Deadline Is Raining in the Status Window - Chapter 201

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“Are you aware that Southern Bunny Land has closed?”
“I have ears too.”
“I’ve brought their director under my influence. We’re constructing a second Bunny Land in Ilam’s territory.”
“Hmm.”
“Once it’s complete, I’ll present the facilities and the surrounding lands to the Crown Princess.”
Ilam would soon be flooded with people. By securing the Bunny Land director—who had belonged to no one before—the Crown Princess could flaunt her influence, and her retainers could seize prime locations around the facility and line their pockets handsomely.
It wasn’t merely an amusement facility changing hands. All of its technological prowess could be channeled entirely toward Cecilia, which meant those who had turned their backs on Sera would feel their blood run cold.
“You have connections with the Serpent King, and now it seems you’ve cultivated even stranger networks.”
“The truth is, that director is the Machine King.”
At my words, even Cecilia seemed startled. The woman closed her eyes quietly and pressed her temples rhythmically.
This is bad. That expression of hers actually looks adorable.
“At this rate, my support base will be filled entirely with the Demon Race.”
“Surprisingly, it’s an effective strategy. Demi-humans have numbers on their side.”
Lincoln expanded voting rights too—what’s stopping you? I drawled the words, and Cecilia’s brow furrowed in a very human way. Immediately, the Bachelor, who was always watching Cecilia, came rushing over and smacked the back of my head.
“Don’t presume to rival Her Highness.”
“Come on, I’m a Duke’s daughter—I can hold my own!”
“How dare a mere Duke’s daughter compare herself to the Crown Princess!”
Noisy bastard—if that’s what you say, then so be it! The Bachelor and I both had our claws out like cats without their nails, thrashing about wildly, when Cecilia, who had been embroidering, let out a soft chuckle. This time, she seemed genuinely amused.
“Your request isn’t limited to this alone. There’s something else you need, isn’t there?”
“Give me a mansion. A big one.”
“There’s a house left over from a relative I dealt with previously.”
I thought the Crown Princess Palace had just been resting lately, but it seems she’s been doing some terrifying things behind the scenes. The fact that there’s a spare house suggests she’s completely eliminated the entire family line, even those who would inherit the estate. Did that relative attempt treason or something?
“He claimed he was raising an illegitimate child of the previous Emperor.”
“Deserved to die.”
“If such a child existed, there’s no way I wouldn’t have known about it.”
Cecilia’s lips curved into a beautiful arc, and she tilted her head toward the Bachelor as if seeking agreement. What’s this? The atmosphere feels strange. Is this some kind of secret about his birth? Is the Bachelor actually the Emperor’s illegitimate child?
“I’ll prepare the documents on my end. Since His Majesty finds things tiresome, you should leave now.”
“Hey, let me in on this too! What is it! What’s this secret about his birth!”
“There’s no such thing. Now disappear.”
Ugh, they keep secrets to themselves and leave me out! I cursed at Cecilia, calling her Cecilia Crowell, and the Bachelor grabbed my collar and dragged me out, throwing the land registry, house deed, and front door key at me, telling me to leave quickly.
I’m curious about the Bachelor’s birth secret, but my siblings’ living situation is the priority right now, so I’ll leave without complaint. But I swear I’ll come back to uncover the Bachelor’s secret!
At my bold declaration, the man removed his shoe and hurled it at me. I quickly dodged and used Freeze Bind to soar into the air, scattering hail over Cecilia’s beloved rose bushes before escaping. The Bachelor screamed curses after me. It was worth it.

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Having acquired a new Townhouse, I brought my siblings over and rushed about to ensure the proper operation of House Neftis. I attended parties in the Duke’s stead, faced off against Sera’s faction nobles in the Nobility Council, kept my head during the conference sessions, but afterward lamented the state of the nation over grape juice with Eugene at the Brandenburg Townhouse, and completed the transfer procedures for Evan Laef at the Academy Headmaster’s office.
It goes without saying that I’ll finish my Academy education. I’ve already invested two years, and I’d rather cry tears of blood than waste that effort, so I’m going to see it through to graduation. Even if my final semester means building paper houses and living with the Village Chief and his companions in Starlight Village, I’ll still attend until the end and proudly wear the title of Academy graduate.
This was both a personal resolution and an investment in my future. After all, I had no intention of inheriting House Neftis. To live independently after leaving that place, the credential of being a graduate from the Empire’s finest Academy Magic Department was invaluable.
Once I graduate from the Academy, I’ll elevate Cecilia to Emperor, then go to Ilam and live peacefully with Gerth. Work-life balance mattered. I loved power, but I wasn’t willing to sacrifice my entire life for it.
In any case, I made my intentions clear to Rael, my immediate younger sibling. The little one wailed and beat the ground at the thought that I wouldn’t become Duke Neftis, but once he realized that with Cecilia’s backing he could become a major noble in Ilam, he recovered quickly enough.
I prostrated myself before him, urging him to develop Ilam further, achieve independence from the Empire, establish a principality, and become king—though this child had always been prone to exaggeration. I’d been uncertain until now, but the sibling who first met me and prostrated himself on the ground, crying out that he beheld the Princess of the Land of Eyes, seemed to be Rael after all. Not just anyone could pull off such theatrics.
The reason I was returning to school through a transfer was simple: Evan Laef had died socially. Since that person no longer existed in the world, it was only natural to remove them from the school records, but thanks to the personal connection between Duke Neftis and the Academy Headmaster, I was able to retain Evan Laef’s grades and credits while enrolling under the name Evan Laef.
I wanted to start fresh cleanly, but the Magic Department students would have objected strongly, so I had no choice but to carry over my grades and demerits. As a result, I still fell short of graduation requirements, and if I received just two more demerits, I’d be expelled from the Dormitory.
The Magic Department required dormitory residence during the semester, so I couldn’t commute from home. I owned a sprawling mansion, yet here I was, forced to live in a tiny one-room apartment with Reina Letem. It was infuriating.
I cooled my anger by braiding my hair into two neat pigtails. Soon enough, that door would open and Reina would walk in. When we met, I’d be irritated. Since I was bound to be annoyed anyway, I shouldn’t let my blood pressure spike now or I’d collapse. For the sake of my composure, I tidied my hair, then hugged White One and rubbed my face against its cool fur, seeking solace. White One comforted me in return by retracting its claws and kicking me with its hind legs.
“Kaaa! Evan Laef, how have you been! Your greatly admired elder sister Reina has returned!”
See? The moment she walked in, she got on my nerves. Draped in a bright red cloak and wearing a crown on her head—where on earth had she gotten those?—Reina strutted about, boasting of some great feat she’d accomplished during the break and pestering me to hear about her legend.
“I don’t want to hear it.”
“Oh come on! You want to hear it!”
Reina Letem, who poked my ribs repeatedly with an annoying “ugh ugh” while trying to ruin my mood, suddenly snapped her fingers together. She must have opened her status window.
“Your sister, this magnificent sister, has obtained a legendary skill, I tell you!”
“?”
I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that? You’re not saying you obtained a high-tier Blaze skill, are you? You’re not telling me you got something even better than that at a point where you haven’t even caught up to half the original story’s pace? No matter how much I’ve been blessed with elixirs, is this even possible? Can a human being do such a thing?
“Puhahahaha! Puhahahaha! While you were getting married, divorced, and filming love and war, your sister was diligently training and mobilizing all her information networks and funds to obtain a legendary skill!”
“You ate something weird behind my back!”
When I grabbed Reina by the collar, she teased me, saying that I was the one who taught her the secret of consuming demon cores and raising skills.
This brat—I deliberately gave up good things for her to eat, yet she goes around consuming all the best stuff!
“Damn it!”
I’ll… I’ll get a legendary skill too!
Now that I thought about it, I’d gained a massive amount of experience points before, but I hadn’t raised any of Mitchell’s skills. I snapped both my fingers together. I’d been confused about which side was Mitchell and which was Evan, so I’d just decided to open both status windows.
“Hey, I’m getting a legendary skill too!”
Perfect timing—Free Freeze was at level 9. Investing 900,000 experience points would get me the Legend rank.

UR) A superior skill of Free Freeze Magic, L) Legendary Freeze Magic lv.1 skill has been created.

That’s it! This is it! The skill name was still bland, but now I wouldn’t fall behind Reina!
However, since Reina had provoked me first, I didn’t stop investing in skills. I wanted to raise Superhuman as well, and I wanted to make Evan’s Invulnerability to All Harm complete, so I invested the remainder into other skills. I boldly and generously distributed my investments across the board.
“Done!”
And so, the completed status window took this form.

Evan Laef
Title: Demon Race, Mana Master (Beginner)
Status: Blessing of Ursh, Time-Limited (D-305)
Experience: 216,100
UR) Blade Path Mastery Lv.1 – 100,000 EXP to next level
UR) Mana Manipulation Lv.1 – 100,000 EXP to next level
UR) Unbreakable Body Lv.1 – 100,000 EXP to next level
SR) Magnificent Worker’s Hands Lv.1 – 10,000 EXP to next level
SR) Lux Spirit Guitar Performance Lv.1 – 10,000 EXP to next level
R) Beast’s Charisma Lv.10
N) Horsemanship Lv.10
N) Cold Resistance Lv.10
R) Shared Senses
L) Trick Breathing
EX) Willing to Do Anything to Survive

Mitchell Neftis
Title: Demon Race, Mana Master (Beginner)
Status: Blessing of Ursh, Time-Limited (D-305)
Experience: 32,610
L) Legendary Absolute Zero Magic Lv.1 – 1,000,000 EXP to next level
UR) Mana Manipulation Lv.1 – 100,000 EXP to next level
SR) Superhuman Lv.5 – 50,000 EXP to next level
R) Accuracy Lv.10
R) Inspiration Lv.1 – 1,000 EXP to next level
*UR) Fusion
* ↳ Fusion Release
*L) Concealment

And it was from this moment that the anomaly began.

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