EP.120 Be careful as the end approaches (2)
Time passes quickly.
A thought suddenly occurred to me.
Raniel sits by the window of the cafe, checks the academic calendar, and counts the number of classes remaining on his fingers. Then, she ends up thinking that time flies.
If you look out the window, you can see students walking around the square. Looking at the students walking around Aplia wearing light, loose-fitting summer clothes rather than neat… a lot comes to mind.
‘Six months.’
It has already been six months since she lived as Rania. For half a year, he lived as a completely different person. Raniel muttered as he looked back on his past half year.
“So much time has passed.”
For some people, half a year is a short time.
However, from the perspective of a gray wizard who lived each day by the second… half a year is not a short time at all.
However, what is it like now that you are living as a professor?
‘It was short.’
Half a year felt like it was short. When I think back to the past, I realize that time has passed so quickly.
“······.”
Raniel put down his pen for a moment.
I took a short breath and stretched.
‘The reason why it feels like time passes so quickly.’
It wasn’t difficult to guess it.
If you reflect on your past life, the answer will come quickly.
‘Because I was more relaxed than ever.’
During my time as the next Mage Tower owner, I was busy studying and managing the Mage Tower’s finances, spending less time sleeping.
The days of the wise man, who forced his way to the front line on an empty day without even being able to rest properly, let alone sleep.
If I think about those two periods… my current life as a professor at Aplia is extremely leisurely. There are no particular twists and turns. It’s not that there are no incidents, but it’s nothing compared to when he was a wise man.
A life without ups and downs is smooth.
Because it is flat, it passes by in the blink of an eye.
When you come to your senses, you’ll be saying things like it’s already summer, it’s winter, the whole year is gone…
‘You can’t do that.’
Raniel shook his head.
Time is a precious and limited commodity.
Efficiently consuming limited goods is the virtue of a wizard. Raniel touched his coffee cup with a vaguely serious expression.
“summer.”
Half of a year.
“End of semester.”
End of one semester.
With that in front of him, Raniel thinks back to past classes. I picture the life Aplia must have been like for his students.
And then, he suddenly spits it out.
“Isn’t it a bit bland?”
It was a small murmur.
However, there are people who heard that voice. The eyes of several students sitting in the cafe widen. Their heads turn quickly, and their eyes are focused on Raniel.
“hmm.”
It seems like he doesn’t really care. Raniel touched the corner of his mouth, and then he began to scribble something on a blank piece of paper.
「Season semester」
「Additional tasks」
「Reinforcement classes」
Things written in crooked font.
These are all things that would make students freak out.
‘This is not it.’
However, it is not satisfactory.
Raniel continued to draw lines over the letters and wrote new letters.
“Something to decorate the end of the semester.”
I write down a topic and think about it for a while.
Raniel doesn’t like wasting time in vain. Meaningful time. When looking back on the past, it is a memorable and significant event.
There has to be at least one like that.
“ah.”
“Clap,” Raniel clapped.
And then he wrote something down on a piece of paper. Finally, looking at the completed plan, Raniel nodded his head.
“This is enough.”
It was a pretty satisfactory plan.
All that remains is to receive approval. Raniel stands up holding a plan. She hums a tune and walks outside of her cafe.
Squeak, boom.
And just like that, the cafe’s door closes.
For a moment, the students who had been holding their breath raised their heads one by one. Their eyes turn to the spot occupied by Aplia’s nightmare just a moment ago.
The place that gets the most sunlight.
The sight of Professor Rania sitting there, looking out the window in the warm sunlight, is a picture in itself. She is an outstanding person whose appearance is inversely proportional to her dirty personality.
Gray hair sparkling in the shining sunlight.
A side view with one’s chin resting, lost in thought.
Every time she blinks, her eyes shed a soft blue light between her eyelashes.
It’s an appearance that keeps attracting attention.
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There are a few students who rolled their eyes at his appearance.
‘It’s pretty, isn’t it? ‘You’re pretty…’
But that’s it.
“What did you just say?”
Beauty is a volatile thing.
You may lose your attention for a moment… but once it disappears from before your eyes, what remains are other things.
“I’m not the only one who heard this, right?”
“···I heard it too.”
Only one word remains in the students’ minds.
“Isn’t it a bit bland?”
···Is it bland?
What on earth is bland?
“I guess there were no assignments last week…”
“Oh no way, hey.”
“Don’t say anything sinister.”
At someone’s guess, the students joke and tap him on the shoulder. He tries to pass it off as a joke, telling him not to say anything sinister.
“······.”
But soon silence comes.
In deep silence, students think.
The fear I experienced over the past half year.
The nightmare that came every night.
A night when I couldn’t sleep.
If we think about that and think about what kind of person Professor Rania is… the possibility is not entirely out of the question. Rather, it is high. No, the more I think about it, the more I think that professor would really be like that.
“······.”
There is silence.
Someone who can’t bear the silence opens their mouth with an awkward laugh.
“Oh, I guess so.”
“yes? Well, it’s the end of the semester anyway.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Everyone adds something one by one.
Yes, no matter what, there are degrees.
“Yes, Professor Rania is also human. No matter what, if there is a human heart…”
The student who added that trailed off.
After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth. What came out of his mouth was a question.
“Is there…?”
No one can answer that question.
There is only cool silence among the students.
···It was one summer day.
2.
The private office of the Royal Guard.
Looking at the letter that had arrived to him, Kalt let out a long sigh. It was a letter from the knight commander, Heinkel.
“···I feel like I have more work to do again.”
There is no shortage of work these days.
Big and small incidents continue to occur. Kalt laid his letter down on the table and threw his head back.
Trends of superhumans.
That’s exactly what Heinkel sent me.
‘superman.’
Kalt closed his eyes, reflecting on those words.
When I close my eyes, what comes to mind is a memory from a while ago. The experience of feeling death approaching right under my chin. It kept flashing before my eyes.
Superman of the sword.
Sword Master, Kuntel.
A former teacher and benefactor who became a familiar to an apostate. The sword he was swinging repeatedly appears and disappears before his eyes.
It was a sharp sword.
It was a beautiful sword.
There was nothing unnecessary, it was a perfect sword.
A rusty and broken knife. Twisted arm. Even without one of his arms, Kuntel swung his sword. The path drawn by the sword did not waver in the slightest.
The tip of the sword is quiet.
When the knife is swung once, something gets cut.
Swing, slash. That simple process was repeated infinitely. All Kalt could do in that space was to change his object so that it was not his neck that was cut.
‘I almost died.’
These are not empty words.
Death was close to my chin.
If only Kuntel’s body had been fine, if the gray wizard had been a little late in defeating the traitor, if only he had blinked one more time.
Obviously, he would have died.
“······.”
Kalt touched his eyes in silence.
The scar that started under my chin stung slightly.
‘Surviving itself is a miracle.’
It is the result of coincidence upon coincidence.
And, in a coincidence, Kalt felt.
‘wall.’
I heard it once.
‘Everyone has their own limits.’
People have certain limits.
Depending on the size of your talent, you don’t know where it will be. However, there are clearly limitations. The sword practitioners described it as a wall.
‘Something that cannot be overcome by ordinary means.’
A wall that cannot be overcome with simple effort.
Those who overcome that wall soon become masters of the sword. Those who broke their own limitations were called superhumans.
‘If you cross the wall…’
Kalt opened his eyes.
I look at my hands and think.
‘yet again.’
Wouldn’t it be possible to stand next to those shining people?
A thought suddenly occurred to me. But Kalt soon shook his head.
“It must be difficult.”
It is a wall that cannot be overcome even on the battlefield.
Right now, I could only guess the size of the wall, but I didn’t think I could get over it.
“Ugh.”
There was a lot to do.
It would be better to stop thinking about random things in moderation. Kalt let out a short breath and lifted the letter.
「Draka Trend Report.」
It was a matter that needed attention. Kalt narrowed his eyes and looked at what was written in the letter.
Sword Demon, Draka.
A person who became a superhuman with only madness and persistence.
Although his skills were outstanding, he was a person who was watched closely even by the knights because he was willing to use any means.
‘Uncontrolled superhuman.’
Therefore, you need to be more careful.
Kalt quickly scanned the report.
「…After a while, I am currently staying in the north.」
Looking at his current position, Kalt was inwardly relieved.
In fact, when it came to identifying Draka’s location, there was only one thing that Kalt had to worry about.
“···Luckily, I won’t have to run into my senior.”
The gray wizard Raniel.
Do her and Draka’s trends overlap? If they overlapped, one side had to be torn off no matter what.
‘Because you two have the worst chemistry.’
Kalt remembers clearly. What happened when Draka and Raniel met on the battlefield?
-What did you say?
-I answered that that was the best way. Was I wrong? Gray Wizard. Wouldn’t this be more efficient?
-Are you from the Delohim Church? Why the f*ck are you talking the same way as that bitch Sarah? Won’t you shut up?
-Don’t fuss like a brat, Gray. If you won’t do it, I will. This is the most efficient.
-hey.
-After collapsing the mountain and burying the entire mountain…
-I told you to shut your mouth.
An imminent situation.
-I definitely warned you.
-The desired sea. The kid doesn’t know his topic.
The internal division that occurred in front of the apostate.
“Ugh.”
It was terrible just to think about it.
Kalt trembled and folded the letter. In any case, it seemed unlikely that the two would ever meet.
Draka is in the far north.
And, the gray wizard is here in the royal capital.
‘We’ll never meet again.’
The probability of the two meeting each other is close to zero.
“clear.”
Kalt responded with a short text message.
3.
“Raniel, a letter has arrived.”
“yes? “A letter?”
Is there anyone you can send it to?
I tilted my head.
“Who is it from?”
“well. The material of the letter is unique. “I feel like I’ve seen this pattern somewhere…”
After a short pause, Master spoke.
“Ah, it’s the Grace family emblem.”
“Grace? “The Rachne family?”
“okay. “It seems like a letter from the north.”
I received the letter and opened it.
The content of the letter was plain.
“Is this an invitation?”
“invitation?”
“Yes, I guess Lark recommended me? “It seems like they want to invite you and treat you well…”
It was a good opportunity.
I nodded.
“It just worked out well.”
“Are you saying it went well? “What do you mean?”
“I already had to stop by the North once.”
I thought it would be a good idea to stop by on my way to the north.
‘How come things are going so well?’
You can go on a trip with a light heart. I folded the invitation and put it in my robe pocket.
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