Are MZ Shamans In Trouble In Romance Novels? - Chapter 73

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73.

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Thud!

The goblin club struck hard into the sandy beach. It was because the Pegasus powder’s effect had worn off at the last moment.

“Almost scraped my knees.”

Calisia dusted off her dirty clothes and looked around. Seashells, empty rum bottles, and two bodies sprawled on the ground.

“Ugh, urgh.”

One was groaning with a broken left arm.

“Wha, whaaat… Whi, white wi…ne!”

The other was completely drunk and making a scene. Calisia clicked her tongue and walked away without hesitation. They were clearly grateful friends who would help her scrape the bottom of the test scores.

-Welcome everyone to Eldoras Island!

A horse head that had appeared in the sky shouted in a booming voice.

-This test will be conducted for 24 hours and the theme is ‘Monster Hunting’! The monsters existing on the island are Lizardmen, Orcs, and Trolls.

-The numbers floating above the monsters’ heads indicate test question numbers. The letters carved on their backs are written exam questions.

-Monster corpses disappear immediately upon being hunted. To earn written exam points, you must solve problems simultaneously with hunting.

Calisia’s complexion instantly soured as she listened to the instructions. The simultaneous practical and written format was more difficult than expected.

-Given the anticipated high difficulty, we recommend moving in groups. Good luck!

The horse head disappeared and three pieces of parchment fell from the sky. It was a map depicting the entire terrain of Eldoras.

“…”

What was noteworthy were the caves, swamps, and forests that were the main habitats of monsters. The problem was that it would be difficult to handle all these creatures alone.

-Hardship and adversity shall guide you to the path.

Calisia, who suddenly recalled Malloy’s prophecy, turned her head back. An injured person and an alcoholic. Could these be the hardship and adversity he mentioned?

“You there! Support this body!”

A boy with vivid red hair and golden eyes commanded with an arrogant expression. He even gracefully extended his hand as if refusal wasn’t an option.

“Blu, e flames remind me of-Pasha Sapphire vintage 23… I wan, t to drink…”

Another boy with black and silver hair mixed together staggered to his feet. He seemed completely mesmerized by the goblin club and swallowed his saliva.

“Soettong! Soettoooong! Is anyone there?”

Calisia shook her head vigorously and hurriedly turned away. Meeting Ian was the urgent priority. At the very least, she needed to find other prospective students. Otherwise, she’d have to work with those two incompetents.

“How is there not a single person?”

Calisia, who had been walking diligently along the coastline, stopped. By now, she should have encountered at least dozens of people.

“Did they already go into the mountains?”

The horse head had definitely recommended cooperation. So most would be looking for companions or devising strategies. Rather than recklessly entering the mountains.

“Ignorant thing. Didn’t you see the numbers written on the map? They marked the zones.”

The red-haired boy who had been following Calisia leaned against a rock.

“Zones?”

“Can’t you tell just by looking? They divided the zones with magic for the test.”

The boy frowned and added not to waste any more time.

“If you’re planning to find other companions, it’s futile. There are only three people in this zone right now.”

“Three?”

Calisia’s voice was filled with gloom. Why do bad premonitions never miss the mark?

“The great bloodline that is me, Raktar Helios, and you and that drunkard.”

“Hel, li… Helli really knows good dri, nk. Deli, cious.”

The drunkard rubbed his head against Raktar’s chest. Though he was immediately grabbed by the hair and thrown aside.

“Helios?”

Calisia narrowed her eyes. Helios was the surname of the Empire’s imperial family. So the boy before her was royalty.

“Therefore, red-eyed Valus. Show proper respect before great blood and serve this body.”

Raktar extended his hand with that same graceful gesture. It was an attitude of graciously bestowing honor.

“But how did you know I’m a Valus?”

“Is there a master who doesn’t know their servant?”

Raktar recalled Calisia descending wreathed in blue flames. Blue fire that was on a completely different level from magically created flames.

“Hurry and serve me.”

He originally loved beautiful things. So he was giving the girl an opportunity to serve him.

“…Is this also divine sword possession? Why should I?”

Calisia extended her index and middle fingers and swatted away Raktar’s palm.

-Those royals are peacocks who love to show off. Pathetic bunch! You can tell just from the founding myth, can’t you? Coming down on horseback only after everything’s finished. That Cairn bastard was the same!

Calisia recalled the drunken rambling the Previous Head of House had done once. It was mostly personal history entangled with Emperor Cairn. The conclusion was that the four great ducal houses and the imperial family had been in constant power struggles for generations.

“Insolent!”

Raktar, his cheeks flushed red with humiliation and shame, raised his voice.

“This body is the Empire’s 3rd Prince and eldest son of Imperial Consort Ishir!”

Though he wasn’t the Empress’s legitimate child, his position within the Empire wasn’t narrow. It was thanks to his mother, who was the Emperor’s favored consort and a princess from Malta Kingdom. Though his maternal family was a small nation, it was a trade hub connecting various countries. Inexhaustible vast offerings. That was his background.

“Don’t tell me you want some reward?”

Raktar snorted.

“I’ve heard about you. Calisia Valus. The abandoned flame exiled to the Western Desert.”

The Imperial Palace was always sensitive to the movements of the four great ducal houses. The birth of the blue flame, the greatest flame, was no exception.

“Growing up in a place no different from a prison without a single relative, it’s understandable. Speak freely. What’s the point of seeking cheap pride now?”

With gloomy eyes, he lifted the chin of the cunning girl before him. No matter how she pretended to be noble and proud, she was ultimately just goods.

“What? What’s with this sudden development?”

Calisia, whose chin was suddenly grabbed, blinked. Why did the genre suddenly become ‘how much would it cost’?

“How about rubies as red as your eyes?”

Raktar stroked the corners of her eyes, colored with confusion, with his thumb.

“Are these lines and stage directions possible with a sane mind?”

Is this possession after all? Calisia flared her nostrils. She wondered if there was some ghost scent she had missed.

“Don’t like it? Then shall I give you amethysts that match your hair?”

Raktar carefully caressed the hair that fell along her shoulder line. The silver-purple hue was rare even within the Empire.

“If even this isn’t enough, something that suits your neck… Ugh, gah!”

Calisia, who had been watching Raktar’s nonsense in real time, finally raised her fist.

“You, you…!”

Raktar, hit by the small but fierce fist, couldn’t continue speaking and stammered.

“…Hic, cup!”

The drunkard, who had been swaying unsteadily, hiccupped in surprise at the loud impact.

“Talking about rewards and such nonsense. Stop the useless chatter and tell me what you two can do.”

Calisia, shouldering the goblin club, glared at the two boys. She had the momentum to make them useful even if they were useless.

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“My arm is quite cumbersome. I can’t properly exert my strength in this state.”

Raktar, who had been complaining for a while, showed his broken left arm. He meant for her to at least wrap it with bandages since it was uncomfortable.

“What a handful. Hey, take off your shirt.”

Soft and sturdy material. Calisia grabbed the hem of the uniform shirt. Eldoras was an artificial island located on Academy grounds. There wouldn’t be any bandages, would there?

“My shirt, you mean?”

Raktar frowned as if he was hearing the strangest thing.

“Then what should I wrap it with? Sand?”

“…”

Raktar’s gaze slowly drifted downward.

“Huh? Are you talking about my clothes right now?”

Calisia let out a hollow laugh, having noticed that gaze.

“As a prince, I cannot undress.”

“Then should I undress as a lady? This guy’s completely insane! And why use my clothes to bandage your arm!”

A fierce battle of words continued between the prince and the princess. Raktar put forward his status and dignity, while Calisia countered with common sense and propriety.

“Hey, I’ll pay for it! I said I’ll pay you back…!”

The loser of this lengthy fight was the drunkard boy. Having his shirt snatched away in an instant, he felt exposed and pulled his jacket closed.

“That bastard Izriel has no dignity to begin with anyway.”

Raktar clicked his tongue briefly. He was someone who just casually threw on a shirt anyway. Whether he wore it or took it off made no real difference.

“Then I’ll begin.”

Raktar, having caught his breath, extended his hand. Along with the gentle breeze, brilliant light gathered toward his heart.

“Oh?”

Raktar’s body rose up and divine light shone forth. Calisia’s heart swelled at the impressive sight. She thought this would make for quite useful military strength.

“3rd cir… no, why is the sun rising…?”

Izriel, who had been swaying as if about to collapse forward, rubbed his eyes. Behind Raktar, a massive sun was rising.

“Ugh!”

It was an intense light that one couldn’t even dare to open their eyes against.

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