Chapter 138 – Episode 137. It’s an Academy, but Why Are There No Intelligent Characters? (3)
They come from the North.
“Hey, are you pretty strong?”
“… Anyway, this is my first time running like this… “
That coppery face is almost white.
Ashley looked at Eranya, who jumped off the horse first, with a puzzled expression.
Then, with a small sigh, he dismounted from the horse he had been riding on. The northern Mitterien soldiers who had arrived earlier recognized him and quickly ran to him with admiration.
“Young master!”
“Ugh. How are you? The faces are fine.”
“Bocchan has a bad face.”
“Don’t talk. How about a week’s distance… “
He rode a horse in the Grand Duchy of Mitterien in the north, and rode Eranya there without stopping.
They took turns sleeping, eating while running, and except for going to the bathroom, they kept running, changing horses in between.
I had no choice but to run like that at Eranya’s urging that it would be a big deal if I was late, but I wonder if it was really necessary.
“Where is Wolfgang?”
“Wolfgang… “
The soldiers’ eyes lit up.
A bright blue flame begins to burn in the eyes of various colors.
Who is wolfgang
He is the proud Grand Duke of Einthofen, a unified empire that is unified in name and reality.
A personality who gave up power and went to the north on his own.
Claiming to be the frozen shield of the Empire,
The protector of the empire who blocked the barbarians of the north without disturbing an inch.
What is this cheeky woman who calls such a person by the name of a neighborhood dog?
“… Where is your father?”
But Ashley already knew.
He knew what kind of existence Erania was, and that he could treat not only Wolfgang, but also Kreuz von Einthafen, the current emperor of the empire, as he pleased.
“Wolfgang!”
The commander’s tent opened and the dazzling sunlight shone through.
Even faster than that, something green jumped into the tent, and before Kreuz, Wolfgang, and Weizik, who were discussing something inside the tent, knew what it was, the green thing was standing in front of them.
“Look at these little kids, they’re all old and all grown up.”
“… Her?”
Kreuz, Wolfgang, and Weizik stared blankly at the map that had been displaying the restoration status until just now, and the table on which the map was placed. To be precise, someone on the table.
“… Isn’t it Erana-sister?”
“Yes, Dabi Jeong!”
“Isn’t it about time you stopped babbling your tongue… “
Kreuz waved his hand at the escorts rushing into the tent.
It was obviously strange to anyone to see Erania jumping freely into this tent where the emperor and two of the pillars of the empire were located, but in fact, that was not the point.
“Come down. This is a table where we were having a fairly important meeting.”
Kreuz smiled reluctantly and said to Erania.
Only then did Eranya look down at the table she was on.
There were quite familiar names on the map—names of buildings within the academy.
The extent of restoration and the progress of the remaining work were also written in small letters.
“Ahh, okay. Whenever these ask for it, come now and berate them. They are despicable.”
As Kreutz said, these must be quite important.
“So, how is the situation now?”
Erania came down from the table.
There was no sound as her booted feet landed on her ground.
Like a curtain fluttering in the spring breeze, the green hair falls down as if it would make a purr sound.
“Let’s talk. Could this sister solve it again?”
It started with him.
Who will tell the story
This absurd story that you would think makes no sense.
How should I tell you that this happened at the academy right next to the capital of the Einhafen Empire?
Fierce eye fight.
The winner of this fight had already been decided.
Eranya doesn’t care about the titles of humans, but for her, titles were still important to those here.
For that reason, Kreuz, the universal emperor, is excluded.
And in the fight between Wolfgang and Weizik, Weizik, who practically broke the curtain, was able to apply silent pressure against Wolfgang.
“… That’s it.”
Wolfgang cleared his throat lightly and opened his mouth.
“—That’s how it happened.”
“Astain had a pretty big accident.”
“Astein? Who is that?”
“Why, narrow eyes… No, I have to explain, you guys don’t know. Haven’t you seen it?”
I know because it’s Eranya.
The entire time Eranya listened to Wolfgang’s explanation, it felt like Astain’s actions and words were putting the puzzle together.
And at the same time, I thought that Astain wasn’t as intelligent as I thought.
Of course, Astain’s original plan was to cover the academy with a curtain, isolate it from the outside world, and die in it.
It must have been the intention of causing terror in the heart of the Empire and letting everyone know that there are things that even Einhafen’s armed forces cannot achieve.
In fact, Astain had said that with that intention in the self-sustaining tower.
But that failed spectacularly.
I underestimated the power of Einhafen.
He looked down on the commanding staff and the strength of the students who were organizing the academy.
The plan he tried to destroy from the inside didn’t really work in terms of force far beyond his thoughts and expectations, and the veil, which he thought was an absolute defense, was shattered by Baijik’s repeated attacks of great magic.
“Anyway, there is a guy like that. If he is… “
“Now, wait… Bar, Lady Violet… ?!”
“When did you come! You came running to rescue me! Violet, did you work hard!?”
Hearing the shouts of a man and a woman from outside the tent, the eyes of those inside simultaneously turned to the outside.
The embarrassed voice of Ashley, who was standing guard outside, and the voice of a young lady who must be talking to Ashley.
She stopped saying “Eranya” In that voice and looked at Wolfgang with a smirk.
“Hey, Wolfgang.”
“What is this?”
“Your daughter-in-law is here.”
“… A daughter-in-law?”
It was the first time for Wolfgang.
A daughter-in-law, not a son-in-law, but a daughter-in-law?
I didn’t understand what Eranya was saying for a moment, but then Kreuz, who was sitting there, jumped up and went to the entrance of the tent and pulled back the thick tarp covering the entrance.
And in front of him is a bronzed-skinned lady who is smiling as she hugs Ashley, a sheep she says she will never let go of, and a girl with a tanned complexion who wants to get rid of her, but doesn’t know where to hold on to her and pushes her away. There was Ashley’s figure.
“Ashley… ?”
“Ah, His Majesty the Emperor… ! Violet… No, Lady Otria! His Majesty the Emperor has delivered!”
“Heh… !?”
Violet, who finally came to her senses and saw who had opened the tent door, let go of Ashley’s throat in a hurry.
Then, along with Ashley, he knelt down on his knees.
“The eternal glory of the Einhafen Empire! Violet of House Autria, greeting the Emperor!”
“The eternal glory of the Einhafen Empire! Ashley of the Mitterien family, I see Your Majesty the Emperor!”
“Come on, wake up. There is no need for excessive protocol on the battlefield.”
Ashley and Violet, along with the emperor and Kreuz’s Yunheo, stood up cautiously and stepped aside.
No matter how much the emperor said he didn’t need protocol, he shouldn’t have done it right away.
Since a minimum of protocol was required, he couldn’t commit the rudeness of standing squarely in the face of the emperor.
“Yeah, now I see… Is it Lady Violet?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Huh, what a lively young lady. Baikar has raised her daughter very well.”
Creutz hated ostentation.
What is good is good and what is not good is not.
If he was saying this, he was actually praising Violet.
“The castle is ruined, Your Majesty.”
“What is your last name? Just do what you do. Well, it’s safe to be such a great person. Anyway, look. Wolfgang.”
“Yes.”
“… Why even you?”
“No matter what, I have another eye, so I can’t do it comfortably.”
That is also true.
“Whatever it is. Anyway, from the looks of it, Wolfgang seems to be the son-in-law of Baikar and that friend.”
“Huh.”
Indeed, it is worth it.
Violet, who was peeking at Ashley’s profile while glancing at the emperor’s safety, her eyes were unusually soft. Those eyes were definitely the same as when Astrid looked at Leopold.
It must be the eyes of a woman in love.
“… You must be young.”
“I mean.”
“… What nonsense are the blue things talking about?”
As the two gray-haired, middle-aged men exchanged vague glances, a sharp, thorny voice flew in.
“Hey, I think you guys are just as young. Youth is youth. What nonsense are you talking about?”
It was Erana.
“Come in. Violet and Ashley. Come in and talk.”
*
“Was it Astain?”
Inside the tent, which only had Kreuz, Wolfgang, and Weizik, it felt quite full thanks to the number of people who had grown to six.
Eranya, who was the only one among the people sitting around the square table acting as if nothing had happened, asked Violet as soon as she saw her.
“How did you know?”
Unlike Astrid, Violet, who was quite quick-witted, applied honorifics like a knife to Erania, who treated the emperor, the Grand Duke of the North, and the Mage Tower as a child.
“Astein ran away after fighting me. She was supposed to go to the academy, but she thinks that’s right. So, where did she go, Astain?”
“I ran away because the curtain was broken.”
“Tent? Was there another tent?”
“Not that.”
Instead of Violet, Emily explained everything.
Kreuz, who had been quietly watching Emily speak in a calm tone from beginning to end, including the parts she had heard from Violet, as she spoke coherently, looked at Weissick.
“You raised your daughter really well.”
“Of course. Isn’t the name a magician? It’s something you have to be smart about.”
Remembering Astrid, who couldn’t use magic at all, Wolfgang cleared his throat.
“So, what exactly is Astein’s true identity?”
“At this point, you should know. My guess is that they belong to the royal family of a country that perished during the unification war.”
“Royalty… Can’t you guess where one or two countries were destroyed?”
That’s it.
At least twenty kingdoms were destroyed by Einthofen during the Unification War.
Even if they said they were royalty, there was not one or two guesses, and it was difficult to figure out with just that.
“Isn’t there a country that uses witchcraft?”
“Oh, I guess there was. I can’t remember the name, but.”
The royal family of a country that uses witchcraft who must have held a grudge against Einhafen.
There isn’t much to pinpoint.
“Anyway, he sucked up four blessings.”
“What else do you mean by that?”
Stories I hear for the first time here and there keep popping up.
“It is literally. I don’t know what kind of trick it is, but I’ve been collecting blessings. I collected four, what was it? It wasn’t a divine protection that directly affected the battle.”
In the first place, Eranya had no interest in divine protection.
I think Astain said something while absorbing Divine Protection in the Tower of Self-Renewal, but I forgot it because I wasn’t really interested in it.
“No, what if I forget that?”
It’s an important story, but I forgot about it.
Wolfgang glared at Eranya with a bewildered expression.
A scene where a gray-haired man glared at a young woman who was still blue and full of youth.
“You look like you are my age.”
And the woman’s answer.
“How much difference do you say?”
It was a really awkward conversation.
At Wolfgang’s blunt words, Eranya’s expression sulked and seemed to pout.
“How important it is, do you forget it?”
“Hey, if you live a long time, there are times when you forget everything. You don’t know because you’re old too. And, what difference does it make? It wasn’t long before you chased after me saying I love you sister?”
“Well, why are you talking about that here?!”
It was a very difficult place to be serious.
*
‘But it’s strange.’
Why did Paris disappear?
Why did you disappear
No matter how much Veracien tried, he couldn’t figure out why Paris had disappeared.
Judging from the circumstances, there was no doubt that Paris had been reverse summoned to the Demon Realm.
Otherwise, Pariser has emptied her native tower, and she has no reason not to respond to her call.
There are two cases that can be inferred as the cause.
First, Eranyago, an elf girl, killed Paris.
‘This is unlikely.’
Erania is an elf.
The Eranya she saw at the academy was a bit dazed, and the Eranya she encountered this time was a bit different from her academy, but she didn’t know if he was that strong.
Although she is a succubus in Paris, her combat power was always guaranteed as the basics were demons.
Paris, who did that, disappears without even contacting her, which is ridiculous to her.
Second, Astain betrayed me.
This was a possibility.
Because Astain is narrow-eyed.
Besides, he’s a sorcerer.
Besides, for every plan she made, she only failed over and over again.
She pretends to be smart, but in reality she isn’t.
‘Come to think of it… Wasn’t the other party’s betrayal part of the contract cancellation condition?’
It seemed that there was
Vera Shien opened her closed eyes and looked in front of her.
Leopold sits in the seat of his coach and keeps his back straight while dozing.
Even though the carriage was shaking so much, only his head was shaking, and his posture was not broken in the slightest.
“Uhh… “
In contrast, Astrid was sleeping with her mouth wide open, leaning on Leopold’s shoulder.
Dripping down your lips… No, Veracien pretended not to see and closed his eyes again.
That beast-like girl is surprisingly sensitive to other people’s gazes, and even if she only stared at her for a moment like this, she might wake up in a flash.
Even so, I had no intention of doing any harm.
Above all, Vera Shien, for her part, was determined to support Leopold and Astrid.
‘Astain is no fun. The one who didn’t fulfill the contract was Astain in the first place. Besides, she even killed them in Paris.’
How did you kill Paris?
It was a bit strange when you think about it that way.
Astein was a sorcerer, and sorcery was closer to delayed effect than immediate effect.
A more effective method for indirectly killing others than for cursing them or using barriers or camps to kill them directly.
Besides, even if he absorbed divine protection, it was all unrelated to combat power, so there was something suspicious about killing Paris.
‘… Since it was Astain, he must have done something. No way. I don’t know. Anyway, Astain would have done it.’
What is the contract cancellation procedure?
Thinking that if Astein had heard it, he would have screamed out loud, “What kind of madness is this?” Vera Sien was searching for her memory to recall the process of canceling her contract.
