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[397] The rapidly changing situation (1)
The shouts of the medical personnel were entangled, but the students did not hear them. Eider's miserable figure on the stretcher was substituted for a hundred words.
According to the first person who challenged Shirone, it was the height of misery. Fear was already sprouting in the hearts of some students who weighed Shirone against Fermi.
Since Eider left the front line, capturing the hill was a disqualification for the screamer team, but Shirone's expression was not good.
No matter how sweet the effectiveness of evil, man has a heart that loves good and wants to do it.
I want to believe that.
However, Eider activated the AT algorithm at the last moment.
It wasn't that lightning fell from the sky, or that a giant hand came down and snatched him away.
Are humans really infinitely free? Or is this, too, just part of a larger system outside of cognition?
"It is a victory for the Shirone team. Earn 20 points. This concludes the evaluation of the occupation of the hill."
Shirone walked over to her friends and apologized, putting Maya on the shoulder who was still trembling in fear.
"Sorry. For putting us in such a tough fight."
"I'm fine. I'm more worried about you than that."
Shirone is a determined and cool-headed person enough to completely disengage Eider from his senior year.
However, it was only the manifestation of insight to go straight to the goal in the shortest distance, not the strength that comes from emotion.
'It must be difficult, Shirone… … .'
The truth is, I don't want to fight anyone. All troubles start from there.
What is an extremely easy choice for someone becomes the most complicated problem in the world for Shirone.
Eider received emergency treatment outside the battlefield.
When the medical officer who checked to see if the heart was beating shouted, the person next to him rushed somewhere.
The Electric Monster Licorn, who had confirmed that far, turned to Fermi and said.
"Eider succeeded. I scraped the inside of the Shirone properly."
Fermi shook his head.
If it's a guy who moves only with emotions, it's not even a job to play with. Although his disposition was extremely different, Shirone was of a similar type to himself.
"Rather, it is a case where emotions have strengthened the coolness. If you do not step on the Eider, the 2nd and 3rd Eiders will appear. I calculated that it would be better to step on the bud in advance."
"Anyway, the strategy worked. I've seen all of Shirone's techniques. From now on, all you have to do is collect the magic that can win the battle and counterattack. Wasn't it like that from the start?"
"Of course, but… … ."
Fermi rested his chin and thought.
If it is an overall evaluation with 20 points, everyone will do their best. However, it is assumed that he wanted to save at least the laser guidance algorithm.
In that respect, Eider met the trading conditions exactly. Nevertheless, what is the true nature of this sense of incongruity that haunts one's mind?
"I get it."
Lichen looked back at Fermi.
"You were hiding it? No, he didn't hide anything from the start. Optical wing, shotgun movement, laser guidance algorithm. Even if it wasn't for Eider, I would have pulled out the card at any time if necessary. Then why was I mistaken? It's because Shirone's growth rate is much faster than others."
I already have three skills that I couldn't use before entering my senior year.
Even if she knew everything about Shirone now, it was impossible to predict how much she would evolve in the graduation exam.
'In just 3 months, I was equipped with two intermediate and one advanced magic. Just looking at the speed, it's almost the same speed as the military strengthening that leads to my money management.'
Fermi said to his colleagues without looking back.
"It's a special sale."
"huh?"
"Tell all customers that you're giving them a 20 percent discount. And from now on, I only buy advanced magic. Buy whatever comes your way before graduation exams."
Sona's Hercy approached with a tearful face.
"But Fermi, then this year's revenue… … ."
"What did I say?"
Hersy's face, pierced by Fermi's gaze, turned pale. Fermi, the perfect manager, was just as terrifying as Fermi the eater.
"If you don't eliminate minor variables, they become unmanageable variables when you encounter them."
Hersy spat it out clearly, and Fermi turned away coldly.
"sun."
"Ah Okay."
When Fermi left the hall, the remaining four followed after watching.
The area around the battlefield was still noisy. Several students were desperately trying to stop the screamer.
They hated meddling in other people's affairs, but if they left it like this, Eider might die.
"Let go! Son of a bitch, I'm going to kill you! Let go of this!"
"Screamer! calm down! Eider is seriously injured! If you hit, you really die!"
There would be no place to hit a full-body fracture patient anymore, but with the personality of a screamer, it was unpredictable.
"I'm beating you to death! A cheeky bastard dares to overturn the board I designed?"
The team was disqualified due to a strategy that was not agreed upon. In addition, since he colluded with Fermi, he couldn't help but turn a blind eye to him, who was sensitive to his back alley loyalty.
"Aww! it's annoying!"
The screamer kicked the ground and threw dirt on Eider. The medical personnel who were worse off glared at me as if they were going to kill me and pointed their finger at me.
"you! More than 10 meters away from the patient! Otherwise, I will report it to the teacher!"
"cadet! Shit!"
Having regained his reason, the screamer shook the hands of the students and turned around. There's nothing you can do about it right now, but once you recover from your injuries, Eider will have to be prepared to be half dead.
Screamer walked over to the drinking fountain, opened the cap, and drank in one gulp. Then, as Shirone and the others approached, he pointed at the water bottle with his finger and said,
"Don't be proud that you won. If it wasn't for Eider, I wouldn't have known the outcome."
Nade snorted.
"You are laughing! Was it a game we caught anyway? And would you have promised? I want to apologize to Maya."
Screamer grinded his teeth. I had to apologize for what I said, but I couldn't bear to let go of my mouth.
There were also unfortunate aspects. How could he win the game with a rare idiot named Aida?
"Sheesh! what is an apology Hey, drink some water."
Screamer handed over a water bottle as if to end it with this. However, the reaction that came back was unexpected.
As Maya, still unable to escape from the trauma, shook her shoulders in shock, a sigh escaped from the screamer's mouth.
'Ah, if you get scared by a few hits. What kind of wizard would that be… … .'
Maya has no talent for magic. No, apart from his talent, his way of thinking is not like a wizard.
After all, the personality of a person is white and white, and the important thing in reality is who gets through it.
Her face was swollen, her eyes were like frightened rabbits, and her hands were folded like a punisher.
"Maya, you… … ."
Just don't be a wizard.
Screamer swallowed the next words. It's her life anyway, and it's something she has to choose.
Also, when I looked at him without thinking that he was a wizard, I sympathized a little with the way he was bitten by a mad dog and went crazy.
"Yeah, I'm sorry."
Screamer frowned and placed the water bottle in Maya's hand.
"I'm sorry I said it was a pig-picking sound. You sing well, try hard. No need to worry about Eider. As soon as I get back, I'll send you back to the hospital."
"Screamer… … ."
Screamer is a difficult person for Maya. He is always angry, and, of course, often gets caught in the same group, and his heart flutters at the mere sight of each other. When I heard an apology from such a person, tears poured out as the sadness I had until now surged.
"Ah, I really can't get used to it. Hey, did you apologize? I go."
The screamer shook his head and left the training ground with another water bottle.
* * *
A holiday two weeks after the evaluation of occupying the high ground.
Shirone, Nade, and Eruki took flowers and headed to the advanced class. It is because I heard that Siena, who received an award in her royal castle for this thesis, has been promoted to the official 5th class.
In the magic schools under the command of the kingdom of Tormia, there was no school where a certified 5th grade wizard was a regular teacher, except for the Royal Magic School, so it was inevitable that he was a sergeant of Alpheas Magic School.
"But is it okay if we go? Seniors don't go outside the steel gate. I mean, it creates a sense of incongruity for the juniors."
"I still have to congratulate you. Just like during the presentation, he paid a lot of attention."
The moment I entered the advanced class building while having a conversation, all the students in the hallway widened their eyes.
A graduating class senior who said it was difficult to even see his face appeared. Even three people.
"wow! It's Shirone-senpai!"
"Eruki-senpai and Nade-senpai are there too!"
The hallway was blocked in an instant as students came out of the classroom every time.
Seeing the bright eyes of her juniors, Shirone recalled the memories of being astonished by Sanuel's supersonic demonstration.
'Well, I was like that too.'
It is unimaginable now that he competes every day with players of similar level to Sanuel.
Maybe that's why the juniors I took classes with just a few months ago looked much younger than before.
"Hello, senior! My name is Orn, the best prospect in Class Four!"
A young boy walked out of the crowd and bent over.
It was a face she had never seen in an integrated class until last year, so Shirone tilted her head.
"Oern?"
"yes. I entered this semester. You won't know."
"Ah, so you're a transfer student."
Orn raised one corner of his mouth and shook his head.
"no. I also started magic late. It's similar to Shirone-senpai."
It was only then that Shirone took a closer look at Oern. It was said that as soon as he entered the magic school, he scored quite impressively on the Class Four entrance exam.
'huh?'
When a dangerous energy suddenly spread, Shirone entered the Spirit Zone with a learned instinct. Oern's Spirit Zone pierced her chest like a sharp spear.
'Hmm, that's right.'
If you are a promising prospect in the advanced class, there is no way you have not heard the anecdote about Shirone.
Most of all, his followers, Mark and Maria, are holding out here with a sense of tradition.
Eider's departure from his senior year must also have had an impact. It would depend on the graduation schedule, but with the possibility that one person in Class 4 might skip a grade, it was natural that he was highly motivated.
'how is it? Even seniors have no choice but to admit this, right?'
Orn knew how great the senior class was. However, he did not think that his talent was inferior to Shirone, who is now the most famous magic school.
Even though Shirone entered school at the age of 18, she started in class 7. On the other hand, he was two years younger than him, but he was a genius who entered Class Four at once.
Shirone just laughed.
This is why seniors don't step out of the steel gate. If you deal with juniors who don't know the world, you won't be able to do anything.
'Certainly you have talent. but… … .'
Shirone suddenly opened her eyes and glared at Oern.
As the Spirit Zone changed to an offensive type, as many as 200 thorns came out towards Oern.
"Ahh!"
A frightened Oern sat down on the spot. He planted his back on the ground and looked up at Shirone with a tired expression.
I thought I wouldn't be pushed back as much as in the spirit zone, but the attack type from before was on a different level.
'Nonsense. Apparently Mark was the defensive type… … .'
Shirone squatted down to meet them at eye level.
"you. Are you specialized in attack types?"
"yes? Ah yes."
I thought so. Looking at her personality, which I identified from our short meeting, she was a junior full of energy like Amy.
"It's not all about sharpening the mind. Offensive type requires speed and agility. If you stay in the same state of mind over and over again, you'll get used to it."
"Yeah, that's right."
O'Hern blankly looked up at Shirone. He was far more distant than he had vaguely thought.
'Is this your senior year?'
As Shirone took a step forward, the students who were blocking the hallway opened to the left and right as if a waterway was splitting.
"He's a really cheeky kid. Doesn't it just look like the old Eruki?"
At Nade's words, Shirone frowned in horror as she recalled her first meeting with Eruki.
"No, compared to Eruki, he's really humble."
"Because confidence is proportional to skill. In that sense, it is only natural that he is more humble than me."
"Anyway, that bottomless confidence… … ."
Dozens of juniors were looking at the backs of the three as they exchanged conversations and walked away toward the end of the hallway.
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Chapter - 398 - The rapidly changing situation (2) 5.txt
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[398] The rapidly changing situation (2)
Siena arrived at the inn in a drunken state after finishing the ceremony to commemorate the official 5th grade wizard promotion.
She received numerous bouquets of flowers, but what she brought back were the flowers that Shirone had given her.
Taking off my shoes and looking down, I saw dozens of congratulatory letters from various organizations.
Siena sat down at the desk with a pile of correspondence, flipped her hair, examining them one by one.
There was no end to the Tormia Defense Magic Research Institute, the Royal Magic Museum, the Climate Association, and the Wizard Pension Corporation.
"Whoa, it looks like I was successful too."
Siena took off her coat and stood up. A hangover isn't a problem for her, but she was sweating so much that she wanted to wash up first.
Taking off her coat and throwing it on the desk, she found a unique institutional seal in the stack of letters.
"Kaizen Swordsmanship Academy?"
She was born in the Olifer family and had always lived as a wizard, so she had no special relationship with swordsmanship.
"Is this the person you met at the teachers' meeting?"
Siena opened the letter and checked the name.
Parka Kuan.
"ah… … Mr. Kuan."
Kuan was the person I met last year when I went out to see the line due to the pressure from the Olifer family.
I remember that it was not a bad place. Although his tone was cold and his demeanor cold, he did not cross the line of rudeness.
"How did you know and sent the letter?"
You may have heard it through the teacher association. However, swordsmanship and magic are completely different fields, so if I hadn't paid attention to them, I would have been unaware of them.
"This should be answered."
Siena sat back in the chair with only her underwear on. Opening her drawer and taking out her stationery, she dabbed her fountain pen with her ink and brought it to her paper.
Tok.
The dot on the white paper did not move for a long time.
'Brother Armin… … .'
If there was only one person who wanted to be congratulated, it was Armin.
A person who gave up his eyes for himself as a child. If it wasn't for him, he wouldn't have dreamed of getting to where he is today.
Siena put the dotted stationery in the drawer. She felt sorry for Kuan, but there was no vacancy in her heart with the afterimage of Armin, who had already left.
'How are you? It seems that the works are not even released.'
Since he left while working at Creas, not a single letter had come from him.
I was worried that something had happened, since he had sent me a letter at least once every three months.
'but. Because he's a lot smarter than me.'
Who can care about whom?
Although she became a certified 5th-class wizard, in front of Armin, Siena was still just the crybaby sister of her childhood.
Siena looked up at the ceiling and smiled sadly.
"Whoops. Brother, did I do well?"
* * *
It was the most terrible dream of my life.
Numerous Maras attacked from a hole the size of a city in the sky.
Beings called demons, demons, and gods by humans were destroying all living things on the ground.
so lost everyone
Among the corpses spread like a field, all the people Shirone loved were dead.
'no! no!'
Shirone sobbed in front of Amy's corpse.
Her gaze, unable to close her eyes, was looking at the dozens of Maras floating in the sky in pity.
'Aaaaaa!'
Ataraxia was accumulating at a frightening speed. When Shirone's hair stood on end, a huge flash of light shook the sky.
Maras were buried in the light and disappeared.
The moment the entire world was filled with light, darkness rushed in from the outside and quickly covered the light.
Shirone was left alone in the dark. Even the name of solitude did not suit the only human left in the world.
Shirone knelt down and sobbed. He cried into the darkness to bring back the lost.
"S-ro-yes-yeo."
A muffled voice broke through the eardrum.
A small, thin flash passed, and the darkness opened up and down, revealing huge pupils.
Shirone's eyes widened. In the center of the huge pupil, his own image was reflected, distorting his face like a demon.
"… … ! … … !"
Syrone shouted as she coughed up blood. It was the first time in his life that he had hated anything.
But the voice was not audible, as if submerged in water.
The huge eyes that were just indifferently stuck in the darkness continued to speak in a muddy voice.
"You have the right and duty to answer the questions left to you."
"… … ! … … !"
Tears of blood flowed from both eyes. All kinds of curse words and abusive language were shot at the pupils.
Losing control even in his dreams, he struck down the darkness with both fists. He had resentment, resentment, and longing on his trembling shoulders.
The huge eyes looked at Shirone for the first time. There was no pupil movement, but it must have been.
As if she suddenly had ears, Shirone could finally hear her own voice in her dreams.
"What? What question am I supposed to answer?"
"… … ."
the pupil asked.
"Huh!"
Surprised, Shirone straightened her upper body. My eyes caught my eye on the blanking plate on the desk with memo pads sticking to it.
'my room. That's my room… … .'
Shirone collapsed on the desk again. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body felt weak as if he had been exhausted.
"Whoa, what the hell is it? Why do I have such a strange dream… … ."
Feeling the texture of the paper clinging to his cheek, he straightened up. Among the densely written notes, one word caught my eye.
destruction of heaven.
I fell asleep after studying magic all night. It's literally like developing genocidal magic. I wondered if I was having a nightmare with the added stress that there was still no solution.
It was already 5:00 in the morning.
Shirone neatly organized his notes. Ten books of ideas related to heaven-destroying magic have already been turned into notebooks. Our understanding of God Particles has improved, but the probability of meeting Gaold's proposed criteria is still 0%.
'No, there is a way. maybe… … .'
If completed, it will be the most destructive magic in the world. Even so, the reason I can't give up is because I still have a faint echo like the correct answer in my brain.
After washing herself with warm water, Shirone left the accommodation with a notebook and pen in her crossbody bag.
The graduation class that started in winter was already heading toward summer. The night had shortened, and it had just dawned, and the air was refreshing as if mixed with carbonated water. There was a clear sound of birds chirping in the forest.
'Can I really go to heaven?'
When I met Gaold, it seemed like a year would pass. However, as he lived in the busy schedule of his senior year, it felt like all the promises related to him were unraveling like a dream.
"uh? Shirone?"
Shirone turned her head to see Maya sitting on a garden bench and blinking. In her hands, she was holding a mug filled with steaming coffee.
"Maya, what are you doing at this hour?"
"huh? I always get up now Because I have to play weather music. You?"
Although Shirone woke up every morning to the sound of music, he never thought of such a trivial trouble.
"Oh, I see. I woke up early I have some time left, so I am going for a walk."
"I see."
The two of them became closer than before after occupying the high ground, but the situation where they met alone was not created because they wanted to, so an awkward air flow flowed.
Maya, who lowered her head and pushed the mug away with her thumb, gathered up the courage and pointed to the seat next to the bench.
"Do you want to sit down?"
Shirone did not decline. He was just out to cool her head, but being with Maya wasn't a bad choice either.
While a wizard draws a line like a knife in each area, Maya strides in beyond the line and caresses the pain of others.
As a magician, Shirone was embarrassed at first because he didn't want to pass on the work he was supposed to do to others.
But now I have to admit it honestly.
Her kindness was an oasis that moistened Shirone's heart, which was gradually desolate from the intense graduation schedule.
"Would you like a drink? It's still warm."
Maya handed over coffee mixed with sugar and milk. Shirone, suffering from stress, had no reason to refuse sweets. Of course, since the opponent was Maya, he could touch it without hesitation.
"Yeah, thank you."
As Shirone put her mouth together and drank the coffee, Maya's face turned red and smiled shyly.
"Is something wrong? Your expression looks dark."
Shirone groaned and leaned back on the bench.
"I've been thinking about something lately, but I haven't been able to figure it out. I haven't been able to sleep for days and I'm thinking about it. Besides, I had a terrible nightmare today. That's why I don't feel good."
Even in Maya's eyes, Shirone's body was very thin. She was on the rise in her senior year, so I thought she wouldn't have any worries, but it didn't seem like that when she reached the level of Shirou 4.
"Don't think too hard. It's like that when I sing sometimes too. If you try to sing too well, there are cases where it is strangely overpowered and it does not work well."
Shirone also experienced the insight that if you don't empty your mind, your mind won't flow.
But that alone cannot make a great deal.
When the dam is opened in the state of being squeezed to the limit, the mind becomes a huge torrent and reaches a genius idea.
"Hmm, I don't know. Whether it's easy or hard, it has to make sense. I might go crazy if I do this."
Shirone tilted her head. Diligent birds were flying across the sky in search of breakfast.
Maya's expression changed to pity. How much trouble did she have to make the dark circles under her eyes look so thick?
"Shirone… … ."
Maya's hand covered Shirone's hand. Even in the midst of this, Shirone's gaze was fixed on the sky.
There was no way to know whether it was because he was immersed in thought or not, or whether he knew but tolerated it, but just the fact that he was holding Shirone's hand made his heart feel like it would burst.
"Shirone, can you tell me what's going on? No matter how brilliant a person is, there are times when they miss the smallest details. If you seek help from others, you may find a solution."
Shirone blinked slowly.
'Hmm, seek help? That's a good way too. But this is a state secret, so to whom… … huh?'
Shirone's eyelids stiffened open. It was such a static disposition that you might think it was dead when you saw it from a distance.
Maya didn't notice the change in Shirone.
I want to comfort Shirone. yourself, not anyone else. She became his woman.
She felt her body lean toward Shirone. The thought crossed her mind that she could still be like this, but if she didn't like it, she would have expressed her refusal from the moment I held her hand.
Maybe Shirone is also waiting for the next one to come?
Gaining objective courage from her subjective thoughts, Maya gently opened her chubby lips and advanced toward Shirone's mouth.
"Shirone, maybe I… … ."
"God Particles."
"huh?"
Unknown sounds leaked from Shirone's mouth.
Get help. There are limits to being alone.
The light that flowed feebly in my brain was amplified at a tremendous speed, giving me goosebumps. Finally, with a feeling of refreshment as if my brain was being pierced, my head went white.
"Maya!"
"Mi, sorry! i just… … !"
Maya hurriedly crouched down. It wasn't until he came to his senses that he realized what he was trying to do. A perfect situation to be mistaken for a pervert, or maybe not a pervert for real?
Shirone put down the mug with a thunk and stared at Maya.
"Hey, Shirone, so you know, why did I do that… … ."
And without a second to hear, he hugged Maya.
Maya's eyes widened. As her head grew hazy, the joy of having her world filled her.
"Thank you, thank you very much! I finally figured it out!"
Shirone, who had grabbed Maya by the shoulder and vigorously shook her, jumped out carrying her crossbody bag like a half-fazed person.
"Sorry! I have work to do! See you later!"
When Shirone, who was running with all her might, stumbled and stumbled, Maya jumped to her feet. But before he could shout, he regained his balance and moved away from the other side of the park.
Maya heard her own heart beating. Today was not a lucky day, but a windfall.
Maya exclaimed with a happy smile.
"Shirone! To work hard! Go for it!"
Instead of answering, Shirone raised her fist.
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[399] The rapidly changing situation (3)
bang!
Shirone slammed the door open, slammed it shut with the same force, and jumped into the desk.
The neatly placed notes were scattered again.
After opening one of them, Shirone flipped through the notes quickly until a blank page appeared before she took up her pen and sat down.
'main point. You have to write it down from the core. So, what does core mean? Ah, right, from the core… … .'
My brain was so fully awake that I couldn't process too many thoughts at once.
The hand holding the pen trembled. It felt like someone was trying to get into my head and steal my thoughts.
First of all, a large-scale guideline was drawn up. I felt relieved to think that the danger of oblivion was over.
However, my hands were still busy, and I opened the notes I had recorded so far and started grafting numerous ideas into the core.
The nib moved as if cutting paper.
As much as the speed of thought, the handwriting developed, and the eye was tracking the journey of writing without blinking.
After the theory, all that was left was calculations. Shirone verified the reality through a simple physical system theory.
Accurate calculations need to be verified by experts, but availability can be determined with a simple formula. It was such a problem.
When the calculations were finally over, Shirone put the pen down with a click.
On the last page, in the last year, there was a number that exceeded the number he wanted.
Shirone stared at the notebook in a stunned state.
As if his soul had been sucked into it, saliva ran down his still throat.
bang!
Two fists hit the desk like a hammer. Shirone, who buried his face up to her chest, was unable to move for a long time and trembled.
"Haaaaa."
When she raised her head again, Shirone's face showed no trace of the early joy of creating a new magic.
"really… … It works."
It is not yet certain. But it was certainly theoretically possible.
While complex constraints apply, if the circumstances are right, Shirone could wipe Heaven off the map.
A rush of fear crept in.
Because the possibility was so small, no, I thought it was impossible, so my thoughts spread to areas where I didn't even have to advance.
Clearly, blowing a counter to Heaven, which is planning a final war, can be its own self-defense.
Ji-sung argues that there is no need to go to the end to experience things that you do not have to experience.
but.
'If I had known Eider's tendencies in advance, would I still have followed the same strategy?'
This was a bit of a difficult problem.
If Eider hadn't attacked Maya, but had he left him with an intelligent judgment, would the result be the same as it is now?
There are two criteria for a magician to measure efficiency. justification and reality. If Fermi is efficiency-oriented, Shirone is the tendency to prioritize justification.
Actuality produces immediate results, but justification leads the flow and ultimately yields great profits.
Can't see which one is better. However, the matter of destroying heaven was definitely a strategy that was biased toward practicality.
"I need to meet Ikael."
Why did she pass on Ataraxia? Did she know that her choice at the time would come back as a boomerang that could destroy heaven?
"I need to meet Ikael."
One more reason to meet her.
* * *
The graduating class schedule has already passed the 12th week.
Although students have been busy running without even a chance to catch their breath, the atmosphere on campus has been chaotic recently. No, beyond the school, the entire kingdom was noisy.
Senior students always had a newspaper in their hands. Whether in the restaurant or in the park, stories of shocking incidents at the Magic Association were exchanged.
Former Sorcerer's Association President Mikea Gaold Wanted for Treason
Shirone read the headline at the top of the newspaper several times before turning his attention to the article.
I saw a post saying that there was an assassination attempt on Tormia's King Adolf XII 10 days ago.
This was shocking because Adolf was not a tyrant and was popular with Baska.
But even more shocking than that was the fact that the person who was pointed out as behind the assassination was Mikea Gaold.
Newspapers were competing to publish relevant evidence.
The fact that he had gone into hiding two days before the assassination attempt was also cited as supporting evidence.
I could hear students entering the park complaining.
"I mean, nothing else, treason. What did you do that for?"
"Who is not? It used to be the pride of the school, but now it has become the school's shame. If you are guilty of treason, the school will also be hit hard. Even if you block the path of your juniors, they will still be oil fountains."
It may be said that Gaold was not in front of them, but on the other hand, it was not that they did not understand their feelings.
Shirone read the article again.
The people who disappeared with Gaold included Gando, the head of the Magic Association's guard, and Plu, the 3rd floor manager.
In the lower column of the newspaper, the questions and answers from the emergency hearing on national safety measures held yesterday were recorded.
Most of the Magic Association employees were lined up with circumstances that suspected Gaold of treason.
Only Isabella, a certified third-class magic library manager of the Magic Association, insisted on Gaold's innocence, but in the end, she was arrested on the spot by the kingdom's national intelligence agents and is currently imprisoned.
"Whoa, it turns complicated."
Shirone folded the newspaper and looked up at the sky.
Gaold plotted treason.
Is this even possible?
No, treason might be possible for someone with a level of strength like Gaold.
But the question is, why the hell? It was that.
said Nade.
"Even a first-class archmage runs away because the state moves. Anyway, how are you now? I heard that there are a lot of strange people coming and going at our school. Eruki, what do you know? You often get letters from your father."
An albino, the leader of the dragons, would surely have accurate information, but Eruki shook his head.
"You just said it was premature. Besides, it's not something to write in a letter or something. Those people from earlier are probably from the National Intelligence Service. Gaold will search everywhere he can find refuge."
Eruki looked back at Shirone.
I knew that he had been to the Magic Association during vacation. He wasn't sure, but he had the feeling he was hiding something.
"Shirone, do you know anything?"
"… … ."
Shirone didn't say anything. Especially in this situation, he had to be more careful with his words.
There was no guarantee that if Isabel, a certified third-class, would be arrested on the spot, she would not harm herself as well as her friends.
'What the hell is going on? What's going on?'
Did Gaold really try to assassinate the King?
I thought there was little chance of that happening.
A project that has been prepared for 20 years is now just a few months away. Even the assassination of the king may have been included in the project, but even so, there was a sense of failure in vain.
'Looking at the article, Gaold often revealed his disposition to be an anhamuin. It is also written that he cursed the king to a foreign diplomat. But didn't he continue to hold the position of president of the association? One way or another, it has to be seen that an emotional equilibrium has been maintained between the two powers. But suddenly it broke. Why now?'
It was too frivolous and tremendous to see that it took place before going to heaven, which was not enough even after all preparations were made.
'No, maybe that's why it's inevitable?'
Shirone reversed time and thought about it.
'Gaold prepared the project for 20 years. It would be impossible to completely control the information. As the time for ignition was approaching, he began to act somewhere to put out the fire. It makes the most sense to see it that way.'
If the assumptions were true, this was the worst.
Shirone is a member of Gaold's project. When he dug into the NIS, he had no choice but to come up with his own name.
'Who the hell moved? Tormia Kingdom? Or what beyond? How far do you know No, how long can you hide it? Then, what should I prepare for?'
"… … Lone. Shirone."
Shirone woke up from her thoughts and looked back at Eruki.
"Uh, huh?"
"What are you thinking? Are you okay? Your face is pale?"
Nade looked at him worriedly.
"what? Is that so? Shirone, can you tell me what's going on? Actually, I didn't want to ask because I was afraid you would get in trouble, but if it's something that's too much for you to handle alone, we'll fight together."
Disclosure is absolutely impossible. It was like driving friends to death beyond personal feelings.
Of course, there was no way that Eruki and Nade would not know that. But because of that, he would understand the current silence as well.
"Sorry. I'll tell you everything later when I get a chance."
Eruki didn't feel sad.
Shirone is not stupid. If it was something that could be solved by talking, I would have told you right away. It just upset her friend that the situation wasn't helpful.
"okay. We'll pretend we don't know. But don't be stubborn. The most important thing is you. If you end up in danger, I'll start acting in one way or another."
When Eruki of the Mercodyne family said that, I felt quite relieved.
Albino said he didn't write anything down in the letter, but maybe Eruki knew more than he expected. It was a family that could do that enough.
"thank you. But it's really okay. I'll go into the house first. I have something to think about."
Shirone stood up coldly, but her heart was different. It was fortunate that Eruki and Nade were there. At worst, even Amy and Rian wouldn't turn a blind eye.
Even if they were wrong, they were people who could protect their loved ones enough.
Shirone could be satisfied with that.
* * *
As summer came, it rained more frequently.
The morning was sunny, but the changeable weather was pouring rain before I knew it.
The rainy season came so early.
It was past midnight, and Shirone was standing in front of the window, watching the pouring rain.
It's been three days since Isabelle's arrest, but there's still no word from Gaold.
Newspapers inflated the facts and published more provocative articles, and now they had become public enemies.
The people presumed to be the NIS were no longer visible. But it may just be a cover-up.
The evaluation schedule was also proceeding normally, but the students' motivation was noticeably dampened.
It must be that he felt skeptical about the fact that the kingdom's best wizard, the head of the Magic Association, had fallen into a miserable situation.
'Will Isabelle be okay?'
As far as Syrone knew, Isabelle was not in Gaold's bodyguard.
So, was Gaold's defense at the hearing simply out of affection?
Or is there something about it that you don't know about?
I remembered her beautiful face as she kindly explained the laser guidance algorithm.
On the last day, he put a Kubrick on his finger and showed him how to use it.
smart.
Shirone's heart sank at the sound of knocking.
It's already past midnight.
There was absolutely no reason for anyone to come to their room when even the teachers were asleep.
smart.
Shirone entered the Spirit Zone. The radius was extremely narrow so as not to be noticed by the person outside the door.
Even as I approached the door, muffled footsteps, I couldn't hear a voice from an unknown person.
"… … who are you?"
No answer means no friends. They would have sent a signal in some way.
If you break down the door, escape by teleportation. With only one guideline stuck in his head, he narrowed the distance.
Shirone, who finally arrived at the door, brought her eyes to the hole in the board.
His expression as he looked outside in a super nervous state went blank for a moment, then he hurriedly grabbed the doorknob and turned it.
"Seniors?"
Flew stood there clutching his injured shoulder.
Exhausted, his face was pale and his bluish lips trembled. At first glance, it was a look of serious suffering.
Her clothes were tattered and she wasn't even wearing underwear, so all of her flesh could be seen through the soaked cotton.
The only thing that kept the old look was the wizard's eyes behind the glasses.
"Shirone… … ."
Flew's face felt relieved for a moment, then he collapsed into Shirone's arms before he could finish his sentence.
"Seniors. Seniors."
Shirone hugged Fleur and carried her to bed, looked carefully through the hallway, and then silently closed the door.
When I got back to bed, Flew was already sitting. Although he covered his chest with his arm, it was only an act of consideration for Shirone, and there was no shame in his determined expression.
The thought of preparing a warm cup of tea crossed my mind for a moment. But in the end, I stopped thinking.
He escaped from Basuka to Kreas' magic school.
The fact that they came to themselves without any power meant that their situation was much more serious than expected.
"Seniors! What happened? You were worried!"
There were so many things to say. But I couldn't even guess what to say.
Flew pondered, as if choosing his words. After a while, her face began to contort in remorse.
"Gando-nim, no, Gando-nim… … ."
Fleur slowly turned to Shirone. A single tear trickled down from the sharp eyes that seemed to pierce even the iron plate.
"Gando betrayed us."
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[400] The rapidly changing situation (4)
Kashan Empire.
The coronation ceremony of the emperor of the Kashan Empire, which occupies one-third of the territory of the human world, the conqueror of the northwestern part of the continent, was approaching in an hour.
The succession process, as always, was informal and clandestine.
In the spire on the 23rd floor of the huge palace of Aganos, there were only two Theraze who shared the same memories and a few who knew their private secrets.
The transfer of power from Theraze Mystra to Theraze Uorin.
From the outside, it's a common succession ceremony in which parents give their place to their children, but someone knows.
The only thing that has changed is the name.
Theraje was a proper noun for 'something' that had lived through the ages, repeating itself only.
"With this, the handover of the temple is over. Well, if the crusade is over, it should be considered finished."
14 hours ago, Uorin was on her way back from a visit to the World Chamber in the Central Continent.
And there, he was introduced to the temple for the first time, and after an hour, he ascended to the Three Emperors.
Even within the Holy Temple, the world's strongest superpack, Theraze's influence was strong.
Under the Three Emperors, there are Chilwangseong, the kings of the seven most powerful nations on the continent, and King Lee, the head of the fairies and dragons.
It was no exaggeration to say that these 12 monarchs who belonged to the Holy Temple were the ones who were at the top of the world.
In an instant, Uorin became the ruler of the world from Kazura's princess, but she couldn't find joy in her expression. Anyway, everything was only a subset of the name Theraje.
"I don't need any rubbish. Because I have already verified that there is no error between you and my memory. But I have a question."
Uorin stopped walking and looked back at Mystra.
"Why are you so fast? I thought it would take another four years for me to ascend the throne."
Because the memories of mother and daughter are shared, they are two, yet one. Therefore, it was an issue that must be pointed out that there was an inflection point in each other's thoughts.
"Hmm, that's the point… … ."
Mystra turned to Uorin.
While she had black hair and strong eyes, Uorin had white hair and a transparent look.
Neither her husband, Orkamp, nor herself are gray. Hence the mutation.
It was 'herself' with 'future poetry', which was extremely rare among the ability 'history search' that made Theraze the present.
Perhaps, among the many daughters, it was an established fact that Wu Lin would become the emperor.
However, today's emperor's enthronement was an irregular undertaking that had not been calculated even in Mystra's head.
"don't worry. Extinction will surely do it. It's just that I came to Aganos because there were things I needed to pass on among the memories I had after you were born."
Now that Uorin has ascended to the Realm of the Three Emperors, there is no reason for Mystra to exist in this world. But she still had work to be done in her stand.
It was for this reason that the succession to the throne had been advanced by several years, and that he had pushed things forward so quickly, even accusing Mikea Gaold of treason.
Mystra entered the room and took out a locked box from a desk drawer. Then I handed it over to Wu Lin, who was sitting on the sofa and waiting, and sat across from her and crossed her legs.
"This box contains all the answers to your questions. You can take care of it, but it is a secret of the present mankind that no one knows. It will be a powerful weapon if used well, but given the circumstances, I had no choice but to use my hands first."
"How do I open it? You won't be able to break it."
"The key is with me. I can't show you yet. Before that, I have someone to introduce you to."
A knock sounded just in time.
There are only a handful of people in the world who have the right to enter the 23rd floor of the huge palace of Aganos, and Mystra told them to come in right away.
A tall man entered. His thin eyes and a good impression, his purple hair was swept back in an all-back style, and only one strand came down.
Former Tormia Magic Association Guard Captain Gando.
Since he is the first son of Theraze Mystra, biologically he is Uorin's older brother, but from a psychoanalytic perspective, he is a son. This was the reason why the genealogy of blood was meaningless to Theraze.
Gando bowed his head toward the ambiguous position of the two mothers.
"Did you call, mother?"
"Okay, come this way. You did a good job on this one."
To Gando, who was adopted by Tormia as soon as he was born and raised by the caregivers, Tormia's Magic Association was nothing but his whole life.
But all of that was a lie.
Even joining Gaold's bodyguard was just a false life designed by his mother.
In such a life filled with lies, the only sincerity Gando found was awe of Gaold.
In the end, however, he convicts Gaold of treason, and he escapes and ends up in his mother's arms.
"Oh, what's wrong with your expression? Could it be because of Gaold? You didn't have a private mind, did you?"
"The only person dear to me is my mother. but… … As a mage, I respect his accomplishments."
"ha. Gando, you are Theraze's son. You don't have to respect the president of the Magic Association."
Gando shut his mouth.
The Three Emperors would be fully qualified to say such a thing. However, having spent most of his life in Tormia, he still couldn't tell which was the truth.
Uorin looked at Jiandao and nodded.
"You are definitely different from Zion. I got it right this time."
"Whoops, right? I didn't expect you to be my son. Since you have talent, would you like to develop it into a wizard? You can put it next to it and use it if you want."
Gando lowered his head.
Did you pull it out correctly? do you grow well?
To Theraze, what kind of existence is she?
human? Biology? If not, is it a cogwheel part that must be turned around for the rest of its life stuck in the clock?
"Put it aside? Hmmm, I'm satisfied with the crouch. where. Gando, come this way."
Gando approached Uorin like a slave sold in a slave market. Every time her gaze penetrated here and there, it felt like that part was being stripped naked.
I couldn't make a bad tee.
Today, his biological mother, Mystra, will disappear. After being abandoned by Uorin, the only thing left was death.
"Yeah, what… … Shall we take it for a while? I have to pay attention to Kashan for the time being anyway."
"Thank you, Mother."
Gando bowed his head deeply. His eyes wandered as he looked down at the floor.
he will die
If Uorin is Mystra's incarnation, don't believe any word that comes out of her mouth.
"Instead, there are two conditions."
Wu Lin burst into laughter. The fact that she put forward her conditions to Terra Ze, the member of the Three Emperors, meant that she wanted to live that long.
"say it. If you can listen and listen… … ."
"Please do not confront anyone in Kashan."
It was meant to be recognized as an independent institution. If he survived and had to assist Urin, it would have been a natural move.
"good. second is?"
"Don't let me criticize my mother. I am just a warrior blindly fighting for her mother."
It just meant to be treated like a dog. Desperate, but the will to not want to go down to the line of servility.
Perhaps that was also a cool-headed way to break through as a mage, but Uorin didn't care.
There's nothing wrong with raising a puppy.
"You saved your life, Gando."
"I am grateful to my mother for her kindness."
said Mystra, waving her hands.
"Stop going out. Because there is work left."
Perhaps this was Gando and Mystra's last meeting, but I couldn't sense motherhood in her tone.
When Gando left the room, Mystra took out the key from her bosom as if the time had come.
"The reason for inheriting the throne faster than planned is to create a variable. Gaold will go to heaven and do something. It will help us in the end."
"Do you think he can make it? A 20-year plan went awry at once."
"It doesn't matter whether you succeed or not. In the end, it doesn't matter that something changes. Humans gamble on low odds because the rewards of winning outweigh the frustration of losing. I just gave it to Gaold."
"I still don't understand. I don't know what you're thinking. How could this be?"
"Of course. So you have to open the box. There, the déjà vu about the 'underlying incident' that only I know about is recorded. If you read it, you'll know exactly what I'm thinking."
Theraze has all the memories from the beginning to the present, and can quickly search through the vast amount of memories with its unique ability called 'History Search'.
At first, it was just a simple data search.
However, as the Guffin Reset occurs, this ability undergoes an explosive evolution. In other words, as a new history was created after the reset, a 'base event' was created under the existing history.
A kind of future foresight that was created when two different timelines sharing the same timeline were contrasted through déjà vu.
If it was Woo-rin, who added 'future poetry' to it, conquering heaven in her generation would not be just a dream.
"The reason I hid it until the end was because I thought subjective judgment would be involved in the history search if we exchanged opinions. See for yourself and judge for yourself. After all, I am you, and you are me."
Mystra walked to her desk. At the point of handing over her keys, she and her life's mission were all over.
Wu Lin asked.
"What are you going to do with it?"
"It doesn't matter whatsoever, just neatly."
Mystra held up the sword lying on the desk. The blade, pulled out with a gurgling sound, scattered the light in the room.
Uorin nodded and put the key in the box. Meanwhile, Mystra held her handle in her hands, lifted her head, and placed her blade at the nape of her neck.
She blinked as she stared at the ceiling, then suddenly remembered her and turned to Uorin.
"Right, you said you were eating Shirone, right? Are your thoughts still the same?"
Uorin shrugged as she opened the box.
"Ataraxia, aren't you handsome? The rest doesn't seem particularly important. Why, is there even an element of anxiety?"
"no. Yes, then."
Mystra raised her head again.
The touch was a little off, but this was also common. The long history of Theraje was not weak enough to provide a variable to a boy.
The moment Uorin opened the box, Mystra's sword moved sharply and a fountain of blood gushed out. After a while, there was a thump and the sound of Mystra collapsing.
Uorin didn't even pay attention. Her only interest was the information that was in the box.
The box contained documents on two agendas.
The title on the cover of the first document was 'Guffin Expungement'.
Because it is estimated that the Reset happened 19 years ago, Uorin, who was born after that, had a vaguer background than Mystra. However, it was not particularly important information because it was currently an issue that had been identified not only by the temple but also by major organizations in each country.
Uorin put down the first document, which had become a relic of the old era, and took out a new document lying under it.
'This is it… … .'
The hand that had reached out to the coffee cup stopped, then came back and grasped the document with both hands. And for a long time he savored the title written in the center of the document.
Anchera Eradication
Wu Lin quickly turned the page. Storage comes first, analysis comes second.
After memorizing all 200 pages, down to one Toshi, in 5 minutes, she took a candlestick and burned the document.
Uorin's eyes staring at the flames were fiercer than before. She finally realized what Mystra wanted to convey.
'You were right, Mystra.'
Gando knocked on the door and came in. He paused for a moment at the completely different scenery from when he left, but soon returned with a calm expression and lowered his head.
"Mother, it is time to celebrate the coronation."
"I get it. Don't leave now."
Gando turned his head to Mystra, who had fallen to the floor.
She cut her throat with a sword. You could tell without looking that she was an undisturbed cut.
"What about the corpse?"
"Take it away."
Uorin replied briefly, as if telling her not to interrupt her thoughts.
Gando took care of the sound of footsteps and removed the body.
It was the mother who gave birth to her. But now Mystra was Uorin. She is an existence that cannot be treated with human common sense. that's theraje
Uorin left her seat and strode out into the hallway.
At the end of the 23rd floor tower, there was a balcony overlooking the plaza where hundreds of thousands of imperial citizens had gathered.
When I pulled back the curtains and went out onto the balcony, a huge crowd stretched all the way to the horizon.
A huge shout erupted from the ground where they found Theraje. The heavens and earth shook and the heat rose to the top.
"Long live Her Majesty! Long live Her Majesty the Empress! Long live Her Majesty!"
Wu Lin raised her hand. Then, the volume he thought he could not go up more than doubled and paralyzed his hearing.
The whole world lay beneath her feet, but Uorin just looked down with a cold gaze.
Humans are unique creatures with as many personalities as the number of individuals, but when gathered together, they are also a species that is bound together under the name of human.
A gigantic monster called a human being, not someone else, was roaring at him.
'Shirone, there is no time. Meet Ichael. you have to change Otherwise… … .'
Uorin looked up at the sky. Only the sun was higher than her.
'Humanity will perish.'
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