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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 82

Chapter 82

The​⁠⁠ wave of monsters‍‍‍ and demonic beasts‌ was unfolding in​⁠‌ real time, so‌⁠ the academy students⁠‌ had no luxury‌‌​ of traveling peacefully‌‍ across the continent.‌

“All‌‌ right, everyone, please‍ step onto the‍⁠‍ magic circle.”

At‌‍ the mage’s command,‍⁠‌ two professors and⁠‍ nine students moved​‍​ forward and positioned‌ themselves on the⁠‍‌ circle.

“When⁠⁠ using the transport‍⁠‍ circle, mana becomes‍​ unstable and may‌ cause some dizziness,‍‍ so keep that‌‌ in mind.”

After​‌⁠ these brief instructions,​ the circle began⁠ to glow.

“Destination:‌⁠‍ the capital of‌⁠‍ the County of‍ Altrierc, Artc. Number​‌ of people: twelve.⁠‌⁠ Activating circle.”

A flash enveloped them​ and, in the⁠​ blink of an‌⁠‍ eye, the world​ changed.

“Welcome!‌‌ Professor Grad Xanth,⁠‍‍ Professor Rosalia Vienderk,​​ and nine students,‍ correct?”

The‌ surroundings had completely‍ changed, even the‌ mages receiving them.​‌ Professor Grad showed‍‍ his identification plaque,​‍‍ and the mage,‍ after verifying it,​ nodded.

“Welcome‌‌‍ to Altrierc! I am Deid, knight⁠⁠ of this land.”‍‍‍

“I⁠ am Professor Grad⁠ from the academy.”​⁠

The‍‍ knight greeted them‌ alongside the mage.‌⁠​

“Please,‍⁠ follow me. I’ll‍‍⁠ guide you.”

“Are​⁠‍ we going to‌ meet the count?”‌⁠

“No.​⁠ Although the count‍‍ was eagerly awaiting​‌ the arrival of‌‍‍ the Empire’s new‍‌ sprouts, he is​‍⁠ currently at the⁠ defensive wall. You’ll‌⁠​ be able to‌ see him there.⁠‌ For now, I’ll‌⁠ take you to​⁠​ your lodgings.”

The​ capital of Altrierc,‌‍ Artc, seemed incredibly‍ peaceful for a territory at war.‍⁠

The‍‍‍ faces of the‌‍‌ people showed no⁠‍ worry or distress;‍⁠ nothing looked destroyed,​⁠ nor were there‍‍ corpses in the‍​⁠ streets.

Artc‌⁠​ was some distance⁠ from the walls​⁠​ where the fighting‌‍ occurred, but that‌​⁠ calm was mainly‍‌​ due to the‍‌ absolute trust they⁠‌ had in their​⁠​ count.

‘Or‌ maybe they’re just​‍‍ used to it.’‌​‍

Since‍⁠‍ ancient times, Altrierc‌‌ had withstood relentless‌ waves — before,​ assaults from demonic‌ beasts from the​ north; now, hordes‌‌ coming from the‌‌‌ desert.

The⁠ enemy changed, but​ war had always​​‌ been their daily⁠‍​ bread.

“What‍ do you think?​‍⁠ That is the‌⁠ statue of the‌​‍ first count…”

“…And⁠‌ that is the‌​‍ famous Pasa Bell.​ It is said‌‍‌ that the first​ Emperor, founder of‌​ the Empire, left⁠ it as an‌ inheritance…”

As‍ they moved forward,‌ Deid proudly explained​‌ each monument.

What​⁠‌ caught Fernan’s attention‍‌‍ was the Pasa⁠‌ Bell.

Just⁠​‍ as the knight‍‌⁠ said, it was‍‍ an artifact left‌ by the first‌‍ Emperor. The sound‌⁠ of that bell​⁠ contained a power⁠​ of extinction capable‍‍ of weakening demons.⁠‍

‘They‌ say that… because​‍ in a thousand⁠‌ years it hasn’t‍​‌ been used again.’‌‍

No​‌ one had been​​ able to verify‍ it since the‌‌⁠ demons disappeared. But‌‌⁠ according to the​‌ prophecy book, it⁠ was authentic and‌‍ truly effective. That’s​‍‌ why the corrupt⁠⁠ wanted to destroy⁠ it.

‘Then,​⁠​ in this area,​‌‍ that damn corrupt⁠ must be hiding…’‍⁠⁠

“What‌⁠ an intense look.”‌‍‍

Fernan‍‌‌ snapped out of‌‍ his thoughts when‍⁠⁠ he noticed a cold stare fixed​⁠‍ on him.

“What‌‌‌ do you mean?”‍‍

“While‍ looking at that‌​‌ bell, your face⁠‌‌ was like someone⁠​⁠ about to commit​ murder. Are you‍‌‍ a corrupt?”

“What⁠​‍ nonsense are you​‍ saying?”

“Didn’t​‌‍ you find the‌ joke funny?”

“That‍⁠‌ was a joke?”⁠‍‌

“Forget​‌ it.”

Fernan‌ let out a brief laugh.

“We’ve‌‌ arrived.”

The‌​ knight led them‍ to the lord’s‌ fortress at the⁠​‍ center of the‍‌​ city. The castle’s​‍ grand quarters would‍ be their lodgings.‍‍

“Thank‌⁠ you.”

“You’re​‍ welcome. The count‍ would have liked⁠​‌ to welcome you‍​ personally, but he‍​ is at the‌ front. Even the​⁠ countess and her⁠‌ children have gone⁠​ up to the‌⁠​ wall.”

It‍‌‌ wasn’t surprising. Everyone‌‍ knew the countess⁠​ was the family’s⁠⁠ best knight, and​ her children were​​ equally notable. As⁠​‌ soon as the​‌​ monster wave began,‍​​ the whole family‍ headed to the‌⁠ battlefield.

“In‍ his place, tonight​⁠​ the chief butler​ will dine with​⁠ you.”

“Understood.”‍

“Tomorrow​ at dawn, you’ll⁠ depart with the‌​‍ order of knights‍⁠ to the wall.​⁠‌ If you need‍ anything, just pull‌⁠​ the service cord.​​ See you later.”‌⁠​

The⁠ twelve assigned rooms​​ were spacious and‍​ elegant.

“No⁠ need to fight‌‍ over them. Pick⁠⁠ one and rest.”⁠

Each‌‍ student took a room, though Fernan⁠ stayed still.

“What’s‍ wrong, Fernan? Do‍ you want to​ say something?”

“May⁠ I go out​⁠‍ to explore the⁠​​ city during our⁠‌ free time?”

“We​‍‍ didn’t come here​⁠ for sightseeing.”

“I’m‍⁠‌ not going out‍​‍ for sightseeing either.”‌

“Then​ what for?”

To‍ find the corrupts’⁠‍ hideout.

“To‍ do some market‍ research.”

“In⁠​ this context?”

“Precisely​ because of this‌ context, it’s worth‌ it.”

“No.”⁠

Fernan‌⁠ showed a small‍ bag of money.⁠​⁠

“Do⁠​​ whatever you want,‌‍‍ but don’t cause‌ trouble.”

“Can‌ I take other‍ students?”

“Do‍‌⁠ whatever you want,​‌‍ but check with‌​⁠ Knight Deid first.”‌​⁠

“Yes.”​

Fernan‍​ pulled the cord‌ in his room.⁠⁠⁠

‘Tonight​‍ is the only‍ night we’ll spend‍‍ here. Before it​‍⁠ ends, I must‌​ find that hideout.’‌‌

He‍​​ couldn’t waste time‌‍ — finding it‌ or not would‌ make all the​​ difference in his⁠‍​ whole plan.

“Did​ you call for⁠‌‍ me?”

Shortly‍ after, Deid appeared.​

“Can⁠ I go out‍​​ before lunch?”

“Of‍‌‌ course. I only‍‍ ask that you‌‌ allow me to​‍‍ accompany you.”

“I⁠​ don’t mind.”

That’s‌‍‍ what he expected,‌ and it even⁠‌ suited him. If⁠‍​ he was discovered‍‌​ alongside the knight,⁠ his credibility would‍ be greater.

“Can‍ we go right‌⁠‍ now?”

“Of​​ course.”

Deid‍ nodded.

***‍⁠⁠

“Would⁠​​ it be all‍⁠​ right if I take you to‌‌ the market first?”‍‍

“I‍‌ would appreciate it.”​​

Fernan⁠​​ put on his‌‌​ coat and went‍ out with Knight‍​⁠ Deid.

He‍⁠ didn’t bring Aint‌ or Luina with​ him. In a situation where he‌​‌ still didn’t know‌​‌ where the corrupt⁠ ones might be,‌⁠​ he couldn’t drag‍ them along recklessly.‌​

“Because‍⁠⁠ of the war,‍​ there seem to​​‍ be many weapon⁠ stalls.”

“Yes.⁠⁠⁠ Most knights and‌ soldiers receive supplies​​⁠ from the Golden⁠⁠ Turtle Company, but⁠⁠ not the mercenaries,‌⁠ so there’s always⁠⁠ activity here. It‍​ increased with the⁠⁠​ war, but not‌ by much.”

“I‌‍‌ see.”

In‌‍ truth, this wasn’t⁠ new for Altrierc.⁠​​ They had always​​ fought against the⁠‌‌ hordes coming from‌‍‌ the Taklakan Desert,‍⁠‍ so the demand‍ for weapons surprised⁠⁠‍ no one.

‘Where‌⁠​ could it be?’‌

As‍ he walked through​ the market, Fernan’s‍​ gaze naturally turned​ toward the Bell⁠‍ of Pasa.

It‌‍‌ was completely white,‍‍ without a single​‌ blemish, and engraved⁠‌ on its surface‍ was a relief—mountains,‌⁠​ trees, sky, clouds,⁠ the sun, and‍‌‌ above that sky,​​ flying, the symbol⁠​‍ of the Armians,⁠​⁠ the sacred bird​ Saintbird.

“The​‍ Bell of Pasa​ is bigger than⁠⁠ I imagined.”

“Yes.⁠​⁠ It’s seven meters‌ high and four‍‍‌ in diameter. There’s‌ no larger bell‍‍ in the world.”⁠⁠⁠

“Then⁠‍‌ it should be‍ visible from anywhere​ in Artc.”

“Not⁠ exactly.”

Deid​ shook his head.‌⁠⁠

“If‌‌ it had been⁠⁠‍ placed higher, yes.⁠⁠‍ But it’s been​​​ in the same⁠ spot for a thousand years, and​ now the surrounding​ buildings block it‌‌ from view at‌‌ a distance.”

“Buildings?”​

“That’s​⁠​ right. That’s why⁠‍ houses with a view of the‍ Bell are more‍‍​ expensive and sell​‌ for very high‍​​ prices.”

In​⁠ other words, an‌‍ affluent neighborhood had‍‌⁠ formed around the‌‌ Bell. Useful information.⁠⁠

“It’s​ normal for property‌‌ values to go⁠‌​ up or down‌​ depending on what’s⁠‍​ nearby.”

So‌‌ he didn’t need‍‌ to check the​​​ whole city—just the‍⁠⁠ houses around the‌‌⁠ Bell.

‘Now,⁠‍⁠ how?’

The‌⁠ answer was simple.⁠‌

“Could​‍ you take me‍​⁠ to the local⁠​​ branch of the‍‍‍ Golden Turtle Company?”‍

In​‌ these situations, power‌‍ and money were‌‌ the best tools.​​‌

***⁠​

“Found‌ it.”

Fernan⁠‍‍ requested a report‌ on all the‍ houses from which⁠ the Bell could‌ be seen, along‌⁠​ with the names‌‌​ of their owners.⁠‍

He‌⁠‍ didn’t have to​‍ wait long to‌⁠​ receive it. As⁠‌⁠ Deid had said,‍‌ those properties were⁠​ in the wealthy⁠‍ district, and the​​⁠ Golden Turtle Company‍ was always alert⁠‍​ where there was‌‌ the scent of⁠‌ money.

There‍‌ were about fifty‌‍ mansions with a direct view of⁠​ the Bell. That‍‌ list had to⁠​ be narrowed down.⁠

And​‍⁠ Fernan had one‌‍‍ strong lead—a golden⁠ ashtray with five​‍ stars in relief.⁠​⁠

It​ might seem insignificant,‌‌ but clues always⁠‌ began with small​‌⁠ details.

“Bairan​ Osmond.”

A forty-year-old man, mercenary.​‌

Leader‍‍ of the Black‌ Star Mercenary Company,‍‍ with over seventy‍ members under his⁠ command.

In‍​​ recent years, he​​ had earned large‍​ sums fighting on​ the wall and‍​ had made a name for himself​‍​ in Artc.

The‍ records confirmed he​‌ had ordered the​​ manufacture of a golden ashtray with‍ stars in relief.‌‌

“Was‍‌ it arrogance or⁠ did he think⁠‍⁠ no one would‌‍ find out?”

Ordering​‌ something like that​‍ from the Golden⁠ Turtle Company—the latter⁠ seemed more likely.⁠​ Without the Book‍ of Prophecies, it‍⁠ would never have‍​ become an issue.‍⁠

Although‍ there was always⁠​ the chance it​ was just a coincidence. That’s why⁠ he had to⁠⁠ confirm it in‌ person.

“Wooden.”​

— Kyu?

Now‌​⁠ that they were‍‍ alone, the small‌⁠⁠ golem, which had‌‌‌ returned to doll​ form and was​​ scampering among the​‍⁠ objects, approached Fernan.​

“Your‌ time has come.”‍‍

— Kyukyu?

“No,⁠​ it’s not to⁠⁠​ wreck everything.”

— Kyu.

“Disappointed?‍ As a forest⁠‍ spirit, shouldn’t you‍​‍ love peace a little more?”

— Kuu.

“You​ say having that‍‍ body and not‍ using it is‌⁠ a sin? Well,​⁠ I can’t argue​⁠ with that.”

Fernan​ nodded.

“In​⁠ any case, your‌⁠‌ mission is simple.”​⁠

He‌⁠ had to shrink‌​ and sneak into⁠ the mansion.

“Find‌⁠ the owner’s study‌ and verify if⁠‍ the ashtray is‍⁠⁠ there. That’s all.‌ Understood?”

— Kyu!

Wooden’s​⁠ body shrank to⁠⁠‍ just two centimeters—the⁠‌⁠ minimum possible.

“Perfect.​‌ From now on,⁠‌‌ when you’re a pendant, stay that‌⁠ small.”

— Kuu!

“What,​ three centimeters smaller​‌⁠ is uncomfortable? Don’t​​ exaggerate.”

Wooden⁠ shook his head‌ vigorously, as if‌‍​ those three centimeters‌​⁠ were a whole‍⁠⁠ world.

“All​ right.”

Fernan​‌ closed his eyes‍‌‌ and linked his‌​‍ mana. Wooden was⁠‍​ an ego golem,​⁠​ and although it‌‍ didn’t require a bond, he could‍⁠ still use one.​‍⁠

Now​‌‌ he could see‍ and hear everything⁠⁠ Wooden did.

The‌‌‍ golem opened the‍⁠​ window and left.⁠

‘Go​⁠⁠ on, Wooden. No‌ one must spot‌​⁠ you.’

Wooden‍ advanced, hiding between⁠⁠ alleys and bushes​ until he reached‍ an imposing mansion.‌

He‍ blended in with‌​‌ the servants entering⁠ and darted inside.⁠‌​

‘Go​ up. Usually, the​⁠ owner’s study is⁠‌ on the top⁠ floor.’

The‍‌ small golem climbed‍‌​ the stairs lined‍​ with red carpet.⁠

‘That​ door. Go in‌‍ there.’

It​‌​ was the tallest⁠​ and most ornate,‍ engraved with a soundproofing seal.

‘In‍ the prophecy, the​ corrupt’s voice echoed.⁠ Only a soundproofed​‌ room would fit.’​⁠

With‍​‌ no other magical​ protections in sight,​⁠ Wooden hid behind⁠​ a decorative suit‌‍⁠ of armor, and⁠⁠ when a servant‌​⁠ opened the door,​​⁠ he slipped inside.‍‍‌

He​​⁠ hid behind a potted plant.

‘Look​​ forward.’

— Kyu.

‘Relax,⁠‍ your moment to​‍ unleash yourself will​‍‌ come soon.’

— Kuu!

When​‌ he turned his​⁠ head, the study‌ was revealed. A man sat behind​⁠‍ the desk next⁠ to the window.‍

“I‌‍ bring a report.”‌

“Speak.”⁠‍⁠

The⁠ servant bowed, and​‌ the man’s voice‍​​ echoed through the‌⁠ room.

As⁠ soon as the‍​ servant uttered his⁠‌‌ next words, a shiver ran down​ Fernan’s spine.

“The‍⁠ students from the‌‍ Academy have arrived‌​⁠ at the front​ under the pretext‌‍‌ of gaining real​‌⁠ experience.”

His​‍ mind went blank—or⁠ rather, caught fire.‍

“Real‌ experience?”

Could‍⁠⁠ he witness such⁠‌‍ a moment again?⁠⁠⁠

“How​ soft, they’ve gone‍‍ soft with peace.”​⁠‌

It⁠⁠ was the exact‍ moment.

Fernan’s⁠‌‌ face filled with⁠ emotion.

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