45. clean up

After the runaway cultural festival incident caused by Aria, people complained of an unknown sense of deja vu.

“what? Something must have happened at the cultural festival… … .”

“Aren’t you mistaken?”

“that? go.”

Kyle realized the fraudulent nature of Aria’s ability in that even Sera, who was presumed to be the player character, had lost her memory.

The fact that it was possible to erase her memories, which were organically connected to the earth, meant that Sera had already been game over once.

Even more so, now you can’t use your abilities against a master or higher, but doesn’t that mean that even after 2 years, you will become a fraudulent character who can control even a master level person?

‘I’d rather be out of control now.’

Kyle let out a sigh of relief and went to class as usual. As much as he took a break during the cultural festival, the instructor of the knights department began to push the cadets harder.

While the cadets, who had gone through more than 10% harsher training than usual and wanted to finally get used to the training, stuck out their tongues and panted, Arthur approached cautiously.

“Hey, Kyle… … .”

“Uh, why?”

“I have a question for you… … .”

She paid attention to the gazes around her, then carefully clung to her and began whispering in her ear.

“—Do you remember what happened during the cultural festival?”

Kyle listened to her and looked at her blankly. No, how the hell does he know that?

At that time, everyone in the academy was ruled by Arya. All but the Master were placed under her control, and thus lost their memories.

Well, there might be traces of clothes torn or a little bit of blood, but since no one was dead or injured, I could have quietly passed on it as if nothing had happened… … .

“Arthur.”

“Yes?”

“Let’s talk later. The instructor looks at you.”

“ah… … .”

After hearing Kyle’s words and realizing that Kyle also has some memories, Arthur smiled relieved, then walked away again to prepare for the next training session.

Looking at Arthur’s back, Kyle sniffed, feeling the scent she left behind.

* * *

After school, I met Arthur at a cafe alone and started listening to her story first. I said it happened at the cultural festival, but there were cases where it was different from the incident I knew.

“therefore? What happened during the cultural festival?”

“Um… … Believe it or not – people suddenly attack other people… … .”

“Okay, that’s it.”

Realizing that the Cultural Festival incident Arthur knew about through two verifications was something I knew, to be exact, that we had hidden, I wondered how the hell she knew about it.

Has Arthur already reached the level of Master? No way. She has not yet reached the level of an expert. It means that it is impossible to infuse aura into something other than one’s own body.

‘Ah, I see.’

But then I realized why she was able to break free of Arya’s mind control: she had a dragon’s heart.

Countless amounts of energy resources were being created in her heart every minute and every second, and as an aura, she was converting those energy resources into auras.

As a result, it is possible to use an aura that is unimaginable as a single aura user, and the amount is not inferior to me as a master.

“First of all, how far do you know?”

“yes?”

“I’m going to explain it, but it hurts to explain it twice. How far do you know?”

“It’s just that on the last day of the cultural festival, people suddenly started going crazy… … That no one remembers it after that day?”

When I asked her, she said that the fact that she noticed that others did not remember it was not a fact that she found out by asking and asking others directly.

He realized that people’s reactions were strange with his intuition unique to half-human, half-dragon transplanted with a dragon’s heart, and inferred that people’s memories had disappeared.

“Your reasoning is correct.”

“then… !”

“We decided to cover the case for some reason. Arthur, okay? I decided to cover it.”

Upon hearing this, Arthur shuddered and began to look at me cautiously. I continued to face her without saying anything.

“No, no… ? Kyle… .”

“But I thought you wouldn’t be able to. Then there is nothing you can do.”

“Sleep, hold on. There are a lot of people here—”

“Arthur, you—”

Arthur closed his eyes tightly and shrank as if preparing for something. Looking at Arthur like that, I tilted my head as if what the hell were you doing?

Tuk-tuk- When I touched her, hee- a cute scream that I had never seen before when I was a man came out.

“… … Arthur? what are you doing?”

“Lord, I’m not trying to silence you by killing you… ?”

“Killing, what nonsense are you talking about?”

We went through all sorts of hardships to keep people from dying, so now we’re going to kill them to silence them?

Arthur had heard strange stories about nobles, and the problem was that he had wrong prejudices. Looking at her like that, I sighed heavily.

“Do you know why we erased people’s memories?”

“What, what is it?”

“Because no one died. There were people who were injured, but that was a problem that could be solved somehow with the clergy.”

people die This was a problem that could not be solved simply by erasing the memory. When a person is born, they are recorded, administratively processed, and taxes are collected according to the number.

If you want to kill someone and make sure no one knows about it, you have to erase the memories of everyone involved, manipulate the documents in the deepest part of the empire, and even manipulate the memories of those who passed by those documents.

To the extent that it would be easier to kill everyone related to him—it was just as difficult to disregard someone who died.

“I meant you, too, to watch your mouth in front of other people. Stop talking nonsense and act like nothing happened.”

“Yeah, that’s right. hahahaha- I was scared for some reason.”

“yes. right. To be honest, I was so scared earlier.”

I looked at Arthur, who was still looking at me with a worried expression, and smiled lightly. no, you don’t kill me?

‘By the way—.’

As in the case of Arthur, who hadn’t thought of it, there is a possibility that someone else also nullified Arya’s force with his force ability.

It was a secret about which cadets in the academy had force abilities, but only one. There was someone who knew.

Princess Hella.

A member of the Noblesse Club, and the one who tried to use an unknown ability against me. she remained

* * *

Kyle immediately relayed the story to the principal. Among the cadets who have the Force, there may be cadets who do not work with Arya’s ability.

Of course, Arthur’s story was omitted in this process. So, even though the principal didn’t share the list of Force powers – it didn’t stop Kyle from going to the Force powers he knew.

Apparently having received the principal’s tacit permission, Kyle headed straight for Princess Hela’s house that way. If she had been living in a dormitory, it would have been very difficult to get to, but fortunately she lived in one of the mansions prepared by the academy domain.

“Is it here?”

Arriving at Princess Hela’s mansion, Kyle proudly rang the doorbell and called the servants inside. The servants who rushed out quickly saw Kyle’s school uniform and immediately realized that he was my lady’s guest.

The maids who brought Kyle inside seated her in the drawing room and asked cautiously as they poured tea.

“—Your lady doesn’t have any plans to meet anyone today… … May I ask your name?”

“You can tell him that this is Kyle, whom you met at the party.”

“Please wait a moment.”

The maids said that and left the drawing room. Left alone, Kyle sniffed the car and waited for Princess Hela to come down.

After a while, the door to the parlor opened and a little girl peeked out.

“… … Why did you come?”

“I want to meet him.”

“Me, what are you going to do with me?”

“I won’t do anything.”

As before, Kyle looked at Princess Hela as if asking why. Princess Hella, who met his eyes, let out a high-pitched scream and disappeared behind the door.

Princess Hella finally let out a sigh of relief when she couldn’t see her face behind the door, and cautiously opened her mouth.

“Hey, let’s talk like this.”

“As you like. The other day – the last day of the Cultural Festival. Where did you do what?”

“… … I was at home.”

“You didn’t come out of the house?”

“Yeah, what’s wrong?”

Hearing Princess Hela’s words, Kyle shook his head, thinking that there might be such a case. After talking, it seemed to be true that I had been locked in my house for the entire third day.

Then there was no need to check whether her memory was erased or not. In the first place, she wouldn’t have witnessed anything.

Dalgrak– Kyle, who put down the teacup, stood up from his seat and asked.

“Ah, this is a personal curiosity. What are your abilities?”

“Kko, you have to tell me… ?”

“No, it is a personal curiosity. You can not speak. Instead, I will pay more attention to them.”

“Don’t come near me again if I tell you… .”

Princess Hella said that and swallowed in a gulp.

“My, my ability——is the ability to see information about the other person. I call it the status window… … .”

And I heard a pretty interesting story.

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