How to Survive at the Academy Chapter 198

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Giving Meaning (1)

The word that the world is wide does not reach Lucy Meiril.

That is why he always raises his head and looks at the sea of ​​stars in the sky.

The collar fluttering in the cool early autumn wind brushes against the hem of the skin, making it strangely itchy.

The appearance of her cleverly climbing onto the railing on the roof of the Obel building and holding her witch’s hat tightly so that it does not fly off has not changed since entering school.

A cat with white fur and a black tail sits next to it.

Likewise, the cat perched on the railing snuggled up, let out a languid cry once, then stared intently at the jerky Lucy was munching on.

Lucy, who was staring at the starry sky, looked at the cat with a sidelong glance, swallowed the beef jerky in one bite, and put on a dazed expression.

The cat, who had been still as if it were good, licks my paw. Lucy also looks up at the sky casually.

To the archmage who has risen to the level of the subterranean world, the world is fleeting and meaningless.

Just from the panoramic view of the school building from the rooftop of the Obel Building, all the buildings in Sylvania seem to fit into one fist.

I open my hands and reach out to the scenery. When I clenched my fist, something like a bachelor came into the hands of this small Lucy.

The day will surely come when even this Sylvania bachelor, whom the great wizard Glockt was so obsessed with, will disappear in vain.

Huge natural disasters, the trend of the times, and the struggle for political interests. It doesn’t matter what the cause is. It is important that the result of disappearing one day does not change.

As Glockt asked, even if he saved me from a bachelor’s crisis several times… There will never be a change in that macro flow.

That’s why Lucy Meiril sees the stars.

Look up, not down.

Without being swayed by ephemeral rise and fall, always see the shining stars and the moon in their place.

The Milky Way is contained in the blue eyes.

If this world was really created by an author named Telos, why is it that he made everything in the world changeable… I want to ask if they made the stars and the moon that float in the sky unchanging.

What suddenly comes to mind is the face of a blunt blond boy.

From the boy’s point of view, Lucy’s appreciation of life and the world is nothing more than a ‘satisfied voice’.

For a boy, the question of how to live tomorrow is more important.

All human beings on earth are desperate to survive day by day.

Even if you get away from the problem of survival, whether you advance toward your dream in your heart, devote yourself to your children and younger generations who will come after you, or devote yourself to becoming stronger and reaching a higher level… In any way, fiercely live the earthly world.

However, it is a sight that does not reach Lucy, who is detached from all such things.

‘Be my reason for living’

Suddenly, a hot and sour feeling rose to the tip of her nose, and Lucy squeezed her hand holding the witch’s hat tightly.

It was a somewhat impulsive remark, but anyway, the time to be ashamed has passed.

Above all, the feeling of gratitude to the boy who nodded without any other worries comes up first. Whatever it is, if it’s Lucy’s problem, this boy will worry about it together.

When you roll the pronunciation of Ed Ross Taylor in your mouth, the last sight that comes to mind is the back of him sitting alone in front of a campfire, solitarily sharpening his bow.

So, Lucy questioned herself once more.

I impulsively said that, but how could a boy named Ed Rosteyler be placed as a ‘reason’ in the life of a girl named Lucy Meiril?

No, in the first place, what is a life with a reason, and what is a meaningful life?

After putting down the heavy burden of the will of the great wizard Glockt, what meaning can be added to that futile life that will come sooner or later.

Questions that had nothing to do with such eating and living came flooding in, and Lucy looked up at the sky again with sad eyes.

The Milky Way stretched out and flowed into the sea of ​​stars.

*

“I want to go to the monastery too.”

It’s a long-awaited weekend.

In order to learn the bow making skill, it was a car that had been focused on training the repair skill.

That moment when I got up early in the morning, inspected the camp, finished all the maintenance work, and trimmed the frayed maid uniform.

It was a sudden notification that could be said to be somewhat out of the blue.

“…what?”

“They said they were going to the monastery. I want to go too.”

The high blue autumn sky. The sun floating in the middle of the sky warmly wrapped around the midday camp.

It was Lucy, who was sleeping in the drowsy sunlight, perched on a tree stump, with her body wrapped around her body.

It is not surprising that it is sometimes found while taking a nap here and there.

Then I get up and stick to it with a languid expression, sit near the work table and stare at what I’m doing, lie on my stomach on my lap and make a dying noise saying that I don’t want to go to class… Well, most of them are everyday scenes.

However, most of them are just hanging out as if everything is annoying… Except when munching on beef jerky, I rarely ask for anything first.

So, the sight of him suddenly declaring that he would go to a monastery was something I couldn’t help but feel out of the blue.

“…What kind of wind do you have?”

“I just want to go.”

“…”

Three days had already passed since Patriciana made a fuss with reagents.

I was satisfied with the various wooden camping furniture and neat new equipment that Tracyana had brought as a sign of apology. Apparently, he had asked Belle to find out in advance what I would be most pleased with.

In addition, Bloom River brought special engineering supplies, herbal ingredients, various dried fish that are easy to store, machetes that are helpful for survival, and high-end repair tools that help you practice repairs.

Then, he presses Patriciana’s head repeatedly and tells her that he will never let this happen again, two or three times… . Tracyana’s difficulties seemed to be visible in a series of extremely skillful processes.

Indeed, he is a renowned apology expert… .

No one in the world would be a good apology expert, but… .

It is a sight that brings tears to my eyes.

“First of all, to say the conclusion… It won’t work.”

“…”

“Cledric Monastery is not a place anyone can enter. It’s a sanctuary in its own way, so it seems that only those with permission can enter.”

At my words, Lucy’s mouth was already starting to come out. Still, it can’t be done.

It’s not an area that I can decide in the first place.

“You go in. As a man.”

“Because there was special permission from the saintess. Besides, the name was also made by force. What was it… I’m an expert on the special disease the saintess is suffering from recently… It’s medical support… What a strange name…”

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The part about permission to enter was completely entrusted to Clarisse, so I don’t know the specifics.

Anyway, my only goal was to attend the prayer meeting at Cleric Monastery and meet Princess Persica.

“Well, maybe I can ask the saintess personally and try to make a name for her to accompany you. Now that won’t work.”

“no?”

“First of all, it’s a burden in itself, and in the first place, it’s leaving tomorrow, but it’s too late to make a reason now.”

Lucy was cradling her knees on the stump of a tree, grunting.

I want to force something, but it seems that I know that the situation is not going to happen if I force it.

“Don’t make that face. There’s no way for me either. Why do you want to go to a monastery in the first place?”

“You are going.”

“…”

“I like this camp, but it’s empty without you. I don’t really like empty cabins without people.”

There is no way you don’t know the meaning behind the words.

The great wizard Glockt, who took her in, also built a hut in the Rameln Mountains and lived in seclusion.

After Glockt passed away, the cabin that was left there must have felt empty to her.

“Then I don’t feel very well.”

“Anyway, it’s coming in a few days, but don’t attach too much meaning to it. Also, I gave up on the undergraduate school, but if you go out of Aken Island right now, you’ll drop out of all classes without any hesitation.”

“I don’t care if I miss a few days of class.”

“That’s… that’s right.”

Lucy Meiril’s overwhelming performance cannot be made up for by a few unexcused absences.

Even among the bachelor professors, he is a student to the point of questioning why he attends an academy.

In fact, it is common for students who achieve beyond the bachelor’s level to continue attending Sylvania for diploma purposes.

“Anyway, I can’t even get your permission now… I’m just resting on Aken Island. I’m not doing anything special there, I’ll just have a moderate conversation and come back.”

“What boldness?”

“A story about Seongchangryong.”

At that, Lucy made a blank face again.

At this point, Lucy is the only one who brings up the story of Seongchangryong without adding or subtracting.

“I… saw the future where Sung Chang-ryong destroyed Aken Island. And I also saw it coming as a reality.”

The story of the scenario given to <Sylvania’s Failed Sword Master> is postponed.

Asking them to believe this far in the first place is a story beyond the realm of trust. It’s a relief if you’re not treated like a psychopath at all, and it’s too difficult to explain in the first place.

“Ordinary people would dismiss it as insane. Ayla did too. In fact, forcing people to believe is more disrespectful.”

“…”

“Still, there are only two people who can sincerely believe in my prophecy without a shadow of a doubt. One is you. One is Saint Clarisse of the Church of Telos.”

The memory of confronting Seong Chang-ryong while rewinding time together is completely shared by only the two of them.

He was one of the few people who fully understood the seriousness of the situation and the reality of the matter.

Other than that, people who have confidence in me. For example, if you say Yenika or Lortel… Seriously speaking, there is nothing to achieve this sincerity.

I’m sure you’ll believe me, but… There’s no way the seriousness of it could be conveyed accurately.

Face-to-face with the star spear dragon that roars as it covers the sky and splits the ground, and recalling the fear of flying scales… There is a vast difference between just hearing a long story.

“So, first of all, I’m going to ask Saint Clarisse for help. I didn’t have a good opportunity to explain the situation for a long time, but this time will be that opportunity. We’ll clearly organize what we need to do.”

“A thing to do…?”

“In order to capture Velbrok intact, we need to gather as many forces as possible. First of all, the imperial forces and religious forces are essential.”

I decided to share some of the pictures I was drawing with Lucy.

“First of all, the imperial forces are divided into three branches. It is necessary to unify these imperial forces and subjugate them all as allies.”

“You mean to end the imperial conflict?”

“Originally, it should have ended right away.”

At the end of the <Sylvania’s Failed Swordsman> scenario, Princess Penia rises to the position of leader of the imperial realm by cutting off the imperial cancer mass called Krepin Ross Taylor with her own hands.

In fact, it is also an opportunity to solidify the position of the next emperor.

However, as the scenario twisted and twisted, Princess Selaha survived, Princess Persica was completely raised, and Princess Penia gave up even the seat of student council president.

In addition, the war to subjugate Crepin was conducted much faster, and Princess Penia did not even have a chance to accumulate credit.

I am not really interested in her political vision or her qualifications as a monarch.

The key is that she is the only person capable of protecting the academic from Bellbrook, even if the entire Imperial Knights are sent to the Isle of Aken. She is the only Hwanggwon ruler who can listen to and listen to her opinion to some extent.

In order to minimize the casualties of the bachelor, it was not enough to put in all the imperial knights. The only person who can make her decision that much is she, who has lived her bachelor life on the island of Arkens for several years.

“This visit to the monastery is close to the preparation work for the subjugation of the Holy Changryong. So… Actually, it’s quite an important thing.”

“…okay.”

Lucy nodded her head as if she understood what I was saying.

However, the expression on his face is still full of dissatisfaction. It doesn’t really express itself to me, but it didn’t seem like it made my heart feel better.

Seeing that, I wasn’t too comfortable with myself, so instead of comforting myself, I pressed Lucy’s head.

*

“It’s a simple refreshment to have on the way here. It’s a snack made by soaking various seasonal fruits brought in from Count Zahul in honey and aging it… It won’t like or dislike it, so it’ll suit your taste. Also, when you arrive at Cledric Monastery, deliver this to Abbot Ange. would you like?”

The next morning, I went to Ophelis House and asked Bell to do it.

I received an old-fashioned package of snacks and a box with an unknown gift.

As befits the face representing Ophelis, the packaging was neat and luxurious.

“All applications for public approval have been submitted to the bachelor’s side. By the way, Cledric’s Monastery… It’s not very far, but it’s not a place worth going to during the semester. It’s said that it’s a job to assist a saintess, so it can’t be helped… but I can’t help it… Being an assistant… Ed looks great as expected~. Anyway, don’t worry about attending the bachelor’s side and come back~”

Assistant Professor Claire’s personal laboratory, which I stopped by to make a public barrier, was already in a state of disrepair.

Also, perhaps Professor Kalade had run away without working, the paperwork that Anis had to deal with had multiplied.

Leaving behind Anise, who had a wick in her eye, Assistant Professor Claire, who had accepted my public barrier, smiled kindly.

It was the look of a broken man.

“Have a good trip in good health. Don’t worry about camp. Now I know how to do basic camp management… Don’t be surprised to see a neat camp!”

After being sent off by Jenika with a smile like that, it felt like my steps were rather light.

In the past, if I had to leave the camp for a few days, I always felt anxious, but after having a companion who stayed with me at the camp, I feel much more comfortable.

Once again, I am reminded of how blessed Yenika’s existence is.

“The check-in is complete. When you return next week, please go through the procedure here again. Ed Rosteyler.”

And finally, I completed the check-in at the entrance of the school building in front of the Maxes Bridge.

Passing through the main gate and coming toward the Maxes Bridge, I saw a magnificent chariot of a saint in front of my eyes.

Of course I don’t ride that carriage.

“The attendants ride separately in the prepared wagon over there.”

Within the Church of Telos, the weight of the name of the saint is so noble that I wonder if it is almost equivalent to the Lord Telos.

Therefore, the courtesy towards me, who had been nominated by the saintess herself and came to the position of assistant, was quite generous.

A clergyman in holy clothes politely escorted me to the attendant’s carriage. The respectful bowing of the head was more embarrassing than this.

“The carriages on this side will gather together, form a rank near the carriage of the saintess and head towards the destination. Teacher Ed has nothing else to do, just let us know if there are any inconveniences.”

“No. Thank you for your consideration.”

“You can load your luggage into the wagon now. Then, I’m off to check other schedules…”

The young priest bowed his head and left for the saint’s carriage.

As soon as Saint Clarisse finished her church schedule, she came to the Maxes Bridge and departed in that magnificent carriage.

Even right before leaving for Cledric Monastery, he was digesting his schedule. Anyway, I am a busy person in many ways.

I was relatively relaxed, so after loading my load into the wagon, I watched the workmen load other loads.

They were quite good-looking workers, but the amount of luggage was considerable and they seemed to be struggling.

It’s embarrassing to be alone when everyone else is working.

These are the people who will take care of my convenience in many ways during my upcoming schedule, so there is nothing good about being disrespectful. I rolled up my arms appropriately and pushed the luggage brought by the workers into the carriage.

“Oops, Bocchan. I don’t need to use my strength myself, but I survived thanks to that.”

“Cluck, cluck, I thought you were a nobleman, but you’ve got a little more arm power than I thought. Are you a student from the Combat Division?”

When the kind-hearted workers talked to me with a big smile, I appropriately replied that it was the Ministry of Magic and loaded the wooden bags and boxes onto the wagon.

As if the helping hand was invaluable in the midst of a busy schedule, the workers always laughed loudly and worked faster.

“Well, you only need to move the bags on that side. They are officially sent from the Ophelis Hall and the bachelor’s side to the denomination… Let’s move them carefully, in case there are any blemishes.”

It seemed that Bell’s gifts were not only privately sent, but also gifts sent for public exchange.

I picked up a good-sized wooden box and nodded.

“Ugh, ugh…”

what is so heavy

I thought it was the right size, but it was heavier than I thought, so I fixed it slightly.

“Oh, boy. I’m tired, I’m tired. This was a big help, so stop teasing that precious hand and get on the carriage…!”

“When I picked up that box earlier, it wasn’t that heavy… It must be that you’ve lost a lot of energy. There’s nothing good about working too hard and getting tired, so it’s better to take a break.”

“Yes. We are people who are paid to do these things, but aren’t you the one who assists that precious saintess? Our hearts hurt even more if you injure yourself!”

Among the benevolent workers, they were now on the verge of dissuading them from doing it in moderation. He was a box that didn’t even look very heavy… There’s definitely nothing good about overdoing it.

I bowed moderately and pushed myself into the carriage. If you do this, there will be no problem.

With that in mind, let’s get on the carriage… A girl with a familiar face was sitting across from her.

“Aren’t the cathedral workers so compassionate? I feel proud when I see them~. By the way, your strength is really good. Senior Ed. The pace at which they work is not comparable to that few people…”

“…what are you doing here… what are you doing…”

I was going to say something respectful, but I quickly picked it up and put it in.

The girl with brown hair sitting across from her is an immature noble girl belonging to the first year of Sylvania.

It was Kylie Acne.

“I am also going to assist Saint Clarisse.”

“…”

“I came running busily to ride in a carriage with my senior.”

Seeing Kylie smiling as if she was happy in the world, I was at a loss for words.

“Before arriving at Cledric Monastery, I want to talk a lot with Ed-senpai.”

“That’s why I did such a troublesome thing…”

“You have an important story, right? I felt you were trying to say something from camp the other day.”

When and where did you notice it?

Inside the innocent girl’s eyes, there was a subtle sense of the weight of the saintess who was in charge of the entire Church of Telos.

“Could you tell me without adding or subtracting? I’m… I’m ready to listen to what you say.”

The coachman climbed into the driver’s seat and brandished a whip.

So the wagon… We made our way slowly towards the monastery.

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