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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 130

Chapter 130

“We​⁠ were the ones​‌ who saved Bercheff!‍‍​ We believe we‌ also have a right to this!”‍​​

After‌‍ arriving at the⁠‍‌ Academy, Aint used​‌​ the teleportation circle,⁠⁠‌ taking advantage of⁠ the authority of‌​ the Count of​‌ Bercheff, and thus‌‌ arrived directly in⁠‌ the region. There,⁠‌ an unexpected situation⁠‍ awaited him.

Until‍‌ facing the gigantic​​ three-meter egg, everything⁠ had gone well.​‌

— It’s certain. No​ doubt, it’s Decarabia’s⁠ egg.

— How the hell⁠ did they get⁠‌‌ this?

— Is that rich‌ guy more competent⁠ than he seems,​‍​ or are the​​ corrupt just a bunch of idiots?‌‌

— No… in this‍​⁠ case, the idiot‍ must be Kimaris.‌‌

The‍‌‍ egg was real,⁠‌⁠ and Aint was⁠‍ already prepared to​​‌ destroy it at‌ any moment.

“So‍ you’re Aint Armian.‍ They call me​ Alby Gallian, an⁠‍ old man locked‍ in his chambers.”​⁠‍

“Hello,‌⁠‍ Aint. This man⁠​ isn’t just any​ old guy, he’s‍ Cardinal Alby, an​ Archmage.”

That⁠‌​ was the problem—there⁠⁠‌ were people protecting⁠ the egg.

“Impossible!‍‍​ I will never‍⁠ allow it!”

They​⁠ weren’t corrupt nor‍ beasts. In fact,‍‌‍ they had exterminated‌ monsters and saved‌⁠ Bercheff.

They​⁠ were known as⁠‌ the priests of⁠ the Dragon God​⁠ Cult.

And⁠‍⁠ the one who,‍‍ from the front‌‌‌ lines, was deploying⁠‌ great magic to⁠‍⁠ keep anyone from​⁠​ approaching the egg⁠⁠⁠ was none other‌‌⁠ than one of‍ the five cardinals​​ of the cult,‌‌ an Archmage.

“Please,​​⁠ your eminence.”

At‍​ his side, trying⁠​‌ to stop him,​‌‍ was the saint‍ of the cult.‍

Aint‌​⁠ didn’t understand what‍‌ the hell was‍‍ happening.

Why‌‍ would a cardinal​‍⁠ prevent the destruction⁠ of a demon⁠ egg?

“It’s‍‌‍ simple.”

Fernan,⁠‌ who had brought‌‍ him there, summarized‌⁠ the situation.

“So,‌ they say we​​⁠ shouldn’t destroy it,⁠‍ but investigate it‌‍​ instead?”

“That’s‍ right. And it’s​ not an entirely⁠ wrong argument. If‌ we manage to‍​‌ discover some weakness‌ of the demons​‍ by investigating the​​⁠ egg, we’d come​​ out ahead.”

And‌‍ the cult had‌ the capacity to​‍ do that.

In​ fact, their “Holy‌‍​ Flame” magic and⁠ holy water had⁠‌‍ shown great effectiveness‌‌ against demons and‍ monsters.

— Nonsense! That egg‍​⁠ is practically a fragment of Decarabia!‍​⁠ It’s not the⁠‌ same as investigating​‌‌ ordinary monsters!

— Demons can never‌⁠ be controlled! This⁠⁠⁠ will end in⁠ disaster!

— We must stop‌ these lunatics right‍​‌ now!

— A thousand years⁠⁠‍ ago, there were‌‍​ already people like‍ this! They ended‍ up losing body⁠​ and soul, turned⁠⁠ into liches…!

Gardner,​ hearing it all,‌​ roared with fury.‌

“So,‌ senior, you agree​‍⁠ with them?”

“I’m⁠‌ not saying it’s‌‌ impossible. The cult​​⁠ is competent, that’s‌‍⁠ undeniable. But according‌⁠⁠ to my instinct,‍‌ this is different‍⁠‌ from a simple‌ monster. The risk‌ of a ‘just⁠ in case’ is​‌​ too high.”

“We‌‍‍ must destroy it.”⁠⁠

“You​‍⁠ say that as‍⁠​ an Armian?”

“Yes.⁠ It’s dangerous. The⁠ aura it emits‌ is more terrifying‍​⁠ than any demonic⁠⁠ magic I’ve felt.​‍‍ It’s not like⁠‍‍ monsters. It resembles—it‍⁠ resembles Andromalius.”

The​ magic of demons​ had something distinct‌⁠‍ from that of‍‍ monsters. Hard to​​‍ explain, but fundamental.‍

— We must destroy⁠‌‍ it!

Ignoring‌ Gardner’s warning was​‍​ never an option.​‍

“I‍⁠⁠ agree with you.”​⁠‌

“So,‌‍⁠ senior, you also⁠​⁠ believe we should⁠‌ destroy it?”

“Of​ course, research might​ give us something⁠‍‌ useful, but I was the one‍ who found it.‍ The monsters protected‍‍ it as if​⁠⁠ it were sacred.​‍ It’s not just‌ any egg.”

Fernan​ knew it was‍ a demon egg.‍

And​‍​ no matter how⁠ much the Dragon​‍ God Cult claimed​‌​ they’d guard it,‌⁠ what if the⁠ demon awakened inside?⁠​ If disaster broke​​ out within the​‌‌ cult itself, it⁠‌ would be even‌⁠ worse.

That’s⁠ why he hadn’t​‌⁠ acted before Aint⁠ arrived—the opponent was​⁠ none other than‌⁠ an Archmage, Cardinal‌‍ Alby.

An⁠ obstinate Archmage couldn’t​‍‌ be stopped easily—except⁠⁠‌ by Aint Armian.​‌

“Leave​ it to me.”⁠‌‌

Fernan‍ didn’t wait for​ Aint’s answer and⁠‍ stepped forward, positioning⁠ himself between Cardinal‌​‌ Alby and the​‍ Count of the⁠‌ Frontier.

“What’s‌⁠ going on here?”⁠

“What’s‍ going on?”

“Cardinal‌​‍ Alby, I was‌‍ the one who‍​‍ brought this egg.‌⁠ Therefore, I believe‌ the primary right​ belongs to me.​ Don’t you agree?”​‌‍

“I⁠⁠​ admit you have⁠ an important right.‍ But the cult‍ also played a decisive role in‍⁠ all this. And​⁠ I’m not saying⁠​‌ we plan to‌‌ just keep it.”⁠

“I‍⁠‌ know you have‌ no ill intentions,⁠‍⁠ your eminence.”

Fernan‍‍⁠ nodded, dragging Aint​‍​ beside him.

“But⁠‌‌ we can’t deny‌⁠​ that this egg⁠‍‌ is sinister. I,​​‍ the Count, and​​‍ the Mercenary King⁠​ all felt it.​ Even you, though⁠​​ you don’t say‌ it. And above‍ all, Aint Armian,​ the natural enemy‌ of demons, insists‍⁠‍ it must be​‍ destroyed immediately.”

“…Aint‌ Armian?”

Not‍‍ even a cardinal⁠​ could ignore what‍⁠ that name meant‍​ when it came‌​ to demons. Even‍ less since Aint‌‍‌ had gained fame‌​​ after the Magic‍ Congress.

“Is​ it true? Do⁠ you believe it​ must be destroyed?”⁠​

“Of‍ course. It’s not⁠⁠ a simple egg.‌‍⁠ If we try​​‍ to investigate it,‍​‌ we might provoke‍‌​ something even worse.”​‍⁠

“Hmm…”‌​

Alby‌ frowned at Aint’s⁠‌ firmness.

“But⁠‌ you’re not wrong‌ either, your eminence.​ How about this?‍ Let’s make one‌⁠‌ final attempt to‍‌‌ destroy it. If‍‌​ it fails, we’ll​ follow your plan.”⁠⁠

“Attempt?‌‍ As I understand⁠⁠⁠ it, they already‍‌⁠ tried and failed.”⁠

“We‌ were waiting. No‌ one has tried‌ yet with the​ power of an‌​ Armian.”

Alby’s‍ gaze fixed on​​ Aint. Doubt pierced‌⁠ him.

No‍‌⁠ sane person would⁠‌ believe a student‌‌‌ could achieve what​ two Royal Knights​‍ hadn’t—but Aint was⁠​ an Armian.

“You⁠​ think the same,‌​‌ Count?”

“That’s⁠ right. I was⁠⁠ waiting for Aint⁠ Armian from the​ start.”

With​ the Count on‍ his side, the‍⁠ cardinal couldn’t insist‍ any further.

“…Fine.”‌

Alby‌​​ finally nodded.

He​​ calmed himself thinking‍​ that, after all,‌ Aint hadn’t yet‌‌‍ reached the level​​ of an absolute.‌‍‍

‘Nothing⁠ will happen. At⁠ most, he’ll make‍ a crack.’

That⁠⁠ egg should belong‌‌ to the Dragon‍⁠⁠ God Cult. It‍‍‍ needed to be⁠⁠⁠ studied.

Dangerous?​ Yes. But the‍‌⁠ risk was worth‌​ it—demons were no‍ longer just a corrupt threat, they‌‍ had now been‍‍​ summoned. War was⁠ inevitable.

Studying​⁠​ that egg might‌ give them the​⁠​ key weapon to​ win it.

“Then‍​ let’s begin.”

Aint’s‌ white aura filled​‌‌ the air. Just‌ with that, unease⁠⁠⁠ returned.

‘No…‍⁠ it’ll be fine.⁠ Not even the​‍ Count and the‍⁠‍ Mercenary King could​​ break it. Even‍‌ if he’s an‌‌ Armian, he’s just‌‌ a student.’

That’s​⁠ what the cardinal⁠‌ thought.

But​‍ then, a slash‌‌ impossible for a mere student struck​⁠⁠ the egg.

‘Wait​⁠ a second… wasn’t‌ it Aint who‍ killed Andromalius?’

The‍ memory of that⁠‌ battle, seen through​ the Pope, crossed​‌ his mind too⁠‍ late.

────!​⁠

A white light covered​ the world.

The‌​‍ explosion shook everything‍​ around.

And​‍ then—

‘No…‍‍‍ it can’t be!’‌

While‍‍ the cardinal and​​‍ the priests screamed‍ in terror.

Crack.‌

The‌‌ egg split in‍​ two.

A suffocating demonic magic‌‍‍ rose to the⁠‌‌ sky, but the‍‍‌ holy light devoured​​​ it.

The⁠‍ sword absorbed the⁠⁠​ darkness.

“…He‌⁠ did it!”

Fernan‌⁠ clenched his fist,⁠‍ euphoric.

The‍​ Count, who hated‌ having that evil‍⁠​ egg in his⁠‍ land, nodded in⁠ satisfaction.

“…It‌⁠⁠ actually worked. What‌‌⁠ the hell is‍ the power of​‍ an Armian?”

Even‌ the Mercenary King,​‍​ bandaged and battered,​⁠‌ let out a disbelieving laugh.

“N-no‍⁠⁠ way…!”

Cardinal⁠‌‍ Alby and the‌‌‍ priests screamed in​​⁠ horror.

The‌ egg that had​ threatened the north​‍‌ of Bercheff had​ been destroyed for⁠ good.

***⁠

Snip—​‍‍

The‍​ scissors cut a branch from the‌​​ bonsai.

“Defeated?⁠ Dead, you say?”‌‍

At‍ the question of​‍‌ the bald man,‌ not a single⁠⁠ hair on his‍ head, the shadow​ bowed even lower.‌‍

“Yes.‍⁠⁠ They say he⁠‌​ couldn’t withstand the​‍​ combined attack of‍ the Mercenary King​​​ and the Count‍​ of Bercheff, and​​‍ was decapitated.”

“How⁠ did that happen?”‌

Another​‌ branch fell to​⁠‍ the ground.

“All⁠‌ he had to‌ do was sit‍‍ still, gather monsters,‍ and use them‌ as a sacrifice​ to summon Decarabia.‌‍ It was a plan that couldn’t‍‌⁠ fail if he‍⁠ just stayed put.”⁠⁠

Humans⁠⁠ called those northern‍ lands the Demonic⁠​​ Region and barely‌⁠ showed any interest.⁠ There was no​​‍ reason to fail⁠ if he simply‍ hid well.

“They‍⁠‍ say the people‌‌‍ of Bercheff took‌⁠ the egg.”

“The⁠‌ people of Bercheff​​‍ reached the Demonic​‍ Region?”

“No,​‌ sir.”

The‌‍ shadow clarified that‍‍ to summon Decarabia‍​ more quickly, they‌​ had moved the‍​ egg further south.‌‍​

“There‍ were about a thousand monsters guarding⁠⁠ it, but they⁠ were annihilated by​ the White Lion‍ Knights.”

“The⁠‌ White Lion Knights?​​ No matter how‍‍ skilled they are,⁠ since when can‌ thirty knights wipe⁠‍⁠ out a thousand‌⁠‌ monsters in lands‌⁠ corrupted by dark‌ magic?”

Because⁠​ the land around‌‍⁠ Decarabia’s egg should‍ have turned into‌​ a hell, tainted​‌⁠ by demonic magic.‍‍‌

That​ kind of land⁠ drained human energy⁠‍ and mana, while‌⁠ strengthening monsters and‌⁠ demons.

And⁠‌ still, a thousand‍‍‌ monsters on cursed‍ ground were defeated​⁠ by barely thirty⁠ knights?

It‍⁠‌ was laughable in​‍ disbelief.

“That…”⁠​

“Enough.‍​ It’s done. The⁠⁠‌ egg was stolen⁠‌⁠ due to some‍ idiotic mistake, then‍‍ he marched south‌‌ with an army​‍ of monsters to​‍ recover it, but⁠‌‌ lost. Is that‌‍ it?”

“…Yes,‌⁠⁠ sir.”

Heh​⁠ heh heh. The‌ man let out‍‍‌ a chuckle.

“So‌​‌ he called himself​‍⁠ a demon, huh?‌ Regained all his‍‍‌ original power and‌​ still ended up⁠​‌ decapitated by just⁠​ two humans.”

An‌‌​ unparalleled humiliation.

“And​​ the monsters?”

“Of⁠​ the ten thousand⁠‍⁠ that marched, more‍‌ than half were⁠ killed.”

“And‌​​ Bercheff?”

“Its‍⁠ first wall nearly‌ fell, but in​ the end, they‍⁠⁠ held out.”

“A‌⁠ demon led an‌ army of ten⁠⁠‌ thousand and couldn’t​ even bring down⁠​ a fortress! And​‌​ you’re telling me‍‍ that’s not a total defeat?”

The‌​ man growled in⁠ rage.

“Pathetic.⁠ Not even Aint‌​⁠ Armian was there.”‍⁠

The‌‌⁠ scissors began cutting‍ harder and harder.​⁠​ The bonsai lost‍‌ all its branches,​​‍ reduced to just⁠ the trunk.

Only‍‌ then did the‍ man stop.

“Cease​‌ all action for‍‍‍ now. Stay hidden‍ and wait for‍​⁠ the right moment.”‌‍

“Understood.”‌

By​ then, the demons​‌‍ had already revealed‌‌‍ their existence to⁠⁠ the world. The​​⁠ entire continent would⁠ be on alert​‍‌ against demons and‍ monsters.

To‍​⁠ expose oneself would‌‍‌ be suicide.

“Failure,‍​ failure, failure… No,‍​‌ this isn’t even​⁠ a failure. It‍​ was an isolated‍⁠​ idiocy. Anyway, now​​‍ I have no⁠​ idea how much​⁠‌ the grand plan‌ will be delayed.”‍​⁠

The​ man sighed. The‍‍‍ shadow vanished silently.‍‌⁠

“Well…​ at least not⁠​ everything is bad.”‌​

That‌‍​ idiot was dead.‍⁠​ So he no​ longer had to‌​ worry about Aint‍‌ interfering in Frazia‍ following leads.

No,​ this could even⁠ be an opportunity.‌‌

“Good,​​ time to move.”⁠‌

He⁠‌‌ pushed the destroyed‍ bonsai aside, put⁠​‌ on leather armor,‍ secured a book​ under his chest,‍​ and picked up⁠‌ his weapons before⁠‌‍ heading out.

“Scum!​‌​ Time to work!”‍

“Boss,‌ not today.”

“What‍‍ do you mean?”‌

“Aint⁠​ Armian left.”

“What?”⁠‌

He⁠‌​ left? Just like‌⁠​ that?

Right​​‌ when he finally​‌ knew where to‌⁠ properly help him.‌​‍

‘To⁠ Bercheff, maybe?’

“Where​ to?”

“We‌‍ don’t know. Since⁠⁠ he took a ship, maybe he‌‍⁠ returned to the‍‌ Academy.”

The‍​​ man’s face went​ blank.

“And⁠​‌ everything we did​​ until now?”

“The‍​​ message came through‍ the Black Lance⁠‍​ mercenary company. He​ might be back​⁠​ soon.”

“Back​ soon?”

At⁠ least there was‍‌ still a chance.‍⁠

There​​‍ was no choice—he’d⁠‍​ have to wait‌‍ for the next‌​ opportunity.

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