Chapter 324

Meanwhile, outside, Demona, a self-proclaimed warlock, runs amok.

─ Fool Demona! What were you talking about! Shut that mouth right now!

─ What? What do you care! Is that all you need to be a saint?

─ Priest’s whip!

─ Ah! I’m sorry!

An extremely common sense situation unfolded in which a candidate for a saint who was not in a very good mood caught a self-proclaimed warlock.

Exciting!

I’m jealous, priests use black magic too!

There was a brief flash of nonsense, but Roan and False Divinity brushed it off as always.

At that time, Bellek came in from outside.

“Student Darc, what does that mean… no, this?!”

Bellek was also very surprised when he saw the scene unfolding inside the booth.

Honestly, no one would imagine that Demona would had written such a beautiful Borrowed Name Holy Art.

“Yo, it’s Yorus-sama’s Borrowed Name Holy Art. But it also has light attributes added to it… Are you saying that a Wickronon student was able to control this kind of holy power?”

“It’s just that they were mixed up because they were too poor at controlling their divine power. The appearance is acceptable, though.”

Roan corrected Bellec’s misunderstanding of overestimating Demona.

“Well… I guess you can see it that way.”

Bellek also seemed to agree – or wanted to believe so – as he nodded, stroking his chin.

But Bellec’s questions soon shifted elsewhere.

“But how did the Darc student know the pattern and borrowed name of Yorus? I saw earlier that the Resterol student was even made to use the complex Borrowed Name Holy Art.”

Bellrek’s strong trust, which he believes was naturally a result of Roan’s teachings!

Of course, it was true, so Roan had no intention of denying it.

And I had already thought of all sorts of excuses.

“I read the papers that the professor wrote in the past. ‘On the application and possibility of borrowed name simplification to complex holy magic: Based on clues obtained from beginner OOO’ and ‘Examination of the distinguishing aspects of Borrowed Name Holy Art of a difficult god: Visual similarity between Yorus and OOO’ were truly great achievements.”

Roan recited the title of the long paper one after another without even licking his lips.

Of course, ‘OOO’ was a blank space where black magic was censored.

Other students would not had even thought about starting from the middle, but Belleck, a true researcher, did not miss a single word.

Bellek nodded with a happy smile.

“Oh, is that so? It’s an honor. Well, if you read those papers, it makes sense that a student from Darc would stand out so much in Borrowed Name Holy Art. As expected….”

It was always a pleasure for a researcher to meet someone who understands and appreciates his or her research results.

Especially in the case of Bellrec, who was often censored due to his status as a warlock and even the smallest details.

Bellrec once again offered to shake Roan’s hand.

“I know it must have been difficult to find and read, but thank you so much.”

“I think it is a natural attitude of a leArner to have an open mind toward academics, professor.”

“Yes, I look forward to your continued support.”

“water…….”

Roan paused for a moment before answering fluidly.

In fact, it’s because Bellek was nice, but if a professor usually said to a student, ‘Please take care of me’.

‘I’m asking you to come in as a teaching assistant… … .’

In particular, it was a trap that one had to be very, very, very careful with.

Roan thought for a moment and then changed his words.

“I will always support the study of Borrowed Name Holy Art, no matter how limited my skills may be.”

“No, if you are a Darc student, you can not only cheer but also make great progress, right?”

Bellrec tilted his head as if he was surprised by Roan’s words.

‘It was a trap after all!’

Roan was astonished to see the evil nature of Bellrec, who was trying to prey on students by putting on a soft and kind face.

I guess someone was a warlock!

Wow─

Is that what you’re going to say?

False Divinity vibrated as if clicking his tongue.

“I just leArned a few tricks. It’s not enough to walk a certain distance.”

“What is that…?”

Bellek was at a loss for words.

To be honest, using the composite Borrowed Name Holy Art or Yorus Borrowed Name Holy Art as a freshman wasn’t a ‘get’.

But for now, testing.

Bellec nodded and left the booth.

“Anyway, I understand. Think about it carefully… It seems like my daughter was rude yesterDay, so please be nice to her too.”

If this too was a trap, it had a strong smell of a trap.

However, for the sake of the professor’s reputation, I felt like I had to endure this much.

“Yes. I already forgot about it.”

Bellrek looked at Roan with meaningful eyes, then nodded and walked out of the booth.

‘What a great student and vessel he is.’

Although I had heard this from other professors here and there, I was impressed by the fact that he had no hesitation in sharing his superior knowledge.

Aren’t humans stingy animals even when it came to sharing things that were of no use to them?

Bellrek, a warlock, knew this trait especially well.

Moreover, even though he was a descendant of the Dark family, he naturally forgives his daughter.

It was truly a distribution worthy of a true holy noble.

… … Of course, if I found out that Roan was a fellow warlock, my thoughts might change a little.

anyway.

‘But wait a minute.’

While trying to look around another booth again, Bellek suddenly felt a doubt.

‘Those papers must have been censored even in the Imperial Palace and put into a secret archive. How did they get read?’

Roan spoke so naturally that I hadn’t even thought about it, but it was actually strange that he even knew those papers!

‘Maybe it’s because I’ve lived in the Holy Emperor’s Palace for so long… … Well, if I lived for ten years, I would have entered the secret library at least once.’

Even in such a situation, Bellec felt good that Roan had chosen to read his Borrowed Name Holy Art thesis.

Earlier, he turned down the offer to come under his command, but that must had been an expresSion of humility!

… … For now, Bellec decided to think so.

* * *

After all the paper tests were over.

“Thank you all for your hard work. Enjoy your lunch, and if you have any questions, please come to the lab at any time.”

─ Yes, Professor!

─ I will definitely come visit you!

The students responded loudly to Bellek’s greeting.

‘Is it true to say that priest candidates always visit the warlock’s room?’

Roan felt a strange sense of irony in that sight.

Well, if the psychological distance between clerics and warlocks was reduced, it would be a welcome thing for him.

“Clog, cologne! Cough, cologne!”

─ Professor, I think we should treat your daughter first… … .

“Oh, thank you for your concern. I will.”

It was the same to worry about a warlock who seemed to be about to collapse.

The students who finished class dispersed in groups of threes and fives.

“Roan, what are you having for lunch toDay?”

Demona asked Roan straight away.

Roan answered with great regret.

“I guess I’ll have to eat separately toDay too.”

“What?! You’re bullying me!”

“““……?”””

Not only Roan but also other friends wondered what they heard.

Hector scolded Demona as if he was the stupidest person in the world.

“Roan didn’t mean for you to eat alone, he said he would eat separately, Ethan.”

Then Demona suddenly got angry.

“You crazy fanatic! Whether I eat alone or Roan eats alone, aren’t they both outcasts? Even if they do the same thing, one is an outcast and the other is not?”

I couldn’t had imagined it, but it’s strangely true!

“Well, that’s not what I’m saying…”

Hector shrugged his shoulders and stepped back without realizing it.

Sion asked Roan instead.

“Who are you eating with toDay?”

Roan calmly pointed to one side of the auditorium.

“Cough! Roan decided to eat with me… ugh… together. Cough!”

There was Lucia wearing a crow mask.

“““What?!?!?!!!”””

My friends were astonished by the unexpected identity.

They say you only become friends through fighting when you’re young, but I never thought Roan would become friends with a warlock!

Hector shouted at Roan as if to tell him not to talk nonsense.

“Roan, you too… are you saying you eat alone with a girl?!”

I don’t know why, but I felt very betrayed.

The friends narrowed their eyes and glared at Hector, saying one thing at a time.

“What do you mean, Hector?”

“So, Roan, do you think it’s you?”

“gibberish…….”

“Riel tells me to tell you nonsense, fanatic?”

“Don’t lie, Ethan!”

“It’s true.”

“Wow!”

Hector stumbled backwards, clutching his chest.

Roan told his friends not to be mistaken.

“He said he had something to ask me. So I decided to set aside some time for lunch.”

“Well, I see….”

Sion nodded for now.

It certainly didn’t seem like his identity was out of the ordinary, as he was making inquiries about people around him earlier.

For that reason, I was very concerned about Lucia approaching Roan.

Sion walked closer to Roan and spoke in a voice that Lucia could not hear.

“Lucia… I think you should be careful, Roan.”

“?”

Roan looked at Sion, his eyes slightly wide.

Sion nodded with a stern expresSion.

Roan said hesitantly.

“You shouldn’t make such concluSions and be suspicious just because you are a warlock, Sion. Especially if you are a candidate for a saint who will embrace and lead the entire empire.”

“…….”

Sion’s face turned a little red at Roan’s words.

‘Who, what are you looking at?’

If you’re a warlock, you’re treated like an ordinary imperial citizen with suspicion!

“That’s not what I said!”

“then?”

“…Anyway! Be careful!”

Sion’s face turned red, he turned around, stepped hard, and left the auditorium.

“Sion! Come with me! Roan, see you later~”

“Yeah, I’ll see you in history class. Ah.”

Roan briefly called out to Rafia, who was trying to follow Sion.

“Huh? Why?”

“When you come, buy a digging shovel from the commercial district. The one from Zico.”

“shovel?”

“okay.”

“Why, Roan, can’t you dig it all up?”

“Hey, that’s not what I said, Roan!”

Rafia threw up her hand at Demona’s suddenly interrupted pathetic sound.

Roan said, glaring at Demona with a cold expresSion.

“Then you don’t buy it.”

“I’ll buy it, I’ll buy it….”

“Ugh, hurry up and catch up!”

Demona was dragged out, being held by one shoulder each by Rafia and Riel.

“Hahaha! Ethan, being dragged away by one arm by the paladins, this is your end!”

Hector laughed cheerfully as if he was happy when Demona was defeated.

Although Sion looked very suspicious, he followed his friends outside.

Roan shook his head and walked over to Lucia.

“Then let’s go now.”

“Cough! Yes, that’s right….”

Lucia nodded gently.

“You two are going to eat together?”

Bellec looked at the two people with very complicated eyes.

For some reason, I feel sad, at the same time happy, and at the same time worried.

Roan knew very well when that look came out.

‘My daughter’s life is important.’

Any father would be worried if Roan and his warlock daughter ate together… … .

Wow─

Well, I don’t think that’s the case.