EP.167 A freshman who brings a storm (1)
As Ayla walks down the cold, windy hallway, she gets lost in thought. What she comes to mind is a sentence she came across in one of her books.
“Meeting is unexpected.”
“An event is also like an encounter.”
“That’s because it comes out of nowhere.”
It was my favorite sentence.
People live intertwined with other people. Just as a skein of thread becomes twisted and tangled, people become entangled with others. In that twist, events occur.
“Ah, Master!”
“You were here, Lark.”
For example, that woman who is trying hard to feign composure and hide her emotions… and that boy who easily forgets trivial things.
‘Master and disciple.’
It is a relationship created by a chance meeting.
Establishing a relationship with a priest may not have been easy. There must have been many incidents before two people who did not get along with each other called each other teacher and disciple.
“Thank you for accompanying me. “Princess Ayla.”
“What. Have a good time.”
I wave my hand and see them off.
Ayla watched them for a long time as they walked away, fighting along the hallway. The relationship between disciple and teacher was quite enviable.
‘Accident’
Every meeting in the world is a coincidence.
A chance relationship sprouts from a chance meeting. For some, a teacher, for others, a student, and for others, a colleague is a product of coincidence.
That’s how relationships are built.
Suddenly and accidentally, in an unexpected place.
‘That’s natural.’
Most people live that way.
However, it was not Ayla.
For the fourth princess, Ayla, there is no such thing as a chance meeting. She grew up in an impossible environment. Her seat does not allow her any variables.
‘If there is any luck that comes from a chance meeting.’
There was also bad luck that came from a chance meeting.
Those who sit in high positions… that is, those who value themselves tend to become conservative. There is nothing more to say if you are born with the blood of the most noble royal family in the land.
Ayla lived under strict control.
Meetings take place under controlled, calculated, and thorough verification. There is no room for the variable of chance to intervene there. Life without coincidences was boring.
Walk a set path.
Just walk.
It is a road with high walls built on both sides. I can’t even look around. Since you can’t see other paths, there’s no way to compare this path with other paths to see if it’s wrong or right. I just walk as someone tells me to do.
but.
‘It happens very occasionally.’
Ayla stretched out her hand.
‘People who tear down the walls built high and set foot on the road as they please.’
I grabbed the doorknob and pulled.
‘therefore.’
The door opened with a rattling sound.
‘Someone who can help me.’
The door opens and the wind blows.
My hair swayed in the blowing wind.
Fluffy.
Ayla’s platinum-blonde hair sparkled under the lazy afternoon sunlight. As she ran her fingers through her platinum-colored hair, Ayla put someone’s name into her mouth.
“hello.”
The second coincidence I encountered.
“Professor Rania.”
A person who breaks down walls and appears on his own path. Ayla smiles as she looks at the professor with the same gray hair as the first coincidence.
“It feels like it’s been a while since I last saw you.”
Hiding my shaking emotions.
She smiled, feigning composure.
2.
“······.”
I looked at the desk in silence.
There was a letter lying on the desk. This is letter paper sealed with the pattern of a red rose dusted with gold powder. Tap tap, I touched the table with my finger.
Tap, and tap again.
Without touching the table like that, I let out a short breath. I tilted my head back.
“···What on earth is this?”
It was a letter that Princess Ayla gave me in the infirmary a little while ago. She gave me her letter and left without saying anything. She looked like she was in a hurry.
‘I brought it with me first.’
Mana Trading Faculty Office.
I stared at the letter that was placed on my table. This was because I could not understand the intention of this letter.
“This is a letter from the first princess.”
I knew about this pattern.
That was the problem. I took out the letter from my arms. It was a magic tool connected to the first princess.
‘Why bother leaving this behind?’
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This is a magic tool I received from her.
Why are you sending a letter through Princess Ayla, leaving behind a magic tool that can respond right away? This was not something Princess Le Ruel, who hated her troublesome work, would do.
“···uh?”
And, that is the point.
I feel out of place once again.
‘Why is this happening?’
I narrowed my eyes. The condition of the magic tool was strange. The flow of mana that was supposed to connect directly to the opponent was shattered. It wasn’t me that was smashed.
‘The person receiving the letter.’
So, it means that something went wrong with the magic tool that Princess Lruel possessed.
“······.”
The pupils narrowed slightly.
I moved my gaze to the desk. I reached out for the letter on the desk. First, it seemed necessary to check this letter.
Squeak.
I opened the sealed letter. Suddenly, a letter fell out of the stationery. I unfolded it.
“Be careful.”
The letter began with a warning.
It was a letter befitting Princess Leruelle, who always starts with the main point.
“We are currently in a very difficult situation, so please understand that we must deliver the letter ‘this way.’”
A brief description of the situation.
“Professor, I have something to tell you, so I am leaving you this letter.”
I lowered my gaze.
My eyes moved quickly following the next sentence.
“The first prince, Isaac, has moved.”
“My brother is interested in Aplia Academy. To be more precise, they probably focused their attention on the newly appeared hero candidate… and Ayla, who is currently enrolled there.”
1st Prince, Isaac.
I had heard quite a bit about that prince from Princess Leruel. A person with a bad attitude and paranoia.
‘···The prince is targeting Aplia?’
I tilted my head.
It seemed like it was a letter written with quite a bit of weight, but it didn’t feel like a big problem to me.
“···What do you do with your interest?”
It was a serious question.
Are you saying that you are planning to stage a royal political drama in Aplia? Well, that wasn’t a very pleasant thing. Because this was a place for students to run, not a place for power struggle.
“My brother will use various tactics.”
“I will invest generously in what cards I can use, and I don’t know what the purpose is, but it is difficult to assume that this is the normal direction.”
In my head, I roughly calculated the number of troops the First Prince could command.
‘The maximum number of troops… is it the Royal Family’s Knights and Hounds?’
Still not a problem.
“Of course, she trusts your abilities.”
And, there was no way Princess Leruel did not know that. Because she saw me wandering around her villa from the nearest place.
“I also know that no matter how many different means my brother devises, they will be meaningless in front of you. Nevertheless, I warn you.”
Still, she warned me.
“My brother called a person to the royal capital.”
Who is that person?
It was written in the very next sentence. I shifted my gaze to the next sentence. And, my eyes were fixed on one line of sentence.
“The madman, Kelhalm.”
The name of a certain superman was written in the letter.
3.
“The madman, Kelhalm.”
The last wizard of a fallen country.
He was once a wise man, but as a result of reaching out for something he could not handle, he became a madman.
The madman, Kelhalm.
A wizard who has reached the rank of superhuman.
‘Raniel, I hate heroes.’
‘It’s not just the warrior. I hate anything to do with stars.’
‘The stars, the hero, the devil, the four disasters, all of them are an abomination to me. I detest all non-human beings. It’s disgusting, it’s driving me crazy.’
and.
‘Non-human beings should not exist on this earth.’
A being who hates stars more than anyone else.
“He is heading to Aplia.”
He comes here.
I slowly raised my hand and covered my mouth. He tapped his chin and opened his mouth. What came out of my mouth was a question. Really, a simple question.
“how?”
What caught my attention was not the part about the madman Kelhalm. It was the part where the first prince summoned Kelhalm to the royal capital. I couldn’t understand that sentence.
‘I’m not the one who comes when he calls me?’
The madman, Kelhalm.
Why is he a madman?
He placed all kinds of restrictions on himself to control his madness. And he moved his body according to the course of action he had given himself.
‘And as far as I know…’
One of those courses of action was to not leave the battlefield. He chained himself to the battlefield. Because he also knew that he was a madman.
‘By what means?’
I had no idea what kind of harm the first prince had done. He did not know for what purpose he had called him to the royal capital or why he was sending him to Aplia.
However, there was one thing I knew.
“···It’s not good.”
The madman Kelhalm.
His coming to Aplia was never a good thing. To me, who knew his course of action, this situation struck me as very serious.
“I hate heroes.”
“If I can kill an apostate, the next person I will kill is you, Kyle. “These are you warriors.”
“There is no need for non-humans in this world. “Everything associated with the abominable star must die.”
Just before all restrictions are released and we are swept into madness.
What Kelhalm said to Kyle in that split second.
What lies at the first principle of all Kelhalm’s actions.
‘Kelhalm hates the stars and apostates.’
And, in Aplia, there are many people related to stars. There are three people I know right now. There was even a person who fulfilled the two things Kelhalm hated at the same time.
smart.
Just then, someone knocked on the door of the teacher’s office.
The person who opened the door and came inside was a girl. She was the girl I called into the teacher’s office to hand out textbooks.
“I came because you called me, Professor Rania.”
The girl who smiled brightly and twisted her hair with her fingers was the child I took charge of this semester.
“Chloe.”
“Yes, Professor Rania?”
White hair and green eyes.
A girl who looks very similar to an apostate and is chosen by a star to become a warrior. I looked at her and opened her mouth.
“I felt sorry as soon as I entered the school.”
“yes?”
“Do you want to take a leave of absence just this semester?”
“···yes? “What do you mean?”
