I Became the Laughing Bell Character of the Academy

Eleanor was looking through the dormitory window at the sky dyed red.

“Baekyang, something must be happening.”

“I see.”

Baekyang answered appropriately.

“Would you like to go check it out?”

“I don’t like it.”

Baekdokkaebi, who handles snow and ice, should avoid the heat.

That’s why I didn’t want to approach a place where there was such an outrageous heat that I could feel it even here.

“Noah is also dangerous, so it’s better not to think about approaching him.”

“Um… … ”

Eleanor was troubled.

Baekyang’s words made sense. No, beyond reason, it is natural.

“… … But Lucia hasn’t come back yet.”

“So what?”

“Aren’t you worried?”

“Okay. I’m not really worried… … .”

Baekyang knows that Lucia is not an ordinary student.

I don’t know exactly what it is, but I knew that she was a veteran with considerable skills and seasoned beauty, even without checking.

It was rare for such a person to be in danger, and if it was to happen, it wouldn’t change anything if Noah went in the first place.

“Noah.”

“Okay, would you like to go with me?”

“… … Do you want to go?”

“yes.”

Baek Yang also knows Noah well. so proud

She is more of a prankster than a goblin.

But that may not be the only reason.

It’s not like people gather around her for nothing.

“Why?”

“I don’t want people I know getting hurt in places I don’t know anymore.”

She was good by nature.

He was a very contradictory person.

“You’re weaker than me… … .”

“Ehehehe.”

When Baek Yang narrowed her eyes and said, Eleanor tried to evade it with a shy smile.

Yang Baek stared at Eleanor, then sighed and said,

“… … I’m not going because I feel like I’m going to melt.”

“Aren’t you bored when you’re alone?”

“Aren’t you bored?”

Even as Baekyang said that, he approached Noah, who was holding a greatsword. It is difficult for her to approach the field as she is in conflict with fire.

“Then I’ll cast a spell on your behalf.”

Baekyang is a goblin, a type of yokai.

The essence of her power was witchcraft, a combination of mana and yogi.

Baek Yang pricked the back of Noah’s hand with his finger and performed a spell.

goblin prank

[Strong steps]

“I think something cool.”

“Is that right? So please bring me a drink later in return.”

“But what effect does this have?”

“When I am in danger, my shield will appear and help me about three times.”

Baekyang smiled and replied.

[Strong walking] was one of Baekyang’s skills in ＜Broken Sky＞, just like [walking in place] that held back Alexios’ ankles.

“Oh, that’s amazing.”

Noah smiled broadly at the eye-shaped mark on the back of his hand.

“Then I’ll go see you soon. Oh, come to think of it, how about this?”

Eleanor opened the dormitory door and was about to leave, but paused and pointed at the handle of her bayonet. A blue ribbon was tied at the end.

It was as if he was asking how he was dressed today, but it was obviously a strange question.

“… … It suits you well.”

However, Yang Baek was already accustomed to Eleanor’s eccentricities.

She waved her hands in response.

“Yeah, I think so too.”

Despite Baekyang’s attitude, Eleanor smiled brightly.

* * *

Eleanor ran toward a place that was dyeing the sky red.

“Ah, it’s the professor.”

As she ran, Eleanor spotted Ira flying across the sky at high speed.

It looked pretty urgent.

‘As expected, something must be happening.’

Eleanor did nothing when the kingdom was destroyed. I just ran away in fear of loss.

‘I don’t want to be taken away without knowing anymore.’

when escaping the palace.

All the escorts who were watching over her said it was nothing.

However, after seeing the escorts who did not return to the end, I knew.

‘If I just run away, I might lose it in an unknown place.’

So this time I wanted to see it with my own two eyes.

At least, he wanted to confirm what was happening in the place where he lived.

“Whoa… … .”

After running for a while, Eleanor noticed that no one was around.

The surroundings were already covered with heat that seemed to cook the skin.

If it wasn’t for the magic Baekyang gave her, Eleanor would have had a hard time too.

“OMG… … .”

“… … ?!”

As Eleanor ran forward, she encountered a monster with a strange shape.

Eleanor checked the condition of the monster while holding onto the handle of the sword.

The monster was drooling as if in pain.

And the monster finally opened what he believed to be his mouth and spoke.

“ball… … main… … sir… … .”

“uh… … .”

Even though her pronunciation was muffled, Eleanor could hear what the monster was saying.

No, more than that, I was able to distinguish one clear voice from the noisy voice.

The monster said, looking at the blue ribbon at the end of the handle that Eleanor was holding.

“Also… … blue… … What color… … wool… … Let’s… … .”

“Uh uh… … .”

There was an attendant who was close enough to consider them sisters.

-Princess, how do you like this dress? A princess goes well with anything, but I think blue, similar to her eyes, suits her.

He was the closest to her and the first to forget her.

Yes, there was a filial piety that signaled the beginning of everything.

-Who were you?

Those words that pierced my heart that I still remember.

Maybe it would have been different if I had questioned that statement.

Eleanor, who thought it was a joke and ignored it, eventually realized it.

“Dysen… … tra?”

That the cost of ignoring her belatedly came before her eyes.

* * *

[Prometheus], the transcendent magic developed by Prudence Loa.

I didn’t know of its existence until recently, but now I know.

The magic that corresponds to the special move that I thought not to exist until recently must be transcendental magic.

It is not a simple compositional spell, but a lifelong original magic that captures the values of the wizard himself.

A blazing whole body, condensed heat, and even a form suitable for battle.

“Damn it… … .”

Truly an incarnation of fire.

Perhaps the image of Prudence Loa is based on flames.

The ceaseless struggle he spoke of was sublimated into the form of flame.

If it was a game, there was a gap enough to say that the phase of the boss monster passed just by deploying that one magic.

Even from the outside, the power of Prudence Loa feels absurd. It was not visible, but since the body shape itself has changed, there is a high probability that the previous wounds have lost their meaning.

What if, by any chance, the wound itself was not there?

“Then that would be a really cowardly spell… … .”

“uh?!”

“No, I didn’t mean to you.”

Come to think of it, there was a person using magic right next to him.

After calming Marie, who seemed shocked, she reexamined the situation.

“Marie, what do you think?”

If she unlocked the power of the key, wouldn’t it be worth a try?

“there… … . I don’t think I can use the same power as before… … .”

“What? why?”

“I met my eyes with my father in the underworld… … If you continue to use your strength like this, it might come over.”

“The king is coming over to Skientia? No, anyway… … .”

Do you openly assume that Thanatos is crazy? If you don’t want to go behind, there’s no way you can?

“No, the pressure might come over the things I ate for dinner.”

“That, yes… … .”

It seems a bit insignificant, but each person’s important thing is different.

As proof of that, Marie was trembling with tears in her eyes.

Marie takes the idea of death quite lightly.

However, she was afraid of [Myungwang].

[King] The existence of Thanatos is more fearful than death.

“I’ll do something about it, so you don’t have to worry too much, Marie.”

“yes… … . okay.”

I can’t ask her to endure a fear worse than death.

Even if that wasn’t the case, the power of the key was a considerable burden in itself.

I couldn’t force Mari, who was cooperating with me, to that extent.

From here on, I’ll have to do something.

“I didn’t want to fight simply by relying on luck… … .”

In order to defeat Prudence in that state, at least the highest level of magic must be used.

Right now, I have no choice but to rely on [The Ruler of Mana].

“Oz.”

While I was preparing myself, Marie grabbed me by the sleeve and started talking to me.

Was I even anxious?

“it’s okay. Since I am also an elder-level magician… … .”

“No, look over there.”

Marie pointed to empty space.

There was a hole in the space of the flame created by Prudence Roa.

Soon, a woman appeared through the hole.

“Professor Aira?”

A witch’s hat was visible over her light blue hair. A staff made of high-quality wood contains mana.

Professor Aira, fully armed, said as she came down in the middle of the battlefield.

“Could someone please explain to me what the situation is?”

I knew right away.

That she appeared on the battlefield without knowing anything.

“there… … . Professor Loa, right? Umm, this is Oz b… … No, I’m an Oz student… … .”

The situation is ambiguous.

I wonder if he had noticed everything, but now Professor Aira doesn’t even know which one is correct.

If the opinions are different, will Professor Ira trust me or Prudence Loa?

Even though I helped her quite a bit, the time is short.

However, Prudence Loa is a magic professor like her, and the years of their relationship are different.

“Professor Aira… … .”

“Professor Merlin.”

“Ah oh… … Yep.”

Prudence Loa interrupted me and called Professor Aira to stand.

As if it were natural, Professor Aira also turned her head in the direction of Prudence Loa.

Dangerous.

Just from the conversation I had just had, I could sense which side she was focusing more on.

“Oz, what are you going to do?”

“… … hang on.”

In the worst case, even Professor Aira might be turned into an enemy.

I focus on the conversation between the two of them with my eyes narrowed.

* * *

Prudence Roa asked.

“You won’t be on duty today, so why did you stay?”

“Ah, my research is coming to an end, so I stayed in the lab.”

“You mean already?”

“Yes, Oz b… … No, student Oz helps… … No, I was able to reinforce the most important part with your help.”

“Help me?”

Prudence Roa nodded and looked at Aira.

It was as if he couldn’t understand. Prudence hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth again.

“Professor Merlin. Wasn’t your research definitely inherited from your master?”

“Yes, did you remember?”

However, Aira replied as if she was glad that she remembered that she didn’t notice such a difference.

“But how could you leave it in the hands of someone else?”

“Yeah… … ?”

Prudence Roa asked calmly as if she just wanted to confirm.

“A result without a process will lose its meaning.”

Prudence Loa pursues a constant struggle. We look at the accumulated efforts, not the finished result.

“How did you leave the duty entrusted to you in the hands of someone else to obscure its meaning?”

“but.”

Aira answered Prudence Roa’s question as if it were natural.

“Because what Master wanted was magic for everyone.”

vice versa. No, he was the one who found his own answer.

Aira lifted the witch hat she was wearing and said.

“If it is a result without a process, the meaning may fade. Still, wouldn’t it be more important who the result was for?”

“… … That’s cool.”

Prudence Roa honestly admired the answer, nodded, and then spoke as if regretting it.

“But some people just can’t think that way.”

“Professor Loa.”

The momentum of the flames surrounding Prudence Loa began to grow even more intense.

As if he had understood the current situation through the conversation right before Aira, he grabbed his staff and said.

“There are people who cannot step down after countless sacrifices.”

“Please turn off the lights. If you go on longer than that, the students may get burned by the heat.”

“Professor Merlin.”

Prudence Loa said with sad eyes shining in the flames.

What was in those eyes was resignation.

“That is impossible. All of this is what I started.”

“why… … .”

Prudence Loa was able to win Ira over to her side, but she didn’t.

It was because of the direction he was embracing, leaving reason.

He considered the process built up for the result the most important.

He wants to be quenched through constant struggle.

“There is no justice for me. The flame that comes from egotism will constantly whisper to me. to fight.”

“You can stop.”

“I will not stop.”

It doesn’t stop.

Prudence Loa thought that everyone had to constantly struggle.

I kindled a fire with such stubbornness.

“So fight against me if you want to protect your students.”

Soon, the flame that had been fueled by egotism burst out into the world.