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The morning sun cast a soft glow, heralding the arrival of the next day.
In those early hours, a figure had sought out Ulan's dorm. A man clad in a black coat. He was none other than an inspector from the Military Departnts Surveillance Unit.
"Your punishnt has been decided."
He, the very one who had spirited Ulan away from the Student Counseling Division a re day ago, handed him a single docunt.
It was a notice of punishnt.
Offender: [Ulan Bator]
Victim: [Himl Deorg]
Overview: The offending student violated the rules during a mock preliminary match, and inflicted harm upon the victim student.
The committee had deed the degree of violence in this incident to be extrely severe, and in accordance with Article 5, Section 38 of the Code of Conduct, imposes the following penalties:
First expulsion warning.
Suspension of regular studies for 30 days.
Disqualification from all future competitions
There were too many words.
For an instant, it felt as though his very sanity teetered on the precipice, but he clung to the edge with grim determination. Thankfully, the Inspector offered an explanation.
"Firstly, the expulsion warning is a form of deferred expulsion. If you receive another expulsion warning while under this warning, it will result in imdiate expulsion."
Deferred expulsion ant that expulsion had been discussed by the committee at least once before. The inspector continued in his stern tone.
"Next, suspension of regular studies ans that you cannot attend classes. Also, you are not allowed to leave the designated area for the next 30 days, starting today."
Suspension of regular studies at the Arsene Academy was the second most severe punishnt after expulsion. If you were caught leaving the designated area, the suspension period could be extended, and you might receive additional warnings.
"Lastly, the committee has deed you a significant threat and has decided to revoke your eligibility for all upcoming competitions and matches."
This included not only mock battles but all types of competitions and matches against other students. After finishing his explanation, the Inspector looked at Ulan.
"Do you understand everything so far?"
"I understand about half of it."
Was the explanation so difficult that he could only grasp half of it? The inspector felt a sense of absurdity but didn't show it.
"At least you understand sothing. From now on, I will take your statent."
"My statent?"
"Yes. There must have been a reason why you attacked Himl Deorg for no reason."
The inspector, settling into an appropriate seat, took out a notebook and a pen. He also placed a sparkling green bead on the table.
It was a magical tool for recording voices.
"And this is also for your own good. If your statent provides a valid reason, your punishnt may be reduced."
This much was certain the Surveillance Unit, under the aegis of Commander Berge, aspired to aliorate Ulan's culpability in any conceivable manner.
Such a sentint also aligned with the Imperial military's overarching objectives.
It was the military's influence that had transford Ulan's impending expulsion into a reprieve in the first place.
The military has already made their calculations.
From the mont the incident was reported.
The military had weighed the value of Count Deorg and Ulan Bator on the scales. And they had judged Ulan's worth to be much higher.
'A seventeen-year-old Master.
Just that fact alone held significant value.
Above all, if they succeeded in recruiting Ulan, more than ten thousand barbarians would co under the Empire's control, along with the Northern Snowy Mountains and the Grasslands.
This constituted nearly twenty percent of the entire Imperial territory. It ant acquiring such a vast land without shedding a drop of blood.
'So.......'
The military actively supported this incident in order to put Ulan in their debt.
To attain that objective, it was imperative to extract Ulan's statent and cherry-pick the most favorable fragnts to defend his cause.
Concluding his contemplations, the Inspector cast an unwavering gaze upon Ulan, "We want to help you."
From the military's perspective, Ulan represented a prized asset and they didn't want to see such a valuable asset disappear.
"So, without hiding anything, tell the truth about what happened yesterday. Only by doing so can we help you more effectively."
Even if it wasn't the actual truth.
Anything that favors Ulan will be used, and anything that doesn't will be discarded.
As the Inspector's eyes glead for a mont, Ulan nodded, "I understand. I will tell you."
It wasn't sothing to boast about, but there was no reason to hide it either.
So Ulan began his story starting from the conversation he had with Himl yesterday, to the proposal Himl had made.
* * * * *
anwhile, at the sa ti
while Ulan was being questioned for his statent, eight male and female students had gathered together in a lecture hall at the military departnt. They were the freshn who had participated in the preliminary rounds.
"Yawn!"
Maybe it was because they were called in early in the morning?
Each student stifled a yawn.
Among them was Noah. She swallowed her yawn and quickly scanned the classroom. She soon realized sothing in common among the students who had been summoned.
Are these the students who passed the preliminary rounds?
Although they are not yet well-known, they are all among the top 1 and 2 in their respective classes.
And one more thing.
There was solid evidence supporting her assumption.
A blonde girl sitting at the back.
It was Ibella Elearde.
So......!
Could it an that I passed too?
Noah's eyes sparkled for a mont. At the mont she harbored high expectations
Drrrrr!
the door swung open and what followed was the appearance of a girl with silver hair, her blue cloak billowing.
The mont she spotted her, Noah's expectations crumbled into disappointnt.
......Dilia Arpen.
The girl with whom she had fought shoulder to shoulder.
Her presence here ant one of two things.
Either Noah and Dilia had both made it through the preliminary rounds, or they would have to have a rematch.
Please, let it be the forr.
If they had a rematch, she would definitely lose.
The sa tactics wouldn't work again, and the amulets containing the spirit were nearly depleted.
So she prayed fervently; she prayed to God to spare her a rematch.
anwhile, Dilia glanced around the classroom with a small, searching expression on her face, as if looking for soone.
And then, her expression suddenly stiffened.
There was only one reason for that she had spotted Noah.
"Um, hello?"
"... "
Noah offered a sowhat awkward greeting, but Dilia didn't respond.
All she got in return was a cold shoulder.
With a frustrated sigh, Dilia found a seat near the entrance. It was the farthest spot from Noah.
'Well, I can't bla her.
She would be angry. How many tis had she had her hair pulled by soone as a princess?
Of course, Noah had sothing to say too. Dilia had grabbed her hair first, after all.
It will take ti to make peace.
Maybe it will never be possible.
As Noah mused on the feeling of their budding friendship crumbling, the conversation of the students around her suddenly reached her ears.
"That barbarian is not here, huh."
"Of course he can't co."
"That's right. He caused that much trouble."
The mont the word barbarian was ntioned, the expressions of three girls changed.
Ibella looked troubled, Dilia tilted her head, and Noah sighed with a dark complexion.
'Haaa, Ulan.'
After the battle with Dilia had ended, Noah was unconscious for a whole half day.
It was because her mana had been completely depleted. So, while she hadn't witnessed Ulan's match firsthand, she had heard from Professor Miel afterward.
Ulan had caused a huge incident.
He beat Himl to death, they said.
And it wasn't an exaggeration.
Himl actually went into a coma; he lost a lot of blood, suffered internal injuries, and barely clung to life.
'I don't know why he did that, but...'
This was not in the original story.
Of course, Ulan's enrollnt in the academy never happened. But still, Noah hadn't anticipated that Himl would be on the brink of death.
I feel like things are getting more and more complicated.
From the mont she missed the Trial of a Hero, it had always felt like the story was going in a completely different direction from the original.
She sighed again, feeling her chest tighten. However, that was only for a mont.
Noah quickly regained her composure.
...Let's think this through.
Continuously sighing wouldn't change anything. It was far more productive to anticipate and prepare for what might happen in the future.
This is a big deal.
He had beaten up the only heir of the Deorg family, not just any student.
Ulan might even face expulsion; no, it was almost a certainty.
'Because Ulan has no backing.'
There was the letter of recomndation from Count Dermore, but even that was not comparable to the Deorg family.
They weren't even particularly close.
Noah's complexion darkened.
'If Ulan is expelled.......
Ulan will return to the grasslands.
No, that was an optimistic assumption.
He might be sent to Count Deorg as a punishnt, after all, he had turned the Count's sole heir into a bloody pulp.
The story was deviating further and further from the original.
As Noah's face turned dark
Drrrrr!
the door swung open again.
"Is everyone here?" Spoke the man who had just entered in a dry tone Ethan Arnoff, a professor at the Military Studies Departnt. He was also the one in charge of the preliminary rounds.
"I called you all here early in the morning to deliver information about the preliminary round. First, I'll tell you the results that you're all curious about."
After exchanging glances with the students, he got straight to the point.
"So far, there are seven student confird to participate in the mock battle. The reason there are only this many is because of the accidents that occurred in the third and eighth match."
Third match was the battle between Ulan and Himl, and the 8th match was a battle between mages, similar to the one between Noah and Dilia.
However, during the battle, there had been a sudden mana surge that led to a mana explosion, injuring both students who were close by. As a result, the 8th match had been declared void.
Add to that the 2nd ga, which was a draw, and the final number of participants was indeed seven.
"Next, the second match ended in a draw, and according to the rules, we should have a rematch..."
No! Please, anything but that! With tightly closed eyes, Noah silently prayed, and surprisingly, it seed to have an effect.
"...However, both of them have been included in the final selection at the recomndation of Head Chernihiv. There's also the fact that we're short on participants."
God indeed exists.
Noah breathed a sigh of relief.
In other words, the final selection has been confird to include nine people, including Noah and Dilia.
"The last one will be selected through the loser's revival match."
"What? That ans......."
"Will Hil not participate in the matches?"
"He's not choosing to abstain; he physically can't participate," Ethan's complexion hardened.
It ant that Hil had been seriously injured.
Sensing this, the students fell silent. They had also heard the rumors.
"Furthermore, Ulan's participation in the matches is also restricted. In addition to his 30-day academic suspension, he has been disqualified from all competitions."
"........!"
"Academic suspension?"
Only two students were surprised Ibella and Dilia.
Dilia, in particular, seed to be hearing this information for the first ti, as her eyes widened in astonishnt.
"Today, the results of the disciplinary asures will be publicly announced, but since you are all involved parties, I will inform you in advance."
Ulan had been punished with a warning of expulsion, a 30-day academic suspension, and a disqualification from participating in all future competitions.
anwhile, when the outco was announced, so students muttered as if they were surprised.
"That's not as severe as I thought it would be."
"Yeah, considering what he did, it wouldn't be Head's decision. If you have any objections, go directly to the Head of Military Studies' office. I'll put you in touch with him."
"......."
The room quickly fell silent.
Of course, there would be no student with the guts to go to the Departnt Head and question him. Of course, the students' doubts were understandable.
'Because normally he'd be expelled right away.'
Regardless of the details, Ulan had violated the rules of the match and brutally assaulted Himl, nearly killing him. That was a serious breach of regulations.
Violence was never tolerated in Arsene, regardless of the reason.
'If Ulan had been a common barbarian.......
He would have been expelled imdiately, sent back to Count Deorg's domain, and left to fend for himself.
But Ulan was no ordinary barbarian.
At the age of seventeen, he reached the realm of a Mastera unique and incredibly powerful individual. He was also the successor to the Northern Barbarian Chief.
So the Imperial military moved
To prevent Ulan's expulsion.
And they were trying to minimize his wrongdoing in any way possible. However, just because the military was involved didn't an that all the problems were solved.
Istan el Deorg.
Commonly known as Count Deorg.
One of the Five Masters of the Empire, the big question was how he would react to this.
Ethan recalled a brief encounter with Count Deorg when he was serving at the front.
He was a block of ice.
An extrely rational and cold man, seemingly devoid of emotion.
But no matter how cold he may be, this ti, it involved his own child. It was impossible to predict how he would react.
Well, the military will handle it.
Ethan needed to focus on his role as a professor.
So, he decided to let it go.
"Anyway, that's all for now, but if you have any questions or anything else to add, now's the ti."
Hed given them almost all the information; there shouldn't be much more to say.
Ethan expected as much. However, at that mont, soone suddenly raised their hand It was Dilia.
"Professor."
"Yes, what is it?"
"I, uh, withdraw myself."
"......what?"
What did she just say? Ethan blinked his round eyes, as if he hadn't understood the situation, and he wasn't the only one. Noah and the other students also stared at Dilia in surprise.
"Wait, withdraw? Why are you suddenly......."
"Because, Ulan, not here."
No, what does that have to do with anything?
Ethan gave her a puzzled look.
anwhile, Dilia, having said what she wanted to say, promptly stood up from her seat. As if she had no more business there.
"Well, excuse ."
"Now, wait! Hey! Dilia!"
He tried to grab her desperately, but it was in vain.
Dilia left the classroom faster than Ethan's attempt to stop her
Drrrr!
and the entrance door closed.
Silence descended in the classroom.
No one was expecting it. Not Ethan, not the students, not anyone.
"I'm withdrawing myself."
Another shocking statent.
Ibella's face was expressionless. Ethan swallowed back a groan at the appearance of the second abstainer after Dilia.
"Ibella, why would you......."
"I am indirectly responsible for Ulan's punishnt this ti, so I will take responsibility and withdraw."
Ibella left the classroom without saying anything else.
Drrrr!
In less than a minute, two students had already withdrawn. Ethan was at a loss for words by the suddenness of the scene.
Noah frowned, 'Wait, this is a bit of a problem.'
The reason Noah was participating in the mock battles was to obtain Hidden Pieces.
To be more precise, it was for the Subjugation Eventa challenge where a powerful monster unsealed from a seal needed to be defeated to obtain Hidden Rewards.
'However, the difficulty is quite high.'
To the point where students have died.
Therefore, it was essential to have at least two or more Nad characters to complete this subjugation event. The recomnded number of Nad characters in the strategy was three.
'But...'
Dilia and Ibella have already dropped out. In addition, it was impossible to get help from Ulan.
In other words, the only Nad left was Noah herself. Realizing this fact, she made an imdiate decision, "I'm sorry, but I'm going to forfeit too."
"......Why?"
"Uh, Ulan."
With a brief answer, Noah finished speaking.
Then, she quickly stood up.
No matter how important Hidden Pieces and rewards were, they weren't more valuable than her life.
Just as he was about to leave the classroom
Thud! Drdrdrdr!
the door suddenly slamd open.
"S, senior!"
The visitor was Professor Stella.
She looked pale, as if sothing dire had happened. anwhile, Professor Ethan raised his eyebrows and said, "Stella, knock first and ......."
"Knocking or whatever doesn't matter! Sothing big has happened!"
"What's wrong?"
"Well, I an......!"
Stella, who had been pacing nervously, leaned in and whispered sothing into Ethan's ear. After a mont, when the ssage had been conveyed, Ethan's face hardened, "...Is that true?"
"Yes! That's why an ergency eting was called!"
Ethan grimaced, as if he had a headache. After a mont, he sighed and addressed the students, "Uh, I'm sorry, but I have to excuse myself because of an urgent matter. I'll let the professors in charge of each class know about any other announcents. That's all."
After finishing his statent...
the two professors imdiately left the classroom.
"What's going on? What happened?"
"I don't know. But more importantly, what should we do now?"
"If Dilia Arpen is out..."
The students began discussing their future course of action.
However, these conversations did not enter Noah's ears. That's because she heard sothing even more shocking.
'......Is this for real?'
Her eyes trembled slightly.
She was near the door to the classroom, and she had unintentionally overheard Stella's whisper.
It went sothing like this
Count Deorg has announced his intention to visit the Academy as soon as possible.
One of the Five Swords of the Ruben Empire Istan el Deorg's visit.
Noah couldn't help but laugh half-heartedly at the unexpected turn of events that had never happened in the original.
'Ha ha, I'm screwed.'
Ah, who knows anymore? Just go with the flow.
With a resigned mindset, Noah left the classroom. The sky reflected in her eyes was filled with dark clouds.
As if a storm was about to hit.
(End of Chapter. . . . . . . .Thanks for Reading. . . . . . . . . )
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