Episode 8. Entrance Ceremony (1)
“Iskandal. Why is it taking so long…”
The Hurt Locker, who entered the barrier, blurted out his words.
A pale woman lying on a puddle of blood.
and a headless body.
There was such a tragedy that it was impossible to carry on with words.
“What the hell….”
Hurtlocker walked over with his brows narrowed and inspected Iskandal’s body.
The section where the head was cut was very messy.
At least it didn’t look like it had been cut with a knife.
Besides, the severed head was nowhere to be seen.
“ah.”
The Hurt Locker looked around and sighed.
Dirty red shards scattered all over the place.
It was only a short time later that he realized that they were fragments of a skull and brain.
So Iskandal’s head wasn’t cut off.
it exploded It collided strongly with something, and the impact only shattered it.
But there was no sense of magic around him.
Except for the very weak magical power that the barrier emitted, there was not even a trace of the magic being activated.
So it’s not magic… is it possible for a human body to produce this kind of power?
“Well······.”
The blood was quite cold. It was clear that at least five minutes had passed since the perpetrator had been away.
If I chase after it now, I don’t think I’ll be able to catch it. Even if I catch him, I don’t think I’ll be able to deal with him as I am now.
The Hurt Locker quickly gave up tracking.
“I’m scolded.”
An out-of-standard enemy appeared.
An enemy with a minimum level of magical power. In fact, Mine may not be right. The probability of that happening is extremely low.
It wouldn’t be a coincidence to see what he did inside the awareness barrier.
There was a high probability that he was the one who noticed the activities of the Kingdom Intelligence Agency.
Somehow, things seem to be going well these days.
Starting with the failure of admission to the Imperial University, the Secret Service was facing continuous crises.
Slowly, the Empire side seemed to be paying attention and keeping it in check.
Now it seemed that Emilia had to return to the kingdom.
Even if you don’t want to, force it.
“By the way, at what time are you going to get rid of all this…”
Standing in the middle of the scene full of blood and flesh, Hurt Locker sighed.
***
An unexpected thing happened.
Iskandal’s death.
In the original, Iskandal survives to the final series. I had no intention of dying.
He was killed at the beginning of the drama, when the Imperial University had not yet started…
That doesn’t mean it’s a serious problem.
Throughout the original story, Iskandal’s role wasn’t that great, and he was just in charge of all sorts of chores for the intelligence service.
This means that without Iskandal, there is no need to worry that an important event will be twisted.
In the beginning, it was a character created solely for my convenience, in order to reduce the amount of blood on the hands of the main character.
But that doesn’t mean it won’t have any impact in the future.
All the filthy things that Iskandal took care of will be passed on to the protagonist.
In the beginning, one of the reasons the main character was able to regain his emotions and regenerate was because the number of murders decreased…
Now, it can be said that there is absolutely no room for Hurt Locker to regenerate.
You’re a real villain bastard. f*cking bastard.
“How about this?”
I held the pocket watch in my hand and looked at it. A pocket watch whose hands do not move because it is broken.
[Pocket watch]
[Status: broken. Repair is required.]
[Description: It is an ordinary pocket watch, nothing special.]
Immediately, the ability and inquiry were activated, and the subtitles appeared. There was no particularly helpful information.
Marie asked for it.
Please pass it on to your son.
The problem is that I have no idea who the son is.
I’m just guessing that her last name is Ale.
But in the world, there are only one or two men with the surname Ale.
Even so, if I try to find out by asking a question, the Kingdom Intelligence Service and the main character’s bastard will think of me suspiciously.
It means that you have no choice but to find it on your own, quietly.
“It’s going to be difficult right now. I’ll look for it later on vacation.”
I have no intention of rejecting the lifesaver’s last request.
I’ll have to find it somehow.
By the way, I feel like I’ve seen this pocket watch somewhere.
Maybe it’s the mood
I put the pocket watch in a small box and put it in the safe.
“hahahaha….. f*ck you.”
By the way, an hour later is the entrance ceremony.
I took off the bandage on my right arm and shoved myself into the uniform with difficulty.
I’m going to die of a throbbing arm.
Now I have to go.
To the lair of crazy people.
*
“It seems that everyone has gathered. Then, the entrance ceremony for Freya Imperial University will begin.”
I have read such novels.
A novel in which the author possesses a novel.
Although he was a rookie, his writing skills were quite good, so I read it as if he was possessed.
However, starting from episode 15, the writing and story collapsed like a lie, and finally, around episode 20, the ending came out.
If I close my eyes and open them now, it would be my room.
“·······Ahh sh*t reality.”
“Shh! Shut up man!”
It was a futile wind.
This novel needs to be over 300 episodes to get an ending.
That means I have to spend at least the next five years as Schlus Heinkel in this damn world.
“······· Now then, there will be a congratulatory speech from the senior students.”
“ah.”
At the sound of the head professor’s voice echoing through the microphone, I froze.
Barn? Come to think of it, it seems that the original story was described as having a very brief congratulatory speech.
However, I haven’t heard anything about the congratulatory speech.
“Schlus Heinkel. On the podium.”
“Yes.”
Would you like to have the script in front of the microphone when you go up?
I slowly climbed the stairs, receiving the gaze of hundreds of people.
Even when I was in school, I didn’t give a presentation a few times, but I hope it will work out well.
“her.”
Ludwig stepped away from the microphone, and a sigh escaped my mouth as I stood there.
It was a script and I slept and had nothing.
I glanced at Ludwig, but he didn’t seem to have anything to say to me.
“Pooh.”
“Kuuk….”
I looked back at the sound of frivolous laughter.
Some of the professors who were seated behind the podium kept their heads down and held back their laughter.
Now I know what’s going on.
It was those guys who should have informed me about the congratulatory speech.
You didn’t say anything to me on purpose to feed you.
damn things.
Suddenly, I had to give a congratulatory speech without a script.
“············”.
I put the mic close by and looked down.
All of the hundred or so freshmen were staring at me.
Dissatisfaction was basic, and contempt and contempt were also melted in those faces.
It’s a bit fuzzy. Who wanted to possess a commoner’s body?
I grabbed the mic, brought it closer, and opened my mouth.
“Hello. This is Schlus Heinkel, the senior student. I am honored to be able to stand on this blessed day.”
Is it because you are a writer?
The clichéd opening of the congratulatory speech immediately came to mind and popped right out.
What is a little worrying is that it is coming out without going through filtering.
It’s not like you’re saying it’s weird.
“People are the chief….”
“I would have cheated.”
“Oh, I’m really annoyed. Why is there such a naive person on our rider-“
Shortly after starting the congratulatory speech, some people in the front row started talking.
Did you think that you wouldn’t be able to hear me buried in my voice?
I can hear it all, you bastards.
The moment I spit out swear words like that-
“Imperial University, as everyone knows, is the best university not only in the Empire but also in the entire continent. Such a university-“
“Cheater bastard.
“Whoa….. I believe that no one will ever doubt that such a university will admit corrupt commoners to the top. I don’t know.”
“············”.
I groaned and committed it.
I was so pissed off at the backstory that I kept hearing that I was chasing the drift.
When I woke up, I was staring straight at the nobles in the front row, who were talking hard, and they were looking up at me with their mouths shut.
He paused for a moment, and a cold silence lingered in the hall.
f*cked. But I thought it wouldn’t be a bad thing to just go all the way to the end.
“Don’t try to find the cause of your failure to win the chief in other places. It’s because of your lack of skill. Still, don’t you understand that a commoner is the chief? If that’s the case, you can take it.”
“············”.
Suddenly, the congratulatory speech was declared war and became absurd.
As the congratulatory speech (?) continued, the guys in the front row, who were making a lot of noise, slowly spread their eyes and could not make eye contact with me.
“I promise here. If someone takes my senior seat from me even once during the first semester, I will voluntarily expel him. So, if you believe that you are superior to commoners, please prove yourself with your skills. not.”
“Head Professor! Get him out!”
“Then I wish all of the students entering Imperial University the best of luck in their future.
“············”.
Finally, when even the faculty behind me was getting noisy, I quickly finished my congratulatory speech (?) and came down from the podium.
On the way back to my seat, I glanced around and saw the professor who had been giggling earlier was staring at me with a distorted expression on his face.
I tried to ignore it, then looked up at Ludwig again in front of the microphone.
I thought you were going to say something to me now, but-
“·······The next step will be admission by the president.”
Surprisingly, it passed without a word.
It’s really cool, but this is it. Ludwig knew he was trying to embarrass me in any way.
I’m glad it went well though.
Now that I am relieved and the tension is easing… For some reason, I felt stinging gazes from all directions.
***
“What arrogant remarks! You put it up for a congratulatory speech, aren’t you mocking the nobility? Chief Professor! Shrew-Look or something! I’ll punish you right away!”
After the entrance ceremony.
At the venue after all the students had left, Relic was speaking out in front of the other professors.
His face was as red as when Schlus was giving his congratulatory speech.
“Professor Relic.”
“You’re going to punish me, right?”
“Professor Relic.”
“······Yes.”
Ludwig’s subdued voice.
Relyk, who had calmed down a bit, answered this.
The fact that Ludwig was repeating the same thing was evidence of his displeasure.
“I clearly said to convey the message to the senior entrants to prepare a congratulatory speech.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Did you deliver it?”
“Yeah, I did.”
“Is that true.”
“············”.
Facing Ludwig’s cold eyes, Relic rolled her eyes.
Even though he was a nobleman, Ludwig certainly had the power to make people wither.
Relic, who was trying to hold back despite Ludwig’s continued questioning, met the eyes of Alexia, who was sitting alone in the back.
She had her legs crossed, and she was staring at this side with a faint smile on her face, as if intrigued.
A cold sweat began to trickle down Relic’s back neck.
Because lying in front of that woman cannot be established.
“Delivered. I didn’t…. I’m sorry. It was my mistake.”
Eventually, Relic told the truth, and Ludwig took a deep breath.
Somehow, Schlus, who had climbed up on the podium, looked around and was bewildered.
Of course, there was no disturbance in the expression of the dead-eyed man.
What kind of situation would a person with the mental power to endure even the barrier of fear be shaken?
“Then, is that all congratulations on the spot?”
“I wonder if that’s the case. I’m afraid I’m not of a lowly status, so if I don’t prepare in advance, I think I can only say things that aren’t dignified.”
“…
Ludwig, not wanting to hear any more, gave a small click and turned around.
‘Honestly, I was a little impressed.’
It started with a dull opening, so I thought it would end smoothly. I never dreamed that such a bomb would explode.
One of those bombs was the declaration that he would drop out if he lost his senior position within the first semester. It was probably more shocking to freshmen than the fact that a commoner entered as a senior. Because there has never been a single person who has ever left on his own feet from the Imperial University he had been enrolled in.
But to Ludwig, it didn’t sound provocative at all.
In the beginning, the maintenance of the senior manager during the first semester was a condition of paying the dormitory and dignity maintenance fee in advance.
It was merely raising the stakes that had already been placed once again. For Schlus, there was no additional quality risk.
And then there’s the verse in the middle. “Don’t linger behind your ugly face.”
This was sarcastic to the new students who were talking behind the scenes, as well as Professor Relic, who deliberately did not announce the congratulatory speech.
In fact, Relic was also behind Schlusz at that time. It was a harsh criticism in many ways.
‘Justice’ is one of the virtues that the nobles emphasize the most, so it cannot be scolded for nonsense.
In terms of the content, it was self-evident just looking at the Relic, who couldn’t say anything, was cocky, lacked dignity, and only criticized the primary color.
‘I’m not usually crazy.’
It’s been so noisy since the entrance ceremony.
How big of a mess will there be when the replacement semester starts?
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Just imagining it made me feel dizzy.
Ludwig grabbed his stinging temple and made eye contact with Alexia.
Alexia smiled broadly and waved at him.
‘but. Who brought him?’
It was Alexia who gave me a perfect score. There’s no way I’m not crazy
It was only then that Ludwig understood to a certain extent.