novelraw Chapter 102 : Finally Meet (4)
Chapter 102 : Finally Meet (4)
Chapter 102: Finally Meet (4)
“Yeees!”
She was still lively, her voice tone high.
But during the time when the Emmet Family was falling into ruin, what kind of good memories could she possibly have had?
“If it was 250 years ago, then your family was…….”
I carefully trailed off as I asked.
“Yes, it was when it disappeared.”
Banshi instead answered that painful memory calmly.
“What does that have to do with what I whispered in the auditorium for memories from back then to come back?”
“Ah, it’s not that. Didn’t I explain how I managed to survive?”
“…….”
I quietly searched through my memories.
I recalled the moment I connected Linking to Banshi.
That brief memory that ended with her older sister shouting at her to run away.
“When I saw it through Linking…….”
Banshi immediately shook her head and said,
“Not that. I mean what I said when I acted up in 1st Class without knowing you were Lord Arkis, and got scolded by your Orbification, remember?”
“Ah. You said there was a flash of white light. And that you didn’t know who saved you.”
“Yes. But inside that light, I heard a man’s voice. It was a young man’s voice.”
“A voice? What did that voice say?”
“He asked for my name.”
“And then?”
“He told me to definitely survive. No, he said I had to live. And then he disappeared. He’s my lifesaver, but I don’t even know his name, so it’s a bit sad.”
White light, huh…….
I was curious about that person’s identity as well.
“Anyway, white saved me twice in dangerous situations. How could I not like white? That’s why earlier in the auditorium, I was reminded of that time.”
“……I see.”
“Yes, that’s all. Then starting tomorrow, I’ll diligently carry out the intelligence work you ordered!”
Seeing signs that the atmosphere was about to sink strangely, Banshi spoke energetically with tact and headed toward the entrance door she had come through.
“Alright, see you next time.”
Just like that, although we had entered through the same place, we left the secret room through different exits.
After returning to the 5th Class dormitory, I lay down on my bed and sank into thought.
It was about the mysterious white light that saved Banshi when the Emmet Family was massacred 250 years ago.
I was trying to guess its identity on my own.
First of all, the reason the Emmet Family was massacred was because they were the only Flewd family.
Tyrant tried to eradicate the seed of Flewd elementalists, and since I, an Archmage, had disappeared, the Emmet Family naturally became the next target.
And the one who carried it out was Ed Etar.
Since Banshi witnessed it herself, this could be considered definitive evidence.
“If that’s the case, then that white light means a mage capable of standing against Etar…….”
Someone who could boldly step forward toward a family being massacred.
Didn’t that mean a mage who possessed the power to stop Etar, who was actively carrying out the massacre?
The elements associated with white were air and light.
But at the time, the Emmet Family was under attack, so they couldn’t have produced such light.
To begin with, among the Emmet Family, the only mage who could oppose Etar would have been the family head, Vise. But Banshi clearly said that the man’s voice she heard within the white light asked for her name.
There was no way Vise wouldn’t know his own daughter’s name, which meant it was an outsider.
“Then it has to be the Light Element…….”
A Light Elementalist capable of opposing Etar.
It absolutely wasn’t the Mihael mages, the constituent family of the Light Element.
They weren’t a family with the power to stand against Etar.
“Alfric, perhaps……?”
The only one that came to mind was my disciple and the representative family of the Light Element, Rus Alfric.
Moreover, if it was 250 years ago, it was almost certainly Alfric.
“But why would Alfric have stood in Etar’s way?”
Assuming it was Alfric, I also tried thinking about the reason behind his actions.
Etar moved according to Tyrant’s orders, and Alfric blocked Etar.
Which meant…….
“Alfric is hostile to Tyrant. And the identity of that white light is definitely Alfric. There’s no one else. If it was 250 years ago.”
The answer was simple.
In reality as well, Tyrant and Alfric—those two—had a truly bad relationship back when they were my disciples.
Alfric became my disciple first, and when I later decided to take Tyrant as a disciple, he even foamed at the mouth insisting that Tyrant must absolutely not be accepted.
It was because, according to him, Dark elementalists were inherently dark in nature and filthy at heart.
“Alfric…… hasn’t changed.”
Among my six disciples, the only mage who maintained his original intentions.
That answer was Rus Alfric.
He was the only mage of this era who welcomed the fact that I was alive.
“At this point, this body of mine becomes resentful.”
If I was going to reincarnate anyway, wouldn’t it have been easier if I had reincarnated into the body of a student at the school where Alfric was Headmaster?
“This is troublesome.”
If transferring schools were possible, I felt like heading straight to the Rus Branch School.
“Should I try probing a bit?”
I immediately activated Mob and sent a message to Nylon.
-This is Artel. I understand that since 5th Class doesn’t have a professor, Vice Headmaster Former is temporarily filling that position. I’d like to request an interview with the acting professor, Vice Headmaster. Since the Vice Headmaster and I aren’t connected via Mob, I’m informing you first.
A reply came flying back immediately.
-Come to the classroom.
It was an arrogantly short reply.
At the top of the main school.
With an indifferent expression, Tyrant asked the Gatekeeper.
“How many days has it been since we lost contact with Deven, who was in charge of Ed Branch School’s 5th Class?”
“One week.”
“One week, huh……. I hate to admit it, but at this point it’s certain. Deven was taken out.”
“We looked into the situation. Artel, the student who was in 3rd Class, advanced to 5th Class within a month. This is the report submitted by Melatan, who was responsible for him in 3rd Class. And coincidentally, on the day that student headed to 5th Class, contact with Deven was lost.”
“It fits together very precisely. Deven was the only mage from my family among the professors at Ed Branch School.”
Among the many classes, 5th Class was a place where Tyrant had invested particular effort to place his family’s mages.
The reason was that 50 years ago, there were openly no graduates coming out of Ed Branch School, and as a result, there were also absolutely no students coming to the main school.
Because of this, Tyrant thought as follows.
‘There were students who could have graduated just fine, but Ed Etar was meddling in the middle.’
‘He has fully caught on to what I am doing to the students at the main school right now.’
Otherwise, there would have been no reason for him to so blatantly send a student over.
After that, Tyrant became obsessed with stuffing mages from his own family into the 5th Class professor position.
5th Class was the final gateway before advancing to 6th Class, the graduating class.
6th Class, to begin with, had no professor positions because it was directly managed by the Vice Headmaster and the Headmaster.
Therefore, 5th Class was ideal for identifying talented students, and Deven was the mage entrusted with that very task.
As for why Deven disappeared without a sound, there was no need to rack one’s brain for long to find the answer.
It meant that Etar had gotten rid of him.
“Former? There hasn’t been any separate contact from him?”
“Yes.”
“As expected, that’s how it turns out.”
Tyrant had already noticed that Former too was a rat planted by Etar.
As such, Former was no longer even in his sights.
After all, he was someone operating within the Ed Branch School—no different from one of Etar’s limbs.
“Why would Etar suddenly make such a bold first move? That guy who’s lived his whole life timidly. That means that student called Artel has that much value. Don’t you think?”
“I think so as well.”
“Well then, since the other side sent an invitation first, it would be polite for us to respond, wouldn’t it?”
“Do you have a good method in mind?”
“Hmm.”
After pondering for a moment, Tyrant soon broke into a smile.
“There was someone I was wondering how to make use of, and this works out perfectly. There’s one guy in my hand whose usefulness has run out, isn’t there?”
Tyrant immediately contacted someone through Mob.
-Yes, O Full Moon.
“Daemon, I will give you a mission.”
By the time I arrived at the classroom, Nylon had already arrived first and was waiting for me.
I did my best to manage my expression.
It was to erase the image of what he had shown in the 2nd Class auditorium.
There was no way Nylon would even imagine that I had been there, so as long as I didn’t give anything away, it would be fine.
There was no need to raise suspicion by showing it needlessly.
“Sit.”
Fortunately, he spoke without any suspicion.
After sitting across from him, I got straight to the point.
“You said you wanted to have a meeting with the Vice Headmaster, since you’re acting as the 5th Class professor?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me. Why do you want the meeting?”
“This might be an impertinent thing to say, but it’s a matter that cannot be answered with your authority as a teacher. That’s why I wanted to meet with the Vice Headmaster.”
“When you say authority, do you mean the authority of a professor, or the authority of the Vice Headmaster?”
If the teacher in front of me had been Sparkle, she would have shouted about my insolence, but Nylon instead showed a relaxed demeanor and asked back calmly.
“Both.”
“That sounds like you think either one of those authorities alone would be sufficient.”
Why was he so relaxed?
And on top of that, so logically composed.
As expected, he was no ordinary person.
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Then all the more reason you should tell me.”
“Why is that?”
“The Vice Headmaster is busy with many matters, so I’ve been concurrently serving as the 5th Class professor.”
“…….”
The situation was flowing in a slightly strange direction.
Well, considering the 모습 he showed in 2nd Class, he certainly had more than enough capability to be entrusted with 5th Class.
In fact, it was even stranger that he was only holding a regular teacher position.
“So tell me. What is it you want to discuss?”
“Yes.”
Since I had already decided to probe anyway, there was no reason to hide it.
“I want to transfer schools. I was curious about the procedure.”
“……Transfer?”
At that moment, his expression—which had maintained calm the entire time—twisted slightly.
That was definitely an expression born of surprise.
“A sudden transfer? No, more importantly, which branch school do you want to go to?”
“Rus Branch School.”
“……Rus? Out of all the branch schools, why Rus Branch School?”
“It just looks better to me. I saw it in the Underworld, and the uniform was much prettier than this one. It was pale and white.”
I answered with a lie.
I had never seen the Rus Branch School’s uniform.
However, I could tell that the uniforms of that branch school were white just by looking at the uniform I was wearing now.
The school where the Fire Elementalist Ed Etar was Headmaster had red uniforms.
That meant the uniforms of other branch schools followed the color of their respective elements.
Still, this meeting was nothing more than a probe. I wasn’t determined to go through with it no matter what.
Of course, if I really could go, it would be icing on the cake for me.
If they said it wasn’t possible due to the Joint Admission System, I could just persuade Hei and Kiena and say the three of us would go together.
However, if it truly became possible, I would end up breaking my promise with Banshi, and that weighed on my mind.
But just as Banshi had her personal circumstances, I had mine as well.
If there was a difference between Banshi’s circumstances and mine, it was that hers were literally personal circumstances, whereas mine affected the entire Magical Society.
When it came to setting priorities, I judged that it was right for me to meet Alfric first, grasp the situation, and then fulfill my promise to Banshi afterward.
“A transfer, huh……. That’s something without precedent.”
Yet surprisingly, Nylon’s response wasn’t negative.
‘So it might…… be possible?’
It was a moment where hope unexpectedly stirred.