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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 70

Chapter 70

Early‍‍‍ in the morning,‌ Fernan was reviewing​‌ reports while drinking‌‍ coffee.

“I​‌ thought I knew‌‌ everything about you,​‍‌ young master, but‌ lately I don’t‌ understand you in‍⁠ the slightest.”

One‍​​ of the reports‍⁠‌ dealt with the​ current state of‌‌ the search for‌​ the corrupted within​⁠‌ the academy.

‘They​ were very well​⁠ hidden…’

Three⁠ bases discovered. Twelve‌​ corrupted captured or‌ eliminated.

“A​‌‍ demon, a demon!​ Nothing else, a demon! Did you⁠‍‍ not even consider⁠​ the possibility that​‍⁠ a demon could‍​ be summoned while‌​⁠ you were fighting‌⁠ the corrupted?”

When​⁠​ had they begun‌⁠‌ to nest inside‍⁠ the academy? Their⁠‍ number far exceeded‍ any expectation.

‘If‍‌‍ that’s only what​​ has been uncovered,⁠​⁠ I don’t even‌‍ want to imagine​ how much more⁠‍​ there is.’

Fernan⁠​‌ did not believe‌ that those were‌ all the infiltrators⁠ within the academy.‌⁠

“If‍‍‌ not for Aint‌‌⁠ Armian and the​⁠ others, you would‍⁠‍ have died. No,‍ in fact, you⁠ are dead.”

From‍‍‌ all he had​⁠⁠ lived through until‍‌⁠ now, it was‍⁠‍ clear that the‌‍‌ power and stealth​ of the corrupted​‍‍ were far greater​‌​ than had been​ thought.

“You‍‍ are not someone‍‍ who acts out⁠‍ of a sense⁠ of justice, so⁠ why on earth‌ are you doing⁠ this? Please, come​⁠⁠ to your senses!”​‌⁠

What‌‌‍ they had shown⁠​ until now was‍​ too much for‍⁠​ him to think​‌ a single incident⁠ would be enough⁠⁠​ to eliminate them.⁠‍

‘The⁠‌‍ Rising Moon Bookstore?⁠⁠ That was where​‍‍ Bella Hoenne was‍‍ infected with demonic‌⁠ magic.’

He⁠‍ remembered not finding‍ anything strange at​⁠ that time. The‍‌‍ ability of the‌⁠ corrupted to hide‌‍ terrified him.

“And‌ don’t assign me‍​ any more tasks,​⁠‌ please. Even if‌‍ you order it,‌⁠​ I won’t do⁠ it.”

And‍‌‍ even more terrifying⁠​‍ was the academy,‍⁠‍ which had managed‌​ to find that.⁠⁠

‘I‍​‍ suppose an archmage‌‌‌ is an archmage.’⁠⁠⁠

Not​⁠ even searching desperately‍​ had they found​‍ anything, and yet​​ he did it​⁠ in one strike.‍‌

Of​‍⁠ course, it wasn’t‍⁠ only the rector’s​​ merit. There was⁠ a big difference‍​​ between openly mobilizing⁠‌ the whole academy⁠‍ and conducting a secret search.

“I⁠ am your official‍​‍ escort, sir. Do⁠ you realize the​ fright I got⁠‌‌ when I learned‍⁠ you had fought​‌ against a demon‍⁠​ without me?”

Finally,‍⁠ Fernan, who had‍​ been ignoring him,‍ spoke.

“Are⁠ you going to‍‌⁠ keep going on‌‌ like this much⁠ longer?”

“This‌‍ is going to‌ take me months.‍⁠ You have no‌‍⁠ sense of danger.”⁠‌‍

“I⁠ also know I was in danger.‍ But it was​‍ pure bad luck.​⁠​ Come on, who​ would expect a demon to be⁠ summoned inside the​‍‍ academy?”

“Then‌ why did you⁠⁠‌ leave me behind?”​​

“From​⁠‌ now on, wherever​‍‍ I go, I’ll⁠​ go with you.‌‍⁠ Satisfied?”

“…It‍‌‌ seems insufficient, but‍ I accept.”

Hyde‍​ nodded with a clearly displeased expression.‌‍‍

From⁠‍ Fernan’s point of‍⁠ view, it felt​‍ a little unfair​ to be blamed.‌​

He⁠⁠ was not like‍​ Aint, someone with​‌‌ a great sense​⁠ of justice. He⁠ was a practical​ man who valued‌ money and his‌‍​ life.

All​ this had been⁠ a monumental misfortune.‍‌‍ If he had‍ known that a demon would appear,⁠ of course he⁠ would have brought‌⁠ Hyde. Just as‌ he did when⁠​​ transporting the branch‍‌​ of the World​​ Tree.

“A‌⁠ letter has arrived⁠​ from the duke.”⁠​

“Give⁠‌ it to me.”‍‍

Fernan​⁠ opened it.

“I‌‌ received the recording‍ crystal you sent‌ me. It was⁠‌​ a real demon.​‍ Andromalius, the seventy-second⁠​ demon. His presence⁠‍ could be felt⁠‌ even through the​‌‌ crystal—chilling. And seeing‌​‍ Aint Armian and‌ Luina Bercheff face⁠ him, I am‍​ beginning to understand​​​ your decisions.”

When⁠⁠ Fernan had shown‌‌‍ him proof of‍​‌ the corrupted, the‍​ duke had decided​‌ to fight evil​ alongside him, but‌​ that didn’t mean⁠‍‌ he understood everything.⁠

Luina​‌ Bercheff.

He‌​‌ had only turned⁠​⁠ a blind eye⁠‌ to Fernan’s decisions‍‍​ out of convenience,⁠‍‌ given the business‌‌⁠ of the magical‌‌ crystal mine. He‌‍ still thought Fernan​⁠​ had been mistaken.‍‍‌

But‍‍ now that he‍‍ had seen the⁠ recording, he thought​‌ differently.

What‌‌ he had once⁠ believed to be‌⁠‌ a flimsy excuse⁠ now seemed like‍‌ true talent that​ justified it.

“Sir​⁠ Amod said that‌‍ he surpassed his⁠ own self at​ that age. And‌⁠ in a sense,‍‍​ you have a better eye than‌⁠ I do for‌​ recognizing people.”

After⁠‌ acknowledging his judgment‍‌⁠ came the words‌‍⁠ Fernan had longed‍​ to read.

“As⁠​ for anything related⁠‌⁠ to demons, act‌ first and report⁠​‍ later. As long​​ as you have​​ justified reasons, it​⁠ will not be⁠‌ considered an abuse⁠ of authority.”

But‌ not all was⁠‍‍ good news.

“Although,‍ it seems there​ are parts of‌⁠ the recording that‍‌‍ are incomplete. According‍​‍ to Lord Duleo,⁠‍ there are no‌‍​ signs of tampering,​​ so you must‍ have recorded it‍‍⁠ that way from‍‌⁠ the start. I can imagine what‍​‍ you concealed, so​‍ I won’t ask.”‍⁠

“But​‍​ there is something‌ I cannot ignore,‌‍ so I will‍‌ ask you: as‍⁠ soon as the‍ recess began, you‌‌ returned home and‍​ immediately focused on‌ building a golem.‌⁠​ As if something​⁠⁠ were chasing you.”‌‍‍

The‌⁠ duke had reconstructed‌⁠​ the events with‍⁠ precision.

“Fernan‍‌ Pellenberg, you knew‍ that a demon​ was going to​​​ manifest, didn’t you?”⁠

“……”‌⁠‍

“You‌​ used my artisans,​‍ my facilities, and​⁠ didn’t even pay.‌ What a shameless‍⁠ act. I look‍⁠ forward to the‌‍⁠ next recess. We‌‍⁠ have much to‌‌ discuss.”

Fernan⁠ swallowed dryly.

…How‌‍ on earth was​ he going to‍‍ justify that?

A chill ran down‍ his spine.

***‌

“Are‍‌​ you going to‌‌ participate in the‍‍⁠ jousting tournament?”

“Yes.”​‌

Fernan,‍​‍ with two cups⁠‌ of coffee, sat⁠‌‍ down in front‌​ of Luina, who‌ was filling out⁠​⁠ the form. Despite​‌‍ the looks around‌ them, they quickly⁠ dissipated; perhaps because‌​‌ she was already​​‌ used to it.⁠‍

“And?​‌ Do you think​​ you can win⁠​ this time?”

“I⁠⁠‌ have the confidence​‍‌ that I won’t‌ lose to anyone.”‍‌

“Not⁠‍ even against Rob‍‌‍ Kaelin?”

“Yes.”⁠⁠

Luina​‌⁠ nodded firmly.

Rob⁠‌⁠ Kaelin was the​⁠ top student of‍ the fourth year⁠‌ in the Department⁠ of Knights.

It‌‌​ was unfortunate, but‌ not every year‌‍ produced talents equally.​ In fact, the​​​ fourth-year generation was‌ particularly weak compared‍‍ to others.

Rob‍‌‍ Kaelin was the‍‌ only standout who​ saved the honor‌⁠‌ of his class.‌‍‍

“Last‌‌‍ year you reached⁠ the round of⁠‍ sixteen, right?”

“I‌ lost against Sir‍​ Rob in that⁠ round.”

“Almon⁠ fell in the⁠ round of thirty-two.”‍​⁠

“He‍‍ also ran into​​⁠ Sir Rob.”

That‍ was the misfortune⁠ of both. Two‌ monsters above first-year‍‌‍ level faced an‌⁠​ even greater monster‌​​ and couldn’t advance‍ further, though they​⁠ deserved to.

“And‍ this time?”

“Of​ course.”

The‌‍⁠ Luina of now‌ was very different‌ from the one⁠‍‍ last year.

From‍​ the small gains‌​ through time and‌ training, to the⁠‍ battle against the⁠ corrupted and demons,⁠ and even the⁠‌ elixir Fernan had⁠ given her—everything had‌​ raised her level⁠⁠⁠ enormously.

“And‍ you, aren’t you⁠‍ going to participate⁠⁠‌ in the magic‍‍ tournament?”

“There’s​⁠ no need.”

“I‍ really don’t understand⁠‌‍ you…”

Luina’s‍‍ face tensed slightly.⁠

“…This‌‍ coffee is so‌‌‌ bitter.”

“I‍ ordered it bitter​‍ on purpose. I brought something that⁠⁠ goes well with‍ it.”

It‍‍ was chocolate. A fine, elegant sweet,⁠ smooth and refreshing‌‍‌ at the same​ time.

“…What’s‍ this?”

“Chocolate⁠‌ made with bark‍‍⁠ from the World‍‌ Tree. I bought⁠ it from Aria.⁠​‌ Elves eat it​ very sweet.”

And‌‌‍ it was true.‍​ Although so sweet‍‌ it numbed the​​ tongue, it melted‌‍ gently in the‌ mouth. The combination⁠⁠ with the bitter‌‌ coffee was excellent.⁠‍‌

“This‍ is very valuable…‌⁠‍ Thank you. But‌ why don’t you‌‍ participate?”

“Why⁠ are you asking?”​‌

“Because⁠⁠​ it’s a pity.‌‍‍ You already got​⁠ first place, isn’t​​⁠ it useless to⁠⁠ keep hiding your‍⁠​ abilities?”

“You’re‌ right, partly.”

If‍ he had hidden⁠⁠ them from the‍ beginning, it could⁠ be understood, but⁠ Fernan was already‍ the center of​⁠‌ attention as the‌‌‌ top student.

Even​ if he paired‍⁠‌ with Luina in⁠ class, his position‌‍​ wasn’t at risk,‌‌⁠ so participating or‍ not in the​‍ tournament wouldn’t change⁠ anything.

However.⁠

“Luina⁠ Bercheff. You’re overlooking⁠ something important.”

“What?”‍‍

“In⁠⁠‌ the magic tournament,​‌ it’s forbidden to⁠​‌ use artifacts and‍ scrolls.”

“……”​

Though⁠‍ Fernan wasn’t weak‍‌​ without them, it​‍⁠ was undeniable that‌​ much of his‌ performance came from‌ equipment bought with‍‍ money.

“So‌ don’t worry about​ me and focus‌‌ on doing well‍ yourself. I trust​ you.”

“…You‍⁠ trust me?”

“Yes.‍ I believe you’re⁠‍ going to win.”‍⁠‍

Those⁠​​ words made Luina​‍‍ pause for a moment. Then, regaining‌‍‌ her composure, she‍‍ asked.

“…Are​‌​ you going to‌‌ bet money on​⁠⁠ me?”

“If⁠ I win thanks⁠‌‌ to you, of​ course I’ll give⁠⁠ you a share.”⁠​

She‍​ knew it.

Luina⁠‌​ let out an‍⁠ empty laugh.

“Then⁠⁠‌ I’d like you⁠⁠‍ to deduct part‌‌⁠ of my family’s‌​​ debt.”

Even⁠​ if it wasn’t⁠​‌ much, everything helps.⁠

“Of‍ course.”

Fernan‌‌ smiled confidently. That‍ was how Luina‍‌ remembered it.

After​​‌ that, they only‌‌‌ talked about trivial⁠⁠‌ things before parting.​⁠

But⁠ even so—

“Aina,‌​ Bella. Let’s go‍‍ again.”

Perhaps‌ because she felt⁠‌​ the weight of‌‌ those expectations, even‍⁠‍ knowing it was‌ all for money.‍

“Again?”​‍

“You’re⁠⁠‍ going to kill‌​ me…!”

Luina⁠‌ felt a surge​​ of motivation for‌ no clear reason.⁠‌

She⁠‌​ wanted to return‍⁠ the favor. Whatever‍⁠⁠ the reason, Fernan​‍ had given her⁠ much.

“I’m⁠⁠ going.”

“W-wait!”⁠‌

“You’re‌‌ way too focused!”‌‌

The​‍⁠ hand that held‍​ the sword gripped​⁠ tightly.

***​‌

Central​ region of the​⁠ Empire.

Territory​​‍ that was once⁠‌ the Kingdom of⁠​ Armian, ruled by‌ the family of‌ the same name,‍ but now belonged‍‍⁠ to the Duchy‌​ of Schwaben.

There‍‌ was the headquarters‍‍‌ of a fairly‍‌ famous organization.

“…Corrupted?”‌⁠‌

The‌ man rubbed his⁠‌‍ eyes and checked⁠‍ the report again.⁠⁠⁠ But what it‌​​ said hadn’t changed.⁠​

“Have⁠⁠ corrupted truly appeared?”‍​‌

“Yes,​ that’s correct.”

Those​​ who sold their‌⁠ souls to demons‍‍ to gain power.⁠‌ Corrupted, demon worshippers,​⁠ dogs of hell,‌​ traitors of humanity—they‍‌ were called many‍‍ things, but nowadays​⁠‍ they were simply‌‍ known as the‍ cursed.

“Could‍‍ this be another⁠‌‌ forgery? If we‍‌ get caught again,​‍​ we’re finished…”

“It’s⁠ a direct report.‌⁠ Please read it‍ carefully.”

“A‍ report? Is it​⁠ from someone reliable?”⁠

Since​ the disappearance of⁠‌ the demons, the​‌ corrupted had also‌ been eliminated or‌‌ gone into hiding‌ due to imperial⁠​‍ persecution. They were⁠ believed extinct for​‌ centuries.

“Yes.‌‌ It was submitted‍​ by Mikale Montella.”‌⁠

“Mikale​ Montella?”

The​‍​ man’s eyes widened.​‍

“The​‌‍ rector of the‌​ academy?”

“And​‌ an archmage.”

“Really?”​‌‌

“Completely‌ true.”

“A​‌‍ man like that⁠ wouldn’t send a false report out‍⁠ of boredom.”

“Definitely​⁠ not. The corrupted⁠​ were discovered inside​ the academy.”

“Ha…!”‌‌‌

Now​​⁠ understanding the situation,‍⁠​ the man began​ to read the⁠‍​ report thoroughly.

“The‌‌ cursed attacked students‍‍‌ inside the academy…?”⁠​​

“And‌​‍ not only that.‌‍‌ They had infiltrated‍‍⁠ the entire academy.”‌

“Those⁠‌ damned bastards…! They’ve‍​ lost all fear.‍ How dare they⁠ in the academy…?”​

The‍⁠ man exploded with​⁠ rage. But both⁠​ his eyes and⁠ his smile contradicted‍‌ him.

“If‍ there is scum‌​‍ threatening the future⁠ of the Empire,⁠‌‌ we cannot stand⁠⁠⁠ idly by, right?”‌⁠

“Of‍​‍ course not.”

“Can‌‍​ you imagine the‍ fear the students⁠​​ felt? Those worms‌ sold their souls‌​ to a demon.”‍‌

“They‌⁠‌ must all be⁠⁠‌ exterminated.”

“Exactly.⁠⁠ For things like‍‌ this, experts are‌⁠⁠ needed.”

Like​ us.

The​‍⁠ man’s smile widened.‍‌

“Find⁠‌ a ship. We’re‍‌‌ going to the‌​ academy. We must​‍​ protect our poor,‍​⁠ frightened students.”

Those​‍​ who prospered when‍​‌ demons existed.

Those‌ who even wished‌ they would return.‍​​

The⁠⁠​ Empire called them⁠‍‍ the Inquisitors.

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