EP.41 Two people who look alike (2)
Torn shirt.
Professor Rania is sweating profusely.
“······.”
Ayla slowly opened her mouth.
“···It’s torn?”
Ayla’s voice is so low that even she is surprised. A low, eerie voice. Shocked by that voice, Professor Rania shook her shoulders.
Ayla raised her head.
I tilted my head, following Rania’s eyes moving back and forth. She asked, keeping eye contact.
“Why was it torn?”
Ayla’s eyes narrowed. Rania desperately avoided Ayla’s gaze and slowly opened her mouth.
“Well, that was during the battle…”
That voice is trembling.
Ayla spoke clearly.
“lie.”
“yes?”
“My gut is telling me the professor is lying.”
Of course, it’s a lie.
Her excellent intuition only reaches the realm of foresight, but she does not have a decent ability to read the dark sides of others.
So, I just gave it a try…
“Hiccup.”
Looking at that reaction, it was clear that it was a lie.
“Hmm.”
Ayla smiled.
The eyes are smiling, but the corners of the mouth are stiff.
‘You tore it up and ate it, right?’
“Hiccup.”
Seeing Rania hiccupping repeatedly and eventually starting to beat her chest, Ayla covered her mouth and burst into laughter.
‘It’s fun to tease.’
I took a breath and opened my mouth.
“It’s a lie. “I have good senses, but I can’t figure out whether someone is lying or not.”
“···Is that so?”
“Yes, but whatever… “Based on your reaction just now, I think it’s true that you lied.”
Ayla narrowed her eyes.
“I guess you didn’t like my gift? “Why are you tearing it up so blatantly?”
Rania’s shoulders trembled.
“no. “I made a mistake while doing the laundry…”
“yes? It’s made from thread woven with magical power, so it shouldn’t tear easily, right? “Aren’t you lying again?”
“······.”
Now I just keep my mouth shut. Ayla looked at her for a long moment, then sighed.
“Well, that could be true. So, are you here to show me this?”
“Yes, first of all, it is a gift from the royal family…”
He mutters that and shrugs his shoulders.
Are you worried about something like lese majeste?
That sight strangely stimulated Ayla’s sadistic nature. Ayla smiled her playful tone.
“Hmm.”
Ayla said, smoothing her shirt.
“I’ll send you a new one.”
“···yes?”
“I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to custom-make it since it’s already like this?”
“Custom-made… do you mean?”
“Yes, the size is a bit big, right? Well, that’s not a bad thing… but shouldn’t you have a set of clothes that fit you well?”
“Clap,” Ayla clapped.
Eventually, the door opens and maids line up in front of the door. Ayla said, pointing at them.
“Would you like to take your measurements when you leave?”
“···Do I really have to do it?”
“yes? I beg your pardon?”
“it’s nothing···.”
Rania bows her head.
She lowered her head and muttered, looking different from usual.
That appearance contrasts with his confident appearance on the podium and his unhesitating appearance even in front of demonic beasts.
‘It’s something new.’
I feel like I discovered a new side of myself.
Ayla smiled softly.
‘The first impression was completely different.’
Where I first met her.
The girl I first saw at the Royal Library felt very different from the girl I saw now.
When I first met her, she had the air of a scholar.
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It gave off an atmosphere similar to that of wizards who stay in the lab all day.
But, what about now?
Ayla remembers her appearance at the podium as a professor. The next thing that comes to mind is the image of her running wild among the demonic beasts like an animal.
‘He is a person with many unique charms.’
Thinking about that, Ayla chuckles and laughs.
“Which would be better…”
Ayla muttered and looked the woman in front of her up and down.
“Hmm.”
Rania felt something eerie for some reason in those eyes.
* *
What is the age difference between me and the princess?
Suddenly I think of something like that.
‘seven? eight?’
I don’t remember exactly, but I think it was probably around that time. Anyway, the age difference is not small.
Princess Ayla.
The moment I heard that name, what came to mind was a little girl who was only about ten years old. The girl I sometimes taught magic to.
Thinking of the little girl who was laughing brightly, I slowly raised my head. In front of her, a girl who is shedding her youthful t-shirt is sitting.
“Why are you doing this?”
She is still smiling.
However, that laughter is quite different from the laughter of 7 or 8 years ago. What should I say, it looks a little more evil.
‘Time is indifferent.’
This is where I feel old…
No, isn’t twenty-seven an old age?
“it’s nothing. “I’ll just go.”
Answering that, I slowly stood up. Since I can’t refuse the princess’s favor, I’ll have to take measurements.
“······.”
As I look at the maids gathered in front of the door, I can only sigh. I held back the sigh that was about to escape and walked towards that direction.
“Professor Rania.”
Suddenly, the princess called me.
I turned my head slightly and looked at her.
“hmm.”
She pursed her lips for a moment, then lowered her head. Her hair flowed down her platinum feet.
“Thank you for your help.”
She raised her head with a short thank you. I looked into her eyes.
Golden eyes filled with determination.
Those eyes looked strangely familiar.
‘Where did you see that?’
It wasn’t difficult to recall the memory.
Perhaps it is a memory from the time of the royal wizard’s betrayal that shook the royal capital.
-Raniel.
After the incident was over, the young princess who came to see me immediately lowered her head.
A head that should be heavier than anyone else’s.
Even though she was a member of the royal family, she bowed her head slightly. I thought that was her way of respecting others.
Even then, the girl spoke like this.
-Thank you for your help.
He looked at me with straight eyes that showed the same determination as now.
‘This one is the same.’
Even though seven years have passed, there are certainly things that have not changed.
A smile naturally spread across my lips.
‘What did I reply at that time?’
Probably, the answer was like this.
“I just did what I had to do.”
The princess opened her eyes wide at my answer.
I looked at her and nodded slightly.
“Okay, I’ll see you in the next class. And, please do your homework hard.”
“Wait… yes? What did you say?”
I stretched out my finger and pointed to the paper on the desk. This was the worksheet I handed out in the last lecture.
“They’re all blank, right?”
“No, that is…”
“It’s homework. “Let’s fill it all in and see you in class.”
Before the princess could say anything, I left the room. It seemed like I could hear her voice murmuring behind her.
2.
Celt, a traitor who carried out a terrorist attack on Aplia.
The interrogation of him continued for a while, but little information was obtained. That’s why he didn’t open his mouth until the end.
If that was the will of the Celts, they would have crushed them and made them open their mouths. However, this was unrelated to the will of the Celts.
The contracted demon took action.
The Celtic spirit had already been destroyed.
No matter how many times you interrogate them, the Celts say, ‘The Prophet will punish you.’ They just say things that don’t make sense.
In the end, the interrogation ended like that.
After handing over the Celts to the Holy Church, the knights began investigating the prophet.
Who is the ‘prophet’ the Celts spoke of?
There are a few hints about that.
One is that he belongs to Aplia.
Because, there is no way that Kelt, who worked in Aplia without a single day off, would have come into contact with other people.
These two must be quite capable.
Because, it would take a lot of skill to make a contract with a demon that can give you that much demon power.
Based on such evidence, the reporters selected a suspect. As a result, one person was selected as the most likely suspect.
There was frequent contact with the Celts.
A person with considerable skills.
A professor whom Kelt had as an assistant professor of combat magic, and a former direct superior of Kelt.
‘Professor of Combat Magic, McHeart.’
The eyes of the knights are focused on him.
Professors also look at him with suspicion.
He was a professor who usually had a bad reputation. He had no professor to take his side.
An investigation into him has also begun.
In a way, it was natural for him to be called to the knights’ station.
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“So, how many times have I told you that I have nothing to do with that guy? “You guys are doubting me now!”
Machart raised his voice.
The veins on his neck stood out.
“How could you do this to me!”
“Keep your voice down, Professor McHart.”
“Do I look humble? Look, I am a knight of this country who also stood on the battlefield. “Can’t you see this injury?”
He shouts, rolling up his forearms and pointing to a long scar.
“I! Do you know how many demons you killed on the battlefield? “While you were talking haha in the capital, I was cutting down demonic beasts on the battlefield!”
“I understand, please…”
“That’s what I’m going to do!”
Machart is a person with high pride as a knight.
For now, he has quit his job as a knight and is working as a professor at Aplia, but in a corner of his heart, he feels proud of being a ‘participating knight’.
‘But, I sided with the demons?’
This is a ridiculous slander.
McHart found it difficult to bear the insult.
“Very unpleasant!”
“I haven’t yet confirmed that you are a traitor, Professor McHart. Calm down and talk a little…”
“In the first place, I defeated the demon beast with you. “But, I’m a renegade?”
That was true.
Machart flatly refused the knights’ suggestion to go to the spell training room and protect the students, and followed the knights to eliminate the magical beasts.
“Is there anything more to say!”
The knights were tired of Machart’s stubbornness. Before being a professor, McHart was a knight from a prestigious family.
‘It’s so noisy.’
I think so in my heart, but even the drivers know that it is not good to push things like this.
“I guess I’ll just go!”
There is no clear evidence right now. In the end, the knights had no choice but to let Machart go.
‘That’s ridiculous.’
Machart, who left the garrison, gritted his teeth. He didn’t really like this situation.
‘I was the one who took the lead in eradicating the demonic beasts.’
In reality, there is no praise given to oneself.
All we hear is the story of a new professor who subdued a traitor in the spell training room.
‘Are you sure it was Rania Van Trias?’
Even McHart has heard that name.
‘A new professor who gave a lecture in the main auditorium.’
McHart also saw the lecture.
Certainly, he was an excellent wizard in theory. However, McHart, who has experience on the battlefield, knows that theory is not everything.
A place where you clash with the devil’s army.
The front line where the human world and the demon world meet.
There is no perfect theory there. The only thing you can trust is your intuition and improvisation.
“Tsk.”
Machart clicked his tongue briefly.
There is a difference like heaven and earth between a wizard who has experienced the battlefield and a wizard who has not. At least, McHart thinks so.
‘But, a kid who has never even experienced a battlefield goes around bragging about having subdued a traitor?’
In McHart’s view, the girl named Rania was nothing more than a child who had never experienced a real fight, let alone a battlefield.
Look at those slender limbs.
Even if it encounters just one troll on the battlefield, it cries and blows and covers the floor for a long time.
“What kind of kid is that? Take down a traitor with one blow?”
That’s ridiculous.
Machart, who was not in the spell training room at the time, did not believe the rumor. Rumors are naturally exaggerated.
‘Look, I guess I got help from professors around me.’
As McHart walked down the hallway with that in mind, the academic bulletin board suddenly caught his eye.
– Apply for observation classes.
Application forms are posted for assistant professors to observe this professor’s classes.
“hmm.”
As McHart glances through it, the name of an assistant professor suddenly appears.
-Rania Van Trias.
– Desire to participate in class.
Many professors have already written their classes in that box. Mac Hart snorted and took out his fan.
-Battle Magic / McHeart.
He then writes his own name above the names of other professors.
‘I have to show this kid who doesn’t even know what a battlefield battle mage is.’
McHeart let out a bitter laugh.
3.
Early moning.
“·····.”
“·····.”
Master and I looked at the box on the table. It is a box with the royal emblem engraved on it.
“Master.”
“What is it, Raniel?”
I pointed to the box.
“…Why, doesn’t it seem louder than last time?”
“You’re making a fuss about the royal family’s emblem. “Be careful what you say, Raniel.”
Although he said so, Master also glanced at the box he received last time on the display case. Then he looks at the box on the desk again.
“······.”
It seemed like he probably had similar thoughts as me.
“Whoa…”
Master sighed and muttered.
“···It seems like the princess likes you very much.”
“Iknow, right···.”
I don’t know why, but Princess Ayla seems to be particularly interested in me.
“Then let’s open it.”
“yes.”
I opened the box carefully.
Inside the box were neatly folded clothes. Take them out one by one.
“This looks like a cape.”
A dark blue cloak.
It looks like a luxurious material.
“Does this look like a vest?”
It is a vest made of a material similar to a cape.
It has eight golden buttons.
“Put your pants on there…”
When I lift up my pants, there are clothes at the bottom of the box. I took it out.
A neatly folded pure white shirt.
When I opened my shirt, a small note fell out.
“hmm.”
There was a single sentence written on the note.
-Don’t tear it this time.
I thought it was a letter left by the princess.
I smiled bitterly and put the letter on the table.
“It’s not a robe.”
“It looks more like a suit.”
Master looked at the clothes and nodded slightly. He seemed very satisfied.
“Still, I was thinking of giving you a suit to maintain your dignity as a professor, but it turned out well.”
Suddenly, Master touched the table.
“I guess I can wear this when I lecture.”
“I found the robe comfortable…”
“Of course a robe would be more comfortable. However, you need to be appropriately nervous when standing in front of students.”
It seemed like you said something similar last time.
“Such little things come together to make a good professor. “Take care of yourself this time.”
“Yes I will.”
“If by any chance I tear this one up…”
Master narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, blue lightning appears on the fingers tapping the table.
“I believe you will understand even if I don’t say anything.”
gulp.
I swallowed dry saliva and nodded.
“···I’ll be careful.”
A word from the author (author review)
Previously, I personally outsourced the concept art to the artist who drew Rania’s fan art!
That outfit you drew as fan art!
These are the new clothes Ayla sent me!
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