episode_0106

…not to brag, but

I am not smart.

It’s not like I’m terribly stupid though.

What I want to say is

What I mean is that I don’t have the ability to make neat plans and block the approaching dangers like the characters in other novels.

So even if I knew of the many disasters that were coming in the future, I would certainly not be able to prevent them all with my own power.

Look at it now.

Clearly, we had initially planned not to intervene in any way.

The thoroughly planned plan was nowhere to be found, and before I knew it, I was alone, immersed in the heart of the original work.

It’s a bit unfair, though…

Anyway, it is presumptuous of me to plan grand plans on my own to block the coming threats.

Rather than stopping it, it would be better if it didn’t cause any more trouble.

So I thought.

If I can’t stop it.

I want to share my knowledge with those who have the power to stop it.

“Wait a minute. Calm down for a minute.”

The chairman holds his head with one hand as if he has a headache.

When I stopped talking, he looked at me with a short sigh.

“You’re not telling me to believe all of that, are you?”

“….um..”

…it wasn’t an unexpected reaction.

Well, if you suddenly come and tell me a bunch of things that will happen in the future, no one will believe you. Instead, most people will think you’re crazy.

It’s not for nothing that the main characters in other novels hide their futures from those around them and act alone.

But my situation is a little different.

There was something that gave strength to my words.

One is a letter that Athena sent me.

Two years ago. It was a letter I received from Alina after contacting her separately.

I had no intention of interfering with the original work, but I had taken out an insurance policy just in case I ever needed to use it.

Evidence that even the hero of the empire guarantees.

The fact that the chairman is listening to all of my ridiculous words right now is probably thanks to this letter Athena wrote.

But letters alone weren’t enough to truly convince him.

It’s okay. It’s not like there’s no way.

It’s a little shabby though.

Following amnesia, which is called the ‘freedom of the ice water’.

In some ways, this word could be called the second cheat key.

I opened my eyes confidently and looked at the chairman.

“I am a prophet.”

“What?”

“Not everything, but you can know what will happen in the future.”

prophet.

Mysterious beings who look to the future and foresee it.

But due to the nature of the prophets, it was difficult to determine the source of their abilities.

Isn’t that right? How can you prove that you have the ability to foresee things with just your third sense, not through regression or time magic?

That is why most people thought that prophets were simply possessed by a god.

If your predictions are accurate, you are called a prophet. If they are wrong, you are treated as a madman. It is an extremely uncertain profession.

But I know everything that happens in the future.

That means I know a lot of stories that lend credence to my words.

“A prophet. That’s hard to believe, too.”

The chairman said with his arms crossed and his mouth snorted.

“Those who call themselves prophets are mostly delusional people who talk nonsense.”

“I know your identity.”

“Huh?”

Darkhan raised one eyebrow and made a puzzled expression, then snickered and said.

“You’re talking funny, little girl. Yes. What’s my identity?”

“It’s a fairy, right?”

“…..What?”

“Among them, the fairy that protects the mountain. It’s Oliard, right?”

The atmosphere suddenly became cold at my words.

The old man’s face, which had been smiling mischievously, had now become distorted into a sinister grimace.

“You…how did you know that?”

A drop of sweat ran down the back of my neck from the pressure of the surroundings, but I couldn’t show it.

“I told you, I’m a prophet.”

“Do you really believe that?”

“If not, how would I have known? The only person who knows the identity of the chairman is the great sage.”

“…How about that.”

The chairman, who had been looking at me quietly for a while, stood up from his seat with a deep sigh.

Soon he closed his eyes for a moment and muttered in a small voice.

With a bang, the old man’s body fell to the floor, and something small, the size of a palm, appeared before his eyes.

A little girl flapping her wings, scattering sparkly powder.

A girl with a mysterious aura, with vibrant green hair and eyes.

The girl was none other than Chairman Darkan.

She has a cute appearance, but I know how much powerful power lies within that small, pretty fairy.

Darkhan looked at me once.

It clicked its tongue once and flew right in front of my eyes.

“You. What the hell are you?”

I gave her a small smile and said,

“I told you, you’re a prophet.”

Then Darkan began to groan to himself, clutching his head for a moment.

“Are you really a prophet..? No, but someone who knows my identity… And seeing as Athena is the one who vouched for me…..ugh..”

I placed both hands together and placed them under Darkan’s body, creating a platform for her to stand on.

Then, Darkin, who had been thinking alone for a while, stopped flapping his wings and landed gently on my hand.

I spoke to her in a serious voice as she looked at me with her bright eyes.

“Chairman. What’s important right now is not my identity, but the fact that the Academy students could be in danger.”

“…..”

“Please believe me.”

I know.

I know I’m acting very rashly right now.

Under normal circumstances, I would have been treated like a crazy person and kicked out of here right away.

But I know a lot about Darkhan.

The chairman who loves the academy terribly.

And even the students living in such academies.

A warm fairy who values her own life as much as she does.

Why else would the fairies put aside their originally arrogant pride and admit that it was their own fault as soon as the student got hurt?

At first glance, she may seem peaceful, but in fact, she must be feeling deep guilt over the fact that the Academy was attacked.

In the original, the incident ended without anyone getting hurt. But unlike then, this time the damage was quite extensive.

So I took a gamble.

Her good character in the novels I know. Her love for her students.

I decided to tell her, even if it meant taking a risk, because I didn’t think she would turn a deaf ear to what I said.

To her, who is not Athena. Not Marie. Not Robin.

When it came to matters related to the Academy, he was the one who acted most cautiously.

For a while, only silence flowed in the room.

As time passed, Darkhan raised his head and looked at me with serious eyes.

“…..From beginning to end. Say it again.”

* * *

The weather is nice.

Bright sunlight streamed in through the window, warming the classroom.

But unfortunately.

The bright sunlight failed to warm my heart.

“Iris.. Are you okay..?”

Ariel looks at me with a worried face.

I tried my best to keep a smile on my face as I answered her.

“Yes, it’s okay, Ariel.”

“….”

no.

Actually, it’s not okay.

Because of this never-ending pain that torments me like crazy in my heart.

I couldn’t sleep even a wink.

This pain that still makes my heart ache.

There is no sign of it ever ending.

It’s so hard.

How long do I have to suffer like this?

..if this is love.

If it has to hurt like this.

Love, I don’t want to do it again.

You might scold someone you just met for asking why they are putting in so much effort.

But I. I’ve been enduring it alone for a really long time.

A heretic who stands out alone in a world where everyone shares love.

If this feeling of mine were to be revealed, I knew that I would be reprimanded and turned away from everyone. Since I was born, I have suppressed my feelings.

That’s how I met her.

I thought we were destined to be together.

I love Lily too, but… my heart was racing like crazy for her.

When she first told me she accepted my heart.

It really felt like I was flying in the sky.

I thought the goddess had given me a gift because she felt sorry for me, who had endured and suppressed everything for so long.

I was so happy that I couldn’t hide my laughter.

But that much.

The sadness I felt when I found out the truth was immense.

I looked at my face in a hand mirror.

Bloodshot eyes from crying all night.

Eyes wide open due to lack of sleep.

And his face became haggard because he couldn’t even eat.

Ariel must be looking at me now and worried.

“….”

…Goddess.

I’m so tired.

My heart hurts so much.

I want to stop being so miserable.

help.

Just killing time like that.

Class was over. I was on my way back to the dorm.

“Ugh!”

My weakened legs gave out and I fell to the floor with a thud.

My knee is cut and bright red blood is running down my leg.

My eyes squinted for a moment at the stinging pain.

“….Huh?”

But while the blood was flowing out.

I couldn’t help but be surprised.

just now.

It was really just a moment.

My heart didn’t hurt.

I looked at my carefully peeled knee.

Thanks to the blessing of the goddess, my knees were healed and there was no trace of injury.

“….”

My heart started to hurt a little again.

I couldn’t control my curiosity.

Take a deep swallow.

This time, I lowered my knees to the solid floor of my own volition.

“Ahhh..!”

The healed knee burst again, oozing bright red blood.

It was a pain that would normally be painful, but I couldn’t help but laugh.

……ah.

It’s true.

My heart doesn’t hurt.