Became the Golden Sun of the Academy

43 – Memories (1)

─Certainly, ordinary people can be turned into witches… ….

Dude.

The contact ended there.

Even though the words didn’t come to an end, it wasn’t too difficult to guess what was going to happen.

“What about it?”

A dark basement with no light.

In that prison-like place, where white bones were scattered on the floor, a man was looking down at the man chained to a chair with an expressionless expression.

“It seems to have succeeded… ….”

The person chained to the chair answered in a blank voice.

Eyes with dilated pupils and a gaping mouth that could not close showed that he was not in a normal state.

Drunk, possessed, hypnotized, or all of that.

“I see. Can it be changed?”

The blond middle-aged man, Heidel, turned around as if he had nothing to see.

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“Take care of it.”

“Yes, I understand.”

At his command, the servants waiting outside the cage lowered their heads.

As Heidel passed them by, screams soon rang out from the depths of the cellar.

Hearing that scream, Heidel climbed the stairs.

“Am I finally able to put my plan into practice?”

Emotion leaked faintly from his seemingly emotionless face.

Whether it’s joy or anger or sadness…… It was a complex expression mixed with many emotions.

* * *

“… ….”

After returning to the mansion after the retreat.

I was just sitting on the bed, staring at the ceiling, mesmerized.

I already defeated Nikita, who was supposed to appear in the middle, and even defeated Anastasia, who didn’t seem to lose to anyone except the main character.

Because I worry about what the future will be like thinking that my determination to protect the love affairs has changed too much.

“If this is the case, then the middle part story will appear now.”

So, are the events that will happen after Nikita come forward, or are things proceeding according to the rules excluding Nikita?

If I knew that, I would at least decide what to do.

A moment when you sigh out of frustration.

Smart.

An audible knocking sound.

“Excuse me…… No see.”

The language has become fluent, but Tina is still awkward with honorifics.

This time, he said he had learned how to make tea, and came into the room with a steaming teapot and cups on a disc.

“It’s hot, so drink carefully…… No see.”

“Yes, thank you.”

As Tina is sipping the tea, Charlotte comes in soon.

These days, Tina can work to some extent by herself, so if she had nothing to do, she would have told her to take a break.

“You are the type to struggle with buying things, Charlotte.”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

Charlotte approached and held out a letter sealed in wax.

She wondered what kind of letter it was, so when she received it, the shape of the wax seal was unusual.

An eagle with her wings spread wide, clearly left in the wax.

It was used by the Heitz family, especially Heidel.

“Is something coming?”

She swallowed dry saliva before opening the wax.

Heidel Heights, the father who left many scars on Adele’s body.

Because it was the moment when a point of contact with him, whom he only knew existed, was formed.

Stick.

Then he removed the wax and opened the envelope.

I opened the letter with both hands and slowly went through it with my eyes.

“… ….”

The contents were simpler than expected.

Sooner or later, I will stop by the mansion.

Just this much.

“This rich man doesn’t even communicate properly.”

At this level, I wouldn’t have to send a letter.

Are you telling me to prepare my mind like this?

Thinking of that made me feel something creepy, so I quickly put the letter back in the envelope.

‘There’s no way I’ll get hit.’

The semester isn’t over yet, and grades are showing a gentle upward curve these days.

I glanced at Charlotte, who was standing next to her, feeling uneasiness that didn’t go away.

She asked the guy who tilted her head as if he was looking at her that way.

“Charlotte, Heidel…… No, did you do anything when your father came back?”

“Yes.”

“What was that?”

“It is a simple conversation in the study. This is what Heidel-sama did every time he returned.”

Conversation.

I remembered an idea I had one day.

The reason why Adele disappeared through possession is the idea that she must be somewhere in this mansion.

If that reason exists, wouldn’t it be somewhere related to Heidel, which drove Adele to an extreme situation?

I had a sudden thought, put the letter on the table, and got up.

“Bocchan?”

I gestured to Charlotte, who was about to follow, to stop following me.

“I just want to go to the study. You should rest here with Tina, drinking tea and eating snacks.”

Tina, quietly watching her, sat down in her chair, poured her tea, and popped her snack into her mouth.

I’m still not good at honorifics, but I laughed because he was really good at following orders.

Looking at it now, it looks like a dog, not a wolf.

“This is something you should follow.”

“What does that mean?”

Her hands were held together respectfully, but her voice showed a hint of discomfort at the comparison between herself and Tina, who was still far from perfect.

“I told him to rest, but he didn’t listen to me and always went to my room to go to work. Like Tina, if you listen carefully to her words and get a good rest, what will happen?”

With cookie crumbs in her mouth, Tina let out her sneer at Charlotte being compared to her.

She has the mindset to learn, but her face twisted up at the corners of her mouth, as if she had accumulated something from suffering from Charlotte.

“It’s because Tina still lacks a lot.”

Charlotte answered in a brusque tone and sat down in her chair.

She tilted her upper body in that position and brushed her crumbs from the corner of Tina’s mouth.

“No. Tina knows why Charlotte is like that. It’s not because of me, I’m doing the young master—”

Tina’s snout, smirking and chattering as if she was trying to tell her something, couldn’t finish what she was saying.

It was because Charlotte’s fingers, as she wiped her mouth, caught her lips.

Tina, her lips sticking out like her ducklings, tried to say something to her, but she said it was just an unintelligible mumble.

“Tina, you said that talking while eating is bad manners, right?”

Charlotte said that, but she seemed to have said it after swallowing a snack she was eating.

Well, I must have misunderstood.

Anyway, I left the room and walked to the study where there might be some clues.

* * *

“…… It’s filthy big.”

It was said to be a library, but its scale was comparable to that of a library.

What kind of room is so wide that you can’t see the end, and the whole inside is filled with bookshelves?

It took me a year to find clues that Adele left behind or not.

“Looking for a needle in the sand, really.”

With a sigh, I took out a book from the shelf and flipped through it.

It was in a tidy condition with not a single dust piled up, probably because the workers cleaned it every day.

“… ….”

Clean?

My fingers stopped turning pages.

Since there is no need to check each one individually, I cover the book with both hands.

“Really.”

Why didn’t I think of this?

It’s a mansion so big that I can’t remember the structure yet, but hundreds of servants clean and maintain it every day.

If Adele had left any traces, it would have been obvious that they had been caught and removed by the servants.

Then, how did Adele leave her mark?

The answer may be simple.

I left the book and poured magic into the ring.

The mana that flowed through the circuit made a wheezing sound, and soon the amplified mana returned to his arm.

“I guess you did something similar to the trick you did before fighting Anastasia in public practice?”

Isn’t it?

I started a fairy tale by asking Adele who had already disappeared.

Magic energy spread from his feet like tree roots and began to slowly cover the bookshelves along the walls and ceiling.

Expanding sense.

It was not limited to the five senses.

A sixth sense that allows you to feel the magic that flows through your body or wanders in nature.

In other words, it was said that the magic power was also included.

“Anyway.”

I walked in the study.

I passed many bookshelves without hesitation.

I stopped walking in the labyrinth of bookshelves where the same scenery repeats itself.

In that state, he only turned his head.

I pulled out a book from the well-arranged bookshelf.

Because there was condensed magic that belonged to me, that is to say, Adele’s.

“It must have been the correct answer.”

When I took out the book, I saw a magic circle emitting light in response to my magical power.

The geometric magic circle made up of circles, straight lines, and curves was a familiar shape that could be understood without interpretation.

The Magic Circle of Memory.

Usually, it is a magic used to create a book by storing text or voice.

It should be.

“…… Adele remembered something else.”

He literally remembered ‘memory’.

The way it works is to make contact with the magic circle while holding magic power.

Without hesitation, I poured mana into my fingertips and stretched out toward the magic circle.

And the moment your finger touches the magic circle.

Hwaaat

The pure white light emitted by the magic circle engulfed the surroundings.