Chapter 301

Chapter 301

"Isn't it the same for you, feeling troubled over something you're hiding?"

Simon felt a prick in his heart, but he was no longer an amateur actor. He gave a nonchalant reply.

"You know it already, Kajann. The reason I'm being hunted by Magnus."

"I do have an idea."

Said Kajann, leaning back in the bath.

"He must be after the Ancient Undead you have in your possession."

According to Kajann, it wasn’t Magnus’s clone that appeared first.

Apparently, an Ancient Undead called 'Alahze' snuck into room 409 as a slime and hid there. It seemed to have been waiting to make its move, presumably after finding definitive proof that Simon was a Commander.

However, Kajann entered the room and discovered it, and after a fierce fight, he managed to destroy Alahze once.

"As expected!"

Simon clapped his hands.

"So you didn't get knocked out instantly, Kajann!"

“...Yeah. But I was defeated afterward, and then Alahze turned into Magnus. You came in a few minutes later."

"I get it."

Splash.

Leaning back like he was lying down in bed, Kajann supported the back of his head with his arms.

"Other than the thing with Magnus..."

“Yes?"

"Anything else on your mind?"

Kajann had a keen sense for that sort of thing, after all.

Hearing that, Simon was reminded of his suspicions regarding Walter.

However, he was still uncertain.

Walter was collecting hearts.

His real name was 'Judas'...

...and it seemed like Simon had heard that name somewhere before.

He felt like he heard the name when he crossed over to the Holy Federation, so he had Rete look into it.

It was just that. A suspicion.

The only definitive information he had about Walter was him collecting hearts.

Above all else, he hadn’t even told Nefthis that he'd gone over to the Holy Federation.

After all, it was an extremely sensitive matter that could be seen as treason.

Thus, there's only one thing he could tell Kajann.

"Professor Walter is collecting hearts."

Stated Simon, carefully choosing each word.

"An awful amount."

"I see."

Kajann nodded.

"Is that all?"

“...Yes."

Even if he was the one that said it, he felt embarrassed. Simon looked down very intently at the ground, unable to meet Kajaan's eyes.

“The research of necromancers is often eccentric, unethical, and dangerous. Even the professors in Kizen sometimes dabble in research that’s forbidden, but it’s also true they turn a blind eye to those things, to a certain degree, for the sake of advancing dark magic as a whole.”

Having said so, Kajann closed his eyes.

"In conclusion, I understand you find Professor Walter suspicious. Although it's not at the level to make a report to Nefthis, I'll keep an eye on him and let you know if I find anything suspicious."

"Ah, yes! That would be very helpful."

This was the first time he'd ever told someone about this. That alone made Simon feel much better.

"!"

Splash.

Just then, Kajann looked away, his gaze shifted over toward the wall as his brows furrowed.

"What's wrong, Kajann?"

"Shh."

Simon shut his mouth instantly and focussed on his hearing. He could hear footsteps and muffled voices from outside.

"Isn't that simple?"

It was the girls' voices.

"If there's no hot water in the first-year dorm, you can just go to the second-year's dorm!"

"Hohoho! True that, true that!"

"Nobody should be using this place right now, anyway."

Simon's face turned pale.

'C-Crap.'

They were in a perfect situation that would lead to a misunderstanding, and on top of that, they were naked.

Simon quickly ran toward the entrance.

"Kajann! I'll scream to alert the girls, so...!"

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Before Simon knew it, Kajann was out of the bathtub and had forced open the window.

"And how long will it take to explain this?”

'Ugh, it's cold.'

It was already night. Simon's teeth chattered due to the night wind.

"Let's go back to the dorm first."

Said Kajann, and Simon agreed.

"Yeah."

After returning Elizabeth to the subspace, Simon threw some clothes on himself. Then, Simon and Kajann quickly ran toward the dormitory.

"Haha!"

As they ran, Simon couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation.

"Hm, is it funny?"

"No, it's just that this chaos makes me really feel like I'm finally back in Kizen!"

Tomorrow, it was back to classes.

Simon went from a walk to a jog to a sprint, reveling in the anticipation.

* * *

The next day.

The Kizen students were walking to school in their uniforms after a long time, with many new stories to tell.

"So you guys were alive!"

"Anyone encountered a priest?"

"Where were you guys dispatched to?"

Discussions filled the air. Simon and Rick were also up early, walking across campus.

"An assembly in the great hall on the first day after we return, huh...?"

Rick was checking the schedule while munching on his toast.

Simon asked,

"But why an assembly? Are they planning to give us information about the fourth BDMAT?"

"Nah, there's no way! Students are supposed to be the ones to figure out information in regards to the BDMAT. Judging from how they assembled us..."

Rick continued, arms crossed,

"...I think they're going to talk about some changes in the rules."

"Changes?"

"Hehe! Actually, I picked this up from a pretty reliable servant. I heard there are a lot of complaints from professors about the BDMAT. I think there might be some sort of schedule change or something."

"That's quite interesting."

The two of them were startled, stopping in their tracks. Other students were reeling back in surprise as well.

"Could you please continue?"

Before they knew it, Bahil was standing in front of them.

"Professor Bahil!"

It was an unexpected appearance of Professor Bahil. Simon greeted him with a smile, and Rick had a sly grin.

"Look at you joining just now. This feels suspiciously timed! Weren't you waiting for us here? To see me, the future ace of curses?"

Bahil stared at Rick's sly tongue moving and thought,

'I wish I could put a curse on that yapping snout of yours.'

If he weren't Simon's friend, he’d have been a corpse floating off the coast of Kizen long ago.

Bahil turned his head and looked at Simon.

"I heard you did a splendid job in your dispatch assessment. You worked with Vengeance in the neutral area, am I right?"

Simon scratched the side of his head, feeling embarrassed.

"Yes. But I wouldn't exactly call it a splendid job. We messed up in the middle."

"Hey now~ Being too modest isn't great, either! We just had a blast in the neutral area! We fought against some kids from Efnel, weakened the Federation's grip on the neutral area, and also wiped out the local gangs!!"

Bahil was smiling, but the corners of his mouth were twitching.

'Shut the fuck up. I want to talk with Simon about curses.'

"Mr. Simon, perhaps—”

"Oh, now who is this? Hahaha!"

Suddenly, another voice interrupted.

As Bahil looked back and glared with anger, a figure pushed its way through the crowd.

"Professor Belya!"

Simon's face lit up once more.

"Oh, you bastards! How was it? Didn't you miss your big sis?"

The veins in Bahil's temples popped up slightly at the sight of Belya, who couldn't take any sort of hint.

"Professor Belya! I fought using something you taught! The Venom Swamp!"

"Well done! Naturally, dark magic improves when you have the courage to use it in practice!"

Bahil's face grew grimmer and grimmer as he watched Rick and Belya laugh with their mouths perpetually open.

'Should I get rid of them right here, right now?'

Bahil placed his hand behind his back. A jet-black magic circle was conjured, and a curse began to form.

“...The two of you."

Just then.

"What are you doing here with the students?"

They didn't even sense her in the slightest. Belya and Bahil both stopped and turned around.

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