Academy’s Second Seat

Astina checked various preparations and slowly prepared to leave the student council room.

“Rie, where are you now?”

“I heard you were talking to other people in the central auditorium. But now I don’t have to, can I?”

Rie said bluntly to Astina.

“okay. then go play Because it won’t be a big deal anyway.”

“I’m not going to play, I’m going to work.”

So Rie went out of the student council room first.

After looking at Rie for a moment, Astina went out of the student council room after organizing the papers on her desk.

Astina walked to the main auditorium without any worries.

Today was more spacious than other days.

All I had to do today was to have a conversation with the graduates after receiving the oracle from the saint.

There were no separate documents to deal with.

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Getting a trust wasn’t a big deal either.

All I had to do was be baptized by a saint and tell the people about the oracle.

And the word was an oracle, not really hearing the voice of God.

I was just reciting the facts the saint had told me.

There was no problem with that either.

Usually, it was because there was only ritual content in it.

There would be no problem in summarizing that everyone at the academy will do well and the academy will thrive even more.

That’s how it has been all this time.

In fact, if we hold this event once a year, what will be different?

It is strange that the future changes every year.

As I walked with these thoughts, I arrived at the central auditorium.

Graduates and professors were already having a conversation near the central auditorium.

And where most people gathered, there was a saint.

As Astina went nearby, the graduates who were there greeted Astina.

“Oh, aren’t you the student council president?”

To that, Astina replied with a smile.

“Yes, my name is Astina Persia, who is the student council president this time.”

The graduates laughed and chatted with Astina.

The content of the conversation was simply, ‘Isn’t the job of the student council president difficult?’, ‘There are a lot of hardships.’ However, it had some meaning in it.

This time, Astina took over as the successor, so it was only to show her face once.

While we were having a conversation like that, a saint walked in front of Astina.

“hello. My name is Saint Haruna.”

“Ah, my name is Astina Persia, who is the heir of the Persian family and the student council president.”

Astina proudly called herself the successor and greeted her.

It was a way to show off his presence to the people around him.

As we exchanged greetings with the saint for a moment, we heard a sound that seemed to signal the start.

The saint smiled at Astina and pointed to the back of the auditorium.

“Would you like to come in now? I think it will start soon.”

“Yes, it is.”

Astina agreed to the saint’s words and walked together to the back of the auditorium.

On the way in, the saint handed Astina a note.

When Astina took the paper and looked at the saint with a questioning face, the saint smiled and said:

“This is a note with the future written on it.”

“Are you talking about the oracle?”

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“What does everyone call you that?”

Astina tilted her head at the meaningful words of the saint.

“Then can I see you now?”

“yes~. You can see it if you want to see it.”

Astina felt hesitant to hear those words, but she opened the note for the first time.

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Most of the content in the note was plain content.

There may be various hardships at the academy, but it was something anyone could say, such as overcoming it.

Astina read it like that, and her eyes stopped at the last item.

“this… … What?”

The content written there was not something that could be passed on normally.

“Are you saying this is actually happening?”

“Is it work? Did I not write down what exactly happened?”

The saint answered Astina’s question skillfully.

Of course, the note did not state that an exact event was taking place.

It just says to be careful.

However, that warning to be careful doesn’t mean that something will happen.

“Then you mean this is God’s will? Are you telling me to say this in front of those people?”

If you say these things in front of those people, you won’t just skip it.

There were not only academy students and professors here, but also outsiders.

It was said that rumors spread not only in the academy, but also outside the academy.

When Astina said that, the saint tilted her head and opened her mouth.

“It’s God’s will… … . I don’t know. And I never once told you to let everyone know the future I told you?”

“… … yes?”

What else does this mean?

The more Astina listened to the words of the saint, the more she became suspicious.

These were the fundamental questions about the event of receiving an oracle from a saint.

“I’m just giving the academy the students I choose to see the future I see.”

“then… … Are you saying it’s okay not to tell me what’s on this note?”

“It’s up to the president to decide that it’s okay not to say anything.”

Astina grabbed the note and looked at the saint.

Isn’t that the point of having to do this on your own?

It sounded so irresponsible, but I thought it could be.

After all, he gave me a choice to say irresponsibly.

“Go against the will of God, is this… … .”

When Astina said that, the saint smiled and looked at Astina.

Then, he lifted the cloth that was covering his eyes and opened his right eye.

“… … ?”

His right eye was looking straight at him.

Unlike the eyes of the blind, they had bright eyes that did not lose their color.

“Is this really God’s will? no, more than that… … .”

The saint asked Astina, who was confused.

“Is there really a God?”

After a while, the voice of the host was heard announcing the start of the event.

The saint covered her eyes again with the black cloth she was holding and opened her mouth.

“Now go up.”

Astina walked with the saint’s horse and went up to the podium.

And he kept thinking about what he had seen.

Is it correct to reveal this fact?

Or is it right to hide it and swallow it alone?

As the ceremony progressed, Astina continued to think.

“Next, there will be a baptismal service.”

Is hiding the right choice?

“This baptism will be a blessing not only for the student council president who is being baptized as a blessing, but for the entire academy.”

Wouldn’t it be better to let everyone know?

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After the baptism, Astina got up from her seat and came forward.

“Next will be the trust delivery.”

Now it’s time to let people know about the oracle.

Astina stood up and looked at the people in front of her.

“I will hand over the trust.”

Those in front were the sons of nobles, and some had already inherited the family.

Some researchers were digging into a field, and some had professorships.

There were also knights, wizards, and alchemists.

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People from all fields were in front of Astina.

“Liberion Academy has faced many crises so far, but they have overcome them all.”

Astina recites it slowly, remembering what she had seen.

“There will be risks, as we have always done, but we will overcome them all.”

Its contents were formal, just like the oracles that existed before.

As he was reciting what he had seen, his eyes met with a person.

Rudy Astria.

He was looking at himself with Luna Railer.

“… … no see.”

‘ha… … .’

Astina sighed inwardly.

‘Yes, you should try it once.’

Astina sighed, leaving only the last oracle.

And decided.

I’m not going to reveal the trust.

The contents of the trust are… … .

“… … That was the contents of the trust.”

Because it was ‘Beware Rudy Astria.’

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that time.

There were wagons arriving at the main gate of the Academy.

Although the event had already started, it was not unusual because some people came late due to their busy schedules.

The two guards ran to the wagon.

One guard was holding a list of graduates, while the other guard approached the wagon and knocked on the door.

“who are you.”

There could be people who came in by impersonating someone else’s name, so it was a face-check procedure.

Inside the carriage, the door opened and a man came out.

The man said, handing the invitation from the academy to the guard.

“It’s Harpel Persia.”

The guard who knocked accepted the invitation, and the other guard looked through the list.

The guard who checked the list nodded, and the guard standing in front greeted the man in the wagon.

“Welcome to Riberion Academy. You can come in.”

After getting back into the carriage, Harpel went inside the academy.

“You can come next time.”

The next wagon stopped in front of the guards as it had just happened.

And the carriage door opened.

As soon as the carriage’s door opened, the man inside threw a question to the guard.

“Is the person in front, Harpel Persia?”

“uh… … ?”

The guard, who knocked, looked at the man’s face and froze without answering the question.

The guard with the list looked at the person in front of him with bewildered eyes.

Then the man in the carriage spoke to them again.

“I asked if it was Harpel Persia.”

“mind… … you’re right!”

To the man’s words, the security guard standing in front answered loudly.

“Yeah, I see.”

Having said that, the man handed over the invitation.

And when the guard behind him tried to check the list, the guard standing in front reached out and blocked it.

Then he shouted out loud.

“Welcome to Riberion Academy!!!”

Then the man closed the door of the carriage, and the carriage entered the academy.

After watching the carriage enter the academy, the guards returned to their seats.

The guard standing with the list questioned the guard standing in front of him, full of doubts.

“Senior, why didn’t you check? Aren’t you supposed to check your face?”

Then the guard standing in front of him sharply opened his eyes.

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“Are you crazy? Don’t you know who that person is?”

“Who are you?”

“It’s Ian Astria. Those big guys told me to remember their faces.”

The security guard said that such a junior seemed frustrated.

“ah… … That person… … .”

“I’ll see you later.”

When the junior guards checked the list at the senior guard’s words, he saw the exact face of the man just before being painted over Ian Astria’s name.