Holding back my yawns, I left the front gate of Yongryun Hall and headed for the dormitory.
Incomprehensibly, Christa Warden had not been to the student council, so she was dying of exhaustion from finishing chores instead.
It was around the time we reached the dormitory that a familiar yet unpleasant shadow appeared on the horizon where the summer twilight gradually set.
“Hey, why didn’t you come today? Because of you, I do all the things you originally had to do—”
Suddenly, something spilled onto the ground.
It was clay.
However, unlike the ones I had seen individually so far, at a rough glance, there were more than ten.
“Thirteen.”
“?”
“Thirteen, the number of scrolls lost to you in the first round of this final exam.”
I couldn’t see his expression because he had his back to the sun, but I could tell that his voice was serious.
“I can’t afford to pay attention to anything else until I catch up on this. I have no heart! You too, don’t worry about that and focus on your studies!”
“???”
“Well, it’s not that I don’t understand your feelings… … We are students! It’s the age to focus on your studies! Can we afford to waste time?”
study? My heart?
I didn’t know what to say, so I just tilted my head, and then something flashed through my mind.
Come to think of it, I thought I heard this guy’s voice while talking with Valencidis earlier… … .
‘I’ve heard all the conversations you had with Valencidis.’
I remember it being a subject that he was a warlock and that I would monitor it, but I don’t remember, but did I mention that I am a warlock?
‘Or, since he’s a clever guy, did he roughly guess the truth underlying the conversation? That’s amazing.’
And to even worry about me, there is no special junior. But it’s better to be clear about it.
“don’t worry. I do it because I like it.”
“What, what?”
“And it’s not a waste of time. It is very important to me.”
Christa’s face was stunned like someone who had been beaten, and the next moment, her entire face turned red.
“Tae, what are you talking about with a calm face! much? How important is that! What is more important than schoolwork!”
“is it? But that is more important to me.”
silence of the moment.
“what what what… … .”
“?”
“Mo, I’ll pretend I didn’t hear it! Why, why?! Students only study! Because you have to commit! okay? I didn’t hear! Last time, this time too!”
Then he suddenly ran away, so Lane didn’t even have time to tilt his head.
“Why are you here?”
* * *
The wind that swept through the forest and wrapped around the skin was strangely sticky, perhaps because it was soaked in moisture from the rainy season front that slowly moved north.
Silence hung over the forest. What was quietly breaking the silence that should have been peaceful was the swarm of flies infesting the corpse.
Flies buzzed wildly and maggots wriggled all over the strewn corpses.
“When the forest keeper found it, it was said that the limbs had already been cut off by wild beasts.”
＜Golden Rose＞ Vice Administrative Minister said cautiously.
Doran Slade, head of the special operations unit, crouched down and lifted the pocket watch that was stuck in the mud.
A certificate given only to the special affairs department, the chief Doran always wore this watch directly around the necks of his subordinates.
“It was a mistake in the personnel line.”
I should have sent them there and watched Lane Ludwig.
The warlock who attacked the old man Lane on the western frontier was strong, but he was no match for Tirinted and Lunen… … .
Blood vessels swelled fiercely in Doran’s hand as he gripped the pocket watch tightly.
Madelia Page, the lord of the city, narrowed her eyes after receiving the report from the vice minister.
“To defeat two magicians from the Special Operations Division alone, it seems like it was a no-brainer. I owe you a debt to the special affairs department for this final exam.”
“Did he really knock it down by himself?”
“hmm?”
Doran stood up, putting the pocket watches that had lost their owners into his arms, and looked around.
Perhaps a huge typhoon had swept away, and the ground was deeply dug here and there, and broad-leaved forests were indiscriminately felled or burned.
Only natural disasters or magical powers can destroy Mother Nature so severely… … In other words, it means that powerful magic collided here.
“No matter how you look at it, it looks like the three of them were destroyed in a magical battle. What we should be suspicious of here is the first line, ‘No matter how you look at it’.”
“… … ?”
“Isn’t that too strange? The scene seems to be saying that. Do not doubt at all that these three died fighting here.”
Madelia and the deputy administrative minister couldn’t help but tilt their heads because they couldn’t understand Doran’s words. They are not experts in this field.
“Your habit of twisting your words around has not changed. Doesn’t that mean the situation is certain?”
“To put it simply, it is rare to find a scene where all the circumstantial evidence points 100% to one situation. That’s awkward. I think the Vice Minister of Administration knows.”
“that… … Hmm, is it? I don’t know either.”
“Generally, several possibilities are raised, and from there, a more probable reasoning is selected to find the culprit, but this is strange no matter how you look at it.”
Doran’s eyes, always closed in the middle of a smile, drew an arc and the exposed pupils radiated an eerie glow.
“There must have been someone else here. Someone who wants to make my men believe that they fought and destroyed a single warlock.”
* * *
Gertrude Panton’s day starts at 06:00 am. After getting ready for school, head to Christa’s dormitory to help her prepare breakfast.
In ＜Delaiten＞, as a rule, influential families are prohibited from dispatching escorts or attendants, so the children of the Sedo family had to take care of themselves.
However, if a person like Gertrude entered after paying the due time, the story would be different. The school didn’t stop me from doing this… … .
“Even if the young lady acted a little selfishly during the senior match, she would have become the senior cadet, which is really unfortunate.”
“… … .”
“Huh, are women really reeds in front of love?”
As usual, he was teasing the lady about Rain, but something went wrong.
Even before going to school, he just stared out the far window and said that his movements were sluggish.
Then, out of nowhere, he muttered as if talking to himself.
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“Can I focus on my studies while doing things like dating?”
Truly the thunder of the blue sky!
Gertrude’s mouth fell open in astonishment.
“What do you mean?”
“No, I was just curious.”
“Couldn’t something have happened with Prince Lane?”
As soon as the name came out, Christa’s face became hotter than the morning sun.
“W-what are you talking about?! Nothing happened, nothing happened!”
What is this honest response… … ?
Such a misfortune.
While I was gone, the female Confucius must have stretched out his hand against the young lady.
“Everything is like that when you read a novel! Since I’m good at dating while living in school, I wondered if this would be plausible in real life, so I asked. Ahahahaha.”
When Christa blew her whistle and trembled, it felt like the sky was about to collapse.
Gertrude wasn’t particularly supportive of Rain and Christa’s relationship. To be precise, it is the opposite.
I tried to connect the two somehow because the lady’s reaction was cute and fun, not because I supported it… … .
“My lady, what do you think of Prince Ludwig?”
I’ll have to look inside properly.
Since Christa isn’t honest, it’s more effective to just ask directly.
“How are you? Rice, not so much? Do you have any ideas?”
“You seem to have a lot on your mind.”
“I said no, man!”
Oh, this callous response.
You won’t have anything to worry about either.
“Indeed, it is. A pure and noble young lady and Confucius Inseong, who walks around with his arms wide open, are not at all compatible with women.”
I let out a sigh of relief and saw such a disgrace, but Christa’s reaction was strange. Busily twisting her bangs with her fingers, she slightly averted her gaze as if she was embarrassed.
“Well what… … It is, but He’s not as bad as his nickname suggests.”
?
“I must have thought of everything. Does that guy have his own beliefs? It seems to have the same… … .”
I’m sorry, miss… … ?
It’s on the verge of going completely over now… … ?!
’emergency! emergency! This is a super-emergency situation, Gertrude Panton!!!’
We have to come up with measures. Somehow, you need a plan to keep the relationship from progressing any further.
‘That is the duty given to me, Gertrude, the successor of the Penton family who serves the Warden family!!!’
Gertrude had to spin her brain at super-fast speeds while holding her head in both hands as she headed to class.
* * *
The classroom was cluttered from the entrance of the Yongmyeon Hall, a first-year undergraduate building.
As all the exams for the first semester have been completed and the seasonal festival is approaching in a month, the school is starting to feel excited.
But Cassena Page was not at ease. Do you think it’s getting more and more uncomfortable?
“Hey, let’s go to the student council. You have a morning meeting.”
“Ah, I see… … !”
“Okay? What play are you practicing?”
These days, it’s student council work, so I’ve been hanging out with them all the time, and the atmosphere that flows between the ugly woman and Rain is a bit strange.
To be honest, I’m not even interested in what kind of girls Rain and I hang out with, but I really don’t have one… … !
Still, as a friend, I should warn you that if you trust such a disgusting villainess, you will be very angry later.
‘But even if I tried to drop it, there’s no way.’
Previously, he insisted on going with him, but Lane shook his head resolutely.
– Only student council executives can go to the student council, why do you want to go?
no answer
As soon as he got home, he begged Madelia to let him join the student council, but the reply came back that it was impossible.
– The Student Council boasts a time-honored tradition. Its light has not faded because only the cadets of the second and second ranks can join.
– … … .
– Cassena, I really want to listen to everything you want, but if I do this on my own, only bad things will happen to you.
turn it off… … .
After suffering from a headache, he looked at the empty seat in Lane, and strangely, he saw Christa’s subordinate Ki-bae chewing his nails with the same expression as himself.
“Stop talking and pay attention to me, you idiots worth less than dwarf sh*t!”
In seasonal festivals, it was traditional to set a theme not only for clubs but also for each class and present it to other cadets and festival guests.
That is why Professor Owen has been standing in front of the lecture table since morning with an expression of chewing sh*t.
“From now on, I’m going to find two guys who will do the dirty work for the class, but no one will recognize them! Please raise your hand quickly.”
Owen yelled at me like that, and then he wrote the name of the job in chalk on the blackboard with his finger, which was covered with veins and muscles.
[Proceeding member]
moderator? What is it?
Perhaps the other cadets had the same expression as Cassena, but Owen sighed in regret and explained.
“Because the student council members, worse than pigsh*t, whined that there was too much work at every festival, ＜Delayten＞ has a tradition of sending two slaves from each class during the festival.”
“???”
“That is one of the long-standing evils of ＜Deleiten＞, which has been handed down to this day under the name of this host.”
Then, a cadet muttered, “Wow~ What a cool name,” and Owen widened his eyes.
“Such a fool, he may look well-groomed, but in the end he is just a shackle! You’re going to be a slave to those arrogant motherf*ckers of the Student Council!”
“!!!”
“Are you feeling better now? Are there any ignorant monkeys willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the class despite knowing all this?”
Of course no one was there.
No, I’m not telling you to do it… … .
Owen smiled sinisterly, as if he liked the look on the cadets’ faces.
“Then good! I will start playing the truth game.”
But then Cassena’s eyes shone.
Are you active with the student council?
So, even if you are not a member of the student council, you can meddle in student council activities, isn’t it?
“Write down the name of the cadet you don’t like and submit it. The two guys with the most written on—”
At that time, there was a person who interrupted Owen’s speech and raised his hand and raised his voice. There were two of them, almost at the same time.
“—Me! I want to!”
“—I will do it!”
Owen and the other cadets turned to the source of the voice in amazement… … The parties were looking at each other with even more absurd expressions.
“Page… … miss?”
“That fox… … Are you crazy?”
Gertrude Fanton and Cassena Page.
It was the moment when two people with the same mission became the moderators of the [Cheonggang] class.
Of course, it turns out that it was a meaningless choice at the student council meeting after school that day… … .