Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 118 : Big Trouble is Coming. (2)

Aman decided to keep the woman named Pamela by his side for the time being.

'It's better this way than to have something else happen if I leave her somewhere else.'

Aman, who had given her the empty librarian's room, meticulously placed a barrier all over the library.

"If you try to leave the library, the curse on your body will begin to consume you. If that happens, you'll die within 10 minutes."

"...Yes."

Even at Aman's cold warning, Pamela calmly nodded her head.

"Avoid contact with other people as much as possible. The times when the children come and go from the library are posted on the wall here, so please refer to it. The librarian's position is currently vacant, so I'm giving you this room. If my suspicions are cleared, I'll release you too."

"I understand."

"Meals and other things will be taken care of by the manager."

"Thank you."

As Aman, who had delivered a few instructions, left the room, Pamela, who had collapsed onto the small bed, let out a sigh.

"Still... this is better."

Pamela let out a small groan as she looked down at the wounds all over her body and the scars that had already remained.

'It might be safe here. I have to live first to find my younger sibling.'

Then she slowly licked the wound inside her mouth.

-Knock, knock.

"Yes."

Pamela, who had quickly gotten up at the sound of the knock, opened the door.

"These are the things the dean asked for. This blue potion here, if you fill half of this glass and drink it twice a day, morning and evening, it will prevent your wounds from getting infected. And this red medicine here, if you apply it to this gauze and wipe your wounds, it will help."

"Ah... thank you."

"And meals will be placed in front of the door three times a day. If you need anything else, please write it on a note and leave it in front of the door. I'll prepare it and bring it to you."

It was a very generous treatment. The manager had appeared with a cart full of new clothes, as well as medicine to treat her wounds.

Pamela received the items, fidgeting as if she didn't know what to do.

"Once a week. Someone will come to help clean the room every Sunday. You can put out your laundry then."

"Y-you don't have to go that far..."

As Pamela waved her hand, the manager also stopped her with a firm expression.

"No. It's the academy's rule, and it was also the dean's request."

"Ah."

"Then."

As the manager left, Pamela first unfolded the new clothes.

The navy-colored robe was comfortable and looked simple. And when she looked inside, even the underwear was carefully packed.

There were a total of seven sets of the same clothes.

'Did he make it so that I can change every day?'

It was a really thoughtful consideration.

'It would be nice if I could work here and be of help... but that would be difficult.'

The position of the academy librarian was currently vacant.

But they would not put her, who was no different from an intruder, in the position of the academy's librarian.

'And if someone recognizes me... right. It won't work.'

At first, she couldn't understand why the scroll she had stolen from the leader was connected to this place.

And the person named Aman disliked the Resurrection Cult so obviously.

'When I said I had run away from the Resurrection Cult, his expression clearly showed that he disliked it.'

The Resurrection Cult was a new religion with a high favorability throughout the empire.

But to have such a dislike for it.

'I thought he might be a follower of Herdone, but that's probably not it.'

Herdone, the Goddess Of Joy, who was said to have the most followers.

It would have been understandable if he were her follower, but for some reason, Aman didn't seem like the type of person who would serve Herdone.

'Then what is it...'

Pamela, who had been pondering, soon shook her head vigorously.

'What does it matter. He's no different from the person who saved my life.'

Although she had run away from the leader, if the scroll had been directed to another Resurrection Church, things could have become much more complicated.

But because she had come to the academy, Pamela was now able to receive Aman's protection(?).

'The day has come when I'm grateful to the leader.'

***

Aman's head was aching.

'Why did that bastard of a leader have a scroll that led to the academy?'

There was no possibility that Pamela, who had drunk the truth serum, was lying.

Then she was really the leader's closest aide, and she had run away from him.

'But why the academy of all places?'

He was getting annoyed. Why the academy of all places?

The world was so wide, but of all the many places, a scroll that led to the academy.

"Could it be?"

Then a thought flashed through Aman's mind.

"Alberto...?"

The funeral of the Mage Tower Master, which had been one of his suspicions not long ago.

The thing that he had not received a proper answer to even when he had gone to the emperor and had asked.

'Did that bastard really get resurrected? No, how?'

If what he was thinking was true, things were very, very serious.

Who in the world had taken Alberto's tattered body and had resurrected him?

'Lakmer? No, no.'

Lakmer, the hidden black mage group of the Arant Empire.

He had wondered if it was their doing, but Aman soon concluded that it was not.

Aman, who had been investigating Lakmer until now, had found out that their skills were not that great.

It was certain that their research on controlling monsters had not progressed since the werewolf incident.

But one of the facts he had found out after that was that Lakmer was related to the demons.

'The bead.'

The bead that Hasel had broken not long ago had a strong magi.

And that bead had the power to consume the consciousness of monsters and to attract them.

The purpose of that bead and Lakmer was the same. To control monsters.

'What can be gained by controlling monsters?'

Aman had been thinking about this problem all along.

What in the world were they trying to gain by controlling monsters?

'My father also had the same thought.'

After much thought, Aman had gone to see Hasel.

'The demons are trying to come up to the surface. They are preparing to fight the dragons.'

Hasel also had the same thought as Aman.

They were preparing to fight the dragons, who were the ones who had driven them to the demon world.

To fight against the dragons, who were the kings of all monsters and no different from the rulers of the earth.

If they controlled the monsters, it would be easy to keep the other races that followed the dragons in check, and accordingly, the dragons' power would also be split.

The demons were a strong race, and no matter how strong a dragon was, there was no way to win against a group.

There were less than fifteen dragons in the whole world, and since they had strong individual tendencies, even if a big war broke out, about half of them would just lie in their lairs and sleep.

If that happened, less than ten dragons would have to fight against the demons and the demon king, and if they brought all the magical beasts and monsters and attacked, there might really be no chance of winning.

'And if the demon god joins them, there will be even less chance of winning.'

But they were deceiving humans by putting up a pathetic religion called the Resurrection Cult, and they were gathering their souls and increasing their power.

'But Allie stepped up and made that scene...'

Hasel and the elders had left the Resurrection Cult alone, knowing all this.

They had waited until they had revealed their true colors.

So that they could wipe them out all at once.

But since Allie couldn't control her anger and had shot a breath in her true form, they would hide even more and would prepare for the great undertaking even more meticulously.

A sigh came out of frustration.

But as Lucas had said, the deed was already done, so it was better to find a way to solve it than to regret it.

'To the extent that it even makes the contract with a dragon faint...'

But there was no way to do anything about the encroaching anxiety.

***

"Are you sure you'll be okay going back?"

Worry was evident in Blaine's eyes as she asked again.

"Yes. Everyone will be fine."

Lucas, who was reassuring her several times.

Although Pola and Skir's condition had improved a lot, it was by no means the same as before.

They had seen a person die in a graphic way right in front of them, and they had also clearly faced the screams of the men who had lost their comrades.

Therefore, it would take a lot of time for them to get better.

"Skir, Pola. Are you really okay? I mean, are you okay to go back to the academy?"

Blaine asked the children the same thing again.

"Yes. I'm fine."

"I'm fine too."

Pola and Skir answered bravely, but everyone knew that their expressions were not the same as before.

Their shaded expressions were still full of sadness.

"Nella? Do you really want to go back?"

"Yes. I also want to go with my sister and brothers."

Since all the children were like this, Blaine and Cibie also had no choice.

They couldn't hold back the children who wanted to go back to school on their own.

"Right. Then everyone, take this."

In the end, Cibie took out something from his bosom.

"It's a scroll. I specially asked Dean Aman to make it so that you can go directly into the academy, so use this to go back."

"..."

What Cibie had taken out were none other than four scrolls.

"You're not going to say no to this, are you, Lucas?"

"Thank you. Father."

Lucas, who had received the scroll, smiled brightly.

In fact, Lucas had been planning to teleport with the children, but it would be better to tear the scroll in front of Cibie.

And the children would also be much more at ease with that.

"Let's go."

"Goodbye."

"I'll be going."

"I'll be back."

As the children bowed their heads in greeting, Cibie and Blaine quietly nodded their heads.

The Count and Countess were now rich enough to buy and give out four expensive scrolls, but now that they were sending the children away, they felt very poor.

As the children, starting with Pola, tore the scrolls and disappeared, tears welled up in Blaine's eyes.

"Will the children really be okay?"

"Don't worry. Honey. We have Lucas, don't we?"

"But Lucas is still young. He's not even an adult..."

"And we have Dean Aman, don't we? So don't worry too much."

Blaine, who was in Cibie's arms, sniffled.

***

The children, who had returned to the academy, stood there for a moment and looked around.

"It feels like it's been a long time."

"You too? Me too."

Skir and Pola looked at each other and nodded their heads.

"Let's go in. We have to graduate next year."

"Can we do it?"

Pola asked at Lucas's words.

"Of course. You said you wanted to graduate from the advanced class, didn't you? We can do it. All of us."

"Ha... I really hope so."

"I would be really happy if that happened."

"Me too."

The children looked at each other and smiled brightly.

'I'll make sure you all graduate next year.'

Lucas also felt it with his old intuition.

'Something very big is coming.'

That something very big, different from before, was about to happen.

(End of Chapter)