Translator: Kell | Editor: Weasalopes
Vortex of Negativity and a Stake
Besides the principal, there were three more people in her office. Professors and the head researcher, hailing from Kirihal, Ludancia, and Euroba.
A knock came at the door.
ãHmm? Do you have an appointment with someone today, Maâam?ãProfessor Kilnenko asked.
A short spear instructor, he was from Ludancia. Acting like he owned the place, he opened the door.
ãOh, my!ã
His expression turned serious, clearly not expecting the guest.
ãThe principal requested to see me.ã
League âGreen Ogreâ Rumania entered the office. The men from Kirihal and Euroba looked surprised as well.
The academy principal was from Zubura, the weakest nation in Forestia. Being the head of the academy, calling students to her office was possible. But this time it was a bit different. The one she summoned was no ordinary student. It was widely known to those who dabbled in politics that the Green Ogre was the most powerful clan in Rumania. Even with her authority as the principal, she couldnât possibly call for him that easily.
ãThank you for coming, Mr. League.ã
ãIn this academy, Iâm only a student. Please drop the honorifics.ã
ãVery well, League.ã
Watching the exchange, the three men looked even more surprised now. The relaxed atmosphere almost made them question when Zubura and Rumania became close.
ãCan you please leave us?ãthe principal asked.
ãAh, but...ã
ãThis is not a request, but an order.ã
ãYes, Maâam.ã
The three men begrudgingly left the room.
ãAre you sure about this? They probably donât know that your nephew has recovered.ãLeague spoke as soon as the men were gone.
The principalâs nephew had recovered from the poisoning thanks to the leaves of the Drakon Kidney Flower.
The three men just now were among the many people who tried to take advantage of the mentally exhausted principal, whispering words like âI can helpâ or âTake revenge against Ponsoniaâ. Even worse, some shamelessly suggested she stepped down from her position so she could take care of her nephew.
ãTheyâll find out soon. Anyway, Iâm surprised you helped in gathering what we needed as well.ã
ãLord Silvester already had some so what I did was pointless.ã
ãYou donât have to be modest. I heard the adventurer you hired saved Lord Silvesterâs life.ãn/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
ãIf he said so, then it must be true. I wasnât there at the scene.ã
League only knew what Hikaru told him. The boy might be a skilled adventurer, but he couldnât possibly take on a dragon alone. Or at least that was what he thought. He was taken aback when he heard Silvester admit to Hikaru saving his life. The Zuburan Lord basically showed weakness with that statement.
ãLord Silvester wouldnât lie. Heâs a great man who could carry the future of Zubura on his shoulders.ãthe principal said.
ãI see.ã
ãI am truly grateful for what you did. I want to show you my gratitude, but I donât really know what it is you desire. If you hoped to claim my seat, you wouldnât help Lord Silvester. He said that the Green Ogre did so out of goodwill.ã
ãAnd you donât believe that?ã
ãUnfortunately, I canât. Our nations have quite the history.ã
ãI know our relations canât be improved overnight. And I didnât send the adventurer specifically to save Lord Silvester. If you wish to thank someone, you should thank him.ã
ãHim? You mean the adventurer you hired? Do I know him?ã
ãYes. Heâs a student here.ã
ãMy!ã
She sounded delighted, half-rising from her seat.
ãI didnât know we had such a gifted student! Whatâs his name?ã
ãItâs Hikaru.ã
ã...What?ã
ãHe recently enrolled to the academy.ã
The principal suddenly sank back down to her seat, as though feeling dizzy.
ãDoes he have black hair and eyes?ã
ãYes.ã
ãAnd young?ã
ãYes.ã
ãI see now why Professor Mikhail took a liking to him. That man doesnât care about personality as long as someone has talent.ã
League couldnât help but smile after hearing the last part.
ãTrue, Hikaru has a bit of a twisted personality.ã
ãYou sound like you two are close.ã
ãNot at all. I canât even let my guard down when talking to him. He might just stab me out of nowhere.ã
ãWhy did you ask him to do a job, then?ã
ãHis skills are the real deal.ã
The chair creaked as the principal straightened her posture.
ãVery well. Iâll make sure to thank Hikaru when I have the time. But since youâre the one who sent him, I want to somehow repay you. I canât give you my seat. Will money do?ã
ãNo need. Like I said, I did it out of pure goodwill. I know thatâs hard to believe, so how about this? If Iâm in trouble, I would like to request your assistance. Any way you can help.ã
ã.........ã
The principal studied him suspiciously.
ãAre you scheduled to have some sort of trouble?ã
League heaved a sigh.
ãItâs hard to have a conversation with someone who feels suspicious about everything.ã
ãI told you. We have a complicated history. Do you want me to be more specific? Two hundred sixty years ago, Rumania deceived Zubura and took our land. Recently, about four years ago, you overthrew a Zuburan government official.ã
ãIâm well aware of that. Iâm just saying thereâs a vortex of negativity here.ã
ã...Vortex of negativity?ã
League gave a nod.
ãThe vortex spins and spins, speeding up over the years. Gradually the relationship between our nations worsens. Someone has to stop it. I want to be the first one to stick a stake into the vortex.ã
Childish words, the principal thought. Not even idealistic. But these words came from a young man from the Green Ogre clan. She could tell he was serious.
ãIâd like to believe you, but...ã
ãI know. My words are hardly convincing.ã
ãDoes your family know about this?ã
ã...No.ã
For the first time, bitterness spread across his face.
ãI have a few people on my side, but most of them are the typical Rumanians you know.ã
ãI see...ã
After a few more words, League left the office without accepting anything tangible as gratitude.
ãStick a stake into the vortex of negativity...ãthe principal muttered under her breath.
After leaving the office, League headed straight outside. As he passed by the campus grounds, he noticed something.
Professor Mikhail had his arms crossed, roaring with laughter, saying âSloppyâ and âPut your backs into itâ. Professor Mille was behind him, fast asleep under the shades.
What drew his attention was the students lying sprawled on the ground, gasping for air with practice swords by their side. Roy was among them and the student from Jarazack who was the strongest in the great sword class.
ã...Hikaru?ã
Wearily, the boy with the black hair and eyes, stood up.
ãWhatâs this? Only Hikaru got back up. You lack stamina yourself, Hikaru!ãMikhail said.
ãIâve been fighting non-stop...ã
ãYeah, but they didnât even land a blow on you.ã
ãThatâs just how I fight... Man, these guys are tough. I kicked them a number of times...ã
ãWant to fight me next?ã
ãNo way. Iâm completely out of gas. Iâm heading home.ã
Hikaru started limping back.
ãWhat happened?ãLeague asked as he caught up to him.
ãDonât talk to me. I feel like throwing up.ã
ãSo you get exhausted too.ã
ã.........ã
ãYou look like you had fun.ã
ãGet your eyes checked, then. I feel awful. Iâm all sweaty and dirty.ã
ãYou look refreshed, though.ã
ãShut up.ã
ãSo you got to experience things that friends do.ã
ãNot at all.ã
ãIâm sure Roy was happy that you spent time with him.ã
ãLeague, is this some sort of a payback?ã
ãYouâre overthinking things. ã
League followed Hikaru all the way home. It might look like he was poking fun at Hikaru, but he was actually worried. The young man didnât know just how strong Hikaru really was. But the amount of stamina he had was just right for his age. So he decided to walk him home. He was disappointed, however, to find out that Hikaruâs home was close.
ãFor the record, I didnât ask you to walk me home.ã
Hikaru apparently noticed Leagueâs concern.
ãOf course. I just wanted to.ã
ãOkay, cool. I wonât think much of it, then.ãHikaru said and entered his apartment building.
ãâI wonât think much of it...â I suppose gaining other peopleâs trust is not that easy.ãLeague said as he turned back.