Falling in Love at the Academy Means Death

Her heart started pounding.

During the short period of hiding in the dormitory, it was also the sound she had been waiting for for a long time, left alone.

At the same time, the footsteps of a person who had never visited him since he sent him here.

sure

Arien could distinguish the footsteps. Even if it sounds in a crowd of people.

Even if there are several people with a similar stride or gait.

As she left her room and went down the stairs, her chest rose and fell. Her hand trembled as she opened the doorknob. She is relieved at the sight of a man revealed when the door opens.

The last thing she could remember of him was his body being disfigured here and there.

The two men and women called each other by name.

“John.”

“Arien.”

What followed, the words of the two men and women crossed each other.

“How you doing?”

“Looks like you’ve become a wizard.”

The two of them raised their voices in unison and laughed awkwardly for a moment. After a while, it was John who spoke again.

“What’s wrong with your voice?”

“Ah, last night, I was singing… Are you uncomfortable listening?”

“no. Because I’m not feeling well.”

And at that moment, Arien was surprised. About yourself, who is now aware of the sound you hear right in front of your eyes.

‘This… what?’

A sensation that cannot be explained by conventional logic.

Soon after, Arien knew.

This is what the master said, a magical wonder.

To her, the sounds Yohan was making were not just auditory information. It was the total information that made him.

The sound of his breathing was describing his emotions.

The sound of his heart was describing his condition.

Johann tilted his head slightly as he looked at Arien’s expression.

“Why? It looks like you’ve seen a ghost.”

Arien could sense the unspoken intention in Johan’s voice.

“John, you need me.”

“… Is it like mind reading?”

Arien shook her head slightly. I decided not to be disappointed with John’s appearance, which was not very welcome.

He had a wish for himself, not because he wanted to see it.

“I am said to have a magical talent related to ‘sound’.”

Arien didn’t talk about her ‘reflection’ talent. Because it is related to future plans to return the favor to John.

“Sounds… .”

I’ve never put anything like that in the setting of the blood plate method.

For a moment, Arien felt a certain sense of the situation.

I sang until my throat was resting all night last night. However, the magical oddity did not appear. Today, I just focused on listening all day. But again, no oddities appeared.

Until John shows up.

“Didn’t you pass by the Wizard’s Tower last night?”

Yohan frowned a little, then nodded. Then Arien seemed to know.

About the characteristics of [Reflection] you have.

“And now something, I think I’ve woken up.”

“… this. You came at a dramatic moment.”

“You are my destiny.”

Because he was pretending to be calm, John thought that the opponent would not notice. But only the sound of John’s breathing was enough for her to feel.

John’s astonishment at the word ‘destiny’.

Arien is originally an extra who appears briefly and then disappears.

As she reasoned, if the word ‘destiny’ refers to the ‘programmed content’ of the savior from another world, the ‘destiny’ that Arien refers to is something she does not know.

“John seems to be facing death.”

“… Is this almost mind reading? Did you judge by listening to me?”

“yes.”

Awakened wizards sometimes change their personalities.

Yohan felt a sense of incongruity in Arien’s powerful voice. And it was important that she, too, could see through things about herself.

In a different way than Adrine.

On a different basis from Adrine.

“I will protect you.”

If Arien had said this when they first met, Johann would have thought it ridiculous.

However, the contents of her system log proved that she was a person who could do that.

[Name: Arien]

[Class Rating: Main Character]

Like stats, class ranks can also change depending on circumstances or event conditions. And Arien’s class grade was no longer [sub character]. Thanks to her randomly assigned magical talent, she proudly became the [main character].

And the main character means a person who can be involved in the stem of the main story.

John asked himself.

‘Do I need her help right now?’

As long as [Frantimo’s Jewelry Collection] has been checked, [Mulcan’s Sword] is sufficient. And after you finish Haeju, you can deal with Hidesolau’s Fangs.

If there is a problem, then

At the academy in the middle of the night, confronting a dragon soldier is to draw attention. To use [Mulcan’s Sword] while attracting attention is to destroy the secrecy I have maintained.

After quietly reading Arien’s system log, Yohan muttered.

“You mean the wizard of sound… .”

John didn’t want to say no, but kept his mouth shut. In order to go to the true ending anyway, you need a wizard colleague. If you were going to be friends with Arien, it wouldn’t be bad to learn about her abilities this time.

Above all, there was one strategy that made me want to think about it right now.

“It would be reassuring if you would.”

“Hey. Isn’t this a change in the roles of men and women?”

It was Bastia.

He whistled and came down the stairs.

“Are you hitting the strike team?”

“of course.”

“You know it when you touch it.”

He took John’s palm and looked at it. If you hold the sword for a long time, there is a part that naturally hardens. Bastia nodded in satisfaction.

“It is one month.”

“I know. If you remove the things that I couldn’t help because I’m on the march, I have three weeks left.”

Bastia nodded.

It was what he had promised.

If you diligently beat the battalion for a month, he will make you a disciple.

The reward of the [Bastia’s Hazing Ceremony] event was by no means small.

“but… I overheard it unintentionally. There was talk of death.”

“It’s something I can handle.”

“That’s your problem, I don’t know.”

Johan seemed to know what Bastia wanted to say.

“Isn’t that what makes Miss Arien get caught up in it too?”

“That’s what I want to do, sir.”

Bastia nodded at Arien’s sharp words. If it was his will, there was no reason to stop it. Johan said to Arien.

“Arien.”

“yes.”

“Tonight, 12 noon. Will you come to my room?”

***

I decided to avoid going straight back to my dorm room. Maybe Adrinne is waiting for me, and if I run into her, I’ll have to face a barrage of questions from her.

Of course, the disclosure of my information is something I want to delay as much as possible.

Let’s take a big breath and smile naturally.

The smell of paper has been around for a long time. A subtle scent in the damp air. It was a smell that could only be smelled in the library.

Of course, I didn’t come to smell the paper.

I remembered what Piralo had said.

‘How do you know about the magician’s eating succession law?’

‘I have no intention of making disciples yet.’

Words spoken by a card wizard named Pirallo. So I wanted to double check the settings I had made.

Before looking for the Imperial Encyclopedia, I looked around the library and was overwhelmed by its scale.

The Academy’s library is the second largest library after the Great Library in the Imperial Capital. There are more than 17,000 specialized books in a large space of 700 pyeong.

And there was more dust than I thought.

It is a place that is not properly managed compared to its size. A good measure would be that the students using it are invisible.

‘It will take quite a while.’

high ceilings.

A long bookshelf along the wall.

Although there are signposts that classify categories at regular intervals, they are useless. It was to the extent that there were war history books in the ‘Life-Culture’ corner. Besides, some books were so dusty that I had to pull them out or wipe the spines to find out the title.

After about an hour, I found the book I wanted. It was a thick book that could be used as a shield. And on the cover, in big letters, was written ‘Dictionary of Magic Terms’.

In the first place, books related to magic are not common. This is because ordinary magicians focus more on their efforts than on the transmission of their magic.

Sitting at the table, I quickly skimmed through the index.

“… Feeding Succession Act. 1205 pages.”

Turning the pages to that page, the explanation I was looking for appeared halfway through.

[Eating succession law (synonyms: mana feeding, mana feeding)]

[This method of transmission, also called ‘feeding mana’, is literally ‘eating’ the object into which the master injected mana. To use ingested mana as a stimulant for that magic.

The myth that ‘eating jewels makes you a wizard’, which remains in some regions or folktales, is a misrepresentation of this eating succession.

Paper, jewelry, soil, alcohol… even human corpses.

The substance that can be a stimulant is determined by the nature of the magic to be inherited.

This kind of eating succession makes it easy and quick to pass on magic. However, the disadvantages of the magic of the master are also passed on as they are. Therefore, it is a method that is rarely used unless you are a self-love teacher.

There is only a record that it was used in religious ceremonies in the past. It is safe to say that it has almost disappeared in modern times.]

That was all the explanation.

I also looked at the bookshelves that I hadn’t looked at yet to see if there was any additional information.

imperial history,

Southern Empire Monster Encyclopedia,

An epic dedicated to the dear emperor,

Five secrets to beautiful flower arrangements… .

Most of them were titles that I knew or seemed useless. And beyond the last bookshelf, I saw a place I must visit in the future.

The rough and heavy-looking iron gate reads: ‘Academy Secret Library’.

This is the reason why you have to become the grade president yourself in the [Grade Principal Election] or make someone you have a high crush on as the grade president. In the academy, the powers of the headmaster are strong, including the authority to patrol the entire area of the academy.

After briefly reviewing the future work, the door to the library entrance suddenly opened.

“uh?”

A familiar character appeared.

At the same time, it was also a face that was different from the one I saw for the first time.

The face was generally asymmetrical. The left eye was swollen, and the right lip was cracked. In wet clothes… A bruise on his cheek and a bunch of hair that seemed to have fallen out.

If it wasn’t for his tall stature, he might not have known. The bastard of the Frodo family, the same family as the Jackals.

It was Mubar Trigger.

“What a nice face.”

“I rolled down the stairs.”

“I really believe in you.”

“Never mind. What do you care?”

Of course I want to turn it off. If it wasn’t for the smell this guy is giving off right now.

Jackal, the main character, should not be raised as a leader, but on the contrary, he should not die or collapse. Jackal is a character who provides a means to go to [Dokkaebi Island] in the future.

And, unfortunately, the murderous spirit that Mubartrigger exuded was very fierce. Even if I didn’t follow the direction of the smell, the target was written in the [User’s Guide] that appeared in the system log.

[Name: Mubartrigger Frodo]

[Class Rating: Sub Character]

[Strength: 3, Agility 3, Sense 3, Health 4]

[User Guide: The bastard of the Frodo family wants to kill the main character ‘Jackal’. The killing success rate is 50%.]