A Returner’s Magic Should Be Special - Novel Chapter 61

A Returner’s Magic Should Be Special Novel


Chapter 61 Summer Break (2)



Hot and humid. It was the last Friday of the semester.




The   students   of   Hebrion   Academy   were   in   high   spirits, summer break was almost here! Amidst this boisterous atmosphere,  a  magic  class  was  about  to  be  in  session.  Desir entered  the  classroom  and  looked  around.  He  could  see  that Ajest and Romantica were already seated. Pram was not present. As this was a magic class, it was not part of Pram's curriculum.




"Good morning Desir."




"Good morning."




"Yes, good morning."




After exchanging greetings, Desir stacked his books on a desk next to Romantica and sat down.




"You  look  tired,  did  you  get  any  sleep?"  asked  Romantica, noticing the dark circles around Desir's eyes.





Desir   yawned,   "I   got   up   really   early   because   I   had   a nightmare."




"A  nightmare?  Well  aren't  you  a  special  snowflake.  You've appeared many times in my nightmares."




"That's quite an honour. What do I do in your nightmares?"




"You were the Devil King."




"...I see."




"If  you're  tired,  why  don't  you  eat  this?  You'll  get  in  big trouble if you doze off during Professor Brigette's lecture."




"That's true, thanks."




Romantica held out a mint. Desir took it and popped it in his mouth.   The  cool   taste  spread  over  his  tongue  and  throat, instantly  making  Desir  feel  more  awake.  There  was  still  five


minutes before class started.  Desir turned to talk to Ajest and Romantica.




"Summer break is about to start.  Do you two have anything special planned?"




"I don't particularly. I'm thinking of staying at the academy," replied  Ajest.  This  lined  up  with  Desir's  memory.  Ajest  had always stayed at the academy.




"I'm thinking of returning to my hometown. It's been a while since I've seen my parents. I do write to them, but it's still good to see them once in a while," said Romantica.




"Ah, that works out then.  Your hometown is in the Prilecha Kingdom right?"




"That's right, the scenery there is very beautiful."




Prilecha Kingdom. It was a small country with little territory and a small  military to match.  However, it had become one of the powerhouses within the Western Kingdom through economic means.





"Good, that works out then," repeated Desir.




"Why? What are you planning this time?" Romantica had an uneasy feeling as to where the conversation was going.




"I  have  something  in  mind  for  us  for  the  summer  break. Fortunately,  it  doesn't  seem  like  it  will   get  in  the  way  of anybody's plans."




"Did you even listen to what I said? I'm pretty sure I said I was going back to my hometown."




"So,"  continued  Desir,  "our  party  will   be  heading  to  the Prilecha Kingdom this summer. I'll  say this again when we see Pram,  but  the  Golden  Ocean  Tournament  will  be  held  in  the Prilecha Kingdom. We will be entering that tournament."




The Golden Ocean Tournament. A famous event where young adults competed against each other in combat.  Whether it be with magic or the blade, adolescents confident in their abilities could compete without restriction.


This tournament was famous in other countries as well. If you ask  anyone  what  the  Prilecha  Kingdom  was  known  for,  they would  give  one  of  three  answers:  its  markets,  the  beautiful coastline, or the Golden Ocean Tournament.




"If it's the Golden Ocean Tournament, there will  be talented people  from  all  over  the  world!  I  don't  think  we'd  do  well," remarked Romantica pessimistically.




"You  should  be  proud  of  your  skills.  It's  not  common  for someone your age to be a third circle mage."




"Oh well  that..." Romantica puffed out her chest, "that's just innate talent!"




"Having confidence is good, but don't get too carried away. Ajest here is also a third circle mage and Zod, the head of the Magic  Tower,  accomplished  this  achievement  when  he  was  3 years younger than you."




Hearing that, Romantica lowered her gaze.




"If our party does well  in the tournament, it'll  improve our


reputation and that will help us in the future."




"Indeed...doing   well   in   a   tournament   that   is   famous   in multiple  countries...it  would  certainly  be  a  good  thing,"  said Ajest, nodding her head in agreement.  Romantica also voiced her support.




"That'd be great! If we were to win, we'll never be brushed off as a mere commoners party again, will we? I've always wanted to try it once."




"Yeah. We just need to ask Pram as well."




They needed to hurry, as the entry deadline was soon.  The Golden Ocean Tournament was starting in 3 weeks.




"In  the  meantime,"  said  Romantica  happily,  "we  can  rest!  I don't know when we last got a break."




However, Desir was having none of it.




"What are you talking about Romantica? We're training after


class today as well."




"What!?"




"We need to keep up our training."




"Oi, do we really have to? Did you forget that, thanks to me, we cleared the Shadow World?"




"That was then, this is now."




"But...!"




"You haven't forgotten our contract, have you?"




The  contract:  Members  will  follow  the  orders  of  the  party leader. Especially when it comes to training.




"Dirty  scammer!"  shouted  Romantica,  coyly  turning  away with a scoff.



In that instant, Desir saw something overlapping his vision. His  ear  felt  numb,  there  seemed  to  be  shouts  coming  from nowhere. Desir stared hard at Romantica.




An eviscerated torso. Gushing blood. Desir felt as though his heart was being crushed.




"What?  Why  are  you  staring  at  me  like  that?"  Romantica's voice brought Desir back to reality.




'This time definitely...' Desir tightly squeezed his eyes shut for a brief moment before opening them again.




"Romantica, we're doing double training today."




"Whaaaaat!?" replied Romantica, losing it, "Hold on, don't tell me this is because I just called you a dirty scammer?"




Desir  did  not  reply  and  instead  began  flipping  through  his books.


"Pardon me, Mr. Desir. I'm sorry. Some vile words slipped out of this young lady's tongue. Please forgive this innocent girl. Ah, w-wait! Desir! Where are you going!?"




Desir collected his books and moved to a seat at the front of the room next to Ajest. Romantica panicked and tried to follow. However...




"Hello everyone! What a wonderful morning to study magic!" announced Professor Brigette as she entered the room. Romantica could do nothing except give Desir her best puppy dog eyes from afar.





The Hebrion auditorium was made of stone and, during the summer,  was  very  hot  and  humid,  especially  at  noon.  There were  many  people  gathered  in  the  auditorium.   Most  were students, but there were some teachers gathered there as well. The crowd was quite noisy.




Justin, the headmaster of Hebrion Academy, made his way up to the lectern and turned on the switch for the loudspeaker. As he  took  a  deep  breath,  a  wave  of  silence  swept  through  the entire auditorium in an instant. The headmaster coughed for a moment and then opened his mouth.




"There  are  many  scientists  as  well  as  many  magicians.  The magic system developed by Rockhilt has become the basis for modern  magic  and  Zod's  development  of  enchantment  magic has  opened  a  new  path  for  mankind.   Many  scientists  and magicians   have   contributed   to   humanity   and,   as   a   result, mankind   has   survived   the   scourge   known   as   the   Shadow Worlds."




Justin paused for a breath before continuing.




"I am sure that you, too, have contributions to make.  I have every confidence that anyone here could be the next Rockhilt or Zod.  The  Hebrion  Academy,  this  continent's  most  prestigious and  largest  magic  academy,  will  provide  all  of  its  support  to you."




He  looked  out  to  the  faces  of  the  students  before  him.  The students  bore  a  variety  of  reactions:  bored,  happy,  excited, indifferent...




Children will be children. The headmaster smiled, thinking to himself this ancient adage.


"I'll   wrap  up  my  speech  now.   Let  the  Hebrion  Academy summer break begin."




The  auditorium  erupted  with  the  sounds  of  departure,  the student body disappearing like the receding tide.




After the speech, Desir's party gathered. They all looked very tired, Romantica, Ajest, Pram and Desir. Unlike the other party members,  Romantica  was  pulling  along  a  very  large  suitcase. With Desir, Pram, and Ajest staying at the Academy, she was the only one in the group leaving.




"Thanks for this week."




"It was all  for you Romantica. The stronger you become, the more   effectively   you   can   tackle   Shadow   Worlds   moving forward."




"Hmph!" Romantica was sulking. She had been forced to train right up until yesterday.




"You're going to miss your train Miss Romantica. Please don't delay."





"Got it Pram."




It was time to go.




"Rest well  in the upcoming week. We'll  all  meet again in the Prilecha Kingdom."




Romantica  turned  around  and  left  the  auditorium  without responding  to  Desir,  the  sound  of  her  suitcase  rolling  on  the stone  floor  filled  the  silence.   Romantica  walked  down  the pathway  at  a  slow  pace.  She  continued  for  quite  a  distance before  turning  back  to  look  at  Desir.  Desir  was  still  standing outside of the auditorium, waving at her.




Romantica called out to him.




"You're dead if you're late!"

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