207 – Praise The Lord (3)
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After the meal, we decided to go see a special performance.
Toward the concert hall, Piel and I walked leisurely.
Alps spoke to me with anxious eyes.
“By the way, are there any seats, Mr. Theo? I heard that Aisha-sama will also appear on the stage for this special performance… Of course, it’s nice to watch!”
“No need to worry.”
Piel, who was walking next to me, answered instead. It was something sharp.
She must have felt that sharpness, and the Alps trembled.
“Can I ask why, Mr. Piel…?”
“A reserved seat is given to the top-tier students in the Faculty of Bravery. Up to four people can sit in the front seat.”
“Ah, that’s right… I’m glad I did.”
Alps nodded in relief.
On the contrary, I walked with only looking forward.
‘As expected from Ellinia Academy.’
The top students of the Faculty of Bravery are the ones that attract many people’s attention. They are given a reserved seat in the front, and they are invited to attend, as well as outsiders who come to see them.
It is a system that has been passed down from the past.
‘Anyway, I don’t feel good.’
It keeps bothering me that there have been no incidents or accidents so far.
In all routes of this work, incidents and accidents occurred during the Academy Festival.
Of course, I’m not in good shape, so I hope it passes quietly… But it’s been rare that things have gone the way I hoped.
‘Let’s not relax.’
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After a while, we arrived at the stadium.
Alps’ eyes widened when he saw thousands of people filling the seats.
“Wow…The performance hasn’t even started yet, but there are so many people.”
“Let’s go forward.”
Following the dignified Piel, the Alps followed.
As Piel said, the front seats were empty in places.
As I sat down in a suitable place, two men and women started talking to me.
“It’s been a while, Mr. Theo.”
“Nice to meet you.”
It was the head professor, Locke, and his exclusive instructor, Natasha.
Around Locke’s neck was a necklace marked “Security Chief”.
I looked at the two and greeted them with a light smile.
“Nice to meet you, Head Professor, Instructor Natasha. How have you been?”
“I was busy grading the midterm exam. I looked at the answer sheet several times, wondering if I was possessed by a ghost.”
Locke smiled lightly as well.
“May I ask what happened?”
“The grades of the Orc students have skyrocketed. Assistant professors said it was completely different from last semester. So I reviewed them one by one.”
“Ah… Is that so?”
······Hu, fortunately. During the previous midterm exam, giving the orcs special training with Aisha also worked.
Locke winked at me.
“Theo-kun, if you have time over the weekend, would you stop by my office for a while? There is something I want to share with you.”
“Okay, Head Professor.”
I nodded softly.
There’s a high probability it’s related to [Turning White]. I should make some time and share the story.
“Yes, wait. Then have a nice viewing.”
Locke fixed his gaze on the front again.
Natasha, who was next to him, spoke in a low voice.
“······Student Theo, you drank well what we gave you before.”
······Ah, you mean the lemon tea I ordered for Natasha earlier?
It is said to be a rare special product of the kingdom, but none of it suits me.
“No, Instructor. I’m glad you drank well.”
“Next time, when Theo is a student, I will buy you a meal.”
A faint smile appeared on Natasha’s calm face.
I’m fine. Natasha is a named character who took the position of Locke’s exclusive instructor at a young age.
There is nothing wrong with being friendly. Since we met by chance, we need to deepen our friendship.
I, like her, had a faint smile on her face.
“If the instructor treats us well, we should make time even if we didn’t have one.”
“Did you think Theo would say something like that? It is different.”
Natasha laughed softly.
······So while talking about this and that with Natasha.
─Nice to meet you guys~ You’ve been waiting for a long time, right? A special performance that will splendidly decorate the end of the Ellinia Academy Festival! It’s finally starting!
The special performance has begun.
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A special performance is in full swing.
The current performance is a stand-up comedy jointly organized by the Faculty of Knights and the Faculty of Warriors.
There are three students in total, two from the Faculty of Engineering and one from the Faculty of Bravery.
The theme is ‘baseball, basketball, soccer. Which of the three is the toughest sport?’
“Ah, so why is basketball so difficult? The game time is an hour at most… And basketball is played indoors with a cooling spell on, right?”
“No, you bastard. Does basketball have different workout intensities? You don’t even play football for 90 minutes, do you? Defenders only defend, strikers only attack. Didn’t basketball have to be played by all 5 players?”
“Both soccer and basketball are the same, you piecemeal guys. Hey, soccer and basketball are hard on the body only. Do you know how hard baseball is mentally? In the bottom of the 9th inning, with 2 outs, but the opposing team’s batter gets a single hit and the situation is reversed—”
“What kind of sport is eating during a game! There is nothing wrong with a guy whose name is the Department of Bravery!”
It was a comedy with a pattern where soccer and basketball were bickering, baseball was added, and then kusari was eaten.
In addition to the excellent acting skills of the performers, the reaction from the audience was good in the paradoxical situation in which a student from the Faculty of Bravery was attacked by a student from the Faculty of Engineering.
“·······.”
But Piel has a serious face.
Having fun and sleeping, I couldn’t concentrate on the performance in the first place.
It was because of Theo.
‘Doesn’t he know how to bounce properly?’
She glanced at Theo, who was sitting next to her.
He was having a small talk with Instructor Natasha. It’s been that way ever since.
I’d rather hold weight like before…
“·······.”
Alps, like Piel, couldn’t concentrate on the performance.
The material of the current comedy performance did not resonate well, but the big reason is because of Theo.
‘Wow… Mr. Theo really has a lot of personal connections. Head Professor, I didn’t know that I would be friendly with the instructor…’
Alps was well aware of the fact that force is important, but personal connections are just as important.
Suddenly, I remember what he said.
─Alps, I am sure that you are a being with shining wings that is incomparable to the likes of me.
‘I, can I become like Theo… Like that?’
My heart pounded.
Of course, I didn’t say it out of my mouth, I just thought it inside.
······Time passed just like that.
In the blink of an eye, only Aisha and Sienna’s last turn was left for the special performance.
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A performer’s waiting room located near the special performance hall.
Among them, inside Aisha and Siena’s waiting room.
Aisha didn’t look good.
Seeing her like that, Siena said.
“Whoops, Aisha. Why is your expression like that from earlier? Are you nervous?”
“It can’t be.”
Actually, Eisha didn’t shiver at all. Appearing in front of the masses was as natural to her as she was to breathe.
The reason why his expression wasn’t good was because he kept thinking of Theo’s face, who had his eyes closed as if he was dead in the cold hospital room.
‘Therapist’s words say it’s the accumulation of fatigue…’
But who faints on the field and is carried off on a stretcher from the accumulation of blood?
‘Ah, I should look for Theo right after the performance. It’ll be harder to find on the weekends.’
With that thought in mind, Aisha spoke to Siena.
“Siena, Theo is being tracked, right?”
“Huh, even if you don’t, Shuksuk is back.”
“Good. Sienna, there are times when you can be helpful.”
Could it be because our thoughts matched? Aisha smiled at Sienna. Sienna also smiled at Aisha.
It was season 1 breathing.
Then.
─Miss Aisha and Miss Siena. We will go to the performance waiting area. It’s your turn to perform soon.
An official knocked on the door of the waiting room.
“”Yes””
Aisha and Sienna answered at the same time.
It was season 2 collaboration achieved within a short period of time.
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There are many dark alleys near the special performance hall.
Among them, about 30 people in black were gathered in a back alley.
Among them, one stood in front of the group. He was a man with slanted eyes and a large scar on his cheek.
“·······Total 32 members. Everyone is gathered.”
The man with the scar raised only one corner of his mouth and smiled.
“I got a message that the special performance would end soon. I’ll be rushing in in 10 minutes, everyone get ready.”
Instead of answering the man’s words,
Clap, clap—
Each of them checked their armaments.
Then.
“Wait there.”
Two men wearing necklaces marked [Security Officer] Spotted the group and approached.
Since the energy of the group was unusual, one of the security officers immediately spoke to the scarred man.
“What are you all doing here? Excuse me, but please show me your ID.”
“Ah, we were doing a group cosplay. ID, please. I put it in his wallet—”
The group of scarred men naturally put their hands in their arms.
When the security chiefs relaxed like that.
Poududeudeuk—!
Security chiefs’ necks snapped at bizarre angles.