It can’t be like this.
This is a ridiculous situation.
He borrowed the devil’s wisdom. By the way, in a short period of two weeks, Ralph Leoris has surpassed himself?
‘There’s a wall of talent between me and Ralph that even a deal with the devil can’t narrow?’
It’s a lie.
Bond couldn’t believe it.
“Don’t be ridiculous!”
Thump!
Bond jumped up from his seat and shouted, kicking off the game.
“It’s a bribe! You took a bribe from the Leoris family!? These crap! My thesis! My research couldn’t be wrong! Ralph couldn’t even answer my question properly!”
“That’s why it’s a bad taste. You will understand when you read this thesis that he said that it is not worth answering.”
Jody Woods magically handed over a revised copy of Ralph’s thesis. Bond read his thesis with trembling hands. Skip all the details and just the conclusion.
‘This conclusion? Do not be ridiculous! The process can’t be right… !’
Retracing the process by which his eyes came to a conclusion, he analyzes the thesis. Because it was a revision of The Healing, which was thoroughly studied with the wisdom obtained from the devil, Bond was able to grasp the contents of the thesis much faster than the judges. Still, it took 34 minutes.
“……”
Bond was stuck in his seat for 34 minutes, breathless.
An expression as if he had been hit in the head with a hammer appeared on his face, and at the same time the thesis in his hand slipped out of his hand and fell to the floor.
He also realized it. That he was wrong.
‘What… ? Why is everyone like this?’
What is the most embarrassing thing about this atmosphere?
It was none other than Ralph Leoris himself.