Munchkin of the Summoning Academy - Munchkin of the Summoning Academy chapter 103

Tyrant (1)

Contrary to my wishes.

Maria placed the winning cup of the Summoned Contest on the shelf that was most visible in the club room.

Persia, who went to work after a morning lecture, found the championship cup and ran to it, transformed into a humanoid and cleaned it.

I watched it with a very disturbed mood.

“I wondered how dirty it would be if it got dirty overnight…”

“It’s fun just to touch it like this.”

“You can be a little more proud of it, Lewis. Because he even received the recognition of that Cellondel.”

Attending a classic magic class while doing a homework while pretending not to listen to Medusha.

Still, thanks to winning the championship, I was able to reject the application for the job.

Besides, I’m glad that rumors haven’t spread inside the academy yet.

As I entered the classroom with that thought in mind, the cat professor, who had arrived first for some reason, greeted me warmly.

“Hello, Count Louise Youngae!”

“Ahhh…”

“Are you dying because you love it so much? Congrats on winning the Summoning Cup. But is the midterm okay?”

“It’s a little precarious, but I’m not going to fail. Maybe.”

When I spoke with hopes rather than predictions, Medusha opened my textbooks in front of Persia.

Persia flinched at the pressure of silence.

“Eh?”

“What is Eek? Hurry up, you too. In order to respond to Celondel’s invitation, you must make time for Lewis.”

“Aha… I’ll do my best!”

Persia raises her tail, remembering Celondel’s words of inviting her to her workshop.

This time, I wanted to bet on the other side.

“I’m not going there…”

“What? Are you serious?”

“Louis. Don’t do that, just one day…”

“no way.”

Medusha and Ethel were terrified, but I was stubborn for my own dignity.

The two summoned beasts, who looked like they were about to riot at any moment, remained silent for Eolin’s empty cough.

Eventually, after about two hours of mental labor, today’s lecture came to an end.

I was worried they’d swarm again, but…

Medusha and Ethel were surprisingly calm, as if they were reminding them of the kindness they had forgotten.

Sylvia, who hastily packed her things, asked as she got up from her chair.

“Master. Today’s lecture ends with this…”

“Oh, I have a place to stop by. You guys go back first.”

“Yes? Then of course we… ah, I see.”

Sylvia, who realized my intentions without a little panic, quietly backed away.

Medusha, who seemed a little sullen, hurriedly threw Persia at me.

“Just in case you don’t know, take this guy too. Isn’t he an opponent you can’t be vigilant about?”

“Yes? Who are you going to meet?”

“Shavnak.”

“ah.”

I left the classroom with Persia, who nodded slightly, into my arms.

I got a call from Shabnak this morning.

Whether it was because he was concerned about wiretapping, there was no proper conversation.

They just told me the location in the form of a message.

I moved to the dormitory as it was, changed clothes, opened the portal, and escaped the academy.

The point of contact is a general store in a corner outside the academy.

This is where I bought the capture card in the past.

Fortunately, the sun was setting and there were hardly any people on the street.

‘Maybe that clerk wasn’t a demon…’

As I entered the shop without an owner with that thought in mind, Shabnak, who was waiting in the back, showed me another example.

I asked in a voice as solemn as possible to stop it quickly.

However, a pleasant smile hangs on her lips after watching the summoning contest.

“What happened all of a sudden?”

“I’m very sorry that I couldn’t meet you from my side, but I decided that I could not handle this case on my own… There is a risk of the communication card leaking along the way.”

“I asked what’s going on.”

When I asked the question in annoyance on purpose, Shabnak bowed his head once more and went to the main point.

“Recently, some of my kin have been trying to infiltrate the capital. I blocked it from my side… but how should I deal with it?”

“Kill them. They’re the ones who invaded my territory without permission. I can swap roles with your guy.”

Even as I put the Demon King’s words out of my mouth, I wondered if this was correct.

It’s an overly cruel measure for dealing with my fellow countrymen.

Of course, he is doing this because he has his own thoughts.

Hearing that if the repulsion failed, he would die, Shavnak gladly complied with the order.

Her mind manipulation is an ability that is close to invincibility in a fight like this.

All you have to do is have the vassal of the family already occupied and report the invasion of the demons.

The rest will be taken care of by Essha and the Capital Defense Forces.

Like I said before, there are no demons you can trust…

The Demon King has a fairly poor evaluation of his people.

As soon as an important task was finished, Shabnak said with a small clap of his hand, as if he had just remembered it.

“By the way, yesterday’s stage was really impressive…”

“If you want to die, keep thinking about it.”

This time, even before the demon king said anything, he squealed himself.

Shabnak seemed to notice it, and while smiling even more deeply, he raised his right hand to cover his mouth.

“Forgive me for the cheeky wording of the notebook. Then, only today…”

As her body melted into the air, I left the general store without looking back.

Bought some snacks to appease Medusha and Ethel and returned to the dormitory.

As I passed the front door opened by Persia and Letty, who were excited, Medusha, dressed in black clothes, greeted me.

I used to hate black things, but now, from the bottom of my neck to my toes, I have unified it with black like a mourning dress.

It contrasts with the light colored hair, making it look darker.

“What, what?”

“Are you here, you idiot Louise?”

“dummy?”

Medusha tends to be a bit squeamish, but…

I seldom did that either.

He is satisfied with my clearly bewildered appearance and shows a satisfied smile.

“It seems that I’ve been too quiet up until now. From now on, I’ll do whatever I want until I take it to Celondel’s workshop.”

It’s finally here.

I thought so and sighed inwardly.

My summons are very satisfied, so I haven’t had a kite before…

It’s not uncommon for pets to express their dissatisfaction in this way, which leads to strikes.

Elated at my reaction, Medusha exclaims happily.

“I am a Dark Medusha. I will not attend all lectures from now on. I will take out snacks as much as I want!”

“Since I became a Jinshin Summoner, I haven’t really participated in any classes… Ah!”

As always, Persia paid the price for being overly sincere.

As Letty was trembling with fear, Edel, who had her entire outfit in black, took a threatening pose next to Medusha.

Swallowing a sigh of relief, I asked somewhat obligingly.

“What are you? Dark Ethel?”

“No. Ethel Alter. Short for Alternative.”

“There are many different kinds…”

“Anyway, we really want to visit Celondel’s workshop. Until then, it’s an indefinite strike.”

In an unprecedented situation, Elena and Elfriede are frozen in a corner.

Sylvia, who had changed into a maid’s uniform, was annoyed at the two summons.

“Do it in moderation. Your master doesn’t like it.”

“Ha, but…”

“How long does the master have to listen to the two of you? Since the beginning of this summons contest, he was free from the beginning to the end.”

When Sylvia, who usually treats me and my summons as almost the same, fired at me with a cold voice, Medusha and Ethel’s faces hardened.

I was grateful for her meddling, but at the same time, I was worried that an accident might happen.

However, Sylvia does not stop as if trying to catch the discipline in this charm.

“If you keep doing that, I’ll assassinate Celondel. There’s no need to let the person who makes you suffer.”

“Woah, what!”

‘for a moment. What’s wrong with Celondel?’

I thought so, but at the same time, I realized something later.

Sylvia is visibly embarrassed when asked jokingly to relieve the cold and frozen atmosphere.

“Hey, Sylvia. So, why didn’t you assassinate me before the contest?”

“Ah… I’m sorry. I want to see the master in action… I’ll try not to be late next time.”

“Okay, I’m joking. Everyone stop. Medusa and Ethel come over here for a while.”

“It’s not just a medusa, it’s a dark medusa!”

Pretending not to hear the nonsense that made his head pound, he moved to the sofa and started negotiating.

As the atmosphere of the conversation is created with difficulty, the two men brighten their eyes with anticipation.

“Do you want to go to Cellondel’s workshop like that?”

“Of course! Would a craftsman the size of Cellondel return the guests he invited at the most empty-handed?”

“You know that the Cellondel brand is never re-reprinted, right? But the originals will remain in the workshop. Just thinking about looking at them…”

Two pets who are eager to see how valuable the invitation from Celondel is.

But now that I’ve come this far, I can’t just nod my head.

These days, I feel like I’m coming and going without any measures, so I have to pay something.

“Then, if you get in the top 10 on the midterm exam, you can go… How about it?”

“What? It’s absurd. Because I was preparing for the competition, I missed quite a bit of class…”

“If you look at that, it’s because you guys insisted on participating in the summons contest. So, study hard and fill it up. Instead, if you’re in the top 10, I’ll go to the workshop without saying anything.”

Medusha and Ethel, who heard my condition, looked at each other and carefully exchanged their gazes.

In fact, it is difficult to rank all schools from the second year onwards.

The sophomore year is all about different majors, so it’s not like comparing scores between different majors.

But I’m satisfied if they focus on studying for the exam.

The two summoned beasts nodded their heads with difficulty, then quickly changed clothes and opened the textbook.

“Persia. Letty. Come this way. There is no time to relax.”

“I will take charge of deepening the spirit summoning technique.”

“Beep!”

Was this how the handmaiden felt when she raised Sylvia with me?

I sighed in relief and sip my tea.

The dormitory manager came to see me because I raised my voice in the middle of the night, but when Medusha went out and opened her eyes, she went back without saying anything.

As if it was worthwhile to offer the rewards they wanted, the results of the midterm exam that followed greatly exceeded my expectations.

Except for major subjects, he was ranked 3rd in all schools.

Of course, the grades in important majors are pretty good.

Considering that classical magic is a fairly difficult subject, a satisfactory result.

In the end, I had to write a letter to Celondel as promised in advance.

The delivery man who took the letter on the morning of the first day of the short vacation returned with a reply before lunchtime.

A quick, but too quick answer.

It seems that the other side was as desperate as Medusha and Ethel.

“Okay! Come visit us anytime. Then let’s go tomorrow!”

“No. It’s Laurie’s turn tomorrow, so the day after tomorrow!”

“Take a truce on the day you visit the workshop…”

“What, are you really going?”

Not only Elena and Elfriede, but also Christine and Maria, who met in the club room, showed interest in Celondel’s reply.

In the end, I went to Cellondel’s workshop with everyone.

A street famous for its clothing stores.

Even the nameplate was not hung in the shop, which was much smaller than the reputation.

Even the fortress doesn’t even have a show window that everyone uses.

A store that seems to reject customers’ visits again and again.

However, passers-by on the street recognized the place and looked at it with envy.

As we approached with a slightly quirky gait, the gate opened from the inside as if we had been waiting.

The penguins we saw at the Royal Theater greeted us politely.

Cellondel, who was in the middle of a space that felt more like a studio than a store, jumped up and approached me.

The wide open chest is still burdensome.

“Earl Elcloud! You’re welcome. You know I’ve been pulling out one outfit a day since the competition? It’s been really exciting. Come on over here…”

Inside the shop, which Cellondel guided, there were rows of mannequins dressed in various clothes.

Of course, all of them are for women.

As I instinctively take a step back, he gives me a slightly disappointed expression.

“Are you not going to wear it?”

“Don’t look like that. Lewis is very shy. If you go home anyway…”

“Oh, is that so? I’m sorry. Actually. Living as the Count would be a big deal. Then you should wear it instead. Because these are all made for the Count…”

Celondel, who took Medusha’s nonsense seriously, used my pets as hangers and recommended various outfits.

But his eyes were nailed to me all the time.

I kept a smile for Ethel and Medusha, who were so happy.