Chapter 205:

Chapter 205 Is It Really Me Who Has to Do This...?

After it was confirmed that the representatives of the Magic Department would participate in the Hero Tournament, Conette stood for a moment, gazing out the window of the Dean’s office, lost in thought.

Suddenly, memories of the old Magic Department resurfaced.

The outdated facilities, the scorn and oppression they had received as if it were natural from the knights.... In fact, it was so recent that the word ‘old’ hardly seemed appropriate.

Living while accepting those circumstances as natural, why did the future days now seem different?

Knock, knock—

At that moment, someone knocked on the door of the Dean’s office.

The characteristic weak knock made Conette faintly guess that it might be Violet.

“Come in.”

The door opened silently, revealing the visitor. As expected, it was Violet, a professor from the Magic Department.

“Professor Violet, what brings you here?”

In fact, it was unusual for Violet to visit the Dean’s office first. After all, why was she nicknamed the witch? It was because she always looked fatigued and seemed to be engrossed in her own research.

“Um, Dean.”

Violet cautiously began to speak.

“Yes.”

“I heard the news that the representatives will be participating in this Hero Tournament. As their supervising professor, I want to do something for them.”

“That’s a very commendable attitude.”

“Thank you. But....”

Violet trailed off.

“I don’t know what to do for them.”

“Don’t know... In what way?”

“I made up my mind to help them academically, but it’s difficult to figure out how to help. I don’t even know what materials would be appropriate.”

Conette nodded as if he understood.

“Ah, I think I understand what you mean.”

“Simply providing next year’s materials...”

“It’s insufficient to face the Holy Knights with just that, and giving them something more extraordinary leaves me unsure of what to provide. Is that what you’re thinking?”

“Yes, Dean. Exactly.”

Conette nodded in agreement with Violet’s acknowledgment.

“That’s a perfectly understandable concern.”

“As a professor, I fundamentally want to support them academically....”

Violet’s voice trailed off.

Why does the Academy have a learning process called the ‘curriculum’? It exists because students grow by stepping up one step at a time.

But Flan could be said to be an exception among exceptions.

No one knew what he was studying or what he was thinking. All those around Flan could do was marvel at the astonishing results he occasionally produced.

“I don’t want to just stand by as they step up so admirably. Everyone has their role to play, and I want to fulfill mine too.”

Conette nodded.

From Violet, he could feel a genuine affection for the students. Not just wanting to share in the representatives’ success, but a passion to fulfill her responsibilities faithfully.

Understanding her feelings, Conette nodded again.

“It’s quite a challenging issue.”

What if Flan had been Conette’s apprentice? He would have been content to teach him one magic spell after another, confident in what he knew best and loved most.

But Flan was not someone to remain as anyone’s apprentice. He was an individual with an independence and unique strength incomparable to others.

Conette rubbed his chin.

“The more I think about it, the more it seems like a significant issue. What can the Academy do for the students? This is truly an important matter.”

“That’s why I’ve been contemplating it too.”

“But Violet, I believe you came to the Dean’s office because you had some ideas of your own.”

Conette and Violet’s eyes met in midair. The Dean’s strange gaze, which seemed to already know everything, glimmered.

“Ah...”

Finally, Violet began to take off her witch-like pointed hat. Placing it in front of her, she took a polite stance and continued to speak.

“Dean, how about showing them some ancient texts? To face the Holy Knights, at least that much is necessary.”

Violet handed me a small item.

“It’s a token that grants access to the ancient library. I hope it helps... Ah, one more thing.”

She cautiously added.

“If you find any useful content in the ancient library, could you let me know? I want to use it for other students’ studies as well.”

“If I have the time.”

“Thank you.”

We exchanged brief farewells. After Violet left, I immediately made my way to the ancient library.

“Well, this is it.”

Upon arrival, the expected scenery greeted me. It was spacious and clean, but the distinctive smell of old paper lingered in the air.

I wandered through the maze-like ancient library for a while. I examined various books on the shelves, and as expected, there were a variety of contents.

Some were interesting, some felt insightful, and others seemed outdated. It was truly diverse, but...

“Hmm.”

I soon closed the book with an unpleasant expression.

It was due to none other than the annotations by vampires. As expected, their brainwashing had influenced this place as well.

So, what should I do from now on?

The answer was already decided.



Secretary No. 187. The Secretary of the Princess of the Void.

She visited the ancient library at the academy to find me. After looking around, she spoke nonchalantly.

“No matter how much you manage it with magic, you can’t get rid of the smell of old paper. Flan, I really like this smell.”

“Do you?”

“Yes, there’s a library in the Void, right? We even deliberately make it smell like this there.”

She pulled out a book with eyes that seemed immersed in sentiment.

“Is this how a mother feels when she gives birth? Every time I look at a book, I feel delighted. I even remember when each one was distributed.”

“Indeed, your touch has extended to these ancient texts as well.”

“Yes. Flan, do you still not understand my position?”

The Secretary shrugged and looked at me intently.

“Flan, so why did you call me? Have you already made progress in your research on Ancient Runes?”

“Not at all.”

“Not at all? What does that mean, no?”

The Secretary tilted her head.

“That’s an incomprehensible answer. So, did you call me without any particular reason?”

“There is a reason.”

“What is it?”

“I’m going to turn this entire ancient library into a learning space.”

“Then do it. Why?”

I silently looked at her.

To ensure that the representatives can fully immerse themselves in their studies, all the subtly altered contents must be removed.

That’s not all. For the Academy students to use this as educational material, as Violet wanted, even more meticulous revisions must be made.

“Secretary.”

“Why?”

“We will revise the entire contents of these ancient texts.”

“That’s doable too. Why?”

The Secretary answered nonchalantly and looked at the shelves, then quickly turned her head back to me.

“Don’t tell me... you want me to do it?”

When I silently nodded,

“...!”

a look of dismay began to spread across her face.