I Possessed an Academy Without a Protagonist chapter 53

Episode 53. social gathering(2)

What do you think about men’s makeup?

Something only celebrities or actors do.

It was just that kind of awareness.

I only knew that I would never have anything to do with makeup for the rest of my life.

“Don’t frown. The mascara spreads.”

“All right.”

“Keep your mouth shut.”

“············”.

until you come here.

When I said I was going to a social gathering, Emilia was leading me to my room as if it was natural.

And then this is what it looks like.

Last time, I had to bring it in a portable pouch, so there were few types of cosmetics, but this time, I was very simply saying that I could do it to my heart’s content.

I think it’s been 10 minutes since I started putting on makeup.

When is it going to end

I glanced around Emilia’s room.

Come to think of it, it’s the first time I’ve entered Emilia’s room since I moved in.

A neat room without a single clutter was soon explaining Emilia’s personality that was close to the tuberculosis.

With such a personality, you clean my pigsty-like room.

It must have been a bit painful

“Did you find out anything about the ring?”

Breaking the awkward silence, Emilia spoke first.

“No. Unfortunately not.”

“is that so.”

blatantly lied.

I went to the informant, but I didn’t ask anything.

All I had to do was show the intelligence service an alibi that I was trying to find out about the ring.

The spy agency would have poked around here and there, but couldn’t find anything.

Because no one knows about the miracle ring except the royal family and a few demons.

“What do you think you mean? You gave me that ring.”

“I chose it. What does it mean, you are not sleeping.”

“It seems to me that he touched Heinkel’s favor and led him to choose it…”

Emilia said in a confident voice.

It may seem that way to someone who certainly doesn’t know anything about it.

He deliberately tricked me into pretending that there was something valuable in the safe and gave me a ring that was nothing.

“You might think so.”

“Then let’s change the question. What do you think of His Majesty Hwang Tae-son?”

“He is a man of dignity. He is beautiful and equipped with all the virtues, and he is worthy of the emperor’s position.”

“No. Not like that….”

Emilia sighed as if frustrated.

Somehow, this question seems to have been asked at the Imperial Palace as well.

I don’t know why Emilia suddenly asks again.

“Can I ask you one more thing?”

“When did you ask permission?”

“Ah. That’s right. So the last question. If that’s the case. If you had to marry one of them, the one you truly love or the one who will benefit you… who would you marry?”

“The question doesn’t work. I don’t really love anyone.”

Because he doesn’t exist in this world anymore.

“That’s why I put what-if.”

“I’ll tell you when it happens.”

Emilia pouted her lips a little, as if pouting a little.

Wasn’t that the answer you wanted?

I couldn’t quite understand why this question came up all of a sudden.

“Come on, it’s over.”

I looked into the hand mirror that Emilia had handed me.

This could not have come out without admiration.

It doesn’t look like she was wearing makeup, but her eyes looked twice as big as usual.

I don’t know if this will make me enjoy makeup in the future.

·······No, I just canceled my words.

“Then I’ll go. You don’t have to go out.”

“No. Of course…”

thud! Ting…

The moment Emilia left the room with the door closed, a metallic sound resounded in the mansion.

It was precisely the sound of metal falling to the floor and bouncing.

Dagger… It was probably hanging in a closet or something and fell due to the impact of the door being closed.

Looking at Emilia’s firm expression, it was almost certain.

“What didn’t fall off?”

“it’s nothing.”

“Really?”

“Yes. That’s fine.”

When I was about to go back to Emilia’s room, I hesitated and stopped.

Even in the midst of that, I thought that he was a professional in that there was no light of embarrassment on his face at all.

Suddenly a good idea came to mind.

I focused on the mana around me for a moment and then played a small prank with gravity magic.

Not forgetting to cover up so Emilia wouldn’t notice.

“Now let’s really go.”

“yes.”

It was a pity that I couldn’t see Emilia’s expression when she confirmed that little prank.

***

“···········?”

Back after seeing Schlust off.

Emilia’s eyes widened as she opened the closet door.

There was nothing that had to be.

No, it wasn’t exactly where it was supposed to be.

“how······”

The clear metallic sound I heard a while ago was definitely the sound of a dagger falling.

It was the sound of a dagger falling and hitting the floor of the wardrobe.

There were no other objects in Emilia’s room that could make such a sound, so it was certain.

But why? Why the hell-

“What happened?”

Was the dagger still hanging on the wall of the closet?

As if it never fell.

It was not an auditory hallucination because I heard the sound at the same time with Schlus.

Have you ever been hypnotized by a group?

If not, did the dagger fly up on its own and hang on the wall?

In any case, the demons used to sing.

“What is it really?

Emilia came out of the door and slammed the door shut just like before.

thud! Ting…

Then a similar sound was heard.

I immediately ran back and opened the closet door, but this time the dagger was gone.

“What the hell is that!”

Emilia, who was immediately confused, tied her hair and lay down on the bed.

There was no way to explain what happened a while ago.

I was starting to think that maybe there was something else in this mansion.

It’s such a spacious mansion, when I thought that it wouldn’t be strange if there were one or two ghosts-

“Ugh!”

Emilia shuddered and shook her head.

there was no way

no it shouldn’t have been

Emilia concluded for herself that she had heard the wrong thing, and calmed her pounding heart.

If you stab a person in the heart, lungs, or liver with a knife, they die quickly, but they are not ghosts.

The fact that Emilia, called a relentless assassin, is afraid of ghosts, was a secret even to the agents of the Intelligence Service.

“by the way······.”

Emilia, a little relaxed, looked back at her question and answer with Schlus.

The answer to that unsatisfying question.

“I don’t think I’ve noticed yet.”

I asked once just in case.

I wonder if you’ve noticed the meaning of the ring.

But Schlusz didn’t seem to know at all.

It was obvious that he was thinking that he had been ripped off by a ring that had no value because he was just unlucky.

Actually, that wasn’t it.

It was a ring that was no different than the confession of the Hwang Tae-son.

“hahahaha. It’s like this bear.”

There were too many reasons to justify that.

First of all, it was too sudden for the emperor to ask about his marriage to the Crown Prince.

Maybe he understood it as a joke, but Schlusus threw it away, but the emperor’s eyes were sincere.

And that safe. It was blatantly stimulating Schlus, who had begun to be recognized as a price for breaking the spell.

As if possessed by the safe, Schlusus broke the seal and eventually obtained the ring in question.

Finally, I heard a rumor through the intelligence service that the Crown Prince was wearing the same ring as Schlusz’s.

At this point, it was certain.

The Crown Prince presented the ring to Schlus as a circumstantial confession, and Schlusz took it even though he had an opportunity to change it.

Perhaps Hwang Tae-son took this as a sign of acceptance, and it was obvious that he was wearing a ring as it was a excited coupling.

He himself doesn’t know anything…

“I don’t know if it’s going to be a big deal later.”

Schlusz already has someone he likes.

I am passionately in love with Iris, the saint of Fleischette.

It was obvious just seeing such a lewd prank in front of me earlier.

Seeing that Iris also came to help Schlusus over and over again, it seemed that he had a secret heart for Schlusus.

If Hwang Tae-son found out about this, he would be greatly indignant because he thought he was deceived.

When that time comes, Schlust will have to make a decision.

Will I choose Iris, whom I truly love?

Whether to choose the Crown Prince who will be profitable.

However, the ignorant guy avoided answering, so the decision on this became unknown.

“If the······.”

Only two options.

What if there was one more added?

I suddenly had a thought.

“If I intervene….”

Schlust is clearly a sympathizer of the intelligence service.

If I steal his heart and then reveal that he was actually an agent of the intelligence agency, wouldn’t it be worth eliciting Schlust’s active cooperation?

“·········· should be talking like a horse.”

Realizing that the sound was nonsense, Emilia covered her eyes with her arms.

It doesn’t make sense to win the battle for Schlus against the Saint and the Crown Prince.

What reveals that you’re a spy agent?

Cooling my head a little and thinking about it, it was nonsense.

Why the heck did he even think of such a possibility?

For some reason, Emilia felt a pain in her chest and jumped up.

I had to check the mail I received this morning.

The Secret Service’s cipher text from Walther Bank.

“It’s been a while. What is the content?”

It was infrequent for the intelligence service to transmit information in this way because of concerns about decryption.

Emilia was puzzled, but applied the decryption key to assemble the decryption text.

“Shulus. Stealing agent’s personal information. Danger. Escape…?”

At first, it was Emilia who tilted her head not knowing what to say, but-

“Ha······ Crazy········.”

As soon as he understood the meaning, his face turned white.

***

It’s already sunset night.

I got off the carriage and trimmed my clothes.

Is that Heinrich’s old castle?

It was a castle with the concept that the owner is dead now, but it is often used for banquets.

“Ttt….”

I hadn’t even entered yet, but I heard the sound of fireworks exploding.

Hearing loud noises reminded me of a club in the real world.

I’m just disgusted with that den.

I will never come to a social gathering after today.

“Show me the invitation.”

“This is Schlus Heinkel.”

“Yes?”

The guard at the entrance raised his head with a stupid sound.

Then he looked at my face and his eyes widened.

“I’m sorry. No matter how the senior year at Imperial University, if you don’t have an invitation…”

“You must have been invited by the Flechet family.”

“Yes? Wait a minute….”

The guard started flipping through the list as if in embarrassment.

I looked at the last page…

“Ah! Here you are! I’m sorry! You’re welcome!”

“············”.

He bowed down and apologized over and over again.

I was a little nervous because I was afraid I would have to beat him again this time.

It was fortunate that it was a guy with a basic built-in thing called cheap.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry…”

After leaving the guy who apologized over and over again, I finally entered the castle.

“Hey sh*t-“

And then I just had to catch up.

A woman in a gorgeous dress.

It was because Liechtenburg, a beautiful woman whose age was difficult to determine from the outside, was standing there.

“under.”

“············”.

The woman made eye contact and turned away, ignoring me.

That bitch is real. What should I do?

Even if you ask for it, you don’t gossip about it.

I was going to just let it go, but after seeing his face in person, I changed my mind.

There must be some form of warning.

to never touch me again.

The moment I was thinking-

“let’s go.”

“······yes.”

I froze when I saw the wheelchair that appeared from behind her.

Looking back, it was Yulia, who left the guy and parked behind.

I didn’t want to see you again.

My teeth were bruised all of a sudden.

A person who appeared to be a maid dragged Julia’s wheelchair and followed Mrs.

That was then.

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Julia held out her hand behind her back.

‘······uh?’

A gesture that means three fingers spread out.

He waved his hand gently while making that gesture.

It meant that we would come out and see each other in 3 hours.

The problem is that…

‘Shake. What?’

That it was a password that only Ah-reum Han and I knew.

The problem was that Julia, who was only a character in the novel, was a sign that she had no way of knowing.