How to Survive at the Academy Chapter 152

Creffin subjugation (3)

A flower has bloomed in the Ross Taylor family.

All of the influential nobles who watched the childhood of Arwen Roth Taylor, the daughter of the duke, all spoke in unison.

The achievements of Crepin Ross-Taylor, who raised the Ross-Taylor family to the ranks of the continent’s greatest powers, were amazing, but even he faced problems that those who reached the pinnacle usually encounter.

It is good to occupy the seat of a high authority, but how long can that majesty last?

This issue eventually boils down to whether a good successor can be obtained.

Arwen was beautiful, wise, and affectionate. Even so, he tried to live up to the Ross Taylor name and was faithful to the will of his father, Crepin.

Anyone could see that he had enough capacity to inherit the next generation of the Ross Taylor family. After Arwen came out into the world, it seemed that his concerns about succession had been put to an end.

As if drawn in a picture, the fact that there was a great successor was envied by many people in power, and the future of the Ross Taylor family was regarded as a straight and solid road.

For Ed Roth-Taylor, the younger brother of 3 years old, and Tanya Roth-Taylor, the youngest sister of 5 years old, Arwen Roth-Taylor has always been a shining pioneer.

Even before her first christening, she learned all kinds of swordsmanship, magic, and alchemy knowledge, as well as sociology, royal studies, domain management, and political science.

On the day of his first baptism, he was presented with ‘Day of Dawn’, a magic great sword that handles the power of the elements, as a congratulatory gift. received a gift from

All the world was blessing her.

Until Creffin Ross-Tyler reached out to the power of the evil god.

– ‘sister.’

It feels like just yesterday, but now it seems like a long time has passed and it has become an old story.

The place is a large terrace attached to Arwen Roth Taylor’s room. It is a great place to see the lively scenery of Yeongji during the day and the beautiful night sky at night.

The moonlight was softly illuminating the table on the terrace.

A bright table next to Arwen’s chair. There is only a book of poetry written by a famous poet from the Pulan region, simple refreshments, and a chessboard with a few horses lying on it.

To Arwen, who was sitting idly by her side and staring at the sky, her precious younger brother, Ed Rosteyler, approached and talked.

― ‘Do you know where I found this book?’

Ed Rosteyler tossed down a book, put it on the table, sat down on a chair across from the table, and stared up at the sky.

Arwen looked at the table sideways.

It was a history book about the evil god of the mythical age, ‘Mebula’, who is in charge of hatred and anger. This is a book designated as forbidden in the imperial family.

Even the book is full of traces of various studies on the descent and power of evil spirits. It was heavily underlined, and many hypotheses were presented in the handwriting of a middle-aged man.

― ‘Did you find it in your father’s study?’

– ‘no. I found it in my sister’s secret library. It must have been originally in my father’s library.’

As it was, Arwen turned his head to Ed and then his eyes trembled for a moment.

Behind Ed was Tanya, who was holding onto his collar as if hiding. Because he was still too young to understand the political world of adults, he was a child who was only loved as the cutest maknae of the duke’s residence.

Ed, the only male among three siblings and relatively hard-headed, grew up faster than expected. However, the cutie maknae was still at an age where he had to live in his dreams a little longer.

― ‘Tanya… why… .’

– ‘… … .’

Tanya is not yet smart enough to understand the whole situation, but Tanya is also a party to this.

The power of evil spirits comes at a cost in blood. It is often the case that the blood, body, and spirit of one’s flesh and blood are paid for.

The nobler, stronger, and more prestigious the sacrifice is, the more the evil spirit salivates with greed.

As such, Arwen Rosteyler will be the first to be targeted.

― ‘I’m here to ask why you’re not going to ask your father.’

– ‘Ed. My beloved sister.’

Arwen looked at Ed with a vague yet complicated look.

― ‘Not everyone lives by chasing the correct answer. And even the path that seems like an incorrect answer has its own meaning, or sometimes it becomes a process for a bigger goal.’

― ‘Father is going the wrong way now. Are you going to affirm that?’

― ‘It always looks like a wrong answer, but after a while, there were many times when it was the right answer. To lead a group, lead a family, and walk the path of a ruler is to fight against such opposition.’

Arwen had a sad face. She already had a hunch that she would not be persuaded.

― ‘And trusting someone is not losing faith even after removing all the gaze and adversity.’

– ‘sister.’

― ‘If this is also a process to find a better way, I will never lose my trust. My father sometimes wanders or takes the wrong path, but in the end he always lived in the direction of development.’

At that, Ed was speechless.

Not to reap trust in Creffin.

For Arwen, who had lived her entire life as the daughter of the Roth Taylor family, Creffin was such a being.

That’s why he was able to become the most likely successor and the right person to inherit the name of Ross Taylor.

― ‘I don’t understand. What is the meaning of the power and power gained by selling blood and flesh in this way?’

― ‘Ed… I won’t force my opinion on you. but… Don’t set up a confrontation with my father.’

Here, at the Ross Taylor Mansion, everything is in the hands of Kreffin. No one knows what will happen the moment they rebel against him.

The mansion is like a cradle that has always embraced Ed, but now it feels like a huge coffin.

If Arwen is unable to descend the evil spirit, will he reach out to Ed next, then Tanya?

Then, what use is this luxurious mansion and lofty prestige? What is the meaning of this life? I’d rather be beggars begging in the slums. they… You can have hope and even dream about a future that never comes.

I can’t see Ed’s expression as he bends down and lowers his head.

– ‘oh… Brother… ?’

Tanya, who didn’t know why the atmosphere was so serious, looked back and forth between Ed and Arwen’s faces.

It’s very sad to see them staring at you without knowing what to say.

― ‘Can I ask you one question, sister?’

― ‘Ask me anything.’

― ‘How far are you willing to sacrifice? If I had to give you one of my arms, would you cut it off with a smile?’

At those words, Arwen Rosteyler made a vague face.

Edda respected Arwen more than anyone else. However, as soon as I saw that face illuminated by the starlight, I couldn’t help but ask.

– ‘sister. Why do you go so far?’

At the words that followed, Ed’s breath stopped.

― ‘Because it’s family.’

– ‘… … .’

― ‘You raised me with pampering, passed on the prestige of this huge family, and loved me as a daughter.’

Ed and Arwen, who exchanged personal letters and cherished each other as a family.

However, for the first time since being born to Arwen, who was everything perfect, Ed felt repulsive.

If you feel like you’re going astray, whether it’s a friend or family member, don’t be afraid to cross your legs.

What is the meaning of believing, trusting, and holding on thinking that you will find the right direction? How foolish it is to portray a person who believes and waits so much in the name of family love and portrays them as beautiful.

The shade of that emotion that bloomed in Ed’s heart widened the gap between the siblings.

A strange ghost lingers around Ed, who sits with his arms folded and his head bowed. Tanya was the first to notice and react.

– ‘oh… Brother… .’

― ‘Okay, Sister Arwen.’

Ed stood up and walked towards the terrace exit. Then, suddenly, I looked back.

I see Arwen looking down at my lap with a sad expression, and Tanya, unaware and frightened.

Suddenly, Ed opened his mouth and spoke to Tanya.

― ‘Tanya.’

Tanya shook her shoulders and looked at Ed. Darker and scarier than usual. In the darkness of the room, with glowing eyes and clenched teeth, Ed, who killed her feelings, calls for Tanya.

― ‘Don’t stay there, come this way.’

Arwen sits in the moonlight on the terrace, and Ed stares quietly in the darkness of the room.

Standing in the meantime, Tanya trembled… Soon after, she went and hugged Arwen.

– ‘this… Later, I’ll go… .’

– ‘… … .’

― ‘Oh, brother… scary. I want to stay with you.’

Ed bows his head. Saying okay, she turned around and left Arwen’s room.

He walks down the hallway, gritting his teeth. A venom slowly forms in her eyes, and her tightly pursed lips curl up.

The expression on his face as he walked down the hallway with a pale face was no longer Ed’s old self.

Young Tanya was trembling while being held by Arwen. I was still at an age where I didn’t know anything.

― ‘I’m afraid of you, sister… Why are you… ? I wasn’t like that until you just played with me… .’

– ‘… A lot will change, Tanya.’

Arwen wiped Tanya’s face and spoke sadly.

― ‘Eat your heart firmly.’

* * *

―Koo Goong, Kung!

A banquet hall full of buzz. A group of soldiers burst through the door and entered.

The sound of splattering weapons filled the hall, incongruous with a luxurious and elegant banquet hall.

Standing in front of him was Knox, the ‘Brown Bear Knight’, who was the most loyal vassal and close aide to Creffin Ross Taylor.

Knox, who appeared with a gigantic body, broke through the lined up ranks of Crepin’s soldiers and spoke loudly to the distinguished guests.

“Currently, there seems to be some kind of abnormality inside the mansion. The VIPs, if you move hastily, it will be dangerous, so we will gather here to escort you. Please refrain from going out of the hall for now.”

Even after the big explosion just before, several shakings continued. The VIPs were engulfed in anxiety, but the gathered soldiers calmed them down.

“…”

Clarisse was also sitting in the center of the hall with a worried face. Hearing the constant explosions didn’t feel good.

I was afraid that the building might collapse, so I wanted to wait outside the building, but the soldiers prevented the departure of the distinguished guests.

“Call the knights of our cathedral. I have my personal bodyguard. They’re probably waiting outside the mansion.”

“We are unable to reach you.”

“What…? Is it true that I contacted you…? They’re not the kind of people to stay quiet in a situation like this…”

Clarisse tilted her head and looked up at Knox. Standing lofty like a mountain, it seems to say that no one will step out of the way no matter who comes.

Numerous distinguished guests, even if it wasn’t Clarisse, urged them to get out of the way immediately, citing their location, but the enlisted soldiers instead started pushing their spears.

“What, what?!”

“Gee, are you crazy now?! You know who we are and put your weapon on it?!”

“Do you know what will happen if this becomes public opinion?! What is everyone doing?! Don’t move?!”

Even so, Knox’s posture was firm.

“As I said, it’s all for your safety. No one, not even one, can leave this hall.”

Amid the chatter of the distinguished guests, Clarisse quietly looked around.

I don’t know all the nobles well, but I know quite a few people. Nevertheless, some faces that should be here are not visible.

Ed and Crepin originally knew, but even Princess Selaha, who was standing by the terrace until just a moment ago, was nowhere to be seen.

Clarisse shook her head, deep in thought.

If you are determined and want to break through the soldiers, you can go out. However, it is difficult to judge what kind of conflict it will lead to. Other guests seemed to think the same way.

One thing is for sure, something is happening in this mansion.

* * *

-Quaang! bang! Kwa Gang!

A secret laboratory in the basement of the mansion.

It is probably the place where Krepin Rosteiler researched the coming of the evil god Mebula. Its traces were clearly visible, and it was all over the place.

There are not enough items that can be used as evidence of his misdeeds, to the point where you just have to run out with a random research journal.

However, it was not possible to move so quickly now.

-shed! Kang! Caang!

Explosive sounds that continue to be heard.

Apparently, it was the sound of Creffin breaking through the entrance Lucy was guarding. Even if you mobilize all available magic, magic engineering supplies, weapons, and manpower, you will not be able to break through the entrance.

If Lucy Meiril is determined and tries to protect it, the entrance will never be pierced.

However, from Lucy’s point of view, it would be ambiguous to counterattack.

If there is no guarantee that the most direct evidence that can send Krepin Ross Taylor into the abyss is in hand, it is difficult for Lucy to actively deal with it. The quality of the crime is different from simply blocking the road and attacking with the mind to subdue it.

So, you will be waiting for news from me.

“How was your college life in Sylvania? Was it worth it?”

“Now… this isn’t the time to ask such a thing.”

“Haha… It’s just sadam to relieve tension… Yes, you must have been very surprised.”

Arwen’s face with one eye open is in a terrible state.

It is impossible to estimate how far he has participated in Crepin’s research. To that extent, Arwen’s condition was beyond words.

Nevertheless, Arwen continues the story casually.

Arwen wouldn’t have been without thoughts while he was going to this extent of catastrophe. He couldn’t have become like this in a single moment.

It is probably the result of research that has been progressing little by little over a long period of time. The reason why she can be so calm is also because she has gradually accepted the changes in her body.

It is a very difficult sight to see with both eyes open.

He raised his head and looked at the greatsword that pierced Arwen’s body. It is the ‘Day of Dawn’, a great sword given to her at her first baptism.

A magic greatsword capable of imprinting all kinds of magic. Elemental magic works best, but in this case, all kinds of healing magic that sustains life seem to be imprinted.

Is the reason he stands pierced by a greatsword because he can save his life by doing so?

If it was magic imprinted on the greatsword, there would be no need for manpower for maintenance, and it would be easy to supply magical power.

What gives me goosebumps more than anything else is that the ending was chosen by Arwen himself.

“Since the day you left Terrace, we’ve gone our separate ways.”

“…”

“I don’t know if your path is right or not, but at least this is how mine ends.”

The corners of Arwen’s mouth rose slowly. Surprisingly, she doesn’t regret this choice.

“It’s not a very nice look, and I think it would be rather heartbreaking if it were you… But, I wanted to meet you at least once. Ed.”

With that said, all the puzzles fit together.

Failed Swordsman of Sylvania, Chapter 1, Act 1.

A third-class villain who gets beaten up and excommunicated after forcibly arguing with Taylor. Ed Ross Taylor.

The flow of the road he must have walked from the Ross Taylor mansion is engraved in his heart and slowly spreads out.

A blonde haired man walks down the street. The majesty of the family given to him, the heavy fate, and the future that may be sacrificed.

Kreffin is too strong to face the enemy. There is nowhere to run to either.

Every night he would sit at his desk in his room, agonize with a dying face, and reflect on his life.

He tries to convince his father, fights, and eventually goes astray and becomes an idiot… It is easy to draw.

Arwen affirmed the erroneous Crepin. because it was a family.

Ed denied the erroneous Creffin. Because he didn’t want to die.

Tanya, who wandered between the crossroads without knowing why, had no choice but to follow Arwen in the end. Because it seemed to her that her ed had gone astray.

Tanya did not hold his hand. So Ed Rosteylor walked alone.

In order to get out of this Ross Taylor mansion that looks like a huge coffin, he wandered alone to find a way.

Even if he had to become a beggar and starve on the street, he could not move on to his predestined death.

For now, I have to get away from this mansion. So he forcibly enters the Ministry of Magic in Sylvania, even though he has no talent for magic. He joins the Ophelis coffin, and he is estranged from the Ross Taylor estate.

And, the name of the family engraved on this cursed lineage had to be erased as well.

About a year after Ed entered Sylvania, when the Ross Taylor mansion gradually stabilized without Ed… Sword Saint Taily catches Ed’s eye. Princess Fenia, who cannot tolerate injustice, also catches his eye.

After that, it’s a breeze.

― ‘I will no longer recognize you as the legitimate son of the Ross Taylor family. The sin of uttering frivolous profanity in the presence of the glorious Princess Penia, the sin of dishonestly meddling in the entrance exam for the sacred Sylvania Academy, and the sin of dishonoring the family’s name by neglecting her dignity and being blinded by jealousy. These are all things that cannot be taken lightly.’

The first letter I read after coming over to this world, that letter from the family head.

The blonde-haired man who received the letter, sitting alone in his room in Ophelis Hall, must have bowed his head alone.

He lived under the majesty of Ross Taylor all his life.

A man who abandoned everything with his own hands, was kicked out of the dormitory, and was now completely naked in front of this harsh world.

What he must have felt was relief, fear, or endless emptiness.

What kind of expression would he have made in the dark room of Ophelis Hall, where no one came.

As of now, I don’t know.

However, there were a few points that could be inferred.

No matter how much he ran away, he was a bachelor, but he didn’t pay any attention to how bad his evaluation was.

For an aristocrat, the luggage that Belle Maia had taken care of was simple. In other words, despite living a luxurious life all her life, she hardly had anything of her own.

That there was nothing planned about what to do after being excommunicated.

So, open the window of the Ophelis Hall… His face as he looked down at the ink-colored landscape while holding a letter from Krepin, the head of state, was… More than anyone. It would have been empty.

That is the life of Ed Rosteyler.

He ran away, but there is no place for him on Aken Island.

No, there will be no place for him anywhere in the world.

The fact was terribly real, and Ed Rosteylor was looking down at the bachelor with a blank face.

* * *

―Quaggagak! Knock!

I tried using all sorts of elemental magic and even the power of evil spirits, but I have no intention of breaking through the entrance Lucy Meiril is guarding.

Lucy’s expression didn’t even move. With a dazed face as if falling asleep, he was just staring at Creffin while quietly chewing on jerky.

“Yes, I have no choice but to admit it.”

Crepin put down the sword in his hand and slowly gathered his strength into the evil god’s imprint.

“Usually, I can’t pierce you.”

slowly, very slowly… A heavy aura rises up.

Along with an eerie sound of crackling, the size of the imprint grows. The imprint that gradually consumed his body eventually covered half of his upper body, and the ground began to shake.

-Koo-gu Palace! Kugoong!

The screams of servants and distinguished guests could be heard from all over the mansion.

Nonetheless, Creffin gathered strength without hesitation. It was strange.

Kreffin is one of those old wolves who shows no political weakness at all.

If he draws out the power of an evil god beyond the limit at a gathering of such distinguished guests, he will surely be doomed politically and socially.

Nonetheless, Krepin began to gather strength without hesitation.

―Quagagak! Knock!

Unpleasant tentacles were plucked from the floor. More than ten tentacles swayed and began to dance.

The energy was unusual, so Lucy spat out the jerky and glared at Creffin with her eyes tightening.

The reason why Lucy does not use force more than necessary against Krepin is because of his political influence and the prestige of his family. But if it comes out like this, it’s a different story.

Evil God Mebuler.

If fully manifested, it was an opponent that even Lucy had to be quite serious about.