As the woman moved her body, her blue cloak with a cross on it fluttered.
"... ... ."
What on earth happened?
The last thing I saw was the woman’s hand reaching for the sword at her waist.
After that, sothing sparkled, and I only blinked once...
Rachel, who was in front of the woman, was torn to pieces to the point where not even her own brother could recognize her.
The woman’s cold eyes turned to .
"Na."
At that mont, I had a strong feeling that if I answered even slightly wrong or offended her, there would be no turning back.
"... This is Zeil Sieghardt."
The woman stared at for a while without saying anything, then slowly opened her mouth.
"Sieghardt... is it."
With those words, she turned her back and walked toward the crack she ca from.
A blue cloak with a cross drawn on it.
There is only one organization on this continent that can wear that.
The Blue Cross Society.
Raphaelite heresy interrogators who serve the Twelve Gods, led by Raphael, the main god.
Among them, demon hunters who specialize in hunting only evil.
To catch a monster, one must beco a monster...
It was a group of people who transcended common sense.
"Maxim! This way! Don’t hesitate, co quickly!"
"Please, don’t fuss. I’m not as fast as you, sir."
"If you have ti to whine, check the kids’ condition first!"
A voice growled like a lion.
What erged from the crack next was Bella Trey, the test’s chief proctor, and the man who had been standing next to her during the speech.
"Damn it, Maxim! This way!"
She shouted urgently and ca toward .
’They’re finally coming... These bastards...’
I was angry at their incompetence for arriving only after the incident was over, but on the other hand, I felt relieved.
Perhaps because I was relaxed, my vision beca increasingly blurry and my body beca drowsy.
As I was thinking about why my eyelids were so heavy, I lost consciousness.
--
A week had passed since the entrance exam. According to the innkeeper, I slept for three days and nights without waking up.
It must have been because of the accumulated fatigue. The good news was that the admission date had been postponed by about a week, perhaps due to the aftermath of the incident.
Although it was an unprecedented decision, it would not be as shocking as Evil appearing during the entrance exam.
Anyway, thanks to that, I was able to enter school at the sa ti as my classmates.
It’s probably not a consideration on the part of the school but rather a response to resolve a series of incidents.
If it were to beco known to the public that Evil appeared in the exam taken by new chicks just entering school, no matter how prestigious Salomon Academy is, it would not be able to avoid criticism from public opinion.
Salomon is a place where the number of nobles is overwhelmingly higher than that of commoners — a place where the children of those in power who control the empire gather.
What parent in this world would enjoy sending their child to a school full of uncontrolled variables?
The mont trust is lost, it’s obvious that it would lead to catastrophe.
Of course, the monster known as Ashtar, the Great Mage, is holding on like a pillar, so it won’t fall that easily.
’I’m going to be called here and there for a while.’
A sigh escaped my mouth. Who would have imagined that sothing like an entrance exam would be so difficult?
There was still a long road of hardship ahead.
When I arrived at the academy, I heard a rumbling sound from afar.
"Why? Why am I in B class! Isn’t this wrong? I am the eldest son of Count Ludain! Sothing is wrong. Sothing must be wrong!"
"Ah... ruined... I couldn’t even imagine the C class... What should I tell my father?"
"Lol! Still, it’s not bad for a B class!"
A diverse group of people were gathered — from aristocratic sons who scread and made a fuss as if they were dissatisfied with the test results, to students who shed tears.
The open square in front of the notice board was overflowing with chaos. Uniforms rustled, noble crests shimred under the sun, and students shouted, cried, and laughed as if this was the most important mont of their lives.
So looked up at the sky with hollow eyes, while others cheered as if they had conquered the world. It was the kind of atmosphere you could only see at the beginning of a long, unpredictable journey.
"As expected, it is lord Sadin! It’s only natural for him, the most promising man in the empire, would take the top spot."
"Isn’t this the result everyone expected? It would be an honor for the family just to be able to take the sa exam as with him, without any roots."
"Don’t make a fuss."
I heard unpleasant voices.
Sadin and the nobles who flattered him were talking in a group in the corner. Even from a distance, his perfectly combed golden hair glead like it had its own halo, and his sharp uniform looked like it had been tailored by the royal tailor himself.
’It’s very worn out.’
I ignored them as they were busy grooming each other and squeezed through the crowd.
It was surprising, but not completely incomprehensible, that Sadin Lundel won first place. Although he had a poor personality, he was talented enough to occupy the position if you looked at his skills and background.
Well, if you don’t get the top position even after signing a contract with a Demon God, you might as well go out and search.
’Let’s see. Where is A class?’
I shifted my gaze toward the poster with the entrance exam results. There was nothing to see about C class and D class.
Although there was an unreasonable event called Evil’s intrusion, we reached the final stage of the test with as many as three prohibitions in place.
At least A class was confird, but isn’t it a national rule for test takers to feel at ease when they see it with their own eyes?
「List of Class A Successful Applicants」
Starting with Sadin Lundel’s na at the top, I slowly lowered my gaze.
"Riddell... No. Ispin... No. Armin... No."
I checked the last list, but my na was not written anywhere.
’... Is it really B class?’
I quickly checked the B class list.
However, even after washing my eyes and searching, the na "Zeil Sieghardt" was not written.
’... No way. Could it be C class?’
At that ti, a woman’s voice filled with irritation echoed loudly throughout the hall.
"Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense! That’s ridiculous! Frey, do you think this makes sense? Why aren’t we in A class? Dare... ... If this Charlotte Mage isn’t in A class, then who is? I’m going to go ask right now. Don’t stop , Frey!"
"Charlotte... don’t you know? Once a decision has been made, the result can never be reversed."
It was Charlotte, who was going crazy like a lunatic, and Frey, who lowered her head with a helpless look on her face.
After thinking about it, I couldn’t even see their nas.
’What? Even if they aren’t in A class, they should have entered at least B class...’
At that mont, a small list engraved at the bottom of the poster caught my eye.
「List of S Class Successful Applicants」
Examination number 444, Zeil Sieghardt.
"... Fuck."
I couldn’t help but curse.
For a few seconds, I just stood there, blinking blankly at the parchnt. People brushed past , muttering, but my brain refused to process what my eyes were seeing.
S class?
Salomon Academy’s ranking system was clear: D class was for beginners, C for the average, B for promising cadets, and A for geniuses.
But S class... that was different.
A special class directly supervised by the headmaster — composed of those whose potential exceeded the normal frawork of talent.
A class where monsters, nobles, and outliers all shared one thing in common: danger.
And now my na was among them.
’This can’t be good.’
The crowd began to murmur when they noticed the new list.
"S class? Did they even have that before?"
"No way, right?"
"One person? Then who—"
Their eyes turned toward .
"Zeil Sieghardt... Who’s that?"
"Never heard of him."
’Great. I wanted to fly under the radar, and now I’ve been handed a flashing sign that says potential troublemaker.’
Still, I couldn’t deny the strange mix of pride and unease that bubbled up inside . I didn’t know whether to laugh or groan.
’S class, huh...’
Maybe this was fate. Or maybe, as usual, it was just another step into deeper trouble.
I sighed, slipping away from the murmuring students.
L
Salomon Academy. The place where the empire’s future begins... and where mine might end.
’Let’s just hope I don’t die again.’
And with that thought, I stepped forward.
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