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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 24

Chapter 24

“Stop‌⁠‍ him!”

“Evacuate​⁠ the students!”

“Everyone,​​ come this way!”‌

“Where‌ did that monster⁠‌ come from?!”

The‍‍⁠ trees of the‌​​ forest were uprooted​‌ by the massive‌​ tail, while spells‌ and slashes struck​ the monster’s tough‍‍⁠ scales.

The​‍‌ aftermath of the​⁠⁠ battle spread beyond​ the lake, engulfing​ the nearby forest⁠ and growing more​ intense by the⁠⁠​ moment.

“What⁠‌ are you doing⁠‌‌ here? It’s dangerous,​​ evacuate now!”

“Y-Yes,‌‌ understood!”

And​ Aint, panting heavily,⁠ joined the evacuation‌‌‌ line.

“I-I‌ escaped alive… The​‌​ sea dragon won’t⁠ win, right?”

— What nonsense. Even​ though the sea⁠⁠ dragon is a spiritual beast and⁠ powerful, the academy‌‍ gathers the best⁠⁠ talents of the​‌ empire.

The⁠ professors teaching there‍​‌ were people who‌⁠ would stand out⁠ even among the⁠⁠ strongest anywhere.

— And more importantly,‍‌ that thing isn’t​ even an adult.​

“That’s‍​​ not an adult?”‍

— Sea dragons grow‍ up to 50​‍‌ meters. They aren’t​‍ called spiritual beasts⁠‍⁠ for nothing.

“Damn‌‌ it…”

— Well, putting that‌ aside… Did you‌⁠⁠ bring the adamantite?‌

“Of​‌ course.”

Aint‍‌​ checked the bag‍‌​ hanging from his​ waist. It was‍​‌ a subspace pouch‌ the academy had‌​ provided for this​ exercise.

Initially,​ it contained basic⁠‌ potions, emergency supplies,‌ and some dried​ meat, but now​‌‍ it was filled‍​ only with adamantite.⁠

He​ had thrown out​‍​ everything else and‍ packed it completely‌‌‍ with the mineral.‌

“To​ think I almost‍‍ died for this…”⁠​​

Just⁠‌‌ as he finished‍‍‌ extracting the adamantite​ and was about​⁠​ to leave, he‌​​ realized the sea‌​ dragon was surfacing.‌

— The spiritual herb!​‍ Don’t forget the​‌⁠ spiritual herb!

Gardner’s‍​ voice stopped him⁠​​ just as he‍​ was about to​ flee, and thanks⁠​‍ to that, he​‍‍ managed to collect‌⁠ the herb in​ time.

The​ problem was, the‍​ sea dragon saw⁠⁠‌ him doing it.‍

Upon⁠​ witnessing its most‌‍ treasured possession being​ stolen, the beast⁠⁠‌ went mad and​​ began chasing him.‌‍⁠

Aint⁠‌​ barely made it‍ out of the​⁠‌ lake alive, and‌ if it weren’t​⁠ for the professors​​​ and assistants stationed​⁠​ in the area,‌‌‌ he probably would’ve​​ ended up as⁠​‌ the sea dragon’s​ dinner.

Usually,‌‌ when someone stole⁠ the spiritual herb,‌ the dragon would‍⁠​ rage, but there‌​ wasn’t much it‌ could do. By⁠ then, the thief⁠​⁠ had already fled‌ and the dragon,⁠⁠‍ with its poorly​⁠‌ developed sense of⁠‌ smell, couldn’t track‍ them.

However,​ due to the⁠ “butterfly effect” caused⁠​‍ by Fernan, Aint‍​ had discovered the‌‍ adamantite and the‌ order of events⁠​ had changed.

Now‌ the dragon had‍⁠ seen him with‍ its own eyes​‍‍ taking its treasure.⁠‌

And​⁠‍ a dragon wasn’t​‌⁠ generous enough to⁠‌​ let a thief‌⁠ with its treasure⁠‍ right in front‍‍⁠ of it escape.‌⁠‌

That​ had caused the​ current situation, though⁠⁠‌ Aint couldn’t know⁠⁠‌ that.

“Anyway…⁠‍ luckily, everything turned​‍​ out fine. The​​ professors will handle‍​⁠ the sea dragon…”​

Now‌​ the problem was‌ how to sell‍ the adamantite to‌‍‌ Fernan without raising​⁠ suspicion.

“If‍​‍ he asks how‌​ I got it…⁠​⁠ what should I say?”

— Just tell him‌‍ it’s not stolen‌‌ goods and not‌ to ask questions.​​

— If he’s one‌ of those rich‍ types, he’ll probably‌ buy it even‌⁠​ if it is.‍

After⁠ all, he didn’t⁠⁠‍ need to explain.‌‍ Adamantite was such‍‍⁠ a valuable mineral‌ that everyone wanted‌ it, no matter‌ where it came‍‍‍ from.

He⁠​ had the upper⁠​ hand.

“How⁠‍ much should I ask for…?”

Right​‌ then—

— Look, there’s your‍ rich guy.

Following‍ Gardner’s words, Aint‌‍​ turned his head⁠ and saw Fernan.⁠​⁠

But⁠​ his appearance was⁠ strange. He was​​ drenched in sweat⁠ and frantically scanning‍‌ his surroundings, eyes‌​⁠ wide.

“Who’s⁠ he looking for?”​⁠

He‍ didn’t know who,​ but it was​ clear Fernan was‌‌ in a rush.‍

Then,​​‌ their eyes met.⁠ Fernan quickly approached,‌‌ panting, and said—‌‍⁠

“Aint‍ Armian.”

“…You‍ mean me?”

At‌‍ Fernan’s apparent sigh⁠‍​ of relief, Aint‍ was puzzled.

Was⁠⁠‍ he the person⁠ Fernan had been​‌ looking for? Why?‍

— What’s with that⁠‌‌ rich guy? Did⁠‍⁠ he swallow something⁠⁠ weird?

— Looks to me⁠​ like he’s worried‌​ about you. Am​⁠‌ I right?

Aint​​ felt the same,‍‌‍ and that’s why​ he didn’t understand.‍

— Could he know‌​​ you got the​‌⁠ adamantite and the​​ spiritual herb?

— Impossible… there’s no​ way he could⁠‌‍ know.

Both⁠⁠‌ Aint and Gardner⁠‌ were confused.
But so was⁠‌ Fernan.

‘Hmph.’‌⁠

He​​​ had only come‌‍​ looking for Aint​​ hoping he was‍‌ alive, without thinking‍‌‌ about what to‍⁠⁠ say afterward.

‘What‌ am I supposed‌ to say now?’‌‍⁠

Luckily,‌‍‌ thanks to the‌ fierce battle between⁠‌ the professors and​‍ the dragon, no⁠‌​ one was paying⁠​​ attention to their⁠‌​ conversation.

After‌ gathering his thoughts,⁠​​ Fernan decided to⁠ act boldly.

“Was‍ there no one​‍‌ else?”

“No​ one else?”

“I⁠‌ mean were there‍​ any other students​⁠​ nearby. As an‍ assistant, I have⁠⁠​ to ensure their​⁠ safety.”

“Ah…‌‍⁠ is that all?”⁠‍‌

“What‍‍‍ else would it​​​ be?”

At⁠​ Fernan’s irritated look,‍⁠ Aint shook his‌ head.

“No,‍ nothing.”

“If‌‌‌ you have nothing​​ else to say,‌ go join the​ other stu—”

“Before‌‌ that, I have‍⁠‌ something to tell‌⁠ you.”

“Something⁠‍ to tell me?”​

“Yes.”​‍

Aint‍⁠‍ nodded and spoke⁠‍ quickly.

“By‌‍ any chance, does‍‍‍ your merchant guild‌ also deal in‍​‍ minerals?”

“Everyone‍​ knows our guild‌⁠ deals in minerals.​⁠‌ What are you​​⁠ getting at?”

Aint‌​ gave an awkward⁠‌‌ smile.

“It’s​​‍ just… this isn’t​⁠ a good place‌​​ to talk…”

“Follow‍⁠ me.”

Fernan​ and Aint moved⁠ to a secluded‌‌ part of the⁠⁠‌ forest where no​ one was around,​‍‌ thanks to the⁠‌​ exam being suspended‍⁠ due to the⁠‍ sea dragon.

“Talk.‍‍‌ You’re not thinking⁠ I’ll give you​⁠‌ minerals for free‌⁠ like the elixir,⁠‌ are you?”

It​ was true he‍‌‌ had obtained mithril​⁠ thanks to him,‍‍⁠ and could give​ it if he⁠ wanted.

But,⁠ as always, he‌​⁠ mustn’t show weakness.⁠

That​ was the fastest‌⁠​ path to being‌⁠​ seen as a fool.

“No.​‌ There are two⁠‍ reasons why someone⁠‍​ seeks a private⁠‍ audience with a merchant, right?”

“To‌ buy or sell.‌‍ But since your‍‌ wallet’s a joke,​‍ it must be⁠ the latter.”

“…You’re‍ right, but that⁠‍ stung.”

Fernan‍ frowned.

Even‍⁠​ though it was⁠‌⁠ a meaningless joke,‌⁠⁠ to someone who‍‌ had seen in‍​‌ the book of⁠‍‌ prophecies how this⁠‌ boy ruined him,​ nothing was trivial.‌

“…Sorry,‍ I didn’t mean​⁠ to offend.”

“…Excuse‌​ me?”

— What’s with this​⁠ guy? Does he​ have a stomachache?‍

The‌⁠ sudden apology baffled​ both Aint and⁠‍ Gardner.

“Ah,‌​ no! Just kidding,​‍⁠ I was only​ joking.”

“Glad​ to hear it.”‌⁠

“S-So…⁠‍⁠ yes, I have​‌‌ something I want‍ to sell. And​​ you’re the only‍​⁠ trustworthy person I can think of‌ right now.”

“What​‌ is it?”

Aint‌ reached into his​​ subspace pouch.

When⁠​ he pulled out⁠‍ the mineral, Fernan’s⁠⁠ eyes widened.

“…Is‌‌ that what I think it is?”‍

“You⁠‍ recognized it right⁠​‍ away. That’s right.​‍ Adamantite.”

“…Adamantite.”​‌

But‌‍ soon, he composed⁠⁠​ his expression.

Gardner​‍ was impressed by​ how quickly he​ regained his composure.‍

— Cold-blooded. Not even‍‍ flinching at the​‍ sight of adamantite?‌​

“You‍ want to sell‍ it to me?”⁠⁠‍

“Yes.”‌‌‍

“Where‌ did you get‍​ it?”

“That’s‌ confidential. But it’s⁠ not stolen, I assure you it‍ was obtained legally.‌ Are you interested?”⁠⁠

Fernan‌​‌ hesitated a bit.‍​

In‍‍‌ negotiations, hiding your‌ true intentions was⁠ key. If they⁠ were discovered, you​‌‌ lost all leverage‌‌ and that meant‍​⁠ unnecessary expenses.

But‍‌ this was adamantite.​

He​ had already laid‌​‌ out a great‌‌ plan after obtaining⁠‍⁠ the mithril, and​ this mineral was‌​ essential to it.‍

Even‌⁠ if he had‍ to lose a little, it was‍ worth it.

‘Besides,​ it’s Aint.’

He​⁠‍ already intended to​​‍ support him long-term.‌ If he got‌‍⁠ adamantite and used⁠ that as an​ excuse to help​ him openly, even⁠⁠⁠ better.

“Alright.​ I’ll buy it.”‍

“Then…”​⁠

“This⁠ time, I’ll be‌ the one asking​⁠ the question.”

Without‍​ realizing it, his‍​​ merchant instincts took⁠​‌ over.

“How​⁠ much are you​​‍ expecting to get?”⁠

***‍‌

A week passed in‌‌ the blink of‌ an eye.

After⁠‌​ the sea dragon‍ incident, nothing else‍​ of note occurred,⁠‍ and Fernan returned‍​‍ to his office‍ and spread out‍ some papers.

“Adamantite…”​

When‍​⁠ Aint first mentioned​⁠ that word, Fernan‍‍‌ lost his composure‌ for an instant.‍

It​⁠ was inevitable when​​ dealing with such​‌​ a mineral.

The‍‍ value of adamantite​ was already enormous,​ but he never‍‍‌ would’ve imagined that‍ Aint, who had​⁠⁠ lost the mithril,‌​ would show up⁠ with adamantite instead.‌

“It’s⁠‌ unlikely he had‍ it from the‍‌‍ start. If he​ did, he would’ve‍ already used or​​​ sold it.”

It​​ was clear he‍ had obtained it‍​‌ recently.

They‌​ had stolen the​ mithril, and yet‍ he came back​‌ with adamantite.

Was‍⁠ that the luck‌ of the hero⁠ destined to stop​​ the demon, as⁠ the book of⁠ prophecies claimed?

Fernan⁠ let out an​⁠ incredulous laugh, but​‌ the situation didn’t‍ seem unfavorable at⁠ all.

“If​​ I can get​ an adamantite-mithril alloy,‍‌ I might be⁠ able to make‌ my ideal a reality.”

His⁠ hand, as it⁠ picked up the‍​‌ pen, began to​ move more quickly.​

The⁠ stroke that shaped⁠‌ his ideas — something he had‌ imagined for a long time — showed no hesitation.‍⁠

“Was​​ it my intervention‌⁠‍ that changed things‍​‌ this time, too?”‍​

Despite​ being as cautious‌ as possible, it​⁠⁠ seemed something had​⁠ slipped through.

That‌‌​ was probably why‌⁠ Aint obtained the‌⁠​ adamantite and the⁠ sea dragon emerged​‌ from the lake.‍‌

Even⁠⁠‌ though it gave‌‍‍ him a scare,‍ everything had turned‌⁠‍ out well.

In‌⁠ fact, not only‌‍‍ had he obtained⁠ the mithril, but‍‍‍ also the adamantite.​​

Wasn’t‍⁠ that an even‌ greater gain?

“What⁠⁠ was that place⁠‍ again? An underwater⁠‍‍ cave with mithril‌​ and adamantite?”

There‌​ might be more‍‍‌ minerals hidden there.​‌

He‌‍‌ decided he would⁠⁠ check it out​‌ himself later.

At⁠​ that moment, Fernan​‌ looked at the⁠ sea dragon, which‌​‌ let out a roar of pain.‍

As‌ expected of the‌​ academy’s professors, they‍ were strong enough‌ to stand out‍ anywhere.

Even​‍ a spiritual beast‍ was helpless against‍⁠ their combined assault.⁠‌

It⁠ was only still‌‍⁠ alive due to​ the resilience of⁠⁠ its massive body,‍⁠ but it wouldn’t‌​ last much longer.‍

‘Wouldn’t​‍ be a bad⁠⁠ idea to use⁠​​ the dragon’s mana‌ core as the‌⁠​ central core. In​‌ fact, it’s the‍‌ best option.’

A spiritual beast capable‌​​ of moving with​⁠‍ that size and⁠ using ‘Breath’ as⁠ a skill must​‍ have had an‌ exceptional manahole.

It​⁠‌ wouldn’t reach the⁠ level of a dragon’s heart — the most coveted⁠ core by mages‍ — but it‌‍‌ would definitely outperform​ even the finest‌ magic gem.

‘In​ that case, I must buy it.⁠‍‍ Within the academy,‍ prey captured by⁠‍ professors is used‌ for personal benefit.‍⁠‌ It usually ends‍‍ up as funding​‍⁠ for their labs.’‌‌‌

The⁠ professors were probably‌‍⁠ already looking for⁠⁠‌ buyers using their‌ connections.

‘I’ll‌‍ need a lot​⁠ of money. I can’t handle this‍ alone.’

It​⁠ wasn’t just a matter of money.​​⁠ To work with‌‌‌ mithril and adamantite,‌‌‍ he’d need his‌ family’s backing.

With​ his current setup,‌ he couldn’t smelt​‍ both minerals.

‘I’ll‍​ need to visit‍​​ the family soon.’​⁠

He‌⁠ wasn’t worried about​​‍ convincing the duke.‍‌‍

He‌​ already had the​​ mithril, and the‍ adamantite would arrive‍‌ shortly.

“I’ve​‌ returned, young master.”⁠

Fernan​ came out of‍​ his thoughts.

He​‍ stopped his pen‌ and looked forward,‌ where Hyde stood⁠ with a somewhat⁠​ tired expression.

“Hyde?‌​⁠ When did you⁠‌‌ get here?”

“An‌ hour ago.”

“An⁠ hour?”

He⁠ looked out the​​ window. Night had‌‍⁠ already fallen outside.​‍⁠

“Why‍ didn’t you tell​⁠ me?”

“You‍ looked very focused,‍‍ so I waited.‍​ But after glancing⁠​⁠ at what you‌‌ were writing, I figured you wouldn’t​⁠ sleep tonight, so⁠⁠​ I decided to‍‍‌ speak.”

“You‌​ did well.”

Indeed,​‍ he had been⁠​​ so absorbed in​ his thoughts that‌​‌ his body felt⁠ stiff.

‘I‌ even forgot the​‌‌ passage of time…’‍⁠

He⁠​‌ was probably more‍‌​ excited than he⁠‍‍ realized about acquiring‌‍⁠ mithril and adamantite.​​

“Did​ you finish what​​ I asked?”

“Yes,​‍ everything’s done. But…‍ if you don’t‌ mind, may I ask something? Is‍ it what I think it is?”‍

“Yes.”‍

“…The​⁠ materials listed aren’t​ exactly realistic.”

Hyde’s​ reaction was understandable,​⁠ and Fernan let‍‌‌ out a small​​ laugh.

“Not​​ realistic?”

“Using‌​​ mithril and adamantite‍ to construct a physical body? It’s‌​ impossible.”

Given‌‍‍ how rare and‍‌ expensive those minerals⁠‍ were, he was‍ absolutely right.

“The​ Golden Pillar doesn’t⁠ have that kind​​ of money. Not⁠ even the duke⁠⁠‌ would approve such​ an expense. And‍‌‍ I doubt we​‍‍ could obtain that‌ much of both‍​ minerals.”

“You​​ really think so?”‌⁠

“Yes.”‌‍

“What‍‍​ if I already‍​‍ obtained them?”

“…Excuse⁠ me?”

Fernan‌ opened his subspace⁠ bag. Dozens of​​‌ boxes were perfectly‌⁠‌ stacked inside his‍​ spacious office.

“Open‌ them.”

“…Are‌ they what I think they are?‌⁠​ This makes no​‌ sense… That many?”‍⁠

“Open‍ them and judge‌⁠​ for yourself.”

Hyde​‍ swallowed hard and⁠‌‍ carefully opened a box.

When‌⁠‍ he saw the‌⁠ softly glowing turquoise‌‌ hue, his jaw​ dropped.

“This‍⁠‍ too…?”

Every⁠‍​ box, without exception,⁠‍ was filled with‍ mithril.

“T-This⁠⁠ is impossible! Where⁠‍‌ the hell did‌ you get all‌‌​ this?”

“I​‍ extracted it myself.”‌

“…What?”‌⁠

“This⁠‍ is all mithril.‍‍ And I’ll also‌ be acquiring adamantite⁠ in similar quantities.”‍‌

He⁠‌​ was technically buying‍ it, but given‍ the price, it​ was almost a gift.

“B-But⁠ I don’t understand…​‌ What do you‌‍‍ mean by all⁠ this?”

“Even⁠‍‍ seeing it, you​‌‌ don’t believe it?⁠⁠ Hyde, that’s not⁠‍ like you.”

“…No,‍⁠‍ that’s not…”

Hyde⁠‍ could only repeat⁠⁠‍ himself.

“…Fine.⁠ I’ll accept that‌‍​ you mined the⁠‍⁠ mithril with your⁠‌‍ own hands. But⁠ buying adamantite? Who‍ would sell that‍ much?”

“It’s⁠‌‌ not exactly a direct purchase. It’s‌​‌ more like an‌⁠ investment…”

Explaining​ would take too‍‍ long, so Fernan⁠‌ changed the topic.⁠‍

“That’s‌​ not what matters,‌ Hyde. This is.”​

He‍​‍ handed over the​​‍ blueprint he had‌ been drawing so⁠ passionately.

“As‌⁠ you know, one‍‍ thing has always‍‍ intrigued me.”

Knights‍‍ had their steeds.‌​

Elves,‍‌ their spirits. Companions​​‌ they could always​ rely on, to‌ fight side by⁠‍ side.

“Then⁠ why doesn’t a merchant have something‌​ like that?”

Hyde‌​ was about to‍ say that the‌‌ strange thing would⁠‌⁠ be if they​‌ did, but stopped.​⁠‌

He⁠‍​ still hadn’t recovered‌ from the shock‌‌‍ of the mithril​​⁠ and adamantite, and‍ besides—

Fernan⁠ radiated an overwhelming‌⁠​ enthusiasm.

“…So,‌‌‍ you really intend‍​ to build this?⁠ Using that enormous⁠​​ amount of mithril​‌⁠ and adamantite?”

“Of​‍‍ course. If I’m​ going to do‍⁠ it, it’ll be‍⁠ perfect and durable.”‌

Especially⁠⁠‌ since a war‍ against demons was​⁠ approaching.

“This‌ will require a monstrous amount of‍​‍ money and the‌​‌ sum of all​⁠⁠ magical engineering knowledge.”‍​‌

That’s​‌‍ why it was‌⁠ something only a truly wealthy merchant‍ could build.

And⁠‍ that’s why it‍​ was the ideal‍⁠‍ partner for a merchant.

“It‌ will be my‌‍ dream companion.”

A powerful bodyguard to‌‌‍ protect him in​‌ the dark era‍ ahead. The ultimate‌​ solution to every⁠‍‌ problem he faced.‌

“A​‌‌ colossal, autonomous, self-aware‌ Ego Golem.”

“…It’s‍⁠ an overwhelming amount‍‌ of money… no,⁠⁠ does it really​⁠⁠ have to be‍​ that huge?”

“Because​‍ it looks cooler‌ that way.”

Hyde‌⁠ nodded, unable to​‌​ help himself.

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