Damn Academy chapter 123

123 – Guardian Tree Ghost (2)

Professor Candinella sent Hubert and Shion back first. The two nodded lightly and left the classroom.

“Damian, come with me.”

I quietly moved behind her. Silence ensued as I left the classroom and walked along the small path in the garden on campus. It felt a bit awkward, but she didn’t seem to care.

Judging from the fact that he wasn’t heading to the dormitory, he seemed to have a personal story to tell.

On the way, Candinella asked a random question.

“Do you know about Princess Gainax?”

It’s been a long time since I’ve heard of it, but I remembered that I was a big player who attended the Eternia entrance ceremony this time.

“I have heard of it.”

“The girl showed interest in you.”

“… Yes?”

“It must be because of your teacher. Just know. I have to watch it for a while.”

After that, I didn’t speak again.

After heading to the faculty building, she led me to the professor’s office.

A bookshelf that filled one side of the wall of the professor’s room was full of old books whose titles could not even be read, and there was a sofa and a table for entertaining by the window.

“Sit down.”

She pointed her finger at her sofa and rummaged through the basket on her desk in her office.

“Do you like cookies?”

“… Eat it if you have it.”

“Would you like to eat some candy?”

“Yes.”

“What about dried apricots?”

“All good.”

After filling the bowl with snacks, he didn’t stop there and even brought a bunch of green grapes.

Then he put it on the table and pushed it in front of me. After eating everything, the amount was so large that I could skip dinner.

She sat across from me, her legs crossed, her chin resting and looking casually.

“Eat, eat.”

Wasn’t it just a short talk and then sent back? You don’t have to do this. Do you want something from me?

“You don’t like it? Wait, I’ll bring you goat cheese and bread from Ponturois….”

“It’s okay. This is enough.”

I hurriedly popped a cookie into my mouth.

“Don’t be burdened. It’s because I’m grateful for helping the professor lead by example during practice.”

“Then….”

“Yes, I know all about you. A quiet nobleman during the day. Masquerade at night. Right?”

There is something strange about the expression, but well, maintaining two identities is important.

“It was Princess Gainax who called me this way… Is it because?”

“Ah, I called to give you a reward, but I should tell you about it first.”

She put a sheet of black stationery on the table. There was the seal of the principality in gold leaf.

“It flew over to Eternia. Princess Gainax wants to take you on an escort mission.”

I’ve heard that the combat department sometimes hires students for external missions. She seemed to be saying that.

“… Why?”

Is there any reason to single out me? I would have been recorded in the mid-table position.

“Because the frozen soil is melting and winter is coming to an end. The nobles who came to Rigbed to escape the cold go back to their hometown around this time of year.”

“….”

“What difference would it make if you put on a student with an already outstanding escort? He must have noticed because he was Silverin’s apprentice. It looks like they’re trying to establish a connection, but it’s a common thing in Eternia. Even outside missions are recognized as having completed the class.”

If you say princess, high-ranking knights and wizards will already be with you. Even so, if you call me without even knowing one another, it must mean that you have a different purpose.

“Should I?”

“It is an honorable thing to establish contact with high-ranking nobles. We tend to recommend it, but… Your case is different.”

“….”

“Eternia will refuse. What you lack is not networking.”

Did Eternia decide that it was still too early?

I have the same thoughts. I’m in a position where I haven’t even properly mastered the etiquette of aristocrats. I can’t handle the board involved with the successor of the principality right now. Don’t know what might happen

I should be even more considerate if it wasn’t purely my ability, but Silverine’s prestige.

“Okay.”

Candinella narrowed his eyes, watched my expression for a moment, then said.

“You don’t say anything unpleasant. Okay, now we should talk about the circulatory training reward, right?”

She pulled out from within her arms a bottle of potion the size of her middle finger.

It was the leap of love that Professor Rakam showed at the church the other day.

Candinella smiled at me.

“I don’t know who taught you, but you did a great job. You are one of the few students who have been favored by the phantom beast.”

“… Thank you, but I was unable to face the phantom beast myself.”

“I know. Entering into that realm itself was recognized. What do you think you were greedy for?”

It is true that I was greedy. I wanted to see the phantom water close to the crystal of the circulatory system right in front of my eyes.

“Yes, it is regrettable that we did not achieve the results we expected.”

“Seeing phantom beasts is not necessarily a good thing. Adapting to the circulatory system means being under the influence of phantom water. Sotherton is fine, but don’t expect phantom beasts from other regions to always be kind to humans.”

“Could it be dangerous to touch it?”

“It’s dangerous to even set foot in that territory. It is rare to have such a pure and clear aura as the phantom beast of Sotherton’s circulatory system. Other phantom beasts regard humans as prey rich in magical power, and sometimes try to reign as the gods of that area.”

It was a story about native gods that Zverev had been talking about. Candinella doesn’t seem to like them.

“I will keep this in mind.”

“Yeah, well done anyway.”

She held out her potion.

As I tried to pick it up, she pulled out her arm instead of handing it to me as if she was thinking of something else.

“… ?”

Candinella speaks with bright eyes that do not go well with her cold impression that seems to have a high nose.

“It is still not too late to join the theater department. If you come in now, a better gift than this….”

“… ….”

Seeing my perplexed appearance, he smiled again with a mischievous smile.

“Just kidding, come on.”

I finally got the potion in my hand. The sense of accomplishment made my whole body feel electrified. I don’t intend to write it myself, but I’m sure it’s worthwhile, so I’m relieved.

“Thank you.”

She continued the conversation as if it was a pity to let it go.

“Yeah, um, isn’t there anything uncomfortable living in the academy?”

“… There is nothing to pick out.”

“Did you ever feel sad while living with Silverin?”

“… There was none.”

She looked suspicious.

“Ugh… It can’t be. She’s not that kind of a woman.”

“….”

She changed her subject with a flick of her arm.

“You said something stupid. Anyway, if you have any worries or difficulties, come and consult with me. I’ll treat you well.”

“Thank you.”

“Now go check the dormitory.”

I stood up from my seat and nodded.

“Then let’s go.”

Then suddenly she grabbed me by the collar and sat me down again.

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“Oh wait, take these snacks. I’ll take it separately.”

Why is Professor Lee trying to take care of me like this? Thank you very much, but even if I do this, the theater department has no idea.

***

The dormitory of the Northern Village in the afternoon when I finally arrived there was generally a messy atmosphere. As I was passing by holding a box of cookies that could last for a week in one arm, someone knocked me on the shoulder and ran.

The overworked woman must have been very busy, her hair wet with sweat and buckets of water on her arms. She didn’t even seem to have time to say sorry.

The Marigold Hall, a dormitory for high-ranking students, looked different from usual.

“….”

Some of the windows are broken, and some have green slime smeared on the windows. Something resembling music can be heard from some room.

It was only then that I realized how terrible the welcome ceremony I had vaguely thought of was.

Damn it, Hubert, Shion, and I were called by name, but it’s worse than that.

This makes me a little nervous.

I hurried to my dormitory, Whitdruff Hall.

I was a little relieved when I entered the front door of the Whitdruff building. Fortunately, unlike other places, this place has a calm atmosphere.

As always, Zion is sitting in front of the fireplace in the hall and drinking tea leisurely.

I went up the stairs and headed to the third floor. Then, on the other side of the hallway on the left as I headed, two girls walked up to me and our eyes met.

“… ?”

It’s a face you don’t see in the dormitory. In the first place, at the end of the hallway on the third floor, no one entered the room except me, so what the hell was going on.

The girls flinched at me, lowered their heads, and hurried past.

The door to my room at the end of the hallway was wide open. I feel bad.

There is something white hanging on the doorknob. Looking closer, it was someone’s underwear.

There was a strange, indescribable smell in the hallway. Could it be that I’m flying in my room?

I hurriedly ran and stood in front of the room. Finally checking inside, I dropped the cookie box.

“Oops….”

I never knew there were so many types of underwear. The floor and even the windows were plastered with underwear. The bed was a spectacle. The underwear was so thick that it covered all the white bedding.

And on the wall, intruders wrote a guest book in green slime.

Dizzy, I slowly looked at the written words.

[If you need compensation, come to the dance department.]

[No, come to the Literary Department!!]

[Don’t do that, come into our family boot. I’ll let you play and eat for the rest of your life.]

[Coming back to find underwear. Keep it safe.]

[Don’t act arrogant. It’s unlucky.]

[I know about your secret.]

[Let’s escape at night with my sister.]

[Why are you, Silverin’s disciple, pissing me off and putting my panties in my mouth?]

[There is a person under the bed.]

I immediately checked under the bed. Fortunately, no one was there, and I could see a few underwear lying flat.

Guestbook is literally a banquet of the unconscious. The texture is similar to the graffiti seen in the orphanage.

I heard that aristocratic ladies value dignity and etiquette, receive strict education from a young age, and value a modest demeanor as much as their lives, but today that illusion has collapsed.

Is it because she is under too strict control like Trisha and spews out her suppressed desires in Eternia?

I brushed off the underwear hanging from the chair and sat down on it helplessly.

Anyway, when are we going to get rid of this? I think a few baskets will come out.

***

A maid approached Shion who was resting in the hall on the first floor.

“I fixed the door and now I can go in.”

Shion stood up and spoke in a calm voice.

“Thank you.”

Shion moved her steps to her stairway. Someone broke into her room and the doorknob didn’t work. Because of that, she couldn’t even change her clothes properly for a day.

Since she had no friends, no one lent her clothes, and she had to wear the basic training clothes the maid brought her.

She went up to her third floor and stood in front of her room. She turned the doorknob and the door opened with a click.

Because of his sensitive sense of smell, the stench came in an instant.

Her room was covered in green slime. The bedding, curtains, and even the closet were in disarray, and messages of contempt were scrawled on the floor in black ink.

[Is the senior so easygoing?]

[Everyone else laughs at you]

[Don’t live like that]

[Wear modestly, do you need attention?]

However, the girl who went through all of her prenatal struggles did not leave much of an impression on her.

Shion glanced at her insulting messages for a moment with an insensitive gaze, then she headed straight for the drawer.

Then she opened the drawer and stood still.

“… There is none.”

Her undergarments were all gone.