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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Final‌ exams had begun.‌⁠‍

“Those‌‌ who are finished‍​ may hand in‍⁠⁠ their exam sheets‍‍ and leave.”

The‍⁠‍ first subject Fernan​‌ had to take⁠‌​ was “Introduction to‍ Runic Language,” the‌‍⁠ theoretical foundation of⁠ magic.

It⁠⁠ was a simple‍‍ test, purely theoretical—almost​‍​ 90%—that could be‍ solved with just⁠​ a few notes.⁠⁠ Neither difficult nor‌‍⁠ long.

Fernan​​ filled out all‌​‍ ten pages of​‍ the exam and​‌ turned them in.⁠

“…Already‌‌‍ finished?”

“Wow,⁠ for written exams⁠⁠‌ he’s unbelievably fast.”‌‍

“Seeing‌‍​ how he always‌ scores the highest,‌ it makes no‌ sense that he’s‍⁠ only ranked 10th​ in practical exams.”‌

It‌⁠⁠ was the sixth⁠⁠⁠ time it had​‍ happened, so it​ didn’t cause much⁠‍ of a stir.​​​

As​ always, he felt‌​ a burning gaze​‌ on him, but​‍‌ nothing more. Probably‌‍‍ from Carlo Deneb.‍⁠

A guy who couldn’t‌⁠ stand losing even​ a bit in‍ his obsession with⁠‍ being the best.⁠⁠‌

‘I⁠⁠ don’t really care.’‍

The‌​‌ next subjects were​‌ “Understanding of Manual​ Seals, Spells, and​‌‍ Techniques” and “Structure‍​ and Principles of⁠ Magic Circles.”

The‌‍‌ first involved analyzing​ the presented spells⁠ and techniques and‍ executing them.

The⁠​ second followed a similar format.

Fernan​​ passed both without‌‌ difficulty. He was‍‌‍ the first to‍​ leave the room​⁠‍ and the one‌‌‍ who completed them​ best.

With‌ that, the three​ core courses were‌ done, and what​⁠ awaited him next⁠ was the first​‌‍ combined exam.

A combination of the​ subjects “Combat, War,‍⁠ and Magic” and⁠ “War and Practical‍ Duels.”

“This⁠ exam is simple.‍ They’ll divide the‌‍⁠ students into four‍ teams and have‌ a large-scale confrontation.”⁠

“And‍‌‌ what’s that?”

“Exam⁠​‍ info.”

“Professor‌​ Grad again?”

“They⁠‍ were selling it​‌ around, so I bought it.”

“Does‍​‍ that even make‌ sense?”

Fernan‌ replied while flipping​‌‍ a page.

“The‍ teams will be​‍ formed by the‌‌ professors as they‍⁠⁠ please. They’ll likely​ be balanced. What‌ matters is the⁠​ environment.”

Depending‌ on the terrain,⁠ the way of‌​ fighting, preparations, and​ strategies varied completely.‌

“Isn’t‍‍ all that written​‍‍ there?”

“You’re‍⁠ quick. We’re team​‍‌ 3, the terrain​ is mountainous with‍ hills. A circular⁠‌⁠ field about 5 km wide.”

Fernan⁠​​ closed the documents.‍⁠

“Are‌⁠​ you sure?”

“You‌‌ asked the wrong​‌ question.”

Luina,‍ full of fighting​ spirit, replied.

“We’re​ going to win.”‌

***‌‍

The⁠ general structure was‍⁠ similar to previous⁠ drills.

Each​‌⁠ student was given‍‌​ a map, which‍ not only ensured⁠⁠ their safety but⁠⁠ also determined their⁠⁠ elimination.

The​‍ only difference was‌​​ that the previous‍‌⁠ 100 teams had‌ been reduced to‌ 4.

The⁠‌⁠ goal was to‍ eliminate the others​ or capture the​ flags located in​‌ enemy bases.

The‍‍‍ rules weren’t complicated.‌ It was a commonly used method⁠ to train tactics⁠ and strategy.

“I’ll​ announce the teams.”‌‍

On‌​​ the day of⁠⁠‌ the exam, everything‌‌ was organized just‌‌ as the document⁠ Fernan had acquired⁠⁠ had described.

“You‌⁠⁠ are in the‍⁠‍ northern mountainous region.⁠​ You must capture​‌ the enemy’s flag‍ or eliminate all‌⁠⁠ of their members.”‌‍‌

That⁠‌​ brief explanation by⁠⁠ Professor Grad was​ the starting signal.​

Each‍ team was taken​⁠⁠ to their assigned​⁠ base, and under​​ the supervision of‌ professors and assistants,‍ the test began.​

Team‌ 3’s base, which⁠⁠‍ Fernan and Luina​‍​ belonged to, was‌⁠ on a wooded​⁠​ hill.

The⁠​ 50 students in⁠‍​ the team eyed‍‌ each other cautiously.⁠‍

In‍‌ group combat, unity‌ was key. If‍‌ everyone gave different‌ opinions without leadership,‍‌ they would just⁠ be a disorganized​ troop at the‍​ mercy of others.⁠‍

No​​ one there was‌ unaware of that‌​ reality.

“Does‍​ anyone here want⁠ to be the⁠⁠ captain?”

At​ the unexpected question,‍​⁠ tension rose.

Several​​‍ hands went up.⁠‍‍ Five in total.‌‌​ There were students‌ from both the‌ Knight Department and⁠‌ the Magic Department.‌​

But⁠‍​ Fernan didn’t move.⁠​​

It‌​ was important for⁠ Luina to become‍⁠⁠ the best, but‍ he had no‍ interest in being​‍⁠ captain. Of course,‍‌‌ if Luina wanted​ to do it,​⁠⁠ he would support‌ her. But he⁠‍‍ had no intention‌‍ of nominating himself.⁠‍

“You’re‍ not going to​‍ step up?”

“I​​​ don’t have a talent for leading​‍ others.”

“Doesn’t‍‌ seem like you‍ can’t do it.”⁠‌

“I’m⁠​​ not terrible, but⁠ if someone else‌‌ is better suited,‍​ there’s no reason​​‌ I should do‍ it.”

“Someone​ better suited?”

Luina⁠‌​ stared at him‍ without answering.

“Me?”⁠‌‌

“Yes.”​

“Don’t⁠ be ridiculous.”

“After‍ being with you,⁠‍⁠ that’s what I think.”

“I’ve⁠ never commanded a troop in front⁠ of you.”

“Even⁠‌ so, you’re the‍‍ only one among‌‍ us who’s led‍⁠ people in the‌‌⁠ field.”

She⁠ wasn’t wrong, though⁠‌⁠ leading merchants and‍ leading troops were‍‌ different things.

“Seems‍ the others think​​ so too.”

“What​ do you mean⁠‌ by that…?”

Fernan‍‌​ stopped. All the‍⁠⁠ students were looking‌ at him.

“Fernan‍‍ Pellenberg. We believe‌​‌ you’re the most‌​ fit to be⁠‍ captain.”

The‍‍‍ one who had‌⁠⁠ asked the initial‌‌ question stepped forward.‌

What⁠ was his name⁠ again? Ah, yes—Erun⁠ Rahas, 21st in​‍‌ the Magic Department.‍⁠​

“Me?”‌

“There⁠ are two reasons.⁠​ One, you have​ the highest rank.”‌​

“But⁠⁠‌ there’s Gert Grotz‍‌ and Neria Huffman.​‍‌ And Luina too.”⁠‌‍

“Luina‍ just gave up‌​ the spot. Gert​​ recommended you.”

Fernan‌​⁠ turned his head.⁠⁠

Among‌‍ the crowd, he​⁠⁠ saw Gert Grotz⁠ with a mocking‌⁠‌ smile, and his‍‍ companion Neria Huffman​​​ sighing as she⁠ gave a slight​‍ bow.

“And​⁠​ the second reason?”​

“You’re⁠⁠ the only one‍‌ with real experience‍​ leading people.”

“Working⁠ in a caravan‍‌ and a simulated‌​‍ battle aren’t the‌‍ same.”

“The‌‌⁠ rest of us​⁠ haven’t even done​ that. Also, you’re​ number one in​‍​ theory. No one‌⁠​ beats you there.”​‌

Fernan​ looked silently at‍ Luina. Her shining‍ gaze softened his‌‍​ heart.

He‍‌‍ didn’t want to​⁠​ do it. He⁠​ really didn’t. But‌ if Luina wanted⁠⁠‌ it…

And​ if this could‍‌ push ruin a bit further away.‌‌‍

“Alright.”‌‍

After‌‍‍ all, turning Luina‍ into the best‌‍ was the goal,‍‍⁠ and this was‍ the surest way.‌

“Since​‍‌ you chose me,‌ trust me completely.‌​‌ If you do,‍‍ I’ll lead you‌‍‍ to victory.”

He​‌‌ was confident. He​ could already guess‍‌ who the captains‌ of the other‌‍ teams would be.‌⁠‍

“Alright,‍‌‌ captain. What’s our⁠‍‍ first order? Defend​​ the base?”

“We’re‍ not doing something‌‌⁠ foolish like that.”‍⁠

Fernan​⁠‍ spread the map⁠​​ and pinpointed the‍ positions of the‍ other teams.

“Immediately​ send messengers to‍‍ team 2 and‌‌‍ team 4.”

A person used to​⁠ being above others.⁠‌​ With real experience​‍ leading troops.

And⁠‍‍ therefore, the most‍ advantageous in this⁠‌ test.

“We’ll‌‌ eliminate Ludger Schwaben‌‍ first.”

You‌​ take down public​‍‌ enemies before anyone​ else.

Together⁠ with everyone.

***⁠

Just‌​ as Fernan had‍ foreseen, the representative‍ of Team 1 was Ludger Schwaben.‍‍‌

“We​⁠ trust in His⁠‌‌ Highness.”

Excluding‌‍ Almon, he held‌‌​ the highest position.‌‌‌ He was a prince and also​⁠ had experience leading​⁠ knights, so there⁠​ was no better​‍‍ candidate.

“Yes,‌⁠​ trust me.”

Ludger‍⁠ also accepted it​ as something natural.‍‌

“Of‍‌ course I’m going‌ to win.”

Defeat⁠ wasn’t in his​ plans.

It‍ was true that‍ he had been‌​​ defeated by Fernan⁠‌‍ during the practice,‌‍ but that was‌ only because he‍‍ was caught completely‍⁠‍ off guard. Now‍ that the sword‌ had been drawn,‍ there was no⁠‌‌ way he’d lose.‍⁠‍

“First⁠ we’ll send a reconnaissance unit to‌ assess the situation‍​ of the other⁠‌​ teams and strengthen‍⁠​ our defenses.”

With⁠ the four teams⁠⁠‍ observing each other,⁠ the first to‌‍⁠ move recklessly was‌⁠‍ more likely to‌⁠‌ be eliminated.

Ludger⁠ began to plan‍‌ how to devour⁠‍‍ them one by⁠ one, with patience.‍‌‌

“Set‍⁠⁠ traps around the‌ perimeter.”

The⁠​‌ camp had supplies‌ for open-field combat.​ About thirty minutes‍​⁠ passed.

“Your‍‌‌ Highness, we have‍ a problem! Team‍⁠‌ 2 is heading⁠⁠​ this way!”

“How‍ many?”

“Around​ 30 people, it‌​​ seems.”

“Looks‌ like they left‌ only minimal defense⁠​‌ and are bringing‌​ almost everyone here.”​‍‍

At‌​‌ Almon’s words, Ludger‌‌‍ nodded. At that‍‌​ moment, the students‍ sent to scout‍⁠ the other teams​‍⁠ returned.

“Several⁠⁠ dozen from Team⁠‌‍ 3 are also​ coming this way!”‍‍

“Team‌‌⁠ 4 too, same!”⁠‌

“This​​​ is…”

The‌ students swallowed hard.⁠ No one was⁠‌ so dumb as‌ to not understand‍‍ what that meant.​

“They⁠‍ allied?”

Ludger⁠ let out a chuckle. In an⁠​ instant, he knew‌ who was behind‌​ it all.

“…Fernan​ Pellenberg. Seems we⁠‌⁠ think alike.”

He​​‌ had also planned‍​ to eliminate Fernan⁠‌ and Luina first,⁠ but they beat⁠⁠⁠ him to it.⁠‍

“What​ do we do,‍⁠ Your Highness?”

“What‍⁠ else? We resist.”‍

Just​‌ because they had‌⁠ allied didn’t mean​​⁠ he would fall​‍‌ without a fight.‍⁠ And it wasn’t​‌⁠ impossible to hold‌‍‌ out.

Even‍​ though three teams‍​ were coming, they‌ had all left⁠ some people behind​⁠ to defend their⁠‍ bases.

Approximately‌‍‌ 90 people were‍ approaching. Almost double‌‌‍ Team 1’s 50,‌‍‌ but that didn’t‌​ mean all was‌ lost.

“We’ve​ been setting traps‌‍ for half an‌⁠‍ hour. They’re not​ a well-coordinated regular⁠‍⁠ army. If we‍⁠⁠ hold out, we​⁠ might just make⁠ it.”

“Wouldn’t​ that just delay‍‌ the defeat?”

“That’s‍​​ why we won’t‍ just defend. We’ll‍ attack too. Almon.”⁠

“Yes,‍ Your Highness.”

Ludger⁠ unfolded the map​ and pointed to⁠ Team 4’s location.‌​​

“There‍‌⁠ should only be⁠ stragglers at their‍ base. Think you‍ can sneak in‍‌ and steal the‌⁠ flag?”

“Doesn’t​⁠ seem impossible. But⁠ if I leave,⁠‍ won’t that be‍ a big disadvantage?⁠‍⁠ I’m the only​‌ one who can‍ stop Luina.”

“Don’t‍​‌ worry. Fernan knows‍ me well, that’s‌ why he planned⁠ this. But I know Fernan just⁠ as well.”

Ludger⁠‌ smiled.

“Fernan⁠​ and Luina won’t‍ go all out.​‍​ Same with Gert‌​‌ and Neria. In​‌ that case, it’s‌ not impossible to⁠ hold out.”

“Understood.‌⁠ But… why Team‌​​ 4 and not‍‌‍ Team 2?”

Team‌​ 2 was closer​⁠ in terms of‌‍ distance. In a situation where you‍‍ didn’t know how​​ long you could​ hold, it made‍ sense to reduce‍​‍ a team as‌ soon as possible.‍​

“It’s‍‍ simple. Because Team‌‌‍ 2 has Carlo.”‍‌

“You‌​ don’t mean…?”

Ludger‌​ replied with an​ ambiguous smile.

Just⁠​ before the alliance​‌​ reached Team 1’s⁠​ camp, Almon silently‌ infiltrated.

***⁠⁠

Meanwhile,‌⁠‍ Fernan, who had​‌⁠ instigated the students⁠ to attack Team​​‌ 1, gave Luina‍​ a secret instruction.‍‌

“Luina,​‍ if we arrive‌‍ and the battle​​ unfolds as planned,‍​ don’t go all‌ out. Just cooperate‌ enough.”

“If​⁠⁠ it unfolds? You’re‍⁠ implying there might⁠​‍ not be a fight? And what⁠ do you mean​‍‍ by ‘just cooperate’?”⁠‌‍

“You’ll⁠ understand the first​⁠​ part when we​ get there. The⁠ second means that​‌ if it happens,​⁠ we shouldn’t finish‍‌ the fight too‌⁠​ quickly.”

If‍‌ they eliminated Ludger’s‌‌ Team 1, who​‌ would be the‍‌⁠ next target? Fernan‌‌ believed with 90%‌⁠ certainty it would⁠ be him.

There⁠‌ were many reasons.‌‌‍

Because‍​‌ his grades had​ improved recently. Because‌‌⁠ Luina Bercheff was​ highly prominent.

And‌ because he was​‍‌ the one who‍⁠ orchestrated this operation.​‍⁠

The‍‍​ students weren’t stupid.​⁠‌ They’d think about​ what came after​ taking down Team​​ 1.

But​‍‌ the same went​​​ for Fernan. That’s⁠ why he wanted⁠ to buy time.‍

Wait‍​‍ for Ludger to⁠ do something. Let⁠ the other teams​‍ suffer more damage.​

“…That’s​ cowardice.”

“In‌‌ combat, there is‌⁠‌ no cowardice, Luina.‍ Only victory.”

Just⁠‍ as there’s no‌​‌ dirty money, only‌ useful money.

“Would‌ you rather be​‍⁠ a cowardly champion​ or an honorable‌‌ loser? Your choice.”‍⁠​

“…Cha…‌ champion… no, lo…⁠ ugh.”

“You⁠‌‌ must be the‍ champion. It’s the‌⁠ first step to⁠ becoming a Royal⁠​‌ Knight.”

“…I’ll​ be the winner.”​‍

Luina⁠⁠ bit her lip⁠​​ hard.

“Good.‌⁠ Don’t forget, Luina.‌⁠⁠ Victory is justice.”​​

“……”​

“This‌​ is an act‍‍ of redemption for‌⁠​ asking something unfair‌ of a righteous​⁠ knight.”

“…Kraken​ ink chocolate?”

“A⁠​ luxury delicacy.”

She​​ brought the truffle‌⁠⁠ to her mouth.​⁠ Her previously gloomy‍⁠ expression instantly lit​‍ up with joy.​‌‌

“No‌​ matter the process,‌⁠ victory will be‍‌‍ as sweet as⁠​ this.”

“…Yeah,‌ you didn’t have⁠‍ to do all⁠ that, I’ll do⁠⁠‌ it anyway.”

Perfect.‍‌

Fernan​ smiled.

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