Chapter 77: Responsibility (10)
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Just a little while ago, Oliver was patiently waiting outside the academy gate, his hood drawn up.
Even though he thought there would be no major issues with the plan, one could never be too certain.
Every incident came with its own variables.
However, he couldn't afford to monitor the situation from within the academy itself.
If he remained idle while various incidents took place inside the academy, everyone would inevitably grow suspicious of him.
Hiding near the academy's main gate, Oliver watched the events unfold inside.
Suddenly, he spotted a carriage approaching from a distance.
Yet, the state of the carriage was far from satisfactory - it was visibly damaged.
The face of the coachman was drained of color.
"Did they fail?"
He clenched his fist in frustration,
"Can't they even manage to sneak out one single student?"
His mind flitted to Carol - that overconfident butler from the Fred family.
From the start, Oliver had not taken a liking to him.
Oliver took off his hood and continued to watch the scene unfold.
When the carriage reached the main gate, the guards blocked its path.
"Who goes there!"
One of the guards pointed his spear at the coachman,
"The gate cannot be opened without permission, neither for entrance nor exit."
This threw the coachman into confusion.
Carol, who should have been in the carriage, was not there.
The coachman had been driving forward simply out of the desire to survive.
"I, I, umm"
He stuttered, unable to explain himself.
"Identify yourself! Who are you!"
The guard shouted at him.
Just then, there was a sound of someone knocking on the iron gate from outside.
The guards, startled by the noise, turned towards the source of the sound.
"Isnt it a bit excessive to threaten like that? You might scare someone into silence."
Came a familiar voice.
"Its Vice Principal Oliver!"
The guards saw a man dressed impeccably in a suit.
It was Oliver.
The sight of the Vice Principal left them taken aback.
Oliver smiled amiably and lightly knocked on the closed iron gate.
"I've left something in the Vice Principal's office. Could you open the gate for me?"
"Ah, yes! Understood!"
The guards, setting aside the issue with the carriage for the moment, began to open the gate.
As long as the academy staff logged their entry in the records, they could freely enter and exit.
As the gate creaked open, Oliver's smile vanished and he began to channel his mana.
The spear tips of the guards melted away.
"What...?"
The guards were left dumbstruck.
The molten spear tips transformed into bullets and flew straight towards the guards heads.
"Gah!"
"Argh!"
The guards were caught off guard, without proper helmets.
They had no choice but to take the direct hit.
Rendered unconscious by the impact, they crumpled to the ground.
The coachman gaped at the scene, shocked.
Oliver turned his icy gaze towards him.
"Where is Carol?"
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Raei Translations
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Oliver trudged his way into the academy.
As he moved deeper inside, voices started to reach his ears.
The noise originated from Rudy Astria and a few others who were chattering away.
Sighing heavily, Oliver cast a stern gaze in their direction.
"Haa."
He had just finished searching the carriage, but there was nothing left inside.
Neither Luna, nor Levian's spellbook, not even the letter he had written was there.
A letter with his seal, meant for the Fred family.
If others were to discover this letter, the whole truth behind this incident would be exposed.
Yet, it was already in the hands of those students ahead.
He had no other choice.
He would knock those kids down.
And seize the letter from them.
Even so, the fact that he instigated this matter couldn't be hidden.
Once he had set foot inside, he had braced himself for at least that much.
But, he had another goal in mind.
Oliver intended to flee with Levian's spellbook and Luna.
There was only one reason they had fallen.
"Isn't that because they are blinded by their ambitions?"
Could they have been truly satisfied once they reached their desired destination?
Would they have stopped there?
"Have you not considered the possibility of another sky above the one you see?"
I said to Oliver.
"Let's stop this now."
I suggested, glancing briefly at Astina and Rie.
"Hahaha. You're telling me to stop here?"
Oliver burst out laughing, like a man unhinged.
"How about suggesting I end my life since it's all over anyway? Or perhaps, assassinate the Emperor? Is that what you're hinting at when you mention a sky beyond the one we see?"
With these words, mana began to gather in Oliver's hand.
Sparks crackled and hissed on the massive sword that Astina had deflected, melting it down.
The molten metal began to gather towards Oliver.
Oliver quietly opened his mouth.
"Seems like we've sidetracked a bit."
As soon as Oliver uttered these words, Rie and Astina stretched out their hands.
"Gravity!!!"
"Fire Sphere!!!"
Both of them cast their magic simultaneously.
We never had the illusion that Oliver would change his mind.
The conversation was merely a distraction, a strategy to induce his carelessness.
Upon seeing their spells, Oliver curtly uttered,
"Barrier."
At his words, a transparent shield appeared around him.
-Zzzzzzt!!!!
"Uh!"
Their magic collided with the transparent barrier Oliver had created, producing an eerie, spine-chilling noise.
I watched the scene unfold, blocking my ears.
"What."
The barrier Oliver created.
Rie and Astina's magic was easily deflected by that single barrier.
And when the magic was mostly dissipated, Oliver released his barrier and opened his mouth.
"Well, I appreciate your efforts."
-Zzzzzp!!!!!
"Kyaa!"
"Eek!!!"
From behind me, screams erupted from Rie, Yeniel, and even Astina.
Alarmed by the noise, I turned around to see dozens of blades emerging from the ground.
With a slight movement, we could be sliced by those blades.
Within an instant, we were pinned in place.
"What."
As I turned to look at Oliver, there was no sign of the liquefied metal.
While he was defending against Rie and Astina's attack, all the molten metal had already seeped into the ground.
As I stood there dumbfounded, Oliver spoke again.
"Rudy Astria."
I looked at Oliver, and in front of me, the molten metal rose, slowly taking the shape of a sword.
Oliver smirked.
"Cut off your arm with this, and I'll spare the others."
"What?"
"To make up for the annoyance you caused, I think it's fair to take your arm."
I stared at the sword.
An absurd proposition.
Even if I cut off my arm with this sword, our lives still hang by his whims.
A one-sided loss.
However.
I found myself fixated on the sword.
And so, I bent over to reach for the sword on the ground.
-Clang!
"Why are you listening to such nonsense?"
Someone next to me kicked the sword lying on the ground.
There was no sign of him, no sound, but there he was, right beside me.
"Ah, damn it. I was about to head home and have a drink."
I looked to the side.
An unkempt man with a scruffy beard, looking like a thug.
His hair was in a mess.
He wore a suit befitting a professor, but his buttons were undone, and he wore it casually.
But still, when it came to teaching, he did so with sincerity.
"You're taking this fight with the kids too seriously, aren't you?"
It was Robert.
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