Episode 43. Cleanup operations (1)
Royal Academy began its first class of the new semester.
Because first-year classes are the cornerstone of the next six years of education, they focus on theory more than anything else.
The basics of mana utilization,
Beginner’s Introduction to Magic,
Swordsmanship textbook type 1, etc.
In addition, there are boring and routine classes such as continental history, mathematics, geography, and literature.
Huh, just thinking about it makes me sigh.
In fact, when you first start doing anything, there is nothing more important than theory.
But do I know all the basic theories?
Could that be possible?
It has already been more than 30 years since I left theory studies.
If I remembered all the details and minutiae, would I have become an assassin instead of a scholar?
Theory is important, but in the end, how to apply the learned theory to my body is more important.
Having learned all the applications, it would be very meaningless for me to learn the theory again.
For me now, this piece of paper is more important than a theory book with fine print.
Red letters filled with black paper that are rarely seen.
This is an order.
Mist’s instructions given by the head of the Silica family to other members within the academy.
Turning this around meant that the target for the organization’s next cleanup operation had been decided.
Normally, purification work is divided into levels, so the crews that can be deployed are selected in stages, but you put me in executive-level work from the beginning?
I’m so moved that I don’t know what to do.
The target is ‘Ziekerman Albas’, a subject of the empire and one of the continent’s three richest men.
Currently, he is a magnate who controls all the commercial power in the Wusif Empire, and his title is Baron.
According to what was originally known, he would have been known as a good merchant who returned most of the money he earned through business to the poor without much interest in his position… … .
In fact, it was quite the opposite.
In the order, all the absurd crimes that Zikerman Albas had committed so far were listed one by one.
What stands out most above all is the operation of the slave market.
According to the doctrine of Lumendel, the god of light, they ran a slave market in an empire where human trade was absolutely prohibited by law… … .
He wasn’t a big guy after all.
I don’t think other people in the empire knew about this.
I don’t know where it is, but it seems like there is a force that is watching.
-Tap-tap-tap-tap
While I was looking at the instructions, I heard heavy footsteps from down the stairs.
Of course, where I am right now is not a classroom.
In one world, they say the best place to skip class is on the roof of a building.
Unfortunately, there is a magic sparring hall on the rooftop of the academy, so it is impossible to play there.
Now then, where am I?
This is the rooftop terrace at the top of the Royal Building.
A cool breeze blows through the neatly decorated garden, making it a great place to spend time alone.
-thud! thud!
It was definitely a thud at first, but soon it turned into a thud.
Even iron armored knights wouldn’t say something like that.
This isn’t some kind of troll, it’s making noises like something a large demon beast would make?
For now, I decided to hide the instructions and quietly watch to see who would come up from the bottom of the stairs.
-bang!
The terrace door was thrown open with a kick.
I flinched without realizing it.
“… … .”
He was also staring at me, probably surprised by the presence of people.
“you… … ?”
A tall man walking towards me.
Dark skin, sculpted shoulders and muscles.
I can assure you that no one would look at that and think he was a student.
I thought of course he would be a guardian knight.
“Sian Bert?”
But are you calling my name?
Somehow, it feels like more and more people know my name these days.
Unless he wants to die, the guardian knight wouldn’t call a nobleman’s name carelessly. Then, by heaven, he’s either an instructor at this academy, or he’s a student just like me… …
No, right?
If someone as big as you is a student, that’s a big problem… … .
“… … !”
At that moment, the emblem on his chest caught my eye.
A golden emblem reminiscent of the hot sun.
I know that sentence.
“Royalty of Spain… … ?”
A country of oasis built in the middle of an endless desert, under the scorching sun in the eastern part of the continent.
A country blessed by the sand god ‘Sabulom’ and ruled by the Shahar Khan clan, the only one on the continent who possesses the magical attribute ‘sand’.
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There was probably only one person in this Royal Academy who would have that emblem.
Prince of Sand Set Shahar Khan.
He was the first prince of the Kingdom of Spain and a strong heir to the throne.
I remember that he didn’t really show up for class in his previous life, so I wonder if he was a skipper here too?
“… … .”
Judging by the way he was staring at me, it didn’t look like he was going to just leave.
Judging by the atmosphere, it seems like they want to talk about something… … .
“I know?”
He immediately opened his mouth as if he had been waiting.
“know. Cian Berth, the youngest son of the Berth family, the guardians of the continent. I was familiar with your activities from outside. From what I heard, you defeated a demonic beast on the front line, right?”
hmm? who? I?
No, it’s true, but… …
Other than my father’s ordeal, I’ve officially captured the demon beast, right?
It looks like the rumor has changed quite a bit.
I said, shaking my head.
“I just watched the knights’ battle from afar. “He has never caught a demonic beast himself.”
When I denied the truth, he gave me a look of disbelief.
Well, it’s really burdensome… … .
“Then why are you here?”
“well? “Maybe it’s the same reason as you?”
When told that it was the same reason, Set showed an interesting smile.
“For the same reason as me… … . Right. “Did you have the same tendencies as me?”
He slowly rolled up his arms and then began to relax.
“I was honestly surprised. I thought that at this Royal Academy, let alone magic, there would be nothing that could surpass my strong body… … .”
It’s not that I didn’t think it would happen, but I really think it wouldn’t exist?
When you see this up close, it is much bigger than it looks from a distance.
I’m not going to lie, if I were in this body, I would be accepted even if I applied to the Knights of Light right now.
“Body grade S… … . “You, Sian Bert, got the highest grade that even I couldn’t get, right?”
uh… … .
Okay, well, after eating some for a year, I got a good grade.
Usually, I focus on the person’s magic level or attribute values, but this friend was unusually focused on my physical level.
He probably seemed to have great pride in his body.
“This Royal Academy is usually only interested in students’ magic and attribute values. This is really stupid. “True human strength comes from the strength that comes from training the body.”
He immediately got down on the floor and started doing push-ups.
I passed over 30 in less than 10 seconds.
The more I looked at it, the less I realized that they were the same person.
“You probably thought the same thing as me, right? Rather than listening to boring things like theory and magic, I’d rather invest that time into training my body a little more! Contrary to what I thought, he looks very manly! Sian Berth!”
Well, it’s true that I’m here because I don’t want to go to class, but I’m just skipping school, right?
I didn’t come here to exercise like you did.
Physical training? Of course it’s important.
But if you hear about how you died in your past life, you probably feel ashamed and want to hide, right?
If the Kingdom of Garam had the Continent’s Best Sword, the Kingdom of Spania had the Prince of Sand.
The Shahar Khan clan is able to use the nature of the Great Desert as they wish, using the power of the sand attribute that is said to have been given directly by God.
Set Shahar Khan was a man who perfectly inherited the power of that clan, and some were even saying that he was a direct successor to the power of the sand god Sabulom.
In particular, in the case of Spania, it was a country with an unfavorable climate and desert terrain that was unfamiliar to an empire.
Since the country was already so tightly cohesive and there was even a big name called the Prince of Sand, the empire was experiencing considerable difficulties in conquering the kingdom.
But isn’t there a saying like this?
Short life of genius.
The Prince of Sand, who seemed to be feared not even by God, died in a truly absurd way.
Illness caused by cold.
We placed so much importance on physical training that we failed to pay attention to the inside.
The meaningless death of the man who was like a mainstay of the kingdom.
As a result, the people were in great shock, saying that God had abandoned the Kingdom of Spain.
In the end, the unity of the kingdom, which had been as strong as iron armor, collapsed in an instant, and it was soon destroyed by the empire.
It wasn’t some kind of infectious disease, and honestly, even in my opinion, a cold was a rather absurd cause of death.
However, the Prince of Sand, who did not know this fact, shouted at me with a face full of enthusiasm.
“good! I set Shahar Khan! “In the name of the Almighty 1st Prince of Spania, I will formally challenge you to a spar with Sian Vert!”
-Wheeeee!
A strong wind blew around as if it were some kind of great challenge.
I answered with a nonchalant expression on my face.
“when?”
“Right Now!”
“Then you can’t do that.”
“Why?!”
He shouted that he couldn’t understand.
“Unauthorized sparring is prohibited at the academy. “If you want to spar with me, go to the main building’s administrative office and formally apply.”
His dumbfounded face showed his true feelings, showing that he had no idea about such things.
“Well, then if I apply for it or something, we can spar?”
“I guess so.”
If the correct academy gives permission.
“good night! “Then where should I go to apply?”
“I told you. I have to go to the administration office. “It’s on the 3rd floor of the main building.”
“i get it!”
He quickly ran into the administrative office like a bear that had found its prey.
As the floor vibrated every time I took a step, I started to worry about whether the roof construction was going well.
Sparring with the Prince of Sand… … .
Looks like I’m caught up in something troublesome again.
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Brenu, a city in the south of the Usif Empire.
A bizarre space with dirty iron bars inside a large tent.
After finishing the sorting task, the man hurriedly headed to the water owner’s room.
“Mr. Zikerman! “The product is all ready!”
“… … .”
Despite the report, Zickerman didn’t even pay attention.
Something wrapped in multi-colored cloth in a golden box.
He was stroking it endlessly, as if it contained a jewel that was unique in the world.
“Send a message to customers at the right time and place. This time, pay special attention to security! “Don’t even tell the higher-ups in the empire!”
“yes! All right!”
After finishing the report, the man quickly walked out.
Zickerman, left alone in the room, carefully took out the items in the box and looked at them.
“This is the best product in my 40 years of business! “Shouldn’t you be treated equally?”
Even if you asked a thing that couldn’t speak, there was no way you would get an answer.
As if it was no big deal, Zickerman lifted the item and laughed out loud.
“For the best show, you need to be fully prepared. So, I guess I’m just going to sleep comfortably in here now.”
He put the items back into the box and carefully sealed them to prevent any harm.
-Wiggle
For a moment, there was a wriggle and movement inside the box.
After the first jolt, there were two or three additional movements, but Zickerman was so laughing that he didn’t notice them.
-sssss
In addition, an invisible, colorless energy was rising like smoke inside the ship.
(Continued in the next part)
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