Chapter Index

    After eating breakfast, Deltans prepared to leave immediately.

    In front of the garage, neatly dressed and carrying car keys.

    Agnes was there.

    “… Are you going too?”

    “Give me the key.”

    Agnes stretched out her hand.

    Deltan let out a laugh at the grinning face.

    “What should I do if I take something that I don’t even know how to drive?”

    The previous day’s driving had given me some confidence.

    Deltan tried to open the driver’s door in the hope that he might be able to overcome the trauma of driving.

    widely.

    Agnes held Deltan’s hand.

    “You can do it.”

    “Have you ever tried it?”

    “I’ve seen it a lot. I saw Gerhart driving from behind the whole time.”

    “If you can say you see it… .”

    “I want something different?”

    Agnes was reckless.

    Deltan glared at her with angry eyes, then handed her the key.

    It was mana to see. You won’t even be able to start the engine properly. Do you know what a side break is?

    Deltan was sure that she would not be able to drive even a centimeter and would hand over the steering wheel in embarrassment.

    ‘Sounds fun.’

    It must have been an exhilarating scene.

    Deltan sat in the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, and looked at her with his arms crossed.

    Agnes also came in and fastened her seatbelt.

    Her expression was relaxed.

    “Are you going to the academy?”

    “If I can go.”

    “I understand.”

    Buuu…

    The car started.

    Deltan’s eyes widened.

    Then it quickly regained its original size.

    Deltan suppressed the anxiety welling up inside him and consoled himself.

    ‘No, there is still a side break left…’ .’

    Clap-

    The side brake was released.

    ‘I can’t even drive… .’

    Dalkak-

    Drive gear is stuck.

    ‘… What.’

    Deltan felt embarrassed.

    ‘Why do you know how to do it?’

    Meanwhile, Agnes’ foot pressed on the pedal.

    Rumbling-

    The car moved forward.

    ‘why… .’

    How do you know how to drive?

    How do you control your speed, how do you know to change lanes, signal, and shift gears?

    At that question, Deltan’s face became more and more wrinkled.

    Eventually, Deltan asked with doubt.

    “How… .”

    “I saw it. This is something you can do if you look at it from the side.”

    It’s bullshit.

    But since he actually did it, Deltan had nothing to say.

    Deltan just trembled at the sight of Agnes checking the side mirror while humming.

    ‘… ‘Why are you better than me?’

    Sigh-

    Deltan’s fist clenched.

    Feeling defeated.

    It’s been a long time since Deltan felt that way.

    *

    It was already an academy.

    Deltan arrived at the parking lot, got out of the car, and looked at Agnes.

    He still had a relaxed face.

    ‘why… .’

    It was so perfect.

    I didn’t take my eyes off the car even for a moment to find fault with the driving, but there were no mistakes worth complaining about.

    “Aren’t you going?”

    Agnes asked, tucking the side of her hair behind her ear.

    The beautifully curved eyes were disgusting, but there was nothing more the Deltan could do.

    “… I’m going.”

    Deltan said and walked away.

    Agnes said as she walked with him, arm in arm.

    “Driving is fun.”

    “… What fun is.”

    “I think it’s good to be able to move quickly with my own will. Just step on the pedal to go, and just step on the brake to stop.”

    Is it an illusion that it sounds like I’m making a fuss because I can’t even do that?

    Deltan swallowed the anger that was welling up in his eyes with each word.

    And so we arrived at the teaching building.

    “Professor’s Building? Not the Magic Engineering Building?”

    “Because I was going to meet the dean.”

    “Huh?”

    “I’m drinking tea on the terrace over there. I’ll be back soon.”

    At the end of the finger, there was a beautifully decorated outdoor terrace.

    It was an on-campus cafe where someone who appeared to be an academy student wore an apron and served tea.

    “Wouldn’t a strange man flirt with me if I stayed there?”

    It made sense to say that I was overly self-conscious.

    Even though she came dressed lightly today, Agnes had a beauty that could set the mood just by that alone.

    Deltain said, “If I tell her honestly, it will only make her more arrogant.”

    “… Were we playing together?”

    At that moment, Agnes held Deltain’s arm tightly.

    “… Delta Inn.”

    “What.”

    “You shouldn’t say that even as a joke. Here, you should say, ‘Then shall we go together?’ or ‘If someone talks to you, ignore it.’”

    Deltan turned his head.

    Agnes was there, smiling with only the corners of her mouth raised.

    “If you say something like that, I will get hurt. A lot.”

    Even though I’m smiling, it doesn’t feel like I’m smiling.

    These were some of her strange abilities.

    Deltan responded irritably.

    “… Did you say that from the beginning? know? I hate people who talk round and round and ask me to find out what they really mean. It seems like people are treated as emotional trash cans, so I want to at least pound them with my fist.”

    “Sorry, then I’ll be blunt.”

    Agnes chuckled and whispered to Deltan.

    “Tell me not to leave my side for the rest of my life. Sweetly.”

    For a moment, a shiver ran down my spine.

    Deltan looked at Agnes with a slightly red face.

    It was clear that he had said this because he wanted to see the person who was embarrassed even though he was starting to laugh with all the mischief buried in it.

    “… Just go away.”

    Deltan had no intention of saying what she wanted.

    I shook off Agnes, who had been holding onto my arm until the day before yesterday, and headed inside with angry steps.

    “Have a nice trip~.”

    That voice was coming from behind.

    Feeling a fever rising for no reason, Deltan took a deep breath and shook off his thoughts.

    *

    I went straight into the dean’s office.

    The dean was standing up, preparing tea.

    Deltan motioned and the Dean sat down.

    “What brings you here?”

    Deltan sat across from the dean’s question.

    Since his face was still hot and he was having trouble concentrating before the conversation, Deltan quickly calmed down and spoke.

    “Polovaran. I want to receive it right away.”

    “Yes?”

    “Things have changed a bit.”

    “What I mean by changed is… .”

    “There are demons gathered outside the system. A little too much.”

    The dean was startled.

    Deltan said, sipping the tea he had prepared.

    “We will reinforce the lectures and the remaining curriculum as scheduled. I just want to get the rewards first.”

    Polovaran was essential to the weapons that had to be made.

    As is usually the case with machines, if there is no power source, no matter how hard you try to build the shell, it is of no use.

    According to the original plan, I had to make all the shells and then use Polovaran at the end, but since I didn’t know how it would come out on the other side, I had to do the whole process at once.

    “Please cooperate.”

    Anguish appeared on the Dean’s face.

    Deltan understood.

    Polovaran, nothing else.

    This is one of the rarest treasures that it is difficult to harvest just one root a year.

    It was natural for my anxiety to soar as I handed it over before the transaction was even completed.

    ‘But I don’t have time.’

    I wanted to quickly prepare my defenses and eliminate any possible risk factors.

    Following those thoughts, Deltan’s expression began to sink, and the dean soon gave an answer.

    It was positive.

    “… There’s nothing you can do if you’re a devil.”

    The first demon hunter.

    The nickname was still helpful at this moment.

    Deltan smiled and answered.

    With its own rewards.

    “Thank you for your cooperation. The settlement ratio for the remaining two lectures was adjusted to 8 to 2. Of course I am 8.”

    The dean’s face became bright.

    He’s an old man who makes a lot of money.

    “Well, I won’t refuse that! Thank you for your favor!”

    The dean’s attitude became extreme.

    He stood up quickly, bent down in a sharp posture, and spoke to Deltan.

    “Go.”

    *

    A well-sealed wooden box was in Delta’s arms as he left the teaching building.

    Polovaran was in it.

    “Did you come to get that?”

    Deltan nodded to Agnes’ question.

    “Eggplant.”

    A straight step without saying another word.

    The Delta man’s insides were quite heated.

    It was because of my desire to quickly test this magic candle and the sense of accomplishment that I had achieved one goal.

    ‘As soon as I get there, I have to analyze the nature of the magic herb. We need to revise the design and reduce the margin of error. There’s a lot to do.’

    As I walked, lost in my thoughts, I reached the parking lot.

    Deltan unconsciously got into the passenger seat.

    And I was shocked.

    Sweet.

    Agnes, sitting in the driver’s seat, smiled sweetly.

    “Why?”

    Deltan kept his mouth shut.

    Many thoughts were passing through the naturally formed composition.

    If I give up the driver’s seat like this again, I might live with the stigma of being worse at driving than her.

    However, the speed is too slow to drive by yourself.

    After humbly acknowledging what I had to admit, the scale came to mind.

    ‘Are you going to take the steering wheel and reorganize your ranking? .’

    Are you pursuing utility?

    A worry that lasted for a while.

    At the end, Deltan spoke with feigned indifference.

    “… Let’s go.”

    The Deltans were pragmatists.

    *

    Deltain spoke as soon as he arrived at the mansion.

    “Play alone.”

    “How long?”

    “I’ll be out around dinnertime. I’m thinking of just bringing this and getting ready.”

    Agnes nodded.

    Deltan headed towards the lab and started making a plan.

    ‘We shouldn’t start until Gerhart arrives.’

    The problem was that once I started something, I couldn’t pay attention to anything else until I finished it.

    If I started work right away like this, I wouldn’t be able to convey any other instructions from the mansion.

    Slam!

    The locked laboratory door opened.

    Various experimental equipment filled in an all-white room.

    And the walls are filled with flasks and samples.

    Deltan went to the workbench in the middle of it and opened the wooden box.

    Sweet!

    At that moment, there was a scent emanating from inside the box.

    A slightly spicy scent.

    It smelled like medicinal herbs.

    Deltan grinned.

    ‘It smells like mana.’

    Deltan, who put aside the emerging interface one step later, picked up Polovaran.

    Basically, it looks the same as ginseng.

    It was about the size of a span.

    ‘The blueprint… .’

    Deltain looked through the papers scattered on the workbench and found the blueprint for the object.

    And then I put Polovaran on top of it.

    entered into the calculation.

    What should I do to put these small magic candles into dozens of machines?

    How should I control the concentration of the liquid and what should I set the output to?

    At that moment, ideas continued to appear and disappear in Deltan’s head.

    In doing so, my concentration deepened.

    The hand moved unconsciously and drew a picture with mana in the air.

    Graphs, numbers and symbols.

    It was a formula.

    ‘Here, we need to reduce output a bit and invest more in stability… .’

    Deltan was lost in thought for a while.

    smart-

    Someone knocked on the laboratory door.

    -Deltain, it’s evening.

    It was Agnes’ voice.

    Deltan looked up and checked the time.

    ‘already?’

    I looked at the clock, it was 7:30.

    Deltan ate his food with a puzzled look on his face.

    ‘It’s a shame.’

    It was the best timing, but it worked out better.

    If I had focused more here, I would have drawn up the blueprint without worrying about whether I knocked or not.

    After stretching, Deltain resealed Polovaran and left the laboratory.

    Agnes, who had changed into a thin dress, was standing with her back to me.

    “You weren’t going to come out, right?”

    “… I was planning to come out at exactly 8 o’clock.”

    “You know what? When you lie, you always turn your head to the left.”

    Be sharp too.

    Deltan could not continue speaking and headed towards the stairs.

    Agnes crossed her arms around Deltan.

    “It’s good to focus, but I don’t like leaving you alone.”

    “What should I do?”

    “Pay attention to me too.”

    “I’m already doing the best I can.”

    “Beyond the limits, Delta. You can do it.”

    “That’s bullshit.”

    After a late dinner at the restaurant they had been fighting for, Deltan fell asleep, as usual, with Agnes in his arms.

    It was late lunch the next day when Gerhart returned.

    “Your face looks nice?”

    Gerhart’s skin became shiny.

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