Are MZ Shamans In Trouble In Romance Novels? - Chapter 81

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81.

“That can’t be it. Haven’t you heard the rumors circulating lately? The rumor that the Pope is secretly dispatching Holy Knights to find his runaway son.”

Raktar lowered his voice. Even though he was a prince, he couldn’t loudly gossip about the Pope’s disgrace.

“The excommunicated one?”

Calisia asked back.

“He wasn’t excommunicated. That bastard is an apostate but still has his name registered with House Hyacinth. He has no choice but to face pressure from his family.”

No matter how much Izriel wandered outside his family, he was still a Hyacinth. Removing one’s name from the family register wasn’t as easy as it sounded. Especially not from such a prestigious noble house.

“Moreover, the Pope’s patience has now reached its limit.”

House Hyacinth in particular still wanted to make Izriel their heir. Even if it meant reversing the excommunication ritual.

“But what does that have to do with coming to the Academy?”

“Hellorn is the Imperial Academy. Students naturally receive the Imperial family’s protection. Even the Pope can’t forcibly drag away that apostate bastard. As long as he maintains his student status, that is.”

Raktar answered firmly. There was no way that cunning bastard would miss such an opportunity.

“No way out, ugh…”

Just then, someone staggered to their feet from the cargo hold below deck. With patchy, faded hair and a disheveled appearance as if he hadn’t washed for three days—it was Izriel.

“Speak of the tiger and it appears.”

A sinister aura flowed from Calisia’s lips.

“That apostate bastard! I’ll definitely punish that scoundrel today and restore the Imperial family’s dignity!”

Raktar also ground his teeth. The reason Izriel was particularly detestable was because of the power of his curses. Death, disease, disability. He was cunning enough not to cast curses powerful enough for the Church or Imperial family to intervene.

[Petty and minor but definitely maddening misfortunes]

“Izriel Hyacinth!”

The two rushed forward simultaneously as if they had made a pact.

“…”

Ian, who had been leaning against the railing watching them, followed behind with a blank expression. They seemed quite close for having only taken one exam together. He even abandoned his beloved snacks.

“…The tray, I’ll carry it.”

Ian half-snatched a silver tray from a passing servant.

“Wh-what’s happening…!”

Meanwhile, Izriel, who had just woken up and was rubbing his eyes, fell backward in surprise. Thanks to two demons rushing at him with bloodshot eyes.

“Get away! Get away! You demon bastards!”

Izriel flailed his arms wildly and struggled to get up.

“Want to die?”

“Do you really need to be imprisoned in the underground prison for attempted regicide to come to your senses?”

Calisia and Raktar poured out the anger they had been building up for two weeks without pause. Loud enough to make people around them cover their ears.

“If you send another one of those damn letters, I’ll break your wrist, so keep that in mind!”

Raktar roughly grabbed Izriel’s wrist and warned him.

“Usually don’t they cut it off? I’m going to cut it, so keep that in mind… ugh, mmph!”

Calisia, who was about to grab Izriel’s wrist as well, pulled her head back. Because of a canapé that suddenly entered her mouth.

“Wha-?”

The flustered Calisia stopped, unable to chew or spit out the canapé. Because Ian was standing there with a crooked posture holding a silver tray.

“…?”

Raktar and Izriel were equally bewildered. It wasn’t common to see Lakies, the Sword of the North, serving food.

“Haven’t you been saying you’re hungry since the carriage? Stop this and go over there, Valus. There are steak skewers you like.”

“…Uh, well. Okay.”

Calisia answered in a dazed tone at his strangely dead gaze.

“Hey. Anyway, if you send another letter, I’ll really kill you next time.”

Calisia, who was following Ian, briefly turned around to warn him. Raktar also growled that next time he’d face the Royal Guard.

“…Kuk, kuk! I’m going to send it anyway!”

Izriel, who had snatched a champagne bottle from a passing servant, gulped down the alcohol.

“Your Highness should come to the festival… and Valus, you bring Valentine’s gifts!”

Izriel said while fumbling around his chest.

“Found it!”

It was a bundle of letters that looked to be at least dozens of sheets.

“Whoooosh-!”

Izriel made a wind sound with his mouth and stuck a letter to Calisia’s forehead with a thunk.

“Evil spirits, begone.”

He bent his waist and made eye contact with Calisia.

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“Now, my friend. Let me ask you again. Is it okay or not okay for friends to cast death curses on each other?”

Calisia, crouching on the deck, gripped Izriel’s shoulders tightly.

“Ugh, urk!”

Izriel, slammed against the ship’s railing, sniffled. It started with Lakies’ kick. Then, before he could come to his senses, fierce punches fell relentlessly. It was the enraged Calisia.

“Let’s get along well.”

Calisia stood up with an extremely refreshed expression. Indeed, communication was distant but fists were close. Wasn’t this awkward friendship resolved so quickly?

“We’ll soon reach the Academy’s water wall! Please remain quiet when passing through the water wall!”

The new students hung on the railings and leaned out. To see the stone wall that surrounded the entire Hellorn Island in a circle. The so-called Path of Liberation.

“Wow!”

The magnificently sized water wall had carvings of heroes who defeated ancient monsters. They were the Founding Emperor and the First Heads of the Four Ducal Houses.

Rumble-

As the ship approached the water wall, the statues awakened from their slumber.

-This is the land where sun and magic dwell.

Soon a thunderous voice fell upon the deck. It was loud enough to make one’s entire head ring.

-Those without permission cannot enter.

The statues pointed massive stone swords at the ship’s bow. It was an intimidating presence that seemed like the ship would be split in two at any moment.

“This is the land where sun and magic dwell!”

The Senior Teaching Assistant standing at the bow held up Hellorn’s passage token and shouted.

“We shall protect this land with the great oath of mana.”

“And with the mighty pledge of the sword.”

“We shall guard this land!”

The other Teaching Assistants also raised their voices in unison.

-Permission to open the gate is granted.

The statues that withdrew their stone swords opened the path to Hellorn.

“In the name of Hellorn!”

The Teaching Assistants paid their respects to the founding heroes. Soon after, the ship rode the current and advanced without hesitation.

“Did you see? When they pointed their swords? I’ve never seen a more perfect swordsmanship stance in my life. Wow…”

“How could you have time to look at that? I almost died from the killing intent!”

The children who had entered Hellorn’s territory began to speak again.

“This is the Dragon’s Sea, the Academy’s internal waters. It’s an independent territory belonging to Hellorn.”

The Teaching Assistants explained while pointing to the vast blue sea spread out before them. The refreshing breeze and unusually sparkling waves made the new students’ hearts swell.

“Why do I feel so strange?”

Calisia, who had been leaning against the railing, turned to look down at the sea. The waves rippling in the wind were simply clear and calm. Like the sea at a resort. But why was her heart so uneasy?

“Maybe it’s because you’re mentally and physically exhausted from the letters?”

Ian placed a steak skewer in Calisia’s hand.

“No. Something really feels strange.”

Calisia, expressing an inexplicable anxiety, closed her eyes. It was to concentrate her energy. The melody flowing over the ship, the bow cutting through the wind, and the children’s laughter. Calisia pushed away the sounds that disturbed her ears one by one.

-…help!

And the screams of souls echoing from the deep sea. Calisia’s eyes snapped open as she gasped for breath.

“…Something is coming.”

Ian, sensing something ominous, drew up his energy and stood guard around them. An unidentifiable heavy killing intent rose from the deep sea.

“Oh! Look over there!”

A new student hung on the railing and pointed to the distant sea. Something was leaping above the water’s surface.

“It’s a silver-horned dolphin!”

“There’s a giant rainbow seahorse too?”

The children showed interest in the rare species that were hard to see.

“….”

On the contrary, several children including Calisia and Ian showed wariness. It was because the fish’s behavior wasn’t normal.

“…The, master is co, ming.”

Izriel went back down below deck and crammed himself into the cargo hold.

“Fishy smell.”

Ian, who had stepped back from the railing, urgently grabbed Calisia’s wrist and pulled her away. A thick fishy smell that was on a different level from ordinary sea creatures rose up.

Buuuung-

Small bubbles boiled up to the water’s surface. Then a faint vibration occurred below deck.

Kwaaaaaa-!

Suddenly there was a sound like cannons firing as water columns shot up everywhere. A large whirlpool began to form around the ship’s center.

“What is it!”

“Hey, help me up… Ahhhhh!”

Fierce vibrations climbed up the railing to the deck.

Everything shook violently as if an earthquake had occurred. The terrified children gripped the ship’s railing tightly.

“Crazy!”

Several students who couldn’t maintain their balance sat down on the spot. Storm clouds rolled in and the sky gradually turned ashen gray.

Kwaaaaang-!

The new students panicked at the thunderous roar they had never heard before. Suddenly something shot up from the deep sea. Following that water column, the children’s heads turned up endlessly. A body so long and massive that its size couldn’t be measured. Hard scales of deep blue color. Yellow glinting pupils and a forked tongue.

-Kiaaaaaaak!

The new students froze in place. It was the giant sea monster called the dragon of the sea—Leviathan.

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