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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 62

Chapter 62

A few days before‍⁠‍ the descent of⁠‍⁠ Andromalius. At that​ same moment, Aint‍ was returning to⁠‌⁠ the academy by‌‌​ ship.

The‌ academy was in‍ full commotion with​ preparations for the​‍ new semester. And‌​ among everyone, Fernan​⁠ was probably the​​​ busiest person in‍⁠ the academy.

“Are‍⁠​ you sure we​ have enough supplies⁠ prepared?”

“Yes,‍ we’ve filled the‍ warehouse and also‌‌‌ brought in a good extra amount‌​⁠ just in case.”⁠⁠

“It’s‍ better to have‌‍⁠ too much than⁠‍​ too little. If‍ everything doesn’t sell‌ inside the academy,⁠ it can always‌‌‍ be sold elsewhere.”‍‌‍

“Yes.”⁠‍

The‌‌​ start of the‌‌⁠ semester meant the⁠​ return of the⁠ students, and wherever‌ people gathered, there‌ was always money‌ to be made.​‌⁠

“And‍​ the merchants downtown…?”‍‍

“Professor⁠​ Dominique requested teaching⁠ material for his‍ class…”

Besides,⁠ since a city⁠‍​ had formed within‌⁠ the island, they‌ weren’t limited to‍ students alone as‍⁠ sales targets.

“How‌ are the preparations⁠‍ for the festival⁠‍‍ going?”

Most‍ important of all‍‌ was that during‍ the second semester‌‌⁠ the academy’s largest‌⁠⁠ festival would be‍‍ held, coinciding with‌ the anniversary of‍‌ the Empire’s founding.​‌

And⁠‍ for a long​ time, the responsibility​​ for preparing supplies⁠⁠ and setting up‍⁠‌ the facilities had‍ fallen to the‌ Golden Turtle Guild.​​

“Don’t‌‍ do it carelessly​⁠ just because it’s‍ routine. Many distinguished​‌ guests will attend,‍‌‌ not a single⁠‌ mistake can happen.”‌‍⁠

“Yes.”‌‍

“It’s‌ the most profitable⁠​ time of the​⁠⁠ year. Remember, the⁠‌⁠ year’s earnings depend‌⁠⁠ on how much‍⁠ we make now.”‍‌‌

“Understood!”‌‍

Students‍ considered the Empire’s‍⁠‍ future, parents, and‌ visitors who came‍⁠​ to enjoy the⁠‍ festival.

The‍ academy festival was​ the second largest⁠⁠ among all those​‌‍ held for the​‍​ imperial anniversary.

The​ first, of course,‌‌‌ was the one‍‍⁠ celebrated in the‍⁠ imperial capital.

“That‌⁠‌ concludes today’s meeting.”​‌​

“Thank‍ you for your‍⁠ hard work!”

After⁠ two hours, the‍⁠ meeting finally ended.⁠

“What’s⁠‍⁠ the next appointment?”​‍⁠

“You​‌​ have a meeting‍ with the Merchant‌ Association.”

“And​​ Aint Armian?”

“He‍​ hasn’t returned to​⁠​ the academy yet.”​⁠

“Then‌‍‌ you go to⁠​ the meeting with⁠⁠ the Merchant Association‍​ in his place.”⁠

Fernan‌‌ reviewed the meeting⁠⁠ notes one last⁠ time and stood​⁠​ up.

“…Are‌​ you going out‍⁠‌ again?”

“Yes.⁠⁠​ Fieldwork.”

“There⁠ was no outing‍ scheduled apart from‌‍‍ the tasks you​ assigned me.”

“I’ll​‌ explain when I return.”

“I’ll​⁠ remind you—I’m not‍‍ a merchant.”

“But‍ you’re part of​⁠‌ the guild.”

“I’ve‍​⁠ never done any‍‌ trade work.”

“Don’t‍​‍ worry. The employees‍​​ will handle everything.‍‌ You just need⁠‍ to go and‌​⁠ act the part.”​‍⁠

“…No,‌⁠ but what—”

Hyde​ gave a hollow​‌ laugh, but Fernan​‌ had already left.‌⁠

“…He⁠‌ always seems to​ forget, but I’m⁠ not a merchant.​​ I’m a servant⁠ and a bodyguard.”​​​

Hyde⁠‍​ sighed in resignation.⁠‍⁠

***‌

In‍​‍ the warehouse, Fernan‍‌‍ began loading the‌‍ supplies.

“M-Master‌​​ branch manager…”

“Make⁠‌ sure to note⁠‌ properly that I was the one⁠‌​ who took them.​‍‌ Don’t worry.”

“Yes,​ understood…!”

After‍ calming down the⁠⁠‌ warehouse clerk, Fernan‍​⁠ departed.

The‍‍⁠ truth was that,‍‍ as the end⁠ of the vacation⁠​‍ approached, anxiety was​‌ gradually consuming him.​​

‘Andromalius.’⁠​‌

The⁠​ cause, of course,​ was the demon⁠‌ whose summoning was‍ foretold.

Even⁠​‍ knowing from the​​‍ book of prophecies​​ that the demon​ would descend, and​ that Aint would⁠⁠ defeat it in⁠⁠‌ the future, did​ not erase the​ fear a demon‍⁠ inspired.

‘After‌ all, it’s still⁠ a demon. The‍ first to appear‌‌​ on the continent⁠⁠ in a thousand‌‌​ years.’

He‌‍ couldn’t imagine how‌ powerful it would‍ be.

‘Will‍⁠‍ Aint really be⁠‍ able to stop‌⁠ it? The future⁠ has already changed.⁠⁠ Who knows what‌‍​ else could happen?’‍⁠

Normally,​‍​ he wouldn’t have‌⁠‌ been this restless,⁠ but the matter​​⁠ with Varus had⁠⁠ left a deep‍ impression.

A corrupt one that,​​ in theory, Aint‍‍‌ should have defeated‍ alone, ended up‍ gravely wounding Varus​ and killing several⁠​⁠ mercenaries from the‌‌ Black Spear.

Although‌​ Aint had ultimately‍‍‌ defeated it, would‌‌​ the same outcome‍‍ have been possible​‍ if Fernan hadn’t⁠ sent Varus?

Today’s⁠‌ outing was born​‍ of that anxiety.‍⁠

“Traps,​ you say?”

“Yes.”⁠‌

His‍‍‌ plan was to⁠‍‍ install as many‍​ traps and mechanisms​⁠ as possible around‌‍ the branch of‌‍ the World Tree,‌​​ to at least‍⁠⁠ land a blow‍​​ on Andromalius when‌ it was summoned.⁠

That⁠⁠ was his goal.⁠‍

“But…‍​ why go with‍‌ Senpai Luina?”

“Luina⁠ is also informed‌ about the corrupt.”‌

It‌ was a safety‌‌ measure, just in‍‍‍ case.

The‌ corrupt’s main target⁠‍‍ was Aint, so⁠‌ Fernan thought that‍​​ as long as‍⁠ Aint wasn’t present,​‌‌ the chances of⁠‍​ the demon descending‌⁠ were very low.⁠‍​

Even‌‌‌ so, just in‌⁠ case, he decided‌‍‍ to bring Luina.⁠‍

“Don’t‌ worry. I don’t‍‌ intend to tell‍ anyone about the⁠ World Tree branch.”‍‌

“Can​ she really be⁠​ trusted, senior?”

“Luina​‍‍ can be trusted.”‍⁠⁠

“If‌⁠ you say so,⁠​‌ there’s not much​ else to discuss.‌⁠⁠ Although I don’t​​ know if she’ll‍‌ like it.”

“The‌‍⁠ other person I wanted to introduce​⁠​ you to, Aria,​ was precisely Luina.”​⁠‌

At‌​‌ those words, both⁠‌ girls frowned at⁠⁠ the same time.‍

“…You‍‍ wanted to introduce‌ me to Aria?”​

“I​ had a pending‌ promise.”

“Didn’t⁠‍​ you know that‌⁠ the family that⁠‍ took the rights‍ to my family’s⁠ golden edict was‍⁠​ the Fridians?”

“The‌ deal was mediated‍ by the Pellenbergs.​​​ Both parties agreed,⁠​‍ and a fair⁠ price was paid.⁠⁠ Don’t tell me‍ you have an‌⁠ issue with that.”‍⁠

“No,⁠‌ of course not…⁠ but…”

Luina​ was not a saint who forgave​ everything with love​​ and understanding. Even‍‌ if a fair​‌​ price had been‍ paid, the true⁠ value of that‌⁠ edict was incalculable.⁠‌

It‌⁠⁠ was inevitable to​​ feel resentment toward‌​ the ones who⁠‌‍ had taken it.‍⁠​

And‌⁠ now that nobles⁠ were looking at‍ Bercheff differently after​‍‍ losing their marquis​​ title, all the⁠ more so.

“…It’s‍ not that I hate the Fridians.​ But I don’t‌‌‍ intend to get‌​ along with them⁠‌ either.”

“Like‍‌​ how our relationship‌‌​ used to be​‌‌ before?”

“……”​‌​

“There’s‍‍​ no real issue⁠‍​ between you two.​ On the contrary,‍‌ you share the⁠⁠ noble purpose of‌⁠‌ standing against the⁠⁠⁠ corrupt. Why not‍ work together?”

Luina⁠⁠ couldn’t answer right⁠‌ away.

“Wow,​⁠ senior… I’m impressed.‌​ You’re incredibly selfish.”‍

“So‍​​ what?”

“I​​​ don’t dislike bad​‌ boys. Besides, you’re⁠ from a princely​​ family.”

From‍​ Aria’s perspective, there⁠ was nothing to‍‍⁠ lose.

Fernan‍‍​ hadn’t done anything⁠‍⁠ wrong, but this‌​‍ gave her the​‌ chance to smooth‌ things over with​ the Bercheffs, who‍⁠‌ resented him.

“But‍‍‍ you said you‌‍​ were the direct‍ heir of the⁠⁠‍ princely family, right?”‍

“That⁠‌⁠ was a mistake.​ I skipped a word.”

The‌ word “ex.”

“Ha…”‍‌‌

Aria‍‍ let out a forced laugh. Luina‍​ tried hard to⁠ calm herself down.‍⁠

“…Yes,​‍ you’re right. There’s‍‍ no need for⁠⁠‍ us to fight‍ each other when​ a demon is‌ in front of⁠ us.”

“Seems‍ you’re more forgiving‌‌ than I thought,‍‌‍ Senior Luina. I hope we get‌⁠‌ along.”

Luina‌ was the first‍ to extend her‌ hand. Aria responded⁠‌​ with a bright⁠ smile and a handshake.

Once​ the matter was​‍‍ settled, the three​ headed toward the​ forest where the‍​‍ branch of the‍​ World Tree was‍​⁠ planted.

“…This‍ is the World​​⁠ Tree branch?”

“More‌​​ like, a contaminated‌​⁠ branch.”

“Seeing‌​ a manifestation of‌ the World Tree‍⁠ in this state⁠‌ is truly horrible.‌‍‌ We must allow​ it to rest‌ soon.”

The‍​ branch of the​⁠‌ World Tree seemed‍ in even worse⁠⁠‌ condition than before.‌‌ From grayish, it​​⁠ had turned completely⁠ black, and upon⁠‌ approaching, one could⁠‍⁠ clearly feel the⁠‍ demonic energy.

But​​ at least it‍‍ wasn’t spreading beyond​‌ a certain area.⁠⁠‍

“What​‍​ do you plan‌‍‍ to do with​‌‍ this?”

“Install​ traps.”

“Traps?”⁠⁠‍

“It‌​ can’t be that‌‍ the corrupt did‌‌ all this just‍ to corrupt the‌⁠ branch of the‍‌​ World Tree.”

“Of⁠​⁠ course not.”

Anyone⁠ could guess they⁠⁠​ were planning to⁠​ do something with​ the corrupted branch.⁠​⁠ Although no one‍​ imagined that this⁠ “something” would be‌ summoning a demon.‍​‍

“That’s⁠⁠ why I know‍‍ they’ll come back.‌ And I want​‌‌ to be ready‌‌ for that.”

“It’s​​​ not a bad​ idea, but I have a question.”‌‍‍

“Say⁠ it.”

“I⁠​ thought the branch‌‌ of the World⁠ Tree was a very valuable object.‌⁠‍ Why was it​ left unattended until‍ it reached this‌‍ point?”

“…Please⁠​‌ don’t dig into‌ my dark past.”⁠

“It’s‌‍‌ a long story,⁠ but there are‌‍ reasons.”

Luina‍​‌ didn’t press further.⁠

“But⁠ if you’re going⁠ to install magic‌‌‌ traps, do I really need to​ be here?”

“You’re​‌ my escort.”

“If⁠‍ the corrupt contaminated‌ the World Tree,‌‍‌ they might return​ at any moment.”​​

“This​​​ isn’t the World‌‍ Tree itself, just‌ a branch. The‌⁠‌ difference is like⁠ that between a Slime King and​ a regular slime.”⁠‌⁠

“Quite​ a difference. You’re‍‍ right, I take​‌​ it back.”

Luina‍ unsheathed her sword‌ and began watching‌ the surroundings.

“And‌ what do I do?”

“Escort‌‍ as well.”

“Am‌‌‍ I really necessary?”⁠⁠‌

“Do⁠⁠‍ you want to‌ dig?”

“Elves’⁠ eyes surpass even‌ those of eagles,‍ you know?”

Aria⁠‍​ positioned herself on‍‌​ the opposite side⁠ of Luina.

‘Good,⁠⁠⁠ then…’

The⁠ traps weren’t anything‌‍ extraordinary.

‘First,‍‌ I have to‍⁠ dig…’

Rumble.⁠ Using magic, Fernan​​‍ dug into the‍‍ ground and drew​‌ magic circles inside.‌‌ The purpose of​⁠ burying them was​⁠‍ so the corrupt​ wouldn’t detect them​ easily.

‘This‍⁠ isn’t the time‌​ to cut corners.’‍

He‍ reinforced the magic⁠ circles with reagents,⁠‌⁠ inserted scrolls into‌‌​ them, and supplemented‌‍‍ them with entire‍ vials of enchanted‌ holy water.

Thus,‌⁠ he set dozens‍⁠⁠ of them. One‍​ or two might​⁠​ not do much,‍ but with so‍‍‌ many vials of​​‌ holy water combined‌⁠‌ with magic, even​⁠​ a demon would​​ have to retreat.​‌

‘And⁠​​ besides…’

Fernan‍​​ pulled out one⁠ last scroll.

It‍‌‍ was different from‍ the others—more elegant⁠ and luxurious. It‍‍‍ contained advanced magic,‍ and therefore, was⁠ very expensive.

If⁠‌⁠ everything went according​⁠ to plan, it⁠​ would be the‌​​ finishing blow against​ a weakened Andromalius‍‌ after the traps​​ and holy water.‌‌

Once‍‍​ he finished installing‌‍‌ all the traps,​⁠ Fernan checked the⁠​ surroundings again.

The​‍ key to a trap was imperceptibility,‍⁠ so nothing could‌​ look out of‍‍ place.

Just‌​ as he activated‌⁠​ another spell to‍⁠ make sure—

─!⁠‍

It‍ began with a faint vibration. Very‍‍⁠ faint.

So⁠‍ subtle that only‍‍ a geomancer like‌‌ Fernan, who was​⁠‌ digging into the‌​‍ ground, could notice⁠ it.

“…What‌‍ is that?”

Rumble!​

The⁠‍​ blackened branch of​ the World Tree‍⁠‌ began extending deeper​ roots, stretching, growing.‌‌

“…The​ branch of the‍ World Tree is…‍⁠‍ growing?”

“Aria!”‌

But⁠ no one saw‍ it as a good sign.

The⁠⁠​ energy it gave⁠⁠​ off wasn’t the⁠ pure mana typical‍ of the World‍⁠‌ Tree, but a cursed, dense energy.‍‍‍

“The‍ World Tree is​ crying out!”

Aria⁠⁠‍ confirmed it. Her​‍ pupils trembled as⁠⁠ if in an⁠⁠ earthquake.

‘…Wait.​‌ It can’t be.⁠​ Right?’

It‌​ couldn’t be. It⁠‍‍ couldn’t.

Fernan‌​ desperately tried to‍‍ deny the premonition‍⁠ that suddenly struck‍​⁠ him.

“Aria,​‌ what’s happening?!”

“That’s‌‌ what I’d like‌ to know!”

“…What‌‌​ the hell did​‌ you touch?”

“Nothing,‌​ I didn’t touch‌​ anything!”

No‌ one knew why‍ the branch of‍⁠ the World Tree,​‍‌ which had seemed‍⁠⁠ on the verge‌‍‌ of dying, suddenly‌ began to grow,⁠‌ nor why the⁠⁠ demonic energy was‌ intensifying.

They‍‌​ only knew one‌‌‍ thing for certain—it​ wasn’t a good⁠ sign.

Luina⁠‌ unsheathed her sword.​​⁠ Aria summoned her‍ spirit.

“We​‍‌ should’ve released this‍‍ branch long ago!”‍​

Aria‌‍⁠ pointed her staff.‍​ The wind she⁠​⁠ invoked turned into‌⁠‍ blades that attacked⁠ the Tree.

Swoooosh!‌⁠

“What​‍⁠ was that!?”

“A​⁠ shield!?”

A dark barrier of⁠‌‍ demonic energy had​ appeared around the​‌ Tree. Luina struck⁠‌ immediately with her‌ sword.

Clang!‍⁠​

This⁠‌ time it worked.​ The impact made‌⁠ the trees around⁠​ them shake violently⁠ and fragments of​ the barrier scatter.‌⁠​

Through⁠​ the shards, a small crack was‍​‌ revealed.

“There,‍‌ Luina! Block it!”​⁠‌

Fernan⁠ shouted in excitement​ and began preparing​‍⁠ magic, but he⁠⁠ couldn’t follow through.‍‌

Craaaack!⁠⁠

The​‍ branch of the​‌ World Tree rose⁠⁠ and pierced through⁠​ space itself.

“…What‍‌‌ is this…?”

“What’s​ happening?”

The​ crack widened. And‌‌ when it reached‌ the size of‍‍ a small hole—​

Crack.‍⁠

A white hand emerged,​‌ tearing the crack‌‌ apart violently.

The‍ sky ripped open.‌​ A hand appeared​​‌ out of nowhere.​ Space itself split.‍‍

None⁠⁠ of it seemed​‌ real. But it‌‌⁠ was.

The‌‍ crack opened wide,‌‍‍ and suddenly, a creature emerged from‍ within.

“A‌ person?”

“No…‍‌​ that can’t be‍‍⁠ human.”

It‌‌⁠ had a humanoid​‍ shape, but its‍‌‌ aura was not⁠‍‍ human. It was‌‌ something else.

“That⁠⁠ cursed energy…!”

“What…‌‍‌ what’s happening?”

Its​ eyes were unsettling,‌⁠ its presence overwhelming,​‌‌ its demonic energy​‍ crushing. On its‌​⁠ left arm, a massive serpent coiled.⁠

The​ figure was exactly​​ as described in‍‌​ the books.

“Andromalius…”⁠‍

They‌​​ could no longer‍⁠ deny it.

“No…⁠⁠ it can’t be…!”⁠‌

Why⁠ now? Why exactly‌ now?

Just‍⁠ when they had⁠‍ come to prepare‍​ traps just in‌ case.

Just⁠​‍ when Aint wasn’t‌⁠ there.

Fernan⁠‍ screamed in silence.​​‍

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