Chapter 245

Chapter 245

Slide─

─ Thank you so much, junior~

─ This is why I go to school~

Roan finished preparing to write, pulling out the prayer cards and pen from the bullies’ shirt pockets.

The prayer cards of Dragon Street required writing a daily prayer of thanksgiving to a different god according to the boxes.

While it was a form of tribute, it was also Zorv’s grand intention to force even the students who were far from studying to study the scriptures a bit.

“Which god should I write it to?”

─ Well, yesterday I wrote, ‘Thank you, Lord Luquia, because you are cool,’ and the day before, I wrote, ‘Thank you, Lord Cierdo, for not letting it rain,’ so…….

─ I wrote, ‘Thank you, Lord Deprua, for creating the land.’

─ Oh, should I do that one today too?

“…….”

It was a level of intelligence that made Roan sigh automatically!

‘Setting aside everything else, what do they mean by thanking the God of Rain for not raining…….’

It was practically teasing him. If Roan were Cierdo, he would have poured a bucket of rainwater over their heads in offense.

Roan found yet another reason why he should not become the successor of Dragon Street.

Rather than managing these bullies, he felt it would be better to deal with Demona and Hector.

Unable to listen to them any longer, Roan recommended a god.

“Why don’t you write a prayer of thanks to Lord Edelan for meals, and you write a prayer of thanks to Lord Yorus for spending the night safely.”

At this, the bullies even clapped with their hands in casts, making a huge fuss in admiration.

─ Whoa~ Junior is really smart!

─ You will make a grand success as a writer in the future!

─ Hey, what do you mean by writer? In times like this, what is it? You call it a literary giant!

─ Y-Yeah, that indeed sounds more impressive.

[……I think these people are really stupid?]

‘You realized it just now?’

To the point that even Bel, who had been born less than a week ago, said such things.

Roan let out a small sigh and began to write the prayer cards.

Still, since he was writing on their behalf, it felt cheap to write just a single sentence like they did, so Roan wrote with a flowing pen!

─ I offer my prayer of thanks to Lord Edelan, who always establishes the foundation of the Empire and watches over even the most unfortunate households. This humble servant eats the blood and flesh of Lord Edelan today as well…… ─

As excellent writing style was added to a handwriting incomparably better than theirs, the bullies blinked and looked at each other.

‘Is, is this the same Imperial language we wrote?’

Coincidentally, Roan was having a similar thought.

‘Are they and I really students of the same school? How embarrassing.’ Something like that…….

In fact, even though Roan wrote such a long paragraph, he finished around the same time they would have finished their clumsy writing.

Having finished writing, Roan held out the prayer cards to each of them.

“Here you go.”

─ Th-Thank you so much, junior.

─ Thanks to you, we can receive a bit more allowance today…….

The bullies tucked the prayer cards between their casts and expressed their gratitude.

[Agh, how frustrating.]

Just then, Bel fluttered his wings, came out of the bag, and climbed onto Roan’s shoulder.

At this, the bullies were horrified.

─ A-A-A…….

─ An Abyssal Draaaagon?!?!?!!

“???”

[?]

Roan and Bel tilted their heads at the same time.

‘Did they really not know who we were?’

Still, since Roan’s face was reasonably well-known by now, people usually recognized him.

─ Th-Then you are…….

─ Roan Daaaaarc?!?!?!?

‘……They sure are in sync.’

Roan nodded to the two wide-eyed bullies.

“Yes, I am Roan Darc.”

Although his usual image was bad, since he had kindly helped them this time, Roan expected that a nice anecdote might spread.

However.

─ Ugh! To think we made Roan write the prayer cards!

─ Damn it, what do you mean by earning more allowance, we’ll be lucky if we don’t die!!

The bullies, for some reason, were extremely panicked and flustered.

─ What should we do? What do we do with these prayer cards?

─ What do you mean what to do? If we get caught with this, we’re in big trouble! Burn it!

─ Right!

Whoosh───

……And in an instant, they turned the prayer cards Roan had carefully written into ashes.

Snap─

‘These bastards…….’

[Whoa, hold back, hold back! Charlotte! You help too!]

Kirreul─!

As Roan could not hold back his anger and tried to raise dark mana, Bel and Charlotte grabbed his shoulder and trouser leg respectively, stopping him with all their might.

At this, the bullies fell to their knees and practically begged in front of Roan.

─ P-Please keep it a secret from Senior Zorv!

─ Consider it saving two people…… no, I don’t know about him, but consider it saving just one person…….

─ You traitorous bastard…….

Somehow, it was a pattern he felt like he had heard over the weekend as well.

Anyway, the reason they were making such a fuss seemed to be due to Zorv’s influence.

‘What on earth did he say?’

Although Roan was angry, he was also curious, so he asked for the reason.

“What did Senior Zorv say about me?”

─ Huh? Well, that…….

─ He said since you are the successor of Dragon Street, if we bother you or pull tricks, we should be prepared…….

─ He said you’d probably strip us down to our underwear and make us do side jobs?

“Phew……”

Roan sighed at the situation, which did not deviate much from his expectations.

He thought Zorv might have mentioned it, but to think he had issued such a stern warning.

‘I have no intention of taking over this place anyway.’

Meanwhile, seeing that Roan did not seem to plan on killing them contrary to their expectations, the bullies slinkily peeked at him and asked.

─ Um, then can we leave now?

─ Sorry about the prayer cards.

“Go ahead.”

Roan nodded readily.

There was no reason to hold them since they had also been pitifully threatened.

─ Uwaaaak! Run for your life!

─ I leave the rear to you!

─ You take the rear!

‘……Still, seeing them flee in such a hurry makes me angry.’

Roan let out another deep sigh and headed to McGodal Hall.

Today was Monday anyway.

If he met Zorv during the club activity, that would be the time to reach a final decision.

It was a consolation that he did not have to suffer the Dragon Street bully encounter, which had been so annoying during play.

In that way, he arrived at McGodal Hall.

“Hello, I am here for the dark attribute class.”

─ Dark attribute……?

─ Was there such a class…….

─ Be careful, you never know what might happen inside…….

The paladins guarding McGodal Hall still had tired expressions and voices, as if they had been tormented by something all night.

“Yes, thank you.”

Roan politely greeted the paladins and thought as he entered McGodal Hall.

‘It would be quite a shock if they found out what goes on inside.’

Of course, it would be better for both parties to remain ignorant forever.

Roan entered Room 101 of McGodal Hall, which looked like it would collapse at any moment.

The creaking wooden floorboards and the gloomy sound of wind heard through the broken window crack created a quite scary atmosphere, but.

‘As expected, there is no place as comfortable to the mind as this.’

For Roan, who was a black mage, it was simply like a second home.

However, perhaps because it was not yet class time, Taedi was not summoned.

With the heart of a true disciple, Roan swept the dust inside the classroom and ventilated it, preparing for the class.

Taedi did not wait long before showing herself.

Whoosh─

Hearing the familiar summoning sound he had heard last week.

“Ah, Professor. You’ve arri─”

“Uwaaaak! Who is it! Who kidnapped me?! Do you know who I am?!”

……This time too, Taedi was flailing around, strangely tangled in her own robe.

‘If even that is identical, what am I supposed to do?’

Roan hesitated for a moment, seeing behavior too pitiful to be called a professor.

He felt Taedi would be even more startled if he spoke to her hastily.

Meanwhile, startled by Taedi’s sudden appearance, Bel cried out, kyaooo─.

[A-A black mage! An enemy, right?]

‘Being a black mage doesn’t automatically make them an enemy. Both you and I use black magic.’

[……Ahaha!]

Roan taught Bel the importance of friend-or-foe identification.

If he blindly attacked just because they were black mages, he might eventually fail to recognize and bite his own master later.

Anyway, hearing Bel’s sharp cry, Taedi shrunk back but shouted again.

“Y-You even brought a wild beast? I am an Acherandir professor! You will regret it if you find out my identity, so release me this instant!”

“……?”

However, it was a bit absurd that the words “Acherandir professor” came out before her alias “Lord of the Dead Forest.”

Even if she became a professor because she wanted to, wasn’t she kidnapped here by Harden?

‘Well, if she gets caught somewhere and says she is the Lord of the Dead Forest, she’d really die.’

Thinking about it, it also seemed like a superb survival instinct (?).

Roan called Taedi in a calm voice.

“Professor?”

“Hmph, hah! Yes, I am indeed that scary Acherandir professor! Since I must go attend class now, a Holy Spirit will come save me in a bit, you know?”

He did not know whether it was the scary “Acherandir” or the scary “Acherandir professor,” but the former was highly likely.

Still, it seemed Taedi quite liked her professor life, which she never expected to have.

Roan called Taedi again.

“Professor.”

“If you understand, stop calling me and untie…… Huh?”

Seeing her struggling limbs freeze awkwardly in place, it seemed Taedi had realized what was going on late.

“B-By any chance, Student Roan?”

“Yes.”

“Why did you kidnap me, Student Roan?”

“…….”

Roan realized he had thought too complacently.

Taedi had not realized the current situation, but was simply fitting the current situation into her own thoughts.

“You were not kidnapped, but you were summoned here, Professor. Just like last week.”

“Isn’t, isn’t that kidnapping?”

‘Uh? She’s right though?’

Roan was rendered speechless by Taedi’s question, and could not answer with his mouth open.

He realized she at least had awareness of being kidnapped.

Then why did she proudly tell him she was an Acherandir professor?

Although he could not precisely understand, there were one or two such occurrences in this world anyway, so there was no need to worry about it much.

Roan thought for a moment and answered like this.

“Well…… interpretations can vary, but anyway, it means that ‘I’ was not the one who kidnapped you, Professor.”

Roan put particular emphasis on the word ‘I’.

Even if kidnapping occurred, it was Harden who did it, not me!

If the same action was done by Harden, it would be interpreted as, ‘Well, there must be a grand purpose for the Holy Spirit to forcibly move a black mage’s location,’ but.

If Roan did it, it was highly likely to be felt as, ‘To think he even kidnaps a fellow black mage, black mages are indeed garbage that should not be associated with!’

“Ah…… I guess so.”

It seemed Taedi also read Roan’s intention as a grand black mage, and nodded.

……Although it was not easy to distinguish whether she was nodding or shaking her head as she was covered in the fully tangled robe, that was roughly the case based on her words.

[But won’t that person suffocate if they keep staying like that?]