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Creak.
The cabin's porch door opened lightly.
"......!"
"What, what is it, it didn't explode?"
"Davian, you lied?"
The friends breathed a sigh of relief.
On the other hand, Sophie looked even more surprised than before.
Davian turned to look at Sophie.
"Why, are you surprised? Sophie. Your real house entrance isn't here."
Sophie.
A spy from the Marino Empire.
From the continent of Oshid, not the Manum Continent where the Marino Empire is located.
Currently 21 years old.
In the fourth year of her third playthrough, she was caught trying to blow up the professor's lab at Elton Academy.
And the quest that Davian received.
[Catch the terrorist Sophie.]
It took a whopping fifteen days just to find Sophie, who had failed to blow up the professor's lab and fled.
Even with the information he kept receiving from the academy.
And he finally succeeded in catching her in this house.
Since she was with the academy's guards, Sophie was immediately taken to the academy.
After that, she was taken to the capital, but he couldn't hear any news after that.
And all those magic bombs in this house were recovered by the academy.
In the process, Davian learned a lot about Sophie.
He also learned that she was good at disguise.
That's why he was able to recognize Sophie, who appeared disguised as an overly ordinary middle-aged woman, on the first day of the festival.
It was because he had missed her once in the last playthrough because of that disguise.
On the first day of the festival, Davian secretly followed Sophie.
Before long, he was able to find out Sophie's plan to bomb the performance stage.
So he told his friends in advance and gave them each a scroll that could warp to this place.
At the same time as Sophie's magic bomb exploded inside the stage, Davian and his party were all able to tear the scroll and move to the east of Elton City.
'It's annoying that she tried to kill me, but maybe I can use this situation.'
Davian strode into the living room.
He picked up a large sofa with one hand and threw it into the corner.
"Around here, I guess."
He said, tapping the floor with his foot.
"Open it. Now."
Sophie's eyes widened more than ever.
The string of tension that had gradually loosened while being dragged here was tightened again in an instant.
"You... how the hell?"
"Open it. I know everything."
"What, what is it. Was I trapped today? Are you from the organization? What do you want from me? I cooperated as much as I could! Please, just stop...!"
"Don't jump to conclusions. Open the door. I'm not from your organization."
Sophie stared blankly at Davian.
"Then what the hell are you?"
"The person who holds your lifeline."
"......"
"And also the lifeline of your family that the Marino Empire is holding hostage."
"......!"
"Open it."
After a moment of deliberation, Sophie slowly walked over to Davian.
"...Okay. I'll cooperate. But you have to tell me how you knew all this."
"Depends on how you do."
"And... if anything happens to my family because of this, you'll die by my hand."
"If you don't open this door in 10 seconds, you'll die by my hand now."
On the surface, it was an ordinary wooden floor.
But it was a magical device that Sophie had created herself.
Tap, tap, tap, tap.
Sophie put magic into her toes and tapped various parts of the floor several times.
Latia's eyes widened as she watched.
"Magic with her feet?"
Unlike inner force, which spread freely throughout the body, magic emanated from the heart and was expressed only through the arms and hands.
At least, that was the case on the Pax Continent, where the Alcancia Kingdom was located.
Davian answered Latia's question.
"I've heard that wizards on the Oshid Continent can also express magic with their feet."
"Hoo..."
In the meantime.
Creak.
The wooden floor opened to the sides, revealing a passage leading down to the basement.
Liber approached and shouted.
"Wow! It was definitely a wooden floor that didn't show any signs just now?"
Davian nudged Sophie's back.
"Go down first."
Sophie turned her head and glared at Davian.
'How much do you know? This bastard.'
If Davian had gone down first, arrows would have been shot all over his body.
While feeling regretful, she was slowly starting to get scared of Davian.
'I have no choice but to cooperate for now.'
Sophie took the lead and began to descend into the underground space.
After going down the stairs for a while, Sophie's real secret house appeared.
A fairly large space.
It was equipped with a bed and a kitchen where you could cook simple meals.
Other than that, it was filled with all sorts of magical tools and experimental tools.
The shelves that completely surrounded the walls were filled with magic bombs of various sizes.
Davian went to one side of the wall and picked up a magic bomb.
"You've made a lot."
"Hmph. Mr. Know-It-All Detective. I guess you don't know everything after all?"
"Yeah. It's my first time coming in here."
"Of course! I don't even tell our organization members about this... What? Then you've really been to this cabin?"
Davian looked at the magic bombs without answering.
"I'll take half. I'll leave the other half. You just act the same as you do now. Be careful not to make today's events obvious."
"Th... that's all?"
"All?"
"Is that all you want from me?"
"Of course not."
It was then.
The sound of hooves was heard outside.
"Who, who is it again?"
"My attendant."
"Attendant?"
When they came out of the underground space, they saw Mons bringing a large cart.
"Young Master! Are you okay?"
"As you can see. But you came alone?"
"Of course not."
Mons opened the door of the cart.
A man whose face was covered with bruises, as if he had been beaten a lot, rolled out of the cart.
His whole body was tied tightly with ropes.
"What, why did you hit him so much?"
"He didn't listen very well."
"Well, yeah. This much is fine. More importantly, did anyone see you bringing him?"
"No. There isn't."
Davian gestured for Luna to come over.
"Luna, heal our senior a little."
"S, Senior?"
"Don't you remember his face? Dylan Nedeon. He's a 4th-year senior who had a formal sparring match with me."
"Ah...! I didn't recognize him because his face was so messed up."
"So heal him a little. There are people I want to introduce to each other."
A little later.
Inside Sophie's cabin.
The friends helped move the magic bombs and then returned to the academy, leaving only Davian and Mons.
Davian and Mons are sitting on the sofa.
Dylan and Sophie are sitting in the two chairs facing them.
"Okay, say hello to each other. It's your first time meeting, right? This is Dylan Nedeon. This is Sophie Mare. ...Ah. I should show you the marks first. To each other."
Dylan and Sophie turned their heads simultaneously with surprised eyes.
"Why are you so surprised. You two are on the same side. So show each other the marks and confirm your identities."
Mons quietly got up, drew his sword, and pointed it at Dylan's neck.
"Can't you hear what the Young Master is saying?"
Only then did Dylan begin to unbutton his school uniform top.
Unbuttoning it halfway, Dylan exposed his left shoulder and used inner force.
A black tattoo appeared on his shoulder.
It was the shape that Davian and Mons already knew.
Gnash.
The sound of Mons gritting his teeth could be heard by Davian.
"Next."
Mons pointed the tip of his sword at Sophie.
Sophie, who had rolled up her pants above her knees, exposed her thigh.
When she flowed magic into her legs, a black tattoo appeared, the same as Dylan's.
"Come to think of it, unless you're from the Oshid Continent, a wizard can't engrave that tattoo on their lower body. The tattoo only appears when you flow magic."
Sophie pulled down her pants and replied.
"I guess so."
"Okay, everyone sit down. Because there are a lot of things the four of us will be talking about from now on."
The next day.
After the noisy festival, the academy returned to its normal routine.
Davian, who woke up early in the morning, sat on the bed and brought up the notification window.
'Point history.'
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[Mana Points: 79,160]
―Magic: 318,086
―Inner Force: 48,042
―Outer Force: 24,390
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Destroying one C-grade dungeon core had accumulated quite a few points.
'Should I try to sort things out calmly?'
Davian's current inner force is at the level of a 3-star swordsman.
He took out the red notebook that he had placed on his bedside table and opened it.
Notes written densely in Korean.
After turning a few pages, the page where he had organized mana points and wizard grades opened.
'I became a 3-star wizard when my mana points exceeded 32,000. It seems that the swordsman's grades are similar to the wizard grade system.'
Comparing his current inner force with the wizard grades he had noted down for each mana, he saw a point of agreement.
'It's a simpler system than I thought.'
The grades of swordsman and wizard, such as 1-star or 2-star.
In order to receive official grade certification, you must take a test at a royal authorized institution.
And while you are at Elton Academy, the grades you receive from the tests you take here are also recognized.
And Davian organized mana points and wizard grades based on his memories from the last playthrough.
Then, he was able to discover a surprisingly simple rule.
Each time mana points double, you go up to the next grade.
Davian looked at the table he had organized.
1-star: 8,000 Magic
2-star: 16,000 Magic
3-star: 32,000 Magic
4-star: 64,000 Magic
5-star: 128,000 Magic
6-star: 256,000 Magic
The magic required for each grade increases exactly twice.
So, to become a 7-star wizard, you need to obtain 512,000 magic.
Davian's current magic is 318,076.
It has increased a bit compared to the 3rd playthrough, but it is still at the level of a 6-star wizard.
'To become a 7-star, I need to collect 500,000 magic, and to become an 8-star, I need to collect 1 million magic...'
To become a 9-star, you need 2 million magic.
He wondered how much magic Professor Sirims, who had already become a 9-star wizard 5 years ago, had.
Now, if you apply these conditions to swordsmen as well.
Davian's current inner force is 48,042.
According to the table Davian had organized, he falls into the 3-star swordsman category.
In fact, Davian's current skills that he has identified are at the same level.
'So, if my inner force becomes 64,000, I will become a 4-star swordsman.'
Davian allocated 20,000 out of the 79,160 mana points to inner force.
He felt a hot energy in his lower abdomen, and vitality surged into his body.
The hot energy went through each and every blood vessel in his body, made a round, and then settled back in his lower abdomen.
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[Mana Points: 59,160]
―Magic: 318,086
―Inner Force: 68,042
―Outer Force: 24,390
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He exceeded the standard for a 4-star swordsman.
'So now I'm a 6-star wizard and a 4-star swordsman.'
This time, he checked his skills.
'Skill status.'
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[Current Skill Status]
<Passive Skills>
―Blessing of Hydra Lv.14
―Eyes to See the Sword's Path Lv.20
<Active Skills>
―Song of Fire Lv.9
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While raising his inner force, the 'Eyes to See the Sword's Path' skill had reached level 20 before he knew it.
Davian turned the notebook page.
It was a page that organized the relationship between skill levels and points.
Levels 1~10: 1 level up per 2,000 points
Levels 11~20: 1 level up per 4,000 points
Levels 21~30: 1 level up per 8,000 points
.
.
.
Davian's gaze turned to the active skill 'Song of Fire'.
It is currently at level 9, but if you raise it to level 20, it will be upgraded to the 'Festival of Fire' skill.
'How much magic do I need to raise it to level 20?'
The calculation was not that complicated.
42,000 magic points.
'That's enough. Should I try it now...?'
After hesitating for a moment, Davian did not allocate points to magic.
'No. Isn't it time for the next bonus stage?'
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