Episode 59
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Peren Maurice, the eldest son of the Maurice Counts, asks Faylon.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Uh… … Huh? What?”
“This kid is really weird. He’s your little brother? The youngest one?”
“uh…….”
Peren’s brow furrows slightly.
“You’re retarded? But just now, something seemed strange? Anyone who saw you would think you were retarded.”
“… … .”
Paelon said nothing and just lowered his head.
If it were normal, he would have gotten angry like a fireball at her words, but Peren tilted his head at her appearance that didn’t happen.
That was when.
For a moment, Peylon’s head is raised.
“… … F**k.”
Now that I think about it, it’s annoying.
Why should I be afraid of that guy?
He was my toy anyway.
Damn it.
A venom appeared in Peylon’s eyes.
Peren, who was right in front of me, took a step back.
Then Peylon turns around.
“Huh? Hey, where are you going?”
“Hey, Paleone!”
“Why is that kid acting like that all of a sudden? Is he bipolar?”
Two students, including Peren, each said something, but Peylon didn’t listen.
A fire rises in my chest.
Paleone strode towards Jack, who had his back turned.
And shouted.
“Hey! You idiot!”
Jack slowly turns his head.
Those eyes.
At those very dry eyes, Peylon felt his heart sink for a moment.
Your naturally powerful gait slows down, and your shoulders, which used to be strong, lose strength.
Jack, who was laughing heartily, asks.
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“Hey kid, you’re feeling good? I’ll hit you with it.”
Peylon stopped walking without realizing it.
“That’s… … So… … !”
Paelon, who was continuing his speech, ended up saying something completely different from what he had been thinking.
“Nothing… … nothing.”
Jack chuckles and turns around again.
Peylon could only stare blankly at the sight.
My fear of water has definitely been cured, but why does my heart feel so shrunken?
Paleone had never experienced anything like it.
That’s why I didn’t know.
That this is trauma.
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After sending Thanos and the kid back home, I went to meet the president with my teacher.
The news that the president was giving me special treatment had already spread to the faculty within the academy, and the guards in the building where the president resided silently let me pass.
“Bluetooth is dead.”
These are the first words my inspiration spoke to me.
“So?”
“… … .”
The inspiration looks at me with a slightly bewildered expression.
It’s the kind of look that makes you wonder why I’m not shocked. No, why am I shocked?
Whether you fall behind or not.
Whether or not the torture broke his bones.
What does that have to do with me?
“Is it over? Nothing more to say?”
“Uh… … um… … there isn’t any.”
What is this, it’s bland.
“Oh. And I really like the villa you gave me as a gift. It’s better than I thought. The chef is surprisingly good at cooking too.”
“Oh, is that so?”
The inspiration’s reaction is somewhat strange.
Does it still seem strange that I don’t react at all to the news that Bluetooth is dead?
Just then, I shrugged my shoulders and was about to stand up.
“Ah. Wait a minute.”
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The inspiration holds me.
“I understand that you are a first-year student in the Department of Swordsmanship.”
What is this old man trying to say?
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“Are you by any chance thinking of transferring to the Faculty of Magic?”
I ended up bursting out in laughter.
Oh, really.
This is obvious.
“Oh my, the owner of the tower even asked the old man for a favor.”
“That’s what happened.”
“But, I’m not going to attend that class anyway?”
The inspiration speaks as if he had been waiting.
“That’s right, the Academy Act will be revised soon.”
Huh? Already?
“Do you remember the advice I gave you?”
“I remember. Isn’t that why we developed a trading relationship?”
Let’s laugh heartily, and the old man also laughs heartily.
“Hmm. The leaders reported that other students were trying to use ‘shortcuts’ like you… … .”
The old man, whose words trail off, looks at me with a meaningful smile.
Well, it’s nothing new.
It’s going to happen anyway.
When there is a pioneer, there are bound to be followers.
As far as I know, all of the academy’s laws will be revised starting from the second semester next year.
To be precise, I should say that the revised law has come into effect.
I didn’t know exactly when the revision was made, but now that I look back, it seems like it started around this time.
“If that happens, you will have to attend class without fail.”
“I guess so?”
“But you know.”
The inspiration smiles brightly.
“If you transfer to the Faculty of Magic, I will greatly reduce the number of class hours you have to take.”
Look at this.
I’m starting to get a little interested.
Clearly, what I need is a diploma.
But I don’t want to participate in academy classes.
It may seem oddly contradictory, but this is actually for Academy students.
Honestly, if a crazy person like me participates in class, will it help the kids?
I have to pretend to learn something from kids who are lower level than me, and other kids have to experience my annoying personality. How stressful that must be.
It’s useless and meaningless.
But our inspiration makes a better suggestion than expected.
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If you transfer to the Faculty of Magic, they’ll drastically reduce your class hours…
From the inspiration’s perspective, it was more than just a show of respect to grant the request of the magician, but in my case… … well, it was a deal that was not bad at all.
“Wow, sir. You know how to make a deal.”
“Do you know how old I am? Hehehe.”
Oh, this is it.
This is fun.
Well, shall we discuss the details?
“One day a week.”
“……huh?”
The inspiration asks again with a blank expression for a moment.
He had that look on his face like he was wondering if what he heard was correct.
I guess I should say it again.
“How about attending class one day a week? I heard you’d give me a big discount?”
“… … But isn’t one day a week a bit much? Maybe three days a week… … maybe not.”
Did you calculate that brief moment?
Day 1 and 3.
If this was a matter of buying something, I would have naturally shouted out for two days.
“First of all, there is something you should know.”
“I?”
“yes.”
The old man strokes his beard with a pretended serious expression.
“Let me tell you.”
“I don’t take the classes at the Academy very seriously or have any intention of doing so.”
“… … Continue.”
“There’s nothing to learn, and honestly, isn’t it a bit ridiculous to learn something from someone who is a lesser teacher?”
The gaze of the inspiration sitting in the office was behind me.
To be exact, I am fixated on the Master sitting on the large sofa in the corner of the office.
Then he turned his head back to me.
“Then why did you come to the Academy?”
You found a house near the Academy, but you don’t plan on attending Academy classes?
Then why on earth did you come to this academy?
From the inspiration’s point of view, it must have been impossible not to ask.
“Sir, all I want is a diploma and that little button.”
The inspiration’s eyes lit up slightly.
“A diploma? Oh, are you trying to get into the academy’s report?”
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Academy report.
As is the case with all schools, graduates are given a certificate.
Most people just throw in a certificate or a button proving they graduated from the Academy, but the Teslan Kingdom is a little different.
They give you a certificate and a button proving that you are an academy graduate, but they also give you one more thing on top of that.
That’s right, opening the Academy’s report.
Starting with armor, robes, and staffs, as well as swords, morning stars, claws, and more.
All kinds of weapons drawn over 400 years of history exist inside it, magically activated.
Graduates can choose one of these weapons to take home.
Of course, the ranks of those weapons are not actually that high.
Most of them are items made by refining black iron or steel, and in the past, there were some weapons that were considered top-notch because the dwarves themselves smelted them, but as time passed, those were taken over by others.
Even though we fill up our weapons every year, we only have usable weapons, and there are definitely no good weapons.
I guess the inspiration judged that I was after those weapons now.
Well, I guess you could say that it’s a 70 point correct answer.
“If there is anything you wish to have, tell me. The swords used by the Duke’s household, no, I shouldn’t give you such a cheap sword when Bellamy thinks so highly of you. At the very least, I will prepare a sword that a knight commander would use. I will also give you a staff, of course. Even if you receive just one of them, it will be far superior to the swords in the Academy’s report.”
“Of course it won’t be free?”
The inspiration shrugs his shoulders leisurely.
It may seem like an extraordinary treatment, but if you think about it carefully, it is not so extraordinary.
Bellamy Cragg is, needless to say, an inspirational man.
A loyal subject who has been loyal for over 30 years.
A loyal subject like that wants to take in a disciple.
Giving me a gift like that is most likely an attempt to take care of Bellamy while also turning me into the inspiration’s man.
You’re quite cute for your age.
Above all else.
“That’s not what I’m looking for.”
“Isn’t that so?”
I turned my head slightly and looked at my teacher, who was taking a sip of tea very elegantly in the sunlight.
“What I’m trying to get, what I’m trying to find, is ‘truth.’”
The inspiration tilts his head.
He looks like he doesn’t understand what I’m saying, but I’ll just let it be.
The Academy report states that the sword left behind by the founding king is hidden there.
I need that sword.
Since there are more than a few guys I’ll have to cut down in the future, a weapon that can withstand the power of my soul is essential.
But the value of that weapon is only that much.
If I really needed the ‘sword’, I would have gone into the Academy right now, broken down the door, grabbed my weapon, and left the kingdom.
The reason it doesn’t is simply because the sword isn’t its sole purpose.
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I turned my head again and met my inspiration’s eyes.
“I will graduate. It would be better if the time until graduation was faster.”
The inspiration is a very perceptive person.
It’s not just fast, it’s seriously, freaking fast.
Even though I only said those words, the inspiration sensed what I was thinking.
“I want to skip school… … and participate in class as little as possible?”
“Yes.”
“You’ve really become a cheeky and fun kid. Good. Let’s talk about skipping grades later, but let’s talk about your previous grades here. I wanted three days a week, and you wanted one day a week. How about two days a week, which is somewhere in between?”
There is no reason to refuse.
“great.”
“Then, starting today, you will be a first-year student in the Faculty of Magic… … .”
“instead.”
“huh?”
“Becoming a disciple of the Magic Tower is a separate matter.”
“hmm.”
“Isn’t that obvious? No matter how high the position of the Master of the Towers is, it’s not a Hi-pass ticket to develop a relationship between master and disciple. I’ll talk to the Master of the Towers about that. And until the revised law comes into effect, I plan to live like I do now.”
“Uh… … um… … .”
The inspiration had a look of bewilderment on his face that was rare to see.
Is it because Matapju is entangled in work?
It seems like you’re being too generous with my convenience, so I guess I’ll have to give in a little.
“Because I have good eyesight?”
“……eye?”
“When I look at Mana users, I can feel that, ‘Ah, this person will grow to this extent.’ This person’s talent is this much.’”
The inspiration’s eyes light up slightly.
“That sounds interesting. Is that possible?”
I ended up laughing hysterically.
“The mana talent I possess is greater than what the Magic Tower Lord or the Spirit thinks.”
“Oh.”
“Okay, let’s make this our next deal.”
“You have the talent to distinguish between jade and stone… … If that is true, I will take responsibility for you and make you a marquis.”
Wow. What kind of horrible things is this old man saying?
“Even if you give me that, I won’t take it.”
“okay?”
He shrugged.
If you could just give me this much luck, that would be enough.
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Because it seems like the conversation we’re having is over.
I should go home now.
It was at that moment that I quietly stood up from my seat.
