Chapter 190 : Chapter 190
Chapter 190. New 20th Floor Conqueror
Combat Magic Tower, Middle Floor.
“Look over there!”
“Oh my god, did a 1st-year conquer the 20th floor just now?”
The eyes of the Combat Magic majors turned toward the bulletin board.
Written on the board was the name of the person who had just finished conquering.
1st Year Radel Silvert Cretian - 20th Floor
It was surprising.
For a 1st-year to conquer the 20th floor as soon as he climbed the tower.
“Does this make sense?”
“I’ve been trying to clear the 20th floor for a whole month!”
“That 1st-year, didn't they say his direct senior is Tarun?”
“Even if Tarun helped, it means they caught the Dungeon Boss anyway.”
The atmosphere was buzzing, but Radel’s name was engraved in the minds of everyone who saw that bulletin board.
Because if one was a Combat Magic major, they knew exactly what the number written on that board meant.
In Combat Magic, the one who climbed the tower high was the strong one.
Therefore, all Combat Magic majors did their best to climb the tower even a little higher.
There were not only seniors on the middle floor.
1st-year students who were resting on the middle floor with their direct seniors were also looking at the number on the bulletin board.
“As expected of Your Highness.”
Gusto nodded, while Inette made an absurd expression.
“What on earth is he doing from the first day?”
Just then, the teleportation magic circle shone.
FLASH!
People who had entered the 20th floor were being summoned to the middle floor.
The first person to appear was Estina.
“Princess, are you alright?”
“Does this look alright to your eyes?”
When Kier approached her, Estina answered roughly and left the 20th floor.
“What, why is the 4th Princess coming out from there?”
Inette, who spotted Estina and her follower, raised her eyebrows.
It meant she was on the floor Radel just conquered, which wasn't a very good sign.
“Phew.”
Soon, Tarun also arrived at the middle floor.
He had been confronting Kier until Radel caught the Dungeon Boss, and upon feeling the 20th floor collapsing, he had predicted success.
It felt half like gambling.
Because the 20th floor wasn't easy for a 1st-year who hadn't even learned Combat Magic properly to conquer alone.
But Radel eventually did it.
It was inevitable that Tarun felt proud of Radel.
It made his initial determination to show true Combat Magic to the arrogant junior seem pointless.
Was that why?
Seeing Radel stagger down from the teleportation magic circle, his body moved on its own.
“Are you hurt?”
Tarun, supporting Radel, asked urgently.
“Ah, Senior.”
Radel realized who was supporting him and showed a smile.
“It seems my tension has only just released.”
“……Well done.”
“It is all thanks to you, Senior.”
Inette and Gusto, who were on the middle floor, ran to Radel.
“Your Highness!”
“Are you hurt?!”
Gusto and Inette stiffened their expressions upon seeing Radel’s condition.
He wasn't injured from the battle with the monster.
Although faint, Leon’s magic power was felt.
The eyes of the two turned toward Leon, who had just stepped down from the teleportation magic circle.
In particular, Inette reacted more sensitively.
“Until now, I tried not to intervene because it's your sibling matter, but this is too much. Did the 4th Princess and Leon plan this together?”
“If Your Highness just says the word, I will draw my sword.”
Gusto also seemed rarely angry.
Radel calmed the two down.
“It's not a big deal. It's not like the two planned and attacked together. It wasn't to the extent you guys should worry.”
“What do you mean not a big deal!”
Inette snapped while huffing.
Her golden eyes burned with anger.
“Don't go too easy on him just because he's your younger brother. If you keep doing that, there really will be no end to it.”
Me, going easy on that guy……?
Going easy on someone only applies when one's skills are superior, doesn't it?
Radel pondered for a moment whether that was actually possible, then shrugged.
“Easy, my foot. He's the one who went easy on me.”
Honestly, there were plenty of opportunities to kill him even on the 20th floor.
However, Leon hesitated until the end.
It wasn't Radel who wouldn't know that.
Inette looked at Radel for a moment and then snorted.
“Hmph, just know that I wouldn't have stayed still if something had happened.”
“Wow, Inette. Were you worried about me that much just now?”
“N-No, I wasn't? It's just because Leon is disgraceful?!”
When Radel acted surprised, Inette jumped.
Gusto also nodded from the side.
“I see you in a new light, Princess. Saying you would even carry out a bloody revenge for Your Highness. I was deeply impressed.”
“I said no!”
Leon, watching them, turned his head.
His follower frowned and said.
“He's just all talk despite being lucky.”
“……Let him chatter all he wants.”
Leon moved his steps silently.
With his fist clenched tight.
Unbelievably, his hand was still trembling.
* * *
“He's gone.”
Tarun had kept his guard up until Leon disappeared from the middle floor.
Radel, who sent Inette and Gusto back to their seniors, also nodded.
“It was quite dangerous this time.”
“Does this happen often usually?”
“Not often. It seems you suffered needlessly because of me, Senior.”
Radel offered words of gratitude to Tarun.
“Thank you. If it weren't for your Wind Wall, Senior, I don't know what would have happened…….”
“Ahem!”
I told you it's not something like a Wind Wall.
Feeling embarrassed for no reason, Tarun cleared his throat and changed the subject.
“Anyway, this isn't an ordinary incident. Something unsavory almost happened inside the academy. It would be better to tell the professors.”
However, Radel’s thought was different.
Even in the Imperial Palace, didn't it end with just the attendant who tried to kill him disappearing?
There was no intention to kill anyone.
It happened while competing over the Dungeon Boss.
It was obvious it would be glossed over vaguely like this.
Moreover, since no one died, all the more so.
“Is there a need for that. It will just be concluded as the battle becoming somewhat intense.”
Radel answered with a calm expression.
As if something like this was common.
‘Is this the reality of a royal with weak influence.’
Tarun found Radel’s attitude, having finished grasping the situation, somewhat concerning.
But Radel spoke nonchalantly.
“And Professor Lilian will like this more anyway.”
* * *
“You did really well!”
Professor Lilian praised Radel greatly.
“To go up to the 20th floor as soon as you entered the tower, and even carry out a splendid battle risking your life there! I should praise Tarun as well for leading his junior on a good path.”
It was as Radel expected.
Professor Lilian, seemingly unable to contain herself at the news that Radel conquered the 20th floor, called Tarun and Radel to her office immediately.
And she took something out of her pocket and distributed it to Tarun and Radel.
“What is this, Professor?”
Radel asked, looking down at the paper in his hand.
Then Lilian spoke proudly.
“It is the pride of our Combat Magic majors, the Praise Stamp System. Tarun, please explain.”
A small slime was drawn on the paper.
And when Lilian stamped it there, a face appeared on the empty slime.
Tarun pointed at the slime and said to Radel.
“If you collect 30 stamps, you can have a duel with none other than Professor Lilian.”
It was tremendous news.
A brief silence flowed, and Radel opened his mouth.
“Wow…… that is really nice.”
Then Professor Lilian beamed.
“Right? Try to collect them diligently from now on! Of course, if it's Student Radel, I could accept a duel request specially, though.”
Radel shook his head without hesitation.
“No. An opportunity equal to other students is sufficient.”
Professor Lilian smiled as if amused, then spoke meaningfully.
“You will have to become much stronger in the future. I believe you know the reason why better than anyone. So, about that, I looked at Student Radel’s timetable a bit?”
“My timetable, when……?”
Radel was flustered, but Professor Lilian only smiled brightly.
“There were necessary subjects missing. So I tweaked it.”
Professor Lilian handed the modified timetable to Radel.
Radel took the timetable with a bewildered expression.
On the new timetable, not a single empty space could be found.
This…… is there even time to eat?
* * *
It was the course registration correction period.
Students were modifying their timetables while freely attending lectures they were interested in.
Because even if they had chosen a major, they could apply for any necessary subjects from other majors as much as they wanted.
“What liberal arts did you take?”
“Understanding Magic Circles. But I think I should change to something easier. What are you taking?”
While everyone was busy talking about timetables, Radel entered the lounge.
As soon as he entered, Radel listened to the 1st-year friends' conversation and offered advice.
“Basics of Magic Circles is easier than Understanding Magic Circles.”
“Thanks for letting me know. But how do you…… Ah.”
The friend who was about to ask how he knew realized the opponent was Radel and closed his mouth with an understanding expression.
Because currently, the person taking the most subjects in the Black Falcon Dormitory was Radel.
Inette, who was in the lounge, was appalled seeing the book in Radel’s hand.
“Don't tell me you're moving according to that timetable?”
“Huh? Of course, I'm taking classes as is.”
“Give me the timetable.”
As Radel sat down with a calm expression, Inette snatched Radel’s timetable.
Even looking at it again, it was a murderous timetable.
Basic Physical Fitness, Understanding Magic Circles, Enhancement Magic, Introduction to Material Science, Artifacts and Magical Tools…….
Even advanced subjects only majors could take.
Inette frowned and asked.
“Is Professor Lilian trying to kill you?”
“……She's probably trying to save me?”
“I told you to be careful!”
Inette was sensitive due to the incident on the 20th floor.
Even inside the academy, it wasn't safe.
Especially fights between royals were open occurrences.
Inette emphasized to Radel again.
“Leon is in the same grade so it can't be helped, but don't clash with the 4th Princess for no reason. Do you know how persistent the Mecure earldom is.”
Even if something went wrong for someone, it could pass without any punishment.
It meant the power of the Mecure earldom supporting Estina was formidable.
For Radel, who still lacked followers and power, clashing head-on with the 4th Princess presented many difficulties.
To be equal to her, he had to become stronger than now.
I guess I have to take lectures more diligently.
Radel was nodding at Inette’s words when Tunia, who was next to him, closed her book and asked quietly.
“Should I deploy the kids at least?”
Only then did Radel realize he also had forces.
The employees of the Dice Shop composed of former assassins.
No, should I call this a force……?
“No. I have no intention of fighting anyone.”
When Radel quickly shook his head, Tunia made a regretful expression and opened her book again.
However, Inette’s reaction was one of disbelief.
“A guy who has no intention of fighting goes around doing that? Apprentice Holy Knight, don't you think so too?”
Inette asked Gusto who was staying still.
“Your Highness simply does not avoid fights that come his way. Those who pick fights first are at fault.”
Answering thus, Gusto stood up from his seat saying he had an appointment soon.
“I have a meeting I must attend, so I should get going now.”
It was the first time Gusto left saying he had an important personal matter.
“The Apprentice Holy Knight had a meeting?”
“Wouldn't it be a meeting related to the Supreme Deity Order?”
Inette and Radel guessed in their own ways, but the truth lay beyond.
“I'm late.”
Gusto, heading somewhere, took an invitation out of his bosom.
It was written as follows:
‘Radel Silvert Cretian Follower Gathering.’