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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 42

Chapter 42

It⁠ was something that​‍​ happened suddenly.

Fernan,⁠‌ now in charge​⁠ of the trade⁠‍ caravan, had requested‌ a field assignment⁠‍ and left the‌‍ academy a few‍‍​ days early under‌‌ the pretext of‌ preparing for the​‌ trip.

Naturally,​‌​ he didn’t attend‌‌⁠ classes, which meant⁠ Luina was left⁠⁠‍ without her assigned​⁠‌ partner for a while.

“…”​

This⁠⁠ time, however, Fernan‍‍​ had explained the​ entire situation to​ her, so she​ wasn’t disappointed or‌‌ upset like the‌ last time.

Even‌‍​ so, it was‌​ still inconvenient for⁠‌ classwork.

Because‌‌‌ the academy operated‌⁠‌ with an exact‍​ number of students,​‌​ it wasn’t easy​ to get a temporary partner just‌‌ because someone was⁠ absent.

“Aaron.”‌

“Yes,⁠​ professor.”

At‍‍‌ the call of​‍ Professor Rosalia, who‍‌ was in charge⁠ of the course​ “Combat, War, and‍‍ Magic,” the assistant‌ affiliated with her​​⁠ lab stepped forward.​⁠

Messy⁠​ brown hair that‌​‌ covered half his​ face, gloomy eyes,‌⁠‌ slouched shoulders… Not‍⁠ exactly a great​⁠​ first impression.

“You’ll‌‍ be Luina Bercheff’s⁠‌ partner for now.”​​‍

“Me?”​​⁠

“Just‍‍ adapt to second-year⁠ level.”

“But‍‌ professor, I’m working‌‍‌ on research…”

“Is⁠ there a problem?”‍

Seeing‍‍ her slightly furrowed‍​ brow, Aaron quickly‍‍​ shook his head.‍

“No,‍‍ I’ll do it.​⁠‌ So, I just⁠​​ need to adapt‌‌ to second-year level?”⁠

“That’s‌​ right.”

It‌​ might have sounded⁠‍ arrogant, but considering​ he had already​ completed his studies‌‍​ at the academy⁠‌ and was in‍​⁠ the process of​ becoming a professor,‍ it was a reasonable statement.

“It’s​​ a pleasure to​⁠⁠ meet you. I’m‌ Luina Bercheff. I hope we work‌‌⁠ well together.”

“Ah,‍ nice to meet​‍‌ you. I’m Aaron​⁠​ Frein. As you⁠ can see, I’m‌⁠ Professor Rosalia’s lab​‍‍ assistant. I’ll be‌⁠⁠ counting on you‌⁠ as well.”

Aaron⁠​ replied in a weak and subdued​ voice.

“I‍⁠​ didn’t think I’d​‍​ end up partnered‍ with a student⁠‌⁠ while still being⁠ an assistant. It’s⁠ a weird situation,​ but let’s do‍‍ our best.”

“Yes.”​‍

At​ that moment, Luina’s‌‍ gaze dropped suddenly.‌​

“Seems​‌ like you really⁠ like books.”

Aaron⁠‍ was holding a thick book in​ his hands. It‍‌⁠ wasn’t common for⁠⁠‌ an assistant to‌ carry a book‍ like that even⁠‍⁠ to class, which⁠⁠ piqued her curiosity.​‍⁠

“It’s‌‍ a magic book.​​ I’m a bit⁠ slow-headed, so I always carry it​​ to make sure⁠ I thoroughly study‌ magic circles and​‌​ such.”

“Ah,‌​‌ sorry.”

“It’s‌ fine. Although it’s‍ odd for a mage to always‌​ carry around a magic book… well.”‌⁠

Aaron‍​ laughed awkwardly and⁠ scratched the back⁠⁠ of his head.‍⁠​

“By⁠ the way, Luina.‍ Do you like‍ books too?”

“I‍⁠ don’t hate them.”‍

“Really?”⁠⁠

“I’m⁠‍ starting the class.”‌

His⁠ mouth curled slightly,​​​ but Luina had‌⁠ already turned her⁠‌‍ attention to the⁠ professor and didn’t‌ notice.

***‌⁠​

When‌‍ night fell and‍‍⁠ the world was‌​‍ shrouded in shadows,‌⁠ Fernan headed out​ for the final‍⁠ inspection of the​‍​ journey set to​ begin the next⁠​ day.

“Is⁠ this the carriage?”​

“Yes.”‌‌‌

Before​​‍ Fernan stood a single carriage.

All⁠‌ the others had​⁠ already been inspected​ during the day⁠ without issue.

But⁠ this last one​‍​ couldn’t be checked‍‍⁠ in plain sight,⁠‌ so he waited⁠ until everyone was​ asleep to act‍‌​ in secret.

The‌‌‍ workers brought the‍ carriage into the‌‍ guild’s warehouse. Once‍ the doors were​‍ closed, only Fernan‍‌ and the branch‍ manager remained.

“At⁠ a glance, nothing​​‌ seems out of⁠‌ place.”

“We⁠​ sealed it very‍​ carefully. The elves​​ helped a lot,‍ so it was​​​ easier than expected.”⁠

Fernan⁠ activated his magic.⁠⁠ With a dry‍ sound, the ground​⁠ beneath the carriage⁠⁠ shifted and unloaded​‌​ the cargo it‌⁠‍ carried.

All‍​⁠ the cargo, already‍‍⁠ fully prepared for‌‍ the journey, was‍ removed, and in‍ the end, only⁠‌ a single chest⁠‌ remained.

It‍⁠ measured about 50‍⁠⁠ cm wide and‌ 2 meters long.‌‌‌

At⁠ first glance, it⁠⁠‌ looked normal, but​ its surface was​‌ covered with various‌ magical engravings.

Mana‍​‌ stabilization, mana concealment,​⁠ scent suppression, life⁠‌‍ sign reduction—dozens of⁠‍ overlapping spells.

“Without​​‍ being an Archmage,​ it’d be impossible‍‌⁠ to detect.”

And‌ who knows, even‍ an Archmage might​ not detect it.‌​‌ Fernan simply couldn’t‍⁠ say for sure,‍⁠ since he wasn’t⁠ one.

“To‌ work with it,‍‌ we replicated the‍​ same level of⁠ magic here in‍‌⁠ the warehouse. You‍‌‌ can open it​ without issue.”

“Can‍ it just be⁠​‍ opened like that?”‍‌⁠

“A‌ seal is required.”‍

The‍‍‍ branch manager handed​‍⁠ him a small‍‍​ ring bearing the‍⁠ Fridian family seal.⁠

“Only‍‍ two seals were​ made. One is‍ in your possession,‌‍‌ and the other​​​ will be given⁠ to Aria Fridian‌ as the family’s‌ representative.”

Fernan⁠ brought the ring​⁠ close to the‌‌​ chest’s lock and,‌​⁠ with a slight‌‍ flow of mana—click—the‌‌ chest opened.

A current of pure‌ mana filled the‍⁠ warehouse, revealing a small sprout inside.‌​

A tree with incomparably⁠ more powerful magic‍⁠ than any other⁠‍ plant. Though still‌ small compared to‌‌‌ the great pillar‍​⁠ that supported the⁠ world.

“So​ this is it.”⁠

The⁠‌​ branch of the‌‍‍ World Tree, also‍ known as its‌​‌ avatar. No wonder⁠ it was considered‍⁠‌ a medium for⁠⁠‍ summoning demons.

‘At⁠ first glance, it​​ doesn’t seem tainted‍‌ by demonic magic.’⁠

Could⁠‌‍ it be it‌‍‍ hadn’t been corrupted​​ yet? Or was‍⁠ it so subtle‍ that it couldn’t‌‌⁠ be sensed?

“I⁠ guess it’s the⁠‍⁠ former.”

It​​ had to be.⁠‍​ If it were​‍ already corrupted, it​ would mean the‍ demons were hiding​​ at an undetectable⁠‌‍ level.

“Excuse‍‍ me? What did​ you say?”

“No,‍ nothing. Who else⁠ has seen this‌​ directly?”

“The‍⁠ deputy manager, myself,‌​ and you. Only⁠‌​ us.”

Fernan‌​⁠ closed the chest.​‌‍ The dense magical‌‍ energy vanished instantly,‌ as if it​ had never been​ there.

“Bring⁠ me a complete‍ list of everyone‍​⁠ who knows about⁠​‌ this.”

“Yes,‌ understood.”

The⁠ manager didn’t ask‍ why.

In⁠‌ fact, there was⁠‍​ no specific reason.‍ He just couldn’t​ assume the corrupted⁠‍ were only among‌‌‌ the elves.

With⁠​ matters like these,​⁠ it was better‍ to be meticulous.‍‍⁠

“You‌ may go. I’ll​⁠⁠ give it one‍​ last check before‍⁠⁠ restoring everything.”

“…Yes,‌‌ understood.”

The‌​‍ manager hesitated a moment but then​⁠ left the warehouse.​ Alone, Fernan placed‌‌⁠ something inside the‌‌⁠ chest and resealed‍ it.

Whoever⁠ tries to open‌​⁠ this chest again.​​⁠

Will​⁠ probably get a very entertaining surprise.‍⁠​

***​

“We’re‌ moving out!”

“We’re⁠‍ moving out!”

The‌⁠⁠ next day, the‌ caravan departed from‌ the Fridian estate​ as scheduled.

Ten‌‍⁠ carriages, one hundred‍‌‍ escorts from the⁠​ Golden Turtle Guild,‍‌ fifty elves sent‍​⁠ as reinforcements by‌​ Fridian, and one⁠​‌ hundred workers.

Fernan‍ led them from‍⁠ the front.

“What’s⁠‍ the route?”

“It’s​​‍ simple. We’ll head⁠​‌ east, cross two‍​ territories, and board​‍ a ship in‌ the port city‍ of Kaid bound​‌ for the academy.”‍​‍

“No​ danger along the‌‌‍ way?”

“At‍ least on land.”​

The‌ two territories belonged‌‍ merely to a viscount and a baron. They had‌⁠ neither the power⁠‌ to oppose such‌‍‍ a force, nor​‌⁠ the audacity to​ touch the goods⁠ of two electors.‌

But​ the sea was⁠‌ another matter.

“It​ already happened once.”‍‌‍

“You⁠ mean the Yacht‌⁠⁠ Club incident?”

“Yes.”⁠⁠

The​⁠ march of hundreds,‍‍⁠ maybe thousands, of​‍‌ seaworms. And to‍ top it off,​ three sea serpents.‍‍⁠

Thanks⁠ to the talent‌ of the academy’s‍ students and Fernan’s⁠‍‌ preparation, the incident‍ ended with only‍​ a few injuries.⁠‌

‘But⁠‌ there’s no guarantee⁠ it’ll go the​ same way this‌​​ time.’

He​‍​ couldn’t imagine what‍‌​ the demons might⁠⁠ do now.

“Ah!⁠‍ Speaking of the​​‍ Yacht Club, could⁠‍ I get an​‍⁠ invitation too?”

“You‍‌ never get tired,⁠⁠ do you?”

“Why‍⁠ not? I have⁠ good grades and‌‌ my family is​⁠‍ powerful! Honestly, who‍​‍ else should be⁠​‍ allowed in but‌ me?”

Aria‌‌​ widened her eyes‍​ and asked shamelessly.‌

In​ theory, there was‍ nothing wrong with⁠​‍ what she said.‍‌ She was a Fridian. Her only‌‍‍ disadvantage was that⁠⁠‌ the Fridians were⁠ “newcomers.”

Among⁠‍⁠ the elector lineages,​‌ the only one​ that didn’t look⁠⁠ down on the​​ Fridians was Pellenberg—who‌‍​ only cared about⁠ money.

In‌⁠ fact, when the‌‍ Bercheffs sold their⁠⁠‍ right to the‌ Golden Bull, Pellenberg‍​‍ had acted as‌ the intermediary.

“Still,‌​ my answer is⁠⁠ no.”

Not‌​ having prejudice didn’t⁠ mean he had‍ to accept someone‍‍ who might anger⁠‍​ the other electors.‌‍‍

“Then​‍ there’s no helping​ it. I’ll wait​‍ for the next‌‍​ chance.”

Surprisingly,⁠‍ Aria accepted it⁠ without pressing further.​⁠​

And‍ so, the caravan‍ continued without issues.‍ However, after two‍‌ days of travel,⁠ a few drops‍⁠ began to fall.‍‍⁠

With⁠​‍ a start like‍ that, the schedule⁠​​ was bound to‍ be delayed.

‘Don’t‌ tell me this‍​‌ is the demons’‍ doing…’

The​‍‍ rain intensified. The⁠​ ground turned to‌‌‍ mud, the wheels‌ sank, and traveling‍​‍ further that day⁠ became unfeasible.

“Is​‌ there a village‍‌​ nearby?”

“About​​ three hours away.‍​‍ But with this​ mud, it’ll take‍‍​ longer.”

“No‍ choice, then. Check‍‍ the surroundings! We’ll​‍‍ camp here tonight!”‍⁠

“Yes,‌‌ sir!”

Once​ it was confirmed⁠‍​ the area was​ safe, they set‌​‌ up camp. Fernan‍​ gathered the heads⁠​ to discuss the‌‍ plan.

“Protect​​ the cargo from⁠ the rain and‍⁠‌ set guards to⁠‍ watch the camp⁠ and the carriages.”‌⁠‌

“Yes.”‌‍

“We‌ can’t leave today,‍‌ so we’ll decide‍​‌ tomorrow depending on​​ the weather.”

“Understood.”⁠​⁠

But‌⁠ it rained all⁠ night—and continued the​​ next day without⁠ stopping.

“We’ll‌‍‍ have to delay‌‍​ our departure.”

This⁠ already put the‌‌⁠ schedule at risk.‍

But‍​⁠ that wasn’t the​⁠⁠ real problem.

While‍​ they were reorganizing‍​ the schedule after‍⁠​ lunch, trying to​ adjust the rest⁠ of the route,‌‍ Aria appeared.

“Am​​​ I interrupting?”

“What’s⁠ wrong?”

“This⁠ rain… feels strange.”‌

“The⁠ rain?”

Even⁠‌​ if it was⁠‍ a heavy storm,‌‍ was there really​⁠​ anything odd about‍⁠ it…?

‘Could⁠​​ it seriously be​​ demonic…?’

That‌​ faint unease from‌ the beginning started⁠ to grow.

“What’s‌ strange about it?”‍

“I⁠ was curious when‍‍⁠ it might stop,​​⁠ so I asked‍ the spirits to‌‌​ check the rain⁠ clouds.”

“And​ what did they⁠​ say?”

“That‍‍ there’s an abnormal⁠ buildup of clouds.⁠⁠​ They keep gathering,‍‌ and the rest​‍ of the region‍‌‍ is completely clear.‍‍⁠ Not a single​​ cloud.”

“So​‍​ this is artificial‍ rain?”

“That’s⁠ what I think,⁠‍ at least according​ to the spirits.”‍⁠‌

If⁠‍⁠ the spirits confirmed​​ it, it was‍​ reliable. Fernan stood​‍‍ up.

“Let’s⁠‍ go outside.”

“You’re‍⁠‌ going to check​⁠​ it?”

“Among‌‌ the things we​⁠⁠ brought is an​​‌ artifact that measures‌⁠‌ magical energy. That’ll‍​‌ tell us if​⁠ it’s artificial.”

He‍​ didn’t have the‌‍ ability to detect‍‍ it himself, but‌ he trusted the‌ performance of the‍ artifacts made by‍⁠‌ the Sacred Dragon​‍ Order.

‘They‌ were able to⁠ detect corrupted magic.’​

And​ just as he‌⁠‍ was thinking that…​

It​‍ was too late.⁠​

KWAARRRRMMM!​‍

A roar shook his‌⁠​ eardrums. The ground​‌​ trembled.

“Huh…?”‍⁠‌

“An‍ earthquake!”

“Sir!”‌

Screams‍‍⁠ echoed everywhere. The‌ ground completely collapsed.‌‍⁠

Fernan​ reflexively activated magic⁠⁠ as his body‌​⁠ fell. A massive‌ flat rock surged‌‍‌ up like a disc, halting part​⁠‌ of the collapse.​​

Thanks‌ to that, the⁠‍⁠ caravan members who‍ were falling managed​ to avoid the​​ impact.

“Are​‍⁠ you okay?”

Aria‌⁠ remained in the⁠​​ air with the​ help of spiritual‌​​ power.

“No.”​‌

Fernan‍ shook his head.‌‌

The‍ collapsed terrain was‍‍‍ wider and deeper‍‍ than he had‍​ expected. And the​ darkness below was‍‌​ dense.

And⁠ from those shadows…​⁠‌

Kirrrr…‍​

Kiiiiik…‍‌⁠

Red‍⁠‍ eyes began to‌​ glow.

“Damn‍ it… It’s always​‌ caves or underground,⁠ huh?”

Why‍‌​ did everything in‌ the prophecies always‌‍⁠ involve places like⁠‍‌ this?

Either⁠‌ way, the slick⁠ feeling of corrupted‍ magic confirmed only‍‍ one thing.

This​‌ was all the⁠ work of demons.​

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