Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 135 : Return.

"Finally."

What was mysteriously floating where the light had disappeared was undoubtedly Valima's Heart.

Of course, there was no name written on it, nor had he ever seen it before, but Lucas, who saw it, was certain. That this was the Valima's Heart he had been looking for.

What was floating in the air was a form that could not be specified. It looked like a small light, but it was something, and it looked like something, but it was also light.

Lucas cautiously reached out his hand to it.

-Paaaaat!

At that, it shot out like an arrow and pierced Lucas's heart.

"Keok!"

A short groan burst out at the sudden attack.

"...?"

But when he felt no pain whatsoever, Lucas fumbled at his chest.

"Ah."

Not long after, Lucas let out a small sigh at the something he felt.

"Ha, hahaha!"

Soon, he began to laugh, throwing his head back.

He was full. It had always felt like a corner was empty, but now, there was no gap anywhere.

The mana circle, which had been around the 7th circle, was now drawing infinity, and the mana rapidly circling his heart felt like it would pour out like a waterfall at any moment.

"...It's incredible."

Valima's Heart.

It was more amazing than what was known. Most legends tend to be exaggerated over time.

But this, far from being exaggerated, even made him suspect that someone had deliberately downplayed the rumors to hide its true nature.

"Hoo..."

Lucas took a deep breath.

'Perhaps even more than in my past life...'

He was serious. The amount of mana he was feeling now was a vast amount he had never felt even in his past life.

No, he even doubted whether the word 'amount' was an appropriate expression.

'With this much, I won't be a burden to anyone.'

The numerous hardships and adversities he had experienced while living as a human flashed by like a revolving lantern.

The time he had almost failed to block Stun's attack, who had gone mad due to a lack of mana.

'With this much, even a dragon would be no problem.'

The time his contract with Aman was broken, and he couldn't bring the children out of the desert.

'Such a thing will not happen again.'

Moreover, now that he even had Amore's relic, he felt even more secure than in his past life.

'Shall I go back.'

Lucas left the cave with a satisfied smile.

***

Returning to the academy, Lucas was in a cold sweat dealing with the children.

"You! You ran away to avoid the engraving test, didn't you?!"

"No."

"What do you mean no? You cheat. So where did you go? Tell me quickly."

Pola glared at Lucas as if she would kill him and pressed him relentlessly.

"Professor Aman told me not to say. Ah, but more importantly, did you all do well on the test?"

"You cheat."

Lucas quickly used Aman as an excuse and changed the subject.

"Well?! Not a single student passed."

"Not even one?"

"Nope."

The advanced class had a total of twelve students, not a large number, but their skills were outstanding, befitting the name of the advanced class.

"Hmm..."

No matter how difficult the subject of engraving was, the fact that not a single student had passed was a problem.

"What type was it?"

Most of what came out in the engraving test was similar. It was mainly defensive magic or magic that increased attack power.

"Curse type."

Nella answered Lucas's question.

"...Curse?"

At that, Lucas's expression hardened.

"Yep. The curse of confusion."

"Really?"

Engraving was literally engraving magic onto a specific object. Therefore, it was possible to engrave almost any kind of magic.

Curses were the same. But to have academy students engrave a curse? Something was strange.

'But it must be something Aman approved.'

It was true that he had doubts about the children's words, but since Aman was the current dean, Lucas decided to let it go for now.

"Yep. Do you know about the curse of confusion?"

Nella asked.

"I do."

At that, Lucas nodded his head and continued.

"The curse of confusion is one of the most commonly used curses. Here, 'commonly' means it's widely used in war or battle, not that it's used in daily life."

At Lucas's explanation, the children nodded their heads and listened attentively.

"The curse of confusion. It's a confuse spell. The person affected experiences great mental confusion. They see hallucinations and fall into a state of panic. If you engrave such a spell on an object?"

"The person who touches the object will be cursed."

"Right."

Although the children had reached the advanced class, they still had almost no combat experience.

Pola and Skir had experience fighting a wyvern, but even that, if they had had abundant experience, they could have reduced the damage even a little.

"This won't do."

Lucas, whose thoughts had reached that point, looked at the children in turn.

"From now on, besides academy studies, we'll need a little more practical experience."

Now that he had obtained Valima's Heart, anything was possible.

Even if his contract with Aman weakened or was broken like last time, protecting the children was nothing.

"Practical experience?"

"You mean we're going to fight monsters...?"

Skir's expression hardened rapidly.

"No. Not yet. For now, we need to build up more theory. Let's go to the library."

"The library?"

As Pola asked back at Lucas's words, Nella nodded her head and continued.

"We have to go anyway. The engraving retest is this week."

"Ah."

Lucas headed to the library with the children.

***

Arriving at the library, the children placed the books they had borrowed last time on the return counter and looked at Lucas.

"But what kind of books did you come to see?"

"Bring all the magic application books that are at a level you can understand."

Lucas first decided to instill all the types of magic the children could use.

'We're going to focus strictly on practical application.'

Magic was not all about theory. Among the many talented people gathered in the Mage Tower, there were plenty who were only well-versed in theory but couldn't do anything in a real battle and would hide in a corner and cry.

'I should have done this a little earlier.'

While the children were looking for books, Lucas briefly looked around the library.

'Brandy.'

It was a place he had deliberately not visited often since the librarian, Brandy, had died.

Lucas's eyes scanned every corner of the library as if lost in memories for a moment.

'The chessboard is still the same.'

The spot where he had sat and played chess with Brandy.

The face of the old man who had always pestered him to let him take back just one move was vividly drawn in his mind.

'The book Brandy enjoyed reading.'

Next to it, the nonsensical book titled 'How to Become a Mage', which Brandy had read over and over again in his lifetime, was placed with its cover all worn out.

Lucas moved his steps.

The librarian's room, located in the innermost part of the library.

He had heard that a priestess of the Resurrection Cult, where Alberto had been resurrected and was acting as the leader, had run away and was staying here.

Lucas, who stood in front of the door, looked at the door for a long time.

'I want to open the door and tear her to shreds right now.'

The Resurrection Cult. If he just thought about what they had done, he really wanted to throw open the door right now and tear that wench to shreds.

'If I did that, I would be no different from Allie.'

Lucas, who had suppressed the impulse, turned around.

"Rookie?"

Lucas, who was startled by Pola's face right in front of him as he turned around, stepped back.

"Pola! You scared me."

How did she come so quietly?

"Hehe. Did I scare you? No, but what are you doing here? This is the librarian's room."

"It's nothing."

As Lucas let out a small sigh and turned around, Pola followed him closely and started talking.

"I've been in front of the headmistress's door like that before. Hehe. But that day, someone stole something from the headmistress's room again! I was framed as the culprit and got scolded so harshly, you have no idea."

"Then why were you standing in front of that door."

At Lucas's chiding, Pola pouted her lips and said.

"Just... my older sister was adopted that day. I went to see if I could find out where my sister had gone."

-Click.

Just then. The closed door of the librarian's room opened.

"Huh?"

"Damn it!"

Pola turned her head to look at the door, and at the same time, Lucas deployed a defensive spell and even prepared to attack.

"Rookie?"

Lucas, who had quickly hidden Pola behind him and had stepped forward, glared at the woman who had come out of the door as if he would kill her.

"Don't even think about pulling any foolish tricks."

Lucas warned in a low voice, but the woman stared blankly at Pola, who was standing behind Lucas.

"Pola...?"

As the woman called Pola's name, Pola, who was hiding behind in bewilderment, peeked her head out.

"I thought I told you not to pull any foolish tricks."

The ice spear that appeared behind Lucas's back aimed at the woman.

"...Pamela unni?"

Pola's trembling voice.

"Pola!!!"

At the same time, Pola's body shot out like a spring.

-K-thump!

"No. Pola."

A wall blocking Pola's path.

"Rookie! That's my sister. That's my sister!"

Lucas, who knew the woman's identity, didn't even need to judge what this situation was. Whatever that woman was, protecting Pola was more important.

"No. Even if she is your sister, no."

Although it was a situation that had happened in an instant, Lucas also knew that he shouldn't harm that woman right away, so he had put up a wall in front of Pola to block her.

"Open it! Right now!!! Open it!!!"

Pola shouted, pounding on the wall.

"No. Pola."

But Lucas firmly refused.

"Open it right now!!!"

Pola's cracked voice echoed through the library, and Pamela, who was standing on the opposite side, also pounded on the wall and shouted.

"Pola!!!"

"Open it right now, Lucas."

Electricity began to rise from Pola's body.

"No. I need to confirm whether that woman is your sister or not. Protecting you is more important to me."

"...Open it right now."

As Pola spread her arms, the entire library began to shake.

-K-rumble... K-crack... K-crack...

The electricity flowing from Pola's body had the momentum to burn Lucas to a crisp at any moment.

"Pola unni! Oppa!"

"What on earth is going on!"

The voices of Nella and Skir from behind.

"Stop."

At the sight of Pola and the children, Lucas didn't know what to do.

'What if that woman isn't Pola's sister? What if this is all Alberto's scheme?'

But there was no reason for Alberto to specifically target Pola.

'No, but there's no better way to get mixed in with all of us.'

What if she harms the children when their guard is down? What if such a thing happens when I'm not with the children?

Lucas's head began to spin rapidly.

"Pola. First, calm down."

"Open it... right now..."

It was the first time he had seen the always bright Pola so angry.

Lucas also knew. Why Pola wanted to become a mage. Who she wanted to find by becoming a mage.

Therefore, Lucas understood all of Pola's anger now. He had no choice but to understand, even if he didn't want to.

Pamela, who was shouting Pola's name from behind the wall.

Pola, who had taken an attack stance as if she would attack him at any moment.

And behind her, Nella and Skir, who were watching everything and stomping their feet.

"Alright."

In the end, Lucas brought down the wall.

'I'm here now.'

If that woman showed even a hint of trying to do something foolish to Pola, he would kill her. Even if it meant Pola would resent him for the rest of her life.

"Pola!"

"...Pamela unni? Is it really you?"

As soon as the wall came down, Pamela, who had run over, hugged Pola tightly.

'If she shows even a hint of being suspicious.'

Lucas did not let down his guard.

Pola, who was hugged by Pamela, stared blankly into the air and moved her lips.

"U-unni?"

When she had been shouting to tear down the wall, saying it was her sister, and now, even in Pamela's arms, Pola asked again as if she still couldn't believe it.

"Sob... Pola. I'm, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you like that... I'm sorry..."

Pamela, who had pulled Pola away from her embrace, caressed every corner of Pola's face.

"Sob... my Pola is so pretty. So, so pretty..."

"Hwaaaang! Unni!!!"

Only then did Pola, who had faced Pamela's face properly, burst into tears like a five-year-old child.

"My, my ugly duckling. I told you you're an ugly duckling when you cry."

Pamela, who had swallowed her own tears at her sister's crying, smiled brightly and wiped away Pola's tears.

[End of Chapter]