C92: Celebration (2)
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As he entered the banquet held to celebrate the appointment of Theonâs new teacher gazes flew over him like arrows.
âThere are a lot of people.â
I was embarrassed for a moment because the eyes were full of burdensome attention, but I kept my calm appearance and headed inside.
Rather, when it comes to banquet halls, donât they usually play music to maintain a soft atmosphere? Why are they staying still?
âHasnât the party started yet?â
With that in mind, I leaned my back against one of the walls to get a full view of the banquet hall.
In an instant, the stopped time began to flow again. The people who were talking to each other continued the conversation from a while ago, and some of them rolled their eyes and burst into laughter as if they were having fun.
However, the basis of such behavior was full of pretense that was hard to hide. I can even feel the illusion that it flows out and spreads around like a black fog.
âTheyâre not talking to each other, theyâre watching someone else.â
Especially me.
If I said this, I might seem paranoid but thereâs no way that I, who is sensitive to such gazes, would not know. Most of the people were either looking sideways at me, or glaring at me.
I could fully guess why.
âThis banquet is held with the purpose of making relationships.â
Theonâs new teachers are young and have excellent magical skills, so they think that it would be good to make a relationship with them, even a little.
Indeed, as I was watching the people in the banquet hall began to move.
âOh, Miss Selina. Good to meet you. Iâm a member of the House of Representatives, Charles.â
âAre you Ms. Merylda? My name is Walt Miller, a director of a magic potion manufacturing company. Are you interested?â
âOh. Count Chris Benimore. As rumored, you are really handsome.â
I checked the faces of the people in this banquet hall.
All of them were rich and noble people, city councilors, aristocrats, wealthy businessmen, etc.
âAll of them are Theon supporters.â
Theon needs a huge budget for operations like magic research, class materials, special materials, all kinds of infrastructure, etc.
Considering the cost of raising a single wizard, the amount of money spent at the academy that trains a large number of elite wizards every year is bound to be astronomical.
My starting salary as a new teacher right now made my mouth water. Considering other miscellaneous expenses, it would be difficult to imagine the detailed amount.
âIt is difficult for the Theon Academy to cover the money on its own.â
Theon is not an international bank, and money cannot be printed and distributed like a factory.
In order to invest a huge amount of money, it is inevitable to receive external support and all the people here smell of money.
There are people who need money and people with money but who want to get something more and in this hall transactions that benefit both parties are made.
âThatâs why Theon belongs to the Empire, but it is not purely part of the Empire.â
All kinds of countries have invested in Theon. Not only the Exilion Empire, but also Delike, Queoden, Utah, Bretus, Fatima, etc.
And even the huge capitalists without borders, regardless of country.
It wouldnât be unusual for them to put a face stamp on talented people who might make a name for themselves in the future. This is a kind of annual event that is held to the point that it is tiresome to ask why. It is a place to build personal connections under the pretext of congratulating the new teachers.
As I watched the desire wriggle, someone approached me.
âNice to meet you. Are you Professor Rudger Chelici?â
I replied with a slight nod.
âYes, but.â
âNice to meet you. Iâm Count Deckers, one of Theonâs supporters.â
I wondered why he didnât move until now, but he was measuring me.
When Count Deckers stepped forward first, people who were only looking at him began to move one by one. Once someone started it was easy for others to move. I wasnât happy with the situation.
âWhat should I do? If I leave it like this, things will become messy.â
Iâm here not to have a formal conversation with strangers. I came with the intention of finding the First Order of the Black Dawn Society hiding in the banquet hall.
The process had to be natural and I didnât want anyone to disturb me, but from the start I got tangled up by these people before I could even start.
If this is the case, I have no choice but to push myself a little harder.
âIâm sorry.â
I spoke firmly to Count Deckers, who spoke to me with a heavy air.
âI donât feel like talking to anyone right now.â
âWhat did you say?â
âI said, Iâd appreciate it if you could step aside for a while.â
My tone sounded like I didnât even want to come here.
As I said it, narrowing my eyes, Count Deckers swallowed his saliva, and then hurriedly nodded his head.
âIâm sorry I wasted your time.â
Iâm glad youâre quick-witted and so were the people around him.
When Count Deckers left without doing anything, those who were watching from a few feet away stepped back.
They are clearly inferior to the Count Deckers and since he had not been able to speak with me they gave up.
âI think the first round is over.â
The problem is, there are many people who havenât given up yet.
I donât know exactly who Count Deckers is, but considering his position, he must have been above average among those gathered at this banquet hall.
The fact that there are people who donât give up giving me persistent eyes when such a person has stepped down naturally proves that their level is high.
âIâm sure theyâre pretty annoying people.â
Iâm not happy if such people come forward and talk to me. As I was thinking about how to solve this, I saw a woman with pink hair and a pink dress.
It was teacher Selina who was embarrassed by a young manâs blatant approach.
Hmm. Maybe.
I pulled my back from the wall and walked toward teacher Selina. Some people see me moving and look at me with curious eyes but I lightly ignored them.
Someone plucked up the courage to try to talk to me in the middle, but I blocked all their actions by shaking my hand lightly.
âSelina, how about having a drink with me? I know a good place.â
âEh, hehe. Iâm sorry. I donât really like unfamiliar placesâ¦â¦.â
âWhy are you refusing? Itâs a place where itâs hard for ordinary people to go.â
âOh, no. I mean, itâsâ¦â¦.â
âThatâs enough.â
As I stepped up and spoke, the person who was flirting with Selina teacher looked this way.
âWhat is this?â
He distorted his face with irritation, perhaps because he thought he was disturbed.
I stared at him in silence.
âHeâs in his late 20âs, clothing that looks luxurious, a bad posture with one leg without proper standing and a self-conceited, defiant look.â
I looked around.
All the guys who were after Selina have gone away
Although Selina is a commoner, she is capable enough to become a teacher of Theon at a young age. In addition with her striking beauty and a good personality she must have been quite fascinating for people seeking personal connections,
Rather, it would be easier to approach her because she was a commoner rather than aristocrat.
âIt sounds like heâs a high-ranking noble.â
His family is so strong that even small and medium-sized aristocrats canât speak but that doesnât concern me.
âItâs rude to trouble a lady.â
âOh, so who are you?â
Then Selina looked back at me and opened her eyes wide.
âTeacher Rudger!â
â Rudger? Whoâs that?â
He doesnât recognize me.
Seeing that he was saying that sincerely rather than deliberately, I was very embarrassed. It was at the moment I was thinking about whether I should introduce myself as a new teacher of Theon. A man who looked old among the crowd rushed up, approached the man in front of me and whispered something in his ear.
He is dressed for the party but I could tell he is a wizard. Maybe heâs telling me who I am.
âSo what?â
With that intention in mind, the man let out a sigh as if it was ridiculous.
âOh, really. Maybe itâs because heâs a fallen aristocrat, but thereâs nothing in his head.â
The words made the faces of the nobles watching the situation cold. However, some people who knew about this man were showing signs of resignation as if they knew it would happen. Judging by that reaction alone, it must not have been the first time he spoke such nonsense.
âMy name is Ivan Luke, have you heard of it? Donât you know Luke? When it comes to Lukeâs, itâs a name even the back alley beggars have heard of.â
I know the name Luke well. Founded by Theodore Luke, Luke is one of the richest conglomerates in the empire. Lukeâs has spread its influence throughout the empire to such an extent that it is said to reach out to any field where money exists. Naturally, as a businessman, the name Luke could never be taken lightly.
Above all Luke is the owner of Kunst, which hosts the upcoming auction. Given that Ivanâs last name is Luke, he is probably the descendent of Theodore Luke, the founder of Lukeâs company.
Thinking that he was the second generation of a rich conglomerate, I immediately understood the person in front of me.
âA fallen noble like you is not someone who should make eye contact and talk with others in this place.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âIf you understand, get out of my way Iâll let you off the hook.â
This is a bothersome situation. I just came in with the intention of removing the flies that were bothering Selina.
Apparently, the person in cause was a descendant of Luke. It seems that while I was trying to remove some flies I pocked a beehive.
Behind my back, Selinaâs slender hands were shaking as she held my sleeve.
If I step down from here, that jerk will try to force Selina to go with him.
ââ¦â¦I canât help it.â
âHey, get out of the wayâ
âIâm sorry.â
I said, staring at Ivan with unwavering eyes.
âMs. Selina has a prior contract with me first.â
My face didnât change while I lied.
âIsnât that so? Teacher Selina.â
âOh.â
Perhaps reading something in that action, she nodded hastily.
âYes, yes, thatâs right.â
Ivan Lukeâs face was horribly distorted.
âHey, are you kidding me?â
âDo I look like Iâm kidding?â
âWhat? Ha. Youâre a funny guy. Just because youâre a Theon teacher or something, do you think Iâm going to quit?â
Ivan strode up to me, saying so then he raised his right hand and tried to push my shoulder but he couldnât because I was faster and grabbed his wrist.
âYouâ¦What are you doing? Arenât you going to let go of my hand?â
âIf you say so, Iâll give you the same treatment.â
I said and increased the strength of my grip on his wrist.
âDid you think Iâd step down just because youâre a member of the Luke family?â