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Noble Lady Reformation Guide Chapter 187: Confusion (4)

Chapter 187: Confusion (4)

Creaak!​

When⁠​ Dereck opened the‍ door on the⁠⁠​ ground floor of​‍ the Main Hall​ and came down,‌​‍ the gazes of⁠ the gathered nobles‍‍‌ immediately focused on‌ him.

Unlike‍⁠⁠ Princess Roselin, who‍‍ merely observed everyone‍⁠ from the balcony‍⁠⁠ above, Dereck was‌‍‍ the true person‍‍‌ in charge of​‌​ the place, the‍ one who knew‌​ every corner of‍‍ this academic facility⁠ and who held​​ effective control of‍‌⁠ the situation.

As⁠ soon as they​⁠⁠ confirmed his presence,​​‌ the murmur among‌​ the guests only‌ intensified.

“H-h-hey!⁠‌​ Tell us how⁠‍ the situation is!”‍​

“H-haven’t⁠​ there been any⁠ more victims? How‌‌⁠ is the search‍ progressing?”

“P-please…!‌​ I’ll pay anything,​​‍ just get me⁠‍ out of here…!”⁠⁠‌

“Hieeek…​‌‌ hng…!”

When​‌‍ he directed his‌⁠‌ gaze toward a corner, Dereck saw​‌ the last magical‍ advisor Kohella had‍‌ brought, trembling while‌‌‍ crying inconsolably.

Even​‍ in that state,⁠ he had positioned⁠ himself in a spot clearly visible‌ from the balcony‌ so as not‍⁠‍ to leave Princess‍ Roselin’s field of‍⁠ vision.

Only‌ by remaining within‌ her gaze could‍​‍ he feel even⁠ minimally safe from‍⁠ the machinations of‌⁠ the confusion mage.‌

‘It’s⁠ an atmosphere that​​‍ could explode at​⁠ any moment.’

Dereck​ walked among them‍‌‌ with steady steps,‌ observing the faces⁠‍⁠ of the guests.‍⁠

Among​ them, he distinguished‍ Siern, sitting silently​‍‍ with an expressionless‌‌ face; Ellen, tense‌‍⁠ and with a drop of sweat‌​​ running down her‍⁠ cheek, yet not⁠​​ raising her voice;​‌ and also Diella,​ Aiselin, Denise, Trisha,​⁠⁠ Leigh, Linus—since this‌ was a gathering​​⁠ of guests from⁠ the southwest of‌ the continent, familiar‍ faces abounded.

He‌‌ climbed onto the‍ platform, where all⁠⁠​ gazes converged, and‌ took a deep‌ breath just once.‍

Then‌‍‍ he placed a large book on‍⁠‌ the lectern and‌‌ swept the place​⁠ with his eyes.‌​⁠

Thud!‌‍‌

“…”⁠

A heavy silence settled​ over the atmosphere.‍

Dereck⁠⁠ closed his eyes‍ for an instant‌ and, when he‍‌ opened them, spoke​⁠ in a calm‍‌‌ tone.

“I‍ have decided to‍ employ an extreme​ solution. It is​​ a measure approved‌⁠‌ by both Princess‍ Roselin and the‌ great magical advisor​‍ Kohella.”

“E-an​‍ extreme… solution?”

“If⁠​​ things continue like⁠​⁠ this, it’s clear‌⁠ that nothing will‌‌ be resolved and‌⁠​ that the number​‌ of victims will‌‌⁠ only increase. That​‍ is why we‌ have decided to‍ accept a certain‌ level of sacrifice.”​⁠

One​⁠ of the nobles​​‌ asked with a trembling voice.

Dereck‍⁠​ kept his breathing‍‍ steady and looked‍‌ once more at‍​ the book on​ the lectern.

“This‌​ is a magical‍⁠ artifact known as‌‍​ the Book of‍ Longing. It is‍⁠​ an artifact that‍ the great magical​‌⁠ advisor Kohella created⁠​ after devoting countless‍​ years to it,‌​ and it is‍​‍ said to possess​‍ the power to‍ grant wishes.”

“W-what⁠⁠‌ did you say?!”​

“An⁠ artifact created by​ Lady Kohella herself…?”‍

While‍​‌ stroking the book’s⁠​ cover, Dereck continued,‍​ focusing.

“However,‌ whoever reads it‍​​ and fully comprehends⁠‌ its contents sees⁠⁠ their mana burn⁠‍‌ away until it‍‌​ disappears, and they‌‍‌ end up bleeding​⁠‌ to death. If‍ they manage to​​ endure that searing​‍‍ pain, they can​ perform miracles that⁠​ exceed the power​ normally permitted to​ them—though that limit⁠ is also defined.”‌⁠​

In⁠‌ other words, even​‌​ the wishes it⁠ grants have a limit.

The‌ most unjust part⁠​‍ is that no‌​⁠ one knows what​ that limit is.‌​‍

It‍‍‍ is an artifact​ that, at the​ moment of use,​‍ practically guarantees death.⁠

According​‍‍ to what Kohella⁠‌ had explained to‌​ Dereck, in many‌​‍ cases it allowed‍​‍ the use of⁠⁠ magic of a rank far higher⁠‍ than what the⁠​‍ user was normally‌​ permitted.

In​⁠ other words, there​​⁠ was a possibility​ that Dereck, who​‌⁠ was brushing against​​⁠ the level of​ five stars, could​‍‍ deploy power close⁠⁠‌ to that of‍ six stars.

The⁠⁠‍ price, however, was‌‌ the total loss‌‌ of mana and‌‍ the death that⁠​ followed.

A legendary grimoire that⁠‍ opens only to⁠ those willing to‍ gamble everything they⁠​ have in life‍‍ to fulfill an⁠⁠​ impossible wish.

That⁠ book was none‍⁠ other than the‌‍ Book of Desire.‌​

“I⁠​‌ will use this⁠​​ grimoire to manifest‍⁠ six-star exploration magic.”​

A murmur spread among‍‌​ those present.

Dereck’s‍​ wish was aimed‍⁠⁠ at the pinnacle‌⁠⁠ of the magical‍⁠⁠ domain.

That‌​​ was also his​‌⁠ deepest longing, and⁠​​ the book would⁠‌‌ not ignore it.‍​

If⁠ he managed to​‍​ reach, even through‌ an artifact, the​‍‌ realm of six-star‍‍ exploration magic, he‌⁠ would undoubtedly be⁠ able to reveal⁠ the identity of‌ the confusion mage.‍​‍

The⁠ natural enemy of‍ confusion magic is⁠‌⁠ exploration magic.

No‌ matter how powerful‍‍​ a six-star confusion‌ mage may be,⁠‍​ before exploration magic‍‍ that has reached‍ the summit, they​​‌ cannot hide anything.⁠⁠‍

Reveal​ all the truth⁠‌​ and then disappear,⁠ burning along with​ his mana.

That⁠‍ was what Dereck⁠‍‍ was declaring.

A chilling silence fell‍​​ over the Main⁠ Hall.

No⁠‍​ one dared to‍ refute his decision.‌​

In​⁠‍ a situation where​​ people were dying​ one after another,‍‍ it was almost‍‍ certain that the‌ next target would​⁠⁠ be Dereck himself.‌​

If⁠⁠‌ he offered his‍‌‌ life first to‍ locate and subdue​⁠ the murderer, the‌​ guests had no‍ choice but to​​‍ regard it as‌‍⁠ a noble sacrifice‌ and applaud silently.‌​

Otherwise,‍ no one knew​ how many more‍ deaths there would⁠ be.

Bang!​⁠

However,​ Siern, who had‌⁠​ remained withdrawn in⁠​⁠ a corner, suddenly⁠​‌ stood up.

— Screech!

An⁠‌ enormous surge of​ icy mana condensed⁠ and began to‍ fill the Main‍​‌ Hall.

The⁠ cold that seeped‌⁠ among those present⁠ caused the guests’‍‌⁠ faces to go‌‍ pale.

When‍​⁠ Siern truly became​‍ angry, she had‍‌ that quality of⁠‌ saturating the entire‌‌‌ area with intense​ cold.

It​‍​ was because she⁠‍ still did not⁠​‌ fully control the‍‌ innate mana she​‌ had possessed since‍⁠ birth.

“I‍‍ don’t agree, Dereck.”​‍

True​‌ to her style,‌ Siern did not‍‍⁠ elaborate.

She⁠‍⁠ did not speak‍ of unnecessary sacrifices⁠⁠ nor say that‍‌ he should not⁠ die.

She​‍ conveyed only one⁠‍‍ clear and refined​‌ idea she did‌ not want Dereck​​‍ to die.

Little⁠‌ by little, the⁠‌ other disciples of‌⁠‌ the Ravenclaw faction⁠‌‍ began to rise‍ from their seats.​

“I⁠ don’t know how‌ reliable that Book​⁠⁠ of Longing is,​ but using it‍ doesn’t guarantee you’ll​ catch the murderer.‍ Don’t say nonsense,⁠‌ Dereck.”

Diella‌‍ climbed onto the⁠ platform with firm⁠‌ steps, looked at‌⁠⁠ the book, and‍ let out a mocking laugh.

“Die‍ for something like⁠‌‌ that? In that‌ case, I’d rather‌‍ support lifting the‌⁠​ barrier.”

“I‍⁠ think the same‍‍‍ way, Lord Dereck.”​⁠‍

Aiselin,‌⁠‍ who had been⁠⁠ sitting in the⁠‌ area reserved for⁠​‌ the Duplain family,‍‌ stood up and​⁠⁠ spoke with her‌ eyes wide open.⁠⁠

“Sacrifice‌ is not something‍‍‍ inevitable, Lord Dereck.⁠​ There is no⁠‌ reason for you‌ to accept such​ an imposition…”

“J-just​ as expected of⁠⁠‍ Baron Ravenclaw…!”

“T-to‍⁠ make a decision‍ of this magnitude…!⁠‍ One truly feels⁠‌ the dignity of​‌ a ruler worthy​ of his fame…!”​⁠

Upon⁠‌ hearing those voices,⁠ Aiselin turned her‌ head with trembling⁠‌ pupils.

As⁠​ soon as someone​⁠⁠ began to praise‍ Dereck for his‍ bravery, other guests⁠‌​ started to raise​‍⁠ their voices one‍​ after another.

“B-Baron​​ Ravenclaw! I had‌ heard you were⁠⁠‌ a brave and‍⁠ resolute man, but‌‍‌ I never imagined⁠ to this extent…!”​⁠

“Damn‍‌‍ it…! He had⁠ a clear purpose,​ and yet we⁠​​ doubted him out​ of fear…!”

“I‌​ always trusted you,‍‍​ Lord Dereck! You’ve‌⁠‍ made the decision…!”‍​

“Such⁠ a difficult act…!​‍‍ The Ravent family‌‍‌ will surely remember⁠‌‌ your merit…!”

Aiselin‍ and the other⁠ disciples of the‌‌⁠ Ravenclaw faction began⁠ to tremble as‍‌⁠ they watched the‌​ nobles, one after‍ another, burst into⁠‍ cheers.

The‍ moment Dereck declared⁠‍‌ that he would​‍ sacrifice himself nobly,‍​ they began to⁠​‌ rise and praise​‍ him without restraint.‌‍‍

Although​ Dereck’s reputation was​​ known in the‍⁠ southwest of the⁠⁠ continent, it had‍‌ never reached the⁠‍ point where nobles‍ of illustrious lineage‍‌ praised him in​‌ unison.

After‍‌‌ all, he governed⁠‍​ only a small‌ border territory and‍‍ was of commoner‍⁠ origin; to those‍‍ with an old-fashioned​​​ mindset, he was‌ merely a somewhat⁠​ competent minor noble.‌​‍

However,⁠‌​ observing the atmosphere⁠⁠ of the Main‍⁠⁠ Hall, where the‍ cheers continued to‍⁠ swell, it felt⁠‌ as though Dereck​​⁠ were the head‌ of a new‌ rising power.

A declaration that, even‌‌ at the cost​‍​ of his own​⁠​ life, he would​⁠ find the culprit‍‍ at a moment​​‌ when everyone’s death⁠​‍ was just one​ step away.

With⁠ that alone, Dereck’s‌ position rose as‌​ if it would​ pierce the heavens,‍‌‌ and the atmosphere‍ began to fill‌‍ with praise for⁠⁠‌ his noble decision.‍‌

‘W-what…‍‍ what is all‌ this…? Were these​ people always capable​ of raising their‌​‍ voices this much…?’​‌‍

Trisha,​‍ who observed the‌​​ situation from a withdrawn posture, looked‌‍‌ around several times​‌ with a bewildered‍ expression.

To‍‍ her eyes, the⁠​ nobles offering reverential‍‍ applause to Dereck‍ looked like human‌ sacrifices trying to⁠ escape this blazing​‌ hell first.

For⁠⁠‍ members of noble⁠‍‌ houses who were‍ supposed to know​ dignity, nobility, and‍⁠‍ the duty to⁠⁠ step forward without‍​ avoiding danger or⁠​ responsibility, they looked‍‍‍ far too miserable⁠‌ and desperate.

There​ is no one‍‌ who does not‌ fear losing their‌‍⁠ life.

After‌ spending the entire‌‌ day trembling at​​​ the fear of​ death, if someone‍​ raised their hand⁠ saying they would‍​ die in their‌⁠ place, it was‍ inevitable that applause‍⁠ of veneration would⁠‍​ burst forth almost​‍ automatically.

And​‌ yet, Trisha felt​ nauseous.

Cold‌​​ sweat ran down⁠‍ her back.

The‌​‌ fantasy she always‍​​ repeated—that of dignified‌‌⁠ and elegant nobles—collapsed​ miserably before the‌‌​ fear of dying.​⁠‍

“Really…!⁠‌‍ We truly owe‍‍ you an enormous​ debt…! Please, endure‌⁠​ it!”

“If‌​ you come out⁠‍ alive, I’ll double‍​ the financial support‍‍​ to House Ravenclaw!⁠ I promise sponsorship‍​‍ on the level‌‍‍ of the Duplain⁠ family!”

Once⁠‌​ the cheers began,⁠⁠ they grew uncontrollably⁠‌ and completely filled‍⁠‍ the Main Hall.‍‌‌

Dereck‍ was praised as‌‌ a hero who‌‌​ saved the nation,‌ and accolades poured‍ over him without‍ end.

But‍ at the end‌‍‌ of that applause,‌⁠ what awaited him​ was a miserable‌ death, bleeding out.‍

Everyone​ praised him, but‌ in reality they‍​ were only grateful​​‌ that someone else‌ had offered himself‍ as a sacrifice‍⁠‍ in their place.‍‌

That​​‍ discrepancy made Trisha’s‍‍ stomach churn once‍ more.

Dereck⁠​ bowed his head⁠ slightly and walked,​​‍ step by step,​‌ among the present​​​ crowd who acclaimed⁠​ and praised him.‌

Words​⁠ of encouragement flew​​ toward him, and​⁠ some even shed⁠ tears.

The​‌⁠ figure of Dereck‍⁠ walking away looked‌ like that of⁠ a savior descended⁠​ into the human‌ world.

Tap!⁠

Just⁠ as he advanced‍⁠ with the Book​ of Longing held‍‍‍ against his side,‍​ someone stepped into‍‍ his path.

“Dereck.​‌​ Think about it‍​ one more time.​⁠⁠ Is this really​ the best option?”​​‌

There​⁠‌ was no one​ there who did‍ not know who​ she was.

Ellen,‌‍⁠ of the Belmierd‍‍ family, breathed heavily‌‌‍ as she gathered‍‍​ the courage to​‍ block his way.‌‌​

A tense atmosphere began‌‌‍ to spread among​⁠⁠ those present.

No​‌ matter that she‌ was the true‌‌ authority of the​‌ Belmierd family, standing‌⁠ in the way‌​​ of a hero‌⁠⁠ who had decided⁠​ to sacrifice himself‍​​ to put an⁠ end to this‌​​ tragedy was an‌‌ action that was⁠​⁠ looked upon unfavorably.​​

However,‌‍ Ellen completely ignored⁠‍ that pressure and⁠ spoke frankly.

“You​ don’t have to‌‌​ sacrifice yourself, Dereck.​​ Think about it​​ again… The situation​‌​ has become extreme,‍⁠ and the pressure⁠‍‍ on you is‌ too great. You’re‌⁠⁠ just letting your‍ emotions cloud your‌​⁠ judgment.”

What​ was she saying?‍‍‍

Some​​ murmured that someone​‌ should stop her,‌ but few nobles‍ of the southwest‌​ of the continent‌ would dare raise‍‌‍ their voices against​ the future head‌ of the Belmierd⁠ family.

Ellen,⁠​ visibly trembling at‌​ the neck, continued.​‌

“There’s⁠‍​ no need to​ shoulder such responsibility‍ using such a dangerous method. A ruler is one​​‍ who assumes responsibility,‌ but you are​‍ only the person​ in charge of‍ this place. Sacrificing⁠ yourself to this⁠‍​ extent for such‍⁠ limited authority is‍ an excessive decision.”​‍

“…”‌

When‌⁠ Dereck looked at‍ her with expressionless​⁠⁠ eyes, Ellen bit‌‌‍ her lower lip⁠‌‌ and clenched her‌‌‍ fists tightly.

Just‌​ as she thought‌‍ of using force‍ to stop him,‌ even resorting to‌‍‌ magic.

Thud!⁠​‌

A disheveled-looking man emerged⁠⁠ from among the​ crowd.

He⁠​​ grabbed Ellen by‍⁠⁠ the nape of⁠ the neck and,​​ brushing his bangs​ back, spoke.

He⁠‌ had a poorly⁠​‍ shaved beard, an⁠​ unkempt appearance, and⁠ a strong smell‍​‌ of alcohol emanated​ from his body.‍‍‍

“Let’s⁠⁠‌ respect his decision,‍‍ Ellen.”

“B-brother‌ Linus? Now that‌ I think about‍ it, you said‍​‍ you were in‌‍⁠ Duplain territory…”

“Why⁠ are you trying⁠⁠ to interfere with⁠‍⁠ Dereck’s noble choice?‌‌ The more you⁠‌ do, the more‍​​ miserable the sacrifice⁠‍ will be. If‌​‌ someone decides to‍⁠‍ become a hero,​‌ they should do⁠ it properly.”

Murmurs‍​ of approval began​‌ to be heard‍‍ among those present.‌‌

Ellen,‍​‌ with an incredulous​ expression, sharply turned‌‍ her body and‌​ grabbed Linus by⁠⁠‍ the collar.

“You,‍​ who abandoned the​‌⁠ family to wander‍​ around, what do⁠⁠ you know! Do‌⁠ you really think‍‌‍ Dereck is someone​​ who can just‍⁠‌ die like this?”‌‌‌

“Hey,⁠ hey. Don’t look‌ at your own‍‍​ brother with such⁠⁠‍ ferocity.”

Linus‍⁠ steadied himself as​​​ best he could,⁠‌​ let out a loud burp, and​⁠‌ looked toward Dereck.‌​⁠

He‍​ sketched an absurd‍​⁠ smile for a moment, then calmly‍⁠ closed his eyes⁠ and spoke to‍‍ him almost in‌ a whisper.

“So​‍ you decided to⁠‍ make a big‍‍‌ bet.”

“…”‌‌⁠

Linus⁠ was unsettlingly perceptive.‍⁠

After​ catching something in​ Dereck’s movements, he‍‍ let out a dry laugh and⁠⁠ forcefully pulled Ellen’s​ arm to clear⁠‌ the way.

“What⁠ a pity, gambling‍‌‍ is my specialty.​‍ What do you‌ say? Want me​⁠​ to check your​‍‍ bet?”

“I‍ appreciate the intention,⁠​ but I’ve already⁠‌ done all the​ calculations.”

“Is​⁠‍ it a winnable⁠‌ bet? Is the⁠​ payoff worth it?”‍‍​

“Probably.”⁠‍

“Probably…?‌ I suppose in‍ gambling there’s never​​ an absolute.”

Ellen‍‌ watched Dereck and‌‌‌ Linus with trembling‌ eyes.

Dereck‍⁠ bowed his head⁠ once more and,‌ without saying anything,‍ began to walk⁠ with firm steps‍‌ toward the exit⁠​​ of the Main​ Hall.

As‍​‌ if he were​‌​ going to take⁠⁠⁠ care of everything‌‍‌ on his own.‌‍⁠

The⁠⁠⁠ night was dark.⁠‍⁠

The⁠‌ silhouette advancing beneath‍ the starry sky‌‍​ was that of‍ someone going alone​⁠​ to face a six-star confusion mage.⁠‌

***‍‌

After⁠​‍ walking for quite‍ a while after​​ leaving the Main‍⁠ Hall, Dereck stopped​‌‌ alone in a huge clearing to‍ the north of‌⁠‌ the academy.

That⁠‌ magical training field,‌​ surrounded by forest,‍‍​ was submerged in‍ darkness at night.‌​

Only‍​ the chirping of‌ insects could be‌​‍ heard among the‌ nearby vegetation.

Dereck⁠ had deliberately separated‌​‍ himself from the‍ crowd.

Standing​‌⁠ alone, he took​‌⁠ out a sheet​‌‌ of paper from‍ inside his clothes.‌​

It‌ was the letter‍⁠ that Princess Roselin‍⁠‍ had personally handed⁠​‍ him just before‍‍ he came down⁠ from the second-floor​‌ balcony of the‌⁠ Main Hall.

‘…’‌‍

He⁠​‌ hesitated for a moment over whether​‌ to open it​ or not, but⁠ finally put it​​‍ back against his​ chest.

Then⁠ he took out⁠‍ the Book of‍‍ Longing he had‌ fastened at his⁠‌‍ waist and threw‍⁠ it open to‌ one side of‌‍​ the clearing.

In⁠‌⁠ an instant, mana‌‍ began to swirl⁠​‌ around his body,⁠⁠ and a light‌​‍ seeped through the⁠ darkness of the‍⁠‍ ground.

Dereck‌ knew it by⁠ instinct.

It’s‌⁠ coming.

It’s⁠ coming to kill​‍ me, in person.⁠‍

Behind​​⁠ Dereck, who stood​ alone in the‌ darkness, an indescribable‌​‍ cold rose.

It​‍ was unmistakable killing‍‌‍ intent.

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