064 – It’s hard to buy my own house! # 4

064 – It’s hard to buy my own house! # 4

Salome is a master of disguise.

With just a wig, a few clothes, and a little bit of makeup, I could imitate anyone in the world.

At least Salome thought so, and it always worked out.

It was like that even now.

“Professor Brigitte, long time no see. You come to the archives from 7:00 am. You are very diligent.”

“Hohoho, it’s been a while. I usually don’t sleep well in the morning.”

Disguised as Brigitte von Walpurgis, a professor at Graham Academy’s Higher and University Department, Salome entered the archives with a sense of skill.

It was a reference room that was said to be accessible only to those with A-level or higher authority, such as professors.

There were a lot of data compiled in Phrygia, the city of magic and hextech, and it was clear that the data Salome was looking for must be somewhere here.

Heaps of books and documents.

After flipping through it, Salome’s hand finally pulled out an old book.

“Demiurge, the creator of the world. Are they gods or demons?”

It was a book that smelled like an old antique.

Spreading it out, Salome learned only useful information.

「Nocturne was torn to pieces by the Demiurges who feared his power. The fragments were scattered throughout the world, and discord and chaos continued in Pangea for a long time.”

“The great god Yahbach was originally a mortal. However, in a fight against Nocturne’s evil followers, he transcended by obtaining the Ascendant’s Crown, and finally brought order to the world with light.”

「Is Nocturne’s resurrection realistically possible? The followers of the wrong god continue their evil deeds and try to bring Nocturne to this land with the unholy karma.”

“… … .”

Tup-.

Salome blinked her tired eyes and closed the book.

I looked through the A-class archives, but I couldn’t find anything that would be very helpful.

Indeed, the archives at Graham Academy are a place called the Ocean of Information.

It must be difficult to extract only the information you want from the vast waves of typefaces.

“Professor Brigitte, can I help you?”

A librarian with glasses approached.

He was a very sincere-looking man with amber-colored hair that was smeared with oil in a two-to-eight ratio.

He glanced at the book Salome, disguised as Brigitte, was holding in her hand, and her glasses sparkled.

“Are you interested in Demiurge? If I dare to recommend it, I recommend reading the book 「God」 written by Platan.”

A bespectacled guy who couldn’t be more proud of himself.

I would have ignored it if it was the usual Salome, but it seemed like a helpful story, so I asked back.

“Is the name of the book just God?”

“That’s right. It is safe to say that this book is a compilation of everything about the Demiurges by Platan, the greatest intellectual of mankind. Let’s see. It should be around here… .”

A librarian rummaging through papers.

Soon he scratched the back of his head.

“Oh, someone is already borrowing money,”

Someone borrowed a book with important information first.

asked Salome.

“Who borrowed it?”

“This is the dean of El Cladeco. You borrowed it on a long-term loan from three years ago. Since this is a rare book that only has one copy in this library, you may have to wait a bit.”

El Cladeco.

The familiar name reminded Salome of a woman who was indifferent to her daughter.

A magician greedy for knowledge to the point of neglecting his children is preoccupied with “God”?

It was a story of no surprises.

‘Should I go to the dean’s office and steal it?’

It was when Salome was thinking about it.

said the librarian with glasses.

“Come to think of it, the partnership agreement between Graham Academy’s lab and the Western Walpurgis family has been successfully concluded, right? Ah, was this a secret that shouldn’t be talked about yet… .”

The corners of the librarian’s mouth rose slowly as he spoke as if he had made a mistake.

Salome was quick to recognize that this man had approached her not simply out of kindness, but because he wanted to talk about it.

but.

It was a story that Salome had never heard of.

“A partnership?”

“The Walpurgis are an influential family in the ivory tower of the West. Of course, it’s funny that I’m explaining this in front of Professor Brigitte.”

Shuk-.

The librarian covered her mouth with the palm of her hand, looked around, and spoke softly.

“If the magic tower and the academy can form an alliance… . It must be clear that a really great project is about to be implemented. What are you trying to study? Do you know Professor Brigitte?”

“… … .”

Salome imagined the wizards gathering and plotting something.

It wasn’t a very nice sight.

Wizards were full of idiots who liked to brag.

Those who talk about theory and law until the moment they die.

‘Wizards are generally idiots. They’re people who don’t know anything about the world. I wonder if those guys are gathering and plotting some kind of secret… .’

Wizards are mostly idiots.

When they got together, there were times when they did amazing things that were unimaginable.

either for good or for bad.

Of course, it was a story of little importance to Salome now.

Shuk-.

Salome has now left the archives.

8 am.

Now that it was time for the real Brigitte to go to work, it was time to go to the bathroom and take off her makeup.

“Brigitte.”

Someone called Salome.

I turned my head and saw a white robe with a silvery glow.

He was wearing a conical hat and was holding a cane in his hand.

Unlike the vulgar magicians of the bandits and adventurers that Salome usually saw, this one gave off the feeling of being a real ‘magician’.

Because everything I was wearing looked expensive.

If I sold everything, wouldn’t it be possible to buy at least one mansion for fun?

“You don’t even say hello when you see your sister? Did you go out and get very old? uh?”

“… sister?”

Salome frowned and scanned the woman from bottom to top.

Her platinum hair was grown elegantly and tied back, and her face was wearing glasses like most wizards do.

Her slightly freckled face was quite attractive, but her expression was as cold as winter frost. The thing I didn’t like the most was that her breasts were big.

“frozen… you?”

Salome thought there was little resemblance between the sorceress Brigitte and the woman who called herself her older sister.

So the Sorceress said when she felt puzzled.

“yes. me. It’s Gudrid von Walpurgis. It’s been over 10 years since I haven’t seen you, have you forgotten your sister’s face and name? I told you to come to the clock tower by 7:00 this morning. why didn’t you come out? Are you rebelling?”

It’s a clock tower until 7 o’clock.

“I went to your lab yesterday and waited for an hour. Yesterday and today, are you out of your mind to make your sister wait? Do you stop going out? Don’t let the noble lady be modest!”

“… … .”

Salome sensed a foreboding of trouble.

Gudrid frowned at such Salome.

“Do you know how embarrassed I was about your rumors that spread all the way west? The daughter of the great Walpurgis hanging out with the savages of the north. You even hang out with thieves?”

“Thief?”

“Yeah, hanging out with criminals who wouldn’t even have a relationship like that. What kind of aristocrat would want to marry you after rumors like that spread?”

“… … .”

“Brigitte, no matter how much you were excommunicated, I want you to think about the fact that you are a descendant of the first people.”

“Huh.”

“How much more about Judas, the king of thieves? Are there rumors that you live with Judas? How much money my family spent trying to stop rumors from spreading! My father will be coming to this city soon, so I must apologize.”

It was Gudrid who sighed.

However, Salome was angry in many ways.

“It’s true that Judas is a bad guy. I’m not a good person to do whatever I want to the point of being criticized even by you who don’t know anything.”

“What? Side with the thief now? You, with that guy, no way— Are the rumors real? ha, true It’s not like there’s smoke coming out of the chimney. It’s like putting it in your mouth. I can’t. Do you think you’ll come to your senses? like old times! You don’t know what will happen if you mess with your sister!?”

Shuk-.

Gudrid slapped Salome on the cheek with his white gloved hand.

match!

The sound was loud, but it was a slow, powerless slap.

But Gudrid spoke triumphantly.

“How are you, are you sick? Because you must earn a hawk like this. You always listened to me after being beaten. You have to starve yourself to become obedient. You were stupid and didn’t know until you got hit, right?”

The strutting eyes behind the glasses are quite nasty.

Soon people were buzzing.

“what.”

“Is it a fight?”

“Are you Professor Brigitte?”

“Who is next to me? Platinum hair and a butterfly-shaped brooch… Are you a member of Walpurgis?”

A situation where multiple perspectives converge.

said Goodrid.

“Still, this time my father decided to forgive you. It’s your chance to return to the Walpurgis family again, so you’d better be more polite in front of your father.”

“Courtesy. be polite Good manners.”

Salome lightly ran the palm of her hand across her cheek.

“Since you slapped me on the cheek, this is self-defence. You bitch.”

“What? what did you just say Ha, I’m so amazed. Even if you really turn around, firmly—”

Shuk-.

Salome raised her palm.

And he slapped Gudrid’s cheek as hard as he could.

It was a speed that Gudrid couldn’t even see.

fast-.

The sound was so loud that I couldn’t believe it was a simple slap.

Gudrid, who had been slapped, fell to the floor and wriggled.

“Then… .”

* * *

“Hey, Professor Brigitte. Are you okay?”

“You look very unhappy… .”

1:00 pm.

Tea time with professors from the same research building.

Brigitte frowned at the professors who kept asking questions quietly.

“It’s okay if you’re hungover.”

hangover.

Brigitte was suffering from a terrible hangover from drinking too much the night before.

So I was late today.

That’s why I couldn’t go to the 10 o’clock lecture.

“hangover… ?”

“I’m talking about the fight that happened earlier.”

However, after listening carefully to the professors, it seemed that they were not asking about tardiness and hangovers.

fight.

‘What fight?’

According to the story, it seems that there was a fight in the morning.

“I didn’t know that Professor Brigitte could slap me so tough. Why, there is a prejudice that magicians have weak physical abilities.”

“Are you saying that you are a magician from the demon castle breakthrough party? Ho-ho-.”

Young professors of Brigitte’s age laughed ho-ho-ho.

From their story, Brigitte could feel a strange sense of deja vu.

‘It’s a story I don’t remember. To be honest, I don’t remember much from yesterday evening, but… . Ugh, did you drink too much? It’s all because of that thief.’

Suddenly appearing and claiming to be Naru’s mother.

I was a little angry at Judas for telling someone an important secret.

‘You bastard Judas, you told me that thief was like an enemy. what do you hear Did you two even live together? It seems that Naru followed her strangely well… .’

When I remembered what happened yesterday, I became angry again.

The new female professor who came in this time asked Brigitte.

“Professor Brigitte, are you from the Walpurgis family? It’s a name everyone knows in the West. I really envy you that you spent your childhood in the Walpurgis family.”

Emily Flute.

She was a woman who became a professor at the young age of twenty-two this year.

Was it a woman who was called a genius?

she added.

“The house must have been huge, right? They are one of the five wealthiest families in the West. You must have learned a lot about magic from private tutors from a young age, right? envy. My house is poor… .”

“Emily, shh.”

“stop.”

“Yeah? Did I make any mistakes?”

Emily, the young female professor, tilted her head.

While everyone was quietly watching, Brigitte twirled the rim of the half-filled teacup with her fingers.

It was the moment when Brigitte’s gaze gradually melted into the hazy liquid in the teacup.

“… It’s home. Was that really my home… .”