Chapter Chapter 46: 6. Hell is just beginning. (7) (1/2)
RATH 46
TL: Eevee
6. Hell is just beginning. (7)
#10 Their story: A certain student council president’s story
“We’re done for. We couldn’t even break through our own floor this week.”
“Damn it, it’s unfair that we have a Spirit King as our opponent.”
“Oi, Nerkia. Isn’t it about time for you to power up like some novel protagonist and summon a Spirit King or something? Your nickname is ‘the elemental army,’ you gotta have a commander somewhere in there.”
“Say something sane for once, you lunatics.”
After class, student council meeting room.
Time 5:30 PM.
Just this time last year, the majority of us would have left school, met our girlfriends or hung out with our friends, but now we were meeting in the student council room.
The student council meetings that were held around once a month because we couldn’t be bothered with it became part of daily life since Professor Nicerwin came to the academy.
Because the students without a club had something called after school study awaiting them!
They’re already forcing us to study under the name of night study as it was, and they’re filling up the time between class and night study as a freaking after school activity! Are they thinking of making us into studying machines!
“Alright, under the excuse of observing club activities, we’re going to check out the outdoor clubs and run away from there.”
“Moron, do you think the outdoor club kids wouldn’t have tried that? After five o’clock the silver devil is on standby in front of the school gates. When I went to see last week, there were a whole pile of corpses that got done in sprawled out across the field.”
“Let’s jump the gates. We don’t have to go through the main entrance when we can just jump over the gates!”
“We already have people who tried that. The walls themselves are fortified to at least the level the academy itself is, so let alone direct charges, it can even snipe down summons that can fly in the air.”
“Wait seriously, what kind of academy is a fortress? I reckon even if the castle walls were broken through you could probably hold out in the academy?”
“The problem is that we’re trapped in that fortress.”
We call it a student council meeting, but in reality what we were doing was planning how to run from the night study.
But with the mass forfeit of the first and second years, any realistic hopes of running from the night study were pretty much nonexistent.
So we tried to anything and everything at our disposal including some dubious means, but none of them worked.
“Damn it, so do we have to break through the bars in the windows after all?”
“What the heck is that even made of if even a high ranking fire spirit can’t melt it? Heck, when we come back the next day even the scratches we put on it are gone, is someone changing them overnight or something?”
“Damn it, those evil dwarves, making something like that in the academy.”
“The Black Anvil clan? They sound pretty reliable though. If they’re a clan that can make something like that, their weapons seem like they’d be pretty good.”
Bang!
A massive thud cut through the idle chatter of the student council room.
“Risen?”
The source of the sound, the one who slammed down on the table and stood up was none other than the student council’s male vice-president Risen.
The man they called the Trickster, who until just this year had been the only god-class summoner in Yugrasia!
And that man shouted in a brazen face befitting a god-class summoner.
“Can’t we just destroy the academy and run?!”
And all of us thought.
-Is he insane?
Destroy the academy? What sort of lunacy was that meant to be?
No matter how much we hated the night study, but destroying the academy and running?
In that case then there would be no academy for us to learn from tomorrow, then we can’t attend class, then we can’t come to school.
…Then we don’t have to do the night study!
-G, genius!
Everyone’s thoughts came into alignment. That’s the Trickster for you!
Now all we have to do is destroy the acad…
“Wait a second! That’s not right!”
In the absolute last moment, my remaining fragments of reason barely managed to calm my inner demon.
“Then, just breaking through the floor would work.”
“Eh, that might actually be possible…”
But our reliable trickster immediately gave us another idea to work with!
“Alright, then today’s plan is to break through the floor as soon as we start and going all the way to the first floor!”
“Or as an alternative, what about breaking the ceiling and heading out through the rooftop?”
“That’s a good idea too!”
As we planned new strategies, and made preparations for the upcoming night study for our great holy war, it was then.
Slam!
“We don’t need any of thaaaat!”
“Lady Aris?”
As Lady Aris appeared by slamming the door open as if to break it, she told us something that shocked us – no, would shock all of Yugrasia.
“Professor Nicerwin said he would remove the night study!”
“What?!”
“Is, is that true, Lady Aris?”
“Conditions? There’s no way that man wouldn’t set out conditions for that!”
“Demon king? Do we need to take the head of the demon king in the demon continent to get rid of the night study?!”
“No, it could be world conquest. Alright, so do we need to start the second continental war today?”
Although it was pure nonsense, I was thinking that although world conquest might be difficult, assassinating the demon king might be doable.
Was I the lunatic, or was the night study the lunatic!
“He said he would remove it if we became victorious in the imperial festival. And he asked me to call for the student council president to discuss the matter with him.”
Of course, winning the imperial festival is difficult. The competition between the empire’s Four Great Academies, also known as the Academy Festival, are at such high levels you wouldn’t think that the participants were students.
And that is why they call them the four academies that represent the empire, and is another reason why it is so popular among the many competitions in the imperial festival.
Last year, Yugrasia suffered total defeat in the imperial festival, and that’s already been the case for the last ten years.
The reality was that only a minority among the student council barely eked out a few individual wins.
“…Just that?”
But this is different.
Our enemies are merely a bunch of brats playing school. A bunch of children that aren’t even at school for half the time we are, that barely know of the letter ‘s’ in study!
Lose? Us, to mere students?
We, who challenge the teachers every day?!
“I’ll go and make the contract right away!”
Defeat is non-existent. Because of that I boldly sought out Professor Nicerwin and obtained confirmation that we would be freed from night study if we won the imperial festival.
This is a contract with the devil.
In the future my name undoubtedly go down as someone who sold my soul.
But it can’t be helped. If I can get rid of the night study in my life, I can sell my soul however many times I have to!
And so the next day, at 5PM on the dot.
Normally this would be when school finished for the day, but now it’s become the time marking the beginning of night study.