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Author: Taro Hituji
Illustrator: Kurone Mishima
Translated By: Max
Edited By: Anonymous Editor (User wishes to remain Anonymous for privacy reasons)
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Translation Starts Here
In the dead of night.
Darkness runs freely throughout Fejiteâs streets, with dimly lit street lamps under the moonless night.
In a certain back alley within Fejite.
A sudden pillar of flame violently erupted, the red flame burned through the surrounding darkness.
âHa! I did it!â
Draped in a black robe, the formal uniform for the Researchers of Divine Wisdom, a man gleefully yelled.
âIâve killed him! Iâve killed âThe Starâ!â
The hellish flames casted by the man surrounded the enemy before him â an Imperial Army mage, who was engulfed in flames.
The mage was trapped within a swirling pillar of flames before the man.
With nowhere to escape, victory was his.
âNya ha ha ha! The rumored elites of the Special Missions Annex are such pushovers!â
When the mage first appeared before him, the man felt a bone chilling fearâŚwhich turned out to be no big deal having dealt with him now.
âExcellent! By defeating âThe Starâ Albert, my reputation within the organization will surely soar! And if I manage to get my hands on Rumia Tingel as wellâŚâ
Just as the man was muttering to himself.
Don!
A thundering flash came piercing through the darkness, piercing the manâs head with pinpoint accuracy.
And just like that, the manâs consciousness faded away.
At the top of a certain tower, about 3000 meters away from where the man fell into his eternal slumber,
ââŚhmph.â
Albert, Operative Number 7 âThe Starâ of the Imperial Court Mage Corpsâ Special Missions Annex, slowly lowered his left finger that pointed into the pitch black abyss below him.
âNot realizing that he was fighting an illusion made of lightâŚhe isnât even worth the effort.â
Muttering to himself, Albert gazed into the abyssal darkness before him.
âIsnât that right? Old man.â
Thereupon.
ââŚusing an illusion to lure the enemy into a sniping groundâŚ! It truly is a superhuman feat!â
Behind Albert was an old man with a well built physique.
Like Albert, who was also dressed in the same Mage Corps uniform, he is âThe Hermitâ BernardâŚan old fashioned veteran of the Special Missions Annex.
âItâs no big deal. Itâs just a means of engaging the enemy.â
âHang on, what are you even sayingâŚ?â
Bernard glared back whilst grumbling.
âThe one of a kind master whoâs capable of Sniping Magic from a distance of 3000 meters awayâŚa feat not even Celica is capable of.â
âIs there something you need, old man?â
Albert turned towards Bernard, cutting straight to the point.
âAn old man making this trip just to see things from the sniperâs perspectiveâŚis that really all there is to it?â
âAlways the kind to skip the fun and get down to business arenât youâŚno matter.â
Bernard took out a letter from his pocket, tossing it towards Albertâs back.
Without pursuing the oncoming letter with his eyes, Albertâs minimalistic movements received the incoming package, as he unsealed, opened and began reading through it.
ââŚhmm?!â
Shortly after, Albertâs eagle eyed gaze became even sharper.
âDo you understand your next assignment? Weâll leave things to you then âStarâ.â
âHold onâŚold man âHermitâ.â
Albertâs tone slowly became stone cold.
âInvestigate the credibility of the following informationâŚâGlenn Radarsâ being associated with the Researchers Of Divine WisdomââŚâPossibility of an ongoing plot to assassinate Rumia TingelââŚwhere did the source of this assassination plot came from?â
âWho knows? Itâs either from the Militaryâs Intelligence Division or the Empireâs Intelligence Agency, not that it concerns us soldiers about where it came from.â
âTchâŚjust a bunch of tied up idiots. Tell them to go to hell.â
Albert clicked his tongue in annoyance, delaying his pre-casted spell.
And so, the document was burnt into a crisp as it disappeared from the world.
âLook, I get what youâre trying to say. But given that it involves the Researchers Of Divine Wisdom, you should be wary of our experiences with these âNo way this person is part of the organizationâ situations yes?â
ââŚâ
âSince this information was brought up, it needs to be investigated. I donât want to believe it butâŚin the event Glenn-boy is actuallyâŚâ
âIâll look into his true motives.â
Bernard was the one who trained Glenn, who despite lacking the ability to be a well accomplished mage, his training gave him a unique style of fighting that made use of his strengths to compensate. To Bernard, Glenn was like his disciple.
âI apologize for asking you to look into this disturbing matter, Al-boyâŚâ
âNothing is certain. This is a mission, I will carry it outâŚall the way. Thatâs all this is.â
Albert coldly replied.
âSince this investigation is on such a short-notice, Iâll take over as her highnessâ long-distance personal guard for nowâŚand Iâll leave the rest to you.â
As he received Bernardâs words from behind.
Albert leapt off the roof of the Clock TowerâŚ
The next day.
A refreshing morning came with gentle streaks of sunlight and small birds chirping, along the road to the Alzano Imperial Magic Academy.
âAh, good morning teacher.â
A smiling Rumia happily waved towards someone.
In the direction where the smile was pointed towards, came Glenn, who was in a âIâm too sleepy and annoyedâ expression, as he arrived at the intersection where Rumia awaited.
ââŚmorningâŚyou girls sure are earlyâŚâ
Glenn grumbled with a stuttered yawn.
âApart from Rumia and White Cat, Re=LâŚIâm surprised youâre early today.â
âMmm. Thatâs because I wanted to meet up with Rumia and Sistine early.â
âIs that so?â
As per usual, Glenn had a gentle expression to greet Re=Lâs usual emotionless and unassuming expression.
âHey teacher! Youâre late!â
Then, Sistine cut into Glenn and Re=Lâs conversation to begin lecturing him.
âJust because we have plenty of time, doesnât mean you can just show up at the last minute! As an adult, you should be arriving early with time to spare!â
âUghâŚplease stopâŚâ
Glenn closed his ears to keep out the troublesome lecture.
âIn this case, why donât you just go ahead without me? Re=L should be more than enough to guard Rumia.â
âTha- that might be the caseâŚbu-but Rumia here insisted on waiting for youâŚâ
Sistineâs eyes darted around as she came up with her excuse.
With her emotionless gaze, Re=L tilted her head.
ââŚ? Rumia didnât say that. The person who did it was Sist-mmph.â
âWhaaaaa?! Re=L stoooooooooop!â
Sistine swiftly covered Re=Lâs mouth with both her hands as she began squealing.
While Rumia watched over her best friendâs antics with a giggle.
âJeez, you sure are active this early in the morningâŚalright, letâs goâŚugh, I wonder if I can take a paid leaveâŚâ
âOh right, teacher.â
Rumia came up to Glenn, as sheâd just recalled something.
âToday, I made lunch boxes for everyone, but thereâs a lot of it. So if you want, would you like to join us for lunch today?â
âOh? Would that be okay?â
âAbout thatâŚI’m actually still learning how to cook, while Iâm not as good as Sisti yetâŚbut if itâs okay with youâŚâ
Rumia inquired with her upturned but timid eyes, as Glenn smiled back.
âThank you Rumia. At least this way my food expenses can be taken care of. Iâd be more than happy to share a meal with you girls. Iâll be looking forward to it.â
In an instant, Rumia smilingly beamed like a blooming flower.
âOf course!â
A short distance away from where Glenn and company were having their cheerful conversationsâŚ
(Looks like there are no problemsâŚfor nowâŚ)
Near the entrance into a back alley, Albert was observing Glenn and company from a certain blind spot.
(Just as I thought, some of that intel is incorrectâŚno, itâs still too early to draw a conclusionâŚ)
Meanwhile-
The citizens strolling along the main street made passing glances at Albert within the back alley.
âNo wayâŚhas the economy been that bad lately?â
âItâs unusual to say if that has anything to do with FejiteâŚâ
âMama, what is that man doing?â
âShushâŚdonât point at him.â
While exchanging whispers with one another.
The reasoning had to do with Albertâs current appearance, which consisted of a dirty worn-out shirt with a jacket and trousers, coupled with his ruffled unshaven face. It was the appearance of a miserable looking figure, leaning against the back alleyâs wall accompanied by a dirty newspaper on the ground
This was no longer the spine-chilling appearance commonly associated with Albert.
Whichever way you look at it, Albert was disguised as a perfect-looking hobo.
Nobody would ever suspect him of being a mage-in-disguise.
(HmmâŚthey should be heading to the Academy soon.)
Despite his shabby appearance, Albertâs eyes remained eagle-eyed as he observed his targets.
(I canât afford to lose sight of themâŚI should make a move now.)
Just as Albert began to move out.
âYoung man, oh young manâŚâ
A gentle old lady called out to Albert and approached him.
âYoung manâŚplease have this food to eatâŚâ
The old lady smilingly presented a basket of bread to Albert.
âHmm? âŚnoâŚwaitâŚâ
âAh ha ha, itâs a bit burntâŚbut I was just sharing it around with my neighbors. Now come, donât be shy.â
ââŚthank you for your kindness butâŚIâm sorry, but I cannot accept this.â
Albert politely declined, as he attempted to pursue Glenn and company.
âAh! I like it! Your form may be battered, but youâve still got spirit!â
Now, a middle aged laborer came up to Albert, to tap him on the shoulder.
âOi, young man. You look pretty well built, and you havenât died right? Itâs a shame to see you in such a stateâŚwhy not come work at my factory instead?â
âUhâŚI donât need any help. I can take care of myself, no need to worry.â
Albert silently returned his frowning gaze towards Glennâs back in the distance.
All this while, Albertâs position was restrained by the citizens nearby, who gathered around him for his praiseworthy spirit of being a hobo.
âDo your best!â
âYoung man, you may be facing hardships now, but donât give up.
âHello there! Let me hand you this advertisement for a job!â
âIf things donât work out, you can head to the governmentâs Labor Office over at the Central District! You can surely find a job there young man!â
And so.
ââŚâ
Albert kept silent.
Dead silent.
Eventually, the citizens encouraging Albert slowly took their leave, as signs of people slowly disappeared from his surroundings.
Bam!
Albert undid his disguise in one fell swoop.
With his previous outfitâs goods soaring into the sky.
His appearance shifted into his usual mage uniform, a sight which heretic mages associate as being the appearance of the messenger from hell.
âNow then, where to?â
Having lost sight of Glenn and companyâŚthat wasnât a problem. He knew where they would be heading.
(Still, that mess from earlierâŚwhy did that even happen?)
Albert pondered for a moment, whilst using his sharp sights to observe his surroundings.
âHmmâŚwas my acting ability not enough here? Strange.â
With that conclusion.
Albert rushed after Glenn and company at the Academy.
Bing, bong, bang, bongâŚ*
*Note: Insert Japan school bell here.
The bell that heralds the end of morning classes echoed across the Academy.
âAnd so, this is the reason behind this spellâs structureâŚ.hmm? Oh, this is a nice spot to wrap up.â
While teaching in front of the blackboard, Glenn concluded his usual batch of top notch lessons today.
âWell, thatâs all for todayâŚweâll continue the lesson from here tomorrow.â
At that moment, a relaxing mood spread across the classroom.
It was time for lunch break.
The long awaited session by the classâ boys, with appetites built for their growing bodies.
As a group of boys scrambled towards the cafeteria.
âTeacher.â
Rumia and the others came up to Glenn, who was busy sorting his teaching materials on the podium.
âWhy donât we head to the Courtyard right away?â
âOh, sure. You made a bento today, right Rumia?â
âYep.â
Rumia smiled.
âI want to have Rumiaâs bentoâŚbut I also want some strawberry tarts.â
âSure, Iâll buy some from the schoolâs cafeteria later, okay?â
âMmm. Thatâs good.â
âWell then, so weâll all head to the courtyardâŚâ
Just when Rumia was discussing with Glenn and the others.
âOi, are you goofing off?â
âNo sir!â
Suddenly, an exclamation came from the windows outside of the classroom.
The startled students within the classroom turned towards the windowsâŚ
On the other side of the glass windows, on a suspended scaffold were two window cleaners, presumably hired by the Academy, performing their cleaning duties.
One appeared to be a elderly man who displayed his skillfulness in his cleaning duties. The other was a young looking newcomer wearing a hat, glasses and a mask, with both cleaners wearing their respective sullied work clothes.
âWhatâs with that weak-ass scrubbing? Are you licking the windows instead? Put more heart into it, new guy!â
âI- Iâm sorry! Iâll do my best to improve!â
The fearful looking young cleaner bowed his head before the elderly man.
âBut actuallyâŚIâm actually afraid of heightsâŚâ
âHah?! You canât make it in this industry if youâre already afraid of this level of height! Get used to it! Clean our window-sama as though your life depends on it!â
âYe- yes sir! Iâll give my life towards cleaning window-sama!â
And so, the trembling young man continued cleaning the windows on his side.
âGood griefâŚworking in any industry is hell, having to work means youâd lose by default.â
Upon noticing the young man, Glenn sighed in sympathy.
âUmâŚteacher?â
âHmm? Oh right. You mentioned something about having your Bento at the courtyard right?â
Glenn scratched his head while pondering for a moment.
âThat reminds me, I have something I need to handle first. Can you girls go ahead without me?â
âEh? Is that so? I can help you if youâd wantâŚâ
âItâs alright, itâs not a big deal. Iâll meet you girls at the courtyard shortly.â
Then, Sistine sullenly murmured.
âIt canât be helpedâŚRumia did make plenty of lunches todayâŚjust come early okay?â
âRight, right.â
And so.
Rumia and the others left the classroom for the courtyard, as Glenn saw them off.
(HmmâŚdoing something on your own?)
Albert, disguised as the young man in his window cleaner overalls, sharply observed Glenn through the glass.
(I mustâve been careless. By being this close, could he have seen through my disguise? Even if he did, I still have to keep watching.)
Currently, Albertâs acting and disguise was flawless. An entirely different level compared to his disguise from the Field Study Expedition where he was discovered, and his earlier disguise as a hobo.
Albert was now impersonating a low-level cleaner whose soul was currently being exploited by the Empireâs capitalistic system. Therefore, he was nothing more than a physically unskilled and mentally timid young man.
As such, it was no surprise that Glenn did not notice.
(That aside, GlennâŚwhy would he seperate himself from the Princess?)
Completely unaware of Albertâs presence, Glenn headed towards a certain part of the classroom.
At the corner of a table, were two students sitting around while goofing off and munching on breadâŚthe big well-built youth Kash, and the small boy with a petite looking face, Cecil.
âOh, teacherâŚcould it be?â
Cecil noticed Glenn, dropping the tone of his voice as he took a guess.
âAh yes, itâs about that.â
Glenn also followed in lowering his tone.
âOkay teach, letâs go over our current situationâŚâ
Kash gave a grin.
And so, the trio began discussing something in secret.
(HmmâŚclever.)
Outside the windows, Albert squeezed a wet rag into the bucket by his feet, whilst murmuring a short-versed chant to activate a spell for long distance hearing.
With that, Albert could easily overhear the conversation between Glenn and company.
âSay, KashâŚabout Rumiaâs activities, have there been any changes?â
âNone at all, itâs clear that she hasnât noticed anything.â
âThatâs great. Remember, we absolutely cannot have her suspect anything.â
The exchange Albert heard sounded rather disturbing.
âIn that case teacherâŚis it time to do it?â
âYep, the plan will proceed as scheduledâŚdonât make any mistakes now, okay?â
âLeave it to us sir. Granted, things are going so smoothly thatâŚthereâs no excitement in it.â
âWe never planned for this in the first placeâŚbut Rumia will definitely not see it comingâŚâ
Kash and Cecil gave some treacherous smiles.
âKu ku ku, when the time comesâŚI wonder what kind of look will she make on her face âŚâ
After confirming their intentions, the trioâs gathering concluded as Glenn left the classroom to Kash and Cecil.
(What the hell will happen today�)
Albert watched Glennâs back depart the classroom, as he stopped squeezing the rag to think.
(Itâs clear theyâre keeping their plans away from the princessâŚbut what could it be?)
The Researchers Of Divine Wisdom.
Rumia was the main target of this terrorist organization.
With members infiltrating every inch of the Empire, it was often the least suspected people that wind up being revealed to be secret operatives of the organization.
(âŚthis is unexpected.)
Albert squeezed the rag in his hand tightly, wanting to disperse the faint suspicion building within his heartâŚ
âOi! Did your hands stop working?! Or youâre waiting for window-sama to come for you?!â
âN-, no sir! Sorry to keep you waiting, window-sama!â
As he hurriedly returned to cleaning duty.
A short while laterâŚ
âUuuuâŚIâm so sorryâŚteacherâŚSistiâŚRe=LâŚâ
Glenn and company were making their way from the Courtyard to the Cafeteria, accompanied by the teary-eyed Rumia.
âUhâŚwe-, wellâŚyouâre still learning how to cook after allâŚ?â
Without knowing what to say, Glenn vaguely comforted Rumia.
âCould it be thatâŚyou mistook sugar for salt and vice-versaâŚeven though Rumia tends to make these sorts of obvious mistakesâŚI honestly wasnât expecting itâŚâ
Sistine let out a sigh.
âMmm. A sweet tasting meat pie and salty tasting puddingâŚthey donât taste good at all.â
âYou should learn how to put it less explicitly!â
âIt hurts.â
While Re=Lâs head was being drilled into by Glenn, next to him was the disheartened Rumia.
âIâm really sorry!â
âIt-itâs nothing to be worried about! ThatâsâŚprobably some kind of new food texture! The awakening of something new!â
Thereupon, Rumia shook her head and gave a brief chuckle.
âThank you for your concernsâŚbut itâs fine. I canât let the teacher and everyone eat strange dishes for the sake of my own self-esteem.â
âWell, if you say so.â
âLetâs head to the cafeteria for today then? But next time, Iâll prepare a much better lunchbox for everyone.â
âAh, Iâll be looking forward to that day.â
That was the reason Glenn and company made their way to the cafeteria.
As usual, it was crowded with students during lunchtime.
Fortunately for them.
Even though theyâd arrived relatively late, Glenn and company managed to find a table by the corner of the cafeteria.
âSoâŚwhat should I get today?â
ââŚa strawberry tart please.â
âRe=L, is that it? Your nutrition will be imbalancedâŚlook, why donât you try eating a salad once in a while?â
âI hate veggiesâŚâ
Just as Glenn and company were having their conversation.
âOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!â
A sudden uproar of cheers echoed from the kitchen area.
âWha- what the?â
The startled Glenn turned towards where the uproar came from, the crowded cafeteria counter, where crowds of students leaned on to get a glimpse of the kitchen.
âSorry to keep you waiting! Ten servings of Radolf-styled truffled foie gras terrine with its veal sweetbread and lentil cake, topped with kirua beansâŚcomplete! Please, enjoy!â
Due to the crowd making it difficult to seeâŚa chef dressed in white kitchen overalls was presenting his dazzling dishes before the counter with his excellent skills.
âThi-this isnât a joke rightâŚ? We can have such high-class dishes right here in the school cafeteria?!â
âA great chef has become part of our school cafeteria!â
The excited students gazed upon the food they received on their trays.
While the students by the counter kept their eyes glued on the chef, he continued to calmly prepare his dishes.
âHmph.â
The chef handled his cutting knife in a gorgeous manner.
In one fell swoop, the chef swung countless slashes around his cooking area. A sight so fast that itâs hard to catch.
Within the void of the silver slashes were various meats, potatoes, onions, and other ingredients, cut into near perfect and accurate chunks.
WhoooooâŚ
As the chef finished cutting, a passing breeze brushed past the students.
âUwa.â
âThatâs cold! This breezeâŚitâs like the frosty gust of winter!â
Then.
âAh! The cooking technique âSword Dance Of Eternal Frostâ (ć°¸äš ĺĺŁčé)! To think that thereâs someone who could use it here-â
*Authorâs Note: Youâre gonna see a bunch of these Kanji names next to these âtranslatedâ techniques, I honestly donât know how to word these perfectly, so make of them what you will I guess. Ever watched Shokugeki No Soma or Yakitate Japan?
âYou know about it, Kai?!â
âUmu. By handling a cooking knife at high speed, any ingredients being sliced will have its moisture neutralized, while the knife cools itself off by evaporating from the moisture it gathers, allowing the ingredients to maintain its freshness. This was also supposedly a legendary yet mysterious cooking technique from the dark side of the Empireâs cooking world, meant to push the tastes of food to its absolute limitâŚâ
At a nearby corridor, Glennâs various students, a chubby boy Kai, was explaining to Rodd, a boy with a short ponytail.
âHmph. Ingredients, time to dance!â
After that, the chef sorted his ingredients on his cutting board, before tossing them into the air with the same board.
Bwah!
âAh! What kind of prelude will these sacred ingredients perform…?!â
âWait! It canât beâŚ! Tha-, could it beâŚ?!â
The ingredients flying up into the air magically landed themselves into the frying pan the chef had raised overhead to catch.
Hssssss.
With the sizzling oil resounding from the pan, a fragrant scent soon filled the air.
âNow! Awaken! Revive yourselves with this taste of life!â
Every time the chef shook his frying pan, several ingredients took to the air without spilling out of the pan, almost as though there was some kind of thread keeping the ingredients tied to the pan.
âThatâŚit canât beâŚthe secret cooking technique, âDance of the Revived Deadâ (ćťă¨ĺçăŽčč¸)?!â
âWhat?! You know about that too Kai?!â
âMmm. To be fair, no matter the ingredient, itâs always regarded as being âdeadâ anyways. However, with the flame of âlifeâ that causes the ingredients to interact with the airâs surrounding oxygen and mana, the once burnt ingredients become hyper stimulated and are restored to life, but it remains trapped in this illusion of âlifeâ, restricted by the natural laws of resurrectionâŚto think a user of this technique even existsâŚjust who is that chef anyways?â
Next, the chef picked up a bottle of brandy heâd left aside, pouring its contents until it resembled a half-moon.
Within the frying pan were the glittering droplets that resembled an empty yet elegant crescent moon.
And at that moment.
Fwoooooh!
A crimson red flame erupted from the frying pan, nearly burning the ceiling of the kitchen.
âTha- thatâs the ultimate cooking technique, âDeep Crimson Flame Stormâ!â
âWha- what the hell is that even?! How do you know all this Kai?! Just what the hell are you into?!â
Across the corridor, the audience became enthralled by the chefâs spectacular display of one technique after the other.
Meanwhile, at a table near the kitchen counter, were the lucky students squealing their hearts out, after dining on their dishes prepared by the chef.
âOohâŚitâs deliciousâŚitâs too delicious!â
âAhâŚI canât stop cryingâŚ! The food Iâve had before is crap compared to this!â
âItâs rich in flavor without being addictive, refreshing but mildâŚthe perfect balance of raising the texture of the dish to a high level, with its chewy and pleasant taste waltzing across your tongue. The juices from the meat then spread across your mouth, as it begins playing a harmonious symphonyâŚ
âI donât really get it butâŚall I know is that, this is amazing!â
And so, the students and chefs within the kitchen continued observing the mysterious chef, wondering what dish he would prepare next.
âThat chef is like a conductor! An orchestral conductor who directs the ingredients and tastes of this concert hall called, the kitchen.â
âWhat is he going to do next?â
âJust what the hell is going onâŚ?â
The surrounding spectators became passionately entranced by the chefâs flashy movements, from his polished refinements of using the kitchen knife to the way he handles his frying panâŚ
âŚwhile all this was taking place near the kitchen area.
Glenn and company stared at the scene before them.
âIt looks like thereâs a new chef or somethingâŚ?â
âYe-, yes. He looks super-popular and passionate too, just looking at him makes me all fired up.â
Seeing the difference in spirit from their table and the front of the kitchen counter, Glenn and Sistineâs aura paled in comparison.
âThatâsâŚnice. I wish I could cook like him tooâŚâ
âRumiaâŚmaybe, thatâs not a good example to learn fromâŚâ
While Rumia gazed enviously, Sistine picked up the jug on the table to fill her cup.
âOh? The jugâs empty.â
âIs that so? Iâll go refill it then.â
âYouâre going? Sorry about that butâŚthanks.â
With the jug in hand, Rumia left Glenn and the others by their seats.
(âŚit would seem that the princess has left Glenn and the othersâŚ)
Albert sharply observed Glenn and company from the back of the kitchen counterâŚas a stand-in chef currently shakes a warm iron pan.
(That said, it would seem that my cooking skills from that one infiltration mission, where I was hired as a chef by a rich merchant who was involved in trading drugs, still remain capable enough. Thanks to that, thereâs no reason to worry about having to infiltrate this place inconspicuouslyâŚ)
âThat man is truly amazing! Though, it does feel strange.â
âAh, itâs easy to notice him! He stands out so much!â
âHeâs a truly charismatic chef!â
In response to the praises around him, Albert brushed aside the sweat from his forehead while maintaining his sharp observationâŚ
(âŚthis is no problem.)
Or so he thought.
(My acting as a chef should be on-point. I did read the ways of being a chef from that one manual beforeâŚ)
âBy the wayâŚthis guy looks awfully familiarâŚâ
âThat guy?â
âYeah, there was this popular novel where the protagonist is a chef with superb skills at cooking, who goes on an adventure to challenge chefs from the dark world of cooking to culinary battles. This guy here reminds me of that protagonistâŚthis famous novel was calledâŚâ
âAh, thatâs it! âKnife Of The Godsâ, one of Wrights Nichâs famous works! He looks just like him too! With all those high action, over the top names for its cooking techniques!â
While various conversations happened around them.
(âŚ)
Albert temporarily stopped himself for a momentâŚ
(âŚin any case, this is still a mission. Back to watching what youâre up to, Glenn.)
Tatatatatatatatatatata!
Under the cover of him chopping an onion, Albert secretly casted the spell for long distance hearing.
As Glennâs conversation slowly seeped into Albertâs ears.
âBy the way, Re=LâŚdo you have a knife preparedâŚfor Rumia?â
âMmm. Itâs preparedâŚfor RumiaâŚwill it be enough?â
âAh, itâll do. Itâs more than enough.â
âI can forge a bigger one easily, just think about itâŚâ
âItâs not needed. As long as you handle it properly, one is more than enough. Besides, if you use a big one, the cleanup afterwards will be troublesomeâŚI donât want to cause too much of a mess laterâŚâ
Albertâs ears became disturbed from the conversation he heard.
That only deepened his suspicions.
The possibility that Glenn Radars was working for the Researchers Of Divine Wisdom. With a plot to assassinate Rumia.
Itâs a load of crap, was what he wanted to believe.
âHa haâŚby the way, White CatâŚwill it be okay for you? Itâs not too late to call this off.â
ââŚfu, this is payback. If anything, I cannot wait to see the look on her face at that exact momentâŚâ
âKu kuâŚyou know, itâs bad to deceive your friend like thisâŚâ
(PaybackâŚdoesnât she mean revengeâŚ?)
After hearing Sistineâs words, the stone cold Albert turned pale, whilst continuing to stir his stew pot.
(I can understand if itâs Re=LâŚas much as I hate to admit itâŚitâs possible in her caseâŚbut, Fibel isâŚbehind this? Is that really soâŚdamn youâŚResearchers Of Divine WisdomâŚ)
Grip.
Just as Albert clenched his fistsâŚ
âMr Alto! Could you have a look at the state of this meatâs condition?â
âMr Alto! Would it be okay to season with this amount of herbsâŚ?â
At that moment when the chefs all voiced for his help, Albert made his next big moveâŚ
âŚto turn around.
âHmph. Leave it to me. The emperor of taste, the conductor of food, Alto=Fraden!â
After dispersing his long distance hearing spell, Albert turned around to swiftly assist his fellow chefs.
Some time after lunch break.
After the end of their next class, Rumia, Sistine and Re=L headed to the classroom for their next class.
ââŚso? How are the preparations going for thatâŚthing for Rumia?â
âEverythingâs being set up as we speak.â
âAre all the essentials in place?â
âEveryoneâs just waiting for the right time to set up.â
Glenn and the students of his class gathered around to have their secret conversations.
(âŚto think their plans have progressed more than I expectedâŚ)
Albert clicked his tongue, whilst secretly observing the situation.
(As I suspected, nearly all the students are involved in this planâŚdamn you Researchers Of Divine WisdomâŚjust how much of the country have they infiltratedâŚ?)
âBy the way, Wendy. When things finally wrap up, will you be ready to handle the cleanup?â
âOf course. The Nablesse household can help with this matter.â
Wendy replied to Glennâs question with a fearless grin.
âLeave it to me, teach. You and the others should focus on preparing yourselves beforehand, we canât afford to get sloppy now.â
âRight, just donât get caught or weâre finished.â
(Having plans to dispose of the body after finishing…)
Albert glared at Wendy whilst contemplating.
(ButâŚto think that Count Nablesse would be involved as wellâŚthatâs the biggest surprise hereâŚâŚ)
Albert groaned to himself about this sudden revelation, with a calm facepalm laid across his face.
Wendy Nablesse.
According to his previous intel, she is the daughter of a prominent noble family within the Empire, the successor to the Count Nablesse, who runs the Empireâs various financial businesses and territorial administrations.
(The influential Countâs family that runs the Empireâs economy is part of the Researchers Of Divine Wisdom as wellâŚdammit! Their shadowy influence knows no restraint does itâŚâ
Upon realizing that he was up against a foe with such influence, Albert felt helpless at the prospect of having to combat such a foe.
ââŚas weâve discussed before, we canât afford to fail or screw up now, okay? Otherwise, White Catâs gonna kill me for thisâŚâ
âWe understand teach, it would be a waste if we all fail now.â
The students nodded at Glennâs reminder.
(That said, the mastermind is apparently Sistine FibelâŚwas she putting on an act of being such a frail person when we first met?)
It was hard to believe considering her involvement in the Academyâs Terror Attack and Field Study Expedition awhile backâŚbut Albert kept his cool by quickly discarding such thoughts from his mind.
(No, considering that it involves that organizationâŚitâs possible, since its members would utilize various Memory Sealing or Personality Building Magics to maintain their aliases. There have been cases of thatâŚall with the purpose of achieving their goals, they will take any advantage they can get, whether itâs burning bridges or killing off othersâŚbut itâs premature to decide now without further observationâŚ)
Tch.
Albert clenched his fists.
(Assuming that is the case, Fibel would likely be a high ranking member of the organization with the power to purge her subordinates if needed, an âAdeptus Orderâ (Level 2) or higher member at the very leastâŚ.that sly fox.)
By the way,
The place where Albert had been hiding out for his surveillance this whole timeâŚwas within the broom closet in the corner of the classroom.
He could easily peek at Glenn and the others from the gaps of the cabinetâs doors.
Apparently, Albertâs decision to sneak into the cramped cabinet to monitor Glenn throughout his classes had paid off.
His legs stood within buckets, and the mop on his head making his hair look like dreadlocks, it didnât matter to him.
The highest priority was the mission. Because of that, he was able to secure vital information about his target.
(This is no problem at all.)
Albert told himself when he first entered the cabinet.
âHmm? Oh, the floorâs dirtied up from our Magic Circle lesson. The next person to use this class isâŚoh right, SeniorâŚâ
Suddenly, Glenn stood up whilst scratching his head.
âSorry to trouble you guys, but could you grab the cleaning tools from the cabinet over there?â
Glenn pointed towards the cabinet where Albert was hiding in.
âThis is a hassle but, we should at least clean up the place, right?â
âYes sir.â
âThatâs rare for the teacher to say something like that.â
âShut it, itâs fine sometimes, such as right now.â
Albert gritted his teeth upon hearing that exchange.
(Tch, did he notice me? Using cleaning up as an excuse.)
Regardless, once the cabinetâs doors open, he will be discovered.
(I canât afford to be discovered nowâŚ)
Albert casted the chant for the Black Magic spell, [Quick Ignition]âŚ
(âŚăExplode.ă)
Boom!
At that moment, an explosion emerged from the cabinet, briefly blocking everyoneâs view with its blast, fire and smokescreen.
âWhat the heeeeeeck?!â
âKyaaaaa, what happened?!â
âWhat the? Why did it explode at this time?!â
Within the chaotic classroom, Albert quietly snuck out of the classroomâŚas though he was never there.
A truly vibrant means of escape.
(Apparently my cover hasnât been blownâŚor was that just a needless worry? No, perhaps I just didnât pay enough attention to themâŚNo matter then.)
Whilst walking towards his next hiding spot to plan his next move, Albert finally discarded the mop on his head and buckets on his feet.
(âŚno problem at all.)
Meanwhile,
âGlenn Radars?! YouâŚwhat the hell happened?! What happened to that cabinetâŚbreaking school property I see?!â
âGeh? Harpy Senpai?! No, I- I donât have anything to do with this!â
âShut up and be quiet! Iâm reporting your barbaric behavior to the board!â
âWaaaaa-please forgive me! Not another pay cut!â
From the classroom heâd left behind, a tragic exchange occurredâŚ
(âŚthere is nothing wrong at all.)
Through sheer iron will, Albert coolly left the scene whilst assuring himself about his own thoughts.
Glenn Radars does plan to assassinate Princess Rumia.
With his suspicious activities becoming more apparent, this was no longer a laughing matter.
Even so, Albert continued his undercover investigation to hopefully disprove the suspicious claims, by keeping an eye on Glennâs activities and whereabouts.
But instead of clearing up the suspicions, they only intensified with each revelation.
And so, without any means of disproving the allegations, the school day ended.
<
(The situation is getting to a point where it might be too lateâŚ)
While watching the sunset on the Academy rooftop, Albert pondered to himself.
Itâs possible now that Glenn Radars is associated with the Researchers Of Divine Wisdom.
With plans to assassinate Rumia Tingel.
When he first heard of it, Albert shrugged it off as a baseless speculation of some idiots…
(Guess Iâm the idiot here huhâŚ)
He could only admit defeat.
Based on the information about Glennâs activities from today, he is an enemy.
Almost every student associated with Glenn is working for the Researchers Of Divine Wisdom.
It was hard to believeâŚit was hard to admitâŚthat the Researchers Of Divine Wisdom were one step above them this entire time.
(The Researchers Of Divine WisdomâŚthe terrorist organization that disregards people as actual human beingsâŚI swore to exterminate those within the EmpireâŚat any costâŚno matter who it wasâŚyes, no matter who it may be.)
Cool, calm and ruthless.
While trying to convince himself, in the middle of making sense of this ongoing situation, Albert contemplated the next course of action he should be taking.
Bang!
The sound of gunpowder suddenly exclaimed nearby.
ââŚa gunshot?â
Albert sensed a disturbing premonition to come.
Most normal mages disregard small arms as rugged props that lack the magical properties of Magic Tools. However, Glenn is the only person in the Academy who skillfully wielded guns.
At this exact timing.
âTchâŚâ
Albert clicked his tongue and cast his spell for long distance hearing.
In an instant, all sounds within the Academy swiftly entered his eardrums.
Disregarding the loud noises in the background, Albert managed to pick up a certain voiceâŚ
âN-, no wayâŚto think that you all went out of your way to deceive meâŚâ
The trembling and upset sounding voice of Rumia.
âWell, what do you think? Not bad huh?â
The ruthless voice of Glenn replied.
âThereâs no mistaking it!â
Albert kicked off the ground and sprung into action.
(I knew there was something planned butâŚI didnât expect them to carry it out today!)
He jumped across the roof, stretching to kick off its iron fence surrounding the roof to gain more distance.
Leaping into the sky from the rooftop-
Around the same time, he casted the spell [Magic Rope] to keep himself hanging off the rooftop, whilst running towards his destination.
Albertâs body cut through the air with the shape of an arc.
(From where the sound is coming from, the place where theyâre attacking the princess isâŚtheir classroom!)
Before Albert, he swung like a pendulum towards the courtyard window of Glennâs classroom, as it slowly approached himâŚ
(Be safe, princess.)
And so.
Craaaaash!
Albert busted through the window and entered the classroom.
â?!â
The eyes of the students surrounding Rumia all turned their attention towards the sudden intruder.
Albert rolled across the floor, using said momentum to jump up, landing and adjusting his body as he pointed his left finger at the students
âNobody move!â
Suddenly, the squealing sight of something overhead entered Albertâs sightâŚ
âHappy 16th Birthday Rumia!â
âŚit was a massive banner overhead.
ââŚ?â
Keeping his finger pointed, Albert calmly observed his surroundings.
A cake placed on a large table in the center of the classroom, surrounded by various confectioneries.
Glenn, Rumia and the other students surrounding it remained surprised at Albertâs sudden yet stylish appearance.
ââŚuh, Albert? What are you doing hereâŚ?â
Holding a noise making cracker in hand, Glenn questioned his former comrade.
ââŚwhatâs all this supposed to mean?â
Albert calmly returned with a question.
âNo, what do you meanâŚ? This is a surprise party to celebrate Rumiaâs birthdayâŚthat was planned by White CatâŚâ
ââŚâ
Albert continued maintaining his position.
While certain others disregarded his sudden appearance.
âHey Sistine? Can I cut the cake? Iâm good at handling cutlery. Let me cut it.â
âJustâŚwait a little while moreâŚâ
All this while, Re=L held onto a small cake knife.
ââŚSistine Fibel. What do you mean by ârevengeâ?â
âHuh?â
Albertâs sudden glare startled Sistine.
âUh, I donât know what you mean exactlyâŚbut if itâs about this party, it is revenge in a way! Itâs payback to Rumia for using this trick on me last yearâŚso this year, I wanted toâŚâ
ââŚâ
Albert became stiff.
ââŚWendy Nablesse. What do you mean by âcleanupâ?â
âHah?!â
Wendy became startled by Albertâs glare.
âCleanupâŚyou mean the cleanup for this party? Basically, the servants of the Nablesse household will be coming over to help out later! Please forgive me if I did something wrong!â
ââŚâ
Albert became even stiffer.
ââŚâŚâ
An awkward silence fell upon the classroom for a moment.
âHmph.â
In an instant, Albert stood up and turned away.
ââŚI apologize for disturbing you all.â
Albert made his way towards the exit without the sound of any footsteps as the students watched him.
KlackâŚdonk.
He left the classroom by the back door.
â???â
Everyone remained stunned at what just happened.
âIsnât that personâŚMr Albert? The teacherâs old friend.â
âUmâŚyeah.â
âWhere on earth did that person come fromâŚ?â
âHonestly, I have no idea myselfâŚâ
Glenn sighed as he answered his studentâs questions.
âItâs been so long, I have no idea what he is up to. Though, I do know that he is always overly serious, but terribly reliable.â
âOhâŚis that soâŚ?â
And, around the same time.
Dadadadada!
The sound of someone rushing towards the classroom became louder.
âGlenn Radars! What was that noise?!â
Bang! Halley slammed opened the door.
âEh?! Loopy-senpai?!â
âYou canât even mention âHaâ anymore?! Furthermore, explain all that!â
Halley angrily pointed towards the broken window Albert came from whilst yelling.
âBreaking windowsâŚjust what do you make of this sacred building?!â
âEeeeeeh?! But I didnât do it!â
âYouâve said enough! Regardless of whether it was you or your students that did it, youâre responsible for this on-site activity! Iâll be reporting this matter to the board!â
âGyaaaaah stop! Theyâll dock my paycheck even further! Please let this one go Hage-senpai*!â
*Authorâs Note: Hage (ăă˛), coincidentally, means bald.
âDamn you!â
While the figures of the two instructors noisily argued.
In the backgroundâŚ
âWellâŚletâs get started then?â
âOh? Okay.â
Sistine urged the others to begin the partyâŚ
And so, later that evening.
Within a quiet secret alleyway in Fejite.
âSo Glenn-boyâs betrayal was fake? Ah, that sounds about right.â
After hearing Albertâs report, the âHermitâ Bernard casually replied like so.
âThat soft naĂŻve righteous idiot, of course he wouldnât do such a thing.â
ââŚbut according to the mission letter.â
âOh that? Yeah, itâs a forgery. Made by yours truly if I might add.â
ââŚâ
âFu fu fu, it looks awfully similar doesnât it? Forging the Imperial Army and her majestyâs signature is said to be one of my specialties-âŚâ
At that moment.
Two lightning flashes squeezed by Bernardâs ears to pierce into the wall behind him.
Albert shot out two rounds of his preemptive double-casted [Lightning Pierce] spell.
âExplain yourselfâŚwhy did you forge this entire investigation? Depending on your answer, Iâll decide if itâs sufficient enoughâŚâ
Pointing his left finger towards Bernardâs eyebrows, Albert currently gave off a violent sense of intimidation that was as though it could be heard in the background.
In addition, Albertâs forehead had a vein sticking out, which was rare for the normally calm Albert.
âEhhhhh?! Hold on Al-boy, of course thereâs a reason! Youâve been straining yourself too much lately!â
Bernard waved his hands in a panic whilst giving his excuse.
âHaving to serve as the personal guard for the princess, youâve been straining yourself a bit too much this whole time. Sometimes, itâs fine to take a breather, you know? Such as experiencing what life is like at that Academy.â
ââŚI donât need that sort of thing. Well then, are you readyâŚ? Old man.â
Albert coldly replied.
âUghâŚyouâre so wrongâŚyou still have so much to learnâŚâ
Despite the threat, the pretentious Bernard gave a sigh and shrugged.
ââŚwhatâs that supposed to mean?â
âItâs fine to take things seriously. But itâs crucial to do so in times of an actual emergency.â
Bernard gave a grin.
âA warrior regarded as a hero is one who can maintain a calm mind in times of peace, where the moment a conflict breaks out, he can immediately shift back into the battle-ready devil that he isâŚbut as for you however, you always appear so terrifyingly cold as though you were freezing your surroundings, thatâs why I said you still have much to learn.â
ââŚâ
âIn your current state, even though you can handle the small-fries like the one mook from yesterday, when an actual powerful foe appears, youâll be too exhausted to combat them with your full abilitiesâŚam I wrong?â
âButâŚâ
âBecause you take things too seriously, you took the contents of that cooking novel I joked about quite literally, whilst also failing to realize that this whole affair was just a plot for a surprise birthday party.â
With his weakness being pointed out, a bitter looking Albert kept silent, whilst lowering his finger.
âI seeâŚit does make sense. Thank you for your adviceâŚâ
âYes of course! I did all this for your sake! I didnât do all this because it was fun to watch or something.â
âWaaaah!â
Clenching his fists, Bernard exclaimed like a Rakshasa* into the heavens.
*Authorâs Note: Dunno why itâs called this, but think of it as, âcackling like a demonâ, like heâs celebrating or something.
And at that moment, again, several beams of thunder brushed by Bernardâs ears.
âO-ld man?â
âEeeeeeh?! Stop! Give me a break! Donât joke around like that!â
Bernard backed up onto a wall, whilst turning pale.
âWell then, Al-boy, why donât we go get drinks for tonight? Surely this whole personal guard missionâs getting a bit tiring? Because I sure am!â
ââŚâ
âAs her personal guard, rest assured. I have a barrier setup around town, such that no one will escape our sight should they try anything.â
He was, after all, on a mission.
If it was the regular Albert, he wouldâve just turned the offer down.
As he silently contemplated for a little whileâŚ
ââŚfine. Iâll tag along to grab some drinks.â
And so, that was his answer.
âOh? So you do understand what your priorities are then?â
âHmph.â
Letting out a brief snort.
Albert and Bernard made their way towards the crowded main street.
End Transmission.
Afterword
From Max,
Later.
A few notes,
- Albert. You need to chill bruh. ŕźź 㤠â_â ŕź˝ă¤
- This side story’s cooking section may be an overblown parody of various series related to cooking. Yakitate Japan and Shokugeki no Soma come to mind.
- This is the only side story (So far) to have a hard confirmed date for it, that being the same date as Rumia’s Birthday, officially listed on July 7th. (Kind of why a certain someone leaked a certain paragraph early on July 6th)
Don’t let Albert’s Trap-hole fool you, he’s a cool chap.
See more of him in action over at Volume 6 and Volume 11 of the manga! ;D
Or…until, maybe Volume 4 gets translated either by someone officially or in the fandom. .-.
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