Deadline Is Raining in the Status Window - Chapter 276

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“….”
This woman knew exactly where to strike. As long as Magic Department students possessed a license to kill, committing a crime meant either perpetrating a world-class war crime or severing the head of royalty itself.
In other words, we’d need to commit atrocities grave enough to annihilate three bloodlines—yet somehow, Kanna and Reina had created monsters that would influence human affairs for the next thousand years, and I had insulted both the Previous Emperor and the current Emperor enough times to warrant at least five executions.
It was extraordinarily difficult for Magic Department students to commit crimes, yet we had managed it effortlessly. Even the Academy Headmaster had convened a meeting over it.
“Let me meet with the Academy Headmaster. I’ll persuade him directly.”
“The Academy Headmaster is quite busy. He’s not someone a mere student can simply request an audience with.”
“The Common Professor of the Magic Department is my subordinate. If he resigns from his position, there will be no way to restrain the runaway locomotives of the Magic Department.”
“I’ll contact him immediately.”
At my single word, the Dormitory Manager sprang into action. Power truly was supreme. I’d made the right choice becoming the King of Ten Thousand Demons. Kanna and Reina applauded me, striking poses of victory.
We were soon escorted to the Dean’s Office. The Academy Headmaster was swinging a putter, practicing golf. Busy, my foot.
“I beg for leniency. If we’re expelled from the Dormitory, we have nowhere to go.”
“Nowhere? Of course there is—just go wherever the stars shine or the sun shines~.”
“We don’t want to go, which is why I’m saying this.”
“Then why did you commit crimes in the first place~.”
“It’s unfair. We didn’t cause any casualties. It’s a misdemeanor. Please overlook a misdemeanor.”
Since no one died, it’s absolutely a misdemeanor. It’s just like children jaywalking without knowing better. As we continued this argument, the Academy Headmaster snapped his golf putter with knees of steel.
“A misdemeanor that’ll freeze you to death! You’ll be remembered in the Empire’s criminal history for the next thousand years, you rotten bastards!”
Kanna and Reina would probably be remembered as something like the mothers of all monsters, but what about me? At my question, the Academy Headmaster picked up a new putter and struck my head repeatedly. With each blow, the putter bent into a different shape.
“You’ll go down not in Empire history but in human history! As humanity’s first King of Ten Thousand Demons! Do you know how much your father brags about you becoming a Demon King?!”
The Academy Headmaster vented his frustration, saying that ever since some point, the Common Professor had been acting strangely deferential toward Evan, making the Academy seem like a complete demon nest.
“We committed crimes, but we’re good students who won’t harm humanity. We’ll live quietly in the Dormitory.”
“How can criminals not harm humanity? Are you insane?”
The Academy Headmaster, who laughed self-deprecatingly, noting that I’d been clearly mad from our first meeting, brought out a large sheet of paper and showed it to us.
“We didn’t just deliberate for a day or two. We discussed it with the faculty and gathered opinions from students who share the Dormitory.”
What the Academy Headmaster brought was a typical survey sheet. On the large paper, sections were divided and stickers were placed on matching opinions. The section expressing fear of sharing the Dormitory with serious criminals like us was overwhelmingly covered in stickers.
“What’s so scary about us!”
“I’ve really, truly, lived so well.”
“That’s right! We’re the victims here!”
I’d lived as quietly as possible, done morning exercises every day, worked as a work-study student—I was such a diligent Academy student. As I made this argument, insisting that we were harmless, good students, the Academy Headmaster retrieved a bottle of strong whiskey from his cabinet that he usually drank.
“Evan. Let’s think about this rationally, shall we?”
“Rationally? I like it.”
When it came to rationality, I was no stranger to it. I accepted the debate confidently, and the Academy Headmaster came out with a powerful proposition from the start.
“Could you comfortably share meals and live under the same roof with mothers who possess legendary-class offensive magic and have created monsters that threaten humanity?”
“That would be uncomfortable, certainly. But I’m not like that.”
“You’re the biggest problem! King of Ten Thousand Demons! You can command the Serpent King, Machine King, Underworld King, and Dragon King at will, and you’re even best friends with the Abyss Emperor! How could students eat properly sitting next to you?!”
“Tell them to take digestive medicine with their meals!”
“Yes, you’re insane!”
The Academy Headmaster swung his putter with cheerful abandon, and my skull produced a clear, resonant *ding*—so pristine and crystalline that the Headmaster marveled at how utterly empty my head must be to generate such a pure tone. He declared there was nothing he could do for me and ordered me to hurry off to Cardboard Box Village and unpack my belongings.
“I am the King of Ten Thousand Demons! I cannot explain the details, but I saved humanity! I spared people who were supposed to die, and this is how I’m repaid?!”
“Evan Mitchell, King of Ten Thousand Demons, Your Majesty. Do not forget that this is Crowell Academy.”
The Academy Headmaster approached me and pressed his fingers against my forehead, poking repeatedly.
“You may be the King of Ten Thousand Demons, but I am the Academy Headmaster.”
“What does that matter? The King of Ten Thousand Demons outranks the Academy Headmaster.”
“One word from me, and you three could fail to graduate for the rest of your lives.”
“Gaaahhhhh!”
The threat was so horrifying that even Kanna and Reina gasped in shock. How could anyone conceive of something so cruel? How could anyone say such a thing to us—that we wouldn’t be allowed to graduate from the Academy?!
“Of course, you could always withdraw now.”
“We’re already third-year students! Even if it’s unfair, we’re getting our diplomas!”
“Y-yes, that’s right! We’ve made it this far!”
“If I don’t graduate, the Head Maid Grandmother will beat me to death!”
She wasn’t mentioning the part about being beaten to death by Mother if she lost to Count Letem anymore. In any case, we desperately needed that diploma. Especially me—if I were expelled without even graduating from the Academy, there would be no shortage of people to lecture me. Eleanor, my mother, would certainly come, along with my father, Gerth, Hubert, Seian, Cecilia, and even Bruno. They would all find me and scold me relentlessly.
Just imagining it made my ears feel like they would fall off. Expulsion was absolutely not an option.
“Be grateful you were only expelled from the Dormitory! Now get out!”
We had come to confront the Academy Headmaster but left empty-handed and defeated.
In truth, I had suspected this day might come. Back when I was a freshman, I already had my doubts. From the moment Reina discovered that vagrant village while foraging for fiddlehead ferns and set up the flag, I wondered if such a fate awaited us. But I never imagined it would happen on this day, the second semester of my third year. It came far sooner than expected.

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When three serious offenders stood before the village, each carrying their belongings, the vagrant mages seemed to have already heard the rumors and came rushing out to greet us. At the center of the welcoming committee was the Village Chief, who exercised with me every morning.
“Guffaw guffaw! I firmly believed you three would become part of our village!”
I hadn’t ruled out the possibility myself, but hearing it from the Village Chief’s mouth irritated me. Kanna and Reina felt the same way—they cracked their knuckles and prepared for a fight. The Village Chief quickly changed the subject.
“You youngsters are quite temperamental! Look here! This place is more livable than you’d think!”
As I surveyed the surroundings, the first thing that caught my eye was a laundry station created by converting a stream into a whirlpool. Apparently, you just add eco-friendly detergent and toss in your clothes, and they come out clean. Dehydration is self-service, and a designated mage handles drying—just provide a few cigarettes and they’ll dry everything thoroughly.
“Cigarettes? Is tobacco the currency here?”
“Not exactly. We mostly do barter. If someone needs a particular spell, the designated mage brings whatever they need in exchange.”
Primitive, but the problem children here have accumulated so many demerits that they can’t even use the school store—meaning they can’t buy anything even if they had money. I thought the welcome was excessive, but they must be planning to use us as supply runners. Though Kanna, Reina, and I weren’t expelled because of demerits; we simply can’t enter the Dormitory due to serious crimes.
“First, allow me to introduce our village’s construction manager. Adolf from the Magic Department—he’s been a fourth-year student for five years now.”
The name alone sounded ominous. I had a bad feeling about this guy’s appearance. I greeted him nervously, and the young man named Adolf politely offered his hand and greeted Kanna and Reina shyly. I was worried he might do some strange salute, but he seemed like a normal person, contrary to my expectations.
“I wrote in my thesis that during emergencies, military authority should be strengthened so that even the Royal Family obeys military orders. That’s why I received indefinite graduation deferment.”
So he really is a lunatic. A military dictatorship aspirant—his name should have been a warning sign.
“Eugene Brandenburg, who frequently accompanies him, has black hair. He has the typical appearance of a Crowell native. You have a proud friend indeed.”
Get out of here, you filthy nationalist! This novel is already precarious even without interference, and you’re making it worse!
I quickly moved on to meet the next person and shook hands with a woman who was in charge of supplies. She looked like a pirate, but at least she spoke sensibly.
“I’m in charge of supplies. It’s particularly nice to have people without demerits coming in. I look forward to working with you.”
If she could procure things for us, she’d probably keep some for herself, so it was good to be on friendly terms. She looked meticulous and seemed like the type to keep accurate accounts. I was chatting with the supplies manager about what items we needed and what tasks I hoped she could help with, when the Village Chief suddenly interjected and finished introducing the woman.
“This woman’s name is Gold Rozier. She was once the Student Council President of the Magic Department. After embezzling one billion crowns, she hid everything somewhere along the coastline. She cannot graduate until she returns the money to the Academy. This is her fourth year as a fourth-year student.”

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