Became the Golden Sun of the Academy

13 – First Ordeal (2)

It took me a moment to notice the Magic Engineering Building explosion.

A huge, blue mushroom-shaped explosion seen through the window.

The high heat, as if the sun had manifested on the ground, first melted everything around it, and when the explosion subsided, the aftermath spread throughout Trinity Academy.

The tsunami of the shapeless storm swept everything on the ground.

The place where the storm passed was a crucible of chaos.

Trees rooted in the streets are cutting through buildings, and people are falling from the sky.

I could see a building with smoke billowing out, and the professors were quickly coping with the talent that suddenly hit the academy.

“It’s really different from looking through the monitor.”

It is dizzy from the sparks flying everywhere.

The burning smell that pierces the nose was full of realism, and the desperate voice of someone asking for help could not be reproduced with the voice actor’s acting.

“Brother, it is dangerous to go outside.”

“It’s okay. There will be no more explosions after that.”

Charlotte tried to evacuate Adele, saying that if the young master were injured, I would be in trouble, but he would not listen.

There are people who need help, so we just said something out of place, saying that we, who ‘luckily’ avoided the explosion, should at least help others.

It was her action to improve her own reputation, which is full of bad reviews, but Charlotte, who did not know the intention, was just frustrated.

It’s a change for the better, but why do people change in situations like this?

The half-destroyed building looks like it’s going to collapse any moment, and the sparks flying everywhere are a dangerous situation that wouldn’t be strange if it spread to a big fire at any time.

Charlotte’s head was filled with thoughts such as, “Wouldn’t she be too conceited that she had a good result in the Dalian just yesterday? Wouldn’t it be better for her to break her will by showing a more stern attitude?”

“Charlotte.”

“Yes, boy.”

I expected to go back because this place is dangerous, but the words that came back did not live up to my expectations.

“Give me that tasteless drink.”

“Now?”

“Yes.”

After receiving the water infused with herbs that are good for restoring her magic power, Adele took a deep breath and drank it without hesitation.

From now on, I will use a bunch of mana, so it was to prevent me from collapsing from exhaustion.

Adele triggered a fairy tale.

The target is the street swept away by the storm.

The range is up to the limit of the current mana.

At the same time, the senses were expanded in a circle around Adele.

Even people who can’t escape being covered in rubble.

Even people buried in the sudden rush of dirt.

I began to feel the signs of the castaways in a place where others couldn’t see them and couldn’t even hear their calls for help.

* * *

“Saintess, don’t overdo it.”

Alessia, the escort knight of Saint Sylvia, spoke out the words she had said over and over again with a worried expression.

It wasn’t until three minutes had passed since Sylvia, who couldn’t get enough of her, threatened her to stop.

“Cough, Cough. Stop it, Alessia. Because I know my body best, right?”

Sylvia got into her wheelchair and tried to approach the student who had just been carried on a stretcher.

Alessia let out a deep sigh and pushed her wheelchair as she wished.

Alessia is the owner of her stubborn personality, but she always lost to Sylvia’s stubbornness no matter what.

“This is a student who was buried under the rubble of a building. It seems that all the bones in her body have been crushed, and her breathing is not stable as if her bones have pierced her lungs.”

The professor who found the student at the scene and brought him to the emergency room was reported to Sylvia.

Sylvia nodded her head and activated her trait.

An angel with six wings spread appeared and breathed, and the breath of the dying student, making a leaking sound, became stable.

In a short time of less than one minute, both visible and invisible injuries were treated.

“Cough, Cough!”

“Ah, aren’t you already dying…… !”

However, unlike the patient whose complexion improved, the color on Sylvia’s face was gone.

She was in a situation where she couldn’t use a patient’s magical power, just like she did in her infirmary one day, so it was because she used up her own magical power.

“Are you making that dead person just because you coughed?”

“Can I show you the mirror? Seeing how pale her face is now, even the saintess would think, Oh, I’m dying now.”

Sylvia said after she drank a sip of water, she saw the crowd of patients.

Suddenly, the number of patients transported to this place increased exponentially from a certain moment, and I was worried that another explosion might have occurred.

Otherwise, the number of people rescued increased as a hero appeared in novels and rescued people in perfect order.

In order to catch her breath for a while and also to assess the situation, Sylvia grabbed a professor who was working on the rescue and asked.

“The number of patients suddenly increased. What happened outside?”

“Ah, that’s what I mean.”

The professor, wearing a thick firefighting uniform, paused for an answer, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

She had such an expression as if she couldn’t believe what she saw and was having difficulty explaining it to others.

“A student showed up at the scene of the accident.”

“A student?”

“Yes, yes…… It was the son of the Heitz family.”

The Heitz family, the Heitz family…….

Sylvia, repeating what her professor had said, was soon able to recall the family name from the fragments of her memory in her head.

She said the name of her male student whom she met in the infirmary the other day and whom she treated was apparently Adele Heights.

She treats her female student named Lucy Belle Mail, and that student she keeps a secret she wants to keep hidden even when she gets a stigma on her.

“With one gesture from the student, the rubble of the building was removed and the buried students popped out to save them. It’s like filtering the water with a scoop and only getting the fish out.”

She said that even as a professor, she was surprised to see such a bizarre spectacle, and that it would not have been possible unless she was a seasoned person who was accustomed to this kind of situation.

Sylvia nodded her head in interest at the professor’s explanation.

“Oh, I have to go to work now. The reason I came here was because of a brief dizziness.”

“Yes, just go. The explanation was well received.”

It was only after the professor left that she was able to put her worries out of her mind that another explosion might have sprung up her wounds.

No, she was more correct in saying that it was replaced rather than erasing it.

“Adele Heights… ….”

Now that most of the babbling nobles had evacuated, abandoning their duties, the existence of such nobles was of considerable interest.

Is the reason why Adele saves people because of her good heart to help others, or is it because of the eyes of others that, since she is a noble, she has to help others in this situation?

‘It was a rude thought.’

Sylvia shook her head.

When she sees him in the infirmary and she thinks of him, she’s probably saving people for the former reason.

It was her bad habit to try to identify with the person she sacrificed as a human being like herself.

“Okay, it seems that there are people who are struggling on set, so let’s do our best.”

“… ….It will put a lot of strain on your body. More than this can be allowed…….”

Alessia tried to warn Sylvia, who seemed lost in her thoughts, in her earnest voice.

However, Sylvia calmly interrupted her and just asked again.

“Alessia, do you think lives are equal?”

Aristocrats with a lot of money and reputation, commoners with no money and no name.

If the lives of the two, whose contribution to society is at a different level, are put on the scale, will the scale be level?

It was just a question of values, for which the answer is unknown unless you are a person who can put your life on the scales.

“I don’t think so. There is no way that the lives of the saintess and the murderer have the same value.”

Sylvia nodded her head.

“I am a saint that everyone looks up to. He is a man who stands at the top that no one can easily reach out to.”

“Yes, you are right.”

“But it’s not because of my achievements. The reason this position is so high is because of the sacrifices of so many people.”

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Alessia shut her mouth.

Because I could have predicted what the next story would be like.

Sylvia won’t change her mind, and she can’t win against her stubbornness and sees a future she watches.

“All I did was sit on a pile of corpses and be revered as a saint. It means that value was created by someone.”

“… ….”

“I am not yet worthy enough to look down on the deaths of so many students just to take care of my poor body. So don’t stop.”

“…… All right.”

Alessia thought.

After all, Sylvia is worthy of being a saint, even if she excludes her innate abilities.

That’s why she needs to take care of her health, but she believes that she won’t dare to go against her words as she admires her will.

So, she decided to watch as Sylvia progressed to add her value to her own life.

The more she builds up her own worth, the more she builds up, thinking that one day she will be able to stop her sacrifice with her words…….

* * *

Meanwhile, Adele was rescuing people trapped under a collapsed building.

He didn’t care to inhale the dust, he jumped into the wreckage and carried a man on his back.

“Be alert.”

Then, he took the lead in dealing with the accident nonstop, such as slapping the cheek of a unconscious student with his hand scratched by rubble to wake him up.

Thanks to that, even the nobles who were resting nearby were able to come to the rescue without hesitation.

It could be said that it was a true nobility worthy of noblesse oblige.

“Hey, are you awake?”

“Ah…… You are…… ?”

“Take it easy. I’m here to save you.”

Adele checked the condition of the student covered in dust and personally carried it on her back.

“As expected, he is the son of the Heitz family… ….”

His notoriety has spread not only to students but also to professors.

However, looking at this scene, who can believe that the rumor is true?

The professors wanted to applaud Adele’s murderous saint.

But they didn’t know.

Adele’s true intentions.

‘Good. It is clearly imprinting goodness on professors and students…… !’

He wasn’t acting out of a good heart, as Sylvia guessed.

It was not driven by the aristocratic spirit of noblesse oblige.

Adele just hoped that he would imprint on people the image of his service so that he would not get stabbed on his way to escape notoriety.