EP.100 A Midsummer Night’s Nightmare (1)
It was a deep night.
It was a deep night, but no one was sleeping. Instructors patrolled the forest holding torches. The apprentice knights were armed and ready to go into battle at any time.
The sound of insects crying.
The cries of crows.
There is a lot of tension between the knights.
The apprentice knights were constantly thirsty and swallowed dry saliva as they adjusted their weapons and held them repeatedly.
A few minutes ago, there was an enemy attack.
The enemy who planned the attack was the Demon King’s Army, who had been defeated and fled in a nearby battlefield, and this was because the apprentice knight training center was in the middle of their retreat route.
‘However, the raid failed.’
The demonic soldiers who were planning the attack became corpses and were buried in the dark. It’s hard to see, but if you squint your eyes and look into the forest, you can catch a severed limb in the corner of your vision.
A skeleton with a smashed skull.
Limbs rolling around on the floor.
A corpse stuck in a tree.
It looks as if a wild beast has gone on a rampage.
The knights swallowed dryly and turned their heads back. The barracks are where their eyes are directed. The knights glanced sideways at the barracks where a boy had entered a moment ago.
Yes. The raid failed.
‘At most, by one boy.’
The knights recall the image of a boy covered in blood slaughtering the devil’s army.
Pure white hair clotted with blood, chunks of flesh and blood stuck on the ax blade. The red eyes that shine so viciously even in the dark are not easily forgotten.
‘Lark Van Grace.’
The knights kept thinking about the boy’s name.
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Lark, who was called to the barracks, briefly explained the situation to the instructors.
The instructors who heard the explanation did not believe it at first, but when they saw that what Lark said matched what the instructor reported when he returned from patrol, they gave up their doubts.
‘Does this make sense…’
Even though they said they have put aside their suspicions, they seem uneasy. Even though he was only a student, he accomplished something that even instructors found difficult to accomplish.
‘And that too, without a single scratch.’
It’s hard to believe even after seeing it.
Even the instructor, who witnessed Lark’s battle right in front of him, seemed dazed.
“···For now, please rest. Prince Lark.”
The instructors left those words and went out of the barracks. Lark, who was left alone in the barracks, let out a short breath.
“Whoa…”
It’s been a while since I turned off the heating, but it still felt like there was heat left in my body. My heartbeat hardly calmed down.
“It’s an amazing feeling.”
Lark muttered like that.
The realization was sudden. The moment death was just around the corner, enlightenment came suddenly. At that time, Lark remembered the cool feeling flowing down his back.
Crunch.
The moment I thought of that, the chill came back, along with the feeling that my back was standing on end. Her confused mind became clear in an instant.
“hmm.”
Lark nodded briefly.
We don’t yet know what this is. However, it is clear that this is helpful in combat.
‘What I wanted so badly.’
Holding on to reason within instinct.
‘If you have this, you can beat Belnoa.’
Lark smiled with pride. His exposed teeth sparkled.
“···hmm?”
Lark, who was adjusting the ax on his belt in a somewhat excited mood, blinked. This is because he felt uncomfortable being caught in his sight.
‘···Why aren’t there any scars?’
Lark examined his forearm.
It looked like it had definitely brushed against the window sill, but there wasn’t even a small scratch. Lark narrowed his eyes.
‘···Ashen?’
Gray light was moving over my forearm.
Very finely woven mana was protecting Lark’s body. And, this wasn’t Lark’s mana.
‘I can’t make mana this elaborately.’
There was no place to guess.
Lark recalled a conversation he had with Professor Rania just before leaving for the experiential learning experience.
-Lark, would you like to give me that axe?
-yes?
-You have to come back with all your limbs intact. It might be relatively safe there, but it’s a battlefield where you never know what might happen.
While saying that, the professor engraved something on the axe. Given the circumstances, it seemed like it was this mana shield. Lark nodded his head sharply, looking at the gray mana fluttering over his body.
“You had it all in mind.”
Lark reprimanded himself for doubting the professor even for a moment.
‘I just followed the professor’s instructions, but I really got the hang of it. I realized how to do it.’
It was an amazing achievement. When I think about it, there was nothing wrong with what the professor said. Although it is a bit severe… it is true that it brings about definite growth.
“Hmm,” Lark nodded once again.
“As expected, this is Professor Rania.”
Lark was growing in his faith in Rania.
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2.
The top floor of the Gray Magic Tower.
The office of the next Magic Tower Lord.
“······.”
There, Gilleon heard the plan of the next Mage Tower. As an old elder, he listened to every word Lesti said. It was worth it.
“···That is all.”
When Resty finished speaking.
Gilleon closed his eyes. He closed his eyes and stroked the staff in his hand.
A bumpy texture catches my fingers.
Gilleon exhaled as he touched the cracked part not long ago. The breath I let out was a sigh, but it was not a sneer at the girl in front of me.
“is it.”
Gilleon opened his closed eyes.
“You’ve changed, Resty Eleanor.”
He spoke not as an elder, but as an old man who had watched her for a long time.
“I’ve changed so much that I don’t even know.”
The words the girl pronounced were sharp.
These were not words that would come from a weak, hiding girl. It wasn’t even a plan she could think of.
Tearing, cutting, and tearing down.
Resty, who pronounced it, resembled the gray wizard who was the next magic tower lord before her. Jill Leon saw a piece of the gray wizard in the girl in front of her.
‘Second time.’
What he felt from the professor he had encountered in Aplia, Zilleon was now feeling once again.
“…Please let me know your opinion, Elder Gilleon.”
“Is there anything more to say? I will actively cooperate with you. “If I don’t cooperate, I’m at risk of being purged, so what choice do I have?”
Gilleon raised his arms above his hands as if he had lost. That was true. Cooperate or be purged. Because those were the only two options.
‘It’s not an empty plan.’
It was a plan that could be put into action right away. What was needed was determination, but the girl in front of me didn’t seem to lack it.
‘Where on earth did you get that data?’
This is not data that can come out suddenly.
These were things that could only be discovered by looking at the magic tower for a very long time and digging behind the elders.
‘What if, just what if…’
Gilleon swallowed dry saliva.
‘If everything up to this point had been an act.’
If you humbled yourself, lowered your head, and feigned weakness…
‘That makes absolutely no sense.’
Gilleon shook off the speculation.
I just looked at the girl in front of me with only the possibility that that might be the case. As she met her unwavering gaze, a question came to mind.
“…Can I ask you a question?”
Resty nodded silently.
After a brief pause, Gilleon opened his mouth.
“It seems like your attitude has changed a lot, but is there a reason you suddenly made this decision?”
“······.”
Resty did not answer that question right away.
She rolled the rectangular magic tool in her hand and then opened her mouth.
“Because I realized it wasn’t that different.”
As Lesti said that, her gaze was fixed on a corner of the office. It is a wall engraved with the patterns of past or future magic tower lords.
There are several patterns embroidered on the walls.
At the end of it is an engraved symbol symbolizing Raniel Van Trias. Resty has not yet decided on his next pattern.
The day to decide it is coming.
Resty felt that that day was not far away. His three-year stay was over. Now it was his turn to move forward as well.
3.
Aplia’s barrier restoration is nearing completion. Students were busy spending the last weekend before normal academic operations.
Even late at night, the lights are on in the dormitory.
Even though it is late at night, students cannot fall asleep. They are wrestling with the task with bloodshot eyes. All tasks have been completed.
‘There is only one subject remaining.’
Mana Transactions.
There are two classes attached to one subject. Professor Rossell’s class is called a nightmare by graduates…
‘A deep and terrifying nightmare.’
This is Professor Rania’s class, a newly born nightmare.
‘A very difficult subject.’
Mana trading is a difficult subject in itself.
There is no need to say how difficult the class is. But, not until there. Up to that point, the students have no complaints.
If the class is difficult, it’s just a matter of working hard.
The problem is that professors directly force students to make efforts. As is the case with most things in the world, forced effort is accompanied by irritation.
‘assignment.’
Students shed bloody tears.
‘A task that has gone too far.’
The tasks piled up on the table could easily form mountains and seas. The students grit their teeth as they look at the circuit solving mountain range and the circuit analysis coast.
Even though the exam is over, the assignment is not over.
Just one is enough to make you feel angry, and the priests are both annoying. The students think over the names of the two professors in their minds over and over again.
···A nightmare comes to Aplia every night.
A nightmare called assignment.
* * *
Spring goes and summer comes.
Aplia, bathed in hot sunlight, is more lively than usual.
-Uuuuu…
-Did you finish your assignment?
-you?
It may be absurd to say that I feel energetic after seeing the students who were found dead, but…
Anyway, the short but long construction was completed.
With the barrier becoming stronger, Aplia begins to return to normal. Due to the accident and incident, the undergraduate curriculum is in a mess. A more dense schedule than usual welcomed students.
-Today’s class moves a little quickly…
-The progress will be rapid, so come to your senses…
Professors who are behind on classes begin to progress quickly. According to a tightly structured schedule, students go through reinforcement sessions and complete custom experiments.
The order lab is crowded with students every day.
The central library is also full of students.
As students spend their time in high-density situations, they inadvertently realize this.
The final exam period is approaching.
It seems like only yesterday that the midterm exams ended, but students sigh as the exam period approaches again.
“Hmph, huh.”
Contrary to the sighs heard here and there, there is a woman walking down the hallway humming a song. Her woman’s gray hair swayed in the wind.
Again.
Shoe heels echo in the hallway.
The place she heads to, with cheerful sounds, is the bachelor’s bulletin board.
“uh? Professor Rania?”
Rania van Trias.
“Why are you here…?”
“Why would you come? “I came to put up a notice.”
She squeezed her way through the students gathered in front of the academic bulletin board and posted a notice on the bulletin board.
“Everyone, please check once in a while.”
With only those words left, she turns away.
Students gather at the spot she left. Then, check the notice posted on the bulletin board.
『Guide to group assignments on the basics of Mana Transactions.』
『Reference book code: E8ER-1N0LOQ7』
The flower of the academy, group work.
That was what welcomed the students who were exhausted from their homework.
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