Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 110 Thief

Somewhere on the continent, in the metal castle of Susola, the "Pioneer", one of the Four Sages.

These days, Livis, who had been running around, was in the basement of the castle, staring at the huge vessel standing in front of her.

The vessel was filled with a slightly turbid dark green liquid.

Through the liquids of low transparency, one can see that two teenagers are sealed in the containers.

The bodies of the two young men were entangled with countless green things that looked like plant branches. However, if you look closely, you can see that the inner cores of those green branches are all made up of complex magic wire circuits.

The current situation of the two people who have been in a sleeping state is obviously not optimistic.

Outwardly, the blond boy was in better condition, with only a few palm-sized metal devices embedded in his chest. Meanwhile, the black-haired boy's entire lower body had been replaced with magical machinery. But in reality, the blond boy had lost one of the most vital parts of the human body: his heart.

"It's no use, Levis. They won't wake up again."

An old voice suddenly sounded.

There was no doubt that the voice came from the master of the metal castle, Susola, who was more famous as the "Father of Magical Tools" than the title of "Pioneer".

On this day, Susola still did not show up in front of Livis.

But the entire castle seemed to have become a part of his body. So, he seemed to be absent, but he was everywhere.

"Oh? Old man, when did you become a doctor?"

Livis didn't seem to have any attachment to the two young men in the vessels. She didn't feel sad for them, nor did she get angry at Susola for making a judgment against them.

She just instinctively made everyone unhappy through her words.

“I did a lot of experiments”

Facing Livis's sarcasm, Susola's voice showed no emotion. He was simply stating,

“Their souls are gone.”

"Oh? Soul? Did you not only change your job to a doctor, but also a clergyman? Recently, my beloved disciple has been talking to the church, the goddess, and so on, and he has been acting weird. Counting the madman who keeps a maze, the (sage swear word) who wants to turn into a tree, if people do too much research and experiment on such things, will they all become like that?"

Levis said, shaking her head.

She actually didn't understand one thing.

That is, other wise men have done much crazier things than her, but it seems that only she is always criticized.

"I don't know anything about souls and I'm not interested. I just know that since my students think they can be revived, they will come back to life sooner or later."

As Levis said this, a rare hint of gloom appeared on her face.

To be more precise, it was Levis' students who thought these two students could be saved. Besides Ritas, there was also John, who personally returned Filigree Kota and the "Life Fruit".

"It's impossible for their souls to be

Suddenly, Susola's voice seemed a little excited.

However, Livis didn't care about that. She didn't even give Susola time to finish her words.

"Old man, you should know that neither of us can convince the other. However, if you insist on arguing, I will make a bet with you on behalf of my beloved disciple. Let's see if it's the same as you said, that these two people will never wake up. Or is it the same as my beloved disciple said, that they will wake up sooner or later."

Levis, who had already begun to carve out space, spoke without authorization.

"time limit."

"Before you die."

As Levis said this, she waved her hand, walked into the space crack, and teleported away.

In the metal castle that had become quiet again, Susola's voice was heard after a long time.

"soul."

A day at the end of July.

At the Earls Higher School of Magic.

Grenville, who rarely got up early, yawned as he arrived at Miriam's dormitory.

"Yo~ Mili! Let's go shopping!"

Glenwell shouted a few times outside the iron door of the dormitory like a child, and Miriam ran out with a dark face and invited the source of the noise into the dormitory.

In the dormitory mansion, Grenville saw Miriam with her hair tied up, wearing a scarf, but holding a practice wand.

"Hey, you were training while the professor was away?"

If someone else saw Miriam's somewhat contradictory outfit, they would not know whether he wanted to cook or practice magic.

However, Glenwell, who knew that Miriam had a very unique training method, was not surprised at all.

"Could it be that the professor left behind a magical tool for surveillance?"

Grenville suddenly became alert and looked around meaninglessly.

"It's not that the professor asked me to do that. Well, don't you think this academy is weird? There are so many big and small things happening all semester. It's okay if they happen in the academy, but if they happen outside, the professor and the dean will not always have the time to protect us. So, it won't hurt to practice those basic magic well."

Miriam frowned slightly and said so.

"Eh? Are these things we as students should consider? After all, something like the last maze incident won't happen again, right? Even if it does, it's not a matter of practicing magic well. For example, didn't our Yewwood class perform well in that incident? Green Ivy seemed okay, but that Orange Glory was terrible."

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Looking at Grenville who seemed to be giving orders, Miriam was speechless.

If I had to say, among the Yew Tree students involved in the maze incident, Grenville did the least.
However, he could also understand what Grenville wanted to express.

Once upon a time, the students of Orange Shine School, those noble young masters and young ladies who had been exposed to magic-related knowledge since childhood, were the ones that Miriam and other students of Yew Fir School had to look up to.

That was the first practical magic class.

Right next to the Yew Fir School's field, the elemental magic used by the Orange Glow students was so gorgeous.

They even doubted whether they could use such magic before graduation.

But after a maze incident, the impression that Yewwood, or perhaps even all the elementary students, had of Orange Glow was completely shattered. "Ah, ah—where did the old Mili go, who's actually actively learning something?"

Grenville said this with some sadness.

The days when Miriam and I spent the whole day discussing and caring about which dish in the restaurant was delicious were only a month ago, but it feels so far away.

"But you need a break every now and then, don't you? I'm not just going shopping in the city today. I'm also looking for a short-term job, just to work for a while. But you know, I look like this now, and I have scars on my face. So, I can't find anything other than mercenary and adventurer-related jobs if I look for one myself!"

It's been almost ten years before I started to regret cutting myself with a knife, silly kid, I said this with great sorrow and anger.

"Glenn. Okay, I'll go with you today."

Miriam, who wanted to comfort Grenville, looked at the other's fierce face, and all her words turned into a sigh.

Afterwards, Miriam, who was actually not interested, symbolically asked Grenwell a few more questions about why he suddenly wanted to work. Grenwell, inexplicably embarrassed, found some exaggerated excuses to get away with it.

Perhaps he wanted to change the subject. Just as Miriam took off her apron and was about to go upstairs to change clothes to go to Spring City, Grenville talked about something completely unrelated to the previous topic.

"Speaking of which, Mili, have you heard? Recently, there seems to be a thief problem in the academy, or should I say a pervert? A perverted thief? Anyway, to put it simply, a lot of female students' clothes have been stolen in large quantities."

"Is there such a thing?"

Miriam, who had basically been staying in the dormitory since the holiday, replied in disbelief.

How dare he come to Earls College to steal clothes? This thief is not only perverted, but also mentally ill.

The dean's magic has only been used for a few days?
"It seems like there haven't been any victims in our class yet. If this perverted thief can really steal from them, it will be the end of the world."

Grenville sighed.

Among the female students of Yew Tree, Iris, who is the most difficult to deal with, lives in a dormitory with Xia Lu, Merci lives in a tree house, and Sylvie did not stay in the academy.

"I can only say that those female students are really unlucky. Boys like us don't encounter this kind of thing. I heard that the thief even stole shoes and socks. I hope he can steal my stinky socks. Hahaha——"

"They really are unlucky, huh? Huh!?"

As Miriam went upstairs, the gradually weakening response suddenly turned into a sharp scream.

"What's wrong, Millie?"

Grenville, who heard the sound, rushed over quickly.

Then, on the second floor of the dormitory mansion, he saw it.

Miriam stood at the door of her room with a look of disbelief on her face, and his room had its window completely open.

Of course, the windows in a room aren’t the only things that are open.

As all the cupboards were opened one by one, Miriam's uniform, lining, pajamas, shoes and socks, and all other clothes were stolen in one go.
On the same day, at noon.

While studying the "Star Pattern", Ritas "accidentally" forgot the time again. He walked down the stairs with a pair of eyes that were not sleepy but had particularly heavy bags under their eyes.

Then, he looked at Courtline, who was lying on the sofa in the side hall, wearing a vest and shorts, sleeping soundly, and fell into deep thought.

Is this also his problem?

The cause of the incident can be traced back to two or three days ago.

Facing Courtline, who had just gotten up at noon, staggered to the restaurant and sat down, and asked the first thing, "What are we having for dinner today?", Ritas was silent for a while and then asked a question.

"Kurt, haven't you practiced sword for a long time?"

"Hah, long? Not that long, maybe one or two years."

After yawning, Courteney scratched her chin and said lazily,
"When I was a student, even if not every day, I would practice at most every three days to keep the feel. After all, I worked so hard to learn it, it would be a waste if I accidentally forgot everything. But after I started looking for a job, ha~ah, I really don't have the time."

After saying that, Courtline sniffed and asked, "Is there any tea?" Then Ritas said, "This is not a tea shop" while preparing a cup of black tea for Courtline.

Seeing Courteney collapse again right after drinking her tea, Ritas felt a little sad.

Courteney, who used to be full of energy, was now so lazy. I guess it was not just the fatigue from the journey that caused this.

"This is the mental state of modern young people after working for two years!"

Probably at the other end of the disc, the bathing goddess, who was also limp, appeared at the right time and said.

"I suggest that you take advantage of the holiday to pick up swordsmanship as soon as possible. Don't forget why I, as the deputy director, recruited you into the 'Tree Witch Research Institute'."

Ritas obviously wasn't as lenient with his "colleagues" as he was with his students. He was willing to let Courtline rot for a few days, considering their long-standing friendship.

"Remember, I taught the kids swordsmanship and was their babysitter in the academy, right?"

Courtline shrugged.

"After all, what era is this? Why would a little girl still want to learn swordsmanship? What can she do after learning it? Become a female knight? Can you tell her that female knight is an awkward position that is only recognized on paper. Otherwise, no one from the royal family, lords, governors, generals, nobles, or commoners will truly recognize it?"

As a true female knight, Courtline shook her hands and said with self-mockery.

"I will approve."

"Goblins can do that, too."

Ritas silently threw the white disc aside.

"Well, little Ritas sometimes says something cheerful. Don't worry, I'll get back to my senses as soon as possible. Although, no matter how unfamiliar I am, it should be enough to teach a beginner. Hey, it's a job after all, I'll do it seriously. I don't want to return to the West in disgrace and rely on my family for support in the future."

Just like that, from the next day on, Courtline would get up early every day and spend a certain amount of time practicing swordsmanship.

However, it was a good thing that Courtline was willing to pick up swordsmanship again, but Ritas always felt that there was something wrong with her behavior of just lying down on the first floor of the mansion and taking a nap after practicing swordsmanship.

And before that
"Kurt, are those my clothes you're wearing?"

"Hmm? Are you ready to eat? Clothes? Oh, I was sweating a little during training. They are sticky and uncomfortable. When I wanted to change, I couldn't find mine. Maybe they were stolen."

Courteney spoke vaguely, as if she were talking in her sleep, and turned over.
"That's great. Please buy me some new ones. I'll deduct the money from my future salary. Please."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)