A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

152 – The Gap That Cannot Be Overtaken (2)

Are pre-reversion humans and post-reversion humans the same?

I have come to the conclusion that ‘some are right and some are wrong’.

Let’s start with the latter: Noir Gibraltar.

‘The guy who’s been groping maids’ breasts and asses since he was 14 is now being touted as the next Earl of Gibraltar.

It’s a long way up.

For seven years I’ve been working hard to change noir, and the results of my efforts are showing.

‘Second-rate grades. The demeanor is polished. I owe a great deal to the fact that Wensday has been my tutor, both before and after the war.

Shadow of the Empire, Wensday 45.

One of the Imperial Shadows who entered the nursery, a multiple of nine that I decided to attach ‘directly’ to Noir.

There are six others, Monday through Sunday, but they are currently working with Viscount Menteift on the vampire hunt.

Practically dedicated to noir.

What she lacks in personal strength, she makes up for in quick wits and ability, so much so that I’ve memorized her ‘real name’.

Someday, when I kill the crown prince and it’s all over, when Noir becomes a person, I’ll give her her real name.

For Shadow, using her name means freedom as a human being.

A person can change.

If the same b*tch from before the regression is now a sincere, nice person, the kind of person that boys her age would drool over and say “oooh” at the sight of a beautiful woman walking by, I’d say she’s a different person.

The asshole who was s*xually harassing maids at 14.

The hard worker who was the de facto co-chief of the academy at 14 with a 4.4 GPA.

Are they the same person?

Not at all.

“When circumstances change, people change, but if the effects of the changed circumstances are not significant, they may appear to be the same person before or after the regression.

Again, the former.

If nothing much has happened in the time since the regression, you are the same person before or after the regression.Said the Earl of Ducastel, professor of basic military science.[Do you know anything about Edmund Ducastel?]

“I am aware.”

Mana flows from the Confidential Communication Charm.It sounds like a voice, but it’s actually an object that emits mana in a specific pattern.“Beyond that, is communication good?”

[Good. There are no problems with the conversation].

The mana-engineering device connected to my ear recognizes the wavelength, converts it to sound, and delivers the sound directly to my ear.It’s one of those things developed by Imperial Magecraft and Alchemy that Morganian intelligence is secretly working on.

[If you were to color-code him, which would you be?]

“The color of a rag that no amount of washing can remove the grime.”

It’s mostly gray with a hint of grime and dust.

[Is it recyclable?]

“Only if you’re trying to reuse a human being who’s steeped in heroism.”

[How about throwing it ‘next door’ then?]

This is basically the confidential nature of my conversation with Naria, but she’s secretly having fun with it.

“Let’s just call it the Empire.”

[…but it’s still classified].

“It’s not like anyone’s listening.”

[Can’t you do better than that?]

I can feel Naria looking at me with a sour expression.

We’re a good distance away, but I can definitely feel her gaze.

“…I’m not a human to go next door, I’m a Nostrum to the bone.”

[Though I suppose it could be done with a sir].

“Did you ever take a class and not like it?”

[I’m suggesting this because I think it’s a good excuse for him].

“Garbage?”

[Because it’s garbage.]

“…”

Naria Gionostrum.

Even though I think that’s what she was before the regression, and that people can change.

‘As usual, she’s cold.

Leader of the Revolutionary Army The version of her before she became Princess of the Exile is not going anywhere.

Cruel, calculating, and cold.

She would do whatever it took to get her way, even if it meant committing crimes she knew were wrong.

If before her regression, that goal was the revival of the kingdom, now it is the overthrow of Nostrum.

Correction.

Overthrowing the ‘Old World’.Naria Gio Nostrum’s ultimate purpose now is to change the kingdom of Nostrum based on the heroism that has been built up until now.

“Okay, but I’m going to swear at you, if you don’t mind?”

[It doesn’t hurt to be called names by scum].“If you’re so determined, let’s get moving.”I reached for the gemstone.

“I’ll wrap it up nicely and throw it next door, and you can deal with the ‘madman’ if he makes any moves.”

[Check.]

Poof.

The light vanished from the gem, the wavelength breaking.

“Huh.”

A slight, quickening of the chi.

Whereas when I dreamed through the white silver, I felt human energy being sucked out of me, now I felt like I was walking on a knife.

If I make a mistake, I could end up on the real guillotine.

As she began to make her move in the academy, the social scene began to change.

The Kingdom Lovers.

The student council.

In fact, even before the students enrolled, there was talk that Orosol Academy was the foundation for the next Naryan monarchy.

Now that they’re actually acting like it, it’s all said and done.

“What can we do?

The conclusion.

Garbage should be burned, but our queen demands that it be thrown next door, not burned in the house.

It’s up to me to pack it well.

Tingdong.

I lightly pressed the bell on the desk in the foundation chairman’s office.

Ding-dong.

“Come in.”

“Excuse me.”

A man in a suit entered with a knock.

A man who worked for the Gorge Foundation, a twenty-year-old man who had come of age in the nursery.

“Albert. Make a reservation for a meal at La Placia Restaurant. For dinner three days later.”

“Are you going to get a room with him?”

“Get her her room her her her, but don’t go with her. It’s not the place she would go on a date in the first place.”

I lightly tapped one of my ears with my index finger.

“I understand. It’s official duty.”

Albert looked quickly to his left and right, and then fiddled with his collar with his index and middle fingers.

It’s a meaningless signal.

Interpreting such a general gesture as ‘there are still listening ears’ or ‘there is another employee at the end of the hallway behind the open door’ is an overinterpretation and a suspicion bordering on psychosis.

“I will go and tell you in person.”

“Yes. Oh, and… “

Depending on the personality of the person inviting.

“Mine is medium well done, and the other person’s is bloody rare.”

* * *

Three days later, Restaurant La Placia.

“When ordering a steak, do you decide how to grill it without asking the other person?”

“You only eat rare.”

“I am also a woman who knows how to eat well.”

Vice-Chancellor Bathory Erzsebet, who received my invitation, raised a knife with a tired face.

“Still, I won’t decline. It’s rude to ask for it to be cooked again.”

“Don’t you think it is a legitimate consumer right?”

“That’s fine in the Empire, but if you do that in Nostrum, the chef will spit on the steak, right?”

“If you engage in such unhygienic behavior, the store should close. At least in Orosol.”

“Oh my. You mean that can happen in places other than Orosol?”

“If you’re going to eat, do it in Gibraltar.”

“…If you answer like that, you’ll know it’s true. I.”

Vice Dean Bathory lightly took a bite of the steak, the blood flowing like sauce.

“So what is the dragon ship you called for? What are you going to do during vacation? Are you going to take classes during the summer semester?”

“I would like to ask the Vice President’s opinion on the agenda for the recent faculty meeting.”

“…”

“Didn’t the Vice President accept my invitation because he was frustrated? He refused to eat with other professors.”

“I just came here because I didn’t want middle-aged professors in their 40s, who thought they were young, to ask me to pour them a drink while making a fuss.”

“…Is there someone who does that to the vice president?”

“Yes.”

“…”

Whether it’s an empire or a kingdom, it’s common for old men to do such things to young beautiful women.

“If you stumble over diplomatic issues, I will support you.”

“I was already thinking about consulting about it, but I’m glad that the chairman gave me this support.”

However, there is clearly a problem in saying ‘Lady, pour me a drink’ to the vice dean.

“I know they did it on purpose. Whether it’s the vice-dean or something, they’re trying to swindle the imperial people in some way. Whether it’s someone who ordered them to do it or they’re just that type of person, it’s probably half shady and half political.”

“I only hope that the political intention is higher. Still, as a fellow Nostrum person, this is an extremely shameful act.”

“What? The Nostrum-style insults already started from the first day I came in as vice dean.”

“…”

There seems to be a subtle pressure toward Professor Empire from places I don’t know or can’t hear about.

“You may not know this because the Chairman has always been with Granddaughter Hwang, but there were many problems with Imperial students throughout the first semester, right?”

“I know about the problem with international students. Astasia heard about it, and she also told me about it.”

“Oh my, do we talk about things like that when we’re together?”

“She feels burdened by me stepping forward, but she knows and tells me to stay.”

In fact, it is close to what we found out through employees and spies planted here and there.

“The psychological barrier between academy students and international students has been torn down a bit. Imperial international students working in the student council…”

“Blonde.”

“Yes. That blonde friend, as well as other international students, are trying to become friends with the academy students.”

“…”

Bathory swallows wine with a meaningful smile.

Perhaps there was something behind it that said, ‘It’s all done by spies trying to catch people.’

He is the shadow young man from No. 202 who secretly becomes friendly with a baron’s daughter who admires the bad man of the empire.

She is the Shadow Woman No. 302, who often encounters a naive young man, a late writer, in the library and builds his affection for him by talking to him about topics he does not like.

In the case of Room 201, Blonde, she is leading by example by working in the student council as Naria’s right-hand woman.

“Do you know what? If I were to choose the person who is least friendly with students in the kingdom among the students studying abroad in the empire, the granddaughter of Astasia would be first.”

“Her her her her her one her her her is enough for her.”

“Gray Gibraltar?”

“Even if you make 100 acquaintances, it’s often not as good as making one friend.”

“Chairman Gray Gibraltar, doesn’t she want to be a friend, not a lover?”

One thing.

“I don’t know how you accepted my confession?”

“Could you please give me a tip?”

“Why don’t you just go straight ahead and say you love me?”

“I whisper love every day.”

Externally, even to Professor Bathory.

“Have you ever been kissed?”

“…”

“Oh my. Did the Hwang granddaughter take a vow of chastity?”

Still, I continue to take Astasia under her authority, but we are not officially dating her.

Externally.

Hehe. Are you going to keep challenging until Astasia gives up?”

“Until I graduated.”

“What if I fail to graduate?”

“That won’t happen.”

Just like she was before her return, this time I am just like that.

Externally.

“Truth communicates. Do you know? In fact, not only have they kissed, but they may even take a bath together without even a single layer of clothing on.”

“…”

“…That’s what I want to do. Don’t show me a straight face.”

“No, hmm. The covenant of Gibraltar…?”

“Or don’t send away the granddaughter who is so attractive that you want to break that pledge.”

“Oh my. You seemed really annoyed. Well, I understand because you are a strong 17-year-old.”

It’s really good to show your weaknesses by acting appropriately for your age.

No matter what kind of person Vice-Chancellor Bathory is, she will see me now as a ‘bloody teenager who is holding back until I die.’

“Hmm. But, wouldn’t it be okay to call someone else than Granddaughter Hwang and solve the problem? If you can’t stand it.”

“I swore on my honeymoon that I would do it for the first time.”

“No, I mean…”

“Women keep their chastity, but is there a law preventing men from doing so? For the sake of the person she loves.”

“…”

For a moment, Bathory looked at me with a vain expression.

“I guess I’m still young and don’t know anything…”

Even though I was taken aback by the childish and hasty move.

“Wait. Then… “

A moment.

With her vertically split pupils, she couldn’t hide the ‘moment’ in which she made a strange expression while licking the red sauce on her lips with her tongue.

‘As expected.’

It is said that the closer blood elves and vampires are to the true ancestors, the more they like the blood of pure people.

It’s not for nothing that the vampire hunter unit maintains purity.

“Hmm, hmm. Hey, Chairman?”

Vice-Chancellor Bathory leans over her, brushing her hair behind her ear with her gloved hand.

“How about we talk more closely about the disciplinary action and dismissal of Professor Edmund Ducastel that came out at the faculty meeting?”