episode_0370

Although the cradle life was sudden and unexpected, Daera was adapting quite well.

Before falling to the ground, Dae-era was an academy student.

Although that perception has been shattered as I have lived behind the scenes, the memories and feelings from my cadet days remain.

‘I rather like it.’

There was no reason to dislike it.

The future plan I had in mind. It’s much better to become a cadet than to become a mercenary, hunter, or hero and earn a decent amount of money.

‘The protection of growth. This is really amazing.’

The schedule for the Shiyoram medical school began and the protection was officially granted. On the first day, Da-era, who was training, couldn’t help but open her mouth.

I can feel my body growing.

It wasn’t a growth at the level of a reverse transformation, but I realized how absurd it was to feel growth at the level of Daera now.

‘There’s a reason we sing the song ‘Cradle, Cradle’.

Taking a promising seedling, and feeding it all with such fraudulent protection for 4 years, and even getting into the Tower of Growth, and receiving the best support…

‘There has to be a gap.’

There’s a reason why most of the top-tier superstars are from the Poetry Cradle. Era felt even more satisfied with the current situation as she realized why.

I was at a loss as to how to become stronger here, but I was confident that the path would be easier if I went to Siyoram.

[Name: Daera Celeste]

[Magic Countermeasures (Ⅰ) – Regular Evaluation Written Examination Section]

[20│10.5]

[▼Detailed evaluation (expand)]

‘Fuck.’

But the head area was still blocked.

A weekday morning at the Ipchun room. Era sat down in a corner seat and frowned at the printed score she received.

Total score: 10.5 out of 20. Half of it was correct. No, it was originally 11 points, but the description was confusing, so it was around 0.5 points.

‘Honestly, isn’t it too difficult? Of course, it’s true that I’m stupid, but.’

It’s true that I have a hard head from living behind the scenes, but even during my academy days, I wasn’t a good student.

Although Atra’s practical knowledge was forcibly crammed into me, my other writing skills were poor.

‘I can’t ignore this…’

That practical knowledge saved Era.

How to find a safe hiding place, how to avoid dangerous monsters, how to clear the chase, how to tell if something is edible or not…

If I hadn’t had that knowledge, Daera would have fallen into the trap and died within a few days.

From the beginning, the written test was clearly reflected in the cradle test grades. In the entrance exam, the practical test was full marks, but didn’t the written test fall along with it?

I couldn’t give up my studies for practical reasons.

There are other reasons too.

“Daera, did you do well on your test yesterday?”

While reading the detailed evaluation, I felt something approaching. The hologram became translucent, and I saw Ha-sol smiling beyond it.

Daera caressed the smartwatch hanging like a necklace.

Even though it’s a watch, it’s more comfortable since you only have one arm. This is the advice I heard from Lee Ha-yool, a veteran.

“… So-so. It was better than last time. What about Lee Ha-sol?”

“It was a bit difficult for me too, but luckily I did well.”

It was difficult, but fortunately, Daera didn’t put into words what she thought without thinking.

There wasn’t a single note that didn’t get full marks from Lee Ha-sol’s writing. She solved them all lightly, with plenty of time to spare.

They say things like, “It was difficult, it was fortunate, it was like that.”

“DaeraDaera, you looked a little tired when I saw you yesterday. Did you sleep well?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. I got in fine. What about Ayla?”

“The deposit was added later. But, instead of resting right away, you get separate instruction, right? You must be tired.”

“Well… that’s true.”

The conversation started with Iha Sol-idae approaching and taking the lead. The students next to him also approached him and joined in the conversation.

Because if both of them become friends, only good things will happen to them.

Lee Ha-sol is the most promising student at Topshinkyo and the top student at Siyoram. She is also drawing attention for her unique ability to use the wind attribute, which is far above average.

Daera was similar. A young superhuman who had been missing for several years, but then showed up on the battlefield where everything was running wild.

This is the person who showed off his unique brain power with a strangely powerful output that was seen on the battlefield.

Either way, I think there’s no harm in becoming friends.

Above all, Daera…

“Did you receive it with Senior Lee Ha-yul last night too?”

“Yeah. I got it together with the priest.”

‘That must be because there is a priest.’

Lee Ha-yul. A second-year student at Hyunshiyoram and a priest of Daera.

On the surface, the fact that Daera is a secret survivor is hidden. Of course, there are many people who will infer based on their own experience, but for now, it is a hidden truth.

There are also truths that are not hidden.

Daera is the first disciple of Atra who had been missing for several years.

Also, under that Atra, there is a kind of class relationship between Lee Ha-yul and Atra.

Instead of living in a dormitory, Lee Ha-yool lives in a mansion, and he is quite close with Lee Ha-yool.

That factor greatly increased the motivation to become friends with Daera.

If you become friends with Daera, there is a chance that you will become friends with Lee Ha-yul through her.

‘hmm.’

Although it was impossible for her to not know that intention, Daera did not take it negatively.

I just wish those who approach me were like that, I’m not trying to be a jerk.

‘Still, I guess I have to be careful about my actions because of this…’

The thought from just now. That’s why Daera tries not to mess up her writing.

The perception of Daera as seen in the world is that he is the disciple of Atra and the private tutor of Iharul.

In other words, it means that Da-era and the two people are somehow connected.

Since the names of the teachers and priests rose and fell based on Daera’s actions, they had no choice but to be careful about their actions.

“Have you seen the Daerado wing clothes? Professor Atra is wearing them too… ”

“… I don’t know about that either.”

On the contrary, Daera was drawn into the story about the teacher and the priest. Daera tried hard to hide his trembling expression and answered.

Wingsuit.

It is not the winged clothing from legends or tales, but an artifact used by Lee Ha-yul.

The official name is Sky Wings. It’s impossible not to know it since it’s been treated like a tentacle before.

Because it is such a unique artifact, it is now also the artifact that represents Lee Ha-yul.

‘Did you make that separately? Or did you have some extra?’

Similar artifacts began to appear to several people, especially those around Lee Ha-yool.

-Huh? Master? Isn’t that the priest’s?

-… It’s a different weapon

… I saw yesterday that he had an art. It was amazing to see the fluttering cloth wrapped around his arms and legs and turn into thick gloves.

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“Ah… My head hurts… ”

It was almost the end of the morning lecture. Dae-ra gathered her things with one hand and walked down the hallway, shaking her dull hair.

‘If I go after lunch… there’ll be some left.’

The entire afternoon class is devoted to training with Atra.

I’m going to be working like a dog today too, so eat plenty and arrive early to allow for proper digestion.

If you are not careful, you may end up emptying your stomach by only eating rice and not digesting it.

‘Lunch is…’

Lunchtime. The time when everyone is racking their brains to decide what to eat. Normally, even Dae-ra would be like that.

Daera rummaged through the pocket on her waist with a strange expression on her face.

Despite its small size, the interior is spacious. A large lunch box can be seen inside.

‘Why are you giving me all this stuff…?’

The lunchbox that Lee Ha-yool packed for me this morning. My expression couldn’t help but change strangely.

I don’t enjoy cooking, but I know that preparing breakfast and packing lunch every morning is a hassle.

That’s why I didn’t want to receive it. It was just a hassle. To be honest, even if I don’t receive a lunch box, it’s easy to pack a meal and eat.

-Okay, here’s a private lunch box.

-Uh… That… Thank you.

But I couldn’t refuse. He offered me a lunch box that was already complete, and refusing it seemed like ignoring his sincerity.

In fact, there were other, much bigger reasons.

‘…It’s too delicious to refuse…’

It’s delicious. The reason is simple and clear. The lunch box and the rice were so delicious that I couldn’t refuse it.

‘How on earth do you make this? Is it possible to do this with unique technical skills?’

You won’t find this kind of taste anywhere else.

It couldn’t be helped. Although Dae-ra didn’t know, her lunch box was made with perfect consideration for her eating habits and tastes.

As we spent more time together, the amount of information observed increased, and the taste of the lunch box inevitably improved as well.

-Tiring!

“Huh?”

Daerra, who was peeking at the lunch box with a question in her mind, stopped walking. The door in front of her in the hallway opened with an alarm.

I tilted my head and glanced at the Era family.

‘foyer?’

I remember it as a facility located throughout the Shiyoram facility, a place where you could go in, lock yourself in, and rest when you felt tired.

If that were all, I would have just passed by, but I stopped walking because of the people coming out of the break room.

Bright red hair and bright white hair. It was Hong Yeon-hwa and Lee Ha-yool.

It was hard to confuse them because the red and white winged costumes matched each other.

[Ugh…]

“Ha-yul, I have to go to the afternoon lecture now, Ji… ”

Iha Yulbu… Hong Yeonhwa, who was carrying the actual product, discovered Daera. Their eyes met for a moment, and an awkward silence fell.

“… Hello?”

“… Yes, hello.”

Even the greetings were awkward. It was because we had an awkward relationship. We met several times at the mansion and sat at the same table, but we never became close.

‘what?’

Two people came out of the break room. It wasn’t something that Daera had to worry about, but Lee Ha-yool’s condition was strange, so her gaze went to him.

Cheeks flushed warmly. Eyes slightly open and hazy. A sweet scent wafted out every time she breathed out her colorful breath.

“Hmm. Harul?”

[Feeling full]

“Yes… ”

Hong Yeon-hwa, who had been coughing at that sight, patted Lee Ha-yool on the back. Lee Ha-yool, who had been leaning against her as if he was being held in his arms, gradually regained some light in his eyes.

[Ah… Private…]

[hello…]

“… Yeah, hi.“

The voice of the necklace that was hanging down. Daera tried to sneak a peek inside the break room, but turned her gaze away, not wanting to find out.

[Oh, that’s right]

It was at that moment. Lee Ha-yool, who had been slowly standing alone, shrugged his shoulders as if he had just remembered something.

[Sir, do you have time this afternoon?]

“This afternoon? Master’s training time? Why?”

[This is the gift I told you about back then. It’s almost finished.]

[If you have time, I’ll do it today]

“Gift…?Ah.”

This is the gift that Lee Ha-yool gave as an apology for his jealousy.

[It’s pretty much finished as I thought. You can look forward to it.]

Lee Ha-yul opened his chest with confidence.

“… Another gift? Our Harul, you are so generous with gifts.”

“Eububububub… ”

And then Hong Yeon-hwa’s hand grabbed my lips.