The Son of a Corrupt Lord Doesn't Want to Become a 'Saint'! V1C9
Stage1-9: Sasuga Ouga-sama (As expected from Ouga-sama)
The Magic Academy's spacious classroom was furnished with evenly spaced double tables.
At the back of the room was a designated area for caretakers like me to wait during classes, so as not to disturb the students.
Despite the bustling noise, the ticking of the clock's second hand echoed clearly throughout the room, making each second feel longer as I waited for my beloved master to return.
“What happened to Ouga-kun? I’m a bit worried.”
I turned to a young girl who asked with worried.
She had recently been rescued by Ouga-sama, who was the person he desired the most at the academy.
Though many children from prestigious families gathered here, some might wonder why he chose her. However, once they knew she was a [Dual Magic Caster], possessing multiple magic aptitudes, everyone would understand.
Through investigation by the Vellet family, Ouga-sama had obtained information and focused his attention solely on her, successfully winning her over.
With this, excellent talent will once again gather around Ouga-sama, bringing him one step closer to realizing his vision of justice.
It was no surprise that Ouga-sama had achieved this feat, as he was truly exceptional.
As expected of Ouga-sama.
“It seems that Ouga-sama has no idea either. Unfortunately, all we can do is wait until he returns,” I replied, though this was a lie. In truth, I could speculate on at least two reasons why he had been summoned.
Firstly, Florine Milfonti may have discovered my true identity.
As one of humanity’s heroes, she had a wide network of contacts and was actively involved in training successors; often appearing in various places.
Naturally, she frequently visited the Holy Knight Order, where I had spoken with her a few times.
There is one more issue that is causing trouble. This one is quite troublesome.
Have you figured out anything about Ouga-sama’s [Magic Funeral] technique?
Although we had agreed to keep this technique confidential, a member of the Borvond family keeps bringing it up, which is quite frustrating for us.
If our opponent was just a regular magician, we could dismiss the Borvond brat’s nonsense, but...
If it’s Florine, she might predict the worst and investigate Ouga-sama.
After all, [Magic Funeral] is a powerful technology that can upend the world as we know it.
Although territorial disputes with the demon race have recently eased, new conflicts have emerged between aristocrats and commoners.
Florine, who has experience on the battlefield, could help prevent the outbreak of a new war.
This is the kind of thinking that even someone like me, who’s often labeled as a brute, can come up with.
Ouga-sama probably considered all of this and took care of Riche-sama, so he wouldn’t blame himself for using [Magic Funeral] to help her.
Truly worthy of Ouga-sama.
“I see... But class will start soon, won’t it?”
“Milfonti Academy’s Headmistress is not the kind of person who would let his students be late for class... right, Riche-sama?”
“Ah, Ouga-kun!”
The classroom fell silent as soon as Riche-sama called out his name. Ouga-sama is a person who stands out, whether for better or for worse.
Not too long ago, he was mocked for being the son of a corrupt lord who had used connections to gain admission to the academy despite having no magical talent — a claim that was, of course, impossible.
But by rescuing Riche-sama from bullying, the wind has started to shift.
Now that they know that the person they were mocking as incompetent has done a good deed, they are starting to feel guilty.
If Ouga-sama continues to live as himself, there will eventually be no one left to mock our master.
“Welcome back, Ouga-sama.”
“Welcome back, Ouga-kun. What were you talking about?”
“Just some small talk. But there’s something I want to do now.”
With that, Ouga-sama takes his school bag and heads outside.
“O-Ouga-kun? We have class now, you know?”
“I’m skipping. Mashiro is too, of course. Follow me.”
“What?!?”
“We’re heading to the practical building. There’s something I want to see there.”
Despite her surprise, Riche has no hesitation in following Ouga-sama.
Fufufu, her loyalty is quite something.
Well then, I’ll follow suit.
“Alice, please come after you inform the teacher that we will be absent due to poor health.”
Ouga-sama said, and I cried tears of joy.
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Our footsteps echo through the hallway as we walk quickly.
I didn’t know that Mashiro had multiple magic affinities.
I had only judged her based on the first impression I got from the photo.
“But why now? Why do you suddenly want to go to the practical building?”
“I’m really curious about what would happen if you used two different elemental magics at the same time.”
Can she use magic from different affinities simultaneously?
How does it affect the amount of magic power consumed?
What kind of image do you use to activate magic?
Initially, I had been studying various subjects to compensate for my lack of magic skills. Watching Mashiro perform magic, I hoped to learn new techniques. Plus, I wanted to take a break and relax for once. It was a perfect excuse, and there was no reason not to do it.
“Huh? Ouga-kun, did you not know about my magic skill?”
“That’s correct. Is there a problem with that?”
“N-no, not at all.”
Actually, this way Mashiro won’t suspect that I have been observing her from the start, right? Even though I keep making excuses without knowing who I’m fooling.
“No, it’s great!”
She hugged my arm and smiled.
I didn’t really understand her enthusiasm, but her b**bs were great, so I didn’t think too much about it.
“Here we are.”
“Wow. It looks quite big from here.”
We arrived at the entrance of the practical training building after walking for a while.
The classroom building was sizable, but the practical training building was many times larger.
As small enclosed spaces could be hazardous when using magic, such as explosions, a sufficient area was reserved for the safety of the students. The building consisted of six sections in total.
“Okay, let’s go inside.”
“Yeah! I’ll show you a cool place, Ouga-kun!”
We tried to enter the building with high spirits, but the door wouldn’t budge.
“Oh, huh? Why won’t it open?”
Since childhood, I’ve been continuously training my body and have confidence in my strength.
Since obtaining Alice, I’ve been undergoing even harder training.
While the door looks thick, it’s unlikely that it won’t budge at all.
In other words, it’s reasonable to assume that there is some reason why it won’t open.
“Fuhnununununun...!”
Beside me, Mashiro is trying hard with her face turning bright red, but it’s all in vain.
The use of magic without permission within the school is prohibited.
The practical curriculum won’t be implemented for over a month.
It’s unthinkable to wait that long.
Is there any way to find a loophole?
Should we try climbing up the outer wall instead?
I begin to consider such reckless ideas.
Then, a transparent voice interrupts my thoughts.
“First-year students are prohibited from entering the practical building alone, you two.”
When I turn around, I see a figure with peach-colored hair that stretches down to her waist.
She’s wearing a white uniform that’s different from ours.
Her graceful behavior makes her look like an angel.
Her beauty would captivate anyone who saw her, but what attracted me wasn’t just her beauty.
Her deep yellow eyes were just like mine before I was reincarnated, devoid of any vitality.
“Nice to meet you. I am Reina Milfonti. I am the student council president of the prestigious Lichtenberg Magic Academy.”
“I would be happy if we could be friends, Vellet-kun, Riche-san,” she said with a smile, but I felt a sense of discomfort that her emotions did not match her words.
