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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 222

Chapter 222

Hope‍‌‌ that had been​⁠​ born with the​​​ change in the‌‍ magic circle quickly‌⁠ vanished.

“Kyaaaah!”‌​​

Aria‌ fell first. A long wound opened⁠ on her back,‍‌ and the spirits‍⁠ were forced to​‍ return.

After‍ Aria fell, everything​ went downhill. No​​⁠ matter how strong⁠ Professor Nania was,​‍ she was under⁠ hypnosis, so she⁠​ couldn’t fight with⁠⁠​ all her strength.​

She⁠‌​ couldn’t withstand the‌‌⁠ prepared attacks and⁠ fell as well.‍ A hole opened⁠ in her abdomen.‍​‌ Aint struck her‌ on the back​ of the neck​‍ to render her⁠‌‍ completely unconscious.

“Aaagh…!”⁠​​

He‍‌‌ placed the bleeding‍ Nania next to‌‌‌ Aria and poured‌‌‌ potions on them,‌ along with holy​ water. He also‌ drank one himself.​

“I’ll⁠‍ have to thank‍‌‌ the senior once‌‍ again. If it​ weren’t for that​ supreme-level potion, I would’ve never dared‍​ to take such⁠⁠⁠ an extreme measure.”‍​⁠

Thanks​ to that potion,‍​ he was certain​‍ that even with⁠‍ serious injuries, they‌ wouldn’t die.

They​‌‍ wouldn’t fully recover‍ with just that,‌⁠ but that would‌‍ be their own⁠ burden.

“Now…”‍‌‍

Aint‌​ regulated his breathing.‌ While gathering aura,⁠‍ he examined the⁠ magic circle.

He‍ didn’t have enough‍ magical knowledge to‍⁠ decipher a circle‌ as complex as⁠‍ a demonic one.⁠‍‌ He had never‍‍​ been that smart.‌‍

But‌ as the saying‍ goes, everything returns‍‍⁠ to its origin.⁠‌

Even⁠ if magic and⁠ swordsmanship were different,‌⁠ the essence of⁠ energy was the​​⁠ same.

The‌ flow of aura‍​ when unleashing a slash, the flow​⁠ of mana when​‍ manifesting a magic⁠⁠ circle.

Different⁠‌⁠ flows, but identical‍‌‌ essence.

Aint‍ lowered his sword​⁠ slowly.

──!⁠‌

Demonic⁠​ magic and aura⁠‍ collided. A powerful⁠ resistance enveloped him.​

But​⁠​ in the end,‍‌‌ he managed to​​‍ cut the flow.‍⁠⁠

One‍​ down.

“Nine​ left.”

The‌ central flows of‍‌ the circle were‍⁠‌ ten. Only by‌ breaking all of​⁠‌ them could he‍ neutralize it.

— They made it‌ devilishly resilient.

— Dantalion, damn bastard!⁠‌

There‍ was no time.⁠ Aint clenched his​‍ teeth. Breaking the​​​ ten flows would‍‌ take too long.⁠

Clack—‍‍‌

Finally,‌‌‍ the door opened.‌ Aint found himself‍‌⁠ in a ruined⁠ hallway.

Half​‌ the building had‍⁠ collapsed, and remnants‌‌ of demonic magic‍⁠ and electric discharges​⁠ still floated in⁠‌​ the air.

“Senior‌‍ Fernan?”

But​‍​ there were no‍ enemies there.

Carlo​‌⁠ Deneb was unconscious,‍‍​ Gismond Ert and⁠ Verian Kalburdern were‌‍‌ gasping in exhaustion,​ and among the‌ ruins waited Fernan‌‍‍ and Luina, with​‍ flushed faces.

“You’re​ late, Aint Armian.‍‍‍ The Academy is⁠⁠ already a mess⁠⁠​ and you just​ show up now.”​⁠⁠

“That’s…”‍‌

“How​⁠ it happened, I’ll‌‌‌ ask you later.⁠ First, take care​‍‍ of that.”

Aint‍⁠‌ followed his gaze.‍ There was the⁠​ monster—the golem and​‌‌ Professor Grad fighting‌‍ against a gigantic​ demon peacock.

A battle where an‍​ ordinary human would​⁠ die just from​​ getting caught in​⁠ the shockwave.

“Yes!”⁠

He‌ had too many​‍ questions. How had‍​⁠ Fernan arrived so​‍‍ quickly, what had‌⁠ happened.

Dantalion‌​ had said another​ demon had devoured‌​‍ him.

But⁠⁠ the urgent matter‍ was the demon⁠​‌ before them.

“Ah,⁠ wait a moment.”‌

What​‍ kind of hero‌‍ would show up​‍ so poorly?

Fernan‌‍ whistled.

Piiiiii—‌‌

A giant bird dove​‌⁠ down from the​‌ sky. Pure white​ feathers, two pairs‌​ of wings.

“Silver!”⁠‍‌

Aint‌⁠​ smiled upon seeing⁠ Silver again. The‌‌⁠ bird greeted him​‍ by brushing its⁠⁠ beak against him.⁠

“Get‍​‍ on. With a demon here, Aint​⁠ Armian riding a Saintbird to face‍​⁠ it is the‌⁠‌ best thing that​‍ could happen. It’ll‍‍‍ help erase the‌‌ fear that the⁠​‌ Academy was attacked.”⁠​

Because​​⁠ the attack on‍⁠‍ the Academy wouldn’t⁠ just remain an‍​ “attack.”

A demon had descended⁠‍‍ in the heart‌ of the Empire,​ and fear would⁠⁠‍ skyrocket to unimaginable⁠‍⁠ levels.

They​⁠ needed a counterbalance.⁠

Aint,‍‌ riding the Saintbird,⁠‌⁠ would be perfect‍‍⁠ for it.

“Yes!‌‍‌ But there’s another‍⁠​ demon. Professor Dominique…”​​

“Professor​‌ Dominique is a demon?”

“Yes!⁠ Dantalion! The 71st​​‍ demon, Dantalion!”

“That‍ might…”

Make‍​ sense.

Fernan​‌ paused.

The⁠‍ demons had been‍‌​ infiltrating the Academy‌⁠‍ constantly.

The⁠ summoning circle drawn‍ with fireworks.

A deception of that‌​ scale could only⁠ have been done‌ by Dominique from​​ within.

‘…And​ I didn’t suspect‌​⁠ a thing.’

Now​‌‌ he understood—since the⁠ beginning, the traps​ chasing Aint were‌⁠ scattered throughout the‍‌ Academy.

That​​​ a professor was‌​‌ the culprit fit‌​​ perfectly.

Although,⁠​ being a demon​ himself was much​⁠ harder to believe.‍‌

‘A‍‍ demon that descended‍​‌ years ago and‌ infiltrated as a professor…?’

A chill ran down​‌ his spine.

Professor‍‍‍ Dominique had been⁠‌‌ in the Academy​ for over ten⁠‍ years.

What⁠‍ had he been​​⁠ plotting all that⁠ time? What had‍‍ he accomplished?

‘The‌ professors…!’

Despite‌‍‍ the invasion, not‌⁠⁠ a single professor‌​ had appeared, except‍​ Grad.

They‌​‌ weren’t cowards who‍⁠ would hide like‌‌‍ that, not even‌⁠ in front of⁠‍ demons. Maybe some,‍ but not all.​

“We‌‌ have to find‌‍‌ the professors.”

“What?”‌‌‍

“Aint,⁠⁠‌ you first. Get‍⁠ on Silver and​‍​ help Wooden and​‍​ Professor Grad defeat​‌⁠ Andrealphus.”

Fernan⁠‍ had already set‌ his priorities.

“I’ll‌​ take care of‌ Dantalion.”

“Understood.”‍‍

“Luina,⁠ I want your​ help.”

“Of​​ course.”

Fernan‍⁠ tossed potions to‌‍​ Verian and Gismond,⁠‌​ exhausted after fighting​​​ Carlo Deneb.

“Senior,‍​ Verian, take care​‍ of the monsters‍⁠ overflowing through the‍‍ Academy.”

“Yes.”​‌​

“Got⁠ it.”

“Let’s​ go, there’s no‌⁠​ time to lose.”‍

Aint⁠​⁠ mounted Silver and​‌‍ disappeared. Verian and⁠ Gismond scattered.

“Us⁠‍⁠ too.”

“Yes.⁠⁠⁠ But do you‌ know where they‍ are?”

“No.​⁠ But we’ll know​​ soon.”

At‍⁠ that moment, a cold blast swept‍​‍ through the air.‍

It‌​ came from the​‌‌ direction of the​ Ravidus Hall.

“It’s⁠ there.”

“Professor‌ Rosalia…?”

“Let’s⁠‌ go.”

Fernan⁠⁠ took Luina’s hand⁠ and moved forward.‍

***​​

……!‍​​

It‍‍⁠ was cold.

Ha…!⁠‌

In⁠​​ the darkness, Ludger​‌‍ was alone. He‍ felt a freezing​ wind.

‘Where​‌‍ am I?’

Why⁠⁠ am I here?‍​

…!​​

Trembling,‍⁠ he looked around.‌​ Absolute darkness. He​‌⁠ walked and walked,⁠⁠‍ but there was​‌​ nothing.

He‍‌​ couldn’t stand still,‌‌ so he began‌‌‌ wandering aimlessly…

“Your⁠‍ highness…!”

Suddenly,‌‍ he opened his‌ eyes.

“You’ve‌​​ awakened?”

“Almon…?”‍

“Yes,​​ your highness.”

“Why‍⁠‍ am I…?”

Ludger‌​ looked around. It‍ was the Academy,‍‌ but filled with‌⁠ screams and wails.‌‌ Monsters flooded the⁠‍‌ place, and battles⁠​ were constant.

Ludger​‍⁠ was behind Almon,‍ who was running‌⁠⁠ through all of‍‍ it.

“Don’t⁠ you remember? We‌ were drinking together​ while watching the‌ fireworks, and suddenly…”‌

“…I‌ remember.”

Thanks‌‍ to his title​ as prince, there⁠‌ were always people⁠⁠⁠ around him. He⁠‍ usually enjoyed it,⁠ but sometimes he⁠‍‍ just wanted to⁠ drink in peace.⁠‌

That’s‌​⁠ why he was‌ on the rooftop​​​ of a tavern,​⁠ drinking quietly with​‍ Almon.

“A‌​ demon descended…!”

The⁠⁠ fireworks in the⁠⁠ sky suddenly turned‌⁠⁠ into a demonic​‌‌ summoning circle.

The‍ gigantic demon that‌‍ emerged by tearing‍⁠ space itself was‍ pure terror.

“Yes.‌‍ That’s why you⁠ and I went‌‍ together to stop‌‍ it.”

But⁠⁠​ the monsters unleashed‍‍ by the demon⁠‌ covered the entire​ Academy. When Grad,⁠​ Luina, and Jace⁠​⁠ stepped in, they‌ changed their priorities.‌‌

Rather,‌​‌ they didn’t have​‌‍ the confidence to‌ get into that​ battle.

“I⁠ thought I had‌ gotten pretty close​ to Luina, but​​ yeah, no chance.”‍⁠‌

Almon⁠‍ smiled bitterly.

Before,‍​​ he had been⁠⁠ first, and Luina‍‌⁠ second. How had‍⁠​ such a gap‍⁠ formed?

Same​ with Aint. Winning‍ the jousting tournament​ had made him​​ euphoric, but that‌‌​ joy faded.

Whatever​⁠ the reason, both⁠ focused on eliminating‍‌ monsters and rescuing⁠ people. They gathered⁠⁠ students and searched⁠‍⁠ for professors.

Since⁠‍ Ludger, the prince,​‌‌ took the lead,‌⁠⁠ students quickly joined‌⁠​ in.

He⁠⁠ formed pairs and‍⁠​ sent them throughout‍⁠‍ the Academy to‌ exterminate monsters.

That’s​⁠ when demonic magic⁠ struck him.

He‍ didn’t know if⁠ it was aimed​‍‍ at Grad, Luina,‍ or Jace, but‍ the mass of​ magic that missed‍⁠​ its original target​ fell on Ludger.⁠⁠‌

He​ managed to resist​‌⁠ it, but the⁠⁠ ground collapsed and⁠​ he fell. That​ was his last⁠‍​ memory.

“You​ saved me?”

“No,‌‍ your highness. This‍​‍ guy did.”

“This⁠​ guy?”

Ludger⁠ then noticed the​ dwarf running beside‍ Almon.

“Very‌‍ ugly, no doubt.”‌‌​

“…Huh?”‌​

The​‍ dwarf, horrified.

“Your⁠‍ highness, how can⁠‌ you say that‍ to his face?”​‍

“Ah,⁠ sorry. I was‍ dazed and just⁠⁠⁠ said what I was thinking.”

“Ah.”⁠‍‍

The​‍‍ dwarf, Ahgrot, gripped‌​‌ the handle of⁠ his axe.

‘If‍​ he weren’t a prince…’

He‌​⁠ would’ve split his‌‍ forehead right there.‍​‍

“Haha,‍ it’s fine.”

With⁠‍ superhuman patience, he‌‍‍ smiled. After all,⁠ he was his⁠⁠‌ superior—and more importantly,​⁠ a prince. And⁠⁠​ Fernan had warned‌‍ him a thousand‍ times not to⁠⁠ cause trouble.

“Thanks‌‌‍ for saving me.‍‍ I’ll reward you.”‍⁠​

“If⁠‌ that’s the case,‌ then…”

Ahgrot‌⁠ felt his anger‌‌ fade. He had‍‌​ found Ludger by⁠ chance.

“A​ demon! A demon‍‍ has descended!”

The‌​​ demonic power had⁠⁠​ shrunk him down.​ He didn’t think‍​‍ survival was possible‍‌ in such a confrontation.

And‌ Fernan wasn’t there‌‍​ either.

So‍ he did what‍⁠​ he did best.‌‍

Dig​ tunnels.

“Let’s‍⁠​ dig a tunnel⁠​ and hide! The​‍ professors will stop⁠‌‍ him.”

There‌ were many powerful‌​ people in the‌​ Academy. A second-year​‍ student like him⁠‌ didn’t need to‍​​ risk his life.​ So he started‌⁠ digging.

‘Ludger‍​ Schwaben?’

The​⁠‌ ground suddenly collapsed,‍⁠ and Ludger fell.​‍​ Since Fernan had​ advised him to‌ memorize the names‌ and faces of‌ royalty, he recognized‍‍‌ him immediately.

And‍‌ now he had‍‌‌ accidentally saved him,​‌‍ and was with‌‍ Almon.

“Valoshi​​ too?”

It‍ wasn’t just Ludger,‍​​ Almon, and Ahgrot.‍⁠⁠ Valoshi Vienderk was‌​‍ brandishing his sword⁠‌ beside them.

“I⁠‍ found him by⁠ chance.”

“I’m‌ glad to see​‍​ you’re safe, your‍​⁠ highness.”

“Alright.​‌ Where are we⁠‍ going now?”

“To​‍‌ the infirmary. You‍ yourself gave the‍‌ order that, in​ case of emergency,​​ everyone should gather‍ there.”

“Right.”⁠

Ludger‍​ checked his condition.​​‌ Thanks to Almon’s‍ potion, the minor‌‍ wounds had healed,‍‍‍ but he still‍‌‌ felt weak.

He​​ had internal damage.⁠‌⁠

“Let’s​ go quickly.”

At‌‌ least get medical‌ attention, and then—⁠‍

─!​​‌

At‍​​ that moment, a white frost exploded‌‌ in the distance.​

“Is​‌ that the direction​​ of Ravidus Hall?”‍‍​

“Professor‌‍​ Rosalia? Has she‍​ returned?”

“My​‌ sister…?”

“Now⁠‍ that you mention‍‌ it, the other​⁠ professors…”

Ludger’s​ gaze locked onto‍‌ one point.

─!⁠‌​

──!​‌

There,‍ in the center,‍‍ where the demon⁠ was fighting Professor‍ Grad, Luina, and​​‌ Jace.

“…Almon.”​⁠

“…Yes.”‌

“…”⁠​

Not‌‌‍ just Ludger. Almon‍‍ had stopped as​⁠ well, and Ahgrot​ was dumbfounded, mouth⁠‌‍ agape and drooling.‍

“…Has‌ something like that⁠​ always existed?”

“How⁠⁠ could it?”

“…Wow.”​

It​ was—

A golem.

Over‍⁠⁠ 10 meters tall.‌

Gigantic.​​

Majestic.‍​‍

Beautiful.‍

Fantastic.​

— Grrrroooaar!

It‍‍ was roaring.

“…That.”‍​

It⁠‍‍ was the first‍ time he had​‍ seen it, but‍‍​ it felt strangely‍ familiar.

“Isn’t‍ that the necklace‍⁠ Fernan wore around‌‍ his neck?”

“…Good‌‌‍ heavens.”

“…I’m⁠ going to kill​‌ him.”

Ludger‌ and Almon were​ stunned.

“…And‌ Valoshi? Where is‍‍ he?”

They​‍ were so captivated‌⁠ they didn’t notice‍​ until too late​ that one of​​​ them had vanished.​​​

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