Episode 1092
Episode 1092
'To think there'd be such a trap at the very end.'
Lee Han was deeply despairing.
He never imagined it would be an outfit only visible to good people.
The Young Prince, firmly believing in Lee Han's inherent goodness, had confidently introduced it, but...
"Disciple. What's wrong?"
"Ugh. The outfit isn't visible to me because I'm not a good person."
"A good person? I'm not sure what you mean... The reason you can't see it now is because it's a garment that utilizes parallel dimensions."
"Ah."
Lee Han, feeling awkward, immediately straightened his posture.
So that's why!
"And if it's an outfit visible only to good people, then the Disciple should certainly be able to see it too."
"Do you really think so..."
Ignoring the muttering disciple, the Young Prince continued his explanation.
In truth, Lee Han had once obtained a relic similar to this outer garment.
A crown of thorns woven from bronze, copper, and branches—Small World Basilios.
This Basilios was an exceptionally unique form of Small World Magic—specifically, a magic of inheritance.
Unlike most Small World Magic, which could be learned and used independently by anyone who mastered it, Basilios was singular in existence, making it quite peculiar.
In fact, in terms of characteristics alone, it could even be compared to a Unique World.
But in exchange, Basilios was worth its weight.
By dividing its essence across countless parallel dimensions and imprinting it upon them, it drew forth pure power from all these concepts.
The sum of that power possessed a might that no other Small World Magic could rival.
'No wonder even sniping attacks don't easily penetrate magic that utilizes parallel dimensions.'
With each step forward in his magical prowess, Lee Han grew more aware of just how extraordinary Basilios truly was.
Suddenly curious, Lee Han asked a question.
The Avatar of Desire for Honor would always get angry whenever he asked anything, but he suspected the Young Prince might be different.
"By the way, Master. Was there a particular reason you crafted the magic this way?"
"Basilios was originally a crown passed down through generations of the royal family. I didn't want to leave it as spoils for greedy hands."
'Ah.'
Lee Han understood now.
This Small World Magic wasn't created from nothing—it was based on the royal crown passed down through the Young Prince's family.
Most likely, the Young Prince had decided it was better to shatter the crown across countless dimensions, allowing those with noble intentions to summon it in the future, rather than let invaders take it.
"No. This magic was completed long before the invaders arrived, Disciple. The 'greedy hands' I referred to were my own kin—royals like my uncle."
The Young Prince corrected his disciple's misunderstanding.
The prince hadn't stolen the crown after the kingdom's fall, but long before.
He had pried out the precious gems, exchanged them for money, and distributed it among the poor—then shattered the crown across countless dimensions.
"......"
Lee Han was genuinely terrified.
To feel such fear from someone so gentle and kind... It was truly astonishing.
"This outer garment is called Euangelion. In my family, it was worn during auspicious occasions."
"Auspicious occasions like what?"
"Nothing too grand. Things like coronation ceremonies..."
The Young Prince answered as if it were nothing, but Lee Han couldn't help but be shocked.
If it was worn during coronations, wasn't it a treasure among treasures?!
'And it seems he stole this one too...'
A suspicion arose in Lee Han's mind—perhaps the assassins who had pursued the prince across the continent weren't sent by demons, but by the royal family itself.
"If danger arises in the future, this garment will protect you, Disciple."
"Thank you."
"Or perhaps it'll protect you by tomorrow?"
"......"
"It's a joke."
"R-right."
The jokes of a Grand Mage were truly difficult to handle. Lee Han felt a chill run down his spine.
'Was that really a joke?'
Ipelldrem:
"Thank you so much! You won't believe what happened!"
Gonadaltes:
"What happened?"
Ipelldrem:
"We dug into the basement, and there was an ancient Watcher inside!"
Gonadaltes:
"Have you been drinking?"
Ipelldrem:
"......"
Irendi was furious but didn't lash out like before. After all, she owed them this time...
And honestly, the story did sound a bit absurd.
Ipelldrem:
"If you listen carefully, you'll understand! It's hard to explain everything right now since we have guests, but..."
Bakwantalana:
"Enough."
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox:
"It's undone!"
Bulgasari:
"That couldn't have really been the Headmaster, right? It couldn't have ACTUALLY been the Headmaster, right??"
"!"
The two, who had been talking separately, were startled by the sight of the Watcher Club returning to normal.
'They undid it already.' Lee Han realized what had happened.
Once the Young Prince obtained the outer garment he wanted, he returned the club he had taken over and went back to the original basement.
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox:
"Who the hell was the intruder?"
Bakwantalana:
"We lost them. But next time, I'll definitely..."
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox:
"How are you going to catch them when you don't even know who they were? Shouldn't we change the administrator?"
Bakwantalana:
"...You didn't do anything either, yet you talk big."
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox:
"I wasn't the administrator, though."
Gonadaltes:
"Everyone, calm down. Let's not blame each other. At least the problem is resolved. Good work, everyone."
'???'
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox and Ilendil tilted their heads in confusion.
Normally, Gonadaltes would have been the first to attack Bakwantalana, but he was acting differently now.
Did Bakwantalana bribe the junior or something?
'What's going on...?'
Bakwantalana:
"Thanks, Gonadaltes."
Bulgasari:
"You're all amazing. It's heartwarming to see you all getting along."
'This Bulgasari guy... seems a bit off.' Irendi felt a strange unease.
Unlike the other members, Bulgasari gave off a strong sense of dissonance every time he spoke.
He felt less like a student and more like an elder from an older generation...
'Maybe it's just my imagination?'
Ipelldrem:
"Everyone, I'm glad we can talk again. I was entertaining the Einrogard guest."
Bakwantalana:
"?"
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox:
"?"
Bulgasari:
"?"
'Hmm. So it was Einrogard after all.' Lee Han nodded in understanding.
If Lee Han hadn't been involved, he probably would've also responded with a "?"
Ipelldrem:
"Why is everyone reacting like that?"
Bakwantalana:
"You're being deceived right now. Call the guards immediately."
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox:
"Pretend you didn't hear that. Just pretend you didn't hear it!"
Bulgasari:
"They're here to extort money! Don't you dare open the door for them!!"
"......"
Irendi was flustered.
Huh?
Wasn't Gonadaltes just being sarcastic earlier?
Ipelldrem:
"You're joking right now, right?"
Bakwantalana:
"If you think this is a joke, your sense of humor is terrible."
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox:
"Want to hear a joke? One day, the ghost of the Skeleton Principal appeared before an Einrogard student and said, 'Throw ten Baldrogard students into the lake, then sprinkle chicken blood on the Main Building.' The student asked, 'Why do we have to sprinkle chicken blood?'"
Bulgasari:
"The Headmaster's ghost probably replied, 'I knew you wouldn't ask about the first part.'"
All the Einrogard students burst out laughing. Only Irendi didn't get it.
Ipelldrem:
"What's so funny about that...?"
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox:
"..."
"Sorry. Thought it'd be funny. Anyway, don't let the Einrogard students in. I warned you."
Ipelldrem: "They've already come in and even received hospitality as guests. They even got advice from Mage Gonadaltes."
A brief silence fell.
And immediately, a one-on-one message flew to Senior Ilendil.
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "Isn't... isn't that going too far...?"
Gonadaltes: "I can guess what you're thinking, but I didn't do anything. I just gave them pure advice."
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "Oh, really?"
Ilendil felt relieved.
He had thought his junior had tricked the naive Baldrogard student into giving something up, but it seemed that wasn't the case.
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "If you were going to trick them, you should've tricked them together."
"......"
Lee Han shot a slightly disdainful glance. Of course, Ilendil on the other side of the notebook didn't notice.
Bulgasari: "Um... what kind of advice did they get...? It wasn't anything about demanding money or something like that, was it?"
Ipelldrem: "I already said no."
Though Irendi was kind-hearted, she was gradually getting angry.
Did the members of this club live their whole lives being deceived, unable to trust anyone?
They didn't even know what the high-ranking student from the Wardanaz family had done for them!
Ipelldrem: "I won't say anything more."
Bulgasari: "W-wait! Just tell us who it was!"
But Ipelldrem refused to answer further. Curious, Ilendil contacted Lee Han separately.
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "Who was it?"
Gonadaltes: "I don't know either."
Lee Han answered shamelessly.
He didn't want his name unnecessarily brought up here.
Fortunately, judging by Irendi's current attitude, she seemed too angry to tell the other members.
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "What kind of advice did you give?"
Gonadaltes: "Just general, harmless advice."
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "Is there such advice? Like, 'Don't turn your back on an Einrogard student'?"
Gonadaltes: "Senior, you're oddly cheerful only when talking in the club."
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "..."
Aren't you going too far?
It was an offhand remark, but it seemed to hit Ilendil hard. Lee Han apologized.
Gonadaltes: "That wasn't my intention. I'm sorry. Instead, I'll give you some important information."
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "Hmm. I don't know what kind of information it is, but I probably already know most things. Do you know what happened at the recent Imperial Gardeners' Club internal auction?"
Gonadaltes: "Lady Azirmo swept it all up?"
"!!!!!"
Ilendil fell backward from his seat.
How?!
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "Who told you that?!"
Gonadaltes: "That's not important, Senior. Stop getting distracted."
'This damn brat...' Ilendil gritted his teeth.
There were two ways to anger a senior—one was leaving a sentence unfinished...
Gonadaltes: "This semester, two dragons will be at Einrogard."
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "..."
Don't lie.
Gonadaltes: "Why would I lie about something like this? It's true."
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "E-even if the Skeleton Principal loves tormenting us, hiring dragons just to...?"
Gonadaltes: "Ah, no, not like that. As inspectors."
Realizing the misunderstanding, Lee Han quickly clarified.
Hiring two dragons to torment students and having two dragons come as inspectors were entirely different matters.
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "Inspectors?! The Headmaster may have... caused incidents... but... hmm... Well, he has caused a lot."
The confused Ilendil convinced himself.
Even if inspectors came, the mages of Einrogard wouldn't be surprised. Their reaction would just be, 'Well, it was bound to happen.'
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "Wait. Then what about the other dragon? Is that one an inspector too?"
Gonadaltes: "That one is just coming to tour Einrogard."
Beaver
- Penguin
- Fox: "..."
Is it the same one who came last semester?
'No. How did he know?'