Chapter 298

Sion let out a small scream at Kaina’s unexpected declaration that they would suddenly had a meeting after the exam.

‘I guess I really messed up a lot!’

……Poor Sion could only think this way.

Sion left the booth with weak steps.

“Good job. It seems you remembered what I told you.”

“Ah, Roan.”

Sion felt a little better because of Roan’s praise, but he doesn’t had the honor to look at him.

Since I can’t even know what exactly was wrong, all the more, it means I had failed to repay the teachings.

‘I didn’t do anything wrong.’

Before Roan could tell the truth, Sion spoke first.

“By the way, Professor Kaina said he wanted to have a meeting.”

“Well, I guess so.”

“Why did you do that?”

“Because you did well.”

“yes?”

“Good job.”

Sion tilted his head at Roan’s words, which were completely different from his thoughts.

Well done, but why a personal interview?

It was still too early for Sion to follow Kaina’s thoughts.

Meanwhile, Demona was still wandering around in the booth.

He was wandering around looking for an object containing dark magic.

“I, I have no idea at all! Is it this one? Or that one?”

─ … … Be quick, Wickronon student.

“I understand! I’m so talented at black magic, isn’t it that I can’t feel it? Just like the water in the sea is invisible!”

─ That can’t be true.

It was so absurd that even the Holy Knight, who usually treats students kindly, clicked his tongue.

Moreover, saying things like this in Kaina’s class usually made the other person question the condition of his liver.

‘Is the liver sticking out of the stomach?’

The paladin, who was examining Demona’s stomach for a moment, looked at the struggling man with pitiful eyes and said something.

─ If you don’t resolve it quickly, I will fine you for disrupting class.

If you’re going to get eliminated, do it quickly. It was an unaVoidable pressure because time was running out.

“Hey! No fines!”

Demona raised both arms and ran around the room, making a fuss.

Tuk─

“evil!”

I ended up crashing into the table.

Cheonggrang—!

The wind caused the picture frame on top to fall and the glass shattered.

“No, fine!!!”

Demona was startled, wondering if she would be fined for vandalism.

But something surprising happened.

Puhwaak─!!!

In fact, that frame was a black magic tool with a hidden black magic trap!

It was funny that the trap was triggered like this when I couldn’t find the item that was clearly on the table.

Anyway, as soon as the picture frame broke, a black cloak-like dark magic attempted to attack Demona.

Roan could see through the booth what the magic was.

‘Abduction of the Grim Cloak.’

It wasn’t a very difficult spell, and as the name suggests, it was at the level used to kidnap ordinary people or novice priests for various reasons.

To put it more simply, if you were hit by that magic, you will roughly end up in the state of a Taedi who had just been dragged into a dark attribute class.

The paladin tried to write down Demona’s score on the scoring board he was holding.

Since I found the black magic item, I passed.

‘But no matter how I pretended, I didn’t get a perfect score.’

… … In fact, even passing was given a very generous score.

Since most of them were children of noble families, it was thanks to Akerandir’s tendency to give them passing points whenever possible.

But then.

“Ugh! It’s a cloaked ghost!!!”

Buh blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

Demona’s brilliant light attribute divine power, which was extremely exciting just by looking at it, began to radiate against the trap.

─ Wow, what was over there?

─ Is it a dance hall?

Colorful lights reminiscent of a ballroom, a club on Earth!

However, although it may not look like it, it was clearly the divine power of Wickronon, the fourth great family of the empire and the lineage of the wise men.

crispy ─

As soon as it was activated, the trap was hit squarely by Demona’s divine power, and its initial momentum disappeared.

“I got eaten by a cloak… Huh?”

Demona, who had closed her eyes tightly without knowing what she had done, slowly opened her eyes when nothing happened.

There were no traps anywhere, and only the paladin with a shocked look in his eyes was standing there.

Demona shouted, her eyes and mouth round.

“As expected, I must have a talent for black magic!!!”

‘‘‘Isn’t that usually said to be a talent for divine power?’’’

Kaina, Roan, and Paladin thought at the same time who knew what happened inside the booth.

Meanwhile, Demona, who was running around the booth shouting things like ‘Yes!’, ‘Yay!’, and ‘Let’s go!’, asked brightly.

“I got a perfect score too, right?”

─ Um… … yes. For now.

The paladin nodded very hesitantly.

The whole process was clumsy, but if you look at the results, you found The Pitfalls and even overcame them with your own abilities.

According to the criteria, the score was perfect.

In contrast to Sion, Demona walked out of the booth confidently.

“Roan, did you see me?”

Roan said this, saying he saw it but didn’t want to deal with it.

“…How can I see it when I’m in the booth?”

“Aha~”

Demona’s shoulders and nose bridge seemed to be roughly two or three times higher than usual.

“You know, it was absolutely amazing~ Maybe I really have a knack for dark magic?”

“…….”

“Huh, Roan?”

“…….”

“Rafia, what do you think?”

“…….”

Demona was excited and asked her friends this question, but no one answered her.

It was because there was something Roan said right before Demona came out.

─ If you don’t want to had a personal interview with Professor Kaina, don’t talk back no matter what Demona said.

Everyone had so many thoughts of wanting to shoot back, but it was more like gritting their teeth and holding on.

“Why isn’t everyone saying anything?! Sion, you?!”

In the end, Demona couldn’t bear it anymore and even asked Sion, who was emerging as her new nemesis.

Fortunately(?) Sion answered.

“If you think you have a talent for dark magic, go to hell!”

“You’re too much….”

Since the personal interview had already been confirmed, there was no need to endure it.

‘That’s too much.’

Roan, the black mage listening, also felt a little bad for some reason… … .

Anyway, even Sion and Demona were finished with the exam.

“Darc student!”

“yes.”

Finally, Roan, who was almost in the final group, stepped forward.

The mere mention of Roan made the students’ chatter louder.

─ It’s Darc.

─ Darc will finish it soon, right?

─ Won’t you take a difficult test like the saint candidate?

─ But it’s different… … .

Roan slowly walked in front of Kaina, holding his cane.

It was a move that convinced him that there would already be a separate booth prepared just for him.

Kaina nodded and pointed to the first booth.

“The Darc student is here!”

“All right.”

Is it because it was the last order?

Roan’s booth was transparently open to students without a sacred wall.

The students who saw inside the booth were surprised.

“Why are there so many traps in Roan?!”

Demona shouted.

That’s right, unlike before, the inside of Roan’s booth was just ordinary rooms.

black magic totems and various god statues were lined up on both walls.

─Are there hidden traps in each of those totems?

─ Is it even possible for Darc to dismantle all of that?

The students also shook their heads as if they thought this was too harsh.

─ Looks like Darc was finished now.

─ At that level, I will definitely die dismantling the trap.

… … It seemed like there was some not-so-pure intention hidden behind it.

In any case, at a glance, Roan was a much more difficult test than Sion.

The black magic totems, each of which emits ominous black magic, were playing the role of tricking the eye so that the trap could not be found.

But Roan.

‘There it is.’

Among the numerous totems and statues, I was able to find exactly where the trap was hidden.

A statue of a god, not a totem.

Among them, the most unsightly looking old god.

It was Withros, the god of travelers.

Indeed, in a clever way, there was absolutely no dark magic revealed from Withros.

The statues basically had divine power, because Withros’ divine power itself had secret characteristics like Void.

Terrorism using personal information in this way was a famous technique, so it was definitely practical training that Kaina would had paid attention to.

However, Roan did not make the mistake of going straight to Withros’ statue.

‘If you do that, you will be dragged into a personal interview like Sion.’

The characteristic of the Kaina test was ‘if you do too well, a personal interview’.

… … In Sion’s case, it was because he failed to control his pace.

Not only was it strange to reveal that much, but since Sion’s identity was certain anyway, it would only be a light consultation, so there was no problem.

But what about Roan?

Just thinking about that made me feel like I would break out in hives all over my body.

Anyway, Roan slowly began to look at the first black magic totem to aVoid arousing suspicion.

“Hmm… I don’t think this is right.”

Poseok─

And the black magic totem that had been investigated was even blown up due to magical power overload!

─ Oh, look at that!

─ Darc, the totem explodes as soon as you touch it!

─ Even though he looked like that, he was very devout~

Roan’s strategy paid off for the students.

But the important thing was Kaina.

Roan still felt Kaina’s energy observing him keenly.

Roan, who destroyed all the totems, finally began to examine the statues.

“Belund, god of fire and hearth, extinguish the embers of the lowly believer who dares to look into your table…”

Of course, prayers tailored to each statue were essential.

Every time that happened, I could feel Kaina’s energy softening, even if just a little.

So Roan followed the steps one by one and finally arrived in front of the statue of Withros.

“Withros, the god of travelers….”

Roan calmly recited a prayer as usual and began to look around for the statue.

As Roan got closer, the trap’s dark magic began to rage even more.

The location was roughly at the feet of Withros.

Roan focused especially on the sandals he was wearing.

‘If this was a previous exam question, it would probably be based on the ‘Adeline Withros Temple terrorist incident.’

Approximately 400 years ago, an incident occurred in which an exploSion spell was planted in a temple dedicated to Withros.

Even then, the culprit caught the empire off guard by hiding a trap in the statue.

The round buckle of the slippers originally had two wavy lines overlapping in the shape of an ‘X’.

This new statue had two snakes drawn instead of an ‘X’.

Although it may seem easy to recognize at first glance, the buckle on the new product was only the size of a fingernail if you hit it well.

It was absurd to think that something like this could be replaced among so many totems and statues as a hint.

“after…….”

Roan sighed softly.

Still, since there was a hint, I didn’t think it would be a big problem.

No matter how you found it, there were elements to insist on.

Click─

Roan lifted the statue and looked underneath.

“…….”

And I was speechless.

‘Are you really sane?’

Until now, traps had been hidden in ordinary objects such as dolls and vases.

Naturally, as the focus was on hiding, their power was somewhat limited and they were simple traps.

But now look at the trap ahead of Roan.

“Rotten volcanic monkey hands…?”