Almark received a call from the Dean of the College after a few more days had passed since the incident at the library.
Telling Feer to go to the Dean's Office after school, Almark turned to the Dean's Office as soon as class was over.
Knocking on the door, the college director's voice said, "Come in."
When Almark opened the door, he also refrained from Illmis beside the college director's yolog.
"It's Almark. Heard you were calling."
"Hmm. Well, sit down."
Yolog smiles with the same serenity as usual, urging Almark to sit in his chair.
As Almark sat across from the Dean of the Academy with his big desk, Yologue opened his mouth again.
"Dr. Illmis told me. There's been a lot going on again."
"Yes."
Almark nods strangely.
"Don't worry about your teacher."
"That's good."
Yolog smiles and waves.
"I'd like to hear it from you. About this one and the last time."
"Previously on"
Almark asks back.
"When it comes to"
"It's Martial Arts Day."
Eurolog answers.
"Congratulations on your overall win"
"Oh, yes. Thank you."
When suddenly blessed and Almark bows his head in confusion, Yolog continues his words with a smile on his face.
"But I hear you had a tough time in between games."
"Oh."
Almark remembered.
"Are you talking about those magicians?"
"I almost lost my life, but I'm forgetting it."
That's what Yolog says and looks back at Ill. Later, he narrows his eyes and looks at Almark.
"That's Lord Reyes's son. I have the gall to sit on it."
"That's not so much."
Almark waved.
After one battle, the next is already waiting.
Whether on the battlefield in the north or on the road to the north, life has always been stopped at the crossroads.
I'm just saying we can't stick to each other.
"Talk to me. In your words."
said Yologue.
"What happened to you."
"Yes."
As required, Almark spoke.
A warning of a mysterious girl who appeared before a martial arts tournament.
The ring that was glowing on the fingers of the court magician I met at the martial arts tournament.
Reunion with the girl and battle with the dark magicians in the dorm.
Wallis and Illmis help.
Only when we talked about Reinull did Almark also find that Illmis' complexion had changed clearly.
Then, Almark also talked about a series of incidents in the library that end up hearing Morgen rumors about this one.
Yolog nodded from time to time, listening to Almark, but when he finished listening, he looked back at Illmis.
"Reinull and I heard a name I miss again"
"Yes."
Illmis nods with no expression.
Unlike when I heard about Reinul earlier, I can't see any emotions there anymore.
"Oh, speaking of which"
So Almark remembers the words of Furynul.
"Mr. Reinull said he was a classmate of Dr. Illmis"
"Exactly"
With that snort, the look on Ilmis's face still remains the same.
"I heard he became a court magician."
Illmis speaks pale.
"I didn't know you were coming to the college this time as Prince Wang's companion."
"From Almark's story, I wonder if he could possibly have tailored the magician with dark tattoos on copper and silver coins"
Yolog asks Ilmith.
"It won't be a zero chance, though."
Illmis' answer is a bad tooth cut.
"I don't see why he would. Because he is not a dark sorcerer."
"Right. There is no way a dark sorcerer can be a court sorcerer. Not to mention with the Prince of Light."
That's what Yolog nods.
"Almark, you're wondering if Reinul did the same thing about the books that were planted in the library."
"... Yes"
Almark nods reluctantly as he glances at Irmis.
"The black stains that appeared when I had the book were very similar to those depicted in copper coins and silver coins. Besides, the right hand I shook hands with him moved on his own and grabbed the book..."
"Hmm."
Yolog looks back at Illmis again.
"What's Dr. Illmis's opinion?"
"It's possible"
Ilmis answers unchanged and with no expression.
"The increase in the library bookshelf itself was a long time ago, and the glowing book rumors are one of the famous rumors of this college that I've been telling you about since I was a student"
"It's been around since you were a kid."
"Yes, so no wonder Reinul knew"
Ilmis carries on the words pale.
"If you put a trap next to that book, you can manipulate your right hand to grab the book and activate the trap when Almark comes to the library hearing rumors"
"But the odds are a lot more vague. Isn't it a total bet whether Almark is coming or not"
Yolog makes a difficult face.
"Maybe we need to identify a little more where this rumor came from."
"Yes."
Illmis nods.
"Either way, if Reinul did it, I still don't know why"
"Right."
Yolog nodded.
Then I turn my attention to Almark.
"Almark, come here."
Invited by the Eurolog, Almark stood next to the Eurolog by circling his desk.
"Your right hand."
When Yolog tells me to give him his right hand, Yolog gently hits his own left hand underneath it.
"Ah."
Almark accidentally raised his voice and put an end to it.
"Ooh. This is"
Yolog groans, and Illmis looks out for him, too.
The left hand of the yolog emitted a magical glow, whereby Almark's right hand seemed translucent.
In that hand, several black snakes were intertwined.
"It's a snake curse."
Yolog says, putting his face close to Almark's right hand.
"One or two snakes of darkness... don't have all three. But there were supposed to be four snakes because of this entanglement... right?"
Yolog looks up and sees Almark.
Almark was staring at his right hand with a blue face.
"What happens to my hand…"
"This is the Dark Mage's challenge."
Yolog's voice is surprisingly bright. It even sounds interesting somewhere.
"But there's nothing to worry about. You already killed a snake."
"Eh."
"Because you set the trap of darkness"
Yolog says, slowly taking the snake from above Almark's hand.
"You survived the trap of the Dark Warcraft Eldain. So one snake curse came off."
Look, here, and Yolog point to the serpent-free part of Almark's hand.
Sure, that's all that was unnaturally empty.
"So there are three more traps?"
"I guess so. I may have hidden three more from this college. Or maybe they're coming from outside."
Yolog keeps his eyes open from his right hand and answers so.
"When it comes to cursing, it doesn't usually do any harm. But your right hand will surely attract those ills."
Almark is perplexed by the word.
"Why, to me. Why are you doing this?"
"Dr. Illmis."
Not answering that, the yologs look back beside them.
Illmis nods and gently takes out a single stick, placing it on his desk.
"This is what caused it."