Chapter 4: The Lost Agent
Translated by Xean
Edited by Travistann
Royal Builders Academy, day of the entrance ceremony.
While walking the castle town’s town’s stone pavement, I reached into my pocket and took out a bundle of thin, paper shaped strips held together by a clasp.
This was a magic tool called “communication paper”.
The paper comes in pairs, and when another person holds the other one, the two can communicate anytime and anywhere through the paper. I pulled out a communication paper that is connected to Chris and poured magic power into the center of it.
A communication would be established by just calling the name of the person you want to talk to.
“Something terrible happened.”
The connection was established properly, but Chris was silent on the other end.
I went straight to the point and told her the situation.
“Hey! We just had an emotional parting!”
We indeed had an emotional parting, but this was not the time to talk about it.
“I’m going to be late for my first day. What should I do?”
“What do you expect me to do? Where are you now?”
“I don’t know. I’m somewhat heading towards the nobles area.”
While looking around, I added.
“I’ve been walking around the castle town, and there’s a signboard, so I followed it, but… the place I arrived at was a large mansion. It’s a white, luxurious mansion that is uselessly extravagant. It’s probably the residence of a duke or a royal family, but there’s no school building in the vicinity. Was the signboard wrong?”
While explaining the situation, I looked at the massive mansion in front of me.
It’s a facility that was comparable to the symbolic castle of the kingdom. The white exterior walls were elaborately and artistically decorated, and a colossal clock hung in the center. Surrounded by a beautiful lawn garden, it was a unique space that seemed to be completed by itself in the royal capital.
A little too extravagant.
This was probably the villa of dukes and royals and not their primary residence. It made me question the use of money to build such an estate that is rarely used.
“No, you are not lost.”
Chris, however, said something unexpected.
“Because that’s the Royal Builder’s Academy.”
I took a long time to digest her words slowly.
“This is ?”
I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
“… too big”.
I could only whisper such thoughts.
The paper snapped. Chris must’ve cut off the communication.
I looked at the building in front of me again.
I’ve never attended the academy before, but I’ve seen study halls in other countries and territories as a part of my job. But this one right in front of me is on a different scale.
The Royal Builder’s Academy. The largest school in the kingdom and also the place where the late valiant Theon Bale grew up. It was an institution full of history and tradition, worthy of being called a prestigious institution. The fact that it looks brand new despite its long history is proof of how much money was invested.
“It’s so big that I have no idea where to go.”
First of all, let’s go through the gate and into the compound.
I remembered the day Chris explained to me about the disbanding of the institution.
— There’s no exam for the regular courses.
In the end, my intentions didn’t change from that time.
Along with the letter of acceptance, the materials of the school arrived at my home. From the reading materials, the hero department looks like a pretty exciting place. However, the regular course is better suited to my goal of living an ordinary life.
— It’s a good idea to learn useful skills for a peaceful society.
This reminded me of the regular course concept described in the school’s documents.
Now that the demon king has been defeated, the world would be at peace — probably not.
The world will never be genuinely peaceful as the conflict was unlikely to be removed entirely.
Peace and conflict come in waves of an alternation. For some are troubled by war, and some are concerned by peace. So the world cannot be tilted to one side or the other. The closer we are to peace, the stronger the calls for conflict. And vice versa.
Should I go where people are gathered?
As I approached the school building, I could see many boys and girls were gathered in one place. Someone who looked like an employee of the school shouted, “Please get inline”.
“Do you wish to enter the academy?”
Suddenly, I was approached from the side.
There stood a large, muscular man, massive in stature. He’s not the same age as me. This man was probably a teacher at the school too.
“Okay. Line up right there. You’ll be briefed shortly.”
I said thank you to the man who guided me.
I did as I was told and got in line.
As I waited for a while, a beautiful woman appeared in front of us.
She had fiery red hair. She was wearing a very revealing armor like a knight when dressed lightly, but even so, the slightest hint of her body shows that she’s in excellent proportions. Her nose is high, and her eyes are sharp. She must be a strong-willed woman. She has a sword at her hip.
“Good evening, gentlemen! I’m Farnes-Evans, a teacher here at the Royal Builders’ School!”
The name didn’t sound familiar to me.
She was dignified despite her youthfulness. I thought she was a woman who made great strides in the last war, but she probably wasn’t in it since I didn’t know her.
“Royal Builders Academy is a venerable and prestigious school, and we pride ourselves on the quality of our students. I was honestly concerned that the students’ quality would drop because of the expanded admission quota this year, but… …. looks like the concern was not necessary. It’s a school that produced some of the bravest people in the world. Naturally, everyone’s spirits are heightened.”
There were many other boys and girls around me, as well. I had expected a rush of applicants due to the “hero effect,” but apparently, many thought that since this academy produced that hero, they wouldn’t be able to enter with a half-hearted heart. As a result, this year’s new students are going to be even more diverse than usual.
However, I was a member of the regular course, so hero course students didn’t matter.
It was fine as long as I could live a normal life.
“We’re wasting time. Let’s end this greeting for now.”
The greeting was over sooner than I imagined.
According to the handout, the regular students would head to the classroom after this and wait until the hero department’s exam was over. When all the students have gathered, the homeroom teacher will instruct us to do a short presentation on personnel affairs, and then we will be dismissed.
From now on, my first school life will begin.
I shivered. I was nervous. I’ve run through brutal battlefields so far, but I did not expect to be so nervous that my arms and legs trembled in a place like this. I couldn’t help but laugh.
The abilities I had cultivated as a soldier in the institution were no longer necessary.
The art of killing. Plotting for deception. I don’t need any of those things.
I just want to be a regular ordinary student. That’s what I want to do.
“And now the Royal Builders Academy Hero’s Entrance Test ・・・・・・・・ begins.”
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