Academy Slave Instructor

144 – Intruders

Invaders

“I’ll bring the old book soon, so just wait here.”

The abbot smiles kindly and guides her Selma to her private reading room.

Although it is called a private reading room, it is a place prepared with a temporary partition in the corner of the library because there is no need for such a place in the church.

From noble mtl dot com

Selma expresses her gratitude to her for her consideration to check the old books comfortably.

“Thank you for caring so much. I don’t know what to do with the director’s consideration.”

“No, everything is just following Castlelocea’s will. Ah, the old book has arrived.”

Unlike the books in the library, all the rare old books are from the archives.

A large chest of drawers was placed on the cart the priest was pulling.

Carefully stopping the cart, the priest opens the chest of drawers, and inside is full of old books.

“As expected, the number of records in the Silent Age is staggering.”

“Yes, because it was a time when religion was suppressed. The wise men of old had their mouths sealed, so they decided to leave injustice in writing.”

“It would have been dangerous to leave a message, but without the sacrifices of the wise men, we would not have gained wisdom and history. Our heads bow naturally.”

When Selma praises the records left by the priests of the Ketel Church risking their lives, the abbot nods her head proudly.

“There is so much to check, so I’m here to help. If you have any questions or doubts, please ask me.”

“Until the director has to do that…”

“No. Unfortunately, the number of people who are interested in history is on the decline. If it weren’t for Selma, the records of the Silent Age would still be eating dust. If you don’t help someone with a will, you can’t be called a priest.”

It seems that the praise was too much.

Selma, who didn’t expect the abbot to stay and help her, was momentarily taken aback, but nodded in agreement.

“Then let’s get the luxury of being helped by the director.”

“A luxury? hahahahaha, I’m not that great of a person. And I’m glad I have time to peruse old books after a long time.”

With imperceptible joy, the abbot takes out an old book and sits down on a chair.

When the abbot made eye contact and smiled innocently, Selma turned her eyes to the old book with a slightly firm smile.

Unexpected situation, but it will be fine. The abbot will be very busy today.

While Selma is thinking about it, he forgets that it is a library and the priests come rushing over.

“Abbot! Castlelocea has descended!”

“Huh?”

The abbot’s expression turns stupid at the unexpected words.

“No. The saintess! The saintess is here!”

“Thousands of church members have come!”

“It’s a miracle! God bless you! You must pray!”

The words of the priests are different.

To think they were crazy, all the priests’ eyes were pious as if they had witnessed a miracle from God, and the abbot said in bewilderment.

“Everyone, speak calmly. Aren’t you embarrassed in front of church members? Recognize that you are believers who keep order and quiet.”

“Ah… I’m sorry, Chief… But the sanctuary is full of sanctity right now…”

“Is it a chapel again… What day is it today…”

Looking at the discouraged abbot, Selma laughs inwardly.

However, I look at him with soft eyes that are different from my heart.

“Looks like you’ve had an eventful day. You seem to need the director, but I don’t mind.”

“Sorry for continuing to be rude. I’ll be back for a while.”

The abbot bows his head and apologizes, then leaves the library following the priests who are talking nonsense.

* * *

Aria’s course, which started with dozens, has now turned into hundreds and headed towards the Ketel Bridge.

Her slow gait stopped at the entrance to the Ketel monastery, and the paladins guarding the entrance looked at Arya’s face in a daze, not even thinking about being wary of the crowd.

“I have come to pray to Castlelocea.”

Seeing Aria lowering her head slightly as she lowered her long eyelashes, the paladin involuntarily nodded her head.

As she goes inside, leaving her thanks to her paladin, the crowd follows her.

Originally, it should be stopped first, but everyone looked orderly and pious, so the paladin couldn’t figure out what to do.

Seeing the aria going towards her chapel, step by step, with her still-sluggish gait, her priest falls to her knees.

“Lord Castlelocea… You have descended…”

“I am not a god. I am his servant.”

“Stand up, saintess!”

Aria walks in front of the priest who is greatly mistaken.

As an orderly crowd of fanatics enter the chapel as if an army were entering, the surprised priests panic.

Arya, who has passed her row of chairs and reached her farthest end, kneels in front of the stone statue of Castle Lochea.

– Chuck

Following her slowly kneeling aria, the fanatics behind her kneel in unison.

With the exception of the academy fanatics, they were all extras I met on the street, and it was a perfect move, as if it had been ceremonially trained.

“Greetings to Castlelocea, who presides over order and tranquility.”

“Greetings to Castlelocea, the ruler of order and tranquility!!”

Following Aria’s words, the fanatics shout loudly.

It is a chapel where the sound is good, so the voices of the fanatics echo loudly and spread throughout the monastery.

“Please take care of the injustice and give the right order.”

“Please take care of the injustice and give the right order!!”

He has the spirit of a leading soldier before going to war.

It was completely different from her normal prayer, but the priests and paladins who came to the chapel saw Aria kneeling in front of her, feeling some unknown reverence.

Aria’s body, bathed in sunlight from her long window, glows and looks divine.

Her figure is so holy that among her priests, there are those who kneel down on her knees and follow the words of the aria like fanatics and shout out one after another.

It was the exact opposite of the priest who usually prays calmly and quietly.

She couldn’t help but look grotesque in the eyes of the abbot, who arrived late and checked the scene.

* * *

“Huaam~ Is there something going on up there?”

“Don’t relax. Kalderk.”

Kettel’s paladin Deloun frowns at Calderk’s work attitude.

“But it’s so boring. What the heck is a big human trying to fight Ketelism?”

“I was so careless and the relic was stolen.”

“That’s because we trusted the church members and exhibited it in a chapel with poor security. A greedy blind man accidentally did it. Who’s going to come when we’re guarding it like this? If we come now, we’re going to put a complete fight on the Ketel Bridge.”

Kalderk’s attitude does not change despite Deloun’s point.

Especially today, I could have had a sparring with the academy’s genius Diana Deshbella, but I think I’m more disturbed because I’m on a guard duty.

Deloun also wanted to try sparring with Diana, so he understood Calderk’s heart, but he had to distinguish between public and private life.

“We are ordered to guard the archives, and we must do our best.”

“Yes, yes. That’s why we’re guarding it. But honestly, there’s a lot of miracles that detect mana inside the monastery, so you can relax a little. If there are intruders, they’ll find them before we do.”

That’s right.

Currently, the monastery has been detecting mana throughout the day.

All creatures have mana. The same goes for paladins and priests, as well as ordinary villagers.

Everyone who enters other places except the chapel is detected, and the alert goes off immediately when unauthorized people enter.

“It’s not something I’d say as a paladin, but don’t believe in miracles too much. Even if it’s a miracle that borrows the power of a god, the person who does it in the end is a human. I don’t know where the hole is.”

“Yes, yes. I will engrave the sincere senior’s words deep in my heart.”

Kalderk grumbled and fixed his eyes on the hallway where no one came.

* * *

“The greatest show on earth that transcends human limits!!!! I say hello to you guys!!!”

Standing in the square, Sesset raises his hands high in the sky and shouts loudly.

Among the magic scholars gathered for research, some people frowned at her when they saw Sesset shouting like an event, but more than that, they saw a girl standing in the middle of the magic circle, looking forward to the research she will do from now on.

A petite body with cute light green hair.

However, it is said that the magic power in that girl’s body has transcended human limits.

Anyone who studies magic was interested in this mysterious phenomenon, and luckily the academy informed them that they would demonstrate magic.

“The shield is strong, so don’t be afraid and come closer! Even if the magical explosion happens, you won’t get hurt. You can’t see this anywhere else, so come on! Come and see it! It’s a sight you can’t even pay for!”

Whether it’s in front of the monastery or in the town square, people stop in their tracks and approach the neighborhood thanks to the huge solicitation of three sets.

Mia’s complexion turned white at her words of her magic explosion, but remembering Lai’s words that it was necessary to save Zeroa, she took a deep breath and took her heart.

Underneath her feet is a magic circle that amplifies her mana.

She was originally a magical power that was difficult to control, but when amplification was added from there, she became a lost child who was worried about whether she could pull it off herself.

“Then let’s begin. If you have any questions, please ask them after the demonstration.”

After Philia spoke calmly as she strolled among her sorcerers, she looked at Mia and nodded her head.

“Whoa…”

Mia, who caught her breath with her tense face, closed her eyes and focused her mind.

– Boo Woo Woo Woo

Mia’s academy coat flutters in the wind with her ominous vibrating sound.

A transparent, pale rust-colored gale soars into the sky from beneath her feet.

– Koo woo woo woo

“Khaaa!”

Her vibrate starts to dull, and mana suddenly spurts out of Mia’s body.

“Ohhh! This is the first time that pure mana has been materialized like this!!”

“What about the meter? What happened to the meter reading?!”

Seeing Mia wrapped in her huge sphere of mana, the magicians observe in amazement.

“Hee hee- Paladins must have been surprised.”

“You look good.”

Seeing Sesset grinning, Philia asks, and she says in a voice full of happiness.

“Of course, you can crush those who use irrational miracles with magic. What can be more enjoyable as a pure wizard?”

It was three sets of pure wizards with evil smiles.

“What is this! This magic reaction?!”

Deloun looked in the direction where he felt the magic, startled by the magic reaction that made his skin tingle without even needing to detect it.

“Wow… Looks like there are only real monsters in the academy. Today’s magic test? They said they were doing something like that, but I didn’t expect it to be to this extent.”

“A mana test?”

Deloun frowned at Kalderk’s words.

“Didn’t you know? The pure wizards were talking a lot. They said they were school students with dragon magic. I’ve never seen a dragon, so I’m not sure, but it’s magic that makes me doubt if I’m a real human.”

Deloun gets angry at his carefree words.

“You idiot! What’s the problem now? The magic reaction is so strong that the detector installed in the monastery won’t work properly!”

“Uh… Really?”

“Go out right now and stop the magic test.”

“But… Outside the monastery, and with permission from the mayor…”

All detectors are catching the huge magic response from outside, so even if someone invades, they can’t detect it.

Deloun kicked the hesitant Kalderk’s shin and said with a frown.

“There is also a case of theft, so if you insist, you can stop it. Then, bring more paladins on top to guard the door except for off-duty and essential personnel.”

“Should I go that far?”

“Go.”

At Deloun’s firm words, Kalerk could no longer speak and had to move.

* * *

Selma, ignoring the noise outside and putting all the old books in the drawer on the table, senses a presence and smiles.

“You have become the first undead to set foot in the monastery. It will be recorded in the history books.”

From noble mtl dot com

As Selma looks back with a mocking smile, Agnes, riding the unicorn Thora, greets her.

“It’s been a while. I’m sorry for bothering you the other day.”

“Grandma, is the person who was hurt last time still not healed?”

“The person who was attacked by you is still unresolved.”

As Rai, who was holding Asnes’ hand, giggled and said, Selma frowned and threw the book at her.

Ray, who easily caught it, handed it to Agnes and looked at the chest of drawers.

“If you push it in, it will go in somehow.”

“Hueeheh- Are you really going in?”

“Give up now. You have no choice but to be dragged along.”

“But, but…”

Elin looks like she’s about to cry and sends her eyes of salvation to others, but she eventually gives up and crawls into the chest of drawers.

“Please take good care of me until the end. Hey, remove your legs. No no, vice versa, vice versa! What if I poke you in the eye?”

“Ahhh. Ears, ears break, ears, ears.”

The chest of drawers was large, but it was too small for two people to enter, so Rai forced himself into the chest of drawers.

Selma, not wanting to see the two of them looking stupid, closes the drawer and gives the old books arranged on the table to Agnes.

“Are you feeling well?”

“Yes, Mr. Rai gave me an amulet that blocks some of the divine power, and it’s still manageable because there’s not much light here.”

That’s what she said, but Agnes’ expression hardened as if she was overdoing it.

Selma quickly puts all the ancient books on Tora’s back, as they may be destroyed if she drags out more time.

“It’s hard to meet an ugly child.”

“No. Zeroa-kun is a wonderful person.”

The ugly kid she said was Rai, but Selma, who is too lazy to correct it, nods her head and sends Agnes away.

With a shudder, Tora and Agnes, carrying the old books, disappeared, and Selma pushed the cart and left the library.