Episode 92. After finishing the morning workout
at the Tower of Modras, I headed straight for somewhere without stopping at the dormitory.
Today was the day to form groups for the midterm evaluation, especially the joint evaluation with the first year of the Faculty of Engineering.
‘Tower of Modras Alven.’
A deteriorated version created by Modras Alven, the first Alven owner, after experiencing the real ‘Tower’ in the Imperial Palace.
As the founder of spatial magic, the symbol of the Alven family, the scale of the tower he built was enormous.
‘It can’t compare to the actual tower, but even considering that, it’s a great result.’
10 teams enter the Tower of Modras.
Only 10 teams were allowed to enter, so if the team in front took several days to attack, they had to wait that much.
‘But most of them are finished within a day or two.’
Until now, no one has ever completed the Tower of Modras.
Although the level of difficulty was lower than that of the ‘Tower’ in the Imperial Palace, no one had seen the end.
The founder of the Tower of Modras placed restrictions on entry.
Organisms that have lived for more than 25 years are not even allowed to enter, so only students can use them.
‘That’s why the professors can’t even go in to check.’
Instead, there was a screen-sharing magic inside the Tower of Modras, so you could see inside. This was a device designed by Modras for educational purposes that allowed professors to evaluate students by looking at them.
Thanks to this, I was able to confirm that there were a total of 30 floors, but no one had ever climbed or broken the 30th floor.
As I slowly ran as if jogging, I saw the Tower of Modras in the distance.
There were already students gathered in front of it, but I wasn’t late, but I couldn’t help but notice that I was the last to arrive.
“Is that Adrias Cromwell?”
“It comes last. Is it the main character? haha.”
Most of the freshmen in the Faculty of Engineering showed interest and curiosity in their eyes. Well, I guess the country is also curious. It would be hard to see a person who can handle magic and a sword at the same time in a lifetime.
“It’s shameless. What are you doing here now?”
“Has he done that once or twice? You used to be that kind of guy.”
Contrary to the freshmen, my classmates didn’t seem to see me very well.
It must be because the guy who looked down on him as much lower than himself in the meantime started to excel at some point.
Of course, not everyone is like that, but about 80% are like that.
‘I did accumulate karma.’
I didn’t have a very good personality before, so there must be a little bit of my fault.
But what? If not, you just have to be stronger than me.
“Adrias Cromwell.”
As I approached my comrades, they parted as if a miracle of Moses had taken place.
It was obvious that she didn’t want to get close to me, but Diene waved her hand in the midst of those people.
“good morning. Diene.”
“uh. Did you finish what you were doing yesterday?”
“yes. I have it sorted out.”
It was Diene who attended the study together every day, as if she had found it interesting.
He must have been busy studying because of the evaluation, but he was grateful and seemed a little sorry for taking the time to come.
It seems to her that this work feels more like a gathering with friends than a study.
It must be proof that you are prone to loneliness and that you are actually lonely.
‘One of Diene’s characteristics is that she’s not good at human relations, so she’s secretly weak in affection and easily manipulated.’
As Diene continued to talk, there was one person who looked at her with uneasy eyes, and it was Diene’s best friend, Urich Kaltz.
She was standing next to Diene, giving me an ironic look.
It was as if the mother cat was wary of its natural enemies.
‘Do I want to eat Diene?’
Glancing at Urich with a slightly lost expression, he looked at Diene, who was still chattering.
“…So I thought about it yesterday and I think I should add a little more margania leaves.”
“Let’s see how the groups are organized today, and if it’s not an urgent order, let’s try that.”
“good.”
Seeing Diene nodding her head with a satisfied look on her face, I thought she was subtly cute. In fact, her appearance was close to the ideal type that Adrias had previously thought of, so this idea was not awkward.
‘By the way, he’s been staring at me a lot since before.’
I turned my gaze and this time I looked towards the Knights Faculty.
In particular, three figures that stood out were all looking at me.
‘Louis Serena Chris.’
Since I didn’t see Louis, I passed on him, and how much must the other two have grown?
I had no choice but to look forward to it, and although I had given guidance once, the two of them dealt directly with Todlon who ate a potion of black magic.
This must have been a great experience for the two of them.
‘It would be nice if we were in the same group in the evaluation, but that wouldn’t be possible.’
The criteria for group formation were divided equally in the order of grades.
Perhaps those three will split up, and Me and Diene will be teamed up with the weaker extras.
It can’t be helped, so I’ll have to watch the relay when they enter the Tower of Modras.
Fortunately, the relay screen was open not only to the professors but also to the students.
“Everyone has gathered.”
Said Kayleen Jose, the Faculty of Magic in charge of this evaluation, who appeared before she knew it.
And next to her was Orte Marigold, a professor at the Faculty of Engineering.
Both were middle-aged professors, but in particular, in the case of Orté, he had a splendid history as the former vice-captain of the White Hawk Knights of the Marquis Oswald. He was a gray-haired professor who had lost one eye, but he was a talented professor who boasted muscles inappropriate for his age.
Kaylin immediately started explaining the evaluation.
“This review….”
It was something I already knew.
And the students gathered here must have already guessed.
Gathering in front of the Tower of Modras was a good reason for guessing, but it was natural since it was an evaluation that was held almost every year like an annual event.
“From now on, I will call out the prearranged groups.”
After the explanation was finished, Ortega opened his mouth.
Everyone’s attention was focused on the words of organizing the group.
“group 1! Michael Sebastian Maxim… …Article 97! Gilbert Britney Angelo Adrias… ….”
There were 7 people in each group, 5 knights and 2 wizards.
But, of course, I was assigned to the last group.
‘Was it rather good?’
For me, who had to take care of the hidden piece anyway, the less interest the better.
Since it was the last group, there was a high probability that students who had finished the evaluation would be less interested.
The students gathered in groups and made simple statements.
I also visited my crew.
‘They’re all jerks.’
Maybe it’s because I’m a finalist, so all the tough guys were selected as the team members.
The 1st year trio and Diene were all scattered, as I expected.
All the members of the group looked at me and gave me anticipatory eyes, just like chicks. I took a look at my comrade next to me and confirmed that he was hesitant before opening my mouth.
“Adrias Cromwell. I’m in the 4th year of the Faculty of Magic.”
Before the introduction, I already knew everything, but I made a full statement.
Then, as if the comrade next to me had been waiting, he himself opened his mouth.
“I am Vincent Vega. I am a 4th year Magic Faculty student like Adrias.”
They were extras who did not even appear in the story.
Still, I knew all the names of my comrades because I had memorized them.
When we first made a full statement, the freshmen immediately began to introduce themselves.
All of them were extras without influence like Vincent, but I knew all of them by name because they were Louis’ classmates.
“I didn’t expect to be in the same group as Adrias!”
They gave me curious eyes, especially the Galaksur hanging from my waist.
“I heard from senior Adrias, did you really beat Chris with only swordsmanship?”
Britney, the only one in the group, asked.
I silently shook my head at her question.
“I don’t know where I heard this, but it’s a meaningless question.”
“You mean nothing?”
“Because I still can’t wield a proper sword.”
It’s a heartfelt story.
I was confident in defeating Chris in terms of wins and losses, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, Chris’s sword was of a higher level than mine.
My sword tended to be extremely reliant on combat talent, so it was still more of a fighting art than a swordsmanship.
But the freshmen who heard my story didn’t seem to think so.
“Are you also a finalist? I can afford it.”
“You are humble.”
“I also want to try sparring someday!”
He seems to be misunderstanding something, but he didn’t explain anything.
Even Vincent, my classmate, looked at me with admiration, which made it uncomfortable for some reason, but it was awkward to add a comment here.
After the rough conversation with the members, Professor Orté opened his mouth again.
“As Professor Kaylin just said, we will enter the Tower of Modras first, from the 1st to the 10th. Articles 11 through 20 are on standby, and the other groups may be dissolved. When it’s your turn, a message will be sent to your tablet, so take care of your business in the meantime.”
Since it was the last order, it seemed that our order would not come until at least today.
During that time, I wanted to do research or magic training, but when I thought about it, I remembered that Serena and Louis were among the first students to enter.
‘Let’s take a look.’
Most of the other students seemed to have the same idea as me, so I approached the 10 giant screens installed at the entrance of the tower rather than dismissing them.
Since the Tower of Modras was basically a copy of the ‘Tower’ in the Imperial Palace, Modras’s experiences while climbing the tower were incorporated into it.
Until now, my own database had been accumulated, and strategy books had flowed secretly among students, but it was only up to the 10th floor.
There were certainly some who climbed after that, but the number was too small and it was ambiguous to call it an attack, so it was meaningless because most of them barely escaped annihilation.
“ah!”
Exclamations flowed out, and I could see that among the groups that had just entered, there were already dropouts.
Basically, the tower of Modras was for educational purposes, so it was a way to automatically jump out of the tower when life was threatened. Those who bounced out will come out with a plaque in their hand indicating which floor they fell off.
“Oh, I guess I was too nervous.”
The student who came out after being eliminated burst into resentment and came out to check his teammates on the screen. The evaluation was basically a scoring method, and the sum of all the floors from which the seven members bounced off was the score.
“Come on! Look at that.”
“I do it all by myself. It’s also Louis.”
Lewis’ splendid performance was broadcast live on the screen.
Some were relaying it in real time, taking pictures of the screen with a tablet.
‘Where is Serena… ….’
Serena must have listened to my advice and no longer insisted on using the greatsword.
However, perhaps because of the sudden change in weaponry, he was not able to perform as brilliantly as Lewis, and he was just doing his best as a member of the group.
“It is on the second floor.”
“Wasn’t the second floor the goblins’ floor?”
Basically, the monsters and traps in the Tower of Modras were all illusions. These were all results that would have been impossible to achieve if it weren’t for Modras, the master of space magic.
“Adrias Cromwell.”
While looking at the screen, I turned my head to Diene’s voice coming from the side.
Then Diene spoke to me with eyes full of longing.
“Let’s bet.”
“A bet?”
“uh. Who will climb this tower more? how is it?”
I was surprised to bet on it, but I never thought that Diene would offer me something like this.
The attitude toward me has changed a little lately, but is it that they treat me that highly?
Diene, who revere fairness and justice, would not offer me a bet if she thought me lower than herself.
‘It must be a proposal that considers me to be on the same level as himself, right?’
Is the last tournament the trigger?
Whatever it was, I didn’t care.
I was going to see the end anyway, but I got a fighting spirit and it’s good.
“great. What would you like?”
“Give me one wish. how is it?”
“yes?”
I was a little perplexed.
No, it was very embarrassing.
Isn’t that a wish too vague and broad?
“Why are you not confident?”
“That’s not it… ….”
“Then you do it. Well, you talk so much.”
After saying that, Diene waved her hand and disappeared somewhere.
It was the moment when another reason to break the Tower of Modras appeared.
