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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 30

Chapter 30

“It’s‍​ been a good⁠⁠​ deal.”

Professor‍ Grad had more‍ than fulfilled his‍​⁠ role. He had⁠⁠‌ served as an⁠ effective bridge, allowing‌​ Fernan to close⁠ the contract just‌⁠‍ as he intended.⁠​⁠

“We’ve‌ also been able⁠ to experience firsthand⁠⁠⁠ the greatness of‍‌ the Golden Turtle⁠ Guild.”

Fernan‌ and the vice-rector‍‌ exchanged their copies​‌​ of the contract⁠ and shook hands.‍‌​

With‌ this, the sea‌‌ dragon’s corpse became‍⁠​ the full property‌ of the Golden​ Turtle Guild.

1.​‌ Party A will‍⁠​ have priority in​‍‍ the sale of​ vessels within the‍ academy (including boats,​⁠ ships, cruises, etc.)‌‍‍ for the next​ 20 years.

2.⁠ Party A will‍​ sell certain by-products​ of the sea‌⁠ dragon to Party‍‍⁠ B at reasonable​‌ prices.

3.‍ Party B commits​​​ to…

There​⁠ were many more‌ clauses in the‌‍‍ contract, but those​​ three were the⁠ key points.

The‍ academy would sell⁠‍‍ the sea dragon’s​ corpse to the​⁠‍ Golden Turtle Guild.​

In‍ addition, it would‍ grant the guild‍ priority in the‌ sale of vessels‍‍‌ within the academy‍‍ for the next⁠​‌ twenty years. And‍‌ the guild would​⁠ sell the dragon’s⁠‍‌ by-products to the​‌​ academy at a fair price.

‘Perfect.​ Everything I wanted‍‌ is included.’

The‍‌‌ first point was​ obvious. The second‍⁠ was one of‌‌‍ Fernan’s demands. And⁠‌ in exchange for‌ that demand, the​⁠​ academy offered the​⁠‍ third clause.

‘A​ magical creature’s corpse‍​‌ always sells better‍ if it hasn’t‍ been dismantled.’

Buying​‍⁠ the corpse at​​ a high price⁠‌‌ and then selling‍ the by-products cheaply​ would’ve been idiotic‌⁠​ in any other‌​⁠ context.

But‌‌ now was the‍⁠ time to take​ a step back​​⁠ to pursue greater‍​‍ profit.

From⁠‍‌ the academy’s perspective,​⁠​ obtaining cheap by-products​ in exchange for‌‍​ something as trivial⁠ as priority rights​ to a small​ naval business was⁠​‌ a great deal.⁠‌‌

‘They’re‍ probably wondering why‍ the hell I want something as⁠​ useless as priority⁠ in such a minor naval business.’‌

But‍​⁠ Fernan knew exactly‌⁠ how big the‌ naval business in​‍ the academy would⁠ become.

Nobody‌‍ lost. It was‌‌ a reasonable deal‌ for both sides.‍‌​

“Good⁠ job.”

“Good‍ job? Bah, it’s​⁠⁠ not like it’s‌ my first time​‌ signing a contract.”‍‌‍

After​ closing the satisfying⁠​‌ deal, Fernan stretched​⁠ broadly to ease‍ the tension in​‍⁠ his body.

“The​‍ board is set.‌​‍ Now I just​​​ need to get​ my father’s permission.”​‌⁠

The‌‌ reason the contract‍‌​ specified “priority in​‌​ sales” instead of‍‍ “exclusive rights” was​ because he still​​ hadn’t gotten his‍‍⁠ father’s approval.

Until​ the issue exploded,‍ there was no‌‍‍ solid justification to‌‌‌ convince him.

But‍ giving up a business that was​‍‍ pure gold wasn’t‌​‍ an acceptable option‍​‌ for Fernan either.⁠​

Thus​‌​ was born the​ “priority in sales”‍‍⁠ clause.

‘An‍ option that won’t​​ cause trouble even‌ if something goes​​‍ wrong, and the‌​ best I could‍‌ get for now.’‌​‍

After‍‍ all, it was‌⁠ just a priority‍ right, not an⁠‌ immediate obligation.
He could postpone‌ the rest until⁠⁠ the prophecy issue‍‍ came to light.​⁠

“How’s‌⁠ the work going?”​⁠

“We’ve⁠​ finished the installation.”‌​‌

That​ meant the recording⁠‍ devices had been⁠ set up on⁠​‍ the cruise ship‍​ that would be‌​‍ the site of​‍‍ the Yacht Club.⁠‍

With⁠ that, they could​‌ monitor every move‌ of the degenerates.‍

“The‌⁠ staff list?”

“Left‌⁠ it on your‌⁠‍ desk.”

“Any‍​⁠ problems?”

“We​​ didn’t find anything⁠​ unusual.”

“As‌⁠​ expected.”

If‌⁠‍ they were that⁠​‍ easy to spot,‌⁠‌ they wouldn’t be‍ demons—they’d be idiots.​‍

From‍‌​ the beginning, they⁠‍ were monsters that‍ had nearly destroyed‌⁠ the continent a thousand years ago.‌‍ There was no‌ room for complacency.‍‌

“Well,⁠‍ in any case,‌⁠ we have an‍ ace up our​‌ sleeve.”

Aint⁠‍⁠ Armian, the hero‌‌ recognized by the‌⁠​ book of prophecies.⁠⁠‍

‘I’m⁠​‌ counting on you,‌‌ Aint Armian.’

I trust you, the‍ book of prophecies,⁠⁠ and the first‌​ emperor who foresaw⁠⁠‌ all this and​‌ left behind his​‌‍ legacy.

Fernan’s​​ role was simple.‌

Avoid‌ being seen as‌‍ an enemy by⁠ Aint, support him‌​ appropriately, and lead‍⁠​ everything to a happy ending.

‘Because⁠ that’s how you⁠‍​ protect money.’

Protect‍‌‍ the money… with‍‌ money.

“For‌⁠‍ now, I better‌ go check out‌‌ the ship.”

That⁠​ was the Pellenberg‌ way.

***‍​

Kiirook,‍‍ kiirook—

Seagulls⁠ flitted over the⁠ coast. The refreshing⁠ sound of the‌ waves was accompanied⁠⁠ by the strong,‌​ salty scent of​​ the sea.

Fernan⁠⁠​ stood on the⁠‍ deck.

An‌‍ 80-meter long, 18-meter⁠ wide vessel. More​‌‌ of a luxury​‌ cruise ship than‍ a yacht, perfectly​⁠⁠ equipped for comfort⁠‍ and parties.

It⁠ was lent to‌‌‌ nobles as a way to curry⁠ favor, to awaken‌ their vanity and​​ sense of power.​​ Thus, what began‌‍ as a simple⁠⁠ social club became‍‌ a yacht club.‍

‘The​‍​ more I think⁠‍‌ about it, the⁠‌‍ more it hurts.⁠‌⁠ I paid quite‌ a lot for⁠⁠​ this… and it’s‍ going to sink,⁠ isn’t it?’

The‌​‍ ship, sailing calmly⁠‍ toward the open​​​ sea, would soon​​​ encounter a sudden⁠‌​ “monster wave.”

Aint​​‌ Armian, barely escaping‌‍‍ the ship with‍ his last breath,‍​​ would be swept⁠ onto a deserted‍⁠ island where he‍‌​ would fight to‍​​ the death against⁠‍ the degenerates trying‍‍ to kill him.‍

That​ was the future​‍ foretold by the​​​ prophecy.

Fernan‌‌‌ had already seen⁠​⁠ it. He could‍​⁠ prevent it if⁠ he wanted to…⁠ but had chosen⁠​​ not to.

‘To‌ truly become Aint’s​‍ ally, he must‌⁠‍ know that I rationally acknowledge the​‍​ existence of demons.’⁠⁠⁠

Only⁠⁠‍ then would questions‌‌​ like “how did‍‌ you know?” or⁠​⁠ suspicions of something⁠ strange not arise.⁠‍​

The⁠ best, of course,‌ would be for‍ him to be‍​​ swept to the‍‍‍ island too, to‍‍‍ be with Aint​ during the attack⁠⁠ and help him.‌⁠​

Nothing‍​⁠ builds trust like⁠ surviving a crisis​‌​ together.

“Not‍​‍ bad. Let’s go.”​

“Yes.⁠ But… may I ask something?”

“What?”​

“Where‍‍‍ did you get​ that information, young‍⁠ master?”

“I‌ have a source.”‍‌​

“I⁠ thought I was‌‍​ your source of‍ information?”

“Just‌ because you’re my⁠​ hands and feet⁠​ doesn’t mean you‌​ need to know⁠ everything my head​⁠‍ knows.”

Hyde‍‌ nodded, as if‌‌‌ he had guessed‍‌​ as much.

“I‌ suppose it’s some‌‌ student at the⁠ academy who knows​‌ about the corrupt.‌‌ Most likely from‍⁠ the Cult of‍⁠⁠ the Dragon God.‌ Also, you have​‌ a good relationship‍​‌ with the saint,⁠⁠ Jace.”

Although⁠⁠ his guess was‍‍ entirely wrong, it‍‌ was the most‍⁠ plausible deduction given‌⁠ his ignorance.

Fernan‌‌‍ simply nodded indifferently,‌⁠⁠ saying no more.⁠​

“What⁠ matters is capturing⁠‌‌ the corrupt.”

“And⁠⁠ what will you‌‌​ do afterward?”

“Find​‍⁠ out. How they​ hid their identity,​ how they infiltrated…‌‍ and what their‌⁠ goal is.”

Although,⁠‌ honestly, their goal‍‌‌ was so obvious‌ it might not⁠⁠ even need explaining.‍

What​ mattered was tracking​‍ them down and⁠ capturing their leader.⁠⁠

“Together‌⁠​ with Aint Armian.”​⁠‍

“Why‌ Aint Armian, of‌‌ all people?”

“Did‌​ you think I gave him the‍⁠​ Saint bird’s heart​‍ for nothing?”

“Well,‍‌ yes… got to‌ make the most​⁠ of the investment.”⁠

The‌‍ corrupt weren’t demons,​⁠ but they worshipped⁠⁠ them and used​ their power.

Of​​ course, it had‌​‍ to be the‍ hero recognized by⁠ the book of⁠‍​ prophecies who dealt⁠‍ with them.

“Hmm…?”‍

At⁠ that moment, a commotion erupted outside‍ the ship.

Fernan⁠​‍ and Hyde stepped‍⁠‌ out and saw‌⁠ a guild employee​ running toward them,‌‌‌ panting.

“Sir,‍ I was told‌⁠ you were here,​‌‍ so I ran.”‌⁠

“What⁠​⁠ is it?”

“A⁠ letter from the⁠ Duke has arrived.”⁠‌‌

“Oh,‌ finally.”

Fernan​‍​ smiled and took⁠‌ the letter.

[I‍‍ will support you⁠ as you wish.‍
You are granted‌‍​ the right to‍⁠​ use the clan’s‌ facilities and craftsmen,⁠ and the funds⁠​‍ to acquire the‌​‌ sea dragon’s corpse.⁠‍

In‍‍ return, you must⁠‌‌ fully explain how‍‍⁠ you obtained the‍ mithril and adamantium.‌

Also,​‌⁠ you must deliver​ the promised amount‍⁠‍ without a single‌ deviation, as per‍ the contract.]

[Regarding‍‍‍ the naval business‌⁠ within the academy,‍ frankly, I don’t‌​ see it as‌ profitable.
Still, if you⁠‌‍ insist that it⁠ must be done​ and that it‌​​ can work, submit‌⁠​ a formal report​⁠ with details and​​ clear projections.
This is a guild venture, and‍⁠⁠ you are not‍⁠ only my son⁠ but also the​⁠⁠ head of the‌​ Golden Turtle Guild’s⁠ academy branch.]

“Perfect!”​

The​‍ duke was someone‌ who believed that‍‌‍ not even parent‌‍ and child should​⁠ co-sign, and that⁠ monetary relations should‍‍ always be clear-cut.​‌

This​⁠‍ too wasn’t a matter between father‌‌‌ and son, but‍ a transaction between‌ merchants.

That’s​​ why Fernan had⁠ to hand over‍​​ some mithril and​ adamantium in return,‍ but the result‌ wasn’t bad.

‘The‌‌‌ naval business will​​‌ have to wait⁠‌‌ for now.’

He​ couldn’t exactly say​⁠⁠ he’d seen the​⁠⁠ future, so there​ was no other​ way.

‘But​ I’ll soon have⁠​ an excuse.’

When‍​⁠ the Yacht Club​‌‌ incident breaks out,‍ the academy will‍ panic and open‍​‌ a new naval⁠​⁠ combat course.

It​ wouldn’t be long.⁠‍

“So​⁠‌ the duke agreed?”⁠‍⁠

“Yes.‍ I’ll have to​‍ return to the‌ mansion during the​‍​ holidays.”

Demons​⁠ or not, during⁠​⁠ the summer break⁠​ he planned to‌​ lock himself in⁠⁠​ the workshop with⁠ full enthusiasm.

Well,‌​‌ that would be​ later. For now…⁠

“I​​‌ need to meet‍ with Ruina Bercheff.”‍​⁠

It‌ was time to‌⁠ move to the⁠‍ next step.

***​​‍

Perhaps​ because a small​⁠ mistake in business‍⁠​ can mean huge‍⁠ losses or gains,​ Fernan Pellenberg was⁠ always meticulous in‌ preparation.

Since‌ the unexpected could‍⁠ always happen, his⁠ principle was that‌ there’s no such​‍⁠ thing as being⁠ overprepared.

Battles‌ with sea monsters,⁠ prophecies about degenerates.​‌
An unfamiliar battlefield‌⁠ like the ocean,‍‌ and a future​​‍ already being twisted​​ by Fernan’s influence.​​

No⁠‍ one knew how‍ this synergy would‍​‌ alter the original‌ fate.

Hopefully⁠ for the better—but⁠‌ he had to​ consider the possibility‍​‌ it might be⁠​⁠ worse.

So…⁠‍⁠

“Luina⁠‌​ Bercheff, take this.”⁠‍

“What​‍‌ is it?”

“An​‍ invitation to the​​⁠ Yacht Club.”

He​ handed her the​⁠ invitation.

She‌‌ was one of​‍ Fernan’s most reliable​ cards at the​​⁠ moment. Even if​​‍ something unexpected happened,​ she could handle‍‍‍ it.

Of‌ course, besides Luina,‍⁠ Fernan had several⁠‍​ other students backed⁠⁠ by his family,‌ but the more‍​⁠ useful cards, the‍‍ better.

“The​ Yacht Club… it’s​‍‌ the one I’m‍ thinking of?”

“That’s‌​⁠ right. Only the‍⁠ top 5% of‍‍​ the academy can‌⁠‍ enter.”

It‌​ wasn’t written anywhere‍⁠ that it was‍ for the top‌‍​ 5%, but those​‌⁠ without talent or​​​ lineage simply weren’t⁠ accepted, so the​⁠​ nickname became common.‍

Originally,‌​‍ Luina Bercheff had‍​ more than enough‌​⁠ qualifications to be​ in the club.‍​‍ Second in the‍​‍ academy rankings, a member of the‌​⁠ elector Bercheff bloodline.⁠‌‌

Though‍ the family was​⁠ half-ruined, the foundation‌‌ built over a thousand years hadn’t‌ crumbled entirely.

And​‍​ yet, she had​​ never approached the‌‌ club. All because⁠ of Fernan.

‘I​⁠​ tried to subtly​⁠ pressure her.’

He⁠⁠ wanted to corner⁠⁠‌ her little by⁠​ little using her​‍⁠ debt. Denying her‍ entry into the‍ Yacht Club was‌⁠ part of that‍ strategy.

“Why⁠ the sudden change​‍ with the Yacht‌ Club? Weren’t you‌ the one who‍⁠ stopped me from‍‍‍ joining?”

“…You‌​⁠ knew?”

“Bella’s​‌‍ a member too.”‌‌​

Right.⁠​⁠ Though she had⁠‌⁠ shown some clumsiness​ regarding demonic energy,‌‍ Bella Hoenne had‌⁠⁠ both talent and‌‍‌ lineage.

“…Clinging⁠⁠ to the past​ gets you nowhere.”‌

“You’re​‌ not the best⁠ person to say‍ that.”

“But​⁠‍ I’m giving you‍‍​ an invitation now.‌‍‍ Not bad, right?‌ We’re even a couple now.”

Fernan​ coughed awkwardly and‍⁠ held out the​⁠‍ invitation again. Luina‌ looked between him‍ and the card.⁠

“It’s‍‍​ true that our⁠‌‍ current relationship is‍‌⁠ very different from‌⁠ before. It’s not​‍ strange for you​‍⁠ to give me‍ this now.”

“Exactly.”‍⁠

“But‍‍ I can’t believe⁠​​ you’d do this‌ without a reason.⁠ What is it?”‌​

“Does‌​ a person need‌‍ a reason to​​ be nice to​​‍ someone else?”

“What’s‍ strange is not‍‌​ having one.”

Can’t‍⁠ argue with that.‍‍‌

“Don’t⁠ tell me you​​‌ actually…”

“Never!‌ I swear on⁠​ money that’s not⁠‌ it.”

Under​‍⁠ her narrowed gaze,‍⁠​ Fernan firmly shook​‌⁠ his head.

“So‍ there is another‍‍‌ reason.”

“I⁠ already told you—an​‌ investment in talent.”‍

“Do​ you really expect‍‍ me to believe⁠‌ that?”

Under‍⁠ her sharp gaze,‍ Fernan finally confessed.‍

“I‍‌​ detected traces of‌​‌ demons. They seem​​⁠ to be planning​‍⁠ something during this‍⁠ Yacht Club event.”‌

“…!”‌⁠​

“I‍‌‌ plan to trap‍‌⁠ them and capture​​ them, but it’s‍ better to have‍‌⁠ someone I trust​‌⁠ by my side.”‌‍⁠

“Your‌​ priorities are all‌‌ wrong.”

Luina⁠‍‍ cut him off.‍​

“That’s‌‍‍ what you should’ve​ led with.”

“So,​⁠ will you go?”‍⁠

“Of⁠ course.”

She‌⁠ took the invitation.‍⁠

“I⁠ won’t forgive the‌ corrupt who infected⁠⁠ Bella. Even if​ not for that,⁠ I won’t let‍‌ them do as‌‍‌ they please.”

“Good‍⁠ mindset.”

Indeed,⁠‌‌ the perfect attitude⁠⁠‌ for someone fated​‍ to become the‍‌⁠ hero Aint’s companion.⁠​

It‍⁠‌ had been wise‌ to approach Luina‍‌‌ the moment he‍⁠ confirmed the prophecy.⁠‍‍

“Speaking​ of Bella… has​ she woken up‍‍​ yet?”

“Bella?⁠ Not yet…”

Was⁠​ she really unconscious‍ for a whole‌ day? How much​‍​ internal damage had‍‍​ Jace caused?

“What​ if we include‌‍ her too? After⁠‌⁠ all, she was​ the direct victim.⁠ Once she wakes,​ she’ll surely want‍‌⁠ revenge.”

The​ more reliable allies,‍ the better.

“…Yeah,‍ this is no‍⁠ longer someone else’s‍ problem for Bella‌ either.”

Luina⁠ nodded after a moment of thought.⁠⁠⁠ Hesitating to involve‍​‍ her friend in​‍⁠ danger was natural,‌‌​ but it seemed‍ she realized there⁠ was no turning‍‍‌ back.

“I’ll⁠‍ do my best‍​⁠ to convince her.‍ But if the‍ degenerates scare her‌⁠‍ and she refuses…‍‌ tell her this.”‌

Fernan‌‍ began instructing her‍‍‌ on how to​ persuade Bella.

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