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Restaurant Sea-Bouree, 2nd floor private room.
“So, you’re saying we need a contact list for each grade? And you invented this?”
“Yes, Senior.”
Student Council President Ludwig Jeron held up a thin, wide crystal plate.
It was 40 centimeters wide and 23 centimeters long.
Roughly a 16:9 ratio.
“What’s it called?”
Davian replied.
“Face-Showing Tablet.”
“What’s a tablet?”
“It’s just the name I gave this magic tool.”
“Is this one of your famous ‘Naone’ series inventions? The latest one?”
“Yes.”
“You’re saying multiple people far apart can have a conversation simultaneously with this? And see each other’s faces?”
On the rectangular crystal plate, nine small squares were divided by two horizontal and two vertical lines.
“Yes. It has 10 channels.”
“10 channels?”
“It means it’s a magic tool that allows 10 people to communicate simultaneously. Each square shows the faces and voices of nine people, excluding the user.”
“Oh.”
“We’ll appoint representatives for each grade and distribute these, so we can communicate in real-time when something happens.”
“But why does something keep happening at the academy?”
“Something can happen at any time.”
Student Council President Ludwig Jeron examined the Face-Showing Tablet, asking.
“You said 10 people can use it simultaneously? So, the seven representatives from each grade, and the remaining three?”
“The Headmaster, the Dean of the Magic Department, and the Dean of the Swordsmanship Department?”
Ludwig asked with a surprised expression.
He must have been thinking of filling the remaining three channels with student council members or something.
But Davian’s scale was much larger than Ludwig imagined.
“You’re saying you’ll give this to those three as well?”
“Yes.”
“Honestly, I don’t really understand. I know it’s a good invention, but why do we need this at our academy?”
“There will definitely be a day when it’s needed.”
“You’re talking like you know something. You even knew about Sergio Vincenti’s plan beforehand and stopped it, right?”
“I just have a good sense of things.”
Ludwig Jeron nodded.
“Alright, I get it. It will be convenient for spreading announcements from the student council.”
“You can use it that way for now. It’s better to be familiar with how to use it when something happens.”
Time passed, and the first semester ended.
The final exams were too easy for Davian.
It ended more anticlimactically than any other time in any other grade.
For the Swordsmanship Department exam, he showed off his blade-tip cutting skills and received a perfect score along with Bonita.
The 4-Element Magic practical exam was the same as in the first year, focusing on maximizing the Fire element, but Davian was exempt from the practical exam.
With a perfect score, of course.
Liber co-authored a mental magic thesis with Professor Liliana Rachel, replacing the final exam.
The thesis caused controversy in the magical academic world, and his name was no longer on the list of potential expulsion candidates.
Swordsmanship students who failed the blade-tip cutting took an additional sparring practical exam, but there were no classmates left who could wound Nuves’ body without Aura.
Bellum also began to enter the upper ranks with his more mature swordsmanship.
In the Magic Department's practical evaluation of maximizing the Fire element, Latia took first place, and Karin took second.
Professor Medium Frill Healing Magic showered Luna with praise, saying, “Now you’ve reached the point where you can heal almost everyone except the dead.”
Thus, the final exams for the first semester of the third year ended.
Davian headed to the request evaluation board.
Of course, it wasn’t because he needed performance evaluation points.
‘I think it was around this time……’
He looked through each of the various request titles posted on the board.
Just then, Bonita, who was passing by in the hallway, tapped Davian on the back.
“What are you doing?”
“Oh, Bonita. Perfect timing. Stay here for a second.”
“Why? Are you doing a request evaluation? Are you short on points? No way. That can’t be. You got perfect scores in all the practicals.”
“Just wait here.”
Davian continued to look through the request evaluation board.
‘Was it this year, or next year……?’
At the words “wait here,” Bonita, for once, stood next to Davian and looked through the board one by one.
Ting.
An alert sounded only in Davian’s ears.
A small notification window appeared above a request form.
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[Event: Please Save My Father Who Fell Off a Cliff.]
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Thud.
Davian pulled out the request form.
The notification window expanded, showing the detailed information.
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[Event: Please Save My Father Who Fell Off a Cliff.]
―A request from the daughter of a minor tribal chief in the eastern coastal cliff area. Her father fell between the split cliffs, but she claims he is still alive. Confirm the father's condition and save him if he is alive.
―Reward: 8K Mana Points (x2)
―Reward: The Strongest Ego Sword on Earth
―Accept: Y / N
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An 8K Mana Point event.
At Davian’s current level, it’s better to skip it.
There are no failure penalties, and it doesn’t seem very dangerous.
However.
The second reward is.
The Strongest Ego Sword on Earth.
‘My memory was right.’
An event he had found when he was trying to do a request evaluation around this time in the previous playthrough.
Because it was said to be the strongest Ego Sword on Earth, he thought it would greatly help Bonita Fortis’ combat abilities, so he had gone to find it.
At the time, they had barely overcome the Lich’s wide-area mental magic situation, but the party led by Davian had suffered great damage.
In the 3rd playthrough, Latia was still a difficult opponent to beat.
It was necessary to increase the party members’ combat abilities somehow, and he had come across an event that offered the Strongest Ego Sword on Earth as a reward.
Anyway.
The event was cleared without difficulty, but.
He had experienced a very absurd situation.
The Ego Sword had rejected Davian and Bonita.
It was an item with a rarity of ★★★★★.
Because the item itself rejected Davian and Bonita, they had no choice but to leave it behind.
‘It will be different this time.’
Davian handed Bonita the request form.
“Bonita, let’s go do this together.”
“What? What’s this request? ……Save my father? Why would we do something like this as soon as the vacation starts?”
“There’s a reason. It’s a request for exactly two people anyway.”
Bonita tilted her head.
He says there’s a reason, but.
No matter how much she thinks about it, she can’t think of a reason to go do something like this now.
Moreover, the place they have to go for this request is the distant eastern coastal cliff area.
Bonita's body momentarily froze like a stone as she pondered the reasons why the two of them had to go on this request.
'Could it be……?'
Even though she thought it couldn't be.
She couldn't think of anything else.
Because there's no other reason.
'He wants to be alone with me?'
Davian Naone.
What a crazy guy.
During the important summer vacation period when they should be improving their skills through personal training.
What childish and insignificant thoughts is this?
'This is ridiculous, really.'
Davian asked.
"Are you not going? I have a gift to give you if we go there."
A gift?
Now, wait a minute.
Davian Naone, get a grip.
We are Elton Academy students who have a duty to bear the future of the Alkancia Kingdom.
Petty romantic feelings are…….
"Never mind if you don't want to."
"Ah, no, I want to."
Huh?
What did I just say?
Bonita Fortis, are you crazy too?
"Your face is red. Are you sick somewhere?"
Davian reached out his hand to Bonita.
Bonita instinctively slapped Davian's hand away.
"Sick? Where would I be sick? Don't you know that it's a sin for swordsmen to be sick? Taking good care of your body is a basic requirement."
"Your face suddenly turned red. Well, it's summer, so you wouldn't catch a cold. So, you're saying we're going together, right?"
"Y-yes."
"Good choice."
Like that.
Bonita Fortis, without knowing the reason.
No, misunderstanding the reason, submitted the request application form with Davian.
"When are we going to go?"
"The sooner, the better."
The sooner, the better?
Oh my gosh.
Davian, what happened to you?
"Let's leave right away tomorrow. There's a warp magic circle connected to the Arond family at the magic circle terminal, so let's go to the Arond family first and then head straight north."
"Well, alright. No need to drag it out."
No need to drag it out?
What, what did I say.
Arond Estate.
“Davian Naone! Welcome!”
Thomas Arond, the head of the Arond family, came out to greet them in person at the building with the magic circle.
Arond Estate.
Two years ago, Davian had stopped the war between the Arond family and the Byzant family to complete the stage-by-stage reward quest.
In the process, he had also saved the life of the second daughter, Jenny Arond.
At the time, Count Thomas Arond had vowed to serve Davian as a lifelong benefactor.
Jenny Arond ran out next to Count Thomas Arond, who greeted them warmly.
“Davian!”
Jenny Arond wrapped her arms around Davian's neck and hugged him tightly.
She was six years older than Davian.
No one noticed Bonita's eyes momentarily fluttering.
"Thank you! Davian."
"Huh? For what?"
"Thanks to you, I don't have to get married against my will."
"Ah, that's right."
The Sergio Vincenti incident that had happened recently.
The Arond family had promised to marry into the Vincenti baronet family on the condition that Sergio Vincenti become the student council president of Elton Academy.
"To think that he was trying to become the student council president even by killing academy classmates and juniors. My father almost sent me to marry into that kind of dark-hearted family without knowing it. What would have happened if it weren't for you, Davian."
Count Thomas Arond also approached.
"That's right, Davian. I almost sent my daughter to marry into such a despicable family. You've helped us greatly again, Davian."
Jenny Arond asked.
"I heard you were coming, so I came out to greet you, but what's going on with our family suddenly? Did you come to visit?"
"No, I'm here with my friend Bonita to do a request evaluation."
"Where are you going for the request evaluation?"
"The eastern coastal cliff area."
"Ah, that's not far from here? You really just stopped by on the way."
Count Thomas Arond grabbed Davian's hand.
"Even so, why don't you stay for a day? I ordered a grand party to be prepared. You're the benefactor who saved my daughter twice, Davian."
Then, he lowered his voice and whispered.
"You're also the leader of our Davian Alliance."
Arond Estate.
One of the families that had already decided to participate in the Davian Alliance at the party Espin Elina held when he was in Portus City.
Davian lightly waved his hand, expressing his refusal.
"I'm sorry, but the request is urgent. I think we should leave right away. That way, we'll arrive at the eastern coastal cliff area at night."
"Is that so? That's too bad. Then, I'll lend you a carriage, so go by it. You'll be able to go comfortably until the terrain becomes rough."
It would be rude to refuse the favor too much.
"Then, I'll gratefully borrow the carriage."
The strongest Ego Sword on Earth will probably still be there.
To clear the event, you have to save the tribal chief who fell into the cliff gap before he starves to death.
Since acquiring the Ego Sword is tied to the event reward, who knows what variables might occur if you fail to clear the event.
They can't have come all this way for nothing.
However.
Bonita was misunderstanding Davian's plan again.
'Arrive in the eastern coastal cliff area at night……at night?'
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