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Luna shouted,
"Then, then Davian decides!"
It was the first time Luna had raised her voice so actively since entering the academy.
Her friends, who had been staring blankly at Luna for a moment, soon began to chatter again as they pleased.
"Why Davian? Roan Kaerum is a swordsman, right? I'm the most suitable."
"Anyone can quickly learn to swing a sword."
"What? Are you making a statement that belittles swordsmanship, Latia?"
"Okay, Liber. Who looks the most like Roan Kaerum?"
"According to history books, Roan Kaerum was a tall, blonde knight..."
Latia slammed the table!
"See? I have the same appearance. It says blonde."
"Latia, didn't you hear he was a tall knight? I'm taller."
"But you have red hair!"
"Can you even hold a sword properly?"
"U-um, Latia, Bonita. I said I'd do it first..."
Whether she knew the fierce conflict of the three women or not, Nubes smiled and said to Liber.
"Liber, then I can be that person. You know, that guardian warrior. The archmage's guardian warrior. What was his name...?"
"Pherenando Hudson, the Shield of Fabian?"
"Ah! That's right! Does that role appear in the play too?"
"Yes. Oh! Come to think of it... Judging by your size and appearance, you're perfect, Nubes. Nubes Arbor is decided for the role of Pherenando Hudson!"
"Ahaha. Thank you, Liber."
This time Bellum asked.
"What about me? Who should I be? These three are scary, so I can't even try for the heroine."
"Hmm... Bellum, you're good at talking. How about writing the script with me instead? I'll be in charge of the story. You'll be in charge of the lines."
"Oh? A script? Hmm... That's not bad either? It seems important!"
"Great! Bellum and I will co-write it."
"Co-write? Ooh, that sounds important too!"
At that time, Latia's cold voice was heard.
"Hey, Davian. Just decide as Luna said. Who do you think should be Fabian Hendrick's lover, Roan Kaerum?"
"I don't care. Decide among yourselves."
Kanzar City, the capital of the Alcancia Kingdom.
An ordinary back alley pub on the outskirts of the city, 'Exitium'.
A secret space located under the toilet in the back of the pub building.
Three men were sitting in the dark room, with only silhouettes visible in the dim light.
Two of the men, seemingly of high status, were sitting in chairs next to the table, and one man was kneeling on one knee in front of them on the floor.
"Dylan failed?"
"Yes. As instructed, he succeeded in formally challenging Davian to a duel, but he was completely defeated in the match."
"He wasn't exposed as one of our people, was he?"
"No. I don't think so."
"If he lost because he wasn't skilled enough, it's not just Dylan's fault. It's more our fault for not properly understanding Davian's skills. Since he wasn't exposed, let's leave Dylan as he is for now."
"But isn't he just a freshman? And Dylan was completely defeated? A fourth-year student? And we taught him swordsmanship in the organization since he was young to get him into the academy?"
"Isn't he the one who defeated the Gray Witch with his friends? He's definitely not ordinary."
The kneeling man said.
"He used magic and swordsmanship freely. And he used a unique sword made with magic."
"A sword made with magic?"
"Yes. According to the organization members at the scene, it was an ice sword made using water element magic."
"What star swordsman is Dylan?"
"He's a beginner, but he's a 5-star."
"He faced a 5-star swordsman's aura-infused sword with just ice? An academy freshman?"
"Yes. That's what happened."
The man sitting on the right stroked his chin.
"He's not ordinary. We shouldn't approach him thinking he's just an academy student."
"Then how about sending Sophie this time?"
"Sophie? It won't be easy to infiltrate the academy. Although, if it's Sophie, she might be able to do it."
The man sitting on the left asked the kneeling man.
"Isn't it almost the Elton Academy festival season?"
"Yes. I know that the festival is scheduled to be held in May."
The man on the right slapped his knee.
"That's right. Don't they invite Elton City citizens into the academy on the third day?"
"That's right. Sophie could easily infiltrate that day."
"Yes... That day will be the anniversary of that arrogant young man's death."
A few days later, an empty classroom to be used as a presentation practice room.
It was a classroom that Mateo Professor had shown us that wasn't in use, and one wall was entirely made of mirrors, indicating what it was originally used for.
In the end, Luna, Latia, and Bonita decided on the roles by rock-paper-scissors.
After the rock-paper-scissors ended.
"Hey, I'm going to drop out. I think it's better to do swordsmanship training at this time."
Bellum grabbed Bonita's arm as she turned coolly and tried to leave the practice room.
"Hey! You can't drop out now. And Bonita, you said you'd participate in everything Davian and Liber do."
"...Damn it. Then what should I do?"
Liber shouted excitedly.
"The Demon Lord Commander!"
Bonita turned to Liber with sharp eyes.
"A demon? You're telling me to be a demon?"
"Yeah. Why? Do you hate it? According to historical records, the Demon Lord Commander at the time was a woman and was incredibly sexy. Even though she came to massacre humans, humans were captivated by her beauty and lined up to follow her. Such sexiness is incomparable to human women."
Bonita's expression, which had been crumpled, subtly unfolded.
"...Really?"
"Yeah. While planning the play, I thought that Bonita, you were perfect for this role. Apart from our group, you're the only one in the entire freshman class who can take on this role."
"Hmm, hmm. Really?"
"That's right?"
"Okay, then I'll do it. That role."
Like Bonita, Luna, who had lost in rock-paper-scissors, approached Liber weakly and asked.
"Then who should I be? Latia decided to be the heroine, so give me anything that's left..."
"Luna? Of course, you're Princess Beatrice Alcancia!"
Luna's shoulders, which had been drooping, twitched.
"A princess?"
"Yeah! The first and last royal family head magician!"
"A princess but a head magician?"
"That's right. And the most cherished disciple of the Archmage Fabian Hendricks!"
Luna's sparkling eyes, looking at Liber, twinkled.
"O-okay! I'll do it! Princess Beatrice Alcancia!"
"Okay, then that's it. Wait."
Liber went to the wall with the blackboard and began to write down each role.
Script: Liber Specula, Bellum Amandria
Fabian Hendricks (Archmage): Davian Naone
Roan Kaerum (8-star knight, archmage's lover): Latia Meridiem
Beatrice Alcancia (Princess, archmage's disciple): Luna Pueri
Pherenando Hudson (Archmage's Guardian): Nubes Arbor
Demon Lord Commander (Sexy): Bonita Portis
Giant of the Gorge: Liber Specula
Demon Leader: Bellum Amandria
"Liber and I decided to be the Giant of the Gorge and the Demon Leader because they are villains and have less importance. These are the main characters, and for the remaining minor roles, we can have the kids who don't appear in the scene dress up and reappear."
Davian asked.
"Liber, when will the script come out?"
"By the end of this week at the latest? Why? Are you very excited? The first playwright debut of Liber Specula, a information collector and storyteller!"
"Uh... Yeah. I'm looking forward to it."
After the midterms, Elton Academy was definitely in a cheerful atmosphere.
This is because it is the period when classes and assignments are the most lenient, regardless of grade.
After the festival, they will return to a tight schedule of classes and training, but until then, many professors tend to let the students roam freely.
In addition, mana training and personal training are prohibited for three days during the festival, which takes place on the third week of May, Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday.
However, it is not a system where they search for students who secretly practice or train and give them demerits.
However, it is just a consideration from the academy so that students tired of competition can enjoy the festival with a lighter heart.
Davian's party was also busy preparing for the festival, taking a break from the training burden for the first time in a while.
Liber kicked open the practice room door and came in.
"Script completed!"
Friends who had been practicing the play with the script that Bellum had partially written gathered together.
Latia asked.
"Did you write it all the way through to the end?"
"Yes!"
"But isn't it too thick?"
"The footsteps of the Archmage are never light!"
This time Bonita asked.
"How long will it take to do all of this as a play?"
"I don't know!"
"...Where's my sword?"
Nubes barely stopped Bonita, who was going to get the sword that had been set up on one wall, saying she would cut Liber.
Meanwhile, Davian, who quickly scanned the script, focusing on the main events, opened his mouth.
"It's too long. Cut out the middle and leave only the beginning and the end."
"What? You're going to cut up Liber Specula's first script entirely?"
"How many pages is this, you crazy person? How can you do this as a play? It won't be enough even if you do it for three days of the festival."
"Oh, is that so?"
"Leave only two of the 12 footsteps that you think are fun and cut them all out."
Liber looked like he was about to cry.
Bellum came over and patted Liber on the back.
"Hey, jabber. Cheer up."
"Thank you, Bellum. Still, you're the only one who knows my heart as a co-author."
Bellum's hand, which had been patting Liber's back, slid softly and put him in a headlock.
"Cough! What, what is it?"
"I! Said! It's! Too! Long! You! Jabber! You didn't listen when I told you! What is this! You only did nonsense! For days!"
While co-author Bellum was throwing a headlock of anger, Davian stared blankly at Liber's script.
'It's almost identical.'
12 traces that were identified by looking at the Archmage's autograph autobiography in the secret underground library.
The events and order were mostly consistent with Liber's script.
'If someone were to set out to find the 12 traces of the Archmage according to this script...'
I thought that I might lose a hidden item with five stars.
12 footsteps based on information sent from the family and historical books that Liber studied alone in the library.
Listening to Liber's words, it seemed that the Specula family was not very interested in it yet.
Even Elton Academy was not sure that this legend was true until 5 years ago.
'Even so, there is no good reason to leak this script to the outside.'
Davian called Liber, who had just escaped from Bellum's headlock.
"Liber."
"Huh?"
"Who else did you show this script to?"
"I didn't show it to anyone. I brought it here as soon as it was completed."
"How many copies did you make?"
"That's all I brought here. 7 copies. I begged the assistant to let me use the magic copier."
It's just a play script written by an academy freshman.
Maybe no one will care.
'But it's better to be careful.'
Davian collected the scripts that his friends were sharing one by one.
"Give it all to me for now. I'll go get advice from Professor Sirims."
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