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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 154

Chapter 154

Two‌‌ Rahnas, countless monsters,‍‍‍ and even the‍‍ corrupt mastermind behind‍‌‍ it all.

The‌‍‌ attack had ended,⁠⁠​ and for the​ time being, the​​ situation was considered‌⁠ resolved.

But‍​​ Fernan’s mind was⁠⁠ far from calm.‍‌ He now had‌⁠ more questions than‍‌⁠ before.

As​⁠‌ he gently petted‍‍ Wooden, who was​‍‌ sleeping while hanging​‍ from his necklace,⁠‌‌ he asked.

“Do‍‍⁠ you have any​​​ idea what that‌⁠‌ book might have‍ been?”

He​‍​ was referring to‌‍​ the book the​ corrupt man had​⁠‌ held. It had​‌ no writing inside.⁠‌

If​ that man hadn’t‌ used it as‌‌‌ a medium, neither‍ Fernan nor Rosalia‍ would ever have⁠​​ thought it was‌ a grimoire.

“I​​‌ don’t know. I’ve‌‌​ never heard of‍ a grimoire that⁠ lets you use‍​‍ magic beyond your‍ limits in exchange⁠‌ for its pages.”​

“Me‍⁠​ neither. If something​‍ like that existed,​​‌ the Dragon God‌ Cult would’ve monopolized‍‌​ it from the‌⁠⁠ start.”

It​⁠ was the faction​⁠⁠ most obsessed with​‍ magic on the​‍ entire continent; if‌⁠⁠ such an artifact​‌ had been developed,​‌⁠ it surely would​ have come from​‍​ them.

‘A‌‍ book… now that‍‍‌ I think about​ it, Abel also⁠‌‌ carried one.’

It‌‌ wasn’t unusual for​ a mage to⁠ carry a book.⁠​​

What‌‌ was strange was​⁠‌ that, just like​‍‌ that corrupt man,​‌‌ he had disappeared‍‌ without even leaving‍ a corpse behind.‌

Fernan‌‍ regretted not having​ opened Abel’s book;‍​ had he seen​ its contents, he‌‌‍ might have had​ more clarity.

“As⁠⁠ far as I know, only demons​‌ leave no corpse.”‍⁠

“But​ he was far⁠‍‌ too weak to‌​‍ be a demon.”‌

“And‍​ that’s the mystery.⁠‍‌ They’re not demons,‍⁠ not mere corrupts,​‌⁠ and there seems​‌⁠ to be more⁠‍ than one…”

“More‍​ than one? Have‍ you encountered another?”​

Fernan‌⁠​ clicked his tongue‍‍⁠ inwardly.

He⁠ had promised the‍ headmaster not to‍‌ talk about Abel​‌⁠ to anyone, but⁠​​ he had slipped​ up.

“No,‍‍‍ this is the‍‌ first time.”

“Speak.”‌‌

“It’s⁠ better we leave⁠‌ here first. Even‌​‌ if the carriages‍‍ are intact, we’ve​ descended very deep;⁠ getting everything reorganized…”​

Craaack—‍​

Fernan’s​‌​ foot froze and⁠ stuck to the‌‍‌ ground.

“Speak.”‌

“I’m​⁠ an investor.”

“And‌⁠ I’m a professor.”⁠⁠

“…You‍‍⁠ mustn’t tell anyone.”‌‍‌

“You‍‍ know I’m not‍ loose-tongued.”

And​‌ that was true.‍‌ Fernan had known‍‌‍ Rosalia for years.‍‍⁠

“…So‍ that was it.‌​‌ I already thought‍​⁠ it strange that‌‌ Abel Kalens suddenly⁠ left the Academy.”⁠​‍

In‍⁠ any case—

“If⁠‌‍ something like this​‌​ happens again, don’t‌⁠ hesitate to ask​‍ for my help.‍​ It’s not the‌​ first time, and⁠‌‌ it seems they‍‌ see us as⁠‍‍ easy targets. We’ll⁠ have to teach‍​ them otherwise.”

Having‌⁠ such a useful⁠‌ ally at hand⁠‌ wasn’t a bad⁠⁠⁠ idea.

***​‌

The‍‌ ambush had exhausted​‌​ all their resources,⁠ as no further‍ problems arose afterward.⁠‍‍

Fernan⁠‍​ and Rosalia resumed⁠​ their journey, now⁠ with some peace.⁠​⁠

“Surely‌​​ among the corrupt⁠‌‍ there are earth⁠​‍ magic experts, or‌‍ those who use⁠⁠‍ tunneling monsters. Otherwise,​⁠ they couldn’t move⁠ so freely under‌‌⁠ Imperial territory.”

“I​ agree.”

There​ wasn’t even a need to talk‍‌‍ about the monsters.‌​​

Fernan​‌‍ had been in‌ many situations, and‌ in almost all​‍ of them, the⁠ corrupt had attacked‌ from underground.

Nine⁠⁠ times out of‍​‌ ten, they used‍‍ the earth. There‍‍‍ had to be‌​⁠ something behind it.‌‍

“And⁠ what do you‍⁠‌ think will happen​ at this continental‍ congress?”

“If​⁠​ they’re smart, nothing.​ That’s why they‌‍‌ attacked now, before​ we could gather⁠⁠​ our defenses.”

Though⁠ you could never⁠‌ be sure. When⁠ plans fall apart,​​‌ even cornered rats⁠⁠⁠ bite back at‌⁠ the cat.

“True.”​⁠

Rosalia‌⁠ agreed as well.⁠‍⁠

It‍ would be the​‍​ first time, since​⁠‍ the change of‍‌ electors, that the​‌ seven would gather.​

Having‍⁠​ seen how the‌ corrupt and demons‌ wreaked havoc, would​ they dare neglect‌‍ security?

It‍​ could be a dangerous place, where⁠⁠‍ even the seven‌ electors could be​‌ killed at once—but⁠⁠ it was also‌ the least accessible⁠​​ place for the⁠ corrupt.

“And‍‍ after the transport,⁠‍‍ what do you‍ plan to do?”​

“I’ll‌ stay until the‌‌​ end. I want‍⁠ to see how‍⁠‍ things unfold.”

Although‍​⁠ the primary goal​​‍ was to protect‍​ Rosalia’s research from‌‌ falling into enemy‌‌ hands, Fernan was⁠‌​ also interested in​‌‍ the congress and⁠ the assembly of⁠​⁠ electors.

“What‍ do you think?‍​ Will there be⁠​ an alliance at‌ this meeting?”

“To‍ begin with, all‍ the electors are‌ part of the‌‍⁠ Empire.”

“But‌​⁠ they’re different states‌ under that name.”​

Also,⁠​ it wouldn’t be⁠ just the electors‍​ attending.

Using‍⁠ the congress as‌‌⁠ a pretext, royalty⁠ and influential nobles⁠⁠‍ from other countries​ would also be​‌​ present.

It‍‍‍ wasn’t realistic to‍‌ form an alliance‍​⁠ on the spot,‍ but they could⁠⁠ lay the groundwork​‍​ if the dialogue‌‌ went well.

“The‍ electors aren’t fools.​‍‌ At the very‍‌ least, there won’t⁠​​ be outright rejections.”⁠

“Let’s‍​⁠ hope it works.”‌⁠

“That’s⁠‍‍ what everyone’s thinking.”‌

As‌⁠ the clouds drifted‌ by, the carriages⁠‌​ sped onward toward​⁠ Valerich.

***‌

Peck,⁠‌ peck, peck—

“Mmm.”‍‌

Peck,‌⁠ peck, peck, peck—‍‍​

Aint​ opened his eyes​ with a headache⁠​ that felt like⁠‍ it was splitting‌ his skull.

No​​​ sunlight streamed in⁠ through the white⁠​‌ curtains.

“…That’s‍​‌ enough.”

Aint‍​ pushed away Silver,⁠​ who was pecking⁠​ at his forehead.​‌

Pip—‌

Silver‍‌​ flapped his two⁠⁠‍ pairs of wings,‌ greeting his awakening.‌⁠​

— Geez, you’re like⁠ a rooster. Though‌ it is convenient⁠ not having to⁠‌ use a separate​⁠​ magic alarm clock.⁠‌​

“If‍‌⁠ you didn’t peck​ my forehead to‌‍⁠ wake me, it⁠ would be perfect.”⁠‌

It‌‌ was five in⁠ the morning. Aint‌‍⁠ checked the time⁠ and pulled back⁠ the curtains. The⁠‌​ sun had yet‍​ to rise.

After‍‍ a light shower,‌ he pulled out‍⁠‌ a few blood‍​ worms from the​ food box Fernan​ had given him‍ for Silver.

They‌⁠ were monstrous worms,‍‍⁠ two or three⁠​​ times the size‍⁠ of a normal‍⁠ earthworm, with bodies‍⁠ red as blood.‌​

They​ clung to human‌‍⁠ or other creature‍​​ skin and sucked⁠‌ blood like leeches—but⁠ Silver loved them.‍‌

When⁠‍‍ Aint offered one‍ with a pair⁠‍ of tongs, Silver⁠‍ swallowed it in‍⁠ one gulp, letting‍‌‍ out a satisfied‍‌ chirp.

“Interesting.‍‍ A spirit that‌⁠ eats monsters.”

— Later on, it’ll⁠​‌ eat everything. It’s‌⁠‍ omnivorous. The Saintbird‌‍​ raised by the​‌‍ First Emperor loved⁠‌‍ well-grilled steaks.

— And wouldn’t settle‌‍‍ for anything less⁠​⁠ than the best​​⁠ beef.

— Plus, if it‌​ didn’t get elixirs​ as treats from​‌​ time to time,‌‍ it would get⁠⁠‌ moody.

“Then‍‌⁠ someone without money‍⁠​ couldn’t even raise​​ one.”

— Why do you⁠‍⁠ think it’s a sacred spirit?

In⁠⁠⁠ a way, it​​ was best that​⁠‍ Silver recognized Fernan‍ as his “father.”‌​​ Aint wouldn’t have​ been able to‌ afford his upkeep.​‌

“He​ seems very docile​​ now, but once⁠ Senior Fernan shows⁠⁠‌ up, he’ll definitely‌⁠ go straight to⁠ him, right?”

— No doubt about​‍⁠ it.

While⁠‌ watching Silver eat,‍‌ the clock struck​‍​ six.

Aint⁠ pulled the cord⁠⁠ by the door,‌‌ and shortly after,​ a servant brought‍ him breakfast.

“Please​⁠ enjoy your meal.”‍​‌

“Thank‌‍‌ you.”

It​ was just a light soup with⁠⁠‌ bread, but the‌ smooth texture and‌ the aroma of‍​ high-quality butter were‌ exquisite.

Already⁠ changed into training‌‌ clothes and with‌‍ sword in hand,​ Aint headed to⁠ the practice field.‌

There,​ occupying a corner,‍ someone was already‌‍ present. Aint waved​​ cheerfully.

“Senior⁠ Luina!”

“Aint,‌⁠​ I got here‍‍ before you today.”⁠‌

“How‌⁠​ long ago did‍‍ you arrive?”

“Ten‌​ minutes.”

“Then,​ shall we start‍‌ the duel already?”​​

It‍ wasn’t a formal⁠⁠​ arrangement, but for​⁠​ some time now‍‍ it had become‌⁠‌ routine to meet‍⁠​ at dawn to⁠​ train together.

And‌ this was Aint’s⁠‌​ favorite time—being able​‍ to cross swords‌ as equals with‍ the senior he⁠⁠ admired so much.​⁠‍

It’s‌‍‌ said that knights‌ speak through their​‌⁠ swords. And with‍​​ her, each clash‌‍ seemed to convey⁠‍ far more than⁠​ words.

— I’d tell you‌⁠​ to give up.⁠

— Those eyes of‍‌ hers aren’t looking⁠‌ at you.

‘I‌⁠‌ know.’

Aint⁠ wasn’t sure where⁠ that gaze was‍‍​ truly directed, but‌‍ even so, this⁠ much was enough‍⁠​ for him.

He‌‍ slowly drew his‍ sword.

“Can’t‍ you see me?”​

At⁠​ that moment, Verian,‍ who had been‍ stretching nearby, frowned.⁠‌⁠

“Ah,‍‍‍ there you are.”‍‍⁠

“…I‌ can’t believe this.”​⁠​

Verian​ drew his sword.‌‌‍

“This‍ time, I’m starting.‍ Come.”

“Whenever​​ you like.”

Silver​‍ perched on a tree just as‍ Aint’s and Verian’s​⁠​ swords clashed.

After‌‌ dozens of exchanges,‌‌ the one sent⁠‍ flying was Verian.⁠‍

“…You’re​ stronger than before,‍‍ huh?”

“I‍ had a little​⁠‌ revelation.”

“…Bastard…”​‍⁠

Verian⁠ gave a bitter​ smile and slumped⁠​⁠ down. He had‍⁠ completely drained his‌⁠​ aura and couldn’t​ stand.

He​⁠ closed his eyes‌ and began circulating⁠‌‌ his mana to‍​ recover.

When‍ he opened them,‍ Aint was already‌‌​ crossing swords with​ Luina.

“Damn…​‍ the gap keeps⁠‌‌ growing.”

Their‌⁠‍ movements were so⁠ fast, precise, and‌ heavy that he‌‌⁠ couldn’t fully follow​ them.

If​ he were thrown‌⁠⁠ into that duel,⁠‍⁠ he wouldn’t last⁠‍‌ a second.

“It⁠‍​ makes sense that‌‍ Luina, the champion⁠‍ who beat Rob​⁠‌ Kaelin in the​‌ jousts, is this‌‌ strong, but Aint…”‍‍

When​‍ he first met⁠​ him, he had‌ been above him.​

His‍‌​ rank—38th—and the title⁠‍ of runner-up proved⁠ that.

But‌‌⁠ at some point,​‌ the gap had⁠ shrunk, and in​ no time, Aint‌​​ had surpassed him⁠‌ and left him​ behind.

“The‍​ world is unfair.”​‌

Even⁠ as an Armian,⁠⁠​ from a bloodline​⁠ that opposed demons,​​​ did this make​​ any sense?

The‌​⁠ worst part was‌⁠⁠ that he wasn’t​ weak at all.‌

He‍ was still third‌ in the Academy.​‍‌

“Did‍⁠‍ he swallow some‌‍ rare elixir? His​⁠ aura is at‍‌ an insane level.”‍​

And​‍ not just Aint—Luina⁠​ as well.

Piiii—‍‌⁠

At‌‍ that moment, the‍ Saintbird descended in⁠⁠ front of him.​​

“The‌‍⁠ Saintbird…”

That‌⁠‌ sacred spirit that​‍⁠ always followed Aint⁠‍​ around lately.

Where‍​‌ had he gotten​⁠‍ something so rare?​ Verian even felt‌‌ jealous.

“Your⁠ name was Silver,⁠ right?”

Verian‍⁠‍ grabbed a worm​ from the ground‍‌ and offered it.‍‌⁠ Silver tilted his‌​⁠ head and slowly‌‌ approached…

“Argh!”​

And⁠ pecked his hand.​‌‌

“It​ hurts! What’s your⁠​ problem?!”

Silver‍‌⁠ dropped the worm‍⁠ to the ground⁠ and crushed it‍ with his foot.‌⁠‌

“So​⁠ you don’t eat‍​⁠ worms? Got a refined palate ‘cause​‌​ you’re a sacred‌ spirit?”

Damn⁠ bird.

Now‍ even a bird‌⁠​ looked down on⁠ him. What a miserable life.

“Fuaaah…‌‍‌ you’re all such​‍⁠ early birds.”

At‌​ that moment, a red-haired elf appeared⁠‌‌ yawning and sat‌ beside him.

“Oh,​‍ Silver. Hi there.”​⁠‍

When‍​ Aria waved at⁠ him, Silver perched‌​ on her shoulder‍ and nuzzled her‍ cheek.

“…And‌ you treat me‍‍⁠ like this? What‍ gives?”

“I’m⁠‌ an elf, remember?”‍‍‌

“So?”⁠⁠‍

“Elves⁠ have an affinity‍⁠ not just with⁠‍ spirits and forests,​‍ but with all‍ animals and plants.”⁠

“The‌​ Saintbird is a spirit.”

“And‌ also a bird.”‌‍‌

Aria⁠ pulled something bright‌⁠⁠ red from her⁠‍ pocket, and Silver‍ devoured it instantly.⁠

“What⁠ did you give‌⁠ him? I offered‍‍‍ him something and​ he didn’t even‌ try it.”

“High-grade⁠ beef.”

“….”⁠‌

This‍​‍ picky-ass bird, seriously.‌

Acts‌⁠ just like his‌ owner.

Well,⁠ though the real⁠​ owner was Fernan.‌‌⁠

‘Though⁠‌‌ they’re way too​ alike, huh?’

Verian⁠ swallowed his annoyance.‍⁠‍

At‌​ that moment, an​​⁠ elf page came⁠​ running from afar.​

“Miss​​‌ Aria, there you⁠ are.”

“What​ is it?”

The⁠ page handed her‍‌ a letter.

“A⁠‌ letter from your⁠ house.”

“A‌ letter?”

Aria’s‌‍​ expression immediately darkened.​

“What’s​⁠ wrong?”

“Nothing,​ nothing.”

She‍⁠‌ got up from‍‌ her spot.

“Sure​⁠ doesn’t sound like​ nothing…”

But‌ deep down, it‍‌ wasn’t really his‍ business.

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