Blake looked at Liche.
He didn’t know Liche would step forward, but it seemed like she had something to do.
Blake decided to silently observe the situation.
Liche asked Professor Rumble,
“Is the reason you’re worried that I can’t use magic properly?”
“…Yes.”
“Then let the professor judge directly. Other than Ian Dwayne’s ability.”
What is she trying to do?
In everyone’s gaze, Liche took something out of the bag she brought.
“This is…”
A beaker, a pebble, and a crystal.
These were the practice tools from the first day of magic class.
“I’ve been practicing all this time.”
“Triarche student!”
As Liche lifted the crystal and pebble in each hand, Professor Rumble urgently shouted.
But without a chance to stop her, Liche memorized the spell. And water poured out of the beaker.
Seeing that, Professor Rumble and the magic professors inwardly marveled.
The surprising thing wasn’t that Triarche Roadwick cast magic skillfully.
‘1 second?’
The casting time was only 1 second, given the inherently long nature of magic. Even if you spoke the shortest spell as fast as possible, it usually took 7 seconds for a magic spell.
‘What!’
‘With such a short spell!’
The eyes of the magic professors, caught up in the enthusiasm for research, turned to Liche.
They seemed eager to rush over and hear an explanation of what had just happened. Liche gently squeezed the cushion on the sofa.
“Um, we need to call Student Rovenhalf! Right now!”
At that moment, Professor Rumble, who had witnessed Liche’s magic up close in the training ground, shouted.
Her magic doesn’t work on Triarche Roadwick.
The beaker, which had filled with water last time, seemed quiet, but this time, it appeared to explode as the water reversed and poured out.
Glancing alternately at the beaker and Professor Rumble, the dean asked her,
“Like last time?”
“Water…!”
“Water?”
“…….”
“Nothing happened, did it.”
Contrary to Rumble’s concerns, the water in the beaker remained full without overflowing even after some time had passed.
Now was the chance. The dean didn’t miss it and said to Rumble,
“Professor Rumble, I don’t want to make a fuss, but this time, I think I have to. Professors should trust their students. What do you mean by worrying that the student you teach might cause an accident in the future?”
She had nothing to say. Rumble, unable to refute, admitted defeat.
“…I thought wrong.”
Liche smiled and nodded at Blake.
“Dad, I guess I can keep using magic now.”
“Sure.”
Blake praised Liche by patting her head.
“Dad, I’m sorry. I overheard the conversation you had with my brother last night….”
Before returning to the academy.
Suddenly bringing up the past conversation, Liche, who seemed to just want to be part of it due to uncomfortable feelings.
‘Was she preparing for something like this?’
Moreover, in a safe way.
A slight smile played on Blake’s lips.
Meanwhile, Liche and Ian conversed in a hushed tone.
“Everything went well.”
“Yeah. Ian set the mood nicely. Thanks to Ian.”
“I didn’t do much.”
Without Ian’s performance, if magic hadn’t succeeded from the beginning, things wouldn’t have resolved as they did now.
Professor Rumble could have argued that the success of the magic and the future were different things.
“Ian stood up against the professors, especially against Professor Rumble.”
At Liche’s words, Ian nodded.
Compared to what Liche could assist with, confronting Professor Rumble was nothing.
Ian was glad that things worked out as Liche wanted. He said with a smile, “No, it’s thanks to Liche.”
[It’s thanks to me. Be grateful. Contractor.]Python, who observed the situation in the bag, spoke to Liche.
“Well, thanks, Python.”
At that moment, a dormouse peeked its head out of Ian’s pocket.
“Click.”
At the sound, Liche looked down at the dormouse.
Black eyes staring up at her. And familiar orange-red fur.
“Zig?”
The dormouse nodded. It was Zigbert.
…Why is Zigbert coming out of Ian’s pocket?
Only then did Ian, who remembered that Zigbert was there, try to explain to Liche.
“Ah, earlier in the classroom…”
“Liche.”
Instead of a crying sound from its nostrils, the familiar voice of Zigbert called Liche.
“Run.”
“Huh?”
Kuuuuung.
The entire dean’s office began to shake with strong vibrations.
⭐️⭐️⭐️
‘Wow.’
Tiresome.
Due to boredom, Lovenhalf covered his mouth with his hand and yawned slightly.
To have Ancient Language grammar class after lunch.
This timetable was clearly designed by someone trying to test the nobility’s dignity.
‘I can’t lose to such a trick.’
He is someone. The proud heir of the Hebetzman Ducal Family.
He couldn’t lose his dignity by dozing off to the approaching sleepiness.
Lovenhalf focused his eyes and stared straight ahead.
‘Think of the professor’s face as Liche.’
The white hair is Liche’s shining silver hair.
The face is Liche’s…
Impossible. I can’t immerse myself at all.
Lovenhalf shook his head slightly. Still, thinking of Liche seemed to drive away sleep.
‘Does Derkedion not get sleepy?’
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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