“Sorting and filtering, three and there…”
It took three days to arrive at this point. Ivan stood up, rubbing the corners of his eyes, stiffened from the strain.
The sorting criteria were as follows:
The sudden appearance of an individual with significantly altered personality or behavior, people displaying peculiar conduct.
Obtaining further information would have been impossible without the assistance of the intelligence bureau, as it involved delving directly into aristocratic circles
“The issue lies with these individuals.”
One is an orphan enrolled through a practical skill scholarship program, while the other two are associated with the crown prince, stemming from aristocratic backgrounds.
Interfering is a challenge. Even if Ivan conceals his involvent, tracing it will likely link back to the intelligence bureau, which is under Elizaveta’s command. Provoking the aristocracy without concrete evidence might harm Elizaveta’s political influence.
“Is it too difficult to abduct all three…?”
Ivan tapped the table, envisioning the sound Dmitri might make if he had a grievance (a sound akin to one he’d express to Elizaveta).
One is a freshman on a full scholarship, already under extensive scrutiny despite being an orphan. Provoking them recklessly could lead to a complex situation.
The other two are scions of influential aristocratic families. Simply abducting them is naturally impossible.
If one were truly a ‘possessed individual,’ he might act more boldly, but currently, it’s re suspicion without confird evidence.
Hence.
“Mark these three and observe them for a while.”
Killing is an option at any ti.
Even abduction isn’t overly difficult.
However, for a clean, flawless maneuver, preparation is vital.
Therefore, after three days, Ivan resolved to start working at the academy.
From that day on, rumors circulated about monsters appearing at St. Jan’s University.
***
Trapped in the web of malevolence and fate, Ecdysis, abandoned by destiny, had limited options.
Fortunately, the sester had just comnced. Regardless of the first impression, there was always a chance to alter the circumstances.
For instance, seeking soone ‘even my uncle dares not approach’ was among the options.
“Dad’s friend’s daughter…!”
Whether it was a parental arrangent or a coincidence, it was intriguing that the offspring of the heroes’ party were in the sa grade.
No matter how careless her uncle might be, he wouldn’t approach a hero’s child recklessly.
That led to this lunch eting.
“Pleased to et you. Ah, Miss Einarsdottir… is it alright to address you this way?”1
“Oh, that simply ans ‘Einar’s daughter.’ Please feel free to call Ecdysis.”
“Hmm… but you’re a… princess, aren’t you?”
“Hahaha, a princess. I’ve never been treated as such before; it almost brings tears to my eyes.”
(TN: Ecdysis’s na is Ecdysis Einarsdottir (Ecdysis the Daughter of Einar), so the spokesperson thought it was her surna.)
Ecdysis, tearing up, enthusiastically shook hands with the charming girl.
“Ah, was I a bit impolite…? I’m sorry. I know Isabelle, so… you’re a freshman in the Knight Departnt, right? And your na is…?”
“I’m Yuri Frank. Miss Ecdysis. Please, call Yuri.”
“Essie, stop shaking hands, let go, and step back. You’re of royalty, rember?”
“Sorry!” She returned to her seat and said, “Ah, but I didn’t know about the noble families in Krasilov Court!”
“You didn’t? You’re in trouble, you know?”
Isabelle chuckled and nudged Ecdysis, pretending her lineage was no more significant than royalty.
As Ecdysis, still puzzled, hesitated and blushed, Yuri spoke up.
“I’m just an orphan. Frank isn’t even my real surna, to be honest.”
“Moreover, Yuri is typically a boy’s na. Surviving on the streets is tough using a girl’s na.”
Yuri replied with a carefree laugh. Isabelle smirked and turned to Ecdysis.
“This one is a full scholarship student in our departnt. Incredibly skilled with a sword.”
“Wow, more than Isabelle?”
“Absolutely, even better than Oscar. Frankly, I was surprised. Where did this kid co from?”
“That’s too much praise. I just got lucky.”
“Luck is also a part of soone’s power.”
Ecdysis felt a warm, comforting feeling.
Yes, this is it. This is right.
A lively spring, warm sunshine, complinting each other’s skills over a al, engaging in friendly competition… this ideal.
Unknowingly, she wiped her tears. By now, her uncle might be chatting with the Knight Departnt students; she forcibly erased that image from her mind.
***
Isabelle, Ecdysis, and the freshman.
Ivan perched on a tree, observing and jotting down notes.
He couldn’t catch their conversation but was adept at eavesdropping.
The discussion was casual. The na was either Yuri or Yuli.
Both nas were on the freshman roster, but if it was on his “suspect list,” it was more likely to be Yuri.
This presents a problem. Of all the people, the ‘suspect’ is in contact with the heroes’ party and goes by the na ‘Yuri.’
Naturally, in the Krasilov cultural zone, the na is masculine. However, in Korea and extending to ‘Northeast Asia,’ it’s used as a feminine na.
If there’s a woman using the na Yuri, the likelihood of a ‘possessed individual’ is high.
He underlined one red line along the line of suspicion.
***
“What’s he doing?”
Enrique, sporting a wide-brimd hat, gazed at her disciple Ivan.
Usually sensitive, making approach difficult from this distance, but seemingly unaware of her own presence, indicating his intense focus.
She followed Ivan’s line of sight. Far away, so freshn were making noise on a bench.
“Is that Isabelle…? That one looks like Ecdysis… they’ve known each other for a while… but I don’t know that one.”
Thinking to briefly check as instructed by the intelligence bureau, she found him following the new students, monitoring the scene like operatives.
“His style remains unchanged. Isn’t he overly enthusiastic for his role?”
Ivan maintained his typical expressionless gaze, skillfully blending into the background with apparent nonchalance. It was his usual ticulous self, almost obsessively focused on his target.
Enrique simply shrugged and withdrew into the shadows.”
***
“Eugene! Co with ! What classes do you have in the afternoon? I’m going to Biblical Herneutics!”
“I have Gospel Exegesis. Sorry.”
“Oh, no! See you later then… study well!”
After smiling and seeing off a student whose na he couldn’t recall, the young man referred to as Eugene solidified his expression and strode down the lecture hall corridor.
It was exhausting. Moreover, it was perplexing.
If he had known there’d be so much to learn, he might not have chosen theology, but at that ti, it seed the most suitable choice.
“I can’t use my body for that kind of thing.”
This was a clear conclusion. Never having wielded a kitchen knife in his life, suddenly engaging in combat with monsters or demons was impossible now.
Yet, selecting a vocation that entirely omitted combat was equally problematic. He had to pick a profession directly involved in the field.
Thus, theology. Through the priestly course, he could learn various buffs, healing skills, and even holy striking spells.
“And this body has expertise in swordsmanship.”
The protagonist of “The Mad Swordsman of the Northern Duchy,” Eugene, was a swordplay genius. This was evident in the system.
While surrounding freshn showed modest growth between levels 8 and 10, displaying insignificant combat skills, this body achieved the remarkable feat of reaching “Sword Mastery Lv 5” on the first day of possession.
He had already surpassed the level of a first-year instructor at the Knight Departnt of St. Jan’s University Academy. In other words, he had surpassed the level of a freshman.
However, the challenge lay in the technical aspect of learning swordsmanship and using it to kill—two vastly different things.
For a modern Korean who had never even wrung a chicken’s neck, this was an imnsely strenuous task…
“So, a priest would be the best option…”
A rear line that doesn’t demand frontline action. Healing or casting a few spells suffices, and even wielding a sword better than average is acceptable.
It’s commonly said that one should make a real skill a side job. Isn’t it natural that an idol with excellent acting skills gains more popularity than a thod actor?
The peculiar issue arising here is that:
First, the curriculum in the Theology Departnt of St. Jan’s University is as intense as, if not more intense than, that in modern Korea.
Second, there’s a suspicious-looking stone-faced Santa Claus following him.
“Who the heck is he…!”
The original novel didn’t feature such an event. In fact, it portrayed an entirely different world compared to the original storyline. There was no subtly radical Red Empire, no appearances of demon lords, or hero parties in the original novel. It was essentially an average ‘family saga,’ revolving around battles between evil wizard clans and spanning around 1,000 episodes!
The only commonality between this world and that novel was the familiar skill tree, status interface, and the familiar situations within the clans.
“The Northern Grand Duke…? How can there be a Northern Grand Duke when the country of Krasilov itself is in the north!”
“And why can’t I see his level…!”
It’s known that the notation changes to ‘???’ when the gap level exceeds the normal level.
However, even that has its limits. Why is the Academy Gardener’s level displayed like that? He also lanted the fact that even his head clan’s level is 59.
In his peripheral vision, a wide-eyed, bearded monster glared at him from a tree.
No one around him seed to notice, so he tried to ignore it, but he could vaguely perceive it with his [Expanded Intuition 3Lv].
***
“He is following a total of three people.”
Enrique was sure. Initially, she considered letting it slide, thinking he was assigned to protect the Hero Party mbers, but then she realized Ivan was tailing specific students for a certain reason.
The problem was… those three had nothing in common. One was from Theology, another from Knighthood, and the third from Magic studies.
Their backgrounds didn’t match at all—a noble’s son, an orphan, and a writer’s youngest daughter. It just didn’t add up.
“And his mannerisms. The way he glared, crouched in the bushes, resembled a predatory glare… almost like looking at an enemy.”
“We aren’t supposed to touch those students, are we?”
The orphan who nearly broke down the door to enroll on a scholarship seems to be attracting attention from various quarters. The two noble children are from aristocratic families.
They are evidently figures associated with the royal family. It’s unwise to intervene, especially considering they both belong to the Magic and Knight Departnts. If there’s one common factor, it’s that the heads of the departnts aren’t from Krasilov.
Naturally, the Theology Departnt is overseen by a Saint, while the Magic Departnt is managed by the Elves of Kalion. In other words, causing harm to the students would pose a significant issue.
“Surely not. He wouldn’t go to such an extent…”
Enrique smirked, but inwardly, hse was thinking that this lunatic might do it for so reason.
The rogue of the hero party, the vampire who reigned over the back alleys of Frechenkaya for a century, was always prepared to intervene in ergencies and was trailing the student-stalker.
***
“He looked into my eyes.”
Though trailing far from the main building of the Theology Departnt, that kid recognized .
Ivan, with sunken eyes, glared at the young man from the ‘suspect list.’
Yevgeni Nokov Karamjin.
Yevgeni is an ordinary na, nothing special. But the na Yevgeni can also be interpreted as Eugene in the Asian cultural sphere. Naturally, it holds a different aning than the Catholic saint Eugenios.
Therefore, this individual listed in the ‘suspect list’ is highly likely to be a ‘transmigrator.’
Ivan drew two red underlines. Detection of concealnt, suspicious movents, and a suspicious na.
1. The word “dottir” at the end of the sentence is Icelandic and ans “daughter.” It is a patronymic suffix, derived from the father’s first na. In Icelandic tradition, a child’s last na is ford by adding the genitive form of their father’s first na to the suffix “-dóttir” for daughters or “-son” for sons.
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