The Academy’s Genius Magic Swordsman

“… That’s it, come in.”

Saying he needed time to get ready, Xian put me outside for a while before letting me into the room after about 30 minutes.

“Excuse me.”

As soon as I entered her room where she was staying as a guest, I saw Xian half-sitting on the bed.

I wondered if she had changed at least because she told me to wait for a while, but for some reason she was welcoming me wearing the Perdalos family’s pajamas for guests.

It was a face with almost no change in expression, but the gaze looked a little awkward as if it was nervous.

“draft?”

“… What’s wrong, Conrad?”

“What are you so restless about? Was the bed last night so uncomfortable?”

“… Could it be that I was able to spend last night comfortably thanks to the consideration of various things by your family’s servants.”

minion? … Oh, are you talking about Made in Tea?

Since she must have lived in the forest for a long time, the concept of a butler or maid must be unfamiliar to Xian.

Alexandros Academy, which had experienced the imperial culture for the longest time, was a place where personal servants were prohibited from entering, so for Xian, the butler and maids in our house were in fact the first personal servants to encounter.

So it wouldn’t be too strange for the expression of a minion to come out naturally… .

‘I don’t know. A high-ranking official of the Dark Church will also use the word minion often.’

At least with this much slip of the tongue, it was impossible to find out whether she was just an illusion imitating Xian or whether Isabella was a transformed figure hiding her true identity.

Today, I have no choice but to keep it by my side as much as possible and be sure of it.

“I’m glad you felt comfortable on your own.”

“By the way, Conrad, you are also very bold. I can’t imagine making time for the servants to be alone with me from morning on.”

“yes?”

“You didn’t seem to be interested in such things in the academy or forest, but did you get courage in your own way as soon as you came to your hometown where you were born and grew up?”

“… What are you talking about?”

“There is no need to pretend to be shy. Because I have prepared myself.”

While saying that, I told Xian, who quietly crossed his arms and made eye contact with me, the purpose of my visit to her room from the morning.

“draft.”

“… Yes, Conrad.”

“You know what Thieh decided to take you to the Perdalos Mansion today?”

“… Yes, it was.”

“That, I will do it for you.”

Perhaps not expecting the words to come out of my mouth, Xian tilted his head slightly to one side.

“Does that mean that Conrad will help guide the mansion in place of that servant?”

“That’s how it is. Sian, you wouldn’t be more comfortable going around with me than with Tie, who you’ve only just met.”

“If you have a choice, that seems like a better offer. It will be a good excuse to be alone with you.”

“… yes?”

Why are you bringing up the story that being alone with me is a good excuse?

Could it really be that because she is Isabella, it is good for her to observe me separately?

“I’ve been wanting to visit a woman’s room since morning and talk about something. I didn’t expect it to be a date request.”

“Yeah, think whatever you like.”

“… … Aren’t you denying it?”

Since it was just a dream anyway, it didn’t matter whether you thought it was a date request or not, so it didn’t matter, but Xian blushed excessively and put on a confused expression.

‘Is it really Isabella seeing that she is overly flustered? But I think she would have managed her expression properly.’

By the way, in this dream world, except for the character Isabella plays, everything else was created based on my memories.

A virtual draft created by memories sleeping in my consciousness and unconsciousness.

Perhaps the impression I had on her unconsciously made me react like this, so I couldn’t make a hasty decision.

There is still a lot left for today, so it won’t be too late to observe and judge the draft.

In addition to that, there were so many people that Isabella could be interested in and ‘act’ besides Xian.

Like his father, Dmitri Perdalos, who, despite being a commoner, was given the title of Viscount and became an aristocrat thanks to his outstanding achievements in the war against the Elijah Kingdom.

Tanasia Perdalos, the hostess of the Perdalos family, is from the Alias family and has experience as a battle mage.

In addition, the general butler Jack, the head maid Alice, and the prospective servants such as Bell and Chris, whom she brought with her to the Perdalos mansion, were also characters with a ‘three-dimensional’ narrative that she liked.

No matter how interesting Xian’s life story was, I couldn’t be sure that it would have been Isabella’s number one priority.

There wasn’t just one person who was suspicious, so I’ll have to observe and judge enough.

“Anyway, I’ll assume you accepted it. It’s breakfast time in 30 minutes, so come down on time.”

“Yes, Conrad… yes?”

“what’s the matter?”

“… I’m asking just in case, but were those words the only thing you wanted to convey to me while biting off the servant?”

“… Yeah, what about it?”

In fact, if Xian, whom I met this morning, really openly acted like a different person, I would have bitten him to deal with it right away, but the girl in front of me now didn’t show that much suspiciousness.

If she was Isabella, there would be nothing good about it because it aroused suspicion, so I made an appropriate excuse with the excuse I had prepared in advance.

“The reason why I bit Tier was that I was just trying not to burden her. It might hurt to hear that I’m replacing what Thieh originally intended to do.”

“… Yes, that’s right.”

“Or what did you think I would say?”

“… It’s nothing, nothing to worry about. I’m going to change my clothes now, so get out quickly.”

I moved outward as if being pushed by Xian, who was shaking back and forth with the back of his hand facing me.

… There are a lot of things I still don’t understand, but if the girl who really reacts to me like that is not Isabella, but an illusion of the real Xian.

It was a moment when I wondered why he was reacting like that.

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The day on the third day, like the two previous ones, was ultimately going on in a similar way.

It was the third repeating day for me and there was no way the other three people’s behavior would change, so it would be natural if it were natural.

There was no point in repeating the same day as yesterday. Even if you repeat the same day, there is a high possibility that you will only see the same reaction as you have seen so far.

When a situation different from the expected scenario occurred, seeing and confirming Isabella’s changed reaction was the most powerful way to distinguish it, and eventually, it was my role to create a different scenario.

During breakfast, my mother asked me and Xian intermittently, and I answered appropriately while waiting for the situation.

Immediately out of his father’s mouth, ‘that question’ showed signs of bursting.

“Didn’t you say Miss Sian Rudflicka?”

“That’s right.”

“Really from the forest of the World Tree… .”

The moment my father was about to raise a rude question to Xian, as if I had suddenly remembered myself, I naturally intervened between the two of them.

“… Come to think of it, I visited the Forest of the World Tree along with Xian not too long ago.”

“So, Conrad?”

“… You mean you went with Miss Sian Rudflicka?”

“Yeah. When I first visited last year, there were many people who looked at me a little suspiciously, claiming that I was an outsider, but this year, everyone treated me well without feeling awkward, perhaps because I had seen them once before.”

“Right.”

“Of course, there must have been some degree in which Xian was the daughter of Aldor Rudflika, one of the members of the Elven Council of Elders.”

It wasn’t enough to tell her father that she had visited the World Tree Forest with Xian, and that she was the daughter of Aldor Rudflicka, one of the highest elven elders.

The question about Xi’an’s origins, which he had originally intended to ask, would never come out.

I forcibly changed the situation, but how would my father and other people react?

“… If Ms. Xian is from the Forest of the World Tree, then her son must really be indebted to her.”

… … huh?

Something, the reaction is a little different from what I expected.

“Isn’t Conrad sometimes getting into trouble when he visits the forest? I feel like I’m going to commit rudeness by making paper out of the world tree in order to raise my magic circle.”

“… I did something similar, but it’s okay because World Tree’s mother allowed it.”

“It was a story like a joke, but I never thought he would really do something like that… .”

“Son, did you not know that the world tree is a holy object that elves must not touch?”

What is this atmosphere?

Apparently, at first I was just intentionally twisting the reaction to change the situation.

For some reason, my parents suddenly started to point out me.

“No, that happened before that… .”

“Son, I never had a kid who would make excuses before an apology.”

“… sorry.”

“Yeah, I just need to know.”

The fact that he had done it out of necessity filled his throat, but since saying more would only be an excuse, he tried to swallow the contents in his mouth.

… If I go back to reality, I shouldn’t even mention that I visited the World Tree again.

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Even after the mealtime, the same day continued for the third time, and time passed and it was already late at night.

Xian, who was the most suspicious person, could not find any solid evidence even though they had been together for 10 hours.

I met not only Xian, but also father and mother, head butler Jack, head maid Alice, head maid Thiet, chef Hardy and sous chef Tenet, and other prospective employees from Arwen Nursery School, including Bell and Chris.

It was impossible to find any suspicious circumstances in any of them to be sure.

In the end, while the whole day was spent searching for Isabella, the third night came to mark the end of the fantasy.

The moment I go to bed like this, I will probably have to find her playing someone on the same stage as today.

Perhaps the Dream Demon Queen noticed right away that I was looking for her. Because there were so many places I went to during the day.

Maybe for a few days from tomorrow, I’ll hide myself in my dreams, disguising myself as someone not close to me, like a lowly butler or apprentice maid at the mansion.

The moment that happens, it will be even more difficult to find the girl who is acting among these characters.

So somehow, I had to see the game within today, but I was trying to judge carefully and carefully, and it looked like it was time to finish the day before I knew it.

“… today. You did a great job, Renee.”

I said good-bye to Lynne, who was packing up her luggage to leave for the academy for the third day in a row, and she replied by slightly bowing her head with her hands together.

Truly, it was an unbelievable manner of a servant, no matter how you look at it.

… It’s so perfect that you can’t believe it was made in half a year.

“… Kahak!”

Poo-wook. With a thump, my broadsword pierced Line’s heart from behind, and she let out a painful moan as she fell to the floor.

From the scars she had been stabbed by the blade, only black magic flowed to the floor, not blood or bodily fluids.

“… how… , egg… .”

“How did you know?”

He approached Isabella, who thought she was acting the perfect servant, and explained how he had identified her disguised as Line.

“If you were going to act disguised as Line, you shouldn’t have pretended to be such a perfect maid.”

“… … .”

“Rine is a mischievous maid who needs to make mistakes at least five times a day. I’m not a perfect performer like you.”

For Riné, ‘making a mistake’ was essentially the same as her essence, so forgetting it and disguising herself as her was the biggest mistake the Dream Demon Queen would make.

Of course, the absurd mistakes that Line makes every now and then would not be something that could be imitated just because of acting.

“I checked the possibility that it might be other people just in case, but in the end, the one who was most suspicious until the end was you.”

“barely… , something like that… .”

Perhaps because it was unfair that her perfect camouflage technique was only exposed as such, the dream queen let out a painful death sentence while lying on the floor.

The world built around the place she and I were slowly began to break apart from the outside.

Now, it was time to wake up from the dream.