The Demon Prince goes to the Academy - Chapter 515
Chapter 515 The Five
Great Main Churches decided not to cooperate. That’s why I couldn’t even try to purify the ghosts dwelling in Ellen’s soul, regardless of whether it was possible.
Then the only option is magic.
Bertus summoned the royal mages.
“impossible… … . la.”
Bertus had no choice but to harden his expression after hearing the opinions of the archmages in the process of discussing with the imperial mages.
“Visions dealing with souls are extremely rare, Your Majesty.”
Magic that controls the soul.
It was not even properly studied because it was classified as a taboo in the first place.
The soul magic that was researched to improve the condition of the princess is only a part of the magic that deals with the soul.
“It’s not that there aren’t mages who have studied and understood the art of subjugation… … . The means by which it can be dealt with are extremely limited.”
As a result of listening to the stories of the royal mages, Bertus could not help but feel miserable.
The magic itself that deals with the soul is extremely rare.
Those who reach the ranks of great wizards can perform magic that deals with souls by applying them based on their understanding of soul magic. However, the number of ghosts dwelling in Ellen cannot even be estimated.
Even the magic that transferred the souls that originally resided in the body of the demon to Ellen’s body was already a magic that was no different from a miracle.
The royal mages answered that magic was allowed only to beings who had studied magic for a long time, such as Lord Vampires who had lived for an immeasurably long time.
Among humans, especially those with excellent intelligence, the imperial family’s archmages did not lack much in terms of fighting power and magic application ability with Lord Vampires.
However, the weight of the time lived is different.
There is a difference in the total amount of absolute knowledge.
Therefore, large-scale soul transfer techniques that were only possible for Lord Vampires could not be performed with the Empire’s capabilities.
Even if it could be done, I doubt anyone would be able to afford it.
Priests do not cooperate.
Magic has no solution.
“… … .”
Was it an illusion that I could do something?
I’m trying to do something because I can’t leave it alone.
Even though he is in the position of emperor, is there anything he can do for the two of them?
Bertus was just staring at the round table with a hard expression on his face.
Magic.
divine power.
Is it really the only way?
Is there really no other way?
“If it’s an ancient secret or mystery that we don’t know about, there might be some way… … . For us, there is currently no way… … .”
“Ancient mysteries… … ?”
“yes.”
ancient mystery.
At those words, something popped into Bertus’ mind.
incantation.
There is definitely something called witchcraft.
Bertus was able to recall that one of his classmates had a talent for witchcraft.
* * *
No one knows what witchcraft is.
Because of his talent, he learns at the temple, but there is no teacher at the temple who can teach Dettomorian’s specialty.
There were teachers on duty, just as Temple’s students were on duty.
The homeroom teachers of the Royal Class are no exception.
Commanders also had a role in managing students, but it was primarily the responsibility of teachers.
Royal Class 2nd year.
It’s been two years, it should be senior year, but Temple’s curriculum is at a standstill.
In addition to being in charge of the second-year students of the Royal Class, Mr. Mustang, a wizard who is currently on duty.
After Mr. Epinhauser, who was in charge of Class A, sided with the demon king and died, all the second year students of the Royal Class were in charge of Mr. Mustrang.
In front of Bertus, Mr. Mustrang was standing up.
Now Bertus is not a student, but an emperor. Therefore, Mr. Mustang was standing in front of the emperor while standing still, answering the emperor’s question.
“In addition to sorcery, it is psychic… … .”
“Yes, Your Majesty. That’s right.”
It was quite a strange situation that the student he was in charge of was the emperor, but Mustang was still sweating coldly.
In addition to witchcraft, talent in the spiritual realm suggests that what many archmages and clerics have not been able to do may be possible for the Dettomorians.
Of course, it wasn’t necessarily a possibility, but just being able to recognize a possibility meant that Bertus had to grab the straw right now.
B-8 Dettomorian.
“Aren’t you at the garrison?”
“That’s right!”
Some non-combat majors also serve in the military. Just like Adelia with magic crafting talent and Cristina with alchemy talent.
Even music talent Lanian Sesor is on the campaign trail to boost morale in this garrison.
However, Dettomorian, who had the gift of magic, was not in the service.
It is said that he is currently staying in the ecliptic.
Of course, there is no need or obligation for every student at Temple to serve in this war. There is no need to forcibly drag those who are not useful in battle and are not useful to the combatants.
“In the early days of the march, I served in the army, and I was motivated, but… … . Because other students and soldiers are uneasy… … .”
“Are you anxious?”
Mr. Mustrang explained that Dettomorian was not originally decided to remain, but that he returned to the ecliptic after serving for a certain period of time after being judged to remain in the ecliptic.
“yes… … . that that… … .”
Mr. Mustrang began stuttering an explanation to Bertus, his student and the supreme authority.
As the explanation went on, Bertus couldn’t help but have a bad expression on his face.
First of all, Dettomorians do not participate in battle. It’s not because I don’t have a talent that’s useful for the battle itself.
However, after muttering incomprehensible words all day long, once the garrison is established, it stays locked in the tent and does not come out.
They even keep asking for bizarre things.
Saying they need raw chicken, saying they need bones, going wild or mice are good, so having mice makes a difference.
They mumbled incomprehensible words, and when someone looked inside the tent, they said they were doing bizarre things, such as bowing to a grotesque idol made of bones and dancing while smoking candles.
It is ominous to anyone to see, and since the origins of the summoning ceremony of the heretics are being performed every day, not only the soldiers are anxious, but also bizarre rumors are bound to spread.
Ominous stories are bound to spread that one of the Temple students may be possessed by a demon.
“What is it doing?”
“As a homeroom teacher, I also asked several times, but he said he didn’t know the exact effect… … . That’s why when people ask me if I shouldn’t do something like that because they’re anxious, they say that they can’t stay still because this is the only thing they can do… … . its so… … .”
“… … That’s how it happened.”
No one knows what the incantations and rituals muttered by Dettomorian mean specifically.
However, anyone can see that they are performing ominous rituals and doing bizarre things such as using live sacrifices.
The effect is unknown, but it definitely lowers morale.
And morale in the military is a major problem.
Of course, the scale of the army is so huge that one Dettomorian cannot have a big impact on the morale of the entire army, but it definitely continues to have a negative impact in certain areas.
So, the teachers from the garrison of the Temple sent Dettomorian back to the Temple after a meeting.
Bertus and Saviolin Tana couldn’t help but look confused as they listened to Mr. Mustrang’s explanation, who was breaking out in a cold sweat.
“… … Is it okay, Sir Tana?”
Charlotte is still in the same class, so she knows a little about Dettomorian, but Bertus has little idea what Dettomorian really is.
A guy who follows the army and performs bizarre pagan rituals can’t be sane even if he pretends to be.
Even if all other possibilities are blocked, is it okay to entrust the hopes of mankind to an unknown consciousness of an unknown person?
Neither Tana nor Bertus could come to a conclusion easily.
* * *
– Stagger!
“Huh!”
“Ellen… … ? are you okay?”
Heinrich von Schwarz looked at Ellen’s condition as she suddenly grabbed her head and bent her waist after finishing her meal in the barracks of the garrison.
“Yeah, it’s okay… … . are you okay… … .”
With one hand raised as if to say not to worry, Ellen lowered her waist and took a deep breath.
“Don’t you have to go out tomorrow? Are you okay?”
“Fine… … .”
“No, you don’t look okay at all.”
Heinrich clicked his tongue when he saw Ellen in serious condition.
“I’ll go to the operation tomorrow, so take a break. No matter how you do it, you will die.”
“… … .”
Heinrich von Schwarz, a man with pyrokinesis powers.
Before he knew it, Heinrich’s abilities became strong enough to be put into large-scale subjugation operations. That’s why Heinrich belonged to a fairly strong force among the Temple students, enough to accompany Ellen in the operation.
So, over the past two years, Heinrich and Ellen have carried out operations together quite a few times.
Ellen tried to say that it was okay and that I could go instead, but she was already looking at Heinrich’s back, who was moving away.
The pain felt like my soul would break rather than my head breaking.
Ellen took several breaths in place.
Repeatedly making the vision blurred and then clear.
It wasn’t once or twice that I felt like I was about to lose consciousness amidst the words ringing in my head.
“ha… … . ha… … .”
Those who do not know the details only know that Ellen is exhausted.
Everyone who passes by sees Ellen’s face and asks if she’s okay, and Ellen barely answers the question.
Heinrich takes over the operation that Ellen decided to mobilize.
Knowing how much stronger Heinrich’s ability has become compared to before, Ellen doesn’t worry about that.
However, Ellen desperately tries to come to her senses in the strange sense of her ego being blurred.
will disappear someday
I don’t want to disappear now.
I want to hold on until I can hold on.
I don’t know if it’s today, tomorrow or next week.
I want to endure as long as I can.
“Ellen… … ?”
Through the blurred vision in the distance, I saw someone approaching.
It was hard to see, but Ellen could see that it was Cliffman approaching.
Cliffman.
A-5 Cliffman.
Talent is a battle.
and.
and… … .
“… … .”
As if a clouded mind interferes with even thinking. Ellen couldn’t remember anything but Cliffman’s name, number, and talents in her clouded thoughts.
What role does Cliffman play now?
what are you doing
nothing comes to mind
suddenly.
Ellen’s eyes darkened.
wee.
It was only a very short blink of sight, as if he had blinked his eyes.
“… … Huh!”
But like being submerged in deep water and then pulled up. With a strange sense of rising, Ellen came to her senses.
“Huh… … . omg… … .”
Ellen couldn’t help but fall in love.
It felt like I had closed my eyes for a moment and then woke up.
However, Ellen was stunned by the sudden change of scenery around her.
“Are you out of your mind?”
“Ellen… … .”
I was at the garrison a while ago, and I could see the ceiling in front of Ellen’s eyes.
The tent should be visible, but it is not.
It was inside the building.
“W here… … . here… … ?”
Ellen woke up not in the garrison tent in the field, but in a place where she could see a familiar ceiling.
The moment before, only Cliff was approaching.
But right now, Emperor Bertus and Saviolin Tana were on both sides of Ellen, and Ellen was lying on her bed.
“why me… … . to the temple… … ?”
As if I closed and opened my eyes, but time suddenly skipped.
Ellen knows what the ceiling is in front of her.
This was the recovery room in the Temple Royal class dormitory.
I only closed and opened my eyes, but I had passed out for quite a while.
Ellen stared blankly at the ceiling with her eyes wide open.
“I… … . why me… … . here… … ?”
At Ellen’s question, Bertus and Tana had no choice but to look at Ellen with pity.
* * *
Ellen could tell Bertus that she had been unconscious for about four hours.
Ellen passed out in front of Cliffman.
And after being moved to the garrison barracks, Bertus and Saviolin Tana were guided by Ellen’s recruits and moved to the ecliptic via mass teleport.
Although her mind was as heavy as wet cotton, her body was fine, so Ellen was able to get out of bed in no time.
Royal Class Dormitory Recovery Room.
Along with Reinhardt, Ellen often used this place.
However, now that most of the students and teachers are serving in the military, the entire dormitory, including the recovery room of the Royal Class dormitory, was empty.
Of course, the remaining non-combatants still remained in the dormitory, and the minimum number of employees was managing the dormitory.
However, the Royal Class dormitory, where most of the students had disappeared, still had its splendor, but it exuded a dreary atmosphere.
It’s wide, but the entire space is empty, so it’s stuffy.
Although the atmosphere is quite different, the Royal Class dormitory has a gloomy atmosphere similar to that of Epiax in Goseong.
This is what happens when a person disappears.
It’s a while to feel that strange and cool inspiration.
“however… … . Why did you bring me here?”
It was Ellen’s question.
It was shocking to see time passing so quickly after closing and opening my eyes, but I also wondered why he had brought me to the dormitory.
“I’m here to see B-8 Dettomorian.”
Dettomorian.
Talent is witchcraft.
Ellen seemed to have some sense of what Bertus was thinking.