Chapter 130

Chapter 130

It seems Wesleigh suspects I have a collaborator within the Ministry of Magic.

Given the successful execution of the magic confirmation ceremony, it was a possibility. However, it was highly improbable that Ian, freshly arrived from the frontier, had established a power base. Wouldnt they then be unable to overlook the chance he was connected to Mariv?

So, before choosing, I should inquire with His Highness Mariv. Whether he has other eyes and ears planted besides me, as Wesleigh suspects. Minnie, prepare to send a letter immediately.

Clack!

As Ian instructed with a flick of his hand, Minnie swiftly procured pen and paper from the study. Romandro, who had been listening quietly, moved to Ians side, surprised.

What are you thinking of doing then?

If His Highness confirms there is someone planted, entering that department would attract less suspicion for us both.

What? You should pretend not to know and enter separate departments!

How could we place people in another department? If we enter the same place, all eyes there will be fixed on me.

Also, just in case. To monitor and keep Ian in check, a spy from the same department may approach him. However, this was a last resort, and the priority was to confirm if Mariv was using someone other than Ian.

I dont know if His Highness will tell me properly. Anyway, it seems right that they gave me these options to test me.

In fact, he intuitively knew Mariv had no other cards, but thought it prudent to send a letter explaining going to a department other than Magic Stone Management.

So if there happens to be His Highness Marivs pawn, you will go there

If not, I will go to the Magic Operations Department.

Isnt the workload high there due to the abundance of tasks?

But its likely the only department where loyalty to their commander exceeds that to Head Wesleigh. Isnt that how all field work positions are?

No matter how many superiors there were, there couldnt be as much trust as the commander who leads through hardships while working outside. Moreover, from what he saw in passing, the departments atmosphere itself would be quite good.

The Magic Support Department isnt bad either, but thats like putting your head in the lions mouth.

Especially if they were mostly involved in the magic circles malfunction, it would be very difficult for Ian to work there. How could he do other things while spending all day with people monitoring and trapping him from all sides?

The relatively balanced Magic Operations Department is better. This is all based on the assumption His Highness Mariv doesnt have a spy, though.

Swish swish.

Ian wrote the letter in an elegant style, soon receiving a reply from Mariv that afternoon. It contained the message that there was no one in the Ministry of Magic who could assist Ian.

***

Knock knock.

Enter.

Head Wesleigh. Baron Ian Hielo has sent an application to join.

At the assistants report, Wesleigh turned his head. It was expected he would join, but she was truly curious about which department he would choose.

Which department?

He says its the Magic Operations Department.

Haha. The Magic Operations Department?

Well well, Wesleigh chewed her lips, arms crossed. It was where Nakina, who had acted suspiciously at the magic confirmation ceremony, was located, and the commander there, Hail, was a very difficult person to deal with. An old-fashioned man who stuck to principles, he often had minor conflicts with Wesleigh.

This is really a headache when it turns out like this. How annoying.

Is it true he has a connection with Nakina?

Then he wouldnt have gone to the same department.

Could there be a traitor somewhere else

It felt like it kept twisting without an answer. Since a perfectly clear result was not visible, Wesleigh suddenly recalled Gales words.

Its true that Ian fixed it.

That Ian, that rascal like frontier chaff, fixed the magic circle in a short moment. Then wouldnt everything become clear without having to engage in such a dizzying game of wits? But Wesleigh couldnt bring herself to admit it.

No way. Theres no way he can do what even I cant

This was a problem for herself, putting Gale aside. Wasnt Wesleigh the youngest head in the Empires history? That meant her magical ability was second to none, but with Ians appearance, everything could disappear into the back alleys of history.

Ian definitely, definitely has an accomplice.

Just now. Since theyre talking about it everywhere, I heard it well.

Youre saying you didnt know either.

Tomi, who had been burying his face in the food tray, asked Hail while gulping it down.

Is there a problem? A new recruit is joining.

No. There isnt.

Then just eat.

At Tomis words, Hail sniffed and picked up his spoon again.

Well, does it matter? They just needed to keep working as they were now. The three of them ignored the sharp gazes piercing the back of their heads and kept shoveling food into their mouths.

Ian! Iaaaan!

Youre noisy, Beric.

Hurry up and get ready. Why are you so slow?

Ian looked at Beric, who was hanging on the doorknob and whining, in disbelief. Today was the free training day at the Imperial Palace as well as the day of Ians welcome ceremony to the Ministry of Magic. The person who usually prepared last was now urging him like this, so it was just funny.

Are you that excited?

I heard its teeming with guys like the Cheonryeo Clan, right?

Yeah. Your nose will probably be smashed by the time you come back today.

Ian muttered while fastening his cuffs. The free training day was literally a day when the training grounds were open. People who could enter the Imperial Palace gathered together to gauge each others skills and build friendships, a kind of day to take a break.

What do I need to do when I get there?

Its not difficult. When you go, everyone will probably be chatting or training, so you just politely greet the person you want and request a match.

Normally, a swordsman who made a name for himself outside the palace would meet a sponsor and get help to even enter the palace, but Ian and Beric had already built that relationship over a long time.

You fool, consider it an honor. Do you think you get a chance to compete with the Imperial Knights often?

Sir Romandro. Ha, this is really absurd. Watch carefully. It will be an honor for the knights. Where else would they get the experience of being smashed like that?

The one getting smashed will be you. Tsk tsk. Should I call the doctor in advance?

Whether he knew of Romandros concern or not, Beric just fondled his sword, puffing out breaths and absorbed in himself. Ian, who had finished preparing, turned to him and asked.

Bring a different sword.

Why? No!

The mysterious black sword that absorbs energy and explodes. Ian lightly frowned and advised.

Almost half of them there will be swordmages, so wouldnt it be troublesome if something happens to the sword?

Are you worried the sword will break?

Your neck bones.

Ahh. If its that, its fine! Everyone will fight with their own weapons when they go, so I cant be the only one holding a practice wooden sword. Right? Isnt that right, Master?

Do as you wish.

Beric bounced around, swinging his sword excitedly, and Romandro tried to stop him, looking disgusted. The coachman outside honked, signaling that he was ready.

Lets go. Ah, and Sir Romandro.

Hmm?

Ian reached out his hand to him and smiled. Romandro, who unconsciously clasped it, just smiled back, not knowing why.

This is the last greeting. They say shaking hands with a magic user brings luck, and by the time I return from the palace, I will have already become a magician.

Ah, right! Lets do it one more time!

Of course.

Me too, shake hands with me too!

Okay. Move that sword away.

The three of them shared luck while firmly grasping each others hands. Without even gauging what would happen in the future.