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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 11

Chapter 11

“You⁠⁠‌ all did well.”⁠‍‌

At⁠ the promised time,⁠‍​ all the students‌⁠‌ had arrived at​⁠‍ the final destination.⁠​

Some​ made it on‍ their own, while⁠ others were eliminated‍​ and brought by‌⁠ the instructors.

The​⁠ only common factor⁠⁠ was that, with‌ the exception of‍⁠ a few who‌ arrived late, everyone‍ had witnessed or‌‌ experienced the final‍​ battle.

“Now​⁠ I will announce‌ the rankings.”

Grad,⁠⁠ who had just‌ finished a brief⁠‌‍ discussion with Rosalia,​ unfolded a piece‌‌⁠ of paper.

“First,⁠ the 31 pairs‍ (62 students) who⁠‌⁠ failed to enter‍ were excluded from‍‍‌ the ranking.”

“Ah…”‍​‌

“Of⁠‌⁠ all people, I had to run⁠ into those guys…”⁠

Groans​​⁠ of disappointment were​⁠ heard among the⁠‌​ eliminated students.

“53rd‍ place: Pair Horn⁠ and Bellos…”

“31st…”‍⁠

“Tenth…”⁠

With‍​​ each rank announced,⁠⁠ sighs and cheers​‌ erupted throughout the​​​ crowd.

“All‍ the top spots‍​ were taken by‍​‍ those who entered‍‌ with His Highness.”​

“Damn,‌‍ I’m jealous.”

“Awesome!‍⁠ We made the‍⁠ top 20!”

And‍​‍ then everyone began​‌ to realize something‍‍ truly unexpected had⁠ happened in this⁠‌⁠ exam.

“Wait…‍⁠ Carlo Deneb and⁠​ Alia Torta didn’t‌⁠​ even rank?”

“Oh,​​‍ you must’ve gotten⁠‍‍ here late. They‍‌‍ were eliminated early.”‌‍

“Those‌‍ two? They were‌⁠⁠ taken out early?‌ Seriously?”

The‍​ student, shocked by‌ the unbelievable story,‍​​ couldn’t help but‍‌ blurt it out.⁠‌​

“From⁠​ what I heard,‍‌ they ran into‌ Luina and Fernan.”⁠‍

“So‍⁠⁠ not only did​ those two arrive‌‌ first, but they‍ also took down⁠⁠​ Carlo’s pair?”

As‌‍ the whispers spread,‌ Carlo and Alia’s⁠‌ faces turned slightly​ red.

“…2nd‍‌⁠ place: Ludger Schwaben​ and Almon Donertz.”​‍

“And⁠⁠ 1st place: Luina⁠ Bercheff and Fernan‍⁠ Pellenberg.”

So⁠​ when the first-place‌ result was finally​‍ announced, no one‍‌ was surprised. There​‌ might’ve been some⁠‌ controversy in the‍⁠‌ process, but everyone‍ had seen with‌‍‌ their own eyes⁠ what they had⁠⁠⁠ accomplished.

“Honestly,‍‌ wasn’t that kind⁠‍​ of cowardly? They⁠​​ held back while​ everyone else fought,‍‍⁠ and then locked‍‍ them all up​⁠​ at the end.”‍​‌

“That’s​ not cowardice. That’s‌ intelligence. Besides, trapping‌⁠⁠ ten people for‌​ over five minutes​ is pure skill.”‌⁠

No⁠ one had expected⁠ Fernan to possess⁠‌⁠ such magical power‍⁠⁠ and ability. He’d⁠‌‌ just hidden it​ that well.

“Yeah,‌​ there’s no way​ he’s only tenth-rank‌⁠ material.”

“And​ Ludger and Almon​‌​ were there too,​‍‌ right?”

Most​​⁠ students had expected‍​⁠ Ludger and Almon​‌ to win this​‍ practical exam.

“And‍ they even beat‌‍⁠ Carlo and Alia…”‌⁠‌

“I‌‌⁠ get Luina. She’s‌⁠ basically on par⁠⁠ with Almon, right?​​‍ But there’s no⁠⁠ way she could’ve​ done it alone…”​⁠

“So​ you’re saying Fernan⁠‍ had been hiding‌‌ his strength?”

“But⁠ why? And if‍⁠ he was going‍‍‍ to hide it,​‍⁠ why reveal it‍‌ now?”

There​ could’ve been multiple‌‌ reasons, but few‍ had actually expected‌​ Fernan and Luina​‍ to take first‍‍‍ place.

Not​⁠‍ because they were‍‍ weak, but because⁠‍ the competition was‍‍ fierce. In a pair, both members​⁠‍ had to be‍ strong. And objectively,‍​ Fernan had always‌‌ been seen as​⁠ weaker than Luina.‌​‌

Still,‌ regardless of how‌‍ it happened, the‌⁠ winners were Fernan​ and Luina.

They​‍ had defeated Carlo⁠ and Alia, confined‍‍‍ other students, and⁠⁠​ proved that it‌ wasn’t just luck.​

“Quiet.​⁠⁠ I’m not finished‌ speaking.”

At‌ Professor Grad’s words,‍⁠ the murmuring students‍​ quieted down.

“Lastly,​‍ the scores from‌ this practical exam,‌⁠ along with the‌‌‌ bonus points, will​​⁠ be added to‍‍ your final semester‍‍ grades. The highest​ bonus scorers were‍⁠‍ Luina and Fernan,‌ who took down‌ eight pairs. Second‌ place was Almon,​⁠​ with six pairs…”​‌

Grad​​ continued announcing the‍‍⁠ rankings. That’s when⁠ the students realized.⁠

Luina⁠‌​ hadn’t partnered with‍ Fernan just for‌‌​ money. The Pellenberg⁠‌‌ name wasn’t content⁠‌ with a mere‌ tenth place.

And⁠​ the final semester⁠‌​ rankings might face‍​ a massive shake-up.​‍⁠

Cautious⁠‍ and wary eyes‌ turned toward Fernan⁠ and Luina.

“…Luina!”‍‍

After⁠ the practical ended,​ Luina headed toward‍ the Ravidus Hall.​

Thanks⁠​‍ to a wealthy​ benefactor, she had‌‌‍ ingested and applied​‌ potions like water,⁠⁠ so she had⁠ no lingering injuries‌‌‍ or physical issues.​

But⁠⁠‌ mentally, she was​​ exhausted after tumbling​ through the mountains⁠⁠⁠ for three days.‍

‘I‌‌ just want to⁠‌ crash into a soft bed and‌ sleep.’

But‌ before that, a sweet piece of⁠ chocolate would make​​⁠ her feel like‍ she didn’t need‍‍ any other luxury​‍‍ or indulgence.

Fortunately,​ she still had‍‍ some Kraken Ink‍ chocolate left—the reward‍⁠⁠ she’d received for‌⁠⁠ her victory.

Thank​ God I saved‍‍ some for a moment like this,‌​​ she thought, smiling‌​​ to herself as‌​‍ she walked.

“Luina!”⁠​​

A voice pierced her‌⁠ ears, snapping her‍‍‌ out of her⁠ thoughts. Turning around,‍⁠⁠ she saw two⁠‍‍ students running toward‌ her.

“Bella?​‌​ Aina?”

They⁠⁠ were her friends‌ from the Knight​ Faculty.

“Come‌​‌ with us for​‌​ a second.”

“What’s⁠ with the sudden—?”⁠‌

“Just‍‍​ come.”

Suddenly,​ they grabbed Luina’s⁠ hands and dragged‍⁠⁠ her off. Their‌‍‌ destination was a small town café.‍

Bella​​ first ordered a rich chocolate cake​ and handed it‍‍⁠ to Luina.

“Eat​ this.”

“…Out‌⁠​ of nowhere?”

“Just​ eat it.”

“Well,‌ if you’re giving‍ it to me,‌​ I guess…”

The‌‌‌ sweet taste of⁠⁠⁠ chocolate filled her​‍ mouth, and Luina’s‌⁠​ expression softened a bit.

Watching​‍‌ carefully, Aina’s eyes‍⁠​ lit up like‌​ she’d been waiting⁠⁠ for this moment​ and fired off⁠⁠ a question.

“When​‌ did you know?”​

“Know‍ what?”

Luina⁠‌‌ blinked, confused by‌‍ the sudden question.⁠

“Fernan.​‌ I mean Fernan.”⁠‌⁠

“What​‌‍ about Fernan?”

“When⁠‍ did you know​‍ he was hiding‍‌​ his strength?”

Without⁠⁠ waiting for a reply, Aina continued.‌‍

“Honestly,​‍ at first I thought you were‌‌ crazy. All the‍ mage students were​​⁠ dying to be​‌⁠ your partner, and⁠‌‍ you suddenly picked​‍‍ Fernan?”

It‍‌ wasn’t that Fernan‍⁠ lacked anything. But⁠⁠ considering Luina’s ambition​ for top grades⁠‌ and her excellent​‍ record, it had​​‌ seemed like a strange choice to‍ everyone.

“I⁠ didn’t say anything,‌ but I really⁠ did wonder if​⁠ it was about‌ the money. Not⁠‌‍ saying it was—just‍‌‌ that… if not,‍​ what other reason‍​​ could there be?​‌‌ Just a little?”⁠‌

“Yeah,​‌‍ just a little.”‍‍​

Luina⁠‌ flinched slightly at⁠ their words, but‍‍‌ thankfully it wasn’t​‌ too noticeable.

“…No,‌ it’s not that.”‍⁠⁠

She⁠⁠ hadn’t actually had​​‌ any other reason,​⁠⁠ but now they​⁠ were handing her​ a great excuse.‍⁠

“Just‍‍‌ like you said,​‌ I saw Fernan’s‍‍ potential. That’s all.”⁠

“Knew‌‌‍ it! I knew​‍‌ you wouldn’t do​‌⁠ it for the​ money!”

“Exactly.​⁠ Someone like you⁠​⁠ wouldn’t care about​​⁠ that. Sorry for‍⁠ misunderstanding.”

“It⁠‍ was easy to‌​ see it that‌‍⁠ way, so we‌ understand.”

It⁠⁠ was true, after⁠ all.

Though​ Luina felt a pang of guilt‌‌ for lying, she​ forced herself to​⁠ keep her composure.​‍​

“But​ still, it’s a bit surprising. It’s⁠‌ not like you‌⁠‌ didn’t have better⁠⁠ options. I mean,​ we’re talking about⁠‌​ Pellenberg. Weren’t they⁠‍‌ the ones who​‌‌ screwed over your​‍ family?”

“…That​‍ was a matter⁠ between our families.⁠‍⁠ There’s no reason⁠‌ to take it​ personally.”

That⁠ wasn’t true. She​​‌ didn’t have a good opinion of⁠​⁠ the Pellenbergs or‌ Fernan either.

But‌‍‍ she was sincere⁠​⁠ in saying it‍​‌ was a family​⁠‍ issue. No argument‍​ between her and‌‌⁠ Fernan would solve⁠‍​ that.

…Or‌ at least, that’s‌ what she had⁠‍​ believed until recently.⁠

“…You’re‌‍ too kind, Luina.”‍​⁠

“If‌‍ it were me,‍ no matter what,⁠⁠⁠ I never would’ve‌‍⁠ partnered with Fernan.”⁠

“Same​‌ here, same here.”​

“But‌​ even if he​‌‍ was hiding his‌​​ power, isn’t Fernan‍​‍ still a bit‍ lacking compared to​‍ Carlo?”

Bella‌ brought up the⁠⁠⁠ question again.

Luina⁠⁠ didn’t have much‌‍‍ to say; she‌ thought the same⁠​‌ thing herself. But‍⁠⁠ there was no‍‌​ need to make‍⁠ excuses.

“I‍‌⁠ think the reason‌‍ became pretty clear‌‌ this time.”

History‌‍ is always written​ by the victors.⁠

“That’s‍ true.”

“Well,‌ I trust you‌​ know what you’re⁠​ doing, Luina.”

The⁠​‌ girls nodded, accepting​ her explanation. Their​ conversation shifted into‍​‌ casual chatter.

“I​‍​ didn’t even rank‍ this time. Got​ knocked out right​⁠‌ after running into​‌ His Highness and​​ Almon.”

“Talk‍ about bad luck!⁠ At least I made it. I ran into Harold⁠‍⁠ halfway and nearly‍ had a heart⁠‍‍ attack, but I guess I was⁠‌⁠ so close to​⁠ the end that​‍ he just let‍‍ me go.”

“You’re‍ lucky.”

Luina‍‍ listened quietly, until‍‍⁠ Bella’s question pulled​‍ her back into⁠‍ the conversation.

“What‍ about you, Luina?”​⁠

“…What​⁠ about me?”

“Those​ three days with‍⁠⁠ Fernan. I mean,​ we didn’t see⁠ you fight, so⁠ we’re really curious‍‌‌ about what it‍ was like.”

Aina​ jumped in too.⁠

“Yeah,⁠ tell us!”

“There’s‍ nothing amazing to​‌‌ tell.”

“Come‍⁠ on, you don’t​‍‌ take first place​⁠ without doing something⁠‍‌ incredible.”

“Yeah!‍‌ You even beat⁠‍‌ Carlo and Alia!”‌​

“Hmm.”⁠‍‌

Luina‌‍ paused and thought⁠⁠⁠ back.

It‍‍​ wouldn’t be wrong‌​‍ to say they⁠​‌ won thanks to⁠‍‍ Fernan. The problem​⁠ was, it was⁠‌​ all because of​​ an artifact. She​‍ thought it was‌ a little cheap,‌​ and Fernan didn’t⁠⁠ want anyone to‍ know.

“We‍ just had good‍ synergy.”

“That’s⁠ it?”

“There’s​⁠⁠ really not much⁠ more to say…”⁠⁠‌

The‌‍​ vague answer left‌‍⁠ the table in‍‍ silence for a moment.

“But⁠‍‌ Luina,” said Bella,‌ breaking the quiet,‍‍‍ “it wasn’t really⁠ about the money,​⁠‌ was it?”

“I‍ already said no.‍⁠ Why bring it‌​ up again?”

“No,‌‌ it’s just that…”‍

Her​‌‌ gaze dropped to‌​‌ Luina’s body.

“Your​‍⁠ armor looks different…”⁠

“And‌‌ now that you‌ mention it, your​‍‌ weapon too…”

Cough.‍⁠​ Luina had to‍ use her aura​ just to stop‌⁠ the tea from‌ shooting out her⁠‍‍ nose. Her throat​‌ and nose burned,‍ but she kept​⁠​ her expression as⁠⁠ neutral as possible.‌‍

“I⁠⁠​ changed them with‌‍ the scholarship. My​ father’s in a good spot, so⁠⁠ he told me​‌ not to ask⁠ for anything this‌‌⁠ time. And my‌⁠⁠ gear was a little worn.”

“Really?”⁠⁠‌

“Good‍⁠​ for you, Luina.‍ Honestly, your equipment‍ was pretty worn‍⁠ out. I even‍ thought about buying​​⁠ you new gear​ myself.”

‘Thank‍ God. That seemed⁠⁠​ to work. I’m​ really glad I thought of that⁠⁠​ in advance.’

Luina‌ breathed a silent​​‌ sigh of relief.⁠⁠​

It​​ was a secret​⁠ that she made‌ up excuses like​ this daily to⁠‌‍ hide the fact‍‍‌ she was getting⁠ support from Fernan.‌​

***‌‍​

“Thanks‌​‍ for your hard‍​​ work.”

As⁠ Fernan exited the‌⁠‍ classroom, his attendant⁠ was waiting for‍ him. He flopped‍⁠ down on the‍‍​ bed inside the‍⁠‌ carriage as if​ it were the‍​ most natural thing​​​ in the world.‌​‍

“…I⁠ feel like I’m‌⁠​ gonna die.”

“I​ heard you came⁠‍ in first.”

“Yeah.‍​‌ I bought first​‍‍ place with money.”‌

Fernan​ let out a dry laugh.

“That’s⁠‍​ why I love‍​⁠ money.”

“Did‌ you end up⁠‌ using everything you⁠ brought?”

“Thankfully,‌​ not everything.”

Though‍ not everything was⁠‍ used, the amount​ spent wasn’t small.​

“At‍ least I managed​⁠ to recover a bit.”

Fernan⁠⁠​ pulled out five⁠‍‌ glass bottles filled​ with troll blood‌‍ and handed them⁠​ over.

“I⁠‍​ see troll blood.”‌​​

“I⁠⁠‌ didn’t have time‌ to take all‌‌​ of it. Just​​‌ picked the most​‍ efficient stuff.”

“Well⁠⁠ done. And how‍ was Luina Bercheff?”​

“More⁠ cooperative than expected.”‍

For⁠ someone he had​ basically bought as​ a partner, she‌ wasn’t bad.

She‌‍ turned down a few options now​‌​ and then, but​⁠‍ when they were‍‌ reasonable, she didn’t⁠ object.

Not​‍‍ to mention her⁠‍ skills. There was‍ a reason she‍⁠⁠ was ranked second.​ Still, it wasn’t​ clear if she’d⁠⁠ actually become a Royal Knight.

“…I’m‍​⁠ exhausted.”

A lot had happened.⁠

Getting‍‌⁠ practical and sudden​‍ visions of possible⁠ futures was draining—physically⁠‌⁠ and mentally.

“You​‍‌ should get some‍ rest. I’ll wake‌⁠ you up once⁠​ we arrive at‌​ Ravidus Hall.”

“Thanks.​ Oh, by the‍ way, anything unusual​‌⁠ happen while I was gone?”

“Nothing​ inside the academy.”‌

Which⁠ meant something had​ happened outside it.⁠​

“What⁠‌ is it?”

“A‌​‌ letter arrived.”

“A‌ letter?”

The‍ attendant handed it​‍​ over. The golden​​ turtle emblem stamped‍‌​ on the wax​ seal made it​‍ clear who it‍ was from at‍ a glance.

“My‍‌ father?”

“Yes.‌⁠ A letter from‍ the Duke himself.”​

Fernan​⁠ opened the envelope‍​ and unfolded the​‍ letter.

On​‍​ the pristine white‍⁠‌ stationery.

As⁠⁠‍ if to emphasize‍‍⁠ the beauty of‌​ the empty space,⁠⁠ only one line​⁠ was written.

[I‌ accept your audacious⁠‍ offer.]

And‍ yet, that single‍​‍ line was powerful.‌‍​ It was exactly​ what Fernan had​‌ hoped for.

“…Perfect.”‍‍‌

“Your⁠‌‌ bluff paid off?”‌‌

“It⁠ was the pufferfish‍‌ tactic.”

A mocking smile curled⁠ on Fernan’s lips.​ An unsettling future‍‍ might have begun⁠‍​ to take shape.‌‌‌

But‍ for now, everything⁠ was going according​‌ to plan.

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