episode_0193

Magenta Building, where laboratories mainly dealing with analytics are concentrated, especially Professor Reynold’s laboratory on the top floor.

The spacious space, now without Professor Reynold’s name and with a sign reading “Room 505,” was brightly lit even in the middle of the night, creating a night-time atmosphere.

Even when the sun is up, the night in the lab is just as hot as the day.

The lab members also look tired. Orphans, free people, and those at the end of the table, the reasons for choosing to pursue an academic career are as varied as their origins and statuses are diverse.

The man who ended 200 years of slavery and became a free man wanted to find meaning in his one and only life. Because I don’t want to be ignored by people around me, or because I want to be recognized. There was also a bastard who wanted to be acknowledged by his father, a great nobleman of Lien.

like this,

No one had the same background as well as the purpose of entering the lab.

All of this from the chief assistant of laboratory room 505. This is a true scene created by Barian.

Teleportation, a magic that is about to disappear into the back of history.

It was certain that if the research was completed, not only wealth but also enormous fame would follow. It was clear that he would receive one of the greatest honors an individual could achieve by having his name placed on the cornerstone of the monument in the center of the victory road leading from the main plaza.

For that reason, laboratory room 505 was able to run as usual even while the professor responsible for the research was absent. If you look closely, you get the feeling that it actually looks busier.

“Varian, I have now organized everything I received during the morning. I’ll put it here on table number 2.”

“Thank you. Rachel.”

Varian, the chief assistant and the person in power in the lab, lifted the pile of documents on the table with a nonchalant hand.

fluttering-

It’s been almost a month since Professor Reynold was attacked by a gunman. He had to decide on the next professor to take over the research, but there was no one he liked, so a bitter smile did not leave Varian’s face.

‘An 8-star wizard and a member of a prestigious martial arts family… I don’t know when I’ll find someone like him again.’

A man named Reynold Drass was a professor of a type that was hard to find in Magenta, let alone the Academy. He came from a good family, had a good personality, and had outstanding personal magical achievements, so he had high expectations as a Varian, but unfortunately, he wasn’t enough to go against the huge trend, and he ended up being ruined.

Varian turned the pages with a dull hand. Sararak – Sararak – The touch shows the lore of someone who has lived for a long time, giving off the air of a nobleman who grew up leisurely.

The moment when Varian took a deep breath, uncharacteristically, without knowing what would happen to him in the future.

Flash-

The ether lights on the battlefield shake as if they have been hit by a strange air current.

Did anyone open a window? One of the research students looked in the direction of the window with that thought in mind, but all he could see was a tightly closed window.

Blink- Blink-

“Why is it like that?”

“Who turned on the exhaust fan?”

“…Is someone kidding me? You’re so busy, what are you doing?”

Just like that, the people in the lab stopped what they were doing and raised their heads towards the ether lamp hanging from the ceiling. It’s not like the wind is blowing, and it’s not like someone is using telekinesis magic and playing around, so what kind of thing is this for a ghost to cry about?

“Mr. Berian! I think I need to go to the management building once.”

Rachel, a seemingly unadorned woman with shaggy blonde hair, stared at Berian’s seat, thinking that this could not go on like this.

“Would you please leave that seat…?”

However, in the direction she looked, in the deepest part of the laboratory, there was no one.

“…Mr. Berian?”

Rachel swallowed her saliva and went out to find the person who had been staring at the documents a moment ago. There was warmth in the chair he had been sitting in just now, and the pile of documents he had handed to him was neatly organized and kept on the table.

*

Kwaaaa-

The sound of the wind hitting my ears.

Clud-clack-clack-clack-

An eerie sound that tightens your entire body every time you struggle.

He seemed to have a cloth over his head, so he couldn’t see at all, and he couldn’t speak properly because there was a wet object in his mouth that seemed to be used as a gag.

But now, Varian could fully understand one fact.

‘You were kidnapped…’

Varian tried to calm his agitated stomach and calm his confused head. Once you realize that you have been kidnapped, you must next think about who the person carrying you like a piece of luggage is and where they are trying to take him.

Since he had already been kidnapped once, the time it took to get there was quick. But theory and practice seem to be different, and he couldn’t even guess where he was moving.

‘No, is it true that it is moving?’

Obviously, I could still hear the loud wind, but strangely, I couldn’t hear any footsteps at all. However, it was not like moving by carriage, and there was no sound of horses’ hooves or wheels.

Moreover, what is the reason for the occasional upset? From top to bottom, from bottom to top. I felt like I was floating for a while, but then came the motion sickness that made me feel dizzy.

Although he was a Varian who had lived in Rien for hundreds of years, he had never seen or heard of a path leading from the academy that would cause him to feel this way.

Varian must have been feeling motion sick for a while, but at some point, he felt that his sense of movement was lost.

And then, the cloth covering Berian’s head was removed.

“Ugh!”

Varian frowned heavily at the dazzling light. Did I gradually get used to the light like that? He made eye contact with the person who was staring at him.

“Are you conscious?”

He was a tall human being. Although he couldn’t see his expression properly because of the bright light, Varian was certain that he was smiling mischievously.

“You… who are you? Why are you doing this to me?”

“Looks like we haven’t figured out the situation yet.”

Siron pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at Varian.

“You were kidnapped.”

“Uh, why did you kidnap me? Me, I’m just a researcher with nothing. Even if you put in this much effort into kidnapping, you wouldn’t gain anything…?”

Berian played the role of a person who was completely scared when dealing with the kidnapper, Siron. As someone who had already been kidnapped by a gunman once, the situation of being kidnapped itself did not cause him to feel much fear.

But he was a wise man who knew that no matter what the kidnapper asked, it was best to remain as low-key as possible. Just like 50 years ago, Varian tried to buy time, firmly believing that his benefactor would save him.

As I was turning my head, a small shadow appeared from behind the tall man.

“Why is there nothing to be gained?”

“…Yes?”

It was a voice I had heard many times somewhere. The bright voice that resonated in the cavity and the golden eyes shining in the backlight naturally made me think of someone.

“Student Lucia? Why are you here?”

“…Why? To meet that son of a bitch you called your sponsor.”

Lucia bounced Sirius on her waist and growled like an animal.

Varian swallowed his saliva, trying to calm his dizzy mind. Perhaps because he was nervous, his mouth was so dry that it was difficult to swallow, but he had to quickly warn the student who was about to do something stupid.

“Stop it, student Lucia. You could die then.”

“Well? Will I die, or will that famous benefactor, Nari, die first?”

Lucia adjusted her grip on Sirius and turned her head away from Varian.

“Are you going to leave already?”

Siron, who was making rice porridge in a corner of the communal area, called Lucia over and stopped her.

“Up above, I feel an unusual energy.”

Lucia answered as she took out a pocket watch from her pocket. My sense of time became dull in the tunnel created for magic training, so I had no choice but to look at the clock whenever I had the chance.

“Student Lucia, where on earth are you going? Where is this again?”

“You don’t need to know. Open your mouth.”

Siron grabbed Berian’s snout and scooped up rice porridge. There was some resistance, but before long, Varian began to swallow the taste without anyone saying anything.

‘…what?’

Although Varian was startled by the strange sensation that filled the empty emptiness, he did not stop chewing the rice porridge. Varian noticed that it was quite a thirst and hunger.

Berian, who swallowed the rice porridge hungrily, did not know why he was acting like this.

Cold sweat runs down my back. My tied body is sore.

An unknown situation that cannot be understood at all.

Despite his determination to portray a thoroughly frightened person, his physiological responses became a clear indicator that he was feeling fear.

“I will go and come back.”

“Oh, please call Seira back on your way. This guy smells bad. I guess I was a little tired when I passed out earlier.”

“…Yes.”

“…Are you tired? Me?”

“There is.”

Lucia glanced at Varian and then adjusted the doorknob leading out.

I had no intention of hiding my identity. This was because I had already repeated the same conversation hundreds of times, and I knew from the hundreds of conversations before that that I would not be able to find out anything even if I wore a mask.

More than a month has already passed since I brought Berian to the vacant lot on the grounds of the mansion. Only by revealing his face like this was he able to arouse Berian’s sympathy and obtain at least fragmentary information.

It’s the same story he told me a moment ago about what happened during the first kidnapping.

Lucia, who escaped from the underground space, raised her head and looked at the sky. Even in a tunnel tens of meters long, my senses, which were more sensitive than anyone else’s, could roughly tell that a threat was occurring on the surface.

“…Did you say gate?”

Lucia muttered as she looked at the donut-shaped clouds hanging in the sky. Siron said that was the power of an apostle and added that it was now the 4th stage.

thud-! Kugugoogung!

Knights in blue armor fell from the sky.