episode_0048

When I returned to the student council room, only the vice president was sitting.

“What about the Chairman?”

“He organized the social event materials and went to the teacher’s office. Have you done your research too?”

“I narrowed down about 10 ideas. I think you should pick three or four of these.”

“Yes, I had a hard time.”

“Me, Vice President.”

Tangaroa raises his head.

“I think a more detailed investigation is needed. Could you issue me a night library pass?”

“… If you want to study at night, you can borrow it and watch it in the dormitory.”

“Yearbooks cannot be loaned. There isn’t much time left until the social festival… ”

The platypus’ eyes narrowed.

“Something seems suspicious.”

“No, what is it again? Oh, that’s it. Clean it up. I’ll get it from the chairman later and that’s it.”

“… I’ll write it to you, but don’t buy it.”

The vice president signs the pass while muttering.

I quickly accepted it and headed to my next destination.

13th floor of Black Swan Dormitory.

under. Please install a magic elevator…

I climbed the stairs panting and knocked on the door of Kyo Hwa-young’s single room.

She was engrossed in calligraphy and her eyes widened when I came.

“Colman County? What happened?”

“Hwayoung, can you make me just one amulet that separates the pictures?”

“A picture? How do I use it?”

“There are illustrations when researching data. I think it would be helpful for sculpture if you turn it into ink and look at it three-dimensionally.”

“Hmm. wait a minute. I even finished my homework.”

Looking over my shoulder, I saw that it was an assignment from the basic magic class.

“It’s difficult… Coleman County. Have you finished your assignment?”

“Ah. Not yet.”

“The new instructor, Petra, seems to be more theory-oriented than Professor Saraljit.

Is it because you can’t use spells… They say you’re a Kuroshio graduate, that’s unusual.”

In the first class, Petra Lin declared that since she had no aptitude for magic, she would only lecture on theory.

Even though the instructor was urgently rescued after Saraljit escaped, is this okay?

no way… no. That can’t be possible.

“It won’t work. It’s going to take a long time, so I’ll give you the amulet first!”

“Ah, yes. Thank you.”

After receiving the amulet, I came down to my room one floor below.

I’ve prepared everything I need to prepare, so now I should take a nap.

Because I think I’ll spend the night at the library tonight.

When night fell, I took a lantern and left the dormitory.

When I approached the on-duty post in the center of the island and showed my pass, the on-duty teacher wordlessly handed me the key to the central library.

Is this too relaxing?

The door to the Central Library opens with a clicking sound.

Now that the testing period is over, no one other than me has applied for a night pass. very good.

Relying on the light of the lantern, I took out ‘The History of the Empire: 200 Years of Footsteps’ from the bookshelf.

The writing style was sophisticated and the commentary was objective, so I decided to point it out in advance.

The Intelligence Bureau’s censorship seal appears without fail as you turn the page.

I took out the amulet Hwayoung gave me from my pocket.

Wow!

With a refreshing tearing sound, ink is sucked into the amulet.

The censor’s seal has disappeared. However, the ink that wrote the letters was also pulled out, leaving the back of the book in a bizarre state, with only a rough, blank page remaining.

That doesn’t mean you can’t see it at all.

The ink dents leave a fine trace, so you can read them if you concentrate.

What does it mean? You can decipher it using magic.

“Wind connects people.

The wind is a sound. Wind is language. Wind is communication. The wind will soon connect.

Trace the traces of letters and recite the words the writer wanted to leave behind.”

Text-to-speech spells learned in Wind Magic Basics.

I strengthened it by reciting a long chant, so this should be effective.

My expectations were not betrayed. A mechanical voice began reciting the contents of the book.

“The turmoil that continues to this day in 167 of the Imperial Calendar began with the death of Vega II in 152.

This is because none of Vega II’s three sons and two daughters were fit to ascend to the throne.

The eldest son, Xerxes, died young.

The eldest daughter, Vega, gave up her right to succession by marrying into the Elven Kingdom of Gwangmyeong, which was a vassal state.

The second son, Altair, was a dull child who was not mentally retarded.

The third son, Naresh, was a madman who killed his servants whenever he got the chance.”

No, what kind of imperial imperial names are Persian and Arab names…

Every time something like this happens, I realize that the place I was possessed was a Korean retail store from the 00s.

“The second daughter, Deneb, was not very talented, but compared to Altair and Naresh, she was passable.

However, she had a strong lust, and had an affair with a mermaid noble from the undersea kingdom of Triton and gave birth to an illegitimate child.”

A mermaid and a person did it?

When I remembered that scene, I felt nauseous.

If Tangaroa, the embodiment of political correctness, had seen this, he would have been shocked.

“Vega II favored Deneb and tried to pass on the empire to her.

However, there was a condition. She marries a proper nobleman and gives birth to a legitimate child.

Deneb resisted, but soon accepted reality.

However, she asked her mother to let her choose the nobleman she wanted instead.”

I turned the page.

“In this way, Pega II gathered suitors.

Princes and dukes of vassal states.

In exchange for the right to propose to Deneb, they pledged their loyalty to help her in times of need.”

Pledge of allegiance? Can you protect your daughter with just that?

As if answering my questions, the book immediately explained the reason.

“Because a marriage alliance with just one duke and one vassal state was not enough, he intended to give his daughter as many supporters as possible through an oath.

The reason why so many supporters were needed was the wise Lucius, a collateral royal family member who was gathering power.”

“Wise Lucius… ”

I think I’ve heard that name before.

I think my father and mother mentioned this when they were arguing with my older brother…

‘If Wise Lucius had been emperor, things would have been better than they are now… ‘

“Wise Lucius. The son-in-law of Count Quill. The best territory manager on the continent.

A master who subjugated the Ait tribes. A military reformer who supplied bayonets to the imperial army.

Promoter of trade. patron of the arts. A friend of wizards.

However, I will call him cunning Lucius.

We cannot give the adjective ‘smartness’ to someone who covets the throne.”

I swallowed my saliva, feeling that my intuition would soon get to the point.

“When Vega II collapsed, Lucius immediately raised troops.

Those who supported him called themselves the Taekhyun faction.

On the other hand, those who tried to defend Deneb against Lucius were called the Covenanters.

Because Deneb’s cause was more solid, the number of the Covenanters was twice that of the Taekwondoists.

However, such inferiority was no obstacle to cunning Lucius.”

Now I was concentrating all my attention on this recitation.

“There was no one in the Covenant faction who could follow Lucius’ leadership, and within two years, the Taekhyeon faction put the Covenant faction on the defensive.

Deneb still had many followers, but no one seriously believed they could turn the tide.

That is, until Lucius, who was conscripting soldiers, was stoned to death by an angry peasant.”

Absurd drift. I turned the page again.

“After hearing the news, Deneb held a banquet to celebrate the victory and said that he would declare which of the suitors he would receive as a royal letter the next day.

That night, Deneb complained of stomach pain and collapsed and could not get up. Some say it is food poisoning, others say it is poisoning.”

Tap, tap, tap.

“The Taekhyeon faction lost its wisest person, and the Covenant faction lost the object of its loyalty.

Immediately the three remaining royal family members challenged the throne.

The Elven Kingdom of Light intervened, claiming the succession rights of their eldest daughter, Vega, and Duke MacFrederick installed his second son, Altair, as a puppet, and even his third son, Naresh, raised an army and attempted to take the throne.”

Jeopuk, Jeopuk, Jeopuk.

“ However, the Kingdom of Light and Duke MacFrederick mutually annihilated each other, and Naresh continued his tyranny until he was found headless in the red light district. Now, anyone with royal blood can challenge for the throne.

There were no longer the Taekhyeon faction and the Covenant faction, but there were only the Taekhyeon faction heroes and the Covenant faction heroes.”

Turf, plod, trudge.

“In this chapter, we will trace the alliances, betrayals, and conversions of major military leaders.

It will also deal with separatist leaders led by the Jorowicz family and the independence of former vassal states.

This will be a very confusing and depressing story, so dear reader-”

“You seem to like confusing and depressing stories, Colman?”

Ouch!

I was startled and looked back.

Leaning against the door is Petra Lin, the newly arrived Kuroshio housemaster.

“Sa… Housemaster.”

I quickly closed the book and retrieved the wind magic power.

However, there was no way to hide the ink of the censorship seal floating in the air.

“Why… Why did you come?”

“When I noticed that one person was empty during roll call, I heard that he went to the library with permission from the student council?

So I came here to tell you not to stay up too late studying, and I found out that you were doing this.”

The voice is familiar. also…

She turned over the book I had closed and checked.

“Let’s see. Checking censored parts without permission.

Irreversible damage to the book occurred during the verification process.

Isn’t this a level where you can end up with penalty points?”

I traced her face with my eyes.

Ear lobes, jawline, teeth, and collarbone.

And my doubts turned into confidence.

“Coleman. Lie about studying-”

“I’m probably not the only one lying.”

A dull smile. She slowly leaned against the bookshelf.

“Isn’t that right, Temporary Headmaster Petra Lin?

no! Imperial Intelligence Agent Hayley Cantor!”