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    It was a busy morning.

    As soon as Deltan opened his eyes, he took a cold shower to wake himself up, put on a black semi-suit and headed to the restaurant.

    Agnes had also left the dressing up to the maid she had brought with her for today.

    This is because there is a big outing scheduled to visit the academy.

    Although it was scheduled the evening before, there were no problems.

    The value of the name Delta Hebron shines through in moments like these.

    “I think we can leave in thirty minutes. They say they will finish preparations by then.”

    Deltan nodded in response to Gerhart’s answer.

    ‘It’s definitely comfortable.’

    Just by notifying that you are going, the other person will prepare.

    Normally, I would feel sorry for causing such trouble, but Deltan was not a very considerate person.

    Also, I wouldn’t have felt sorry even if it wasn’t for that reason.

    This is because the Imperial Academy of the Empire is a group in this land that needs it as much as the Imperial Family.

    After all, is there no reason to be called the father of magic engineering?

    At the Imperial Academy, there was a department related to magic engineering created by the Deltans, and the department needed the help of the Deltans to supplement the curriculum.

    ‘There will definitely be requests related to that.’

    I plan to listen.

    If you could get what you wanted by tweaking the curriculum a little, it was a profitable business for a long time.

    As my thoughts continued.

    “Deltain.”

    Agnes appeared wearing street clothes.

    She wore a white blouse, a black skirt that covered her calves, and a black overcoat.

    Her hair was braided on the side to resemble a headband, and the back of her hair was tied in a round shape.

    It was a decoration that made the facial lines and clear features stand out even more.

    “How about it?”

    “What.”

    “Isn’t it pretty?”

    Agnes exaggeratedly lifted her skirt and spun around.

    From an aesthetic standpoint, it was beautiful.

    Her appearance was one that one could not help but like since one was born as a human being.

    However, Deltan was not honest enough to honestly express his feelings.

    “Just like that.”

    “In times like this, I have to tell her she’s pretty. It’s a shame.”

    Agnes sat on Deltan’s lap.

    “I was excited because it was neat and elegant. It would be nice if you said it like this.”

    “It’s neat. I don’t know if it’s elegant and I wasn’t excited.”

    “Stupid Deltan.”

    Agnes traced Deltan’s cheek with her index finger.

    “So when does it leave?”

    “30 minutes later.”

    “I’m so excited.”

    “Is there something to look forward to?”

    “It’s school. I really wanted to go there at least once.”

    The way he was humming and laughing didn’t seem like something he just said.

    It was the most excited Delta people I’ve ever seen.

    Is this what acting looks like?

    Otherwise, does it really seem like there is an illusion about school?

    A question came to mind for a moment, but Deltan swallowed it.

    “I’ll just finish my work and come back.”

    “It’s okay. Because there is meaning in seeing it.”

    Agnes grinned.

    When he removed his messy hair, what caught the Deltan’s eyes was a flowing line extending from the nape of his neck, chin, and earlobes.

    I realized it again, but my head was really small.

    It makes you wonder how such a big eye can fit in there.

    As I was lost in thought, Agnes closed her eyes and spoke.

    “Are you in love?”

    “I didn’t like it.”

    “I don’t think so.”

    The sound of giggles pierced my pride.

    Deltan felt a very delicate feeling at that moment.

    It was a moment when I should have been angry, but I wasn’t angry at all.

    “… What are you saying?”

    What came out was something close to grumbling.

    *

    The Imperial Academy was located a 20-minute drive from the Count of Hebron’s residence.

    The future of the empire.

    The cradle of humanity.

    It was a school with quite a grand description, and if I were to explain it from a Deltan’s perspective, it was like that.

    ‘university.’

    Academy students ranged in age from 15 to 19, but the curriculum resembled that of universities on Earth.

    The curriculum, the way it works, and even the fact that there is an ‘academic academy’ where you can go for additional studies after graduation.

    As such, it was not a welcoming space for Deltans.

    This is because the days of college were as terrible as the times in Deltan’s life when he was wandering around Harlem.

    I spent all day reading books, cramming in knowledge, and sleeping and eating less to win the competition with others.

    There was no end in sight to the assignments, and it was humiliating to bow my head to get the attention of the professor.

    The expressions of Deltans naturally frowned as they looked at the Academy buildings lined up in a row.

    He looked like he was fed up.

    “You don’t look excited.”

    “Because I don’t like it very much.”

    “Huh? You never went to the academy.”

    “You don’t have to go there to hate it.”

    While he was glancing at the window while giving a vague answer, the crowd of people lined up in front of the main gate of the faculty building in the distance came into Delta’s field of vision.

    There were a few familiar faces.

    If I had to pick something particularly familiar, it would be the most advanced old man.

    The dean was the Marquis Volboros.

    “Even the dean came to meet me.”

    “Of course it should be so. I’m coming.”

    “Unlucky.”

    Deltan’s eyes turned to Agnes.

    She was just looking out the window as if she hadn’t said anything.

    “Huh? Why?”

    “… Do you want to tremble?”

    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

    Wouldn’t it be okay to give it a try?

    Deltan relaxed his hands, but was unable to put his thoughts into action.

    The car stopped before that.

    Dalkak-

    Gerhart got out first and opened the back seat door, and the moment Deltan and Agnes got out, the dean smiled pretentiously.

    “Meeting the Count of Hebron and Princess Levadein.”

    It was truly a submissive manner for the marquis to express himself to the count.

    However, the Marquis had no feelings of shame.

    It was natural.

    Magical engineering, whose stock price is currently rising.

    The number of people who want to enter the academy to learn it is increasing day by day, and the academy’s status is rising day by day due to the competition that naturally arises.

    In other words, for the Marquis, Deltan was nothing short of a blessing that marked a big milestone in his career.

    “Hehe! I don’t know how to thank you for coming here.”

    “Thank you for your hospitality.”

    “You must be welcoming! This is the magical engineering curriculum that the Count helped us with. How helpful that was… .”

    The senior professors laughed awkwardly as they started chatting while standing.

    Agnes also evaluated the Marquis as a ‘talkative grandfather.’

    Deltan listened to him silently.

    The Marquis of Volboros has a strong temperament, so if you show him this respect, he returns the favor.

    It was only after a long time that the Marquis said, ‘Oops’ and stopped talking.

    “… Ah, that was a long story. Let’s go in first.”

    “Please guide me.”

    “Of course. Come here quickly.”

    The professors moved out of the way to make way.

    Deltan followed the dean into the faculty building and headed to the top floor.

    It was another thing to hear the Marquis chatting while going up the escalator, saying, ‘Thanks to this item, my knees hurt less these days.’

    “Okay, can I hear your business now?”

    Deltan, who was sitting across from the Marquis in the dean’s office, took a sip of coffee and answered.

    “I came because there was something I wanted to take away.”

    “What is it?”

    “Polovaran. I remember that the herb is being cultivated at the academy.”

    Polovaran.

    It is a type of magic herb that is difficult to obtain and the cultivation environment is extremely difficult to create, so its rarity is indescribable.

    In fact, it is said that the moment an item is put up for sale, wizards who target it start a war over gold.

    ‘That’s why there are many wizards aiming for professorships at the academy.’

    The Imperial Academy had about four spans of land, the only one on this continent capable of cultivating Polovaran.

    It was left behind by a former Deltan Archmage in his later years.

    “I want to get a root of Polovaran.”

    A look of concern appeared on the Marquis’ face.

    This is why the value of a single root called Polova cannot be easily given away, even by Delta people.

    “As you know… .”

    “Yes, even if the environment is created, cultivation is difficult. The harvested pollovaran is used directly for professors’ research.”

    The land is only four spans.

    Only one Polovaran can be grown at a time, and it took at least a year of effort to successfully cultivate that single root.

    Also, if I just accepted it, I had to endure the complaints of professors in addition to the material damage.

    “The burden must be great. So, I have a suggestion.”

    “What do you mean by proposal?”

    “We will revise the magic engineering curriculum.”

    A strange look appeared in the Marquis’ eyes.

    My mind was quickly going into profit and loss calculations.

    An educational curriculum designed directly by the Archmage.

    Even considering the quality aspect separately, this was a reward that was very helpful in promoting the Academy itself.

    ‘but… .’

    it’s a shame.

    I want to be a little greedy.

    A situation where both parties need something from each other.

    Marquis Volboros decided that it would be okay to show a little bit of greed.

    “Can you add one more?”

    “Tell me.”

    “Please give a lecture. A total of 5 times.”

    “Hmm?”

    “I would like the subject to be magic-related. You can choose between pure magic, combat magic, and magic engineering.”

    After saying that, the Marquis spread out his five fingers.

    “6 to 4. This is the ratio for dividing the lecture fee, and the count is 6. We add the condition that we bear the financial preparations for the lecture.”

    Still, it was an offer made because it was beneficial.

    The Marquis is in a situation where he has to make up for the financial loss incurred by handing over Polovaran.

    Half are assumed to be academy students, and the other half are outsiders, and tickets are sold to outsiders in an auction format.

    Isn’t this a lecture from an Archmage?

    This means that even if you only receive a settlement at a ratio of 4, you can make up for the losses caused by Polovaran and aim for additional profits.

    Deltan also realized the Marquis’ true intentions.

    His left eyebrow arched upward.

    ‘Look at this.’

    I expected that there would be more conditions, but I didn’t expect it to be like this.

    Deltan thought for a moment.

    It is true that the Marquis made a reasonable judgment, but even so, there is a feeling of shame that comes to mind.

    There is no one who does not know the meaning of the Archmage’s lecture, and isn’t the ratio of 6 to 4 the same as saying that you will sell yourself to make money?

    Deltan predicted that the profit the Marquis would make from ticket sales would be enough to easily buy a Polova that was up for sale at the auction house.

    ‘It’s a bit odd.’

    Following that feeling, my lips softened.

    One new thing to say.

    Hebron, a Deltan, was a very proud and inconsiderate person.

    “9 to 1.”

    “… Yes?”

    “I am 9.”

    Words spoken in a firm tone as if there would be no compromise.

    The Marquis’s eyes trembled slightly.

    “Well, if I did that, the loss would be huge… .”

    “Aren’t you going to pay your fair share?”

    “… The problem is that it’s just the money.”

    There was no financial benefit at all.

    All you can earn is enough to make up for the money you spent preparing for the lecture.

    I said that in hopes of understanding, but the Deltan’s answer was a bit shameless.

    “You need to look at things other than money.”

    Deltan was smiling incongruously.

    “I’m embarrassed to say it with my own mouth, but isn’t this the seventh Arch Mage lecture in the history of the continent? There must be one or two wizards who want my knowledge.”

    “Yeah, right?”

    “If they all come to the academy, there’s a lot of business to do, right?”

    Startle-

    The Marquis trembled.

    ‘Have you been caught?’

    Besides selling tickets, there were quite a few ways to make money by squeezing out wizards.

    There are just a few things that came to mind at the moment.

    Delta people are talking.

    They said they would allow profits other than ticket sales.

    ‘Umm… .’

    In fact, I was upset because my biggest source of income had been cut off, but it was a benefit because the lecture was successful and I was allowed to make side transactions.

    Moreover, considering the revision of the curriculum, Polova was a cheap price to pay.

    The Marquis smiled sheepishly and nodded.

    “… Then there is nothing we can do.”

    “The transaction is concluded.”

    Deltan shook his hand and smiled brightly.

    “Thank you very much.”

    For a Delta person, it was an unexpected way to earn pocket money.

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