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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 29

Chapter 29

Demons‌‍​ used to proclaim​⁠⁠ themselves the rightful‍‍ lords of magic,‍​⁠ and for that‌‌ reason, the Dragon⁠ Cult could never⁠​ coexist with them.‌​

A religion that denies​​​ the very existence‌⁠‌ of its enemy​‍ cannot allow that⁠‌ enemy to exist.‌‍​

That’s‌‌‌ why the cult’s​‌ hatred for demons‍​ wasn’t much different​‍​ from that of‌ the inquisitors.

Even‍‍‌ so, Fernan never⁠ imagined Jace would‍⁠ cast a spell‌‍‍ without warning.

“I-I‌ haven’t done anything⁠​ wrong!”

When​ the roar subsided‌ and the smoke⁠ cleared, Jace still‌​ had his hand‍⁠ extended, wreathed in‌⁠ flames, Luina was‍​ holding him back⁠ with her sword,​⁠ and Bella was‌ sitting on the⁠ floor, trembling and⁠​⁠ screaming, unable to‍⁠‌ get up.

“Well⁠ done, Luina.”

Fernan‌‌ sighed and grabbed‍ Jace’s wrist. He⁠‌ hadn’t expected such⁠​ an extreme reaction‌ either.

“Stop‌ it, Jace.”

“Senior!​ She’s corrupted! A demon has infiltrated‌ the imperial academy⁠⁠ without anyone knowing!‍‌​ I never imagined‍ I’d see something​⁠‌ like this! The‌⁠ only good demon⁠ is a dead‍⁠ one. I’ll make​​⁠ Bella Hoenne a good demon!”

“I‌⁠ said stop.”

Fernan⁠‌‍ growled quietly.

“Even‌‌​ if you’re my​‍ senior, when it‌‌ comes to demons…”‌‍‍

“I’m⁠‌⁠ the one who,​‍ knowing all that,​ asked you for‍‌⁠ the artifact.”

“…That’s​‍‌ true, but…”

“I’m⁠​ telling you. Bella‌‍ Hoenne hasn’t met‍ nor made any⁠‌ contract with a demon.”

According‍ to the book​‍⁠ of prophecies, Bella‍ was simply a victim. And so‌⁠ far, that book‌ had never lied‌ to Fernan.

“But​‌​ she had demonic​⁠ energy.”

“You⁠‌ don’t have to‍ make a contract​​‍ with a demon⁠​‌ to have demonic‍‌ energy. It could‍‌ be due to​ infection, and you‍⁠ know that.”

“Then…‌​ are you saying‌ someone at the‌⁠​ academy is infecting⁠‍‍ students?”

Jace’s⁠ expression grew tense.⁠⁠ Although he said‍‍‍ “someone,” they both‌‍ knew he meant​ demon worshipers.

“Isn’t‌⁠‍ that even worse?‌‍ We should notify‍​ the cult and⁠ the Empire at⁠‍​ once… or are⁠ you afraid that‌​ if we do,​ they’ll hide and​‌‌ we won’t find​⁠⁠ them?”

“Exactly.⁠ I’ve tried everything⁠​ to find whoever‍⁠‌ is spreading the‌ demonic energy.”

He​‍ had analyzed every​‍‌ detail of Bella⁠ and Valoshi’s routines⁠⁠ and sent Hyde‌‍‍ to investigate potential​‍‍ sources of contamination,‌⁠ but found nothing.​

“That’s​​⁠ why I came⁠‌ to you.”

“To‌‌ ask for the​ Dragon Cult’s help?”‍⁠​

“Because‍‍⁠ it seems to‌‌‍ be the only⁠ group not yet‌ infiltrated by demon⁠ worshipers.”

Even‍⁠‌ if the followers​ were spread across​ the continent, the‌ Empire, or the⁠ academy, the most‌ resistant place would⁠‍‌ undoubtedly be the​ Dragon Cult.

After​ all, their hatred‍‍⁠ for demons ran⁠ deep.

Sure,​ someone could be⁠‌ hiding even there,‍​​ but by that‌‌⁠ logic, there’d be‍ no one left‍‌​ to trust in‌ the world.

“I’m‍​‍ convinced the corrupted‍‍⁠ have already infiltrated‍‍⁠ the entire academy.”​‍​

It​‍​ was obvious. Otherwise,​ the chaos during‍ Andromalius’s appearance couldn’t​ be explained.

‘Hundreds‍‍ went mad from‌ the infection.’

He‍ didn’t know exactly‌‍‍ when Andromalius’s summoning⁠‍⁠ had occurred. But⁠ what he did‌ know was that‌​⁠ to infect so‍ many people unnoticed,‍ it couldn’t have‌‌​ been just a few.

“They’re‌‍ probably aiming to⁠ use the infected⁠ to destroy the​⁠‌ academy from within.”⁠

“But‍‌ why would they​‍ do that?”

“Because‍⁠ the academy is⁠‍​ the future of⁠⁠‍ the Empire, and​ the continent itself.⁠‍ If they destroy‍ it, they destroy⁠ that future.”

Jace⁠‍ nodded, finally understanding.‌⁠‌

“But…⁠‍​ then we have‍ to stop them‌‌ as soon as‌‌​ possible. Even if⁠‍‌ they go into‍‍ hiding, that’s better​​ than letting them​⁠⁠ threaten the future‍⁠⁠ of the continent.”​

It⁠‍​ made sense. Even⁠ if the followers⁠⁠⁠ went deeper underground,‌ it was better‌⁠ than letting them‍ wreak havoc.

But⁠ Fernan knew how‌⁠‍ it would all​‍ end. He knew‌ the demons would​⁠‍ eventually be summoned‌‌ on a massive​‌⁠ scale, and the‌ entire continent would⁠‍ fall into chaos.‍⁠‌

“But‍ if we can⁠‌ uproot them with⁠ minimal damage, it’ll‌​​ be better.”

If⁠​‌ they let them​⁠ escape now, they’d​‌ return as an⁠‍​ even worse disaster.​‍

Sometimes,​​​ you had to​ sacrifice the sprouts​ to protect the⁠‍ tree.

“Do‌ you have a plan?”

“Yes,⁠​⁠ I already have⁠​‌ something in mind.”​

After‍⁠ hearing everything, Jace‌⁠‌ nodded.

“Then‌ wouldn’t it be‌‍‌ better to ask‌‍ for support from⁠ the cult?”

“I‌ didn’t say not​‌ to tell them.‌ Just don’t make⁠⁠‌ it public. Share‌ it only with‌ those you absolutely⁠​ trust, and keep⁠‌ it secret.”

“Understood.”‍‍

Jace‍ let out a sinister chuckle.

“Striking⁠‍‍ those bastards from​ the shadows… now‌⁠ that sounds like​⁠‍ you, sir. I’m⁠​ with you.”

“And⁠⁠‍ before that, is‌​ there any spell‍⁠ or artifact that‍⁠​ can remove demonic​ energy?”

“Of​‌‍ course. Every mage⁠‍ in the cult‌⁠ learns a spell​​ called Holy Light,​ which burns demonic⁠ energy.”

It​‍ was a sacred‍⁠ duty of the​‍ cult, which could⁠‍‌ not coexist with​‌ demons.

“Perfect.‌ Purge the demonic‍​‌ energy from that‍⁠‌ girl’s body.”

“Of​‌ course. Miss Bella,‍ could you extend​​‌ your hand?”

“…You’re‍ not going to​⁠‍ kill me, right?”‌

“Of‍ course not. The​‍ cult only punishes⁠ demons and the⁠ corrupted. Never innocent​‍ victims.”

The​​‌ holy man smiled‍⁠⁠ sweetly. Still in‌‌ shock from everything,‍⁠​ Bella offered her​​‍ hand without resistance.‍‌

“Ah,​ though… this will​‌⁠ be my first‌‍ time using this‍ spell. Not sure⁠‌ how it’ll go.​‍‍ Is it okay​​ to burn the‍ inside of a living person?”

“…What?”‌

Bella​⁠ barely had time‌⁠⁠ to react, but‍ it was too​ late.

──!​

An‍⁠ intense heat and⁠​‍ searing pain erupted​‍⁠ from within her.⁠​

“Kyaaa!!!”⁠

“Hmm.​ Seems like it‍‍‍ hurts a lot.”‍‌

“Don’t‍‍‌ worry. This room⁠‍ is completely soundproof.”‌‍‍

Not​⁠⁠ only soundproof. It‍‍ also absorbed any‌ vibrations or impacts.‌

“Punishment‍‍ for evil always‌‍ comes with pain.⁠ That’s how it​​‍ must be. You‍‍ can scream all​⁠ you want, cursing⁠​ the demon that‍​ did this to‍ you.”

“…”⁠‍‌

Luina‌‌‍ could only watch⁠​‌ in silence as‍​ her friend collapsed‍ to the floor,​‍‍ convulsing and foaming‌ at the mouth.​‍⁠

***‌​‌

“Huff…‌⁠ I guess it⁠ was tough since‌⁠ it was my​‍ first time using‍ that spell on‍ a person. Well,⁠ I’ll head out​⁠ first. I have‌ some investigations to​​ conduct on my‍⁠​ own.”

“Alright.”​

Once​ the treatment was‌⁠‍ over, Jace left‍ first, leaving Bella‌⁠ unconscious, collapsed on​‌ the table.

“…Is⁠ she okay?”

“Probably.”⁠‌‍

Bringing‍⁠ his fingers close⁠ to her nose,⁠ he noticed she‌‌‌ was still breathing.⁠‌‌ Her face was⁠‍ a bit pale,‌⁠​ but she didn’t⁠ seem close to‌​ death.

“Take‌‌​ her to the​ Bless Pavilion.”

“I​‍‌ will.”

“Make​⁠ her face up‍ with red makeup‌⁠‌ so she looks⁠​ drunk.”

“Is‍‍‌ all this really⁠‌ necessary? If she​⁠ returns looking drunk‍‍ in broad daylight,⁠‍ her reputation…”

“No‌‍‍ one would ever‍​ imagine that monsters⁠ like them have​‍ infiltrated the academy.‌ It doesn’t hurt‌ to be cautious.”‌

Oh,‍ she should smell​‍‌ like alcohol too,‍ so splash a little on her‍ face. Fernan went⁠ to grab a rather expensive bottle​ of wine from‍⁠ a shelf in‌‍‌ a hidden corner‌​ of the room,‍‌ but stopped.

“Anyway,​ if it’s just‌​ for splashing, no⁠ need to use‌⁠​ good wine.”

“How‌ much does it⁠ cost?”

“Twenty‌‍‌ gold coins.”

“A​​​ cheap tavern wine‍‌​ would do.”

Fernan‍‌ called someone to​‍ go buy a bottle. Luina got‌ ready to carry​ Bella.

“Do‍‍‌ you have a spare cloak? At‍ least we should⁠‌​ cover her face‌‍​ as much as​ possible.”

“Yes,​​ we have one.”⁠⁠

An​‍​ employee brought a cloak, and Luina⁠​⁠ draped it over‍‌⁠ Bella.

“When​ did you plan⁠‌‌ all this?”

“Since‍‌​ I found traces‍⁠⁠ of demons through‍⁠‌ Verian. I knew⁠ they wouldn’t stop‍‌ after just one‌ attempt.”

“Don’t‍ forget your promise.”⁠⁠​

“Promise?”​⁠

“You‍ said you’d help‍‌ me whenever it‍‍‌ came to fighting‍⁠‌ demons.”

Luina’s​​​ eyes turned cold.⁠⁠

“I‌‌ won’t forgive those‌‍ damned demons who⁠​ put Bella in​‍ danger.”

“I‌​​ know.”

Shortly​⁠ after, Luina doused​‌⁠ Bella in cheap‍​ wine and carried​‍‍ her off.

“…I’ll‌⁠ use Jace’s help‍ and the Cult⁠‌​ to purge all‌​ demonic energy from⁠‍‍ the infected humans.‍⁠‌ As discreetly as‍‌ possible.”

That‍ way, they could⁠ minimize the chaos​ the corrupted were​ trying to stir.‍‍

“It​‍‌ would be ideal⁠⁠​ to prevent the⁠ demon’s appearance in⁠⁠ the first place…”‍‍

Maybe⁠⁠‍ when more of⁠‍‌ the prophetic book‌⁠‍ was revealed, he’d‍⁠ understand how. For‌‍ now, he had⁠‍‍ no idea.

“I​‌‍ need to focus⁠ on what’s next.”‌​

The‌‍⁠ Yacht Club. That’s‍‌⁠ where the corrupted​⁠‍ would begin to⁠⁠ move in earnest.​‌⁠

On⁠​ one of the⁠⁠​ Golden Turtle Guild’s‍​⁠ yachts, operated and⁠⁠​ lent out for‌ free by Fernan,​​ he would pose‌‍ as a guild⁠‍​ employee and attempt⁠ to assassinate Aint.‌​⁠

“To‍ stop the demon‍ in the end,​‍ I need Aint’s‍‍⁠ cooperation.”

But‌⁠‌ talking to him‌ about demons out⁠ of nowhere would⁠ be madness. At⁠ best, it’d raise⁠‍⁠ suspicions.

“Everything⁠​ needs preparation.”

The‍​‍ corrupted would try​‍ to kill Aint‍‌ or at least‌⁠‌ isolate him from⁠​⁠ the other students.⁠‌ But the opposite​ would happen.

Aint‌​‍ would survive, and⁠‌ Fernan would become‍‌ his open sponsor.‌‌

“While⁠ investigating suspicious individuals‌‍ infiltrated in the‌⁠‍ guild, I found‍‍​ one had slipped⁠‍ in as a yacht staffer. But⁠​ I didn’t know‍​‍ they were one‍⁠‌ of the degenerates.”‌​

This​⁠ way, Fernan would⁠‍‍ witness the degenerates⁠‍ with Aint in‍ the same place.‍

Although‌‍‌ the plan was‌​‌ detailed, that was‍‌ the gist. Knowing‍ the future made​‌‍ organizing it easy.‍

Fernan’s​‌⁠ eyes grew cold.‌​

***​

— Why are you​⁠ trembling all of​ a sudden?

‘I‌ don’t know, I just felt a sudden chill.’

Aint‌ shook off the‌ cold and refocused⁠‍‍ on the lecture.​‍

“So,‌ this cyclops, although‌⁠ it only has​ one eye…”

The‌​​ class was “Study⁠ of Monsters and‍ Magical Beasts,” a five-credit core course‌ — quite important.‍

— How are you‌‍ feeling?

‘Not​ bad.’

Maybe‍ thanks to the‌ desperate battle with⁠ the sea dragon,‌‍‍ he’d managed to‍ absorb almost half‍‍ the residual magic​ power from the​‍ Saint bird’s heart⁠ — something not‍‌‍ even Gardner had⁠⁠ fully managed.

— A blessing disguised‍‍ as disaster. You‌⁠ gained adamantite and‌⁠​ magical power.

‘And‍ a rather reliable⁠‍‌ sponsor, too.’

— More of a transaction than a sponsor.

— But don’t get‍ too confident. Adamantite⁠ is worth a lot, and those​​‍ rich folks will​‌‌ do anything to‍​‍ devalue it.

Aint‌‌ was aware. Even​‌ though he had⁠​ approached them, he⁠ couldn’t expect too‍‌ many concessions.

— The best approach‌ would be to⁠ make them realize​​​ how dangerous the​⁠ situation is. They’re​‌ not fools. If⁠ they sense real​ danger, they’ll open‍​​ their wallets.

‘Then⁠​⁠ it’d be best⁠ if senior Fernan‍‌​ witnessed the existence‍ of demons directly.​ But… do they‍‌‍ really exist?’

Since‍⁠ acquiring Gardner, or‍‌‍ even before, Fernan‌‍ had never seen‌ a demon or⁠‍‍ any degenerate followers.⁠‌​

— I wish they‌​‍ didn’t, but they’re​‌‍ already moving in​‍ the shadows. The‌ fact that I’ve‍ awakened is proof‍⁠ of that.

Gardner‍​ said it with‍ certainty.

— Back to the​‍‌ point, it’s not‍‌ a bad idea.​‌​ If they’re demons,‌⁠ even the Pellenbergs⁠ will understand the‍‍​ gravity of the​​ situation.

— …Though, not all​ of them.

‘What​‍‌ do you mean,​ not all?’

— When people see‍‍‌ a ruthless merchant,‌‍​ they say “he’d‍ sell even to​⁠ a demon.” Well,​⁠‌ that phrase originated​​ from the Pellenbergs.​ They literally sold‌​ to demons.

‘…Mother‍⁠ of god.’

Aint‌‍⁠ was speechless. He⁠⁠ knew the Pellenberg‍ merchants were ruthless,⁠⁠⁠ but he never‌ imagined they’d made​ deals with demons.⁠‌‍

— Now you understand​⁠⁠ why I detest⁠‍ them?

‘Yeah…‌​‍ I get it‍‌⁠ now.’

As⁠⁠‌ they continued their‌‌ conversation, class ended⁠ in the blink‍‌ of an eye.‍​ While Aint was‌‍ putting away his‌⁠ books, someone approached.‍

“Aint.”‌

“Valoshi.”​‍

“Do‌​⁠ you have plans⁠⁠ after class?”

“No,‍ I was just‌ planning to train‌‍​ a bit.”

“Always‌​⁠ so diligent.”

Valoshi⁠⁠‌ smiled kindly.

— This guy is​ weird. I know⁠ he’s a good‍​⁠ person, but I don’t understand why‍‌​ he treats you‍ so well.

‘I’ve​​ wondered the same​ thing, honestly.’

It‌‍⁠ was clear Valoshi‍‌⁠ Bienderk was a good guy. But‍​⁠ being good wasn’t​⁠ enough to stop‌ Aint from being​ suspicious.

He‍‍⁠ bore the Armian​‍ name, while the​⁠‍ current emperor bore​ the Schwaben name.‌‍ That made his‍‍‍ attitude even more​‌ questionable.

Wouldn’t​​ the Bienderk heir‍ care about how‌‌ the imperial family‍​ saw him?

‘Then‌​​ again… the Bienderks‌‍ are nearly as‍⁠​ powerful as the⁠ imperial family.’

Still,⁠‌ it could cause​ friction. So why‌ was he so⁠⁠ eager to approach‍‌‍ Aint? He had‍‍‌ little left to‌ offer beyond the⁠‌​ fading prestige of‌⁠‍ his family.

But⁠ he couldn’t just‌​ ask him directly,‌‍⁠ so he kept‌‌‌ it in.

“Want⁠‍⁠ to come somewhere​‍ with me after⁠ class?”

“Where‍⁠ to?”

Valoshi‌⁠⁠ pulled out a small card. An⁠ invitation.

“You’re‌ not in any‍ club, right?”

“Not⁠⁠ yet.”

Clubs‌ were student associations‌‌ encouraged by the‌‌ academy. Usually formed‌​ around hobbies or‌​‍ academic interests.

“Yacht‍ Club?”

“Yeah.‌‌ You can only​​ join if recommended​ by a current​​ member. But with​‌ an invitation, you‍‌​ can bring one‌‍⁠ guest.”

Valoshi⁠‌‌ explained that most​‍ members were prestigious​‌ nobles or heirs​ of major merchant⁠‍ guilds.

“I‌ received an invitation​ to this month’s‍ meeting recently, and‍​⁠ I’d like you‍​⁠ to come with‌‍ me if possible.”⁠

“With⁠ me?”

“Yes.”​

— From your perspective,‌​​ that place is⁠​ a den of⁠ demons. Inviting you⁠​⁠ there? Is he⁠‍⁠ insane?

Gardner‍‌‍ was right. Most​​‍ high-ranking nobles avoided⁠ Aint out of‌ fear of the​​ Schwaben name.

There​​​ was even a Schwaben prince in‍⁠​ that club.

— Still, it’s not‍‌⁠ a bad idea​⁠ to go once.⁠

— One of the‌‌‍ late emperor’s secret​​⁠ provisions is out‌‌​ at sea. With​ luck, you might​‍‍ come across it​‍ and find something⁠​‍ useful.

— That Schwaben prince‌​ will probably treat​​ you like trash,​​ but you’ve got​​⁠ nothing to lose.‍‍

‘How​⁠ many secret provisions⁠ did the late⁠‍ emperor leave behind?’​

— When it comes​ to facing demons,‍ there can never‍ be too many.​‌​

Aint‍​⁠ nodded at Gardner’s‍‌ words.

“So​ you’ll come?”

Valoshi​​​ misread Aint’s reaction‍​ as agreement. But⁠​‌ Aint didn’t bother‌‍​ correcting him.

“Yes.”​‌‌

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