EP.18 Placement Test (2)
Black Magic Tower Lord Yetual is a flexible person.
Quick to judge the situation. Not very knowledgeable. Pursue efficiency rather than form. Not bound by rules.
They are different from the elders who sit in high positions and become conservative and rigid.
Yetual always pursued only the benefits of the Mage Tower. Even if it is against morality. He did not hesitate even if it meant incurring public outrage.
‘So, you could have found that child.’
Belnoa, the nightmare of twilight, who destroyed twilight.
The best talent Yetual has discovered.
Recalling his first meeting with that child, Yetual let out a bitter laugh.
Yetual did not have a negative perception of the organization that stayed in the slums. Of course I know they are dirty. We also know that these people engage in illegal activities.
But what does that mean?
In the black market there, you can obtain materials that are not commonly available. As long as you pay them, they will not hesitate to do any dirty work. To Yetual, twilight was just a nice word to use.
Then one day it happened.
As always, Yetual stopped by the slums to buy ingredients. There was something strange about the slums that day.
The horse lantern that lights up the slums is broken.
The smell of blood is mixed with the thick darkness of the alley.
The organization member who was providing guidance is nowhere to be seen.
-Hook.
and.
-Phew, wow!
The sound of something being struck somewhere and something splashing is constantly heard.
-Slap.
When I approached the center of the sound.
Yetual faced a boy.
‘ghost.’
A boy standing alone on a pile of sheets, covered in blood all over his body. Yetu Al clearly remembers how the boy was like a ghost to him.
With this child, it is possible.
This child, whose talent blossomed even in the dirty back alleys, can chase after Raniel’s shadow.
Yetual will never forget the thrill he felt that day.
“A lot of people get mistaken.”
Recalling that day, Yetual smiles bitterly.
People in the world often make this mistake. The story of Belnoa’s destruction of Twilight is said to have occurred after he became a disciple of the Black Tower Lord.
However, the reality is different.
Belnoa was a complete monster even before he became Yetual’s disciple. The boy destroyed the slums without learning anything.
‘It was a monster.’
A child who hasn’t even learned anything properly.
The twilight that had dominated the slums for decades was destroyed. His ghost-like talent is unrivaled.
“It is said that the White Magic Tower lord raised the Grand Duke of the North.”
There is a rumor going around that the Archduke of the North will be the strongest among the new students. There is a rumor going around among wizards that if he were to enter combat, there would be no one who could defeat him.
“It’s a funny story.”
Yetual laughs at the rumor.
This is a story about not being able to see Belnoa.
Yes, I might lose in a head-to-head match. However, if it is a ‘real battle’, if it is a fight to kill.
Belnoa is not pushed by anyone.
“Hmm.”
Yetual stroked his chin and looked at the documents on the table. Progress on placement tests. As he requested, Belnoa faces Lark alone.
‘This is your chance to flatten White’s nose.’
Yetual, who was smiling bitterly, suddenly saw an item in the document.
“···huh?”
Items that would have originally been blank.
In the northern section assigned to Belnoir and Lark, the space for the assistant professor who will be in charge of that section has been filled.
‘···Is there someone who can take charge of that?’
Wouldn’t an assistant professor be a good position to hold? At least a professor should come to mediate the fight.
‘It looks like a kid with a really swollen liver.’
With the intention of checking the name, Yetual moved his gaze to the name filled in.
And then.
“ah?”
Yetual briefly stiffens.
‘Rani… ah… ?’
Rania van Trias.
Yetual’s eyes slightly wavered after seeing the name. But even that lasts a while, Yetual quickly resolves the situation.
‘···Is it possible to implement the plan?’
A plan that was put forward. Is it necessary to revise the plan to use the test as an excuse to mess with the white disciple?
In his mind, Yetual imagines Belnoir, Lark, and assistant professor Rania in one place. No, he didn’t even need to stop.
Just by thinking about the skills of the girl I saw on the podium, the answer comes easily.
The amount of orders she has in stock.
Dozens or hundreds of orders that were completely under control.
‘At least, a skill comparable to that of the Gray Magic Tower Master.’
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He is a person with considerable skills.
‘Is it possible to activate Belnoa’s spell under the watchful eye of someone like that?’
No, that would be impossible.
No matter how much Belnoa crawled, I never thought I would be able to do anything in front of her.
‘No matter what happens, you have the confidence to control it.’
Since I have that confidence, I guess I took charge of that section.
It is a reasonable confidence that comes from ability.
“Whoa…”
Yetual touched his temple and sighed.
“…I guess I’ll have to change my plan.”
I had planned to use the pretext of a test to touch White’s best disciple… but if this happens, the story will be a little different.
‘There’s no need to get upset already.’
Yetual took out the letter.
It was a letter to his student.
2.
Two days from the entrance ceremony.
I was having a leisurely day every day. Every day is new.
Aplia Academy.
This academy, the best academy in the capital, had facilities beyond my imagination.
Isn’t there some former royal chef who made the learning?
Isn’t the artisan at the famous alchemy workshop brewing coffee? There seems to be no end to the luxury and extravagance of the facility.
How in the world was it possible for meals to come out on time and warmly?
That alone was a luxury for me. Forgetting cold canned food was common on the battlefield.
“We’re here, Professor.”
“Ah, thank you.”
I sipped the coffee the store owner had brewed, rested my chin and looked out the window.
The sun shining languidly is warm.
The flower petals flutter in the blowing wind.
It looks so peaceful that I feel like I’m slowly getting used to this unfamiliar scenery.
“I feel drowsy.”
Enjoying some leisurely time, I looked out the window. Teaching assistants are rarely seen among students walking around the campus.
‘···There are no other undead.’
Sunken eyes.
When I look at these people walking limply with limp limbs, my first thought is pity.
What am I… I don’t know if my teacher is considerate, but he only gives me the right amount of work, so I’m enjoying a leisurely life, but I think that’s normal when it comes to teaching assistants.
‘Ah, so you just cut me to pieces whenever you saw me?’
If you work hard and live like that, it’s worth it.
-Well, Assistant Professor Rania seems to be relaxed?
-yes?
-Have you completed all the documents you were assigned to? You’ve been going to cafes lately, and can often be seen on benches in the school. So leisurely…
-You submitted it yesterday?
-···yes?
The corner of his mouth was shaking whenever he saw me… What was that name? Was it Cesar?
‘He also lived a very tiring life.’
They kept nagging me about how thorough the supervision of the division should be, and that I should be prepared to take responsibility if anyone gets injured… but to be honest, it wasn’t advice that really resonated with me.
‘Watching the kids fight, if you feel like someone is going to die, shouldn’t you just stop them?’
Unfortunately.
I have experience mediating such fights. A lot of that too.
-Are you keeping your distance from Kyle? Are all elves as vulgar and lewd as you?
-Isn’t the saint a person who only loves God? Do you mind? A shallow human being.
Even at the beginning of the trip, Sara and Remia were fighting to the point of rage over Kyle.
-There’s nothing this little bitch can’t say?
-There’s nothing this fanatic bitch can’t say?
·····.
-Are you saying you want to end it today?
-Aha, can you run around properly?
hmm.
‘It was terrible.’
Arrows are flying everywhere.
A holy magic, like a Holy Missile or something, that causes limbs to explode when hit, fills the sky.
‘If you think about it, Sarah, I think she used more Holy Missiles on Remia than on the demons.’
Every time the two fought, I suddenly remembered how dumbfounded it was to see their skill level increase.
It was probably like that until about three months into the trip, right?
Four months later, after Kyle, Sarah, and Remia moved into a luxurious lodging together, the fighting stopped a bit…
‘uh? When you think about it, does it suck?’
Maybe they should have just left one person behind.
“Ugh.”
I smiled bitterly at a thought that suddenly occurred to me. I don’t know why people still live like that when there is no one to stand guard.
Well, I guess they will take care of it.
As I was sipping my coffee while thinking such nonsense, I suddenly heard a clanging sound. When I turned my head, there was a customer entering the cafe.
“·····.”
I look at the customer.
He too was looking at me.
Pure white hair, a slightly sharp look.
And the ax handle tied to his waist.
It was like I had seen it somewhere before.
‘Ah, the four freshmen representatives.’
Battlemage Lark, son of the Grand Duke of the North.
As I was thinking of that name, he suddenly began to tremble.
-Hiccup.
And then he starts to hiccup.
Lark, who was continuously hiccuping as if he was pretending to do something, suddenly turned his head away from me. It seemed as if he was blatantly avoiding eye contact.
‘···Why is it like that?’
For a long time, Lark was wandering around the entrance.
The poor store owner spoke to him.
“Student over there.”
“Well, something.”
“Why don’t you at least place an order when you come in? Is there anything in particular you want to drink?”
In response to the storekeeper’s question, Lark turned his eyes here and there and then spoke in a quiet voice.
“Black…black water.”
“what?”
“Well, I want to drink the black water that the author over there is drinking.”
“…Are you talking about coffee?”
“···I think that’s what they called it.”
He’s not normal either.
Suddenly a thought occurred to me.
3.
Lark, son of the Grand Duke of the North.
Having spent 17 years of his life in the snowy mountains of the north, he has been experiencing something called ‘civilization’ since entering Aplia.
‘The royal capital is also diverse.’
I felt like I understood a little why my father told me to stay in the royal capital.
‘Really, was I a frog in the well?’
It’s full of things I don’t know.
Just new things.
However, Lark was enjoying it.
This was because of the lessons he had received from northern warriors since he was young.
– Master, don’t be afraid of new things.
-If you stay in the north, your head will become hard. There’s no problem since we just have to swing the sword… but shouldn’t you go to a bigger place?
The warriors laughed cheerfully and advised us not to stop seeing and learning new things.
It was only natural that Lark, who was wandering around the school, remembering the lessons they had given him, was drawn to the cafe.
‘If it’s a cafe, it’s definitely…’
It must be a place that sells ‘black water’, which the northern warriors introduced as a drink that only wise intellectuals could drink.
“hmm.”
Lark nodded slightly and walked into the cafe with confident steps. Even I, who attend Aplia, the highest academy in the capital, can now be called an intellectual.
‘I want to drink that black water.’
Lark stepped into the cafe like that.
“···!”
The sight of a wild beast curled up in a corner of the cafe took my breath away.
“… .?”
The beast is looking at itself.
Those blue eyes feel like those of a wild beast encountered on a snowy mountain in the middle of the night.
“Hiccup.”
Suppressing a hiccup, Lark turned his head.
‘That person is definitely…’
Professor Rossell’s Assistant Professor, Rania Van Trias.
It must be the mysterious strongman we encountered before.
‘I can’t believe we met so quickly…’
Lark trembled.
He hurriedly turned to leave the cafe, but the moment he placed his hand on the doorknob, the voices of the warriors rang in Lark’s ears.
-It’s a warrior’s shame to show his back!
-You don’t die while running, and you don’t die while fighting. Fight back and win, master!
indeed.
“hmm!”
Lark took a deep breath and raised his head. He proudly orders ‘black water’, Ji Seong-in’s drink, from the store owner who is looking at him.
“I’m here, student.”
“Thank you.”
While holding the drink, Lark looks at the wild beast. The beast doesn’t seem to be interested in him, and is just looking out his window.
‘Fear is something to overcome.’
Lark nodded loudly and confidently headed to the seat next to the beast with black water.
widely!
He makes a loud noise and sits down next to him.
Eventually, the beast slowly turns its head.
“Hello, hello.”
“… Yes?”
“This is a new student this semester, Lac Van Grace.”
As a student, you must know how to respect your professors.
Lark bowed his head in greeting. It took a lot of mental energy just to make eye contact, but Lark was satisfied that he had finished the greeting anyway.
Maybe it was because I was nervous, but my throat kept burning.
Lark swallowed the black water in one gulp.
‘It’s hot!’
But it is bearable.
Lark emptied a third of it in one go and frowned at the bitter taste filling his mouth.
“Ugh.”
It’s tasteless.
Do intellectuals in the royal capital drink this tasteless stuff?
‘This is also unknown.’
Lark nodded, “Hmm.”
