Episode 97
There’s no way I wouldn’t know.
I knew what I was doing and I did it because I was confident that I could handle whatever came my way, whether it was retaliation or something else.
Matapju was definitely worried about me.
To prevent too many people from becoming hostile towards me… … something like that.
“Thank you for your consideration, but this is my job, Dolsoe.”
(Yes, my lord.)
The stone lock that was far away takes up a position as if it is ready.
“Subdue him.”
(insect!)
Boom-!
Dolsoe rushes towards Leon.
but.
Phew-!!
The tower master drew mana again and blew the stone away.
The playful smile disappears and the head slowly turns away.
To me, the top priest said:
“Stop it.”
Then, this time, the mana of the magic tower began to surround my body.
under…….
“Your back is bent. Please move it.”
“No, I will stop you. Don’t make this a bigger issue.”
“I told you to clean it up?”
“Didn’t I say I was going to stop it?”
I ended up closing my eyes.
I’m starting to get annoyed.
I’m worried and nervous.
I can roughly guess what kind of person Matapju is.
He’s not a bad person, but I would say he’s a frustrating person.
But that and what’s stopping me are different stories.
I opened my eyes slowly.
“This is the last one. Let’s clean up.”
Matapju didn’t say anything with his mouth.
Just nodding.
Rather, the mana of the Magic Tower becomes even more dense.
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ha.
“… … This is where manners end. Get out of here, old man.”
* * *
It’s ridiculous.
To be honest, it’s almost pointless to say this.
“You’re going to stop me?”
The mana of the magic tower that bound my body was real.
Even though he has only recently become a master, he is quite dense, strong, and tough.
But it doesn’t mean anything to me.
Raise your hand quietly.
I clenched my fist.
Kwajik-!
The mana that had been binding me was released, and the Magic Tower Master’s expression turned into confusion.
“Release… the bonds?”
I ignored it and took a step forward.
“Breaking the rules? Me?”
Matapju stretches out his hand and recites some spell.
There is no need to mention what kind it is.
anyway.
Kwajik-!
Because I’m going to destroy it like this.
I took one more step.
“Who made those rules?”
I’m asking because I’m really curious.
“When the Academy was first created, do you think its founders would have tolerated such nonsense as scouting?”
“That is, Teslan… …!”
“Not that kid.”
“……what?”
Ah, hearing that name makes me angry again.
“Never mention that bastard Julius’s name in front of me again. The person who established the Academy in the first place was not that bastard, but ‘Valentine Milos’. He set the rules, designed the Academy, and chose the site. Ha… … If you give me the tower, you should at least know which history is true.”
It doesn’t even make me laugh.
“You dare discuss the Academy rules in front of me when you don’t even know that much?”
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The magician uses all his might to raise mana.
“[Fire Ball!]”
Dismissed-!
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“[Dig!]”
Dismissed-!
“[Stone Wall!]”
Dismissal-
“… … The fiercely pouring snow and wind will freeze everything. [Blizzard!]”
Dismissed-!
All the magic that pours out is destroyed.
The sight of all the magic being destroyed in midair before it could be formed by my simple actions of simply waving my hand and clenching my fist was more spectacular than I had imagined and made the viewer feel something overwhelming.
As I slowly took steps forward, destroying the magic, I naturally found myself standing in front of the Magic Tower Master.
“Those who have forgotten everything that the true being created, built, and revised, and who have created their own rules and filled their own stomachs, are now trying to deny even the history that they themselves created.”
He slowly reached out and grabbed the top of the tower’s head.
“Do you know who it is that allows you to eat, breathe, and live in the present? Do you not know what kind of future the one who created the present you live in wanted?”
My grip is getting stronger.
“Stealing the ball, forcibly erasing the history of the true existence. It’s all good. It’s all good, but is this the world you created by doing that? Those bastards who teach students threaten and rape their students with their tiny power, and those bastards with insignificant power treat the people they are supposed to protect as tools, kill them, and silence them. That’s the future you created. You bastards who created such a future, dare to discuss rules in front of me?”
I was about to smash the top of the tower right away, but I stopped myself when my master’s hand gently stroked my head.
Phew.
I glanced around and saw that all the students were sitting down.
I guess I unknowingly let out my s*xual aura.
Tch.
Now that I think about it, Matapju seems to have been quite clean compared to the others.
Should we say that he was a person who only cared about magic and education?
I looked down at the rooftop for a moment, then slowly withdrew my hand.
“Bellamy Cragg, don’t pretend to care about me. And don’t you ever crawl back.”
Matapju, who had been kneeling, had a blank expression on his face, as if he had lost his mind, but now he was not interested.
I didn’t take my eyes off the top of the tower and spoke in a numb tone.
“Cut off his arms and legs and drag him in by the hair.”
(Are you referring to ‘both’?)
There was no answer.
He slowly turned his gaze down at the top of the tower and started walking.
“Just the kid in front of you.”
(insect!)
As I slowly walked forward, the crowd of people that had gathered before me split apart in a straight line as if they had been struck by a blizzard.
Should we say that the waves spread out to the left and right?
I walked leisurely, slowly.
No one comes near me.
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Suddenly this thought occurred to me.
Rather than saying it doesn’t come, wouldn’t it be more accurate to say that it doesn’t think about coming?
I think it’ll probably be pretty much the same until the end of the academy.
I felt the Master sitting on my shoulder lightly stroking my hair, and I chuckled.
What does it matter whether you come or not?
I just need a teacher.
Chapter 9
Four days passed like that.
The wind of change that blew through the academy did not stop.
Because I had no intention of stopping.
The atmosphere in the academy was frozen, conversation among students disappeared, and the faculty was silent.
But the wind of blood I have stirred up has so far been strictly limited to the faculty.
So the students were at least afraid, but they didn’t run away.
To put it lightly, most noble children tremble in fear, while the commoners welcome this event.
Such an ironic situation is the current internal situation of the Academy.
The ones who were truly terrified were the professors.
Among them, there were some who tried to run away in the middle of the night.
Just like this Randel in front of my eyes, before a day had passed, Dolsoe was dragged away by the collar.
“Didn’t you know that our Dolsoe is a master at finding people?”
For your information, the remaining Death Knights are still standing guard around the Academy.
The guy’s name is Madangsoe.
Since they are the ones who mostly move from behind, the sled dog is also very good at finding people.
anyway.
“I’m tired of saying the same thing now. Did you do something that deserves death? Should I give you time to leave a will? Five minutes? Three minutes?”
“… … Please save me. I’m sorry… … . Please just save me… … .”
As I said before, the people I’ve caught and killed have so far been strictly limited to the faculty.
It was natural to be terrified.
Even if there is no concrete evidence, or only circumstantial evidence, the head of the inspection team has the authority to call them in for questioning.
It is clearly a power stipulated in the law, and even if you want to find fault with it, it is not easy to do so given the current situation.
That makes sense.
I am not a mentally ill person, and I would bring in an innocent, sane person and torture him… no, would I investigate him?
There are many reasons for this, and in reality, if you stroke them a few times, they will learn to do it smoothly on their own.
What’s even funnier is that sins I don’t even know about are flowing out of the mouth of the guy who’s blowing so smoothly.
To name just a few of the most representative ones, they are drug manufacturing and drug distribution.
What’s more, the scope of drug distribution was not limited to the residents of the Ascendible territory, but also to the students.
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Among them, there was one who gathered the evidence on his own.
When I took that and gave it to my father-in-law, he was delighted and happy.
I ended up bursting into laughter.
Now, there are no more people complaining in the Department of Swordsmanship and the Department of Magic.
Except for the one in front of me, everyone else who was sniffing around is dead.
And in the most miserable condition he could ever imagine.
anyway.
“I don’t intend to spare you, so tell me something else. Something like the Last Supper.”
Randall, who was lying face down, glares at me with bloodshot eyes.
“What did I do so wrong!!”
It’s a surprise.
This is a mental illness. What the hell is going on all of a sudden?
“I… … just did what I always do… … like I always do… … it’s customary… … it’s good for them too!! Do you think it’s easy for a commoner to become a wizard of a noble family?! Huh?!! You’re a noble too!! You should know better!”
It’s really bizarre how he can go from being angry to depressed, almost on opposite ends of the spectrum, in an instant.
But, this is really just talking nonsense in a plausible way.
“Custom? Is this kid crazy?”
I squatted down on the seat.
“Don’t you know that the kids who studied at the Academy are talented in their own right? Why are you controlling the Academy graduates when they are trying to take them to any territory by any means?”
“That’s… … Ugh!”
I grabbed the bastard’s hair tightly because I thought his whining would go on for a long time.
“I just wanted to take a lot of money. The academy is not an institution to fill your stomach. ”
Without hesitation, I slammed the bastard’s head on the floor.
Kwajik-!
“Ugh… … .”
One more time.
Kwajik-!
“Ugh… … .”
Just one more time.
Kwajik-!
He looks like he’s fainted and his stomach is sagging.
I hit the floor like that three times and then stood up.
