episode_0047

Saraljit’s escape and the appearance of instructor Petra Lin drained my energy, but the arduous march was not over yet.

Cobb Priestley has contacted our student council through a crystal ball.

“Shall we expand the festival?”

“Yes. Doesn’t the academy hold a social festival in mid-June?”

It is said that when the student council was first formed 60 years ago, the first thing they did was create a festival to keep the academy united.

Three days of time for the four dormitories to mingle without any distinction.

Civilian clothing has been liberalized, the curfew has been lifted, and students can sleep in sleeping bags anywhere in the academy.

Well, that’s true in theory, and they say that due to a series of thefts and sexual crimes, everyone quietly went to their rooms, locked their doors, and slept…

“The main event of the social festival is the era of romance.”

“Hmm.”

I noticed the chairman’s thoughts. She tapped her fingers on the desk and then spoke.

“I think it would be possible if duels and contest programs were completely excluded from social events.

There may be complaints from parents and graduates, but it is within a manageable range… ”

“Well. I’m skeptical though.”

The vice president tilted his head and opened his beak.

“Colman, you know that the Romantic Age is not a fun game to play when you don’t know the rules, right?

Moreover, it is not an easy game for many spectators to watch.

I think it would be difficult to receive a higher response than an actual duel… ”

I could only nod my head at this point.

Since miniature wargames are ultimately played on a table, there are problems with broadcasting.

So far, it has been aimed at a small number of spectators who know the rules well, so it has been fun to watch, but there is no guarantee that it will be so for outsiders who are experiencing the era of romance for the first time.

“How about excluding parents and outsiders?

Anyway, it’s a festival enjoyed by students, so people who don’t know the rules don’t have to participate… ”

“That’s not possible. If you go out in a way that only those who enjoy it will enjoy it, there is no justification for it to be the main event of a social event.”

The chairman’s resolute refusal. The student council fell silent again.

Cobb Priestley, beyond the crystal ball, did nothing but twist his beard.

How much time had passed? Hwayoung snapped her fingers.

“How about like this?”

After placing her model on the desk, she took out a brush, injected it with magical energy, and swung it.

Ink flows from the tip of the brush and takes on the shape of a model.

No, it is looking forward in a dynamic posture as if it is alive.

“Oh!”

“In this way, the models on the table are made larger and displayed!”

“Good idea. Coincidentally, our company has projectors that use lunar magic.

If you modify these, it seems like something similar to the talent Kyo artist did could be possible.”

Colleagues applauding with excitement.

But I couldn’t be happier.

“What’s wrong, Coleman? Do you not like this plan?”

“No. great. I think it’s a great way to teach beginners the charm of the romantic era.

but… ”

“Just?”

I carefully picked up the model’s base.

“This game involves collecting models, painting models, moving models… I’m afraid they’ll make you forget that it’s that kind of game.”

What Hwayoung implemented is close to augmented reality, but this type of virtual miniature game environment does not exist on Earth.

A program that creates a virtual tabletop online and allows you to move 3D models with the mouse.

There are many more convenient functions than actually doing it at the table, there is no need to obtain a model, and there is no need to prepare or organize the table.

Each game company has a different attitude toward the virtual environment.

Some companies ban virtual modeling and request that all related modes be removed from the simulator, others provide no comments, and others certify the simulator and support online competitions.

However, regardless of the game company’s policy, most gamers view these online miniature war games as an inevitable alternative to use when time and models are lacking.

Because the fun of this genre ultimately comes from the movement of actual models with volume and weight.

Although he could not convey all of the information, the chairman nodded as if he understood.

“I understand what it means. The cute taste of moving the hand-painted models by measuring them with a tape measure.

You’re worried that they’re just going to get rid of it and make it grand and cool.”

“I’m not against this plan. However, this production for competitions should not be mistaken as the main event.”

When I said that, Cobb opened his mouth as if he had been waiting.

“Excellent words, Cantor Developer.

Because the essence of this business is model sales.

so… Shouldn’t we start development soon?”

“What?”

“New faction.”

New faction.

My heart pounded at those words.

When I first drew up my camp, I didn’t need much imagination.

Because the composition of four dormitories + student council was decided.

But now it’s different. A completely new force must be created from scratch.

“It would be nice to be able to announce at least 4 new factions during the social festival.”

“Now… Wait. There’s a little over 15 days left until the social festival, but how… ”

“There is no need for detailed balancing. A basic concept and a few representative models are enough.”

Ah, so it feels like a teaser announcement.

“Mmm. But I haven’t really thought about anything… ”

“Ha.”

Cobb sighs.

“Cantor Developer. Even without that, why did you shout so loudly in front of me?”

“Let’s hold on to our worries. Ideas come out when you squeeze them out.

Well, if you go to the library and look through the Academy Yearbook, wouldn’t you find something?”

“Then go right away.”

100 million.

I signaled to the Chairman and Vice President for help, but to no avail.

“Things like festival schedules and sponsorship issues are originally the work of the student council, so the three of us, the president, me, and Cleo, can handle them.”

“Yes. Coleman, you just focus on coming up with ideas for new factions.

Ah, but don’t feel pressured.”

I can’t not have it if I don’t want to feel the burden…

I took a deep breath and walked out the door of the student council.

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After settling down in a corner of the central library, I took out a bunch of thick Academy yearbooks.

As soon as I opened one of them, a baptism of liberated dust poured down.

“Cough, Clock.”

But it was worth sacrificing my lung health because there was something interesting about the pages I wrote.

“Petra Lin, Black Swan graduate… ”

The name of a new instructor on the list of graduates from 10 years ago.

There was a brief biography written on it.

Although he lacks magical talent, he is selected as an excellent graduate due to his excellent theoretical grades and various services.

I looked at Lin’s portrait for a moment and then flipped through the pages.

“Swarms of monsters appearing in the Great Lakes again?”

An interesting and eye-catching article.

Upon closer inspection, I found out that even 50 years ago, strange aquatic creatures would pop out from the bottom of the Great Lake and cause trouble.

Fortunately, the seeds have dried up due to continued subjugation, and it is said that they have not been observed even once since 25 years ago…

“This would be perfect.”

I hurriedly wrote ‘Great Lake Monster’ in my notebook.

I thought we needed at least one monster faction.

This is a faction that boasts cult popularity in any miniature game.

There are people who keep saying things like, ‘There are no characters to empathize with, so monsters are unpopular’, but that’s only true from people who don’t play games.

From then on, I searched through the yearbook, looking for material on new factions, and took notes whenever I found something good.

“Let’s see… ”

great lake monster

Prison Rights Federation

time traveler

Romelo Village Militia

Guardian of Quain Island Ancient Ruins

student who has become a demon

The rogue circle ran away into the forest.

Desire to destroy the academy

Imperial Intelligence Bureau

That’s about it, but I’m not saying I’m going to use it all, but I’ll have to filter it out.

The Demons are too dark, the Time Travelers are too random, and the Imperial Intelligence Agency is already part of the Red Demons…

Let’s look for some more data.

This time I brought a full-fledged history book and placed it on the desk.

When you open the book, scribbled paper and blurry letters appear.

Just looking at it makes me sleepy. While flipping through the pages to see if there was anything good-

“What is this…? ”

[Non-compliance with censorship]

The intelligence agency’s seal covering the entire page in red.

No, all the pages behind that page were covered with a seal.

After checking the page numbers, I went back to the beginning and checked the table of contents.

“1101 pages… Modern history since 152… ”

152 is the year the civil war began.

When we looked at the publication year, it was recorded as 167.

Was it censored because it was a book written during the civil war?

Come to think of it, the Chairman’s parents also met and got married during the civil war, right?

The reason he passed away was probably because he was caught up in the civil war.

Considering the president’s war trauma and the fact that his father was a member of the royal family, it is almost certain.

Is the chairman’s name listed elsewhere?

I went to the bookshelf and opened another history book.

This book feels like a soft, cultural book with lots of pictures.

However, this book also had censorship marks attached to the civil war section.

As I became curious, I picked out dozens of books from the modern history shelves.

Censorship, censorship, censorship, censorship…

“Found it!”

There was finally a book that wasn’t censored.

Let’s quickly look at the description of the book-

His Majesty the Emperor led the imperial army and put down the vicious rebels, and finally the 23-year-old rebellion was quelled and the people shed tears of joy.

… are you kidding?

The rest of the books were all the same.

Books written academically are censored, and books that are not censored are shameful praises of the emperor and the imperial family.

As I sighed and closed the history book, a feeling of discomfort passed through my spine.

Why is there no specificity in praise?

No matter how much this is a blessing in disguise, shouldn’t you write down who you defeated, when and where?

I opened the uncensored books again.

As expected, it was like that. All of the uncensored books described the rebellion without using any proper nouns.

There was even complete silence about who started the rebellion that lasted 23 years and why.

Rebels are traitors. But I won’t include the name of that monster?

I pushed the books to a corner.

The initial purpose of researching data on the new camp had long been forgotten.

Neither my parents, nor the president, nor the academy’s books try to teach me about the civil war.

But I want to know. To understand the president’s wounds.

Well, let’s just go to the president.

I said you can freely ask questions about the past from now on.

I paused. When I left the cave, the feeling of discomfort I had pushed away came back to me.

There was a subtle discrepancy between Tangaroa’s words and the president’s words.

The chairman may still be hiding something.

Then you can’t just trust her.

Asking someone else… Anyone else?

I quickly selected candidates in my head.

Someone I have a close relationship with and who can speak honestly to me.

My parents would be shocked if I told them about the civil war, and I don’t think my brother would tell me the truth.

Senior Graven is a foreigner, so you probably don’t know, and Mark Karcic is a former imperial soldier, so he’s dangerous.

If you go to Tangaroa or Cove Priestley, he won’t open his mouth.

There is no way for professors to respond when the library is censored.

what. In the end, all I have is books… Only books?

A bright idea passed through my head.

It looks like studying magic at the academy wasn’t in vain.