Chapter 233. Spirit Talent Show (2)
“Ha, does that even make sense?”
The spirit of the library looked at its contractor with an expression of disbelief.
The Academy midterms were over, and the spirit had been spending a mont of leisure.
But then, soone with familiar energy pulled out a book from the library, so it went to check, and wasn't it that contractor fellow?
He hadn't co to study.
He must have co to the library to summon it to save the magic power required for summoning a spirit.
Whether to call this cheeky or clever.
On top of that, a Spirit Talent Show?
‘This great spirit should go out to a match for such Academy greenhorns?’
While the spirit of the library was dumbfounded, the contractor spouted even more absurd nonsense.
“It makes sense. The Spirit Talent Show is strictly an official Academy event. It's also an official category of the sports festival.”
The contractor, who only caused peculiar incidents, continued the conversation with a shaless face.
“It is an opportunity to unfold your hidden talents in front of the students. Wouldn't the Academy students be surprised if a great spirit like you showed a cool appearance?”
“Nonsense! Trying to lure with such words is useless!”
The spirit of the library fluttered its pages and got angry.
Right now, it could use at least half of its original ability because it was inside the library full of magic power, but if that contractor fellow summoned it outside, it couldn't exert its power properly.
Not only would its size shrink, but the dignity of a Great Spirit would also fall.
Are you telling to show such an appearance in front of Academy students!
“I am sincere. What would be the reason the professor selected , who has only one contracted spirit, as the representative player for Summoning Magic?”
Radel’s sincere eyes turned toward the spirit of the library.
“It isn't because I am great. It is because you are great.”
The spirit of the library slightly avoided Radel’s gaze and thought.
What that guy said was true.
There was only one reason why its foolish contractor was selected as a representative player for a match displaying spirit magic.
‘No matter how I think about it, it must be because of this great body.’
However, it shouldn't be swayed.
If it got swayed here, it would get entangled in strange things again.
As the spirit of the library only fluttered its pages without saying anything, Radel lowered his head as if it was truly regrettable.
“But if you really don't want to go out, it can't be helped. It is all due to my lack of ability. I will try to go out alone and prepare a stage.”
“Nonsense! It's a Spirit Talent Show, what are you going to do by going out alone!”
Thinking of the contractor who would face humiliation standing on stage without even a spirit, that didn't please him either.
After all, wasn't he the contractor of a Great Spirit like itself?
Radel wasn't one to miss that opening.
“Does that an...? You will go out with ?”
At Radel’s moist eyes, the spirit of the library tightly closed its eyes.
“Ha... Fine! I got it, so cut it out with those eyes!”
In the end, the spirit of the library was swayed.
Radel returned to his normal eyes as the spirit said and asked calmly.
“Then shall we prepare for the talent show imdiately? What can you do?”
“What do you an what can I do? Are you ignoring ? As you know, I can know information about everything in the world.”
Certainly, the spirit of the library possessed an outstanding appraisal ability.
Because it could easily know information about a target seen for the first ti.
However, that ability had a limit.
When the spirit of the library was summoned, what it could know was extrely limited information.
Because restrictions were placed on its power proportional to Radel’s small magic power.
Radel thought deeply, then ca up with sothing and asked the spirit of the library.
“Then by any chance, can you also know the information written on the back of a piece of paper?”
* * *
Silence descended on the Academy vacant lot where the makeshift stage was installed.
The spectators were conversing while waiting for the next turn.
“Who is the last one?”
“Prince Leon’s stage earlier was so amazing that I don't even rember the previous stages.”
Leon’s spirit magic was so amazing that even seniors from other grades were surprised.
Naturally, expectations were bound to be focused even more on the next stage.
Just then, lights shone on the stage and Radel appeared.
As Radel’s figure appeared, the audience, recognizing him, buzzed.
“Wait, isn't that the 8th Prince right now?”
“That he is the 1st-year representative?”
“D-Don’t tell ...?”
The existence contracted with ‘that spirit’.
The buzzing that started once soon spread to the entire audience.
Even those who hadn't seen Radel had heard the rumor that the 1st-year 8th Prince had contracted with that spirit of the library whose na could not be spoken.
“He finally ca out.”
“We waited a long ti. Now we will see clearly with our own two eyes.”
A situation where even the professors sitting in the judge's seats held their breath.
Feeling the gazes focused on him, Radel chanted the summoning magic spell in a calm voice.
“Spirit Summon!”
POOF!
Then, the spirit of the library in the form of a small book was summoned.
It was a mont when shock swept through the people who hadn't seen the spirit of the library yet.
“It appeared! It’s real!”
“Is-is it really ‘that spirit’...?”
“It looks too identical to deny it!”
Students who had already fought Radel or had t ‘that spirit’ in the Summoning Magic Workshop were equally surprised.
“That vicious...!”
Leon’s followers shuddered at the mory of having to reveal secret secrets they dared not disclose due to the evil tricks of ‘that spirit’.
The spirit of the library beca uncomfortable as everyone focused on it.
It realized that not only was it in this foolish form instead of its original form, but it also looked like it had to perform tricks in front of the brats it used to teach in the library.
‘I must have been crazy.’
Regardless of that, Radel smiled and spoke to the spectators.
“Nice to et you, everyone. The stage I will show you today with my spirit is none other than a Card Magic Trick.”
And he pointed to the spirit of the library summoned next to him.
“I introduce the assistant who will help today.”
“What?! I am an assistant?”
The spirit of the library jumped up at Radel’s sudden introduction.
“There was no such talk! Didn't you say I was the main character!”
“Haha, did I not tell you?”
Radel apologized with a nonchalant smile toward the spirit of the library.
Seeing that, the spectators gradually got drawn into their conversation.
‘Audience participation is important in this match.’
Radel felt the spectators starting to focus on the stage and was inwardly relieved.
The fact that the audience score carried a lot of weight ant he had to captivate the listeners’ hearts.
To do that, actively involving the audience in the performance was naturally a shortcut to getting a good score.
‘A talent show doesn't necessarily have to be just showing.’
Radel asked the spectators.
“Is there anyone who would like to help with the magic trick besides my assistant?”
It was the mont Radel’s real stage began.
* * *
SPLASH!
A 4th-year, Kier Iern, was passing by the main building when he ended up getting soaked in water.
Soone poured water from above.
SIZZLE.
Although faint, he felt pain as if burned by hot steam.
‘This is... holy water?’
A nacing aura hovered in Kier’s eyes.
This was already the third ti.
Getting hit by water while walking down the street or soone pouring water.
The sa thing was repeating continuously to call it a coincidence.
It was fine if his clothes just got wet, but if he was hit with holy water enough to be soaked from head to toe like now, even Kier couldn't defend against it completely.
‘I wondered who was spraying water, turns out it was holy water.’
It was fortunate that it was Kier; if it were any other heretic, their flesh would have already burned and the mark revealed.
Even within the Black Order, Kier had exceptionally strong resistance to Divine Power.
‘This amount of holy water...’
The face of the 8th Prince who had spilled water on him pretending it was a mistake at first ca to mind.
That detestable face pretending to know nothing!
Kier shook off his hair wet with holy water and went upstairs.
Naturally, the culprit who poured water on him had long since disappeared.
Tunia, who was hiding and watching his appearance, hardened her expression.
‘There is a reaction.’
It was Tunia who poured holy water on Kier at Radel’s request.
Although she couldn't verify the mark, she could sense a subtle change in his behavior.
‘He definitely felt pain.’
He wasn't startled because he was suddenly hit with water.
Tunia’s senses, sharpened by long assassination training, read a sharp reaction within him.
Pain.
Of course, there were many types of pain.
Among them, what Tunia discovered in Kier was a Burning Pain.
It was a reaction when feeling pain as if burned by fire.
Needless to say, an ordinary person wouldn't feel such pain just from getting hit by so water.
Tunia’s gaze chasing Kier deepened.
* * *
SHUFFLE.
Radel spread the cards in front of the spectators.
And said to the audience mber who ca out to help with the Card Magic Trick.
“Now, you just have to choose one card from these.”
At Radel’s words, the audience mber who ca up to the stage picked one card.
Radel turned around while the audience mber picked a card and added.
“If you have chosen, put it back into the cards and shuffle them so I cannot find it.”
The cards were shuffled again in the audience mber’s hands, and when Radel looked back, a newly shuffled deck of cards was placed there.
However, Radel asked the audience mber nonchalantly.
“What was written on the card you just picked?”
“Ace of Diamonds.”
At the audience mber’s answer, Radel pulled out any card from the deck.
And held out the back of the card to the audience mber.
“Check it.”
Then the audience mber carefully turned over the card.
On the front, the card he picked earlier appeared exactly as it was.
The audience mber’s eyes widened.
“A-Ace of Diamonds?!”
At his surprised appearance as if he couldn't believe it, the spectators had no choice but to be surprised too.
Radel had guessed the card picked by the audience mber again.
Strictly speaking, it was the spirit of the library who guessed it, not Radel, but...
The spirit of the library was telling Radel from behind which card to pull.
He could easily know what was written on the back of simple cards.
‘Keuhehe, I can read cards with just pictures and numbers as much as I want.’
The spirit of the library, whose nose got high as it guessed the cards people picked, fluttered its pages and enjoyed the spectators’ reaction.
“Did you see? This body’s ability!”
He flew around the stage and, taking advantage of the montum, even scattered confetti made of paper.
“What is this? Paper powder?”
“You can even do things like this?”
“Wooooah!”
Thanks to the stage effect shown by the spirit of the library, the spectators’ enthusiasm heightened.
“Now, who will co up to the stage next?”
When Radel asked, spectators raised their hands quickly.
“!”
“I will go up!”
Professor Marianne, who was sitting in the professor judge's seat, smiled at that sight.
Other friends watching Radel from among the spectators were the sa.
Inette crossed her arms as if relieved seeing people's reactions.
“What, he does better than I thought.”
“As expected of the Prince.”
Gusto also nodded his head.
There was only one person dumbfounded here.
It was Leon, who had gone up on stage before Radel.
He was flabbergasted watching Radel’s Card Magic Trick.
‘That kind of thing... is more popular than my 4 major elent spirits...?’
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