173. The princess of the north enters the school. (6)
A dark-haired girl bursts open the door to the instructor’s waiting room and bursts into it as her first greeting.
Even though the name, hair, and eye color changed, that dirty disposition was still the same.
Although we met face to face once in the Laios Mountains,
At that time, after suddenly popping out and resolving the crisis of the fire, he passed out right away, so there was no time to properly talk about something.
So, if you look closely, it was the first time that we met properly.
‘Hmm, did you use magic to color the hair and eyes? Well, that’s not natural. But, why did you cast such a crude spell?’
One of Zeke’s eyebrows twitched upward.
The saintess was also a genius wizard who had a better corner than herself when it came to using magic.
Sieg narrowed his eyes and studied the saintess’s prayers.
‘… … I guessed from hearing Karen, but is it really that her body has weakened considerably… … . Oh no. No.’
When he recalled the first time he had fallen here, he could roughly guess her condition.
‘Because it was a one-tool for mana utilization, or a body. This must be very hell.’
Unlike the Dave Continent in the past, the concentration of mana in the atmosphere is sparse.
Originally, she was a saintess who did not have much talent for using her body.
It would be accurate to look at the mana circuit of the body the saintess has now, but if she could use it, she would have solved it herself a long time ago.
It’s probably in a similar state to you.
There’s no way a saintess like that could get mana stones from here and carve a filter on her back.
It is a skill that requires some support from the body to do it on its own.
‘Well, since no one can help… … .’
Considering that even she, who was physically trained, had a hard time carving a mana filter on her back, in the case of the saintess, the probability of fainting in the middle of carving was very high.
And when that happens, the mana that has lost control collides here and there and just explodes with the whole body.
‘There’s no way I can entrust the magicians here to such a life-threatening procedure.’
If you think about the imperial palace doctor Rosnante called before, you will find the answer.
No matter how well he tried, he was at the level of a child who had just started walking on the Dave continent.
To be honest, I don’t know if it’s magical knowledge, but with mana utilization, the students I’ve taught so far can apply with one hand.
Zeke, who was lost in thought for a moment, cut off his thoughts and asked.
“First, put the necklace aside.”
“Why put that second! Fuck you first! Give me my necklace!”
Zeke ignored her words and continued.
“Let me ask you this. is it you You kidnapped me here.”
“… … .”
Seeing Zeke immediately get to the point, the saintess bit her lip with an expression as if she had eaten a blow.
“… … I can’t tell.”
She read the doubt in Zeke’s eyes, but couldn’t help it.
‘Kidnapped, but someone kidnapped me!’
The saintess’ eyes were filled with resentment.
He simply transcended the time of 10,000 years, created a new world and lived in it.
However, at some point, letters he did not write began to appear on the notebook.
The short texts that suddenly appeared are either evaluating the world he created or enjoying it. Or they cheered or criticized.
Like gods watching over the world they created.
Of course, most of the writings were said in a frivolous tone without hesitation, but
The saintess regarded all of them as ‘the voice of God’.
‘Maybe because I use that tone, it looks like this.’
So, I felt grateful to be able to hear the voices of the gods watching over me, even indirectly.
Then one day.
While the story was heading towards the middle.
Because of his weakened body, he was scheduled to be involved in various incidents.
The Emperor of the Backstreets, Rodren.
A crisis situation in which he is caught by the thieves he sent because he found out his golden hair.
Even ahead of that crisis, the saintess, who knew the whole situation, remained calm.
Actions and words flowed naturally from her mouth.
Like a well-organized puppet show.
─ Kyaaagh! Also, thieves… … !
Rosnante, the second prince of the Empire, appears at that time.
─ What a lousy bastard.
The 2nd Prince, obsessed with himself and even stalking him.
It was a scene where he stepped out and put himself in a crisis situation to massacre the kidnappers.
The saintess had been watching Zeke’s swordsmanship from the sidelines for 10 years.
which way you swing your sword.
How to use and turn the body.
And if he swung his sword once, what would happen to his opponent?
Of course, only Zeke Clay was the strongest in her world.
It was said that he portrayed his appearance, considering the balance of power and the sparse world view of Mana to some extent.
she was confident This part is the best portrayal of the world he has created.
By the way. In that scene, none other than ‘the voice of God’ was written.
It was not a cheer or praise, but a sharp criticism.
‘This swordsmanship is poor and sloppy. It’s ridiculous.’
Sentences containing such meaning were written so densely that they filled an entire page.
I looked into it several times and tried to understand it, but
She couldn’t accept it at all.
How long does this god’s voice think he’s seen me wielding a sword like that in real life?
At the same time as thinking that no matter how much God is, he can’t know everything about himself.
“Don’t go crazy… … .”
I felt a strong repulsion to the writing that said lightly like that without knowing anything.
There are many battles and experiences of blood that he has experienced for 10 years.
Feelings for those whom he tried to protect while struggling.
All of them mixed and gushed out.
“Do not be ridiculous!!!!!”
She bit her lip and unconsciously wrote it down in her usual way of speaking.
[Fuck, if you twist it like that, you run yourself! ]
And, the world goes dark. When he opened his eyes again, he was back at the beginning of the story he had written.
【 – As an error about probability. The world will be reorganized.
* * *
Today is the day there is no swordsmanship class.
However, the original members who had been taking Zeke’s classes gathered at the teahouse.
Serena, Iriel, Soy Spoon, and Yuri Gilbert. And to Rosnante.
Because their identity is their identity. A situation where the entire large teahouse was rented.
“… … Now that everyone is here, tell me. flower garden. Why are you calling us all of a sudden?”
Iriel clicked his tongue and said to Serena with a dissatisfied expression.
Originally, I had planned to go to Soi’s shop and enjoy tea time with her all day and enjoy the new bread.
However, Serena’s continued words were enough to blow away the regret about that time.
“… … Instructor is suspicious.”
“… … Zeke is suspicious?”
“Yeah, you know. On days when there are no academy classes, instructors usually go to the gymnasium. Or just sleep at home all day.”
Then, Iriel, Yuri, and a soy spoon nodded.
“… … Yes? How do you guys know what the instructor is doing on days off… … ?”
Rosnante turned his head left and right, not knowing why.
However, no one answered Rosnante’s questions.
“By the way, I received a call from home saying that the instructor wasn’t even at the academy gymnasium today, and that he was heading to the academy.”
Then everyone’s faces hardened.
It reminded me of the last time I suddenly disappeared like the wind, saying I was going somewhere for two weeks.
Especially in the case of the soy spoon, it was added.
The hardships and near-death experiences that I went through after blindly following to the Laios Mountains.
her body trembled
“… … shit, i don’t like it I won’t go there this time. no way… … . Again… … .”
Serena shook her head.
“No, that’s not it. I’m sure you’ve headed to the academy. So I asked the person at the academy. He said he went to the instructor’s waiting room.”
“… … what the heck, it’s no big deal flower garden. Didn’t you just come to take care of the overdue work? If you’re just wasting my time with that… … .”
“I’m not done talking. Listen to the end.”
Serena shuddered and shot a glance at Iriel, then continued.
“By the way, a woman with black hair went there.”
Then all eyes turned to Yuri Gilbert.
“… … not me.”
Yuri, who was not used to the gaze, flinched and pursed his lips.
“Know. not glass Yuri has short hair, but she said she has long hair.”
“uh… … !?”
Suddenly, Soi, who had been listening to the story, spat out a surprised sound without even realizing it.
She sighed and covered her mouth again.
“What is it, Soi? Did you know?”
A situation where Iriel questioned and everyone stared at her.
Soyi’s eyes rolled wildly, and she eventually confessed.
At least, these are Zeke’s chosen children.
I may have to keep a secret about Lost Hope, but I might as well tell you about the woman.
Although I couldn’t tell you that my hair was originally golden.
“… … That, oh maybe. It must be Princess Ira of the North.”
“What!? How do you know that?”
“North… … ?”
“Why is the North… … ?”
“Are you pretty?”
gulp. Swallowing his saliva, Soi spoke in a cautious voice.
“Well, the princess from the north visited our store yesterday. You said you came to make a request to Instructor Zeke… … .”
“North? to Zeke? what request?”
Except for Soyi, everyone is unaware of the situation.
I can’t say more than this.
In the end, she said she didn’t know and had no choice but to take it away.
“That, I don’t know… … . I just came by yesterday and bought some bread. That’s it.”
“… … The duchy of Ira in the north.”
“Why did the duke who had been silent all this time… … .”
Iriel and Serena’s faces hardened seriously.
It was a name that had a different weight to Justia and Joheiden’s princesses.
“So, are you pretty?”
Rosnante continued to ask without notice, but no one answered him.