< 59. Interim Evaluation (1) >
#59
“Why are you here?
“Are you here? Ronan.”
It was still an unfortunate wait for the top. The long back hair that looked like it had not been maintained was noticeable. Schlieffen looked at Ronan with sharper eyes and opened her mouth.
“Let’s talk.”
“conversation?”
“okay. “Wait.”
Suddenly Schlieffen took out a scroll the size of a finger from the front pocket of his school uniform. Shuuuk! As the scroll unfolded a translucent cube surrounded the two people.
It was a silent spell that blocked internal noise from escaping. Ronan laughed.
“You’re so meticulous.”
“It’s good for you to get into the habit of being careful. “Because rats are literally everywhere.”
Schlieffen took out three more of the same scrolls and held them out to Ronan. The price must have been considerable but it was a expenditure worthy of someone from a rich family. Ronan took the scroll and smiled.
“Use it well. By the way I guess you’ve had some trouble with something new you haven’t seen before? “Her face was cut in half.”
“I can’t deny it. “There was a large-scale purge until today.”
His haggard appearance looked like someone who had stayed up all night for several days. Fatigue dripped from his hoarse voice. Schlieffen explained what had happened in the Grancia estate over the past month.
“There were nineteen traitors and I dealt with five of them with my own hands. “The rest were imprisoned in the family’s dungeons or sent to Lodolan.”
“It’s less than I thought. “What about the Duke?”
“You are safe. He already told me to thank you. “He also added that he would compensate me soon.”
“Thank goodness. “When I heard that it was 4 years I thought I was really screwed.”
Ronan breathed a sigh of relief. Although it cannot be guaranteed the possibility of the duke being murdered was probably lower than in the original history. Schlieffen continued.
“There is just a problem.”
“What problem?”
“It seems that the search method using prohibition is no longer working. From the fifteenth day on there was no one who could not repeat the verses you taught me. “Among more than half of the people.”
Ronan frowned. He wrote to Schlieffen ‘The arrival of the stars is the day of the arrival of starlight.’ I was told a method of searching using the phrase.
“You couldn’t just catch them all right?”
“That is not to say that twelve people were arrested using that method in the previous fifteen days. “I think it’s highly unlikely that about half of the people are traitors.”
“Have you tried ordering the Ahayute bastard too?”
“okay. Nothing really changed. “It’s a guess but it seems like the ban has been lifted or the contents have been modified.”
“…I’m saying this because I don’t know much but is it something that can be changed remotely like flipping the palm of your hand?”
“Common sense says it is impossible. But when I thought about it carefully I realized that it was not impossible. “Because four more traitors emerged from among the guard knights alone…”
Schlieffen twisted his lips. Distrust and anger were flickering beyond the dark blue eyes. I felt like I could vaguely guess what he experienced in Grancia.
“Shit.”
Ronan took out his cigarette. If what Schlieffen said is true work usually didn’t become a hassle.
‘Is the church also making moves? This is a pain in the ass….’
It was as if the special detection method had disappeared except for detecting the unique ‘sparkling’ mana. After gathering his thoughts for a moment Ronan exhaled smoke. There was no answer right away anyway.
“Heh… I guess I’ll have to find another way. So what about the other half? “Isn’t it safe to cut everyone but the minimum number of people?”
“There is no reduction in personnel. “Everyone is working normally except for those who have been purged.”
“Huh? why?”
“Even if there were gang members among those sent out they would cause chaos outside of Grancia. “The shadow cast on Grancia is handled by Grancia.”
Schlieffen said calmly. One corner of Ronan’s mouth rose. He was after all a good kid even if he wasn’t very lucky.
“The kid is kind of cool.”
“It’s natural. Anyway this is the end of my business. “I am grateful for the help I gave to Grancia.”
Soon his cube disappeared. Schlieffen who was about to take a step swept the table with his index finger. He frowned when he saw the thick layer of dust on his fingers.
“Anyway are you staying in a place like this? Even the pig pen would be cleaner than this.”
“I can’t praise you enough. “If they mess up get a mop and a dishcloth and clean it up man.”
“There is no reason for that. Let’s just go. “I look forward to it in five days.”
“What do you expect?”
“Isn’t it too much interest in academics? “Intermediate evaluation.”
“aha.”
I’ve been busy lately so I forgot about it. Ronan soon realized that Phileon Academy was entering a mid-term evaluation period. Schlieffen was talking about the intermediate evaluation of Nabirose’s subject ‘Practical Advanced Swordsmanship’.
“You probably don’t intend to only win against other weak players. “I don’t think you are such a coward.”
“A kid who doesn’t even have proper fur is so rude. “It would be more productive to wait while wiping my neck or something like that rather than doing something stupid like training.”
Of course Ronan didn’t know what the test was. At best I could only infer that it was some kind of sparring. Schlieffen who could not have known that nodded his head in satisfaction.
For a moment life returned to the eyes that had been shining with anger and disbelief. Perverted bastard. Well I guess I’m the only one among his classmates who can put all his effort into it.
“Then I look forward to it. Ronan.”
“Hey wait a minute.”
Ronan stopped Schlieffen who was about to leave. He almost forgot the most important part.
“what?”
“You should join our club.”
Ronan said seriously. He originally planned to recruit them a little slowly but it seemed like he would have to accelerate his plan.
Considering the long history of Nebula Clazier the extent of its spread and the way to eliminate risk factors it was the right decision to bring in a talent like Schlieffen as quickly as possible. There was a moment of silence and then the expected reaction returned.
“I don’t have time to waste on such trivial things.”
Schlieffen turned his back as if it was not worth hearing any more. He was just about to open the door and leave. Ronan cleared his throat and spoke clearly.
“I think my sister will be moving to the islands soon.”
Squeak. The door closed again. Schlieffen who activated Silent Scroll again stood facing Ronan. His expression was solemn like a person going to slay a dragon.
“Tell me. “In detail.”
“no. “Why do I have to tell that to someone who isn’t even a member of the club?”
“If I could control the frequency of my participation I would consider joining.”
“okay. Shall I give you the application form now?”
“I will take care of it later. By the way it’s a little late to move but it’s a great decision. Because it is dangerous to stay in such a rural area forever during these unfortunate times. There are many factors to consider when choosing a Ronan residence. In the case of Iril safety is the most important thing no matter what anyone says. There’s a map right here. “Now look.”
Schlieffen began his speech by pointing to a bird’s-eye view of the system posted on a cork board. In addition to suggesting potential housing sites he proposed three ‘operations’ to get Iril and her household safely from Nimberton.
“This time we have to hire a mercenary group. If you move with property you may become a target for thieves. A wolf in the wilderness is a decent mercenary group. “We are made up of experienced warriors who hunt wyverns without difficulty.”
“Grancia is in real trouble too.”
Ronan shook her head. Schlieffen didn’t care at all and continued his explanation which was almost like a pestilence.
****
Time passed quickly. The day after meeting with Schlieffen Ronan wrote a separate report and submitted it to Headmaster Kratir.
Unlike what I had shown to Varen most of what I experienced in Baidian was written there. Even the battle with Brigia and the story about Sarante. Kratir chuckled after receiving the report.
“Hehe you did it cool from the first activity. “I understand that Varen has become grumpy.”
“Oh that crazy bitch suddenly showed up and things went awry. Next time it won’t be to this extent.”
“I hope so. I don’t want to be impeached for the second time in Phileon history. “Anyway I’m glad no one was hurt.”
“So are you allowing me to continue my activities in the future?”
“What can I do about something I already promised before?”
Ronan was the one who gave her a sigh of relief. Fortunately she didn’t end up becoming a widow from her first activity. Suddenly Kratir spoke with a straight face.
“But please be careful about that organization. As you can see from the case of Grancia it is not serious. It is a matter that the emperor is also taking seriously.”
Ronan also nodded his head heavily. After leaving the principal’s office he gradually made plans to go to the Dawn Magic Tower. Because the distance was long I planned to leave as soon as the midterm evaluation was over.
‘For my sake too I have to hurry up to Haeju. ‘I guess I’ll have to make a schedule.’
The next day Marja gathered her members at the club building. It was to distribute the money earned by selling Baidian’s by-products. bang! Marya placed a luxurious wooden box on the table.
“Now take it.”
“Hey…! “How much is this?”
The inside of the box with the pattern on the top of the caravel was filled with shiny gold coins. Everyone’s eyes widened at the amount which was much larger than expected. Braum burst into laughter for the first time in a while.
“Whahahaha! It’s more amazing than I imagined. Can the four of you share this?”
“What are you talking about? It’s up to the individual. Now this is for you and the cutie.”
bang! bang! Two identical boxes came onto the table. The smile disappeared from Braum’s face. Ronan who was fiddling with his share of gold coins slowly nodded his head.
‘If I pay a little more I can buy the house that the psychopath recommended.’
I was planning to ask Schlieffen to add the money I was short of. The houses he recommended were very good but the prices for all of them were uninteresting. The group trembled with their hands and took away money they never thought they would hold in their lifetime. Ronan muttered as he looked at the (old) Sarante on the bar table.
“I’m indebted to you again.”
Mana was gently seeping out of the white rock. Ronan started his day every morning by wiping the rock with a rag.
As he took care of the backlog of work the mid-term evaluation period was quickly approaching. Braum and Marja asked for understanding and temporarily suspended club activities. Ronan and Aselman who were not particularly worried about the exam talked about various things in the club building.
“Asher. How about the test today? “Did you see it well?”
“Uh okay…okay.”
“But what’s wrong with the expression on the guy’s face? “Where did you get hit?”
“Oh no… since yesterday a girl keeps talking to me…”
“What kind of stupid girl follows a dwarf like you? “This is a girl with unique tastes.”
“Erzebet….”
“what?”
Ronan frowned. Erzhebet approached her she said after Asher beat her in her three written subject exams and placed her first. Ronan who roughly figured out the situation chuckled.
“Well even you girl has a great sense of competition. “What can I say to you?”
“Now you keep asking me how I study. Who did you learn it from? “I just did what I was told to do in class…”
“You unlucky bastard.”
“Uuuh… honestly I’m scared to death. “I don’t even know why someone who is of a different class from me would do something like that…”
“Hey what am I emphasizing so much? I told you not to be a slob right? Do you think you will feel more confident if you get hit a little bit?”
“Hey!”
Ronan lifted one of her hands. Asher covered her head and crouched down with her body. Suddenly an idea like a flash of light passed through her mind.
‘Wait a minute…if I’m good at this…’
Ronan remembered Erzébet’s thoughts about her flock. It occurred to her that perhaps she could join Schlieffen in recruiting her as well.
“Good job Asher.”
“evil!”
Perfect! Ronan punched Asher on the forehead and then stood up from her seat. she asked with Asher cupping her forehead.
“Uh where are you going?”
“To take the test. “It will take a long time so go first.”
Ronan left the building brandishing his La Mancha. Today’s meeting place was Phileon Plaza not the first arena.
As expected in the middle of the plaza students taking advanced swordsmanship classes were lined up in five rows. The atmosphere was completely different from usual as each person was wearing different protective gear instead of their usual school uniform.
‘What the fuck. ‘Am I the only one in school uniform?’
Even Schlieffen was wearing a top with the seal of the House of Grancia engraved on it. At that time Adeshan who noticed Ronan’s appearance smiled and waved his hand.
“Oh here it is Ronan. “Stand next to me.”
“What are you taking this test too?”
“of course! “I’m definitely a student right?”
As Adeshan said his attire was also different from usual. She was wearing light armor and there was a really nice looking long sword hanging from her waist. Ronan shrugged his eyebrows.
“The knife is nice.”
“Thank you hehe. “I worked hard to save it.”
“But why did you come here instead of gathering at the arena? “Are we going to start a fight?”
“uh? Didn’t you know? So…you’re here!”
Suddenly Ade Shan grabbed Ronan’s shoulder and turned him in front of her. Nabirose was walking with a dignified gait. Ronan narrowed his eyes as he saw Kratyr following her.
“Huh? “Why did that person come here?”
“I really didn’t know. So the school uniform…what should I do? “Hurry up and wear mine…!”
She fidgeted and untied the straps that held her greaves in place. Ronan who managed to stop her was about to say something to her. Nabirose’s voice rang out.
“Everyone is gathered. As we all know any means is allowed as long as it does not kill or seriously injure the other person. “You must not leave the testing room and the test continues until the last person remains.”
“yes!!”
“I will go and explain the details. “Everyone get ready.”
The students shouted again. Each and every one of them had a voice full of solemnity. Only Ronan who didn’t know her name frowned and looked around her.
“What the fuck are you trying to make me do?”
At best I was assuming it was a nomination-based sparring but it seems that wasn’t the case. At that time Kratyr who was standing next to Butterfly Rose and laughing spread her arms.
“Can I move Ms. Nabirose?”
“yes. “Please.”
“Hehe then I’ll be looking forward to it this time too.”
match! Kratir clapped his hands. Suddenly Ronan’s eyes darkened.
