Chapter 117 : Chapter 117
Chapter 117. Radel Silvert Cretian Hearing (1)
“Try choosing.”
Radel blinked at the unexpected situation.
Cromwell Bondis, the Principal of the Academy, was staring intently at Radel with his chin resting on his hand.
A dark smile was on his lips.
He was certainly a person with an overwhelming atmosphere.
Looking at his atmosphere alone, one might wonder if he was the boss of an organization rather than a Principal.
Surely this should be the Principal’s office…….
‘Didn’t he call me to have a meeting?’
Radel decided to just ask.
“Um, Principal. The reason you called me today is…….”
“That’s right. That is it.”
“Yes?”
As Radel made an expression that he didn’t understand, Cromwell clapped his hands with a mean smile.
“That expression of not knowing why you are here!”
“Yes?”
“I really like people like student Radel.”
The more they conversed, the more it felt like falling into a labyrinth.
However, Cromwell’s smile showed no sign of disappearing.
He didn’t have such a sinister impression for sure, but just by him smiling, it somehow felt like being threatened.
“Right. Since you seem not to know well, I will explain.”
Cromwell stared piercingly at Radel and opened his mouth.
“I called you because I wanted to praise student Radel. What is laid in front is the reward.”
The things Cromwell laid out in front of Radel were all precious things.
Radel looked around at the items he prepared as a reward.
A magic theory book, a potion shining with brilliant color, a magical tool seen for the first time, a luxurious-looking staff, a golden robe, etc., were all things anyone could see were difficult to obtain.
“The behavior student Radel showed last night was truly brave. Because you confronted a heretic without fear, greater damage could be prevented. I want to praise you very much.”
Cromwell clapped his hands slowly.
Clap, clap!
As the sound of his clapping rang in the Principal’s office, light emitted from the magic lamp attached to the wall.
“It is a Praise Lamp. A magical tool made to react to a certain sound of applause. I made it while thinking of student Radel. Doesn’t it feel much more like being praised?”
While saying that, Cromwell’s grinning face looked even more sinister under the light of the magic lamp.
But his attitude was that of a warm educator itself.
“While worrying about what prize to give, I thought it would be good if the recipient chose directly. How is it, do you like them?”
Radel nodded.
“Yes. Honestly…… I like them.”
Radel’s answer was sincere.
Although the Principal seemed a bit eccentric, that wasn’t important.
To him, the reward placed before his eyes was more important.
“Then try choosing slowly.”
Cromwell offered to Radel again.
Radel slowly examined the items.
Magic theory book.
Seeing ‘Written by Cromwell Bondis’ written on it, it seemed to be a magic theory book written by the Principal himself.
Surely he would be able to learn tremendous magic created by the genius mage.
The magical tool placed next to it was also interesting.
It must undoubtedly raise the user’s stats.
“What is this bracelet?”
“If you wear it, your magic power doubles.”
Is this real?
Radel was confused for a moment.
Mages strive to have more magic power their whole lives, but it wasn’t easy.
Because magic power is largely innate.
Of course, there were potions that temporarily replenish magic power or artifacts helpful in increasing magic power but…….
‘I haven’t even heard of an item that doubles magic power.’
Well, if the Principal made it, it might be possible.
“It is a good item. An object difficult to make again. Because obtaining the materials isn’t easy.”
As Radel showed signs of contemplation, Cromwell added a few words from the side.
It was certain that it was definitely a covetable item.
Although it was an item difficult to use for Radel who had Status Effect Nullification.
What entered Radel’s eyes next was a single sheet of thin paper.
“What is this?”
When Radel pointed at the paper, Cromwell raised his eyebrows as if unexpected.
“Hmm? That was just put in the list because it felt empty. It isn’t that great.”
Not great. When examining other items, he never spoke in such a way.
This made him more curious.
“Is it a scroll? Or a map?”
“Since student Radel is curious, I will tell you. This is a blueprint of a magical tool I was developing recently. So I can’t present it confidently. Because I haven’t tried making it yet either.”
So this was a blueprint of a magical tool that existed only on paper and hadn’t come out to the world yet.
“What kind of magical tool is it?”
“Ho, student Radel is interested in my research topic?”
Cromwell shone his eyes wearing a ferocious expression.
Radel only asked what kind of magical tool’s blueprint it was, but Cromwell excitedly explained about his research.
“So to speak. Assuming there is a standard for goodness and evil for humans, can that be changed with magic? Is it possible to change human emotions, and furthermore, even the concepts that become the standard for human behavior?”
Most of it he couldn’t understand, but he could know one thing.
That Cromwell conceived a magical tool that completely changes a person.
“Thus I arrived. Negative thoughts, negative mindset! That changes human will, overturns good and evil, and furthermore even changes behavior. Then we just have to change that!”
“Then the person who uses this magical tool made by the Principal…….”
Cromwell smiled slowly.
It was a smile evil beyond measure.
“That is correct. They end up changing very positively.”
Sounds good?
Radel chose the magical tool blueprint without hesitation.
“I will go with this.”
Cromwell shook his head.
It was an expression of genuine regret.
“Are you saying you are fine with such an unfinished product? Try thinking again. This is half-baked. There is a reason I haven’t made this magical tool even after designing it.”
“What is that?”
Cromwell whispered evilly to Radel.
“It has no effect on originally positive people.”
Even better?
People who seemed to need this magical tool came to Radel’s mind.
Leon, who was engulfed in negative emotions wanting to kill his brothers whenever there was a chance, or some friends uncooperative in group life…….
Although the bracelet that doubles magic power was also a good item, Radel coveted the magical tool blueprint more.
When Radel said he would take the magical tool blueprint in the end, Cromwell sighed.
“Phew, you are really unstoppable. Just remember that if you do this, I have no choice but to like student Radel more.”
To think he could say words that feel affectionate in such a way.
Radel admired the Principal’s extraordinary talent.
“You may go now.”
“Did you not call me because you had something to say separately to me?”
However, Cromwell had a puzzled expression.
“I called you to give a gift though?”
This time it was Radel’s turn to be flustered.
He thought he would hear words not to tell people around him about what happened last night, or at least to be careful.
How he interpreted such a reaction from Radel, Cromwell’s smile deepened.
“I wonder if there is anything more to say. I trust student Radel will know.”
* * *
Radel left the Principal’s office and headed to the dormitory.
“Trust I will know…….”
Did he mean he thought he would be careful with his words on his own, or was it a threat that he trusted he knew what would happen the moment he spoke.
Anyway, he was a wondrous person whose every word sounded meaningful no matter what he said.
In any case, he was also a benefactor who gave a gift to Radel.
Radel opened the blueprint and looked; the magical tool took the form of a necklace.
“Necklace of Joy?”
Radel, who read the name of the magical tool, nodded.
How joyful it is that it changes a negative person positively.
It was certainly a name that made sense.
Looking at the materials, magic circle, and magic formulas written on the blueprint, it seemed Radel could make it sufficiently too.
The tricky part was magic power control; he had to delicately adjust the minute flow of mana flowing in the magic circle.
But it wasn’t to the extent he couldn’t touch it at all.
“To give the blueprint whole.”
Radel could know how good a gift he received.
The magic formulas written on the blueprint were on a different level from the basic magic he was learning now.
With Radel’s level, he could only barely imitate it, but if mages with some skill saw it, they might obtain other enlightenment.
Just when Radel put the blueprint in his bosom thinking he should get the materials and try making it when he went out to Marcellent.
Swish!
An attack Radel hadn’t detected flew in.
‘Killing intent is not felt?’
Thud!
Radel, who was hit on the back of his neck in an instant, ended up losing consciousness.
* * *
“Are you awake?”
The place Radel opened his eyes was the dormitory meeting room.
Around the tightly bound Radel stood familiar people.
Tunia, Inette, Gusto, and Armandy.
Only then could Radel know what happened.
‘Tunia ambushed me.’
Because there was no killing intent, ‘Superhuman Intuition’ was not activated.
As Radel regained consciousness, Inette laughed triumphantly.
“You aren’t the only one who can ask Tunia for a favor, you know!”
Gusto spoke quietly.
“Burning with competitiveness over such a thing is useless.”
“Competitiveness? Do you think I am doing this because of competitiveness?!”
“Then is it not?”
Gusto bowed his head to Radel.
“I apologize, Prince. I should have stopped her…….”
“Hey! What are you doing right now!”
Inette jumped and gave a warning to Gusto.
“Will it do being soft-hearted like this? What do we do if you apologize now!”
“You didn’t say we were suddenly kidnapping the Prince.”
Internal division?
Radel felt strange watching the two bickering.
He had always only tried knocking others out and tying them up; he had never been in the opposite position.
Still, since experience is experience, he thought this would also be helpful later.
Radel decided to attempt a conversation with the leader of the kidnappers.
“Inette, are you doing this because of what I secretly asked Tunia?”
“What? It’s not like that, you know?”
Inette jumped and denied it.
“That was a formal request with payment. It wasn’t particularly done because we are friends. Isn’t that right, Tunia?”
“Right. I received money.”
Tunia nodded.
Inette asked Tunia back in surprise.
“Really? There was no such talk to me.”
“I didn’t intend to receive it from you.”
“……Oh my god, Tunia.”
Inette wore a touched expression.
Then Gusto asked with a face that didn’t understand.
“Surely you aren’t moved by the words that she won’t receive money right now?”
“Would you stay still a bit? It’s my first time feeling this way, you know? You wouldn’t know since you have many friends!”
“I do not have many. Just about 30 fellow apprentice holy knights?”
“You deceiver!”
Radel, who was watching their warm friendship, only then noticed the meeting room blackboard.
There, written in intense handwriting that must be Inette’s, it was written like this.
‘The 1st Radel Silvert Cretian Hearing’.