Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 111 "Abandoning the Lottery"

The next morning.

At dawn, Ritas heard the magic bell of the mansion ringing. He walked to the gate and saw a middle-aged man staggering outside the courtyard wall.

Blake Hepburn, the leader of the Knight Guard, a new organization added to Spring City in recent years.

Previously, during the Summer Festival roundup, Ritas and Blake had performed a simple cooperation.

It was through this cooperation that Ritas learned that the Guard Knights were actually the power of the Third Princess of the Holy Kingdom of Libera. Moreover, the power of the Guard Knights was much greater than imagined.

During the operation, they easily "assassinated" the lord of Spring City. Moreover, when they used this excuse to arrest people related to Malik Azan, although they also arrested many by mistake, in the end, none of them were brought to justice.

Ritas didn't have a very good impression of Blake.

The Knight Commander was not only perfunctory in maintaining the city's law and order, but he also completely left all matters to an outsider like Ritas, even when faced with an operation personally supervised by the princess.

This is a person who is genuinely unmotivated and just wants to eat and wait for death.

"Oh! Professor Ritas!"

"Good morning, Captain Hepburn."

Although the time, place and person were not appropriate, Ritas still greeted him anyway.

"Just call me Blake. Hepburn is just a fake last name I used while I was stationed here."

Blake waved his hand drunkenly.

"?"

Is it okay to say something like this easily?

Rather, is it possible that Blake is very familiar with him?
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you, vomit, vomit, vomit—"

As soon as they exchanged greetings, Blake's "achievements" from the previous night came to his mind, and he spit out a rainbow by the wall of the Ritas mansion.

".I will really sue you."

Looking at this scene with an expression of disbelief, Blake, who was already at the bottom of Ritas's mind, moved a little closer to the center of the earth.

"Ah, thank you, Professor."

Soon after, Blake thanked him in a weak voice while drinking water from a classic petal cup made by Ritas.

Although Ritas was very reluctant, he still invited Blake into the yard.

The sloppy middle-aged man who spits out rainbows at the door of his mansion early in the morning, and Courteney who completely occupies her own mansion
Ritas inexplicably had the illusion that he had returned to his hometown in the West.

On this day, Captain Black still looked very unkempt. His long-untended brown hair was tangled up on his head, looking like a pile of dirt. He was only equipped with the right shoulder armor of the Knights' Light Armor, which was his identity certificate.

Although, this situation is understandable due to the hot summer.

But Ritas still didn't understand why they had to keep the shoulder armor, which was an extremely delicate part both in appearance and actual function.

And why only equip one side?
"Well, I came to visit you today because of a theft in your mansion."

Probably because his internal organs were in a mess, Blake said this after he suddenly started burping.

"Captain Black, are you so enthusiastic about your work?"

Ritas took a quick look at the sky and asked suspiciously.

"Haha. I can't hide it from the professor. I'm here because there's a really good bar nearby."

As Blake spoke, he kept making huge arcs with his hands in front of his chest, as if there were a pair of watermelons there.

Although Ritas didn't quite understand, he knew that what he was pointing to was definitely not a "nice bar".

"I thought the professor's residence seemed to be nearby, so I came by. Besides, I had to come, right? If I came two days later, the professor's protest letters would have flooded our base."

A hint of helplessness appeared on Blake's expression.

From the Summer Festival to now, Blake's attitude towards Ritas has undoubtedly improved a lot.

Nothing big happened between them, but just a series of small incidents that made the entire Knights somewhat "submitted".

During the semester, Ritas, who usually stays in the academy, only comes to Spring City on weekends. During those short periods of time, whenever Ritas encounters any problems, he reports them to the Guard Knights. If the Guard Knights cannot properly solve Ritas's problems, then Ritas will probably become their biggest problem in the future.

Blake just sincerely hoped that the idiots in Spring City would stop messing with the stubborn professor and his shabby church.

However, the reality went against one's wishes. The criminals who were currently giving the Guard Knights the most headaches seemed to have stolen from the residents who were giving the Knights the most headaches.

"So, when exactly did the cough case happen?"

Blake, with a more serious expression, asked.

"Between the evening of the day before yesterday and the early morning of yesterday."

"Where was it stolen?"

"That courtyard over there."

Ritas pointed.

"Well, can I ask a question, Professor? I don't mean anything special, I'm just curious. A place like the professor's mansion should have a lot of valuables, as well as important research materials and so on. So, has the professor set up any defensive measures?"

"The most basic means of protection are in place. However, they are aimed at the mansion itself and do not cover the courtyard."

Ritas explained.

He had just moved to the mansion in Spring City and would only live in it for a long time during the summer. So, it was obviously not worth it to make a big fuss and turn the whole mansion into a fortress.

Setting up those magic arrays that trigger traps is also very expensive, and the larger the area covered, the more it costs.

Therefore, Ritas's behavior of arming the mansion overnight just out of caution in order to prevent intruders who he didn't know whether they existed or not was already very neurotic.

"Then why are those clothes hung out to dry in the courtyard?"

".She said the weather was nice that day."

Ritas sighed softly.

When something like this happened, all the responsibility must lie with the criminal. Therefore, he was not blaming Courtline.

However, during this rare vacation, Ritas had a lot of research and things to do. He felt that it was not worth it to divide his energy among these things.

If he really just left it alone and went to buy new clothes for Courteney, Ritas would spend the whole day thinking about the thief who got away with it.
So after a round of discussion, it seemed that the whereabouts of the stolen clothes had become what Ritas was most concerned about.

"Her? It turns out that the stolen clothes were not the professor's. I was wondering why this criminal had changed his character and started stealing men's clothes."

".So what are you doing here?"

Looking at Blake who looked enlightened, Ritas couldn't help asking, realizing that the captain actually knew nothing and just ran over after hearing his name.

"Haha." Blake laughed dryly.

"And judging from your tone, this isn't the first time this criminal has committed a crime? Have you even figured out his modus operandi?"

Ritas discovered the key point in Blake's words and asked in a questioning tone.

"Well, this is actually a secret. However, this pervert has been causing so much trouble that it has long been known to everyone."

Blake's irresponsible face inevitably showed some sadness at this moment.
"It was around the beginning of this month, around the time of the solar eclipse."

"."

Tsk, Levis' magic has actually become a time node.

Ritas always felt that his teacher would sooner or later create a strange continental festival or anniversary or something.

"This pervert who calls himself 'Qi Cai' suddenly appeared in Spring City. He has three kinds of perverted behaviors. The first kind is what you have experienced. He will steal a large number of clothes from young women for unknown purposes. The second kind is that he will suddenly appear in a deserted alley and have a 'philosophical' conversation with a young man. (This part has been censored, and it feels a bit weird, which is normal. You are lucky to have seen it before!)"

"."

Blake paused for a long time when he spoke here.

Then, he continued to open his mouth with some difficulty.
"As for the third abnormal behavior, he would break into other people's homes without permission and leave his paintings. The first victim was overjoyed when he found a painting suddenly appeared on his floor when he returned home. He thought it was the mysterious and eccentric master 'Yi Cai', so he ran into the man's house and left his work. Later, he found out that the signature was not 'Yi Cai' but 'Qi Cai'."

"I see."

Ritas understood why Blake sounded like he had never caught the criminal, or even had any contact with him. However, he clearly knew the other party's name, or code name.

"This third type of abnormal behavior does not appear in a fixed location. It could be on the ceiling, on the floor, in a closet, or somewhere else."

Blake said this, exhaled a breath of alcohol, and suddenly looked up at the distant sky.

He began to unbutton his clothes with his hands.

Feeling puzzled, Ritas took two steps back. When Blake took off his shirt, he looked at his colorful back and almost couldn't hold back.

"This"

"It could be someone else's."

Blake pointed to the area behind his waist, where the signature "Abandoned Color" was written in a very flying handwriting.

"This painting cannot be washed off. I don't know what kind of paint was used. I worked hard all day as usual, and fell asleep as soon as I got home. When I woke up, it looked like this."

Ritas clenched his teeth and looked away, barely maintaining his politeness and not laughing.

Under normal circumstances, he really can't be amused.
In short.

While the "working hard as usual" part is worth discussing, Blake is indeed miserable.

To some extent, this was retribution for his previous perfunctory attitude towards work.

"Professor Ritas, do you think this 'Abandoned Color' could be the real 'Strange Color' master? You see, they are not normal people, their identities are a mystery, and they are active in the summer."

Blake, perhaps hoping to "sell" his back for a good price, asked whimsically.

"Probably not. Because from your description, 'Qi Cai' is a painter. And 'Yi Cai' is not a painter."

Seeing Blake's disappointed expression, Ritas gave him some scientific advice.

"Alas, what a pity! I thought that if 'Qi Cai' broke into the professor's house and collided with those defenses, it would at least leave some traces and clues."

As the sky gradually brightened, Blake looked around the courtyard of the Ritas mansion and said with regret.

"That criminal was so active, but he didn't leave any traces or clues?"

Ritas asked in surprise.

This time, when Courtenay's clothes were stolen, he really didn't find any traces.

This was basically because Courteney's clothes were hung out in the yard in large pieces, making them easy to steal.

"It's not that there aren't any, but there are very few useful ones. Also, there are some contradictions in the clues we have now. It may be that the victim just didn't remember clearly, but sometimes the 'abandoned lottery' seems to appear in two different places at the same time."

".Is it okay to casually reveal this kind of information to an outsider like me?"

Ritas asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No problem, no problem. It's no problem even if you catch Abandoned for us. Besides, outsiders are really shy. Those guys in the Knights may not know my name, but everyone can call out Professor Ritus' full name."

Blake said this with a teasing tone, and then prepared to leave.

"After that, I will have the person in charge come again to look for any missed clues. If the professor has any clues, don't forget to let us know. I heard that there seems to be a victim in Earls College recently. Hahahaha, I really hope that pervert will just move directly to the college. That would save us a lot of trouble."

Blake, who didn't look like a guard knight at all, gloated and waved his hand before leaving.

Recalling that Blake hadn't taken any notes during the entire interrogation, Ritas couldn't help but ask himself again.

What on earth is this guy doing here!

Earls College, Dormitory Block 3.

Sunny afternoon.

Adeline was in a good mood that day. As usual, she was pushed in a wheelchair by her maid Ann, preparing to go to the small garden in the backyard of the mansion to spend a leisurely afternoon tea time.

"Miss, it is said that a very vicious and perverted criminal has appeared in Spring City recently."

"Oh? A perverted criminal, that sounds really unsettling. Isn't Blake in Spring City? I don't know what he is doing."

On the way, the master and servant chatted casually about some recent news. No matter what topic they talked about, the perverted "Abandoning Lottery" who became very famous in a short period of time was naturally unavoidable.

Soon, the two arrived at the small garden.

From a considerable distance, they vaguely noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Adeline's beloved white tea table.

When they got closer, they saw it.

The small tea table, which should have been pure white, was now stained with strange colors. In the corners of these colors, the "murderer" had boldly left the signature "Abandoned Colors".

"." "."

After a long silence, Adeline's voice slowly rang out.

"Write a letter to Blake."

"Do you want him to commit suicide?"

Maid An was also making some "witty remarks" throughout the day, and it was unclear whether they were jokes or serious.

(End of this chapter)