Became the Academy Romantic Phantom Thief

woman at the lake

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Mysterious organization Drakhan.

Little information about them has been released to the world.

Even how many members of the organization are there, where are their core strongholds, when they were founded and who the leaders of the organization are.

If there is only one thing known.

They only work for one goal.

A dragon that appears only in myths or legends.

A dream that is absurd at first glance but like a fairy tale to actually meet that fantasy existence.

However, Drakhan should not be taken lightly.

It’s a group of geeks who don’t hesitate to do anything to achieve a goal that sounds a bit unrealistic.

“The angel’s trumpet is gone.”

A space full of darkness.

A man’s low voice broke the silence.

At the same time, the fresh voice of a woman can be heard from the other side.

“Are you sure?”

“okay. The guardian golem has awakened.”

“But you couldn’t stop it?”

A guardian golem prepared in case of any unforeseen circumstances. If the trumpet goes out of a certain distance, it immediately begins its activity and retrieves the trumpet.

The performance of the golem is not even necessary to talk painfully. It would be difficult for any wizard to even take a scratch, let alone defeat the golem.

“The golem has ceased activity.”

“Hmm···. It’s not like you’re talking about it.”

A new, polite voice appeared in the conversation.

“Just because he stole the trumpet in the first place means he’s not an ordinary guy.”

“I just got Dietrich back from looking at the scene.”

“He must be quite upset. The golem I loved so much was broken, so the thief must have a strong fever.”

roaring laughter. Contrary to the serious content, the reactions were rather light.

In the midst of that, the voice of the blunt man who was leading the meeting fell low in the space.

“Where the trumpet disappeared, there was a card left.”

“card? Was it the work of that famous phantom thief?”

“It was written, ‘It is not long before the fulfillment of the prophecy of the apocalypse.’”

“·················ogue.”

For a moment, a heavy silence enveloped the entire conference hall.

The atmosphere suddenly changed in an instant, and the temperature had cooled down like thin ice.

Siegfried, the blue-haired man who had kept his mouth shut, opened his mouth with an impression.

“…is that true?”

“I’m not joking about this.”

“but. You can’t do that in your nature.”

His expression and reaction were completely different from when he heard that the trumpet had disappeared.

That’s probably because the meaning of the last code line was different for Drakhan.

“Then who retrieved the trumpet? Are you not among us?”

“If there was, there would be no way I could have been hiding it until now.”

“That means . . . Did the leader act on his own?”

I had no choice but to interpret it that way.

“It doesn’t matter who recovered it.”

“What if it was manipulated by someone else for the purpose of disturbance…?”

“Who can figure out our message?”

The owner of respectful words who has no doubt that they have great pride in the organization they belong to, or that someone else has dared to make up.

Even other members of the organization showed signs of sympathizing with the reaction.

“We are only acting on the doomsday prophecy.”

“Then now…”

“Stop all plans in progress as of this time. We are preparing for the final chapter.”

At his words, Veronica let out a small sigh and touched her lips.

“I’m sorry. It was one of my favorite offerings.”

***

did you do this?

When I got home, I stared at the trumpet quietly for a while.

Presumably, as I expected, Drakhan would immediately halt all ongoing plans.

In other words, Rachel must have naturally become a duck egg from the Nakdong River.

There’s no way to check right now, so we’ll just have to keep an eye on Rachel’s reaction tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

The question is, how do you store this trumpet?

It’s a natural thing to say, but the day that Drakan finds out at least one day, life becomes very difficult. Even if you lose your life, you will be chased by Drakhan for the rest of your life.

I didn’t ask directly, but it’s highly likely that even witches don’t handle this item.

They don’t know that witches are of different races, but they are beings who care about their own lives.

Leaving this in the house makes me anxious, so I think I might die first from excessive stress.

But if you ask me if there is a place to store it outside, I’ll come to that as well.

“Hmm···.”

remember If not, when would you use your original knowledge?

Is there any secret space that is so perfect that even those stubborn drakans can’t find it?

As I pondered for a while, a space suddenly popped into my mind.

However, even after I thought about it, it was a bit of a long-awaited place because it was so random.

Because it’s not a place to store things in the first place.

However, it is also true that there is no place more secure than that.

There are some obstacles that are hard to ignore, but the more you think about them, the more attractive it is.

After a long struggle, I finally picked up a trumpet and left the house.

Let’s go home and think about it for a moment.

I arrived at the shore of a small lake not far from my house.

A landscape that is too simple to say that it is too ordinary for something huge to sleep.

In fact, I wondered if the expression “puddle” would be more appropriate than the expression “lake”.

However, the size of the lake itself was not so important.

To be more precise, ‘which lake’ does not matter at all.

I stood still for a moment, staring at the lake.

I’m here, but what should I call this?

Like in a fairy tale, you want to drop the axe? In the original, she appeared in front of the main character first, so she had no idea how to call her.

[Fufu. I can’t help it. I’ll have to help.]

“Five. Is it possible?”

[Isn’t that obvious?]

Oh my gosh. The evil Goddess, who always shouted at the harem, was the first to help.

[what are you talking about! You always helped!]

“haha. Of course it’s a joke.”

[huh. Don’t go over this one time in particular.]

The part of the handle of the cane held in one hand. A dark blue light from the crow’s eyes shot out toward the shore of the lake.

“Wow. Why haven’t you used this technique yet?”

[This is not for use in battle.]

“So?”

[For calling. I have a feeling that all those who are lower in rank below me should assemble.]

“…that is, um.”

There were many things I wanted to say, but I decided to keep my mouth shut.

Anyway, are you trying to help me? good is good

The reaction came back immediately.

Bubbling bubbles rose from the center of the lake, and then a woman emerged from the water.

“Who dares to call this body?”

Beautiful appearance and mysterious atmosphere.

As you can easily guess, she was a transcendent being, not an ordinary human.

A spirit called the Lady of the Lake.

In the legend of King Arthur, he is well known for his role of handing over Excalibur.

I blinked my eyes for a moment, and without even bothering to explain it, I held out my wand all the way forward.

“Well? Who are you, calling this body and not moving your mouth? How grievous indeed.”

The arrogance you can feel from the way you talk.

Does he not even know who called him?

[It’s been a long time. Haven’t you grown a lot while we haven’t seen each other?]

“…what is this voice?”

[Maybe you don’t recognize me? It’s a little disappointing.]

“Wow, are you a goddess…?”

A spirit lady who stutters because she is too embarrassed.

what. Was our Goddess a greater being than I thought?

He never appeared in the original, so I thought he was just one of the widespread and widespread lower-level gods.

[okay. Vivian. Did you have a good time while I was away?]

“I thought you were asleep, but when did you wake up? haha. Of course you had a good time… No, I must have had a bad time because the Goddess wasn’t here…”

are perplexed I’m bending over in a low-key position while being incredibly bewildered.

In a little while, I’m inclined to even do a grandeur.

By the way, her name was Vivian. I don’t think the name really appeared in the original.

Are the two of you closer than you think? Or maybe it’s just friendly.

look now Aren’t you sweating profusely?

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Maybe it’s the spirit of the lake, so there’s a lot of water.

She glanced at me and asked the question as carefully as possible.

“By the way···. What kind of relationship do you have with the person next to you…”

[My child.]

“yes!? That, like that…! Oh my gosh!”

What. Why are you so surprised?

You didn’t take the word “my child” literally, did you?

As his doubts deepened, his eyes met with Vivian.

Startled by my gaze, she hesitated, not knowing what to do, then waved a small hand.

“Ah, hello…?”

The gap between you and me is too big.

Where did that arrogant tone of voice just gone?

“haha. It’s so nice to see you awake like this, and I’m in tears! Then the greetings are over, so I’ll go back soon! There are so many things to do below…!”

[for a moment. Where are you trying to escape?]

“…do, run away! I want to be with Goddess all day long!”

[That’s fine. I just wanted to ask you something.]

The longer the conversation, the more hardened her expression is, the woman at the lake.

It makes me feel sorry for everyone watching me from the other side.

“Request···. If it’s a request from the Goddess, of course you must do it! What kind of request…?”

[That will be explained by my child.]

The arrow suddenly returned to me.

He quickly came to his senses and explained the matter to her.

“Didn’t you just say that you have a lot of work to do and that you have to go downstairs?”

“yes···? It is, but…”

“The place below. Can you take us too?”