It Is Fate To Be Loved by the Villains chapter 145

145. practical exam (2)

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Dean Conrad of the Elfante Knight Faculty is a former knight of the Imperial Guard and is a prominent figure in charge of an entire faculty in the three major academies on the continent.

It is said that there are not that many people on the continent that he would kneel down and be polite to.

“Nothing has changed in Elfante, Lord Conrad? It seems to be the same as when I was a student.”

She is a young woman who appears to be less than half of Conrad’s age. If I add a little bit of exaggeration, I’m a person who wants to be almost the same as his daughter.

However, Conrad was bowing his head to a woman who said such a thing.

It is only natural that a person of that level would be called upon for a simple task of simply ‘executing’ this.

As if you weren’t even allowed to dare to raise your head.

“…If you had told me in advance and visited, I would have prepared for you to enjoy the memories a little more. It’s a pity, Your Excellency.”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been rebuked to say that I’m coming so I can prepare in advance, Sir Conrad.”

“It’s not like that-“

“It’s a joke, a joke. It’s okay if you’re not too nervous.”

A woman in an old-fashioned dress smiled brightly in front of her at that answer that came out in a hard voice.

Skin as white as porcelain, enough to make you feel cool. Golden eyes with a mysterious atmosphere that are called ‘the best jewel of the empire’. And an elegant figure permeating the whole body.

Even every step he takes now is overflowing with stains polished and polished with all sorts of etiquette and courtesy.

“Today, I just visited for a field trip. If you look too closely, it makes me uncomfortable, right?”

Those words came out in a gentle voice, but Conrad snorted inwardly.

Puck or so.

For that reason alone, the man in front of him now is an unbelievable giant.

“If you’re facing the Iron Lady, wouldn’t everyone naturally be nervous?”

“It’s a nickname I miss.”

Honorifics mixed with reverence are of that kind.

On the other hand, those who tremble in the hands of these humans call them by slightly different names.

‘Iron-Blood Chancellor.’

or not.

There are even those who call themselves ‘witches’.

Recalling that nickname, Conrad let out a heated sigh.

Sullivan Axion Petronus.

One or all people. The chancellor who oversees the affairs of the empire.

steel woman. Rising undefeated politician.

“Still, I didn’t visit without any business at all.”

Saying that, Sullivan looked at the open space on the side of the hallway.

Today is the last day of the comprehensive competency evaluation at the end of each semester at Elfante. It is also the day when the ‘practical test’ with the highest score is given.

“Because it came for inspection. His Majesty has been running around saying there’s a person he really wants to meet lately.”

It was a sentence that would have nothing to say even if others heard it and hanged themselves for blasphemy.

Not to mention Sullivan, who casually said such a thing, and even Conrad, although frowning, couldn’t openly point out that part.

Chancellor Sullivan was a man who could have said such a thing.

He started as the head of a baron family whose name no one even knew, and rose to become the second-in-command in the empire in less than 10 years.

Even compared to the students currently attending this academy, he was a human who had risen to the top of the empire at an age not too far behind.

Some even commented that he was closer to the throne than the emperor.

The emperor is merely sitting in such a position, but most of the ‘authority’ exuded from the throne comes from the hands of this human right now.

It can be seen that the fact that the ‘Heretic Inquisition’, which can exert its authority throughout the continent as well as the empire, is already operating like this human limb.

In a way, he is a human who can be seen as the true ruler of the empire.

It was to the point where people were openly evaluated as being people who could bring down the princess who was sitting on the throne a long time ago if she could create justifications.

The reason for not doing so remains a question among many politicians.

“The eldest son of Baron Campbell-”

After saying that, Sullivan was silent for a moment.

“excuse. Are you Viscount Campbell? I heard that Viscount Goldick’s estate was confiscated some time ago.”

“…It seems His Excellency also makes mistakes sometimes.”

“That’s what I mean. Since a long time ago, being called a baron has completely stuck to my lips.”

“…?”

It’s a strange story.

If you think about what level of position this person has risen to, such a family would have a presence and importance almost at the level of an ant.

What is the reason why it comes up and down the topic so often that it sticks to the mouth?

At least, since that man entered the academy, I would understand if he said so. Undoubtedly, that guy has always been a hot potato ever since he entered this school.

But, you’ve been remembering that side ‘for a long time’?

For what reason?

“anyway.”

While Conrad’s eyes showed a hint of doubt, the Chancellor covered his mouth and laughed.

“For the eldest son of Viscount Campbell-”

Those words continued smoothly.

“-I have a little special expectation.”

If you look into its meaning.

Although the sentence that the top of the empire is focused on one student was not at all flat.

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“…It’s strangely cluttered, isn’t it?”

On the day of the practical test.

To the extent that such words flowed out spontaneously, bloody security forces were camped out to the extent that it was said that it was strict in the place where they moved to the test site.

Of course, Elfante is a place where all high-ranking officials and children of great nobles are enrolled due to its nature, so the guard was always strict. Even considering that, the atmosphere right now is not normal.

It wasn’t like this even when the saintess visited.

this, almost.

“…Are you even a member of the imperial family?”

At such a question, Faynall, who was walking alongside me, smiled slightly and said.

“Today is the day the Prime Minister is visiting Elfante.”

“…Are you Mr. Chancellor?”

Hearing that, he frowned.

Reign of the Empire. Sullivan Axion Petronus.

A human who appears as the main villain of Chapter 6, ‘The God Eater’.

Even after Gideon’s death, he is a human who has a great influence on the event where Elnor is eaten by the gray demon and becomes the final boss.

Even though I had heard that the emperor would visit the academy in person, I hadn’t even heard of him coming here.

“Well, I didn’t know the truth because the Heretic Interrogation Center told me about it. I’m sure few of the academy’s greetings have been informed of that in advance.”

“…yes?”

If it was a sudden visit like that, it’s understandable that I didn’t hear about it.

Considering the position that a human being as chancellor occupies in the empire, such a visit is a large-scale event that must be done at least every few months.

“Originally, His Majesty the Emperor was supposed to visit this place in person, but I heard that you insisted on personally verifying the qualifications of those who serve His Majesty.”

“…”

“It’s your job, Doud Campbell.”

As I listened to Faynole, I got a throbbing headache.

‘…It looks like something is twisted again.’

Obviously, I remember that Atalanta made it clear in the past that they were not interested in me.

Now, to think that he himself visits this academy while unexpectedly rejecting the emperor’s visit.

Even, if the business is completely focused on ‘me’.

It’s natural to feel that something is wrong.

‘It’s strange, really.’

To be honest.

I wonder if the emperor is interested in me at this moment.

I just wish it could be.

To be honest, it’s a bit strange for someone with that level of power to be interested in me.

Although it is classified, I immediately went to the tribal union and became involved in the issue related to the warchief’s succession. At that level, it was possible for the emperor to directly come and congratulate or negotiate with ‘contact’.

However, even the chancellor jumped out before that.

“…”

There is something.

Something rolling out of a part of me I don’t know.

‘…It’s a headache.’

It’s okay that there are countless events that deviate from the main scenario, because I’ve developed a tolerance for it.

It’s just a simple wish that it doesn’t become more complicated than this-

＜ System Message ＞

[ An event related to the target ‘Elnor’ is created! ]

– There’s no way this will happen.

＜ Notification of gift-related person ＞

♥ Elnor Elinalize La Tristan

[ 4th level of friendship ]

[2H until related event occurs]

hey, little

Give me at least one day. Now, it just keeps dropping things on an hourly basis.

“…”

Considering the time, it was probably Elnor doing something in the middle of the practical exam.

I don’t know what it is, but it sounds like we should prepare for that together.

“You look bad.”

“…No, what. I have something to do with it.”

“If you have any concerns, you can tell me, and most of them can be resolved.”

“yes?”

“Looking at this, he has the authority of a deputy heretic inquisitor. Most problems can just be crushed, right?”

Oh, I see.

I’ve gotten something like that before.

I recall the window that came to my mind when I first met this guy.

＜ System Log ＞

[Target ‘Fanol’ has been contacted. ]

[Interaction with ‘Heretic Inquisition’ is unlocked! ]

[You can be asked to cooperate with all rights under the discretion of the ‘Heretic Inquisitor’! ]

Certainly, being able to receive a request for cooperation with the right of the Inquisition is a very great right. This guy deserves to tell me with confidence.

‘…But, that’s strange.’

When I received this, I was so busy that I couldn’t judge straightly because I wasn’t in a hurry.

If my memory is correct, according to the setting, the Heretic Interrogation Center is a group that is no different from the arms and legs of the Chancellor of the Empire.

Saying that is the same as saying that the chancellor is making a friendly gesture towards me…

‘why?’

I do not know the reason.

That guy isn’t a guy who has a good relationship with the Duke of Tristan, even with empty words.

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Just looking at it, there’s no way he would have a friendly impression of me, who often interacts with them.

“…By the way, it seems that even your Excellency can’t be a nobleman.”

As I was thinking about that, Faynole muttered something like that.

“He’s over there in the hallway.”

With that, I look to where Faynall is pointing, and I see two people walking down the hallway of a building far away. It’s a distance where you can barely discern who it is.

One is Dean Conrad, the other…

“…You want that to be rewritten?”

“Yes? Is there anything strange about it?”

there is. of course.

Very terribly strange.

That kind of feeling comes up.

No, the appearance is quite similar to the appearance of the Chancellor I remember. It’s to the point where you can recognize that you’re human like the characters in the game.

but.

‘…young?’

According to the setting, the chancellor is a middle-aged woman who would have passed her 40s at this point.

But, what it looks like now.

young.

too young to be young

It’s almost younger than young.

As if compared to the other humans in the scenario, alone and never aged.

I’m looking at you thinking that way.

Suddenly.

The chancellor’s head snapped in this direction.

As if, even from this distance, he noticed that I was ‘looking at’.

“…!”

Feeling my heart sink, I involuntarily take a step back.

It could be said that it happened by chance, but it is too precise for such a thing. That gaze was also clearly looking at ‘my side’.

‘…what the hell.’

The Chancellor is a human who was only highlighted as a civil servant and schemer in the game.

There would be no such ability anywhere to show a performance that a human with such superhuman senses would do.

while thinking so.

The chancellor’s mouth opened slightly.

It seemed as if he did not make a sound and conveyed his intentions only through the form of his mouth.

Like ‘whispering’ to me.

As if it’s information that you want to share with just the two of you.

“…long time no see, Doud Campbell.”

And those lips.

Clearly he was saying that.

“…”

Golden eyes with a strange light enough to be sucked in, and with those words, stuck in me for a long time.

like.

Really, it was a look that contained emotions as if seeing someone watching ‘for the first time in a while’.

Before.

Like seeing someone you’ve met over and over again.

Even, to the point where I could feel the feeling of ‘I missed you’.

Somehow, nostalgic.

“…dismissal?”

“It’s nothing, Sir Conrad. Shall we go?”

When Dean Conrad, who was accompanying the Prime Minister, said that in a questionable voice, the Chancellor finally took his eyes off me.

Then, watching the chancellor walk away with gunfire.

Riding his spine, an ominous aura rose all the way.

“…”

Something is strange.

Something is terribly wrong.

Having crossed the crossroads of life and death for a long time, the trained intuition tells.

Like, in this test right now.

Because of ‘that guy’, something is about to explode.

that kind of feeling.

“…Phenol.”

“yes?”

“Certainly, this test. Is the Prime Minister personally observing?”

“Isn’t that likely, isn’t it?”

this test.

Obviously, it doesn’t look like it will roll off easily.

something happens

clearly.

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