The next day, I just entered the classroom as usual, but for some reason, my eyes are stuck. At the same time, whispering voices are heard.
“Ahhhhh… … .”
I don’t know why, but I stopped thinking about it because I felt like I was going to die of exhaustion.
I was already in a bad physical condition due to the ＜Leda Cable＞ incident, but I felt like my fatigue exploded from working too hard because of Cassena.
I immediately sat down in my reserved seat, spread the soft textbook like a pillow, and hit my head, when I heard haughty footsteps.
“Did you study all night? Hey, aren’t you already working too hard because you’re afraid you’ll catch up with me in the final exams?”
Christa Warden said as she sat down with gestures full of aristocratic arrogance.
“It’s natural to be so impatient. Because this Christa Warden is right next to you.”
“… … .”
“But it’s been two months, aren’t you already too eager? Well, do your best. The outcome will be decided in the end.”
Krista, who had been talking so loudly, suddenly glanced at the atmosphere in the classroom and whispered in Lane’s ear.
“… … Hey, is Peach doing well?”
“… … .”
“No, it’s absolutely not because I miss Peach, it’s because I have to compensate for any problems while I’m with you.”
Gertrude Panton, who had to watch that stupid act as an attendant today, felt a shattering headache and touched her forehead.
“Please do one thing, whether you want to be strong or be friendly, young lady.”
“Chi, how friendly! This guy and I are rivals! I was just asking a question!”
“Eh… … Leave it alone. You seem to be very busy these days.”
“What, do you know what you are doing?”
A mischievous smile crossed Gertrude’s lips.
“Oh, did you not hear? Rumors have already spread in the streets. Of course, it’s just a rumor, so it’s not accurate. That’s why the classroom is noisy right now.”
“What? Can’t you speak sooner?”
“I heard that a dark-haired boy was caught trying to escape at night with the lady of the Page family. Ho ho ho ho.”
Night runaway? If it’s a late night getaway, surely in a novel, uhm, wasn’t it something that lovers do?
Christa, whose face was flushed red in an instant, suddenly slapped Rain on the back of the head.
“you… … ! Dare to fall in love in the hall of sacred learning?! Don’t you know that men and women are seven years old? If you lose to me stupidly while dating, then I really won’t forgive you, I said I won’t forgive you!”
Even so, Lane didn’t raise her head.
At that moment, a strange realization flashed through my mind and my body stiffened.
‘The daughter of the Page family?’
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Was her name Cassena Page? I’ve only seen him once in six years… … I remember how he got along well with Sandra Keppel because he was active.
The problem is that after that, I know that I have never been seen in a public or private place.
‘So what is it? Gertrude, that guy was playing a joke again.’
There were rumors that he was dead, but Christa half believed it. If I were alive, I would have entered ＜Deleiten＞ this year.
‘Hey, there’s nothing to worry about.’
She didn’t even know what she was thinking for a moment that she didn’t have to worry about.
* * *
“The resurrection of Archmage Rin?”
It was a minute later that Elin Ludwig’s mind, which had been spinning around in shocking confusion, calmed down.
“Isn’t that good? You’re a human who made incredible achievements in a time of turmoil. Wouldn’t it be nice if he came back?”
Who is Archmage Rin?
He was a person who was nicknamed the Elemental Master because he freely manipulated all eight elements that form the basis of magic.
He is a genius among geniuses who devised dozens of mathematical equations that add practicality to theories that were merely tabletop theories.
Wasn’t it enough that the Osarius School, which was a small and medium school, became a member of the Eight Great Schools just by producing that boy?
Had that boy returned alive, magic would have advanced many times over, and he himself would have come to the truth and become the Third Sage.
“It’s not that simple.”
Inquisitor Bilgewin shook his head with a sigh. And all further stories are confidential, he added.
“According to Haraderiman-sama’s oracle, Rin’s soul has already left her body.”
“… … what?”
“It’s like saying that the body trapped in the ice will never wake up.”
Gwangryong Haraderiman’s nickname is ‘the brilliance that touches the whole world’, and it is known that he grasps everything that happens in the world with his divine light.
Elin Ludwig couldn’t hide a strange feeling of disappointment at those words.
Every wizard used to dream of his return while reading Rin’s heroic story. I used to fantasize about the day I met the great senior who made overwhelming achievements.
“That’s a bit… … Um, I’m very sorry. But wouldn’t someone the size of Turaina not know this? And that person is already dead?”
Then, Yuliana’s face bloomed with excitement and cynicism.
“I am not a woman who will die so easily. I had a golden opportunity once, but I missed it because of my mistake.”
“Master… … You tried to kill that historical great man? Aren’t you the master?!”
“Because that was the way for the world. Since when do you think Turaina studied black magic? It’s not a short story.”
It was shocking that the disciple tried to kill the master, and it was a huge shock that Turena was alive and studying black magic.
If Ellin had been an ordinary person rather than a genius, wouldn’t it be possible that her brain would have stopped spinning for at least a few dozen minutes.
Inquisitor Bilgewynn touched his forehead, looking tired.
“The abyss always tempts people with longing for the one they love. It seems that even a person with the level of magic power of Turaina could not be free from this desire.”
Yuliana smiled bitterly.
“I have never been free from that desire in my life… … that poor woman I lived my whole life in longing.”
There was silence for a while.
Bilgewin opened his mouth again with a clearing of his throat.
“… … Anyway, what Turena was promised was the resurrection of Rin.”
“lie.”
“It was according to Lord Haraderiman’s oracle. In fact, when it comes to Rin, it’s not that I don’t understand why Turaina became the head of the Black Church.”
Already, three FakeWarriors (Fake Warriors), humanity’s strongest soldiers, had spread across the continent on a mission to investigate and clear the Black Church.
Originally, the garden of Paquorear had 12 people, but since the manpower and financial consumption required to train one person was enormous, it has been operated with only two or three people like this in normal times.
“Something big is going to happen soon. It’s something even Haraderiman can’t see perfectly. That is why they are so sensitive.”
As she listened to the story, Elin felt her body become languid and her consciousness slowly slipped out of her body.
‘what… … ?’
It was too late when he realized that it was the effect of the pills mixed with Yuliana’s cigarette smoke.
As Elin collapsed onto the desk, Yuliana put her hand on top of his head, closed her eyes, and muttered a dragon with her mouth.
It is a simplified version of the rune used by witches, that is, the incantation-type Altigma Dragon, and deals with the power of the spirits that spread through the air like dragons.
Soon, pure white mist escaped through the gap between Yuliana’s fingers holding Ellin’s head, and Ellin’s memories flashed fragmentarily through Yuliana’s closed eyelids.
“How is it?”
“This woman wasn’t borrowing it.”
It was borrowed by my nephew… … This guy was just doing it to cover it up. Finally, Yuliana let go of Ellin.
“The person you bring is wrong. not this woman He is the nephew of this woman.”
“If it’s Elin Ludwig’s nephew, it must be Lane Ludwig.”
“Oh, is he a famous person?”
Interrogator Bilgewin shrugged lightly and wrote ‘no charges’ on the interrogation document.
“He is the person the Magical League Special Operations Division is keeping an eye on. I tried to interrogate him about the ＜Reda Cable＞ case, but the Special Affairs Division stopped him.”
“Did you go to the black market? At that age?”
“It is. It’s a strange piece of wood. You won’t have to worry about it. If you notice anything, Doran Slade, that shrewd fellow, will take care of it right away.”
Unlike the interrogator, Yuliana looked suspiciously at Lane Ludwig’s name.
‘I went to the black market to find Tureina’s books, but I see… … ?’
* * *
“You did a great job yesterday, Lane Ludwig? I almost freaked out that you tried to run away with my sweet daughter.”
As soon as it was lunchtime (I was thinking of getting some sleep), I was called to the president’s office and I was listening to Madelia Page talking about this.
Rumors of what happened yesterday quickly spread throughout the city. Perhaps thanks to her characteristic hair color and her peerless beauty inherited from her mother, rumors seemed to spread like wings.
Above all, since the successor of the page, whose actions were unknown, has reappeared in the world… … It was a major incident that could have caused a major stir in the entire magic world.
“I’m sorry, Your Excellency. It wasn’t an attempt to escape, it was a strategy… … I guess I just went too far.”
In fact, it was nothing more than a strategy, and it was just caught by Cassena’s provocation, but I can’t say that.
“okay?”
A smile crept across Madelia Page’s lips.
“Thank you so much for putting your mind first.”
“yes?”
“I mean last night. I’ve been talking to my daughter for the first time in almost 10 years. He talked with his eyes shining. I’m going to learn magic. I will learn to walk again.”
Of course I thought I was going to get scolded, but I couldn’t help but be a little embarrassed when these words came back.
“That’s kind of encouraging.”
“Yes, I owe you a debt I can’t repay.”
When Madelia bowed to me, a subordinate, with a smile of both sadness and joy, my heart was troubled. I had to wave my hand right away.
“I haven’t done anything yet. This is the beginning.”
“But how the hell are you going to make them walk?”
“It is a current signal. It magically sends an electric current through the nervous system.”
At those words, Madelia Page wandered around the window of the president’s office with eyes realizing something.
“That way… … No, but can Cassena really use it?”
“The magic used is 1-star to 2-star level beginner magic.”
“Two-star beginners? Hmmm, that aside I’m not talking about level of magic. Applying an electric current to one’s own body can cause huge damage to the body even with the slightest mistake.”
Because you, at that age, had discovered Bell Sidious, you could read the magic circuit inside your body, so it was possible so easily, Madelia’s eyes said that.
“I think it depends on how hard you try.”
At those words, President Madelia hesitated for a moment, but then shook her head.
“No, I cannot allow it. My body is already broken, but trying to do something like that in an immature state only ruins it more.”
“… … .”
“However, the performance you showed was truly amazing. Did that kid say he wanted to learn magic with his own mouth?”
“To be precise, he said he wanted to learn magic and walk on his own.”
“That’s secondary! It’s important that you first become interested in magic. As you learn magic, you will be able to see new possibilities and futures!”
Madelia spread her hands out with a tremendous hopeful observation, but… … Is this really the path Cassena wants?
“Wouldn’t that be lying to the lady?”
Cassena did not want to learn magic. would like to walk
Magic is just a process, just a tool to walk again on your own.
Madelia, as if admitting that this was her own greed, sighed and collapsed onto the reception sofa.
“But isn’t there a pointy number? I’m saying that if you learn magic and wait for the right time, it will happen someday.”
I said this, but it wasn’t that I couldn’t agree with Madelia’s words either.
It’s a burden on Cassena’s broken body… … . It’s definitely a solution that I thought only from my point of view.
But what is magic?
“Whoever asks receives, whoever seeks finds, and whoever knocks will open the door.”
Magic is the road to hope, the road to the symbol of the gods that Karenden, the Black Sun, gave to mankind. There can be no other solution.
“Could you please give me some time? Let’s think of a detour.”