EP.165 Fall, new semester (8)
The duel is over and the winner has been decided.
It was a battle where every moment was intense. The audience let out a sigh of relief as they inadvertently held their breath. There were many spectators who were intoxicated by the heat of the duel. The noise they made echoed through the Colosseum.
-Waaaa!
Cheers and applause.
Praise pours in on the protagonists of the duel.
“That’s right, Lark! Everyone, that child is the White Magic Tower’s best disciple!”
“White, please…”
“haha! The superiority of white over black has been proven ‘once again’? “A loser is built like a loser!”
“···I’m going to be thrilled.”
There is one audience member who is particularly noisy, but his voice is just drowned out by the cheering. While the audience was so noisy… Belnoir, standing in the stadium, looked blankly at the audience.
It was a strange feeling.
It was my first time feeling so refreshed.
The outpouring of cheers did not feel as loud as in the past. It is not accepted as noise. It was unfamiliar, but it was a pleasant unfamiliarity.
“Doesn’t it feel good?”
Belnoa turned his head at the voice he heard.
A brightly smiling Lark was looking at him. He finished his sentence, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
“Now that you have discovered the joy of dueling, you too are a full-fledged warrior…”
“What is he saying now.”
Although he broke off the conversation with a bitter smile, Belnoa did not deny it in any way. I don’t know if he’s a good warrior or anything, but I think I vaguely know the joy of dueling.
A body that is completely ruined.
The feeling of exhaustion that comes after squeezing your mana to its limit.
Whether it’s Rach or Belnoa, it’s hard to even stand right now. The two stumble towards the waiting room, leaning on each other’s shoulders. They had been fighting to the death just now, but now that the duel was over, they were walking shoulder to shoulder.
The duel is over.
It wasn’t a duel that was so unpleasant that it left miscellaneous things like emotional rifts. Everyone just did their best. Because the process was clean, the result was also clean.
The duel is over, and the winner has been determined.
Belnoir, who had always held the position of chief, stepped down to second position. The name of Lark, who was newly appointed to the position of chief, rang out from the audience’s lips.
Lac Van Grace
Confucius of the North smiled at the sweetness of victory.
2.
The duel that heated up Aplia has also come to an end. Students leave the Colosseum under the guidance of academic staff. Belnoir, who left the Colosseum one step earlier, glanced at the procession through the hallway window.
A lot came.
With that in mind, Belnoir walked along the hallway. Unlike the noise outside, the hallway was quiet. As you walk down the empty hallway, the sharp smell of medicine and the sight of the nurse’s office come into view.
With a thump, Belnoa stopped in front of the nurse’s office. He was thinking of borrowing some painkillers and bandages. Because I break it so often, it recovers quickly… but it still hurts.
“······.”
Rather than stretching out her hand in front of the nurse’s office door, Belnoir looked at her fingers and sighed.
None of the five fingers are healthy. I didn’t notice it because I was so hot during the fight… but after the duel was over, I felt a throbbing sensation.
‘···It’s going to be quite painful if you catch it.’
Without thinking for a moment, Belnoir tiptoed open the door to the nurse’s office. One step at a time, she was about to enter the nurse’s office.
Sarah.
Was the door open? Belnoir’s bangs shook in the wind blowing from inside the nurse’s office. Closing and opening her eyes, Belle Noah looked inside the nurse’s office.
“oh.”
Someone was sitting in the nurse’s office.
Shiny gray hair swayed in the blowing wind. She waved her hand towards her belle Noah.
“You came quickly.”
“···Professor Rania?”
Professor, why are you here?
Just as I was about to ask that question. Rania snapped her fingers. She pointed to the chair in front of her.
“I borrowed it for a while. “Don’t talk nonsense and just come.”
“yes?”
“Come and sit down.”
Belnoa tilted his head, then obediently followed his words and sat down. Rania reached into her shelf and deftly took out her medicine.
“I know because I’ve broken a lot, but the way you tied the bandage last time was very sloppy.”
“yes? “It’s sloppy…”
“Because the bones weren’t aligned properly and were left to fuse on their own, the fingers ended up looking like that.”
She pointed to Belnoa’s finger.
Certainly, the index finger that was bent the most was bent. As Belnoa was looking at his hands, Rania gestured.
“Stretch out your arms.”
I did as I was told.
Rania held Belnoa’s wrist and turned her arm around. She clicked her tongue.
“Look! I heard that all shamans’ fingers are like this. “For a wizard, the fingers that draw circuits are his lifeblood, so if he screws up his hands like this, can he use them?”
She bowed her head slightly.
“Now let’s put the bones back together again.”
“···yes?”
‘You’re putting the bones back together?’
Was it that easy to do?
Belnoa blinked and looked at Rania in front of him. She bows her head slightly. Her gray hair fell, and the round crown caught Belle Noah’s eye.
Kuuk.
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She grasped Belnoa’s wrist tightly with one hand, and smoothed his broken fingers with the other hand. Belle Noah frowned at her itchy touch and the occasional tingling sensation.
It was a strange feeling.
Belnoa now knows the identity of the woman who bowed her head in front of him. She is that legendary gray sorceress. That person is now touching her finger as if to mend my broken bone.
‘Actually, I still don’t quite believe it…’
This is because the impressions do not overlap at all.
For the record, the remaining gray wizard is mostly frowning. Although he is objectively one of the most handsome men, his impression is closer to a sharpness that threatens to stab someone to death rather than a soft one.
In comparison, what about the woman in front of you?
It is soft rather than sharp. If you face it without knowing its true nature, many people are likely to fall into an illusion. It gives an impression of being soft, kind, and pure.
It’s still the same now.
Seeing Rania smoothing her fingers, Belnoa slightly turned his head. It was because she felt like something was bothering her.
“Well, Professor, when will it end…”
“wait. “Can you see the skeleton now?”
···Can you see the skeleton?
“yes?”
“You mean I learned a little bit over her shoulder from that bitch Sarah? Still, because she was such a saint, she had one bone that fit perfectly.”
It hurt a little, though.
Rania muttered that and then firmly grabbed Belnoa’s finger. Belnoa’s eyes opened wide. “Oops!” a scream escaped Belnoa’s mouth.
“one two.”
Tap, tap.
“three.”
Dudududududuuk!
Sparks flew before Belnoa’s eyes.
“Kaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
I let out a scream that I couldn’t bear. Belle Noah tried to run away, her body trembling, but Rania held her wrist tightly and seemed to have no intention of letting go.
“Oh, just stay still!”
The itchiness has long since disappeared.
What replaces itching is pain. It literally feels like my bones are breaking. Bel Noah twisted his body in pain as sparks continued to fly before his eyes.
“Come this way? No, this one is better…”
Rania muttered and wiggled Belnoa’s finger back and forth. Because Belle Noah went on a rampage, it was not easy to treat her.
“Just be patient.”
Although I tried to cast a pain relief spell belatedly, labor pain does not completely eliminate the pain. In the end, Rania hit the spell with several layers.
‘Ah, he’s finally calmer.’
“Shut up,” Belnoa’s body sank.
In the silence, a series of eerie sounds rang out. It was about ten minutes later that the sound stopped.
“Ah, that’s it.”
Somehow I did it and it worked.
Rania looked at Belnoa’s fingers with a satisfied face. She wrapped her finger with a bandage and lifted her head slightly.
“···what? “Why are you doing this?”
Belnoa is seen staring blankly at the ceiling with his head tilted back. Although it seemed like saliva was flowing from the corner of her mouth… Rania decided not to worry about trivial things.
“Hey, it’s over.”
“Seup, yes, yes?”
Belnoa opened his eyes with hazy eyes.
He looked blankly at his fingers. Belnoa’s eyes were empty as he looked at the neatly attached fingers.
“Belnoir, are you here?”
It was then. Suddenly, the door opened and someone came in. Belnoa looked at the guest who entered the nurse’s office with empty eyes.
“I’ve been looking for it for a while. huh? “Professor Rania is there too?”
It was Chloe. She approached without thinking about it, and when she saw Bellenoir’s finger, she let out an exclamation of admiration.
“Oh, what? “Your bandages are always tied strangely, so I came here to tie them… but you’re already done?”
Could you tie it so neatly?
To his childhood friend who was muttering like that and looking at him curiously… Belnoa answered helplessly.
“···I didn’t do it.”
“then?”
“I tied it up.”
Chloe turned her head and looked at Rania.
Rania, sitting across from me, was shrugging her shoulders as if it was no big deal. She did what she said.
“You tied it up okay?”
“yes! It’s very neat! “Professor, do you think you have this knowledge?”
“I know a lot.”
This is amazing!
I have some.
Belnoir looked at Rania and Chloe, who were exchanging Zen questions, with cold eyes. My childhood friend, who always felt like a bright light, no longer shined as brightly as I did now. There was only darkness here.
3.
Waiting room for external visitors.
Among them, the Black and White Magic Tower Masters were having a conversation while waiting for their students in a separate waiting room for VIPs.
“Look, it’s black. What did I say? “Our Lark proves that white is superior to black…”
A one-sided conversation.
‘How many times are you going to say the same thing?’
Yetual frowned. Because of the white magic tower lord talking next to him, he felt like covering his ears. It was noisy. Heavily.
“I understand, didn’t I say I understood?”
“haha! Don’t you know that losers always have to endure humiliation? Just keep quiet and listen to the winner’s boast!”
As Celie continues to brag endlessly, Yetual now feels pity.
‘How on earth has their pride been hurt in the North… why are they trying to restore it like this?’
White Magelord, Selly Debella.
Yetual remembers that when her pride was hurt, she would act in this way to restore him.
‘He brags. To the point where it goes too far.’
And, in Yetual’s opinion, Seli’s current appearance has gone too far. Just by looking at the same story being repeated over and over again, I could get a sense of it.
“…White is better than black, so I am better than you…”
Yetual looked at Shelly with pity.
‘Now that I think about it, you said you were planning to drag Professor Rania into the White Magic Tower.’
I think I heard something like that.
And, judging by White’s appearance now… that plan must have failed miserably. And that too in a way that hurts white pride.
“···What is it? “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“It is nothing. “Just say it.”
“…I’m going to do it even if you don’t say that, right?”
Yetual sighed and listened to Celie’s words with one ear and let them go with the other.
‘When on earth is it coming?’
I sat here to see the disciple of the proud White Magic Tower master, but the boy showed no sign of coming to the waiting room.
“Baek, are you coming as your disciple?”
“···It’ll be here soon?”
“Did you tell us in advance?”
“no?”
“what?”
Yetual frowned.
“We didn’t even talk about it, so how did he find out and come here?”
“I am the teacher.”
What does that have to do with anything?
“Whenever Lark wins a duel, he always comes to his teacher first. “You know that I’m visiting again this time, so I’ll be back soon, right?”
How kind is our Lark?
Saying that, Celie shrugged her shoulders. There was quite a bit of strength in her shoulders.
“Just wait a little while and it will come soon! “Unlike other students, our Lark is a child who knows how to respect his teacher!”
Another 30 minutes passed.
Lark didn’t come.
