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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 37

Chapter 37

“Good​ job.”

The⁠ ship that arrived‍ at the island‌​ belonged to the⁠ Golden Turtle Company.‍⁠‌ Hyde, who was‍‌ in command of‌ the vessel, was​‍ the one who‍ greeted Fernan.

“Looks‍⁠ like things went⁠ well.”

“Yes.​ We captured the⁠​‌ spy.”

“Was​⁠ he corrupted?”

“Yes.”‌

“A​ corrupted infiltrator in​​ the company? That⁠⁠​ could have ended⁠​‍ really badly.”

“What‍⁠ about the other‍‌⁠ students?”

They‍ had slain the‌‍ sea serpent, but‌‍⁠ they couldn’t stop⁠‌ the broken ship⁠‍ from sinking.

The​ vessel quickly plunged⁠‌ to the bottom⁠‌ of the sea,⁠​‍ and the students​‌ were swept away⁠ in different directions⁠ by the waves.‍

Taking​⁠ advantage of the​‌‍ chaos, Fernan, Luina,‍ and Bella went​​‍ after Aint.

“Fortunately,‍‍‌ everyone was rescued‍⁠ safely.”

But‌⁠ Fernan had already‍ prepared for what⁠ would happen that⁠‌⁠ day. Seven ships​ positioned beyond the‍ visual range of‍⁠ the yacht.

Like‌‍‍ a surrounding net,‌ the vessels encircled⁠‍ the yacht and⁠ began search operations,‌​ rescuing all the‌‌ missing.

Though​‍⁠ in truth, it⁠‍ was Hyde who‍‍‍ organized everything.

“Good​​ work.”

“It⁠‍ was nothing.”

And‍ he didn’t say‍ it out of⁠‍ courtesy.

The⁠​ members of the‌‌‌ Yacht Club were‍‍ all children of‌⁠ influential families or‍​ recognized talents throughout‍ the Empire.

If⁠ even one of⁠‌ them had been‌⁠‌ injured, it would‌‍⁠ have been a huge problem—even if‍‍‌ it was due⁠​‍ to a natural​ disaster.

Humans‌ always look for‌ someone to blame‌ when things go​⁠‍ wrong.

The⁠‍​ ship carrying Fernan‌‌‌ and his group⁠‍ met with the⁠‌ other vessels that​ had rescued the​ students.

“Fernan.”‍‍

“You​⁠⁠ alright, Ludger?”

“Yes.‌‍​ Thanks to you,‍⁠⁠ I’m alive. Since‍ when did you⁠⁠⁠ have those ships​‌ ready?”

“Always.”‌‍

“Always?”⁠⁠

“I‍⁠ always keep escort⁠ ships nearby, just​⁠ in case. This⁠⁠ time it was‌ the right decision.”⁠‌

Ludger‍⁠ accepted it without‍​ further comment, as‍ if he believed⁠ it.

“I‌ never would’ve imagined.‌ That a group⁠ of monsters would⁠ attack the ship⁠​​ like that…”

“Neither‌​ would I. I’ve⁠​ never heard of​⁠‌ something like that‍⁠⁠ happening since the‌⁠‍ founding of the‍‍ academy.”

That‌ in itself served‌‍ as irrefutable proof—that‍ the demons were‍‍‌ starting to act.‌⁠

“…We’ll⁠ need to find​​⁠ out the cause.‌ By the way,​‌​ I’ll pay for⁠​ the ship that‌⁠‌ sank.”

“You‍‍⁠ will?”

Fernan​​‌ barely managed to‍‌ maintain his expression​ at those unexpected​​ words.

“Yes.⁠ After all, I was the one⁠‌‌ who suggested turning‌​ this club into⁠ the Yacht Club.‍ The ship was⁠‍‌ a loan, right?”​

“I​‍ remember I was​⁠ the one who​⁠ first mentioned the⁠ Yacht Club.”

“But​⁠ I made the⁠‌⁠ final decision.”

It‌‍ was true. Although​⁠ both were from‍‌ elector-prince families, in‍‌​ the end everyone​‍ gave weight to‍‍‍ Ludger’s words, as‌‍‍ he was part‌ of the imperial​‍⁠ line.

“…Well,⁠‌‍ if you’re going​ to pay, I won’t stop you.”‍​

It⁠​ was a loss‍⁠ he could offset⁠ with future profits,​ but if he⁠‌​ could avoid the‍‌‌ loss altogether, even​ better.

‘He’s​‌ definitely not a bad guy at​‍‌ heart.’

The⁠⁠​ clash with Aint‍​‍ was simply inevitable.​​ Two suns cannot⁠ coexist in the‌‌ same sky.

Even‌​​ if his intentions⁠‌ weren’t entirely pure,‌ from Fernan’s point​‌ of view, the​​‌ one who pays⁠⁠‌ calls the shots.​⁠

“…I​‍ want to get⁠‌ back to the‌ dorms as soon‍‍ as possible. I’m‍ sick of the​‌‌ sea.”

Ludger⁠ muttered, tightening the‍⁠ coat around him.​

***‍‌

The‍ next day, what‍‍⁠ had happened with​⁠​ the Yacht Club‍‌‌ quickly spread throughout‍​‍ the academy.

Some‍ members, including Fernan,‍​‌ were summoned by​‌‌ the supervising professor.​‍

“Long⁠ time no see,‌ Fernan.”

Every⁠ club required a professor’s approval to‌⁠‍ be founded.

The‍‍‍ professor who gave‌ that approval became​​⁠ responsible for the⁠‌ club and oversaw‍​ its members.

“Yes,​​ professor.”

Dominique​ Colsner, professor of​ the “Illusions and‌​ Fantasies” course in⁠​⁠ the Department of‌⁠​ Magic, was the‍⁠ supervising professor of‍ the Yacht Club.‍

“Normally‍‍ I prefer to‍‍‌ stay out of​ things, but this⁠⁠​ time I couldn’t.”⁠⁠⁠

“I​⁠ understand.”

A club composed of‍‌‍ youths from highly​ renowned noble families.⁠⁠‍

Normally,‌ the professor in​‍​ charge was just‍ a figurehead, but‌⁠‌ in an incident⁠ of this magnitude,⁠ he couldn’t stay⁠ idle.

“I’m⁠‌‌ interviewing some students⁠⁠ to get a full picture of​‍​ what happened. Fortunately,​ everything ended well,​​ but I need‌ a clear understanding.”​‍

“Yes.”‌

Professor⁠ Dominique adjusted his‍‌‌ monocle. Through the​ lens, his gray‍‌​ pupils reflected constant⁠‌​ melancholy.

“It‍‌ was completely unexpected.‍‌ Those monsters…”

“Sea‍⁠ worms and sea‍ serpents in large‌‍⁠ numbers. It had​​ never happened before.‍‌​ Good thing there‍⁠ were no casualties.‌ Were backup ships⁠​‌ a common practice?”​‍

“Yes.”⁠​​

It‍‍ wasn’t a lie.⁠⁠⁠

Though‌‍ this time he⁠‍ had deployed seven​‌ ships, he usually‌⁠⁠ kept at least‍​‍ one escort vessel​‍ just in case,​⁠⁠ without others knowing.⁠

“Good.‍‌‍ Did anything else⁠⁠​ strange or unusual⁠‌ happen?”

“No.”⁠‍⁠

“I’m⁠‍‍ glad. Oh, by‌‌⁠ the way, I heard you recently⁠ accepted Luina Bercheff‍⁠⁠ and Aint Armian‌ as new members.”⁠

“Luina​ was invited by‍​ me, but I don’t know much​‍‌ about Aint.”

“I‌ see. You may‌‌ go.”

After⁠​ the brief interview,‌‍⁠ Fernan went straight​⁠‌ to the company.⁠​‍

Hyde⁠‍ greeted him with‍‌‌ a smile.

“Finished​​ already?”

“Were​⁠ you able to​‍⁠ track how those​‌‍ bastards infiltrated the‍ company?”

“Here⁠​‍ it is.”

“Interesting…‍ No one suspected​​ them.”

And⁠ yet, everyone treated⁠⁠⁠ them like co-workers.‌ Even though they‌‌ were strangers, even‌⁠‌ though they shouldn’t​​ have been there.‍​‌

“Magic?”‌

“It’s​⁠ presumed to be⁠ mental-type magic.”

“Mental‍ magic is a specialty of demons,‌‍ right?”

It⁠‌ was also said‍‍ that manipulating souls⁠ was another skill⁠ of demons according‍ to the records.​⁠

That‍ made another doubt​ resurface.

‘That​‍ spirit that tried‍ to possess me—could​​ that have been⁠​​ the work of⁠ demons?’

It‍ would be stupid⁠⁠ to do something⁠‌‍ so counterproductive for‌​ them. But if‌‌ it wasn’t demons,‍​ what kind of⁠ mage could use⁠⁠⁠ a spell that‌‍ forced a spiritual⁠ possession?

Since‍ there was no‌⁠ concrete lead, he‍‌ decided to set‌‌​ it aside for⁠ now.

Fernan‌​ focused on current⁠⁠⁠ affairs.

“What⁠ about the prisoner?”⁠

“He​‌‌ didn’t respond even‌ under confession magic,‍⁠ so we locked‌ him in the​‌ company’s underground cell.”⁠‌‍

“Make​‌ him talk, even‍​ if you have⁠ to torture him.”​

“Understood.”​‌

“And‍​ send this to⁠⁠ my father.”

Fernan‍ sealed the reports‍ he had already‌ prepared and placed‍‌‌ them in an⁠​‍ envelope with his‍‍‌ emblem.

“What‌​‍ time did you‌​‍ sleep last night?”⁠

“Time⁠​‍ and information are⁠‍‌ money. The sooner⁠‍ this gets reported,​​‍ the more money⁠ we earn.”

“I’ll⁠​ send it as‌ top priority.”

“As‍‍ it should be.”‍‌

“One​ last question, if‌​‍ I may…”

“What​ is it?”

“The‌ priority for naval‌​​ business within the‌‌​ academy… was it​‌ related to this?”‍

Fernan‍ shook his head.⁠

“Don’t​⁠ be ridiculous. How⁠​‌ could I have​ known something like​‌​ this would happen?”​

“Right,​​​ of course.”

Hyde‌‍ accepted it, though‌ his expression showed‌‌ some doubt. Seeing‌‍ the future made⁠ no sense, and‌​ if one assumed‌‍⁠ this was all‌ part of Fernan’s⁠ plan…

That‍‌‍ would mean he​‌​ was one of‌‍ the corrupted.

And⁠ Hyde knew better​ than anyone that​⁠‌ his master couldn’t‌‍ be one of‍‌ them.

“Then⁠⁠ I’ll take my⁠‍ leave. If you‍‌​ need anything, don’t​‍​ hesitate to call‌ me.”

“Alright.”‍‌

Hyde‍⁠​ left. Fernan, already‍ accustomed to the​‌​ routine, pulled out‍ design plans and‍⁠‌ began writing.

He‌⁠​ didn’t know when‌​ he’d next receive⁠‌‍ a vision of⁠ the future, but‍​ for now that‍⁠​ the danger had‍‌ passed, it was‌‌ time to fully‍‌ dedicate himself to‌ golem design.

***⁠

“…This​‌ is driving me‌‍⁠ crazy.”

Bella⁠‌⁠ Hoenne chewed on​‌‌ her sweet parfait.‍‌

“I‌​ feel like I’ve​‍ stepped into a swamp I can’t⁠ get out of.​​ It’s really disturbing.”​

“Bella,‍⁠⁠ you look really‌‍ happy right now.”‍

“It’s‍ the sugar. It’s⁠‌ the sugar.”

But⁠​ it wasn’t a lie that she⁠ felt disturbed.

To‍​​ be honest, when​‍‌ Luina asked her⁠‌ for help, she‌​ hesitated a lot.⁠‍ But once she‍​ saw a corrupted‌​ person with her‌⁠⁠ own eyes, the‌ feeling was completely‌⁠ different.

“And‌ you? Doesn’t it‌ affect you at‌⁠​ all?”

“It’s​‍⁠ not my first‌ time.”

“Right,‌ you mentioned that⁠ before. But still…⁠⁠⁠ how can you​‍ stay so calm‍ even if it⁠‌ isn’t your first‌ time?”

Are‍⁠ they corrupted? Bella⁠‌ swallowed the last​ part, aware of⁠​‌ the gazes around‍​​ them.

“And​ why doesn’t Fernan‌ report this directly‌‍ to the academy?‌ Shouldn’t they take‍​ action?”

“He‌⁠⁠ said he’s still⁠‍ not sure who’s⁠ an enemy and‌‍ who’s an ally.”​⁠‍

“That​​ makes sense…”

She​‍⁠ herself had been‌ infected with corrupted⁠​ magic without doing⁠​‍ anything out of​‍⁠ the ordinary in​⁠ her daily life.‍

It⁠⁠‌ wasn’t possible unless‍ there were corrupted‌‍ people infiltrated in⁠‌​ the academy.

“So,⁠⁠‍ what’s the plan?”⁠

“For​​ now, I trust⁠ Fernan.”

Just​​⁠ from what he’d‌ shown them so‍ far, he gave​‍‌ reasons to be​‍ trusted. He had‌⁠‍ handled Verian’s case‍ well, and now​ this too.

“And​ since when have​⁠ you been working​​ with Fernan? Since⁠‍ you became partners?”‍‍

“Yes.”⁠‍‌

“I⁠‍ thought something was‍‌⁠ off, but now‌ everything makes sense.”‌⁠⁠

“…What‍‌ are you talking‌‌​ about?”

“Well,‌ to be honest,‍‍ even though you​ gave me an‌‍ explanation, I wasn’t​‍ completely convinced.”

That‌​‌ Luina, who couldn’t​ even get along⁠⁠​ with the Pellenbergs,‌ became Fernan’s partner.‌‍

She​ said it was‍​ for grades with‍ no personal feelings‌ involved, and while‍⁠ it was true‌‌ she had been‍ hiding her real⁠ level, it was‌ still hard to​⁠ fully believe.

She⁠‌ only accepted the‍ story because it‌ came from Luina,⁠‍ but the doubts⁠ had never fully‌ gone away.

“But‌‍‍ if it’s about‍⁠ fighting the corrupted,‌‍‌ that changes everything.‍ I know how‌ you are.”

A model knight with‌ a strong sense‍​ of justice.

If⁠​ they had joined​⁠​ forces to face⁠​‌ the corrupted, it‍‌ made perfect sense.‍​

“…That’s​⁠ not it.”

It‌‌‍ wasn’t. But Luina‍‍‍ didn’t have the‍‍ heart to shatter​ her friend’s illusion⁠⁠​ by telling the‌​ truth: that she‍‌ had accepted because​‌ of money.

“…Yeah.‌ That’s it.”

“I‌⁠ knew it! The​⁠​ idiots saying you’d⁠ been bought should‌ know the truth.”⁠

“…Y-Yeah,‍‌ you’re right.”

In​⁠​ the end, Luina‍ could only offer‍ a kind lie.⁠‍​

***‌

For⁠‍​ Aint Armian, everything⁠‍‌ felt like a dream.

“Out‍​ of nowhere, a group of sea​ monsters attacked the⁠‌⁠ ship, a corrupted‍‌ one tried to‌⁠⁠ kill me, I decided to cooperate‍ with senior Fernan…”⁠​‍

It​ all happened like‍‌ an overwhelming wave.​​ All he had⁠ done was go⁠ with the flow.​​‌

— But in the⁠⁠ end, it was‌‍ for the best.‍

That‌‍ was true.

Thanks⁠⁠ to Fernan, Aint⁠ had managed to​​‍ escape a life-threatening⁠⁠​ situation, obtained the‍ First Emperor’s will,​​ and could now​‍⁠ speak openly about​ the demons.

“Also,​‌⁠ senior Luina…”

— Tsk, that’s not‌⁠ important right now.​‍⁠

But⁠⁠ putting that aside,‌ Luina Bercheff’s abilities​ were much greater⁠‌ than he had​‍​ imagined.

If‍‍ she became a reliable ally, she​ would be a great support.

“But…‍‍ is that true?‌‌‌ That several people‍​ have already been​ tainted by the⁠‍​ corrupted?”

— Likely. In fact,‌ that Bella girl‌⁠ showed clear signs⁠​‍ of having been‍⁠‍ infected by corrupted‌ magic and recovering⁠‍​ from it.

And⁠ that was the‌⁠​ most obvious proof.⁠‍

— It has to​ be stopped. At‍ all costs.

In‍ the past, there​‍‍ had also been⁠‌ people contaminated by‍ corrupted magic.

They‍⁠‌ showed no anomalies,‍⁠⁠ but once they‌⁠ came into contact‌‍ with a catalyst,​​ they went completely​‍‌ mad.

“Catalyst?”​​

— It’s a kind⁠⁠ of spell used⁠ by demons. When‍ activated, it causes‍ the infected to‌ lose control and‍‌ attack indiscriminately.

— At first, we‍‍⁠ couldn’t even react.‍ After all, they​⁠ were just humans‌‌‍ being used by​‍‍ the demons.

“So⁠‌ if something like⁠‌ that happens, there’s⁠⁠‍ no way to‌⁠ stop it?”

— Only the first‍​‌ time. After that,‍​ it became easier.⁠ The previous emperor‍‌ handled everything.

— And you can​ do it too,‍ Aint.

The‍​ Armian family’s swordsmanship​‌ was the natural‌ opposite of demonic​‍ power. It even‌​ had the ability‍ to purify corrupted⁠ magic from others’‍⁠‌ bodies.

“Then‌ shouldn’t I go‌ out now and‍‍​ start purifying corrupted​​‍ magic throughout the‌​ city…?”

— Did you forget⁠​ what that rich‌⁠ idiot said? You‌​ can’t act recklessly​‌ if you don’t‌ know who the‍​⁠ corrupted are.

That’s‍‌ why Fernan had‌ asked him to‍​ stay quiet for⁠⁠ the time being.​​‌

— For now, it’d⁠‌ be better if​ you went to‍‌‌ meet the person‌ that rich guy⁠‌ introduced you to.​‌⁠ What you can‍​‍ do alone is⁠‌ very limited.

— If you can’t‍ act immediately, then⁠​ prepare for what’s​​ to come.

“Got​​ it.”

Before‌⁠ parting ways with​‌ Fernan, Aint had‍‌‍ been introduced to⁠‍​ someone.

“As​⁠ a sign of‍ trust, I’ll introduce‍‌‍ you to a reliable partner. It’ll​⁠​ be good for‌ you to have⁠​⁠ an ally from​ your same year‌ when facing the⁠‍ corrupted.”

And‍⁠‍ it wasn’t just‌‍ anyone, but someone‌ quite skilled. Aint⁠‍ got ready and​ headed to the⁠ Ravidus building.

Using‌‍‍ the emblem Fernan‍ had given him,​‌‌ he requested an⁠‌‍ audience and waited.‌‍‍ Soon, someone appeared.‌‍​

“…Aint‌‌‍ Armian?”

The‍⁠‌ face of his‍ next companion, Verian⁠​ Kalburdern, twisted immediately.‍

“…What​‌⁠ are you doing⁠ here? And where’s⁠⁠‍ senior Fernan?”

Honestly,⁠​ when he heard​‌ it for the⁠‍​ first time, he‌​‌ couldn’t believe it.‌ He knew how​‍ much Verian hated‍‍ him.

But‍‌ Fernan had been‍⁠ blunt.

“Don’t‍‌ worry. In the⁠⁠‌ end, that guy‌ will have no​ choice but to‌‍‌ become your ally.”‍

“Don’t‌⁠‌ know how to⁠‍ convince him? I’ll​‌ teach you the​‌ magic word that’ll​⁠ make him follow​​‌ you.”

“Verian.”​​

Aint⁠ spoke his name‍ in a low‌ voice.

“I⁠‍ was the one​ who called you.​ Not senior Fernan.”⁠‍‍

“What‌​‌ nonsense are you‍​‍ talking about? How‍⁠ did you get‌‌ that emblem…?”

“You.”‌⁠

Aint⁠​⁠ stepped closer until​ he was just​​‌ a step away‍​​ from Verian and‍‍ whispered in his‍‍ ear.

“They​‌​ say you were​‌‍ corrupted, right?”

“…What?”⁠⁠

Verian’s​​​ face turned completely⁠​‍ pale.

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