Chapter 6

Chapter 6

—This crazy school! Who on earth came up with this absurd idea?

One of the freshmen burst into anger while looking up at the cliff.

‘The Holy Spirit you guys respect so much.’

Roan was curious about how that guy would react if he knew that fact, but he didn’t bother to tell him.

What’s good is good, right?

“Move aside.”

Tuk—

Roan said as he squeezed through the freshmen blocking the front of the cliff.

As their shoulders were unexpectedly pushed, complaints arose here and there.

—Who is it? Who the hell dares……

However, Roan did not give them time to finish their complaints.

‘In the first place, if you can use holy power, a cliff of this level is not even an obstacle.’

The proof was that it could be skipped later.

Roan pushed plenty of black mana instead of holy power into his hands and feet.

It wasn’t any noteworthy magic, but even that much was enough for reinforcement to climb the cliff.

Hwaak—

And False Divinity faithfully changed the appearance of the black mana into holy power.

A brilliant light, the proof of holy power, emitted from Roan’s hands and feet.

—Uh, u-uh?

—Look at that!

Naturally, from the perspective of the freshmen, it would be a shocking sight.

Since even the few students who had climbed the cliff beforehand wouldn’t have emitted such a strong light.

Cheok, cheok—

Roan started to climb the cliff without hesitation, without even looking back.

‘It would have been nice if it were proper reinforcement magic, but.’

As expected, it wasn’t even that difficult.

—Look at him, he’s already using holy power like that? Where did he come from?

—Hey, hey, ‘him’ to a senior?

—Ah, is that so?

Seeing Roan’s natural climb, several students seemed to have mistaken him for a senior.

—Isn’t he that guy? Darc or something?

—What? It seems so, but…… how already?

Soon, the students who recognized his characteristic ash-colored hair guessed his identity, but.

By then, Roan had already reached around the middle of the cliff.

***

The edge of the cliff, dizzying just to look at.

Tak—

A hand emitting a bright light was placed there.

‘Truly, God & Devil is a trash game!’

It was Roan.

Climbing a thirty-meter cliff just to enter the dormitory, he couldn’t help but curse.

Fortunately, Roan could use mana, but more than half of the freshmen were still struggling down below.

Although he attracted a bit of attention because he crossed the cliff too naturally and fast enough that others could barely recognize him.

‘Still, it’s best to disappear from their eyes as quickly as possible.’

Just by moving away from those annoying freshmen, Roan’s heart felt as if it would find some stability.

However, contrary to Roan’s wishes.

Murmur, murmur—

‘Huh?’

Even on top of the cliff, an unusual atmosphere arose around Roan, who had climbed up with difficulty.

At first, he wondered if something had happened in the dormitory, but it was unusual that the current students were all glancing this way as they passed.

—A freshman?

—He climbed up quite fast? Impressive.

—Ah, he is that guy from the admission ceremony!

But soon, Roan understood the situation.

‘Or is it? Is it ordinary?’

Not only did he arrive in the Holy Palace’s eight-horse carriage…… anyway, since the student who received all that spotlight had climbed up to the dormitory far earlier than the other freshmen, he was bound to draw attention.

Roan tried hard to ignore the students, dusting off his clothes, and attempted to walk to the dormitory.

—Him, did you hear?

—Huh? You mean the admission ceremony?

—No, apparently he made Lord Geode cry at Willow Square.

—Gasp! Lord Geode?

Pajik—

But after walking just a few steps and learning the more detailed truth.

‘Geode, just let me see you.’

He had no choice but to burn with hostility toward the blameless Geode.

—Just what kind of words did he say……

—Look at that face.

Hey, attacking someone’s looks is playing dirty!

Roan couldn’t hold back and glared at the student pointing fingers at him.

And indeed, he was such a handsome boy that it would be strange for him to have his looks criticized anywhere.

Although he looked a bit gloomy, dangerous, and scary.

Besides, does it make sense that a holy knight who slaughters black mages cries while dealing with a freshman?

—Hieek! He’s looking here!

—Hey, go fast, go fast……!

The students in the direction of Roan’s gaze were startled and hurriedly left.

At Acherandir, school years are distinguished by the highlights on the uniforms.

For example, yellow was the first year to which Roan belonged.

Their red highlights belonged to the second years.

Seeing that the rumors about Geode had already reached the dormitory, it seemed spreading the story of ‘Roan who glared at his senior as if to kill’ in an instant wouldn’t be a problem either.

‘If it’s the Holy Empire, shouldn’t the people be a bit kind?’

After all, isn’t it a religion believing in Hiloa, whose main teachings are love and tolerance?

Of course, they say the Holy Empire is also a place where humans live, but…….

‘The problem is that it is too much of a place where humans live.’

Roan let out a shallow sigh and entered the right side of Panroa Hall, the boys’ wing.

“Freshman? Quite fast.”

The holy knight guarding the entrance welcomed Roan with slightly surprised eyes.

Sure enough, it seemed not many students had climbed up yet.

“Yes, thank you.”

Roan, in a tired state of mind, wanted to quickly find out his room.

However, the holy knight examining Roan’s face was startled and made a fuss.

“Oh! Now that I look closely, aren’t you Lord Roan Darc! I’ve heard all about the event at the admission ceremony! They say you displayed holy power without baptism for the first time in 125 years? It is truly Lord Hiloa’s……”

The holy knight’s booming voice was more than enough to fill the wide lobby of the dormitory.

Roan did not react at all.

Since the guy was a holy knight in the first place, he hadn’t expected anything.

“Ahem. Anyway, I heard you were stopping by the headmaster’s room, but you’re incredibly fast. I am Gawed Pantua, the guardian knight of Panroa Hall. I look forward to working with you!”

“……Yes. I also look forward to working with you.”

Roan weakly accepted the handshake Gawed offered.

“Hahaha! Cheer up, young man. No, is it a genius’s struggle or something like that?”

“More importantly, could I know where my room is?”

“Ah, look at my mind. Wait a moment, please.”

Gawed rummaged through the register he was holding.

Even at that moment, the students passing around them left comments.

—Did you hear? Knight Gawed said he looks forward to working with him.

—It’s my first time seeing him say that to a student…….

No, did he have some kind of attention-attracting pheromone on his body?

Roan wanted to smell his own body right this second.

But for now, instinctively glaring at them was the priority.

—Hieek!

—Hey, don’t be scared, go fast!

“…….”

The seniors disappearing with quick steps once again.

“Ah, Lord Darc. Your room has been changed.”

“Yes?”

Roan tilted his head.

He had just entered; why would his room be changed?

Then suddenly, a thought struck him.

“Could it be the headmaster……?”

“Oh, did he give you a hint beforehand?”

“……That is not the case, though.”

“Looking at the list, it seems the headmaster is paying special attention to you, but you must always refine yourself without being conceited. Go up to the McGodal Room! It’s the fourth floor.”

Gawed pointed out Roan’s room with a warm smile.

‘McGodal?’

Even if he was an archbishop, they named a Holy Academy dormitory room after a former black mage?

It was a bit suspicious, but he let it go for now.

Roan bowed his head and climbed the stairs, wanting to escape this spot quickly.

‘Still, once I enter the room, I can rest quietly.’

Acherandir’s dormitories were four people to a room.

A room was used by attaching one senior playing the role of mentor and three juniors.

However, since it was structured with four rooms attached to a single living room, private rooms were virtually provided.

In other words, once entering the private room, he would finally be alone.

Thus, he arrived on the fourth floor.

“McGodal…… McGodal……. Here it is.”

Roan arrived in front of the McGodal Room Gawed had pointed out.

As today’s events flashed by like a panorama, he felt on the verge of tears just by arriving at a room where he could rest.

Click—

When he opened the door with such a moved heart.

“To say you want to learn black magic, if you are a heretic, you will not escape my axe.”

“Hmph. Who called me a heretic? I just said I want to learn about black magic.”

“That is exactly what a heretic is!”

At the dizzying conversation heard as soon as the door opened, Roan closed the door again casually.

‘I entered the wrong room.’

However, unfortunately, that dispute was clearly taking place inside the McGodal Room.

‘Or is it a dream? Since I’m too tired, it could really be a dream.’

It was certain.

What would be the probability that while many freshmen were still below the cliff, two had climbed up to his room first and were talking about black magic?

Roan looked around and pinched his cheek hard.

He thought it would be nice if, when waking up, he returned to the moment he achieved the all-clear on God & Devil.

Special bonus update? New character?

He wouldn’t cast a single glance.

Grip—

‘Mmh. It wasn’t.’

Of course, no such thing happened.

His slightly reddened cheek hurt quite a bit.

Roan let out a small sigh and opened the door again.

Jeobeok—

Once he properly stepped inside the room, the gazes of the two who were babbling crazy talk earlier turned toward Roan.

And they asked simultaneously.

“What do you think of black magic?”

“What do you think of black magic?”

Looking at their faces, he understood a tiny bit why they had climbed the cliff early, but even so, Roan’s anger did not vanish.

‘Why are these bastards looking for black magic at the Holy Academy?’

If they were going to do that, they should go to that mountain and live harmoniously with the black mages.

However, it was not something Roan, who possessed a black magic talent stat of 100 and had finished awakening, should say.

Roan intended to roughly shut the mouths of the two fellows.

“My family was destroyed by black mages.”

“…….”

“…….”

The effect was tremendous.

One fellow, with a slender build, impressive blonde hair, and a white face, was Demona Wycronon.

Wycronon, along with Harden’s family Quilior, was currently one of the three major families, the top prestigious family of the Empire.

They had produced countless Popes and Holy Emperors in the Empire’s history.

Yet, that descendant of the family, Demona,

‘was a crazy seed who wanted to learn black magic fervently.’

Although it wasn’t that he genuinely desired black magic, but rather the logic that black magic was also necessary to learn holy magic.

Even so, the fact that he was a crazy bastard did not change.

On the other hand, a fellow with a stone-hard impression, deep red hair reminiscent of blood or wine, and a robust build was Hector Pavilto.

The Pavilto family was also quite well-known, though not to be compared with Wycronon.

Toward fanaticism and heresy inquisitions…….

And Hector, who faithfully inherited that blood, was the type to present an axe and killing holy spells instead of conversation and communication when it came to black magic.

‘That one is a crazy seed in a crazy family.’

A neck-and-neck situation where neither side could be said to be better.

It was wise to just avoid this spot.

‘Anyway, the craziest one is the headmaster who put those two in the same room.’

Shoving a black magic aspirant, the bloodline of a heresy inquisitor, and a real black mage into a room named McGodal?

As if intending to sort the trash.

At this point, they couldn’t complain even if holy knights broke down the door one night and dragged a few away.

“I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry.”

The two made eye contact and bowed their heads, apologizing.

‘Surprisingly, they can be reasoned with.’

Or do they have decent wits?

‘Though fellows who bring up black magic in the middle of the Holy Academy wouldn’t have that.’

“It’s fine. I’m tired, so I’ll go to my room—”

In any case, Roan felt like thanking them just for not bringing up the admission ceremony.

“If you were destroyed by heretics, you would surely hate black magic even more than me, I thought wrong—”

“Since you were struck by black mages, you would want to study it more, I misunderstood—”

No, there was no gratitude.

Demona and Hector, who had interpreted it however they pleased, rushed at each other like fire once again.

“Do not defile Darc’s honor, heretic!”

“You are the one who shouldn’t ignore Darc’s desire for revenge, fanatic!”

Roan seriously contemplated whether it would be better for those two to fuss over the admission ceremony like others,

or to keep standing next to him babbling talk like black magic.

“Whose words do you think are correct?”

“Who is right?”

“…….”

Rather, knocking those two out might be faster…….

Roan held his aching head and glared at the two.

Demona and Hector flinched momentarily at that gaze, but soon focused with expectation.

“Surely my family was destroyed by black mages, so I hate black magic more than anyone.”

“See!”

“……However, on the other hand, I have no intention of denying the existence of black magic in this world. Destruction is merely an unfortunate incident. Black magic, too, must have a reason Hiloa left it in the world.”

“Precisely!”

Kreeak—

At that moment, the door opened.

Roan, Hector, and Demona turned their heads toward the door at the same time.

“Hello, guys? I am the one who will act as your mentor for a year……”

Panroa Hall was four people to a room.

Since three freshmen had already arrived, the only one left was the senior.

Although he had long given up expectations of the people of Acherandir.

‘Please let the senior at least be a normal person.’

Roan prayed earnestly.

Meanwhile, Hector and Demona rushed at the senior’s silhouette as soon as it appeared.

“What do you think of black magic, Senior?”

“What do you think of it?”

“Uh…… huh?”

The goat beastman, who had brown hair grown long to about his shoulders, looked considerably troubled by the question he had never imagined hearing at Acherandir…….

‘No, wait a minute.’

Roan narrowed his eyes momentarily and examined the senior’s appearance.

He examined him twice, then thrice.

But no matter how he looked at it, he was indeed the character he knew.

He, who didn’t show much beastman traits and had a simple human face except for small horns and goat eyes,

‘This crazy headmaster…….’

The second-year Beanin Atomas.

was a spy of the black mages.