Episode 87. Dropping out

As always, the poker face that hardened like a habit showed no room for the opponent. I just shook my head without a change in expression.



“It can’t be. Isn’t black magic something only mad people learn?”

“well. Didn’t anyone even know that Professor Kyler was a black magician just from the incident that happened this time? And I have no prejudice against warlocks. You’re the same person after all, aren’t you?”

Belial’s slightly open narrow eyes entangled me like a snake’s gaze.

But I still said nothing.

“I see. Right away, I also listened to Professor Kyler’s lecture, but I never doubted it.”

“Student Adrias.”

Burial turned around.

Then he looked around at the tall trees.

After some time passed, Berial continued.

“I don’t care if you’ve mastered black magic or not. It’s not that important to me. Of course, we know that Adrias has not mastered black magic. It’s just a home assumption. I just wanted to tell you that it doesn’t matter if you have flaws equivalent to those.”

“Are you saying that you only see ability?”

“Yes. Even if you break a school rule and get expelled, or if you become a criminal committing a heinous crime, that doesn’t mean anything to me. I just want to see the original magic you will create.”

He turned his head and looked at me again, revealing an emotion that was difficult for a criminal to understand.

It was nothing but madness.

“I saw potential in your magic circle. They say that if you are an Adrias student, you can create original magic.”

“There must be someone better than me. The winner of this tournament alone is the first Magic Faculty winner in 12 years. I don’t know why you chose me over such a talented person.”

“Of course, Diene Alven is an excellent mage. She alone is enough. But you are different. You will need my help.”

I don’t know what you’re thinking.

Diane will take care of it. Will you look after me?

Are you telling me to believe that now?

But it seemed to me that I had no choice.

Besides, Berial’s tutoring was sure to help me, except for the uneasiness. No matter what anyone said, there was no doubt that Burial was a genius enough to be given the title of the youngest Warlock.

Eventually I bowed my head.

“i look forward to. Head of department.”

“Should I say that I am also an Adrias student? Such a cautious personality is not bad.”

Burial raised the corners of his mouth to a smile.

And so the bizarre private lessons began.

* * *

‘failure... ... .’

Lucia Everlast has already recorded close to 1000 experiments and chewed on her failures.

The problem is that there was no progress while filling that number.

Lucia pinched her forearm as she held back her sleep.

And I remembered.

‘I think I found a clue when I was with Adrias-senpai.’

She also had her own pride, so she tried to do it alone without saying anything.

However, because of the last conversation with Adrias, he kept coming to mind.

‘Won’t you help me if I ask?’

Adrias clearly said that he was precious.

Wouldn’t you listen as much as it’s a request from such an important person?

“... ... It’s stupid.”

Suddenly, I felt like my situation had become pitiful, so I laughed out of my strength.

It was these days when I decided not to expect anything from others anymore and visited Adrias whenever I had a chance.

‘Has it become so comfortable before I know it?’

From the time we met and talked last week?

Ever since he was saved from a user who ate a black magic potion?

Going back this way reminded me that it must have been that way from the beginning.

Ever since I was a freshman when everyone thought of me as a geek and kept my distance, I overworked myself to look good and even bought myself a meal.

‘I miss you.’

Lucia realized that she was unknowingly tidying up the lab.

And even though I realized it, I didn’t let go of my hand.

Rather, I wanted to quickly organize it and go to Adrias.

He knew that making his own cure would be next to impossible.

Adrias was certainly gifted, but he never thought that he would be able to create the cure he had been working on all his life, when time was running out. I just wanted to talk to him now. I wanted to talk a little more and make memories.

Knock.

“ah.”

Tears fell drop by drop and landed on the table like stars.

Both of them didn’t know what to say, but they just smiled.

I figured it was time to get up from my seat, so I paid my bills and left.

A cool breeze blew and cooled the body warmed by beer.

After returning to the dormitory by train, the two headed towards the dormitory where Lucia was.

Looking at Adrias seeing off from the side, Lucia said.

“senior. Even if you don’t want it every day, I don’t think it’s bad to do this sometimes.”

“That’s right. Would you like to have a late-night snack like this once a week?”

“great! lol.”

Lucia, who seemed a little drunk, looked cute with her half-moon eyes smiling.

It was really worth seeing Lucia, who was originally very cute in appearance, smiling with her face dyed red.

Adrias said, thinking of his sister.

“Lucia. If you have any difficulties, tell me anytime. Because you don’t have to worry.”

“yes.”

Arriving in front of Lucia’s dormitory, they bid farewell.

“Carefully climb the stairs.”

“yes. Don’t worry!”

Adrias waved his hand and turned around.

Lucia stood still and watched until Adrias turned around and disappeared.

It wasn’t a big deal, but something warmed my heart.

And I definitely felt it.

‘I want to live. I want to live and feel this happiness longer.’

I wanted to spend every day with Adrias.

I had to live for that.

‘I need a cure to live.’

There was research I was doing now, but I wasn’t sure.

I could have asked Adrias for help, but I was honestly skeptical.

So the surest way you can choose right now is... ... .

‘Salem Yedidiah.’

A demon chasing the truth.

One of the Empire’s greatest wanted criminals and the strongest on the continent.

In the last meeting, I had rejected it because it was a sudden priestly offer.

However, the happiness she felt today made her yearning for life even greater.

Could Salem Yedidiah be able to heal his illness?

‘If you become Salem’s disciple, your chances of surviving will increase. That way, I can stay by Adrias-senpai longer.’

If you become his disciple, you will not see Adrias for a while because you will have to leave the academy.

It was a bit disappointing, but I thought it was a sacrifice to see it longer.

“You will survive.”

Her earnest desire erased her indolent mind.

* * *

[A nameless Neutralizer (Advanced) has been created.]

Finally!

finally made it

Although this could not completely cure Lucia’s illness, it prevented her from getting worse and reduced her pain. And if you make a real cure with the time you earned, Lucia’s troubles will be solved.

[Adrias Cromwell: 76% chance of evolution for potion-making buffs]

[Do you want to evolve?]

In addition, the potion-making talent’s EXP has increased a lot thanks to this research.

If I evolve it this time, it seemed that I would be one step closer to a cure for Lucia.

‘Since there’s not much time left to evolve the dark magic talent, evolve it as soon as it’s over.’

First of all, I have to tell Lucia this good news.

I immediately sent Lucia a message using the tablet.

‘where are you?’

After sending the message like that, I came out of the lab and could see the busy streets because it was lunchtime.

“Shall we have a meal together?”

But why are you replying so late?

I checked my tablet, but there was no reply.

Then, I came across a phrase that caught my attention.

All sorts of gossip happening within the academy were also covered on the tablet, but there were unexpected contents in the place where the eye accidentally landed.

‘Special scoop! Lucia Everlast dropped out!’