Episode 241
Chapter 7
Tieleman, who was staying at the hotel, came out.
It wasn’t that the air inside was bad or anything.
Of course, it’s not like I’m smoking or anything like that.
I just came out to get some fresh air.
Despite his calm appearance, he had a lot on his mind.
Tieleman thought.
‘Can we win?’
I heard that Jack Valantier is not participating in the competition.
Honestly, it feels weird to participate.
That’s foul play.
No, this isn’t at the level of foul play, a monster that uses quantable casting is participating in a competition between kids?
There was no need to say anything more.
Tieleman, sitting on the bench, slowly raised his head.
The moon split in half.
I think that’s what’s called a crescent moon, but strangely random thoughts kept running through my head.
‘I heard that the standards of Ishmael Academy and Cradle Academy in particular are extremely high.’
Strictly speaking, the Teslan Academy, or rather the Milos Academy, is currently at a very poor level compared to the academies of other kingdoms.
In other academies, at least one or two 5th circle mana users emerge every graduation season, and recently, Ishmael and Yoram have had as many as four 5th circle users emerge.
But what about the Milos Academy?
does not exist.
In particular, since all 5-circle mana users will be participating in this tournament, things are bound to be complicated for Tielemans, a 4-circle mana user.
in other words.
Tieleman was aiming for the title.
‘Phew.’
Tieleman, who was quietly catching his breath, had a strange feeling for a moment.
As if something.
I feel like someone is after me.
As I turned my head slightly to the side, there was a mirror on the wall.
It was definitely in that mirror.
Behind the bench where Tieleman is sitting.
Two men hiding in an alley.
And the presence of people is felt from the large tree in front.
A total of three.
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Tieleman thought.
What are these people?
I stood up from the bench as if I didn’t know and walked towards the alley.
At that moment, I was trying to pass through the alley as if I didn’t know anything.
Thud-!
As expected, someone attacks Tieleman from behind.
Even though this situation arose, Tieleman did nothing to respond.
Because.
Because everyone, including this person and the people behind him, were all ordinary people.
“Don’t say anything, shh.”
Tieleman tilted his head.
Have I ever caused anyone a grudge?
There wasn’t any.
I just nodded silently and the two men behind me approached me.
“Let’s move first.”
Among them, a man with bushy hair tapped Thieleman on the head.
“I have a lot to ask. Let’s go quietly.”
Tieleman nodded again.
People often make mistakes.
Mana users, especially circle 4 mana users, are classified as combat troops when war breaks out.
3 civilians?
Even if 30 people came, Tieleman was able to subdue them with ease.
So I just stay still.
If there was a reason to wonder what on earth these people were doing, it could be a reason.
What the heck?
* * *
Thieleman was a very gentle and quiet student.
A student who doesn’t get angry easily, and when a situation arises, rather than trying to resolve it forcefully, he just watches.
Little by little, Tieleman felt himself getting angry.
Knock- knock-
Pfft- Pfft-
Because this guy with bushy hair has been hitting my head for a while now.
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Of course it didn’t hurt.
But the feeling was dirty.
The place they moved to was a hole in the corner of the castle wall.
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Tieleman thought seriously.
If I leave the territory like this, where will I go?
I was already starting to get a little annoyed, and since I wasn’t getting any answers no matter what I asked, I thought this would be enough.
At that time, I was slowly trying to raise my mana.
-Stop.
A familiar voice was heard.
No.
Is it correct to say that I heard it?
It was that kind of feeling like it was piercing straight into your head?
-If you feel like you’re going to stray, tell Benedict. Are you going through puberty?
Tieleman closed his mouth and turned his head.
There was no one at the back.
-It’s not there, it’s above. Don’t bother checking.
Only then did Tieleman, who was about to say something, fail to do so.
Phew-!
Because once again, the palm of the buffalo’s hand hit the back of his head.
“Why are you suddenly looking back? Are there any other ‘top’ kids besides you? If there are, tell me quickly. Actually, it doesn’t matter if you tell me. Do you know why?”
There’s no way I know.
Was it just that, I wasn’t interested.
The man seemed to perceive Thieleman’s sullen expression differently.
“In our home base.”
The bald head smiles sinisterly.
“There are as many as 7 circle mana users.”
Tieleman was convinced by Dubuckmeori’s reaction.
That Jack’s voice that I can hear in my head right now is only heard by me.
How do you use this?
Message sending magic?
It was when Tieleman was worried.
-Look at this. Your name is Tieleman, right?
Let’s nod slightly.
-You were having fun alone? Come with me. Let’s watch together.
Jack’s voice seemed a little muffled.
I had a feeling it was a mistake.
You can’t even imagine what that guy would do if he got angry.
So, Tieleman quietly passed through the hole and moved outside the wall.
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Jack, floating in the sky, looks down at Tieleman and three unidentified men.
The gaze was very cold, just as Thieleman had guessed.
* * *
Usually, users of the 7th circle mana are treated fairly in any country.
But that was it.
Mana users above the 7th circle.
8th circle, 9th circle, and master.
If you live under them and clean their shoes, you will inevitably be overcome by a sense of inferiority.
Occasionally, high-circle mana users belonging to famous mercenary groups will leave the group, and Dorian was one of them.
I felt inferiority complex and anxious about the mediocre 7th circle.
Clearly, Dorian was one of those people.
Why go through all that trouble to miss something?
Why suffer under someone else?
Rather than belonging to a noble family and doing odd jobs to save face.
Wouldn’t it be better to live freely?
In common parlance, he wanted to become a king.
But is that possible?
Even if Dorian cannot become a king, can’t he live like a king?
I thought about it that way, traveled the world, and eventually found my own way.
The leader of a bandit group.
You can loot, steal, and take like an outlaw without having to struggle.
Of course, since the circle was quite large, we were able to avoid the crisis.
A fact that everyone overlooks is that people don’t really care about the misfortunes of others.
By using that psychology, being good at flattering, and maintaining a strong relationship with the guards of the territory where he was active, he was able to succeed as the leader of a group of 200 bandits.
Dorian was now embarrassed.
“what?”
“I am a student at Milos Academy. I am a fourth year student and belong to the Faculty of Magic.”
“… … .”
“Let me repeat that we are currently en route to the Kingdom of Ishmael. We stopped at the Bilton Estate for a rest, and the carriage you saw was not the one above, but just the one carrying the Academy students, and the carriage that made the loud noise was where they were putting their necessities. The reason there was no marking on the carriage was that the Academy’s name was recently changed from Teslan to Milos. We are currently researching new patterns to match the name, so we simply erased the Teslan markings that were previously in use. However, it would be difficult to use temporary ones, so there were no markings. Do you understand now?”
Dorian was really embarrassed.
It’s not because of anything else.
Academy.
Well then, no way.
“Is that guy named Jack Valantier with you too?”
Tieleman pauses for a moment and nods.
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Then Dorian’s gaze turned to the side.
A bob cut.
I wave lightly at Junk, the tormentor who brought Tieleman here. He approaches.
After that.
Something more interesting than I expected happened.
Dorian’s fist began to become filled with mana.
That fist.
Ss …
Plop-!
I just smashed the junk’s head off.
Dorian slowly got up from his seat and helped Tieleman up with his own hands.
“We made a mistake.”
“… … .”
“Academy student, your name was Tieleman, right? Looks like that bald guy mistook you for someone else.”
Very quick cut-off.
The reason Dorian was able to live so long was because he was very quick to cut off his hands.
“I don’t know how to apologize for this, but is there anything wrong with your body? If there is, tell me. I’ll treat it right away.”
His gaze shifts slightly to the back.
There was a man there with his robe turned inside out.
He must be one of the bandits.
Tieleman shook his head.
Dorian smiles brightly at the expression that there is no injury.
“Then nothing happened to us. Right?”
Tieleman tilted his head, then nodded.
“Okay. Let’s keep today’s incident as a light-hearted incident in our memories. I’ll take you back to the dorms you were in earlier. Go quickly. The students will be waiting.”
There was something uneasy about Tieleman.
“I’m just curious, what would you have done if I hadn’t been an academy student?”
At that moment, Dorian’s expression darkened.
“Hey, young man.”
“… … .”
“Just go when they let you go quietly. You don’t want to get your head blown off like that kid just now.”
to be honest.
If it were anyone else, they would have been trembling in fear at this point.
How could you not be afraid when a 7th circle mana user is threatening you right in front of you?
But it wasn’t Tieleman.
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It may be because he has a very calm personality, but who is behind him now?
None other than Jack Valantier.
That ridiculous man who single-handedly devoured the country and beats up all the Master and High Circle users is right behind you.
Tieleman chuckles.
“Are you laughing? The young man is out of the boat. Do you really want to lose him?”
Tieleman found the situation really funny.
“Can you really kill me?”
“… … .”
“A group of bandits, people who have no intention of working for themselves but fill their bellies by stealing from others, and who easily commit murder and rape to do so. That’s you. Are you really scared?”
Strictly speaking, these bandits were not attacking the Academy students.
So, this is the moment when we have the opportunity to completely negate any connection with the Academy and pretend like nothing happened.
“I hate you bastards. You belittle other people’s efforts, steal what other people have accomplished, ruin innocent families, and then laugh and talk like nothing happened.”
Despite being a provocation, there was sincerity in it.
If it had been the usual Dorian, he would have immediately exploded Tieleman’s head, but not now.
Dorian had no intention of continuing the conversation.
He nods to his men and they approach Tieleman.
“You bastards, you damned bastards, worse than worms.”
Dorian’s reason suddenly snapped.
Slowly, Dorian’s head turns.
“Why? Do you feel bad because I hit the nail on the head? That’s what you guys are good at. You get angry when I tell you the truth. Are you even human? You shameless piece of trash who cause disasters and then laugh at them and rape women.”
Dorian walked slowly.
Dorian, who is almost 190 cm tall, looks down on Thieleman, who is only about 170 cm tall.
But Tieleman’s anger remained.
Dorian looked at that anger and was convinced.
This kid.
You were attacked by ‘bandits’ in the past.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t know what happened to you in the past. I don’t care, and it’s not something I did. So stop taking it out on me and go back to your dorm. Don’t cross the line anymore.”
Tieleman chuckled.
It’s surprising, but there are more students at the academy with stories than you might think.
The country was in such a mess that he suffered a disaster, became an orphan, and by chance, he was able to enter the academy because he had talent.
As far as Tieleman knows, there are about twenty such children in the Department of Swordsmanship and the Department of Magic.
Among them, Tieleman had a past where his entire family, including his younger sister, suffered a tragedy at the hands of a ‘bandit’ similar to the one in front of him.
That’s why I was angry.
Anyone who knew Tieleman at the Academy would probably be very surprised if they saw him now.
Because, as I said before, Thieleman was a student who didn’t get angry easily, to be exact, he had never gotten angry even once at the academy.
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So, Tieleman couldn’t control himself.
It was the first time in a long time that he had felt such anger, and the anger was so great that Thieleman did not yet know how to control it.
“You piece of trash, a kid like you should learn mana… … hmph.”
Dorian’s huge hand grabbed Tieleman’s neck.
“Young man, you speak so harshly. You seem confident that I will not be able to kill you here. Is that really true?”
That was when.
“Just give it a try.”
It was not the voice of Thieleman, whose throat was grabbed.
If it was Tielemans, Dorian would have known.
Dorian slowly turned his head.
A corner of the mountain.
There was a little boy sitting on a tree stump, and next to him.
A man with short hair was aiming a huge longbow at me.
The little boy said.
“Will it be quicker for you to put your strength into your hand, or for Benedict’s arrow next to me to pierce your neck? Let’s make a bet. I’ll bet everything on the latter.”
