I Possessed an Academy Without a Protagonist chapter 39

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“Please keep that secret from Schlust…”

“Is that? What?”

“You sucked your finger…”

At the quiet request from Iris, Erika tilted her head.

He said it was to help with recovery magic.

So, isn’t that a medical practice?

What’s the reason to keep it a secret?

“why?”

“Anyway! Promise me!”

“Ah Okay.”

However, when Iris faltered and asked for a silence, Erica had no choice but to listen.

Because Iris wasn’t the one who usually asks like this.

No, because she wasn’t the first to make a request like this.

That is why Iris’ urgency was felt even more through her skin.

“By the way. I would never have said we were lovers.”

“Yeah, I didn’t.”

“Maybe Schlus-“

“No. Schlus didn’t even say that.”

“Then why did you come to such a strange conclusion?”

At Iris’ resentful look, Erica had to hold back her laughter.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen Iris so embarrassed in her life, who was always in a relaxed and leading position.

“No matter how much you ask, you don’t give me a proper answer, Iris. So I guessed it myself. Wasn’t it? Are you two dating?”

“no!”

“Puu hahahahaha!”

“What’s so funny!”

As soon as Iris started to get angry, Erica couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Even when she usually recites in a sweet and low voice, most people roll their eyes and tremble.

It wasn’t scary to see him so outspokenly angry, it was just cute.

It’s like watching a young child stalking a swarm.

“hehehe. So now you want me to tell you something properly? What’s the relationship between the two of you?”

“Chee…. Okay.”

“Is that something to do with that? That you see the future.”

“Yes······?”

At Erika’s casual question, Iris’s mouth was shut.

It wasn’t that she never divulged that she had future poetry.

I said this several times when I was a kid.

However, everyone laughed at Iris and treated her as a delusion, and in the end, she decided to keep the future poetry a secret for the rest of her life.

I think I said it to Erica once when I was really young.

However, he believed that in addition to what he still remembered…

I couldn’t help but be shocked.

“Did you still believe it?”

“Yeah, of course. Was it a lie?”

“no······.”

“Okay then. What’s wrong?

At the innocent answer, Iris was unable to speak again.

Erica isn’t an idiot either.

This is not to say that he is not the kind of person who is deceived or deceived by believing everyone’s words straight out of the box.

That said, Erika trusted Iris so deeply that she believed everything no matter how absurd she was.

Noticing this, Iris was so grateful and moved that she couldn’t help but smile faintly.

“As expected of Erica, it’s a story about the future. Actually, after meeting Schlus, I keep seeing the future for Schlust.”

Iris’s future poetry shows the future somewhat randomly, but it’s not without rules.

The future shown by future poetry tends to be shown more and more intensely as it relates to Iris herself and more deeply.

In other words, saying that Schlust appears a lot in future poetry means that Iris and Schlust will become close friends in the future. whether that’s for good or for bad.

“What kind of future was it?”

“It was the future where Schlust would die.”

“ah······.”

A sigh escaped from Erica’s mouth, who had been listening with anticipation.

“Schulus dies. By sacrificing for others. To prevent that, I approached Schlus and changed the future. Still, only the timing and method of death change, Schlusus continues to die…”

how many times has it been

He saw the future where he died.

I’ve given up counting now.

No matter how little the future changes, it eventually converges to the future where he will die.

While directly preventing him from being stabbed to death on the Day of Magic, I wondered if he would have prevented his death this time around.

But Schlust dies in another future, in another place, for another. endlessly.

Among them was the future of throwing herself and dying for Erica.

“Shu, Schlus? Really?”

“yes.”

But I decided not to tell Erica about it.

Because she is a soft-hearted woman, it was not unreasonable to have a sense of debt for things that have not happened yet.

“No way······.”

Meanwhile, Erica’s mind was in full swing.

Obviously, Schlusus must have been an evil person who sold his life to the devil and gained power.

That he would sacrifice himself and die for others…?

It was an incomprehensible sound.

‘Maybe he sold his life to the devil for that?’

One case was presented and Erica became even more confused.

What if the reason he sold his life was because he didn’t really need it?

What if you had acquired such a mighty power to die by sacrificing for others without having to live long?

Then this mystery was explained.

Still, I couldn’t understand that Schlus was such an absurd good man.

“So Iris wants to prevent the future where Schlusus dies, isn’t it?”

“What is it? I’m a saint.”

“Puu.”

“What is it? Why are you smiling again?”

“It’s nothing. Heh.”

Because she’s a saint…

Had other people heard it, they would have looked up to Iris, but for Erica, nothing but laughter came out.

Iris, whom she had seen, was not a noble and noble saint, but rather a girl of her age.

“I’ll help too. Make sure Schlus doesn’t die.”

“Really······?”

“Yeah. Really.”

Iris opened her eyes a little surprised, as if it was unexpected.

I thought Erica hated Schlust.

But Erica had a different plan.

‘If Iris sees the future, Schlust will become a hero, right? Not a single thing is known about selling your life to the devil. You’ll never see that.’

A contract with the devil cannot be justified for any reason.

Erica, a devout believer, had such a belief.

However, according to Iris’ words, Schlus would sacrifice himself and die before the end of his life, and he would have great honor after death.

That was unacceptable.

I had to live so that Schlus wouldn’t die by sacrificing.

I don’t know when that will be, but so that the shortened lifespan will come to an end and die of old age at a young age.

Then, the fact that he sold his life to the devil will be revealed, and his honor will be greatly tarnished.

That was the right end of those who made a pact with the devil.

‘I’ll definitely make you die naturally!’

So Erica’s evil plan to make Schlust live a long time was established.

***

Let’s try to deduce the identity of Ludwig’s ‘distinguished guest’.

First of all, that handsome head professor is someone who calls out to him even when he’s not there.

I could tell it was a fairly high position or someone Ludwig respected.

In addition, you need to consider timing.

Today is the day after I caught the crow Henderson and slapped him.

It would be reasonable to think that the sudden visit of such a great distinguished guest today was an effect of yesterday’s events rather than a coincidence.

But the problem is that yesterday’s event was kept secret and has not been covered by any media yet. It must have been a measure taken considering the social impact.

So, there may not be many places that obtained this information, but if you are a valuable person who will run to you immediately upon hearing this news…

“Ha sissy.”

Hwang Tae-son. eldest grandson of the emperor.

No one else came to mind.

As I remembered the hooded customer I met this morning, I became even more urgent.

As soon as class was over, I didn’t even look back and headed to the president’s dormitory.

“I hope. I hope.”

a. nope

While I was doing it, I remembered the voice of Hwang Tae-son described in the original work.

A slightly hoarse, husky, neutral voice.

okay. It was from the hood I heard this morning.

“after······.”

When we got to the mansion, the hood was still standing in front of the front door.

Where did you go in the middle? Or maybe he was waiting all the time while I was in class.

The latter was more plausible considering Hwang Tae-son’s savvy personality.

This really sucks.

“Are you still waiting?”

“Now it’s time-“

“Yes. I have time. Please come in, His Majesty Hwang Tae-son.”

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With the Crown Prince’s hand trembling slightly in surprise, he opened the door and guided him inside.

He is the second most dignified person on the continent after demons.

I’ll have to tell Emilia as well so that she doesn’t upset her mood.

oh I think I already made you feel bad.

“Heinkel-san? That one is…”

“I’m a guest. Please prepare tea.”

“yes······.”

It seems that the figure of the body covered with a hood and long clothes seemed very strange.

He sent the emperor’s hand to the sofa in the living room first, and then briefly opened a small cognitive barrier to prevent him from being heard.

“You are the Crown Prince. Please be mindful of that and show the utmost courtesy. Disrespect is unacceptable.”

“Yes? Hua, tell me about the Hwang Tae-son?”

“Now turn off the barrier.”

The magical power was fading away, so he immediately turned off the barrier and immediately followed the Crown Prince.

Behind Emilia, who stood stupidly with her mouth open.

Maybe that’s really surprising.

It’s the second time that Emilia’s acting was broken and she brought out real emotions, isn’t it?

I’m just happy

“Who told you?”

“What do you mean?”

“The fact that Jim is the Crown Prince.”

He said so and flipped the hood back.

Then the face of a beautiful woman with blonde hair and sharp eyes appeared.

I get tired of hearing it every time, but it was eerily identical to the image I had envisioned.

She took the long blonde hair hidden behind her back out of her clothes and sat down on the sofa across from her.

wow look at the hair shine shine shine I want to touch you once.

······ Of course I will be patient. Because I can’t add more disrespect than this.

“No one told me.”

“You were just guessing?”

“Yeah. You’re lucky.”

“············”.

Arya raised her chin slightly crooked as if it was uncomfortable to plant.

Can’t you call me Aria yet?

It’s because she doesn’t have a name because she hasn’t even had her coming-of-age ceremony yet.

According to the original story, she would be called Arya Victor Friedrich von Freyja, or Arya for short.

“You live a very luxurious life.”

“It was provided by the school. If you lose the chief, you will be expelled immediately.”

“Huh. It seems like cruel things. After all, it’s a den of wizards, isn’t it?”

I politely answered her questions, but I couldn’t help but keep an eye on her.

Whether or not I should apologize for having treated her hard in the morning and kept her waiting for over two hours…

If you don’t mention it in the first place, don’t you care too much?

“It sounds like a pretty important class. Just enough to go to listen to it after hitting the wind.”

“············”.

is a horn.

I also kept it in mind.

At Arya’s eerie smile, I hid my trembling hands under the table.

A person who can decide my life or death with a single word.

This means that you have to choose your words carefully.

Shall we bow our heads and ask for forgiveness first?

Good idea. If you want to cut ties with Arya for the rest of your life.

Arya hates people who don’t admit mistakes the most, but that doesn’t mean she likes people who admit mistakes.

What she likes is someone who doesn’t make mistakes.

In other words, the disrespect I committed this morning should not be disrespectful.

I don’t know what you mean?

Actually, I don’t know either.

“Yes. It was a major class.”

“Hey, so that was more important than meeting Jim?”

“Yes. If you miss a class, you can’t take it again, but can’t you see Hwang Tae-son again?”

“············”.

Silence fell in the living room.

👌👌👌👌👌 really f*cking sh*t.

I didn’t think it was disrespect in the first place, so it became a sophistry that it wasn’t disrespect…

To be honest, I knew something was wrong from the start, but I just pushed on.

It was obvious that Arya would resent her if she picked up horses.

I don’t think I’ve already bought a bigger one.

“Huh… this is a really funny guy.”

“I didn’t mean to make fun of Your Majesty. I’m glad you’re having fun.”

“How come the saying that the topic of frivolity is circulating in the palace as a subject of commoners. When I met him in person, the nobles deserved to be disliked.”

“I’ll take it as a compliment.”

“Yeah. Uh huh . . . . . . like that.”

Arya stopped laughing.

It was kind of weird, but it seemed to go well.

I don’t know if I liked it or not, but if I smiled, it wouldn’t mean that I was offended.

Because Arya expresses her feelings honestly.

In many ways, she is a character with opposite attributes to Emilia.

“Ho ho ho black tea is here. I’ll serve you in front of you, Colonel, so please eat it slowly.”

“Thank you, Emilia.”

Soon Emilia appeared with a cart full of teacups and cakes.

By the way, you’re really good at stuttering.

Anyone who sees it would know that he was really nervous and doing that.

There’s no way Emilia can be nervous in front of anyone.

Emilia, who unloaded the teacup and cake from the cart, left the living room almost as if escaping.

It was a superb performance until the very end.

“It’s strange. He’s a guy who treats a servant with respect.”

“It’s not a servant. It’s just a contractual relationship. There’s no reason to treat commoners like you.”

“Same commoners? It won’t be like that anymore.”

“What do you mean, my lord?”

“Schlus Heinkel. I want to give you a title. If you want anything, tell me.”

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What kind of cake rolled in.