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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 31

Chapter 31

“…How⁠​​ did I end‌‍⁠ up like this?”⁠

Verian​‍ Kalburdern, second in⁠ the first year​‌ of the Knight⁠ Department, let out‍⁠ a deep sigh.‌‌‌

He​ hadn’t even finished⁠ the first semester.‌​⁠

His​ prestigious reputation as​‍⁠ heir to the‍ Kalburdern family and‍‍ second of the⁠‌⁠ year was already⁠‌​ a thing of⁠ the past.

He‌‍ had been defeated‍⁠‍ by the Armian‍​ candidate, whom the‍​ Kalburdern family needed‍ to surpass to​​ become a lineage‌ of prince-electors.

The‍‍‍ prince, whom he‌​⁠ considered his strongest‍‌‍ backing, had abandoned​​ him. And, to‍‍​ top it off,‍​​ he was accused‍⁠ of making a pact with a demon he had​ never seen and​​ fell into Pellenberg’s⁠ clutches.

Not‌‌ only had he⁠ fallen at the⁠ edge of the‌⁠ cliff just before‌‌⁠ reaching the mountaintop,‍⁠‍ but now he​​‍ was rolling in‍ the mud. Absolute⁠⁠‌ misery.

‘Aint‍‍ Armian…!’

All⁠ the fame that​ should have been⁠ his now belonged⁠‌ to someone else.‌

‘He’s⁠‌ doing great… damn‍‍‌ bastard!’

Yesterday,​ Verian had seen‍‍⁠ him. He saw​​ how Valoshi, with⁠ whom he had‍ longed to get⁠‍ along, showed Aint​‌‌ Armian an invitation‌​ to the Yacht‌​ Club.

‘That​‍ place was mine!‍ That invitation should‍‌ have been for‌‌​ me!’

The‌‌ Yacht Club. A place reserved only‍‌ for the sons​​ of high nobility​‌ who had talent⁠‍ and lineage within​‌ the academy.

Verian‌ Kalburdern, considering his​ lineage and abilities,‍ was someone who​ should have been‌‍ there without a doubt. But after‌‍⁠ his defeat to‍ Aint, everything was‌ ruined.

‘And‌​​ I can’t just‍‍‍ quit halfway…’

It‌​‌ wasn’t just any‌⁠ place: it was‍ the Imperial Academy​ of Armiarn.
Dropping out mid-semester​‌‌ wasn’t an option—it⁠‍ was equivalent to⁠ giving up on‌⁠‌ life.

“…Alright,⁠‍‍ that’s all for⁠ today’s class.”

As‌‍​ class ended and‌​ Verian slowly packed‌​‍ his books, a shadow fell over‍ him.

“What‌⁠ do you want?”​‍

He‍‌ frowned upon seeing‌⁠‌ Aint Armian looking‌ down at him.‌⁠

“Want‌⁠‌ to have lunch‌​‍ with me?”

“What?”​

“You⁠​ look a bit‌ lonely.”

“And‍⁠ whose fault do‍‍⁠ you think that​⁠‌ is?”

Verian‌​‌ growled.

Since‌‌​ losing to Aint,‌​ Prince Ludger had‍‍ started treating him⁠ coldly, and the​ other students, going‌​​ with the flow,‌​‌ began to distance‌‌‌ themselves.

There​⁠‍ wasn’t a direct‌‌⁠ act, but little‌⁠ by little everyone⁠ drifted away. Thus,​ Verian ended up‌‍ completely alone.

“…Is​‌⁠ it my fault?”‌⁠‍

“What‍‍⁠ if it is?”⁠⁠

“It’s​‌⁠ not a crime‍‌‍ to train hard​​⁠ for a duel.”⁠

“…Tch.”‍

Verian⁠‌ couldn’t refute that.​‌ And that made⁠​ him even angrier.‍​​

“Did‌⁠ you come to​‌ mock me? Don’t‌‍⁠ you have anything‍‍​ better to do?”⁠​‍

“Well,‌ if it bothers​ you that much,‌‍‍ I’ll admit it‍⁠‍ was my fault.⁠⁠‌ Let’s have lunch.‌‌ I’m apologizing.”

“Are‍⁠ you joking now?”⁠​​

“I’m​⁠ serious.”

“This‌‍⁠ is your last⁠‍‌ warning. Get lost.‍ Unless a demon⁠‌​ possesses me, I’ll‍ never have lunch⁠​ with you.”

Verian‍ abruptly stood up​⁠⁠ and walked away.‍‌ Murmurs echoed around⁠‍ him.

“…As‌​ if I wanted‌ to be in​ this situation.”

Aint,‍​‍ left alone, sighed.​

‘Do⁠‌​ I really have​‌‌ to do this…?’​‍

— You lost to‌​ him, yes, but​ objectively he’s talented.⁠​

— The only reason‍‌‍ you won was​‌ because this genius⁠ was by your‌⁠‍ side. If I hadn’t been there,‍ you wouldn’t have⁠​⁠ beaten him even‌ in another life.‍

‘Of‍ course, if it‌​ weren’t for you,​‍​ Sir Gardner, I wouldn’t have regained⁠‌ my family’s swordsmanship.‌‍ That’s obvious.’

Aint‌​ made a resigned‍⁠​ face.

No​‍ matter how talented​‍​ one is; without‌‌‌ the right technique,⁠ you can’t reach⁠‌ the top.

— What matters is⁠‌⁠ that guy has⁠⁠​ talent… and no‌‌ friends. Just like‍​ you.

‘I’m⁠⁠ not exactly friendless…’‌‍

— Doesn’t matter why.‍ The result is⁠⁠ the same.

And​⁠ in fact, the‌​​ reason was also‍‌ the same.

Aint‌‌‍ also suffered isolation⁠​ because other students‍⁠ avoided him to⁠⁠‌ not offend Ludger⁠⁠ Schwaben.

— Anyway, that guy​ has talent and‍‌⁠ good lineage. If​​ in the future​‍ you manage to​⁠ build even a moderately close relationship,​⁠ he could be⁠ of great help.‍‌

— Also, he was‍ rejected by the‌​ Schwaben usurpers. Even‌ more convenient, right?⁠

Gardner⁠​ wasn’t only concerned‍​​ with demons, but‍‌‌ also the Schwaben.‍‍ From his perspective,‌‌⁠ only Armiarn had​‍​ the legitimate right⁠‌ to the imperial‍⁠⁠ throne, so it​‍⁠ made sense.

‘I’ll⁠‌ give it a try. I don’t⁠⁠​ know if we’ll‌‌​ become friends, but…’‌

— It’s not about‌⁠ trying, it’s about‌‌ doing, you lonely⁠​ fool. If outcasts​ don’t support each‍⁠⁠ other, who will?‍​

‘Hey…’⁠‌⁠

Aint‍‌ muttered softly as​ he left the‍ classroom, trying to⁠ excuse himself.

***​

Bella‌​⁠ Hoenne, second-year student​​⁠ in the Knight‍‌⁠ Department, woke from‍⁠ a nightmare.

“…No…​‌ No!”

She⁠ sat up suddenly.‍ She was in⁠ her room, a familiar place.

Sweat​ soaked her body‌ as if she​‍⁠ were caught in‍ a storm, and‌‌ her clothes were⁠ completely drenched.

With​⁠ a burning thirst,‍‍‍ she instinctively reached‍‍‍ for water.

“Here.”​​​

“Thanks.”‌⁠

She‍ took a sip⁠ of the cold⁠‌​ water someone offered…​⁠⁠ and jumped.

“What?‍​‌ Luina? Why are‌‍‍ you here?”

“Don’t‌‍​ you remember?”

“Remem…?”⁠

Then‌​​ Bella remembered the⁠ horrific pain she‌⁠ had felt, as​​⁠ if her whole‌​ body was on⁠‌​ fire. No, she​ really was burning.⁠​

“Jace,‍⁠⁠ that bastard…!”

They​ said he was​​ a saint? What​‌⁠ kind of saint‌ does something like​‌⁠ that?

Burning‌ a person alive!⁠‌‌

“I​⁠‍ see you remember.‍⁠⁠ How are you⁠⁠‍ feeling?”

“…Bad.⁠⁠​ Really bad.”

She⁠​‍ tried to circulate⁠‍‍ her mana, but‍ it didn’t feel‍ right. If the‍ fire had been‍‌ delicate enough to‌​‍ burn only the⁠‍​ demonic energy, that‍⁠ would’ve been ideal,‍‌ but it had​‌ also burned her‌ aura and vital​ energy.

It⁠‍ was a destructive⁠‍ flame that even‌⁠​ slightly weakened her‍​⁠ mind. But there‌‍ was an even‌ bigger problem.

“I‍​​ feel no strength‌ in my body.⁠⁠​ I feel weak.”⁠⁠⁠

“Because‌​‌ you no longer⁠‌ have demonic energy.”‍⁠​

“…So‍​ it really was‌‌​ demonic energy?”

“We⁠⁠ confirmed it, didn’t‍​ we?”

“It⁠⁠⁠ could have been‍ a trick!”

“And⁠⁠ what would the⁠‍‌ saint from the‍‍ cult gain by⁠ tricking you like​‍‌ that?”

Bella​⁠‍ was left without​​⁠ arguments and shut‍ her mouth.

“But‍ I never saw‌⁠ a demon.”

“I⁠​ know. It was⁠ just an accidental⁠ infection. The problem‍‍ is we haven’t⁠ been able to‌ trace what infected‌​‍ you.”

At​​‍ those words, Bella‍⁠‍ sighed in relief.‍ It was a shame not to⁠⁠ know the source‌‍‌ of the infection,​⁠​ but the important⁠⁠ thing was that​​ she hadn’t been​ accused of being​‍‌ a demonic aberration.‍‌

Even‌⁠ though demons hadn’t​​ appeared in a thousand years and⁠‌‌ people were less​​ sensitive about it,‌‍‌ they were still⁠‌‌ enemies of humanity.⁠

After‍ all, the Empire​​‍ itself was founded‌⁠ on their eradication.‍​‍

The‌ rejection toward them‍‍ was natural.

“Then,​‍⁠ what are we​ going to do⁠ now—? Wait, did​‌‌ I drink alcohol?”​​

Bella‌‌​ sniffed the air.‌

The⁠‌ smell wasn’t coming​⁠ from afar. It​ was on her‍ clothes, her hair,​‌‍ her body.

“That⁠​​ was me. I had to pretend‌​ you were drunk⁠ to bring you⁠ here.”

“But‍​‌ didn’t we meet‌‍‌ at lunchtime?”

“Yes.”​‍

“So‍‌ I was the‌‌​ girl carried in​‌ broad daylight, drunk,​‍‌ on your back?”‌‍

“Sorry.‍ At least I covered your face⁠‍⁠ with a cloak.”​‌

“Well…‍ I guess that’s‌​ something, right…?”

Although‍ just seeing you⁠‌‍ carried by Luina,⁠​ anyone could’ve guessed‍‍ who you were.​

“My⁠‍ life at the⁠‍‍ academy is over…​​‌ Wait a second.”​‌⁠

As​ she sighed, Bella‍ looked toward the​ window. The light‍ filtering through the⁠ closed curtains was​ a soft orange.⁠

“…How‍‍ many hours did‌​⁠ I sleep?”

“…Sorry.”⁠​‌

“It‌​ can’t be, right?”‌‌‌

“I’m‌​​ sorry.”

Luina‌‌⁠ looked away, avoiding​ Bella’s trembling eyes.‍​​ Bella quickly pulled‍ the curtains open.‌‍​

The‍​ sunset was beautiful.‌⁠⁠

“…Tell​​‌ me quickly, Luina.”⁠‍‍

Luina‍‍ carefully held up‍⁠‍ her fingers.

“…Two⁠‍ hours?”

No,​ that couldn’t be.⁠‌ It was noon‍⁠ when she fell‌‌‍ asleep. How could⁠ it be sunset‍​ at 2 PM?‌‌​

Luina​‍ shook her head.⁠⁠

“…Twenty⁠ hours?”

That​ didn’t make sense⁠ either. If twenty​‌⁠ hours had passed,‌​⁠ it would be‌‌⁠ 8 in the⁠ morning. There couldn’t⁠​ be a sunset.⁠‌⁠

“No…‍ That’s not true,⁠⁠‌ right? I had‍‍‍ several classes… Tell​‍ me it’s not​ true!”

Bella’s⁠ voice trembled at​​ the intuition of‍ the worst possibility.​⁠⁠ Luina, with an‌ apologetic expression, shook​ her head again.⁠⁠

“I’m​ sorry…”

“Two​ days? Really two‌ days? I already‍ missed several classes!‍‍‍ If I miss​ more, I’ll fail!‍‍ You knew that⁠⁠ too!”

“I‌⁠ know very well.”​​‌

What‌ classes were yesterday?​ How many attendance‍ marks did she‌‌ have?

Bella’s‌⁠⁠ mind spun frantically.‌‍ But unable to‍​ find answers, her⁠‌ face turned pale.​​​

“Fernan!⁠‌‍ Jace! Damn them…!”‌‌

“No,‌​⁠ Bella.”

At⁠​ that moment, Luina⁠⁠ remembered what Fernan​ had told her.​‍‍

— Direct Bella’s anger,‌​ Luina. Make sure⁠ it’s aimed where‍‌ it should be.‌‌

— Pushing a friend‌‌ to the abyss?⁠‍ What are you​⁠​ talking about? The​‌​ strange thing would​‌​ be to do⁠⁠⁠ nothing after what‌⁠ that demon did⁠‍ to her!

— What do you‌⁠‌ mean it’s not​ their fault? I’m‍ like this because‌ of those…!

— No, Bella. You‍‍ mustn’t direct your​ anger at Fernan​ or Jace.

Luina‌⁠‌ grabbed Bella by‍ the shoulders and‌⁠​ calmed her. Then,⁠⁠‌ she spoke clearly⁠ and firmly.

“They’re⁠‍‍ not to blame.‍ If anyone is,‍ it’s the demons⁠​ and the corrupt.”‍

“Demons?⁠ Corrupt?”

“Think‍‍ carefully. What did‌‌‍ this to you,‍ what infected you‌​‍ with demonic energy,​ was an aberration.⁠‍ Not Fernan, not​⁠ Jace.”

“…I​​‍ suppose you’re right.”‍⁠

“I‍ admit Jace’s method⁠ was a bit‌‍ extreme.”

“A​ bit? I was‍‍‍ unconscious for two‍ days!”

Luina⁠​‌ shook her head​‍‌ again.

“That’s​‌​ not what matters⁠‍​ now, Bella.”

“I⁠‍‍ was on the​‍ brink of death!”⁠‍​

“But​⁠‍ you didn’t die.”​⁠

“…Luina,⁠⁠ were you always​⁠​ like this?”

She⁠‍ didn’t answer the​ question.

“Bella.‌​⁠ No matter what,​‌⁠ Jace was trying‍ to heal you.‍‌‌ Yes, there was‍ pain, but he‍​ also cured you.”‍‌​

“That…⁠‍ is true.”

“So‍ what matters now‍⁠⁠ is setting things⁠⁠​ right. We need‍⁠ to catch the‌⁠⁠ one responsible.”

Finally,‌‍‌ Bella’s anger began​⁠‌ to shift toward​⁠‍ the true culprit.‍‌

“…I’ll‌ make them pay.​ For my grades!”‍​

“That’s‌​⁠ the spirit, Bella.⁠‍ I’ll help you.‍‌⁠ We can do⁠⁠ it together.”

“You?”‍‍

“I’ve‍​ found traces of​‍‍ another corruption. Want‍‌​ to come catch‍​​ it with me?”​

“Of‍⁠‍ course! I’m going‌‌ to kill them​​ all!”

It‍⁠‍ took Bella a while longer to‌⁠⁠ calm down completely.​‌​

“And‍ where is it?”⁠‌⁠

“According‌‌ to Fernan, there’s‌‍‍ a high chance​ the corrupt will‌‍⁠ infiltrate the upcoming⁠​⁠ Yacht Club event.”⁠

“The‌ Yacht Club? The‍ one I know?”‍​

“The‍ very same.”

“But⁠‍‌ that place is‌ full of the‌ top students! If⁠‍ something happens there,⁠‍ it’ll be a disaster!”

“That’s⁠ why we have​‌ to stop them.”⁠

Luina​​⁠ pulled an invitation⁠⁠ from her clothes.​⁠‌

“A⁠​‍ Yacht Club invitation?”​⁠

“Fernan‌ gave it to​ me.”

“Fernan?‍⁠⁠ But he was‌ the one who​‌‍ didn’t want you‍⁠ to join. Did​​​ seeing a demon​ inspire him to‍ the cause?”

Bella⁠⁠​ let out a sarcastic giggle.

“Alright,‌‍‌ I get it‌⁠⁠ now. Then first​‍ we need to​‌⁠ buy clothes.”

“That‍‌​ sudden?”

“You⁠ don’t have the‌‍ right clothes for‌‌‍ a ball.”

Since​ entering the academy,‌ Luina had never⁠⁠‌ attended a party.‌‍ She had only‌​⁠ studied and practiced⁠ swordsmanship, without enjoying‍​⁠ anything.

“So‌ we have to‌‍​ go shopping. Besides,⁠‌⁠ this one’s a masquerade ball. We‌‍ need masks too.”⁠

“…Fernan⁠‍‍ didn’t mention anything⁠‍ about that.”

“What‍​ do you mean?​‍​ If you don’t‍⁠ follow the dress‌‌ code, you don’t‍‌ get into the​​ club.”

Maybe‍‍‌ he simply didn’t⁠⁠ mention it, thinking⁠‌ Bella would tell‍‍‌ her.

“Anyway,⁠ let’s go shopping.‌‌ I need to‍ vent this fury⁠‍​ on something!”

“Wait,‌​ I don’t have‍ money…”

“Just‍‍‌ come with me.⁠​ I already picked‍‌‌ out a few‌ dresses I think‌​‌ would look perfect⁠ on you.”

“When…?”‍‍

“Every‌ time I mentioned‍ going to a ball, you ignored‌⁠​ it, so I noted them down⁠⁠‌ just in case.”​​

Bella​​​ grabbed Luina by‍​‌ the wrist and⁠⁠​ dragged her along.‌

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