I Became The Academy's Narrow-Eyes

69 – Entrance Ceremony (2)

Her brown hair, tied up as high as possible, flowed down to her back and spread out gently.

Like showing off a proud figure.

Those deep brown eyes contained self-love and confidence bordering on arrogance.

As one of the 8 major families of the continent, the Leolian family is the master of magic representing the continent and the owner of the Green Mage Tower.

Huvienne Leolian, the daughter of the Leoliman family.

She was in a very good mood until just now.

Ranked top in the Ministry of Magic entrance exam.

On the other hand, Drin Libringer, who received more attention than himself, did not take the top spot, and a stupid man took the top spot.

What does this mean?

Yes.

Originally, it meant that he, who was not expected to receive the light due to the main character named Drin, would be reborn as the only protagonist who monopolizes all the light.

It makes the freshmen in the swordsmanship department, who have that stupid man as their representative, feel inferiority and envy.

An ideal protagonist who makes the freshmen of the Ministry of Magic feel pride and envy.

Huvien with high self-consciousness had longed for it, but was forced to give up due to the existence of a monster called Lebringer-

It was an ideal type of entrance ceremony.

The ideal form of the entrance ceremony was unfolding before her eyes.

That was until just a moment ago.

That stupid man, Ceylon, the head of the swordsmanship club, ruined everything.

– Clap clap clap clap!

Isn’t that stupid man applauding fervently as he tries to stand in front of the podium?

‘Then what am I going to be!?’

Unlike Ceylon, Huvien stayed still without showing any respect when he stood in front of the podium.

The two situations are contrasted.

Now, Ceylon and other freshmen in the swordsmanship department have become owners of generous natures, and conversely, Huibian and other freshmen in the Ministry of Magic have become naive.

‘I didn’t ignore myself because I liked myself too!’

At the academy, the Ministry of Magic and the Swordsmanship Department are at odds with each other.

It’s not about acknowledging each other, it’s about getting recognition from each other.

So ignoring him as the chief was just respecting the academy’s ritualistic and customary culture.

Huivien belatedly justified her actions in ignoring him.

That’s how, feeling the injustice of Ceylon’s behavior, I glared at him.

“?”

Huvien thought while glaring at his characteristic smiley face.

‘What a shady guy like that!’

The fact that he applauded himself was not an act of pure goodwill.

It was a thoroughly calculated action to embarrass himself.

Surprisingly, it was correct.

‘It’s fun, it’s fun.’

It hides a genuine smile under the impression of a smirk.

Ceylon stepped back and looked down happily at the new Ministry of Magic.

Their expressions, which had been filled with pride and a sense of victory just a moment ago, were now subtly distorted.

Perhaps, as he intended, he felt that he had become a naive human being.

It is a tactic that can be borrowed from the position where there is no pride to throw away from the beginning.

‘I’m blinded by this taste.’

The time when Ceylon was satisfied with her identity.

‘huh?’

I felt a strong gaze and directed my gaze there.

“…”

Huivien was glaring at him with all her might, out of the corner of her eye.

Ceylon smiled broadly in response and gave her a thumbs up.

Like congratulating her innocently without any ulterior motives.

“this-…!”

Then, Hwibien gives back the ideal reaction that Ceylon wanted by baring his teeth and growling.

Right now at this moment.

Huivien thought.

‘I’ll remember it.’

The guy said he got it right.

And, you will definitely regret it.

There was something she didn’t know.

‘What kind of hand taste…!’

The fact that now she too, in a different sense, was properly photographed by someone.

And, the fact that you will definitely regret it.

“Cadet Huivien.”

“to?”

Huvien, who was preoccupied with Ceylon, belatedly responded to Dugan’s powerful call.

“Speak as the ‘representative’ of the Ministry of Magic.”

Dugan’s gaze at Huivien was somewhat cold.

It was because Huvien was distracted by Ceylon and ignored Dugan’s low call twice.

“…!”

The cold gaze of a respected professor.

Huivien’s head went cold in an instant.

Whoa.

Huivien regained his composure through deep breathing.

She returned to her original form and began reading through the speech she had written over and over again in her head for this moment.

when the speech is over.

– Clap clap clap clap!

The freshmen at the Ministry of Magic entered with pride again, applauding her enthusiastically.

The inside of the auditorium was filled with applause.

without fail.

It was a contrast to when he was the head of the swordsmanship club, only half of which was filled with applause.

Originally, louder applause represented greater honor.

But this time it was the other way around.

Melchen.

He clapped proudly as he looked at the two Ministry of Magic students he had just been arguing with.

“…”

Comparing the representative of the swordsmanship department with their own representative, ignoring them, and being proud of them, they noticed.

The momentum of their applause gradually weakened.

Melhen talked with the swordsmanship student as if the two students were listening.

“Keah, this is it. This is a desirable atmosphere. Well, even at such an auspicious occasion, they fight their nerves in hopes of embarrassing the other person-“

“Well, what can I do? These are the ones who consider themselves too smart and find honor too cumbersome.”

“We, who are less advanced, should lose here~”

At that story, the students of the Ministry of Magic, who were excitedly ridiculing the Swordsmanship Department after blaming Ceylon just before, shook their heads.

Applause, who lost their strength while noticing.

A minister was created.

The chief representing the Ministry of Magic ended his speech, and the freshmen in the Swords Department applauded more enthusiastically than the freshmen in the Ministry of Magic.

“Iiik…!”

Huivien turned her head.

She glared at the man who ruined the entrance ceremony, which was supposed to end in the ideal form she had hoped for.

hey

Ceylon, the head of the swordsmanship department, was exclaiming and applauding enthusiastically.

He leaned over and whispered softly to her.

“It was a wonderful speech…!”

The voice was full of emotion.

But that expression.

Basically, the expression of the narrowed eyes as if they were splitting threads.

If that expression makes you feel like you’re laughing at yourself right now.

Is it your own delusion?

“Iiiik…!”

no. This is not a delusion of damage. It is certainly.

If you see yourself being so hot right now.

“you…”

Huivian let out a voice that was suppressed.

“I’ll remember…!”

Then, as if Ceylon was startled, he threw his upper body back.

as if frightened

It was at that time that I was trying to feel a little exhilaration from Huivien’s pathetic appearance.

“I-I thought you’d remember something like me…! It’s an honor!”

He interpreted Huvien’s words ‘I remembered’, which contained the meaning of threat, as he liked, and was moved as he pleased.

“I will definitely remember you.”

And then, he reciprocates with gratitude.

“Wheebigoyang!”

with an arbitrary name.

“ah.”

Excessive heat on the head.

Huivien felt dizzy and staggered for a moment.

***

The chief announcement of the swordsmanship department and the magic department was over.

The representatives of the Ministry of Magic, Professor Dugan and Huvien, stepped back on stage like Instructor Herion and Ceylon.

There was a new man standing in front of the podium.

It was a young man with an inorganic impression like a corpse.

“Nice to meet you, new students. I am Endiagon, and I am the dean of this Ain Academy.”

The man with no hair, not befitting his youthful appearance, introduced himself as the dean in a grave tone not befitting his youthful appearance.

Endiagon, the dean of Ain Academy.

A person who went beyond being a hero and entered the realm of superhumans.

He was one of the superhumans of the continent represented by the heads of great families.

According to what is known to the public, Endiagon’s age is in the triple digits.

However, the man standing in front of the podium, calling himself Endiagon, seemed to be no older than thirty.

It was nothing surprising.

Those who enter the realm of superhumans are relatively free from the constraints of time.

I was able to keep that appearance young as much as I wanted to.

“That’s…”

However, there is a clear look of astonishment on the faces of the freshmen who saw Endiagon.

“That’s a golem…?”

Losers.

It was another name for Ediagon.

Endiagon wasn’t maintaining his youthful appearance.

He was a golem.

To be precise, a wizard who transferred his soul into a golem.

Freshmen faced the product of the transfer for the first time and were overwhelmed.

only one person.

Except for Ceylon.

“hmm…?”

He spotted Endiagon and tilted his head.

According to his meager knowledge of the game, Endiagon was clearly a mage.

It is also a great wizard who is looking at the realm of 9 stars.

But now, the moment he saw Ediagon, Ceylon felt a sense of difference.

At the same time, I remembered an article I had seen in the community sometime.

[Title: Endiagon Identity Legend Legend Legend hahahaha]

Content: ㅇㅇ It’s just a legend hahahahaha Legend is a legend

[DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDH]

[The legend itself]

[This is a legend hahahaha Legend of legend hahahaha]

[So, what are legends, you crazy people]

[That guy who doesn’t even know what a legend is is also a legend hahahahaha]

[Just a legend lol]

From the title to the content and even the comments, everyone did not say what a legend was, but just repeated the word legend, like a legend.

If Ceylon got any information through that legendary article.

It was the fact that Endiagon was hiding a Legendary identity.

Realizing that fact, Ceylon said “Huh.” burst out laughing

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‘No, that legend can’t be like this.’

Now, Ceylon felt an aura that was alien to Endiagon, but was more familiar than anything else.

‘Why are you here…’

It was the energy of black magic.

‘driving me crazy…’

Ceylon, who has mastered black magic, can detect very subtle auras and traces of black magic.

According to him, that golem containing that human soul-

The being who introduced himself as the dean of the academy was a product of black magic.