068. A guest from the south (2)
The midterm evaluation, which has had a series of surprises, is already running towards the end.
Finals. The two students who will decorate the end of the evaluation are already certain.
“Who are you going to bet on?”
“Wouldn’t it be right to bet on a transfer student from the Mage Tower?”
“That’s definitely a safe option. But I have a different opinion.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I am going to bet him, Veris.”
“This guy is out of his mind because it’s going to rain on the day of the finals.”
A man frowned at his colleague’s opinion.
Everyone now knew that Veris’s power far exceeded that of Class B.
But there was a problem, since none of the opponents in the match went more than two sums, there was not a single bit of data on Veris.
Since Berry’s advanced to the finals by beating all the prospects in Class A, she was not looked at suspiciously by anyone, but she hadn’t won people’s trust yet.
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“You guys, do you know that? They said that the two finalists were actually engaged in marriage.”
“What? This! Were they noble bloodlines and phenomenal talents!”
“The face of a person named Veris is also unusual. It should be said that she is strangely reliable, and also arouses a protective instinct.”
“It’s disgusting for you to say that, so let’s do it. What is a furry guy?”
…… The above conversation was shared by most of the spectators who filled the competition arena held for the final.
Who Veris is and how great her transfer student Beatrice is.
But one thing was certain.
Verys, Beatrice. Whichever of the two wins, the long history of the academy will change significantly.
This was possible because there has never been a case where a transfer student or B class student won the midterm evaluation during its long history.
[ After! After! ]
“Is it a start?”
“Your stomach hurts to death. Are you starting now?”
“Before that, look at the sky. It looks like it will rain soon because the dark clouds are hanging over it.”
“Damn it, it’s market day!”
When the sound of blowing into the magic loudspeaker, that is, the microphone test, was heard, the eyes of those who filled the arena began to shine.
The sky looked like it would rain any minute, but no one avoided their seats. The reason was obvious. This is because those who will soon engage in sparring were not ordinary academy students.
One is a genius from the Mage Tower, the symbol of a great wizard.
One is from a swordsman who is said to be well-known within the empire.
The battle between a man and a woman who were engaged in childbirth was also the cause of the obviously excited atmosphere compared to the finals held in the past.
[ We would like to express our gratitude to all the distinguished guests who visited Vera Academy’s mid-term evaluation and the great tournament finals that will conclude the end. I am Valten, the student president. Today, I am in charge of the evaluation process. ]
“Shut up and start sparring!”
Expectations were so high that the extremely sensitive audience responded with sharp reactions, but the student council president didn’t care and continued talking.
[ The transfer student I’m going to introduce right away is a great celebrity. He is a magical genius whose name is widely known throughout the continent as well as the empire, and is a rare genius wizard guaranteed by the Mage Tower lord to become a great wizard in the near future. ]
Chijik!
Because of the uneven communication environment unique to the magic loudspeaker, noise broke out.
I saw several audience members covering their ears and frowning at him, but Balten did not lose his composure.
[ A Wizard Chosen by the Great Mana! I have a reputation for handling fire magic! Let me introduce you to Beatrice von Haruen! ]
With Valten’s shout, the door to the waiting room on one side of the arena opened wide.
Beatrice, who appeared, moved slowly but gracefully. The spark of mana blooming with each step she took expressed how sincerely she was engaged in this match.
“Wow!”
“Sister! Sister Beatrice!”
“Take me, please!”
In the first place, Beatrice has an extraordinary beauty. It is fortunate that she is not at all similar to her younger brother, Gunther Haruen, who looks like a hideous murder weapon.
Anyway, that’s why there were so many followers of Beatrice that it was beyond imagination.
A rare magical genius born on the continent. A future archmage guaranteed by the master of the mage tower.
That was the formula that followed Beatrice who decided to transfer to the academy.
Sure.
“Aagh! You waved at me!”
“Damn it! It’s me!”
“Almighty god of light, protect me with eternal light. Guide me with your holy wisdom…….”
Beatrice raised her hand with a bashful smile. Then, as she slowly waved her hand toward her audience, a rare scene unfolded as all of her men collapsed into their seats while letting out screams.
[ Hmmm! Then, it’s time to introduce her counterpart. ]
Balten grabbed hold of her microphone again as she tried to avoid the audience seat where all of her young and old were passed over by her Beatrice.
[ Let me introduce you to the person who made many students question. Excellent look! Good manners! Talent out! The man who is making the academy hot lately is right here. ]
“Some men….”
“Senior Berris! I love you!”
“Hey b*tch. Veris is your junior!”
“But what can I do with something good?”
It’s a completely different reaction from when I introduced Beatrice. But this time, the women, not the men, were screaming.
[ From the beginning of the evaluation to the finals, there is no one who has received his proper sword. Will his opponent, Beatrice von Haruen, be able to stop him with great power? Well, let me introduce you! Veris von Wittelsbach! ]
Trumbling.
When the door to the waiting room opened and Berris slowly appeared, unlike before, only silence flowed in the audience, as if cold water had been poured on them.
─ Ugh.
The reason was simple.
It was because Veris spread her special skill, mana, and enveloped the entire huge amphitheater, making it her own space and ruling it.
“What, what.”
Someone made a bewildered noise.
A place where hundreds of people gather.
Unfortunately, however, a strange phenomenon was occurring in which not even the slightest noise leaked out.
“You are so sincere.”
A bitter smile appeared on Beatrice’s face after she had a close conversation with Veris last night.
Beris stood in front of her and nodded slowly. She had already told her that she would show her her own strength, so she didn’t have to reconsider her decision now.
“I am strong. Beyond imagination.”
Verys’ voice filled with mana resonated throughout the amphitheater.
The audience, still unable to fix her expression at Verice’s unexpected action, looked at the arena stage with a shocked expression.
“And, from now on, I will not hide that power.”
It was Veris’ voice, like a declaration, without a clear target. However, the audience, who watched the scene as if bewitched without knowing why, silently remembered everything from his one gesture to the momentary voice.
── Fall! Dismissed!
Verys slowly drew her sword, raised it straight and pointed it at the sky.
It was an act that was difficult for the public to understand.
Questions that naturally arise from him. But the crowds that filled the arena knew what it was about to do after some time had passed.
──── Pieiing! Chaaagh!
It was light.
It shot from Veris’ sword like a ray of light and soared toward the sky, creating an amazing sight.
─ Kugu Palace….
It was the right scene to say that the sky was ‘cut’.
The reason was simple.
The roar that followed after the brilliant pure white light cut through the sky. And the miracle that splits the dark clouds that looked like it would rain at any moment.
“hahahaha.”
Someone’s dejected laughter resounded in the hall where silence had lingered.
It was such an absurd and wonderful scene.
The sky was filled with dark clouds that looked like it was going to rain…. Suddenly, the bright sun was beating down on the earth.
“I will abstain.”
Beatrice bowed her head and said in front of Verice’s confidence that she had shown her strength.
It was too quiet for a space filled with hundreds of people, and her voice was clearly audible to everyone sitting in the hall.
* * *
The southern border of the Empire, where the Empire and the Holy Kingdom meet, is a peaceful place.
Monsters, as well as bandits, were extremely rare.
“Oh, is this a thing?”
They were the ones who caused a lot of riots on the borders of the empire. As they planned to head south to the Holy Land to avoid the lord’s pursuit, they met a girl in pure white priestly clothes with her eyes closed.
Even though the girl was wearing a loose priest’s uniform, she had a strange charm to the extent that her body was visible on the outside.
“Kkeuk! Leader. It doesn’t seem to be listening again.”
“Shut up dude. After I’ve tasted it, it’s your turn, right?”
“I’m sure you’ll be fine.”
For a girl who is thought to be a member of the Holy Land, it is a shameful obscene talk.
But her men didn’t care about her fact and slowly approached her.
“hehehe! Dear Sister, where are you going?”
“Let’s play with us!”
Her men were blowing hot snorts before they knew it.
But.
“What is your business, lost lamb?”
The men tilted their heads at the girl with her eyes closed.
“Blind?”
It’s a strange thing. Isn’t it strange that in such a remote borderland, a slender priestess is walking down the street without even being able to see her.
The fact was embarrassing, but the men continued their actions. It was thanks to the structure of the brain that it was too simple to think of such a great thing.
“Kekeke!”
Whoosh!
“Huh?”
Quadang!
The man who was about to take her girl in his arms threw her arms in the air, throwing her off balance and knocking her to the floor.
“You are the goblin of the fallen.”
The girl still has her eyes closed. At this bizarre phenomenon, the men lost their words and looked at the girl.
“Great Master of Light, forgive me for accumulating karma.”
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Flash!
A girl with two eyes open. What her knuckles faced him was a wave of gold.
“Mu, what golden eyes… ….”
“Take away the miracle of breathing you gave to the Lamb.”
“What? Come on!”
The captain of the fistfight stopped sounding stupid and grabbed him by the neck.
It was because his lungs, which had never caused trouble since he was born, stopped working.
“Take away the miracle of sight that you gave to the Lamb.”
“Poetry, f*ck! What! I can’t see ahead! What is this!”
“Hey! Not funny. Don’t play around!”
“…… Lastly, please take away the blessing of life bestowed on all the lambs here. In the name of that Unapint Lunaciel, I earnestly pray.”