EP.171 Madman and Nightmare (1)
‘It’s going smoothly.’
Three days after starting the special lecture, I suddenly had this thought.
Mana’s trading professor’s office.
I was flipping through the report page by page with my legs up on the table. It may be an act of pride if the teacher sees it, but whatever. Master is not there now.
“Hmph, huh.”
I hummed.
‘What should I do when this position is the most comfortable?’
Posture with your legs on the table, your head slightly tilted back, and your body relaxed. It’s a posture that everyone has tried at least once, but it’s a posture that they may have quit after being nagged by their parents or elders because it’s frivolous and frivolous. However, as is the case with all things in the world, truth resides in the most humble things.
‘It’s the most comfortable position. It’s the truth.’
A wizard is a being who must always pursue the truth.
I was just doing my duty as a wizard.
fluttering.
The reports that were turned over one after another are already coming to an end.
I focused my attention on the last page of the report. It didn’t take long to check the remaining information.
“hmm.”
“Thump,” I muttered, putting down the report.
“It’s neat.”
Conjecture, hypothesis, proof, conclusion.
All processes proceed smoothly. It was perfect. It was a flawlessly clean report.
“I wonder who will be the next magic tower lord.”
The next Mage Tower owner, Resty Eleanoa.
The report she posted was very satisfactory. Even though she had only taught one class, Resty seemed to be getting the hang of it.
‘He’s a kid with some brains.’
There is a group of people who can awaken ten things by saying just one thing.
Resty was just like that. I smiled as I looked at the ‘speculations’ that Resti had not yet proven and which he plans to address in his next report.
“There’s no need to worry about Resti…”
The only thing left is Chloe.
I glanced at the assignment Chloe submitted early this morning. Since I was told to submit the assignment as soon as I finished it, I think I submitted as much as I could…
“…Are you doing it faster than I thought?”
The amount was quite large.
What I gave was a week’s worth of homework.
And, with about three days left, the assignment Chloe submitted this morning… at first glance, was about 80%.
‘It doesn’t seem like it was done on a whim.’
This is a task that was done by underlining with colored pencil. Although the submitted report was insufficient compared to Resty, it was still enough to give it a passing grade.
“oh···.”
I was secretly impressed.
It seemed like my expectations were wrong. Since it has been less than a year since I learned spells from the Black Tower Master, I was planning on teaching him from the basics. However, looking at the situation, it didn’t seem necessary.
‘I think we can move forward right away at this level.’
Seeing that he was able to immediately use what was taught to him, it seemed like he had a good head for studying.
“hmm.”
I smoothed my chin.
Although it was only the first week, I adjusted the amount of assignments a bit, but I thought that at this rate, I could advance the plan a little.
‘I originally planned to increase it step by step.’
I was planning to increase it all at once and then increase it step by step to prevent it from spreading without being able to adapt…
“Is this okay?”
It might be okay to extend it a little more next class.
It was a satisfactory result in many ways.
The plan to raise a warrior was progressing smoothly.
‘This is enough.’
I turned my head and looked at the clock.
The appointment time was approaching.
‘I guess I should go out now.’
Crack.
I gathered the sheets of paper lined up on the desk and tapped them on the desk a couple of times to straighten them out. I pushed each pile of paper into a corner of the desk and pushed the desk straight with the soles of my feet.
Grumble.
After pulling the chair back to make space, I bucked my hips and stood up. All movements proceed smoothly. It was a move that could be called perfect.
“after.”
It was around this time that I let out a short breath and smiled inwardly in satisfaction at the perfect movement.
“You do a lot of tricks, you do tricks.”
I heard a voice from behind me.
Shocked, I looked back with my shoulders shaking… and saw Master standing leaning against the open door.
“Uh, um…”
“Why don’t you try more? “Wouldn’t it be cool and nice to come out doing some somersaults?”
My face turned red.
No, why would you come at this time?
“Well, where did you start seeing it?”
“I’ve been watching you since you put your feet up on the table and bobbed your head from side to side.”
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“No, just say it…”
“I was trying to see how far it would go.”
Master shook his head.
Hehe, after sighing briefly, Master asked me a vague question.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to pick you up.”
“Are you talking about the wizard from that foreign country?”
A wizard visiting Aplia from a foreign country.
The visit of the madman, Kelhalm, was packaged like that. Only a very few people knew the truth. I nodded slowly.
“…The fact that you came at this time was already a bit suspicious.”
Master touched his forehead.
“Seeing as you went out to meet him in person, I guess you are not a normal person.”
“Uh… does that happen?”
“Nine times out of ten, something happens that you get involved with. Well, I won’t ask for the details. However, I ask you one thing…”
Master had a serious expression on his face.
“Rania, I hope you don’t become noisy from the beginning of the semester. Remain peaceful and without disturbance. “I’m just asking you not to cause an accident.”
I nodded.
I also had no intention of making a fuss about Aplia.
‘I don’t know if it will be peaceful, but without any fuss. quietly. ‘I’m going to handle it without being noticed, so…’
Isn’t that right there?
If there were no witnesses, it was handled quietly.
“Then I’ll be back.”
“Okay, come back.”
I pass by the teacher and head out of the professor’s office.
When I took out the magic tool from my pocket, I saw that it was constantly blinking. A magic tool exchanged with Kalt early on. The meeting place was indicated there.
[Arrived in 30 minutes.]
The madman, Kelhalm.
He was approaching Aplia.
2.
‘Should I hit him?’
Tracker Kalt has been lamenting his situation a lot these days. I have no complaints about retiring from the battlefield and working as a Hound.
‘The salary is good, the treatment is good, there is honor, there is power…’
It is a job that has everything.
It’s a really good job because I can utilize my aptitude. His colleagues call him ‘senior’ and respect him for having once worked with the warriors.
‘No problems with relationships at work.’
Everything is good.
However, there was one problem…
‘a lot of works!’
There was a lot of work. There are too many.
No matter how I thought about it, there was a problem with the workload. It feels like incidents are happening one after another these days. Although most of them were related to ‘old seniors’… this was not the case.
King Seong’s magic tool suspension incident.
Collapse of communication network with battlefield.
To solve it, all the capital’s personnel stepped up. Knights, including Hound, were spending their busy days transporting new magic tools to the front lines and maintaining communication networks.
Meanwhile, another incident occurred.
One of the adepts who had been quiet until now announced his intention to visit the capital. It’s an intention to visit… but in reality, it’s closer to a notification.
‘Because most superhumans can’t communicate.’
Superhumans, those who have overcome walls.
They lose something in return for exceeding human limits. Loss creates distortion. Most superhumans often had some kind of mental problem.
‘Actually, it would be more correct to say that overcoming the wall by losing it…’
Anyway, superhumans are self-righteous beings.
What they mean by expressing their intention is… ‘I will do it this way, so don’t get in the way and make a way.’ It was like declaring. And, it is not at all easy to voice opposition to that declaration. really.
A superman is a being beyond humans.
These are beings that can only be stopped by a superhuman or a hero. The royal family also knew well that nothing good could come from going against their wishes.
Therefore, I tend to listen to most requests. Because it will work out cheaper that way.
‘Still, isn’t this a bit dangerous?’
Kalt had all his senses alert and was watching his back. Behind Kalt, there was a superman walking along with him.
The capital, that is Aplia Academy.
A superman who expressed his intention to visit there.
‘There is no problem with Aplia’s visit itself.’
The problem is the existence of the superhuman who made that declaration.
Kalt looks back for a moment. He saw the superhuman he had been entrusted with as a guide looking in this direction.
The madman, Kelhalm.
A superman who broke down walls with his madness.
A being that requires more attention than any other superhuman.
Originally, he was prohibited from entering the royal road. However, for some reason, permission was not granted this time. Kalt couldn’t understand the current situation.
‘What on earth were you thinking when you gave permission?’
A bomb, a bomb capable of blowing up an entire city, was brought into the center of the kingdom.
“Whoa…”
Kalt let out a short breath and stopped walking.
“Someone from Aplia will arrive soon to guide you. “Please wait here for a moment.”
“is it.”
Kelhalm answered in a voice that could not be heard. In the middle of the forest. Kelhalm was standing there, neither leaning against the tree nor sitting on the stump.
“······.”
Kalt sat down on the stump and observed Kelhalm in silence.
‘The madman, Kelhalm.’
He was a superhuman who I had encountered several times on the battlefield.
However, Kalt still did not know about the person called Kelhalm.
‘Appears to be mid to late twenties.’
He is a person who appears to be around his own age.
He appeared to be a young man in his twenties, but his actual age, from what Kalt remembered, was around one hundred and thirty years old. It was about a century ago that his hometown, Artia, the academy city of magic, disappeared into the backwaters of history.
I heard a rumor that they slaughtered spirits and extended their lifespan with the blood? I don’t know the details, but it was clear that his lifespan had been extended by some means.
‘He is an unpleasant person.’
Kalt evaluates Kalhalm that way.
He is a person whose inner thoughts cannot be read.
He is a person whose thoughts are unknown and what principles of action he follows. The most unknown thing is those eyes.
‘Gray eyes.’
Those eyes are infinitely cool.
Eyes that feel like they are empty.
Expressionless, indifferent, empty. He was a person worthy of such words. It sometimes feels like a doll that moves according to commands.
“It looks like you’re here.”
Kalt was watching Kelhalm without letting down his guard. Kelhalm raised his arms. He stretched out his finger and pointed to a certain place.
“Is that person?”
Kalt turned his head.
Someone was walking from the other side of the forest. Although the distance is quite long, the character’s features are clearly visible even from a distance.
Gray hair.
It’s like a symbol, shaking in the wind. Maintaining her steady pace, she approached Kalt’s side.
“Good job, Kalt.”
Tuktuk, she touches Kalt’s shoulder for a moment and passes him. Wherever she walked, there was Kelhalm standing in the middle of the forest.
chin.
She stops in front of Kelhalm.
She bent down slightly, looked around at Kelhalm, and opened her mouth with a faint smile.
“The shell hasn’t broken yet?”
“······.”
Kelhalm frowned at those words.
It was the first significant change in expression he saw.
“Do you know me?”
“I know.”
The madman asks a question, and the gray wizard answers.
One question and one answer go back and forth. The two look at each other. Blue eyes and gray eyes reflect each other’s colors at a distance of one step.
“Kelhalm Bel Artia.”
Rania stretched out her hand, calling the name.
As if asking for a handshake.
“I am Rania Van Trias. “I am the one who will guide you.”
