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Cleio Asser, who registered property at seventeen (1) “No, even without using magic you’re not going to run away….” “Ah, you’re messing up my magic formula, so stay still, will you. ” formula lit up the room, enveloping Cleio and Dione. Behemoth absently watched the magic circle, scratching his belly with his back leg. “Eooooong, nyaek (They’re making a scene as if they’re debating national affairs or something).” Within the magic barrier, Dione shouted with a big,…
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The Opera House Murder Case (1) Aslan was cold and cruel by nature, but he was by no means the type of pleasure killer. Even now, after meeting him in person, that impression hadn’t changed. ‘Judging by his actions during the war in the previous draft, he certainly regarded human life as trivial and didn’t hesitate to be brutal.’ But that was behavior stemming from twisted beliefs, and there was never a single line describing him as someone who derived pleasure from killing…
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Final Exam (3) Dione and Cleio were only able to meet after lunch. Having attended the banquet for distinguished guests, it seemed she had finished her own socializing. The whining Behemoth left a compliment to Cleio, saying, ‘That was quite a show, as far as shows go,’ and went off for the afternoon’s territory inspection. The two settled in the practice room at the very end of the third floor of the lecture building, where the radiator was broken. It was a practice room that few…
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Cleio, pinching his nose with the back of his hand, nodded desperately. Ssshhh― As if he had used a grand series of spells, the aether contained in his vessel drained all at once. Blood, more than he could handle with the back of his hand, soaked through the sleeve of his left hand. Giving up on stopping the bleeding, Cleio grabbed his pen again. Through “Appropriateness Judgment,” he looked over the dozens of sheets he had written and discarded up to now. Each meaningless segment,…
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Although it was only for a short time, the atmosphere of the Tristain Order of Knights was free, and the hierarchy also seemed quite relaxed. Being at Albion’s northernmost edge, far from the capital, most of the knights were locally trained. Those conditions fostered close bonds among the members, creating a unique spirit in the Tristain Order. ‘Of course, vague resentment from regular knights who don’t know the political situation well can be dispelled by spending time together, but a…
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Amphitheater (1) "You’re acting like you’re totally in love. Huh? Even a single word feels too precious to say, right?" "I let it slide last time because I was distracted, but where did you learn such baseless, wild accusations? You’re quite the expert." "Baseless? This is the result of careful observation, you know? I’ve suspected for a while, but I think you’re into older women. You might have a shot with Lady Dione since you’re five years apart, but with Archbishop Historia the age…
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Place of Friendship (3) Feeling like he was the only one who didn’t understand what was going on, Cleio quietly asked Isiel, who was a seat away. "Gilad Eclipse?" "…Last year, he was the student who left that strange magical formula in a remote corner—the one I wrongly suspected was your doing, Cleio. I’m sorry for accusing you so abruptly back then." Isiel’s earlobes turned faintly red. He seemed to regret having pressured Cleio, thinking he was up to some scheme. Cleio also felt a…
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Opera Theater Murder Case (3) “Anyway, adolescence is a good thing. You’re taller now and clothes look better on you than before. I know you live thinking of nothing but money, but I also like how your eyes make you look sentimental. You’re looking more and more like Baron Asser, so it’s worth polishing you up.” “I know that you have a somewhat improper interest in my father, Lady, but do you really need to say that to his son?” “Improper? Improper? I simply love handsome men with…
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Amid the dizziness, Cleio, clinging to “Perception,” sensed the footsteps of dozens running down the corridor. The clatter of guns and swords, heavy footsteps. They weren’t knights. “The police are about to break in!” “Damn! Just when we were getting somewhere!” The red-eyed assassins, the crimson aether, their suspicious connection with Prince Aslan—none of this would be resolved if left to the police. Fran’s face twisted as he looked back and forth between the entrance to…
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Against the Darkness (1) The snow stopped in the afternoon. Instead of running outside, the vice-captain and the knights gathered in the drawing room. Bakura, the old man, was standing by the window, and everyone was listening to his words. He wet his fingertip with saliva, stuck it out the window and waved it around for a while, then picked up a snowflake piled on the storm window, and finally nodded. "It won’t snow for at least a week now. Go clear the snow." "Thank you, sir." "Well,…
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He stopped in front of the collapsed Arthur and Kleio. The two boys looked like castaways stranded in the cold. Arthur had tried to save his precious companion Kleio, and Kleio in turn wished for the world Arthur sustained to be safe. "Having someone you would save even at the cost of your own life makes a person both strong and weak." The crown prince bent slightly toward the boys, as if examining something strange. "You completed the double-cast perfectly, so I owe you an answer." Even as…
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The format of the message announcing the details of the 'Unique Skill' was familiar, but the content was quite different. What happened afterward was even more so. Bracing himself for the distortion that never became easier no matter how many times he experienced it, Kleio hunched his body. But the collapse and reconstitution of the world did not occur. Instead, the surroundings flickered once, as if a page had turned. Dong—dong— The bell for two o'clock rang. 'Time hasn't been turned…
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What Will You Do Gehaim’s body, once his breath completely ceased, crumbled away without even leaving bones, like a beast’s corpse, and scattered as red dust. Only the bloodstains left on Cleio’s knees and hands seemed to prove Gehaim had ever existed. The three boys were silent for a moment. Behind his glasses, Fran’s gray eyes burned fiercely. “What more do you know about this? You’d better explain it properly.” Cleio, whose aether was worn down to the limit and who looked…
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1891 (1) ‘Right, even if I become the one who shakes the protagonist’s mentality, getting entangled in the narrative is still getting entangled. Damn it.’ Arthur used to say, referring to Melchior, ‘That person has about a hundred ways to achieve his will even without using his skill,’ and it was true. Soon, the murderous intent lingering in Arthur’s eyes vanished as if washed away. Arthur himself knew better than Kleio that this was a cheap trick. He’d seen it all his…
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Tristain Order of Knights (3) Just because one was caught didn't mean they couldn't make excuses, of course. "Uh, well… it's a bit hard to say. Right before I came here, my brother stopped by the capital, you know? At that time, I happened to see some documents from the investigation department of his company that he brought. If this gets out, my brother will probably hate it, so please just pretend you don't know anything." They were the kind of Aser family members who didn't usually keep in…
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Divinely Bestowed Kingship (1) All the luggage that everyone had helped carry in was left just as it was in the bedroom. The long box was at the very bottom. ‘Looks like the kids stacked things like this.’ “Arthur. See the longest box over there? On the floor.” “Yeah.” “Take that out for me.” “You called me over with so much meaning just to make me work….” “I’ll do it.” “No, Isiel. Just stay put.” Arthur knelt and easily moved the luggage aside,…
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North of the Mountain Range (1) Kleio just smiled. As long as there was no proven way to discern souls, until then, he was Gideon Asser’s second son. “It’s surprising to have my very existence as your younger brother denied just because of some memory issues. As you say, I am Father’s child and your brother.” “Younger brother, you say. Do you even consider me family by blood? You don’t remember anything about me. Yet you brazenly swept through the Capital Merchants’ Guild’s…
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In any case, thanks to attending the banquet, I had learned the improved functions of Promise that came with increased narrative intervention. I learned that the terrifying crown prince was not omnipotent. I got a general sense of the opinions of the capital’s upper class. Meanwhile, Behemoth and the two pairs of twins were focusing on demolishing the course meal. Apparently satisfied with the food, Behemoth—who would get noisy if fed anything he disliked—didn’t let out a single…
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"What?" Isiel quickly explained the situation. After repeatedly failing to conquer the ‘Remembered World,’ Aslan lost his temper tonight and suddenly summoned Arthur, who had been sleeping peacefully, to vent his anger. He said things like, let’s see how great your martial prowess really is, or maybe if you conquer the ‘Remembered World’ and return, I’ll acknowledge a lowborn monster like you as my brother. When Arthur didn’t cave in to any insult, Aslan eventually began to…
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They didn’t even look alike down to their toes. ‘Damn, why does the story jump around like that!’ Suppressing his dizziness, Cleio barely managed to sit up. After bowing his head in gratitude to Isiel who had tended to him, he turned on 「Perception」 again. He examined Arthur closely with a completely new feeling. He thought he only needed to watch out for the 1st and 2nd princes, but even the protagonist, who was supposed to be righteous, had a dog-like twist. “Say that again,…
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