Chapter 13
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Chapter 13
Late in the evening.
There were people walking through the academy building with the lights turning off one by one.
At first glance, it seemed like a confident gait, but if you looked closely, there were many suspicious things about it.
Opening the classroom doors one after another in a natural manner, looking for something inside, or walked away nonchalantly.
It was clear that it was an expert in this field, as not a single sound of footsteps could be heard during the process.
Fortunately, there was someone watching.
A woman with sharp eyes and scattered violet hair opened her mouth towards the suspicious figure.
Rowen? Why are you walking around here? This should be a Mezai-affiliated building.
Ah.
Professor Rowen, who had been quietly searching the area, closed his eyes tightly.
Of all people, it had to be her.
The emerging sacred figure of the Magic Tower, Professor Violet.
She was also a magician and had a close relationship with Rowen.
I have to find a way to come up with an excuse and get out of this.
Professor Rowens brow furrowed in thought. But Violet was one step ahead.
Dont bother trying to explain. Ive seen you sneaking around the classrooms.
Just as sinister as expected of a magician.
I dont think this is something you would when hiding in someone elses department building.
Ugh.
After some hesitation, Professor Rowen, with a bitter expression, finally spoke.
I was looking for a student I liked.
Its hard to believe a professor has a crush on a student. Youre a professor. No matter how undignified the Reconnaissance Department is, there are lines you shouldnt cross.
What nonsense are you talking about? I wanted to bring a student into my lab. Its not about having a crush; its about never having had a proper relationship because Im always stuck in my lab!
Hmm. As long as a magician is good at magic, what does love matter? I cant believe the p*rverted habits of elves who only think about sowing their wild oats.
This!
Insulting ones own race in front of an elf!
Professor Rowen, who was about to retort, sighed.
In any case, he was caught lurking in someone elses department building.
Fighting would only lead to losses.
Moreover, despite the elfs insult, Violets words were partly true.
Over the centuries, elves had diverse tastes.
Rowen decided to focus on his goal.
I was doing a background check on Ian, one of the students. I wanted to recruit him for my lab.
Ian? Ian Blackangers?
Yeah.
Hmm. That kid doesnt have a good reputation. His grades are terrible. Hes probably not the kind of student you should be interested in.
At Violets words, Rowen narrowed his eyes.
Violet.
Yes?
When you lie, you have a habit of biting your lower lip slightly.
As soon as the name Ian came up, you were ready to lie. Is he really something special?
Well
Hmph. Trying to deceive a Reconnaissance professor who lives by observing with his eyes. Its a hundred years to early, magician.
With that, Rowen turned and walked away.
He intended to leave with dignity.
But there was no way Violet would just leave it alone.
Wait a minute.
Why, again?
Im going to take Ian into my research lab first! I spotted him first!
Wheres your evidence? He hasnt even entered any research lab yet!
Anyway, hes mine! Hes from Mezai!
Hmph! I can raise Ian better. I can make him the first-class magic scout.
The professors engaged in a somewhat childish argument.
Violets expression became increasingly serious.
Lets settle it this way. When did you discover Ians talent?
Huh?
When did you realize Ian had talent?
A week ago, during a practical lesson.
Hah!
Violet made an indignant noise.
At the same time, her face lit up with determination.
I discovered it in the previous class, so I spotted him first!
Benefit! Hes not some dish! Wheres your evidence?
Even if he didnt actively pursue the culprit to avoid provoking them, he didnt expect that the evidence would be so hard to find.
It might be easier to find the non-v*rgin among the heroines.
I wonder if theres an artifact that can discern v*rgins.
Ian shook his head.
Approaching that topic too carelessly could turn him into a real criminal.
Lets approach it slowly.
The unexpected Lina.
The physical Sharon.
The anxious Aria.
The authoritative Emilia.
For now, lets start by slowly strategizing against the closest, Lina.
The more I observe, the more different she seems from the Lina I used to see through the screen.
Unless the opponent comes back strongly again, theres time for growth.
Time is on my side.
This was Ians judgment because he believed he could grow quickly.
Before he knew it, it was nine in the evening.
The time for the growth buff from Pongpong.
During that time, Pongpong would give growth buffs to the heroines.
Even though he had already dismantled the black magic altar and spells he used during that time, his body still itched uncontrollably during this hour.
How on earth was Pongpong being so sincere about this?
So these days, he just meditated in the place where the altar used to be.
Focused on himself instead of on others.
Ians growth never stopped, even for a day.
Meanwhile, at the Knight Department training ground.
Swoosh!
The cold chill split a log.
It was an aura containing an elemental attribute rarely seen in an academy-level knight.
However,
The half-cut log couldnt be cleanly severed.
A hint of anger flashed in Sharons blue eyes.
It was anger towards herself for repeating the same steps for the past few days.
Whew.
Sharon sighed and looked up at the sky.
Then, as if she suddenly realized something, she rushed into the training ground.
She then assumed a seated position and started circulating her inner energy.
Ill get it today.
For days, she had been waiting for that mysterious energy that hadnt come, the one that had been so mystical and helpful.
Ten minutes had passed.
Why?
Sharon gathered her inner energy.
Once again, that energy hadnt come today.
A week had passed by now.
Somehow, it coincided with the time when her growth had slowed down.
That cant be possible.
Sharon shook her head.
It had to be a coincidence.
If it wasnt, it meant that all of her growth was due to that mysterious energy.
She couldnt accept that.
Sharon got up from her spot.
It was time to wash up and go to sleep, but she considered wielding her sword a few more times.
Normally, Sharon would have a set time and follow it precisely. However, today felt different for some reason. The less she grew, the more impatient she became.
Then.
-Thud!
Something fell into the training ground.
Sharon picked it up.
A key?
Sharon opened the small note attached to the key.
We are convening an anonymous meeting for the Ian incident victims. Please use this key to connect to the magic network.
Sharons lips twitched slightly.
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Chapter 13
Late in the evening.
There were people walking through the academy building with the lights turning off one by one.
At first glance, it seemed like a confident gait, but if you looked closely, there were many suspicious things about it.
Opening the classroom doors one after another in a natural manner, looking for something inside, or walked away nonchalantly.
It was clear that it was an expert in this field, as not a single sound of footsteps could be heard during the process.
Fortunately, there was someone watching.
A woman with sharp eyes and scattered violet hair opened her mouth towards the suspicious figure.
Rowen? Why are you walking around here? This should be a Mezai-affiliated building.
Ah.
Professor Rowen, who had been quietly searching the area, closed his eyes tightly.
Of all people, it had to be her.
The emerging sacred figure of the Magic Tower, Professor Violet.
She was also a magician and had a close relationship with Rowen.
I have to find a way to come up with an excuse and get out of this.
Professor Rowens brow furrowed in thought. But Violet was one step ahead.
Dont bother trying to explain. Ive seen you sneaking around the classrooms.
Just as sinister as expected of a magician.
I dont think this is something you would when hiding in someone elses department building.
Ugh.
After some hesitation, Professor Rowen, with a bitter expression, finally spoke.
I was looking for a student I liked.
Its hard to believe a professor has a crush on a student. Youre a professor. No matter how undignified the Reconnaissance Department is, there are lines you shouldnt cross.
What nonsense are you talking about? I wanted to bring a student into my lab. Its not about having a crush; its about never having had a proper relationship because Im always stuck in my lab!
Hmm. As long as a magician is good at magic, what does love matter? I cant believe the p*rverted habits of elves who only think about sowing their wild oats.
This!
Insulting ones own race in front of an elf!
Professor Rowen, who was about to retort, sighed.
In any case, he was caught lurking in someone elses department building.
Fighting would only lead to losses.
Moreover, despite the elfs insult, Violets words were partly true.
Over the centuries, elves had diverse tastes.
Rowen decided to focus on his goal.
I was doing a background check on Ian, one of the students. I wanted to recruit him for my lab.
Ian? Ian Blackangers?
Yeah.
Hmm. That kid doesnt have a good reputation. His grades are terrible. Hes probably not the kind of student you should be interested in.
At Violets words, Rowen narrowed his eyes.
Violet.
Yes?
When you lie, you have a habit of biting your lower lip slightly.
As soon as the name Ian came up, you were ready to lie. Is he really something special?
Well
Hmph. Trying to deceive a Reconnaissance professor who lives by observing with his eyes. Its a hundred years to early, magician.
With that, Rowen turned and walked away.
He intended to leave with dignity.
But there was no way Violet would just leave it alone.
Wait a minute.
Why, again?
Im going to take Ian into my research lab first! I spotted him first!
Wheres your evidence? He hasnt even entered any research lab yet!
Anyway, hes mine! Hes from Mezai!
Hmph! I can raise Ian better. I can make him the first-class magic scout.
The professors engaged in a somewhat childish argument.
Violets expression became increasingly serious.
Lets settle it this way. When did you discover Ians talent?
Huh?
When did you realize Ian had talent?
A week ago, during a practical lesson.
Hah!
Violet made an indignant noise.
At the same time, her face lit up with determination.
I discovered it in the previous class, so I spotted him first!
Benefit! Hes not some dish! Wheres your evidence?
Even if he didnt actively pursue the culprit to avoid provoking them, he didnt expect that the evidence would be so hard to find.
It might be easier to find the non-v*rgin among the heroines.
I wonder if theres an artifact that can discern v*rgins.
Ian shook his head.
Approaching that topic too carelessly could turn him into a real criminal.
Lets approach it slowly.
The unexpected Lina.
The physical Sharon.
The anxious Aria.
The authoritative Emilia.
For now, lets start by slowly strategizing against the closest, Lina.
The more I observe, the more different she seems from the Lina I used to see through the screen.
Unless the opponent comes back strongly again, theres time for growth.
Time is on my side.
This was Ians judgment because he believed he could grow quickly.
Before he knew it, it was nine in the evening.
The time for the growth buff from Pongpong.
During that time, Pongpong would give growth buffs to the heroines.
Even though he had already dismantled the black magic altar and spells he used during that time, his body still itched uncontrollably during this hour.
How on earth was Pongpong being so sincere about this?
So these days, he just meditated in the place where the altar used to be.
Focused on himself instead of on others.
Ians growth never stopped, even for a day.
Meanwhile, at the Knight Department training ground.
Swoosh!
The cold chill split a log.
It was an aura containing an elemental attribute rarely seen in an academy-level knight.
However,
The half-cut log couldnt be cleanly severed.
A hint of anger flashed in Sharons blue eyes.
It was anger towards herself for repeating the same steps for the past few days.
Whew.
Sharon sighed and looked up at the sky.
Then, as if she suddenly realized something, she rushed into the training ground.
She then assumed a seated position and started circulating her inner energy.
Ill get it today.
For days, she had been waiting for that mysterious energy that hadnt come, the one that had been so mystical and helpful.
Ten minutes had passed.
Why?
Sharon gathered her inner energy.
Once again, that energy hadnt come today.
A week had passed by now.
Somehow, it coincided with the time when her growth had slowed down.
That cant be possible.
Sharon shook her head.
It had to be a coincidence.
If it wasnt, it meant that all of her growth was due to that mysterious energy.
She couldnt accept that.
Sharon got up from her spot.
It was time to wash up and go to sleep, but she considered wielding her sword a few more times.
Normally, Sharon would have a set time and follow it precisely. However, today felt different for some reason. The less she grew, the more impatient she became.
Then.
-Thud!
Something fell into the training ground.
Sharon picked it up.
A key?
Sharon opened the small note attached to the key.
We are convening an anonymous meeting for the Ian incident victims. Please use this key to connect to the magic network.
Sharons lips twitched slightly.
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Chapter 13Late in the evening.There were people walking through the academy building with the lights turning off one by one.At first glance, it seemed like a confident gait, but if you looked closely, there were many suspicious things about it.Opening the classroom doors one after another in a natural manner, looking for something inside, or walked away nonchalantly.It was clear that it was an expert in this field, as not a single sound of footsteps could be heard during the process.Fortunately, there was someone watching.A woman with sharp eyes and scattered violet hair opened her mouth towards the suspicious figure.Rowen? Why are you walking around here? This should be a Mezai-affiliated building.Ah.Professor Rowen, who had been quietly searching the area, closed his eyes tightly.Of all people, it had to be her.The emerging sacred figure of the Magic Tower, Professor Violet.She was also a magician and had a close relationship with Rowen.I have to find a way to come up with an excuse and get out of this.Professor Rowens brow furrowed in thought. But Violet was one step ahead.Dont bother trying to explain. Ive seen you sneaking around the classrooms.Just as sinister as expected of a magician.I dont think this is something you would when hiding in someone elses department building.Ugh.After some hesitation, Professor Rowen, with a bitter expression, finally spoke.I was looking for a student I liked.Its hard to believe a professor has a crush on a student. Youre a professor. No matter how undignified the Reconnaissance Department is, there are lines you shouldnt cross.What nonsense are you talking about? I wanted to bring a student into my lab. Its not about having a crush; its about never having had a proper relationship because Im always stuck in my lab!Hmm. As long as a magician is good at magic, what does love matter? I cant believe the p*rverted habits of elves who only think about sowing their wild oats.This!Insulting ones own race in front of an elf!Professor Rowen, who was about to retort, sighed.In any case, he was caught lurking in someone elses department building.Fighting would only lead to losses.Moreover, despite the elfs insult, Violets words were partly true.Over the centuries, elves had diverse tastes.Rowen decided to focus on his goal.I was doing a background check on Ian, one of the students. I wanted to recruit him for my lab.Ian? Ian Blackangers?Yeah.Hmm. That kid doesnt have a good reputation. His grades are terrible. Hes probably not the kind of student you should be interested in.At Violets words, Rowen narrowed his eyes.Violet.Yes?When you lie, you have a habit of biting your lower lip slightly.As soon as the name Ian came up, you were ready to lie. Is he really something special?WellHmph. Trying to deceive a Reconnaissance professor who lives by observing with his eyes. Its a hundred years to early, magician.With that, Rowen turned and walked away.He intended to leave with dignity.But there was no way Violet would just leave it alone.Wait a minute.Why, again?Im going to take Ian into my research lab first! I spotted him first!Wheres your evidence? He hasnt even entered any research lab yet!Anyway, hes mine! Hes from Mezai!Hmph! I can raise Ian better. I can make him the first-class magic scout.The professors engaged in a somewhat childish argument.Violets expression became increasingly serious.Lets settle it this way. When did you discover Ians talent?Huh?When did you realize Ian had talent?A week ago, during a practical lesson.Hah!Violet made an indignant noise.At the same time, her face lit up with determination.I discovered it in the previous class, so I spotted him first!Benefit! Hes not some dish! Wheres your evidence?Even if he didnt actively pursue the culprit to avoid provoking them, he didnt expect that the evidence would be so hard to find.It might be easier to find the non-v*rgin among the heroines.I wonder if theres an artifact that can discern v*rgins.Ian shook his head.Approaching that topic too carelessly could turn him into a real criminal.Lets approach it slowly.The unexpected Lina.The physical Sharon.The anxious Aria.The authoritative Emilia.For now, lets start by slowly strategizing against the closest, Lina.The more I observe, the more different she seems from the Lina I used to see through the screen.Unless the opponent comes back strongly again, theres time for growth.Time is on my side.This was Ians judgment because he believed he could grow quickly.Before he knew it, it was nine in the evening.The time for the growth buff from Pongpong.During that time, Pongpong would give growth buffs to the heroines.Even though he had already dismantled the black magic altar and spells he used during that time, his body still itched uncontrollably during this hour.How on earth was Pongpong being so sincere about this?So these days, he just meditated in the place where the altar used to be.Focused on himself instead of on others.Ians growth never stopped, even for a day.Meanwhile, at the Knight Department training ground.Swoosh!The cold chill split a log.It was an aura containing an elemental attribute rarely seen in an academy-level knight.However,The half-cut log couldnt be cleanly severed.A hint of anger flashed in Sharons blue eyes.It was anger towards herself for repeating the same steps for the past few days.Whew.Sharon sighed and looked up at the sky.Then, as if she suddenly realized something, she rushed into the training ground.She then assumed a seated position and started circulating her inner energy.Ill get it today.For days, she had been waiting for that mysterious energy that hadnt come, the one that had been so mystical and helpful.Ten minutes had passed.Why?Sharon gathered her inner energy.Once again, that energy hadnt come today.A week had passed by now.Somehow, it coincided with the time when her growth had slowed down.That cant be possible.Sharon shook her head.It had to be a coincidence.If it wasnt, it meant that all of her growth was due to that mysterious energy.She couldnt accept that.Sharon got up from her spot.It was time to wash up and go to sleep, but she considered wielding her sword a few more times.Normally, Sharon would have a set time and follow it precisely. However, today felt different for some reason. The less she grew, the more impatient she became.Then.-Thud!Something fell into the training ground.Sharon picked it up.A key?Sharon opened the small note attached to the key.We are convening an anonymous meeting for the Ian incident victims. Please use this key to connect to the magic network.Sharons lips twitched slightly.Access 10 Chapters ahead of the Novelupdates release on our Patreon.
