Chapter 215 : Chapter 215
Chapter 215. Loyalty Among Followers
SWISH.
Radel took out his schedule from his bosom.
And circled Enhancement Magic while muttering.
“I was lucky.”
To think he could capture Professor Beven with a single bottle of alcohol.
Although he hesitated until the end, Professor Beven eventually collapsed in front of Sleeping Dragon.
If he hadn’t formed a connection with the Iron Anvil Guild, it wouldn’t have been easy.
Thanks to that, he caught the professor and even secured his midterm grade.
It was a very decent harvest.
“And next is…….”
Radel swapped the paper overlapping behind the schedule to the front.
First-years’ names were written there.
It was precisely the list of the group at risk of failing the second semester midterms received from Professor Marianne.
She said it was a list personally selected by the major professors.
That Professor Marianne persuaded other professors with nice words and received it.
‘How did she persuade them?’
Since they were all professors with strong personalities, he was curious about what method she used to persuade them, but at the same time, he felt like he didn’t want to know.
Anyway, Professor Marianne was a professor who cared very much about students.
Although she had a blunt face, she was very worried that students might receive failing grades.
Professor Marianne’s words echoed in Radel’s mind.
‘There are no failing grades in our dormitory.’
It was a few days ago.
Professor Marianne called Radel to the professor’s office and asked.
‘If even one person in the Black Falcon Dormitory receives a failing grade…… what do you think I should do?’
She was indeed a person only worried about students.
Radel answered Professor Marianne quickly.
‘There won’t be such a thing, Professor.’
‘Right. I will prepare an outing pass this time too.’
Now they were two people who understood each other instantly.
Moreover, helping friends in crisis was also something he had to do as the Grade Representative.
Radel, who had once been in the group at risk of failing for not being able to contract with a spirit, could empathize with their situation more than anyone.
Radel’s goal for this midterm included saving friends on this list from failing grades.
“I see familiar names.”
Since he was taking the Integrated Major, figuring out who was weak in what major wasn’t very difficult for Radel.
“Let’s see, Carlos? He’ll be weak in summoning theory. Marco…… seeing him last time, he seemed to find magic circles a bit difficult. Emily had a tendency to skip basics and move on to advanced levels.”
It was truly an appearance of knowing every major.
In a sense, he was better than the Academy professors.
Fortunately, names of friends close to Radel like Inette and Tunia weren’t there.
After grasping the situation of the first-years, Radel came to a conclusion.
That everyone had to go to the library.
“Since everyone is weaker in theory than practice, it’ll be okay if I just bring them there.”
No matter if Radel was a contractor, the Academy’s prohibition was powerful.
He also couldn’t speak the name of the Spirit of the Library aloud.
Radel muttered vaguely and decided to entrust his friends to his spirit.
Doesn’t the Spirit of the Library look after not only theory but also practice meticulously?
Although he says himself that it’s because tormenting students is fun, from Radel’s perspective, it wasn’t like that.
He was a spirit sincere about students’ growth.
‘He really can’t be honest.’
Thinking that the Spirit of the Library would be dumbfounded and collapse if he heard this, Radel nodded.
Now was the time to save his friends.
“Aaack!”
A scream echoed in the Black Falcon Dormitory.
Someone had been taken away again.
The first-years gathered in the dormitory lounge and trembled.
“Wh, who was it just now?”
“Wasn’t it Marco? He clearly went out for a walk in the backyard earlier…….”
“Backyard?”
The first-years looked at each other with pale faces.
Because the scream heard just now came from very close by, not the backyard.
As expected, a black shadow brushed past the lounge hallway.
It was the dark appearance of someone carrying a large sack on their shoulder.
“Eeek!”
“It’s the fixer!”
“It’s the Black Falcon Dormitory’s fixer!”
They were appalled as if they had seen a ghost and hugged each other.
They were lucky not to be taken away this time, but there was no guarantee they would be safe next time.
The Black Falcon Dormitory’s fixer approached without presence and took people away in an instant.
No one could know who would be taken away when.
“I, I’ll just go to the library. I can’t tremble in fear like this forever.”
“Me too! I’ll go too!”
The first-years trembling in fear chose to go study on their own feet instead.
It was truly the beginning of the library fever.
However, Radel, the protagonist of the fever, knew nothing about this situation.
He was just faithfully guiding his friends.
“Who should I take this time……?”
There wasn’t enough time to persuade them one by one to go to the library, and since it was already the second semester, there was no need to either.
Catching them and throwing them into the library as quickly as possible was efficient for both friends and Radel.
Like that, the title of Black Falcon Dormitory’s fixer was gaining fame even in the second semester.
* * *
Transmutation Magic class.
The practical exam for this midterm was to form a team of three and build a house.
Professor Thomas looked around the first-years and opened his mouth.
“To do Transmutation Magic well, understanding of the object is important. Because magic is not completed without understanding the target you intend to transmute.”
Radel nodded while listening to Professor Thomas’s words.
“This exam will look at your understanding of a house. Creativity, of course, as well as comprehension and cooperation will be important.”
After telling them about the evaluation criteria, Professor Thomas added.
“The time given to you is one hour. Please keep in mind that no matter how well you make it, the moment you exceed one hour, it is an immediate failing grade.”
It’s a tough exam.
Radel’s expression became serious.
Since it was a task that just required using imagination inside the Transmutation Magic Workshop, it seemed like it would finish quickly, but time was insufficient.
Because aligning the concept of a house held by the three team members wasn’t easy to start with.
Radel took Armandy and Edward, who became a team, and chose a room.
“Here would be good.”
“Here?”
Armandy asked, puzzled.
“Wouldn’t an empty room be better? This place is a sea of water.”
Armandy was right.
SPLASH.
The room Radel chose was a river where a huge stream of water flowed.
“That’s why I chose it. If there’s nothing, we have to make the surrounding background first.”
“I think sunny land would be better than a river, though……”
“Then worries about what to build only increase.”
Radel shook his head and asked Armandy.
“If it were you, what house would you build here?”
“Since it’s water everywhere, if I have to build, there is no choice but a stilt house.”
“That’s exactly it.”
In Radel’s thought, a house was something influenced by the environment.
If the environment was fixed extremely from the start, what to do next was determined.
There was no need to gather the thoughts of three people.
When time was short, this method was best.
“Now you know what to do, right? Let’s drive in the stakes quickly first.”
“As expected of the Prince.”
Edward chimed in beside them, agreeing with Radel’s words.
Armandy, who had a dumbfounded expression, also came to his senses and started setting up stakes.
Because for a house to endure on water, sturdy and high stakes were needed.
‘It’s absurd, but he is sharp sometimes.’
Armandy glanced at Radel and thought inwardly.
But suddenly, wasn’t Edward blocking Armandy’s view.
Edward went close to Radel and whispered something.
He even lowered his voice as if conveying a serious story.
“The person who responded to the invitation as you said last time……”
What are they talking about?
Armandy leaned his body towards the two without realizing it.
It absolutely wasn’t because of personal curiosity.
It was to collect information as an Ability Management Bureau agent.
Sometimes, highly developed elite agents instinctively exhibited ingrained habits.
This all stemmed from thorough professionalism.
However, as Armandy seemed to be listening to their conversation, Edward subtly put distance.
“Prince, let’s go over there and put up the planks together.”
Saying that, he took Radel and avoided the spot.
‘Only you are a follower, is that it?’
Watching that sight, Armandy was somehow annoyed.
What kind of secret conversation are they having anyway.
‘N, no. What am I thinking? I am a follower of the 9th Prince!’
Armandy’s ego split in two and clamored.
Is there a need for me, a follower of the 9th Prince, to feel bad about this?
No, but that guy made me feel bad first!
SLAP!
Armandy slapped his own cheek to come to his senses.
* * *
‘I should slowly probe the Ability Management Bureau too.’
Radel was coming out of the workshop after finishing the Transmutation Magic practical exam.
Just in time, Armandy was walking ahead.
Armandy was lost in his own thoughts even though Professor Thomas gave a good evaluation.
Did he find something out?
Radel called Armandy secretly.
“Armandy.”
“Gasp!”
Armandy, perhaps lost in thought, was startled and had a fit.
“Please make some noise when moving around! I thought my heart dropped!”
Armandy was actually thinking of Radel inwardly.
Feeling like he was caught in something, he asked gruffly.
“What is it?”
“I was curious how much the Ability Management Bureau knows about my followers.”
How much do they know.
Armandy grumbled inwardly.
‘If he knows I even went to the 8th Prince follower meeting, he’ll flip.’
The fact that he went to the follower meeting was an absolute secret from Radel.
Because there was no humiliation like that humiliation.
“Do you mean inside the Academy, or outside?”
“Both.”
Isn’t this asking to be told everything openly.
Armandy clicked his tongue at Radel’s shamelessness but eventually opened his mouth.
“We roughly know what happened at the House of the Undead a while ago. However, not all of them would have decided to become the Prince’s followers.”
“Right.”
As expected, they grasped up to there.
He felt anew that the Ability Management Bureau’s information power was tremendous.
Radel nodded inwardly, then asked.
“But why do you speak as if there are followers inside the Academy since before? Isn’t Edward my only follower?”
Armandy bit his lip.
Since Edward said let’s not tell the Prince yet, he couldn’t tell Radel.
Something about how if he finds out there is an 8th Prince follower meeting in the Academy, the already busy person will become busier.
‘Wait…… why am I keeping loyalty among followers?’
Armandy felt confusion of identity coming.
‘Like this, I really seem like a follower of the 8th Prince!’
The cheek he slapped himself earlier still stung.
He had to come to his senses even now.
‘Right. I am a magic supremacist who follows the noble and beautiful 9th Prince.’
However, Armandy could hardly find composure.
Because he felt someone watching them with burning eyes from far away.
Truly incomprehensible, but it was the 9th Prince…….