Chapter 211

Chapter 211

I Became the Academy Mafia Chapter 211What I intended to do wasn't anything particularly impressive.

An item I was taking out of the Cube for the first time in a while, ‘Thunder God's Stone.’

Just holding it in my hand, the stone was spewing out a tremendous electrical current like some crystal ball from a fortune-teller's shop.

Even though I was protecting my body with the armor I wore, Midas's Gloves, and even aura, my fingers still felt numb.

-Young Master? What are you doing...

“Alohomora!”

Crackle──! Bzzzt──!

And when I thrust the ‘Thunder God's Stone’ toward the door, the electronic panels let out strange noises along with sparks.

“Done.”-...

That actually worked?”

“You dare underestimate Alohomora?”

These electronic devices all open with one hit from this, you know?

The problem was the keyhole... but who am I?

The beloved disciple of an Aura Master.

“Let's see... shove aura in here... harden it... press here, then turn it...!”

Click.

“Ta-da.”

Like this, I used aura control to clear the keyhole as well.

At the same time, with a heavy clunk, the massive door slowly began to move.

-It really works.

“This is real magic. Isn't it?”

Of course, it was a technique that only worked in certain places, but it could be used in the Pendragon estate in Korea as well.

Well, it was one of the places I had robbed so often it was practically routine, so I suppose that was only natural.-...

It makes no sense that this security can be breached with something like that.

“It may look like this, but it's an incredibly rare item.”

After all, it was an item that had practically been responsible for one of Jeju Island's factions, so it boasted considerable rarity.

“All right, then let's see the ‘real’ vault now.”

A vault that should originally contain the most precious and expensive items in this entire estate.

Inside it was...

“...?”

“...?”

“Huh?”

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Lee Haru. Inomiya Haru by birth, had recently developed one concern.

It was about Eugene Han Calione, the eldest son of the Calione Family that her own family served.‘Young Master has changed a lot.’What kind of existence had Eugene Han Calione been to Lee Haru?

He had been little more than a brat who flirted with her whenever they met, constantly made jokes and behaved in ways inappropriate for the occasion, and seemed to have no understanding whatsoever of what sort of existence he was within the family.

That was why he had earned nicknames.

Calione's delinquent.

Calione's disgrace.

The delinquent Young Master, and other nicknames that were hardly flattering.

That was why Haru had sighed first when she heard Eugene had been accepted into the Academy.

The Young Master she knew must surely have somehow gotten in through Calione's power.

Even the rumors she heard were like that.‘Apparently some rich family's young master sniped an instructor in the head.’‘Apparently he got into the Academy without doing anything, thanks to his subordinate.’‘In the end, didn't he do absolutely nothing himself?’As expected, the Young Master I knew got admitted.

That was what she thought.

Until the end of that day.‘Young Master changed.’Haru had never imagined her thoughts would change this much in just one day.

Coming to find her as soon as he entered the Academy?

Well, that much had been within expectations. She had thought he would come to her if he needed help anyway.

But he proposed a ‘deal.’

A deal where he would solve the problem Lee Haru was facing and create a ‘Gold Club’ for her.

And for Lee Haru, a merchant, it was an offer she could not refuse.

That's right.

That delinquent, Calione's disgrace, had made her an offer she could not refuse.

That was when Eugene began revealing a completely different side of himself.

The Young Master competently taking command of people in a way anyone would recognize.

The Young Master who had grown strong enough to terrify others all by himself.

The Young Master who wrote a new chapter in the Academy's history in a single day.

And that change altered many things not only for Haru herself, but within Calione as well.

From an immature child to the eldest son.

From a delinquent to the heir.

From a brat to Calione.

Haru lightly rested her chin on her hand and slowly watched Eugene through the screen even now.

-Magical Heart! Blast!

The sight of Eugene after setting down the burden of being Calione's heir.

-Alohomora!

Was closer to how he had looked before the delinquent period when he had tormented her, back when they had run around the garden together.

The pure and innocent 모습 from those days.‘Could Young Master have been struggling under the pressure of being the heir?’Well, there was no way the weight of being called the heir to an enormous organization like Calione could have been light.

Haru nodded lightly.

Somehow, working alone with him like this made her feel as though she understood him a little better and had grown closer to him.

Seeing him this confident certainly seemed better too...‘It's nice that he's become brighter.’Anyway.

-All right, then let's see the real vault now.

At Eugene's excited voice coming through the earpiece, like a child who had received a birthday present, Lee Haru smiled softly.

She hadn't thought this method would actually work, but in the end, ‘Eugene’ had managed to clean out all of Pendragon's vaults.

Right, now all that remained was to rob the last vault──“Huh?”

At that moment, two figures appeared inside the vault.

The candy Haru had been holding fell to the floor.

Inside were Ray Pendragon and someone who should not have been here yet.

“...

That's me?”

The person Eugene was currently disguised as... Galahad.

“W-why is that person... Young Master. You need to leave immediately.”

Haru's voice, which had remained flat until now, suddenly became urgent.

“Young Master! Right now──.”

-Wait.

“...

Pardon?”

-If you have the power of friendship and love, you can overcome any hardship.

Haru's mind went blank.‘No, has he become too cheerful?’

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Honestly, I hadn't expected this situation.

Galahad.

Hadn't they clearly said he still hadn't arrived in Korea?

“First, calm down and check the information on him again.”

-A-understood. Please, be careful.

“Sure.”

I ended the call with Haru and looked at the two people in front of me again.

Ray was looking this way with tremendous interest, while the man beside him let out a hollow laugh.

His pomaded hair was neatly slicked straight back, with a pitch-black suit, a wine-colored shirt, and even narrow eyes, the symbol of a powerhouse whose combat ability could be identified at a glance.

“Is that how other people feel when they see me, Young Master?”

“It's roughly similar, though I suppose what they feel can't help being a little different.”

“Indeed.”

The fact that the two of them could converse leisurely even with me standing in front of them showed exactly what they thought of me.‘They think they can clean me up whenever they want.’Probably around that level.

Ray aside, the man with him had enough standing to think that way.

One of the Knights of the Round Table serving the current Pendragon family.

One of the ten strongest people in Britain.

Looks like to confuse my intelligence network, he had sent the main force by air and come alone using spatial movement.‘...

So he did use his brain a little, huh.’Looks like I'll have to alter the plan slightly.

“In that case, Mr. Thief? I think you're going to have to explain why you've come to our Pendragon family.”

The bastard smiled leisurely and rested a hand on the hilt of his sword.

At that, I returned 【Clown Makeup】 to Magical Rogue form.

“Hmm. Is that your true appearance?”

“Ha, me?”

“Yes, let's hear what you have to sa...”

“──For love, justice, and hope.”

“...

Pardon?”

“How could demonic fiends like you possibly understand the will of the Magical?”

Saying that, I put on the bright-pink-dyed ‘Midas's Gloves’ on both hands, took a stance, and shouted with all my might.

“Magical Form. Combat Mode.”

When I smashed both fists together, sparks flew with a bang.

Ray let out a disbelieving snort at the sight.

“I thought you were skilled, but you're just a lunatic. I feel stupid for taking you seriously.”

Then his face hardened in an instant and he growled quietly.

“I don't know how you know about Bloody Monday, but the moment you made me your target, you were finished.”

“If you surrender now, I won't do anything too rough. I do have chivalry to uphold.”

Galahad nodded as he spoke.

“Chivalry? I don't know anything except Magical Girl.”

“...

You're not someone I can communicate with.”

Saying that, the bastard removed his hand from the sword hilt, crooked a finger toward me, and spoke.

“Since you are not using a weapon, I will also refrain from using one. Come at me first.”

This is why I don't like knights.

They never even consider that what they think is gentlemanly behavior might look like they are looking down on their opponent.

Well, it's not bad for me.

Before charging at him, I glanced toward Ray.

He was sitting leisurely in a chair, sipping black tea as though none of this concerned him.

His expression was already filled with certainty that ‘Galahad’ would absolutely win.

What an irritating bastard.

You can eat shit too.

“Come to think of it, I recently stole something like this too.”

What I pulled from the Cube was something even he would know well.

“Ta-da.”

Vivian's Spring Water.

One of the highest-grade elixirs he had painstakingly gathered beneath the Academy.

“This is yours, right?”

Only then did cracks appear in his expression.

“Y-you, you... how...”

“Oh right, I also took that sparkly fragment you put in there. Burp─.”

The cup in his trembling hand began shaking.

His composure was gradually running out.

Of course it was.

The fact that he was using a Fragment of Excalibur at the Academy to create Vivian's Spring Water was probably something even the main family didn't know.

“And also──”

“That mouth... you'd better stop running it.”

And at this rate, Galahad would report this fact to the Head of the Family back in Britain.

So what?

Not my problem.

“Why. Pissed off? But what can you do? I'm the only one who knows where those things are~?”

I deliberately covered my mouth with one hand and snickered.

The bastard stood up from his seat.

“...

Galahad.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

“I'll explain later. Half-kill him and drag him in front of me.”

“With his life still attached?”

“There are things I need to hear from him.”

“...

It doesn't particularly appeal to me, but if that is your order, Young Master, I will do so.”

Good, that clears stage one.

The opponent was ‘that’ Galahad.

One of those bastards called the ‘Monsters of the Round Table’ in the community, and a knight-commander-class powerhouse with his own order of knights.

That was why certain conditions were necessary to win this situation.

And that was why, from this point on, I planned to move a little violently.

“You easy bastards. Do I look like a newbie?”

First, I decided to really heat up the two bastards talking in front of me as though they already had me caught.

With the special mana-stone bomb that had even damaged ‘Covert Shadow.’

“Magical Bomb.”

Booooooooom────!!

The moment the tremendous explosion erupted, I raised my aura and protected my body.

At the same time, a massive wind from the aftermath came crashing in.

As I stared toward where the bastards should have been caught in the center of the explosion without relaxing my vigilance.─────────!

Suddenly, the dust cloud split diagonally, and a silver line was drawn through it.

I quickly bent backward to evade.

At the same time, a tremendous noise rang out from behind me where the vault door stood.

“...

Didn't you say you wouldn't kill me?”

The vault door I'd struggled so hard to break through had been torn halfway apart.

“I was startled without realizing it and swung too hard. You are still alive, aren't you?”

Galahad walked through the smoke, slightly scorched by the bomb.

A long sword already drawn from its sheath was in his hand.

“You said... you wouldn't use a sword.”

“From the moment you used a bomb, did you not already use a weapon?”

“This is magic.”

“...

You speak like a magician, at least.”

The bastard dusted himself off a few times, then shouldered his sword again.

“In any case, I've learned you're not easy, and it's late, so I suppose it's time to finish this.”

Blue light began gathering around his sword as he spoke.

“My control of strength is still immature, so please survive somehow.”

Even though it was merely light gathering, his sword emitted an ominously loud noise.

At the sight, a familiar window appeared before my eyes.

I smiled brightly in response to the phenomenon I'd expected.

“Thanks.”

“...

Pardon?”

“There's something like that, bastard.”

Thanks to you, the condition has been fulfilled.[Engraving: -Dragon (Reaper of the Immortals): He drove a dagger into the heart of the one who ruled the flames of the abyss and devoured the blood of an immortal amid a rain of fatal blows. He is the reaper of death who granted rest to an immortal.]

“Magical Breath.”──The world was swallowed by darkness.