46 – 46. Distrust and Hatred (9)
Feelings.
When sweat drips down and clings to your body in the hot summer.
When your whole body gets soaked in a sudden pouring shower and your wet body cannot distinguish between sweat and rain.
When a guest finally arrives in the bathroom to wash off the indistinguishable water.
That’s exactly how Aris felt right now.
‘What are you up to, Junon?’
Why did she protect herself from trouble by not answering Princess Ophelia truthfully?
She made a fuss that would not be strange even if her discipline or punishment continued on the spot. She even went so far as to attack while she was obviously hostile, a situation that could lead to a school rule violation and even record a penalty point.
If Junon had benefited, he would have seen it, but it was never a situation where he could lose.
If you were thinking about it, you couldn’t understand the truth, so Aris was experiencing a migraine that she had never had before.
I have to pay attention to Princess Ophelia, so I can’t approach her first.
The act of exhaling deeply became more and more frequent due to the accumulated stress.
“Oh.”
As I look down, I suddenly see something different in color. The pretty pink hair inherited from her parents is covered with soot like a foreign substance.
The ends of her pink hair were slightly tanned.
If you can predict when it started, that’s the only time.
When Junon was ambush.
Besides that time, there was no time to use magic while taking the risk of flying debris.
“Annoying.”
Clutching her tanned hair, Aris went to her comrades.
But all the party members who were waiting were gone. Leaving only one note behind.
-I only write because I was leaving in a hurry, Aris. Once———
The person who left the note was Goden.
Oddly enough, judging from the contents of the note left behind, it seems that they had to urgently engage in defensive battles in the town of Remteert, in sh*t Province.
“Canolatl has attacked…”
Because of the unexpected raid, there are also injured people near the border.
Furthermore, since it was a subjugated area once, even the veterans were a little less vigilant, and thanks to that, it took time to build the defense line.
As a result, monsters flooded into nearby villages, and civilians were also affected, leading to sweeping and subjugation wars across the region.
Charlotte and Goden, who had experience on the battlefield, naturally participated in this subjugation.
However, if there is something unexpected.
“Michel Esenia, Erica wouldn’t…?”
The organization power of the current Thembris party has grown well compared to the beginning.
After repeated practice and consultation, each person’s role was firmly established, and it was to the extent that they succeeded in catching a C-class elite demon servant with an assimilation rate of 30%.
However, due to the legal problems of the principality and the rules of the academy, actual combat experience was being dismissed.
However, just in time, the Lemteert region was attacked and the Academy requested support.
Thus, Goden, who believed that the perfect opportunity had come, decided to gain experience on the battlefield in consultation with the party members this time.
Originally, it might have been difficult to obtain permission, but it was approved because the Lemteert region was notified of a state of emergency.
With the exception of Aris, who slept soundly thanks to that, all the other members of Thembris were heading to the northern end of Lemteert Village.
“What, you’re saying I’m the only one left. I thought I’d ask if the other kids remember anything today.”
With the thought of wanting to kick something grumpy for no reason, Aris ran her feet across the bunk in the air.
***
As an academy student, the meal vouchers that are basically provided are usually distributed every morning.
Occasionally, I receive notifications from the school, so there is always a reason to stop by my personal locker to see it.
Kikkik.
[Currently, Lemtert Village in northern sh*t is attacked and the river cannot proceed. Students are expected to engage in self-study and self-discipline. ]
The easiest way to know the progress of the world right now is notification and notice.
It’s a short sentence, but it can be seen as a milestone that tells me what to do.
In a way, it is a newspaper that only I can read, and it is my own weather forecast.
After being warned by Erica, feeling directly threatened by Aris, he almost vomited her facts against Princess Ophelia.
Thanks to that, I couldn’t keep my ears open to what had happened recently, and I was able to see other notices piled up.
On the moment of picking up the notices that are no longer needed.
“Junon.”
Oh, Mr. Surprise.
I thought it was a guy who always pulls on my sleeves and speaks carefully, or a junior who would complain that he was hungry with a refreshing greeting. I was a bit surprised that it was a different person.
‘Henna… Was it?’
From what I heard from Sylvia, it seems that she was a new friend during the evaluation at the beginning of this semester. She was the one who recommended the hairstyle.
It’s not the first time I’ve seen him, but it wasn’t a face I saw often.
“What the hell are you doing?”
I suddenly heard something that might be a scolding or a worry. I wanted to know what this meant, and unfortunately, since my image wasn’t that good, I didn’t know what to answer because all sorts of things happened.
“I saw you attacked by some pink-haired girl yesterday! Are you okay?”
In an instant, I thought her face was frozen. Could it be that Princess Ophelia came because of this guy?
‘There’s no one around.’
Fortunately, few people have opened the lockers since early morning, so no one seems to have heard of them.
But just in case, we have to move.
“Let’s talk somewhere else for now.”
“Huh? Now, wait a minute!!”
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“Ugh. You hold your wrist really hard. Look at the marks left.”
“Enough. Hena, was it you who told the princess?”
“Of course! What she wrote wasn’t just about harassing you! She used magic recklessly like some kind of madman, and I thought you were ripe. “
My God. A hand goes to the forehead. Somehow, I wondered how Princess Ophelia had come to a place where no one would come.
There, Henna was watching Aris and me, and she seemed to have called someone for help.
The results weren’t great, but what does henna know? It was clear that she was not malicious.
Still, there are things I need to say and get over.
“Then why would you know I was there?”
“That’s… The sound…”
“I know it’s the exact opposite direction to your dorm. I don’t think there’s anything special going this way.”
Have you heard the sound? It’s not wrong, but Sylvia told me something, so I’m not ignorant either.
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There is a fork in the direction of the female dormitory and the male dormitory, and at that time I inadvertently went around the direction where people do not come and go.
100% Sure. That Henna was following me.
“I won’t say anything if I tell you now, so don’t talk nonsense.”
“Wait a minute, Junon. Shouldn’t you be thanking me? You’ve overlooked the fact that you almost got into trouble because of me!”
“Oh, ok thank you, okay?”
“Wow, I’ve never heard of such a soulless thank you.”
“Do you want to keep talking?”
“Sheesh…”
Henna couldn’t respond any longer and began to tell me the truth.
“Sylvia said she had a friend before me, so I figured out what to do if a bad guy gets involved. You know Sylvia’s personality too.”
“Seriously, that’s why you followed me?”
“That’s why, as a friend, it’s only natural!”
The only reason I followed you was because I wanted to find out what kind of person I was.
No matter how docile Sylvia was, it was disheartening to hear that my secret was almost revealed due to such an absurd matter.
Henna is just torturing my child! In that way, she strained her eyes and kept her eyes wide open, staring at me disapprovingly.
You think I’m trying to corrupt Sylvia. Seeing Henna, there is no mother sheep protecting her lambs.
‘Ehh.’
My dejection doubled as I felt like I had become a weirdo after thinking too seriously.
***
The biggest feature of sh*t Province, located in the northeast of Ardelion.
It is because of the subtropical climate that stands out even if you go up a little bit, a wide range of ecosystem species are distributed and live.
That’s why you can often see monsters as well as beasts.
Owing to the clue that it is a broad ecosystem species, even if it is divided only by climate, Sheet State must be divided into dozens of provinces.
Even lords often say things like this.
– There are distinctly different types of monsters and beasts that appear in each region. So, you always have to be careful when going out.
In terms of latitude, it doesn’t differ much from Sirach in the northwest, but it’s difficult to prepare because the monster species that appear each time are different.
Thus, it was to reduce the species by subjugating the sh*t state before the Shirah state to secure the border line.
Meuniher heard a lot of advice from the grand dukes and lords, and took note of this point and set out on the campaign.
‘But… Something is strange.’
Meuniher wasn’t the only one who felt strange when he went on the campaign.
“Too many. Unusual. Isn’t that right, Meuniher?”
“I think so too.”
They are said to be holding professorships at the academy, but at one time the two of them faced the worst conditions in the empire and stood together even at the crossroads of life and death.
The two of them were watching a group of canolatles at the northern entrance of Lemteert, ready for a shootout.
In the state of Sheet, which boasted a number of species and seemed like a headache, only one species has emerged: Canolatl.
It is something that cannot be ignored that the existing rules have been broken, but I can’t afford to even think about that right now.
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The cries of a herd of canolas can be heard densely near the village of Lemteert.
It wouldn’t be strange if they even invaded the village. I don’t know how that frightening number came about.
“When they attack, it seems like we should prepare for a long-term battle.”
“Is it from tonight?”
“Okay. Divide the existing troops into six more and take turns defending them, but make sure to keep them tight all the time.”
“Okay, Commander Zellvarten.”
“It’s awkward, so just call me by my first name.”
Since the establishment of the principality, there has never been a battle of this magnitude. A level comparable to the many wars that were once fought in the western part of the Empire.
This battle was the first large-scale subjugation in the history of the Principality of Ardelion involving members of the Lebrand Academy.
***
-Tadak, tadak.
The nobility elders are watching for an opportunity.
I didn’t like the hand of the empire and the grand duke who were gradually taking over the academy, which had their main ideas embedded in them.
At any time, they do things that are disguised as accidents, and cover them up neatly using power and cleanup, and hold the current power in their hands.
I want to stand on top of the principality with the power in my hands.
However, it was Marquis Flocan who had a lot of unresolved issues recently.
─Marquis Flokan, Count Navel has come to visit you.
“Take me inside.”
Tadak, tadak.
Watching the firewood burning in the fireplace, the Marquis Flocan greets the guests who have come to visit him.
“I heard you called. Marquis Flocan.”
The one who made me take the placement test again, which was almost spilled by Professor Meuniher.
Count Nubbel bends over him.
The Marquis Flocan didn’t even look at him, just watching the fireplace and the wood burning.
“That guy. He’s definitely an uneasy person.”
When the Marquis Flocan opened his mouth, he finally straightened his back, but it didn’t straighten up. It wasn’t because of the difference in rank.
As the general leader of the Noble Union, the man who is no different from the owner of the mighty power called the Noble Union is the Marquis Flocan, so he did not dare to bend his back against the sense of intimidation.
All the plans to control the Principality of Ardelion from a high place would pop out of his head.
“It was called the Meuniher Gelwarten Emerald. It bothered me that I was the representative of the green family on the imperial side, the Marquess of Emerald. I don’t know what he was thinking.”
I couldn’t get rid of him, though.
Even if the strong people, led by Marquis Flokan, gathered, even a few of the academy’s leaders were annoying.
Denise Plaubel Beryl.
Dahlia Maybell Emerald.
Jake Callau Beryl.
Even if these four who came back alive from the Mirum Decisive Battle unite, they are more than enough to deal with the main characters of the Noble Alliance.
It is an openly known fact even in the principality that even if miraculously the assassination succeeds, there is no one who can handle them.
If they were suddenly assassinated, of course the arrows of suspicion would be limited.
If Archduke Ardelion steps forward and crushes the aristocratic coalition, then it will be like a war.
How did you get the power and how long did it take? In the war with the Grand Duke, everything goes back to nothing, and there is no guarantee that we will be able to win in the first place. Even Marquis Flocan did not want to lose such a risk.
“Who sent the wastewater?”
“I succeeded in poisoning it without incident. One of the people in charge of the incarceration will be suspected, but it will not be discovered.”
The cause of the wastewater will be entered as a mistake on the part of the faculty by handling even the last clue that could be caught in the evaluation at the beginning of the semester.
Only then does Marquis Flocan say that he is great and give Count Nervel a glance.
“Looks like you managed to suppress the students’ doubts this time.”
“Yes. But as long as you don’t know which test you’ll be assigned to, I’m sure something unexpected will happen. Unfortunately, I’m not…”
“Ttsk, how could I know what that person was thinking. That’s enough.”
The only thing to throw away is to throw it away when the time comes.
If you can pull it off more firmly when you get it back, that’s enough.
That was the judgment of Marquis Flocan, who had been in control of the dukedom of Ardelion for a long time.
“By the way, Marquis. May I ask you a question?”
The Marquis’s hand, which had brilliant rings inserted one after another, took on a shrug. It’s a sign that it’s okay to ask questions.
“I would like to ask why you told the nobility and lords in charge of the western region of sh*t to give it up.”
Recently, the village of Lemteert was attacked by a beast called Canolatl.
This led to a pan-regional subjugation war, so the nobles who controlled the sh*t province could not suffer any damage.
However, the Marquis of Flocan told us to boldly abandon that territory.
The nobles who attended the Council of Elders were curious, but they accepted it as if it were Marquis Flokhan’s judgment, but Count Nerbel asked on behalf of them to clear up the question.
Using a throwaway card isn’t a ploy that would make you think it strange, but the bones I gave you this time might be quite painful.
“Count Nubbel.”
“Yes.”
“Do you know what I put in that fireplace?”
In the fireplace, there was only a crackling sound of burning wood.
“Is it firewood…?”
“Yes. Now it has been reduced to firewood and has become firewood for the fireplace. But, that is not the original firewood.”
“I’m sorry, but I’m not sure what that means.”
“Whoops. That’s my favorite bonsai. Do you understand then?”
Earl Nubel now confirmed that the two bonsai trees listed as collections were missing by the fireplace.
What disappeared were fresh bonsai that had just been made.
“That’s why you asked me to bring this. I never thought that was your intention.”
“That’s right. How long do we have to drag those idiots along? It’s Jim, Jim.”
Finally, Count Navel had the papers that Marquis Flocan had ordered him to organize and bring.
“Would you like to check it?”
The Marquis Flocan, who had been fed up, was about to throw something away this time as well.
-Shut, shuck.
The Marquis, who received and checked the documents, uncharacteristically raised a pen and saw a name and drew two lines.
“The Count told me to get rid of this girl now. The rest looks fine, so let’s deal with it.”
“Okay.”
Count Nubbel heads out with his head bowed. The task he received separately from Marquis Flokhan was to classify the academy students.
‘The erased name is Sylvia Kuteli.’
-Tadak, tadak.
The Marquis Flocan had been watching the bonsai he had put into the fireplace with his own hands even after Count Navel had left.
Until he was completely reduced to ashes and lost his form.