Ian surveyed his surroundings.
Besides the altar in the center of the wide room, there were signs of people having been there.
Among them, a log on the desk caught his eye.
[January 19th. 19th experiment. Subject died.]
[December 17th. 18th experiment. Insufficient sacrifice.]
[Request from the Lord to acquire a Star of Talent or personnel from within the Academy to be used as sacrifices.]
[November 7th. 17th experiment. Subject died.]
[October 22nd. 16th experiment. Subject died.]
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No matter how he looked at it, it was a log related to human experimentation.
Moreover, it was an experiment where all but one result ended in failure.
Ian put it down and asked.
‘Circe, are there any reports related to this in this building or in the Academy?’
‘Any records related to this?’
Circe could check all recorded information in the world, whether sealed or not.
For Circe to be unable to confirm meant that the report itself was never created.
‘They must be using perfect memory ability.’
‘Where is the perfect memory ability user currently in this world?’
There were ways to maintain security like this in other worlds as well.
They would use someone with the ability to perfectly remember what they saw to memorize the contents without creating a report, thus maintaining security.
If they could properly brainwash and protect that person, it was a much better method than ordinary security.
Otherwise, the administrator of this experiment might have possessed perfect memory ability.
“What’s that?”
Aranse, standing next to Ian, also turned his gaze to the log.
After reading it, his expression turned serious.
“Let’s look for any reports related to this.”
But there was no way there would be any.
When nothing came up, Grajinn approached Ian.
“Ian, is there no other space??”
“No.”
Neither Circe nor Ian could find anything more here.
At his answer, Grajinn stared intently at the altar.
“Black magic and an altar in the Balrog Ruins… What could the connection be?”
“And we need to consider the relationship with Hastings as well.”
“Come to think of it, Hastings was quite opposed to the demolition of some buildings.”
“Oh? Is that so?”
Aranse nodded slightly.
“The issue of the site was discussed quite a while ago during the instructor meetings.”
The idea was to demolish old, unused buildings and build new ones.
But Hastings vehemently opposed it every time.
“He said that we couldn’t recklessly demolish buildings that held the Academy’s history and tradition. Afterwards, Hastings took direct responsibility for managing them.”
“Then what are the sacrifices written in the log?”
When Aute cautiously asked, Aranse shook his head, as if he didn’t know either.
“I don’t know either.”
“Grajinn, do you know anything about the Star of Talent?”
“It’s a term that also appears in the Balrog Ruins. When talents stolen from others are combined and manifested, it’s called a Star of Talent.”
“Does that mean there are students in the Academy whose talents were stolen for experiments?”
“Well, we can’t know for sure.”
This also needed to be investigated.
Wouldn’t we find something if we looked among those whose grades suddenly dropped?
But even when asked, Circe said that such individuals did not exist.
‘It’s possible if they were eliminated or used as sacrifices for black magic before the decline in their abilities became apparent after the ritual. What is the number of missing persons within the Academy?’
It’s not just those who go missing during training in the Mial Mountains.
There are plenty of lower-class students who run away, and there are also students who go missing during upper-class missions.
While Circe was reporting, Grajinn tapped the altar.
“Anyway, it’s certain that this altar is related to the Balrog Ruins.”
“Then one problem remains.”
We need to find out who the Lord mentioned in this log is.
As Aranse spoke seriously, Ian shook his head.
The Lord was the one Hastings was talking about.
A secret organization with a high possibility of being related to the organization called Pandemonium that Leila had discovered.
Perhaps this altar and the experiments were also related to them.
But Ian had something more important than that.
“Putting that aside, what about the site for the Temple of the Moon?”
Hearing those words, Aute, who had been serious, flinched.
“Ha. Hahaha… That’s right.”
Even though the altar and the log were related to black magic, the rest was decided to be handled by the Academy.
Therefore, Ian and his group came outside for the time being.
“Ian Saint…”
Aute clasped Ian’s hand tightly, his eyes filled with tears.
It seemed like something big had happened on the Academy’s side, but Ian was only focused on the Temple of the Moon.
He couldn’t help but be moved by that.
“You are truly a good person, Saint.”
“Yes. I am a good person. Ah.”
At that moment, Karjide was seen walking over from among those who had come to investigate.
Seeing him receiving a report, Ian approached him.
“Headmaster Karjide.”
“Hmm? Isn’t that Ian? I heard you investigated this building?”
“Yes.”
“For black magic to appear again… this is truly no ordinary matter. Well done.”
“Thank you. And there is something I would like to tell you.”
Ian pulled Aute, who had followed him, forward.
“Greetings. Headmaster Karjide. I am Aute, a priest of the Order of the Moon.”
“Nice to meet you. I am Karjide, the Headmaster of Fredon Academy.”
After they briefly greeted each other, Ian got straight to the point.
“This building was originally intended to be demolished and used as the site for the Temple of the Moon, but it will take time to investigate, right?”
“That’s right. If the Magic Tower and the Society of Ruins come, we won’t be able to touch it for a while.”
“Yes. That’s why I’m saying, what about the site for the Temple of the Moon?”
Karjide thought for a moment and then snapped his fingers.
“There’s a forest on the southwest side of the Academy. How about using that?”
The Order of the Moon is frequented by many different races.
And most of the different races like forests.
Therefore, Aute could also be satisfied.
“Then you should have given us the forest from the beginning.”
“That forest is like my private property.”
He directly bought the Academy site and cultivated it with his own money.
Although it is open to everyone, in reality, it could be said that it belonged to Karjide.
“Oh my. I can’t cause such trouble to the Headmaster.”
Karjide smiled at Aute’s embarrassment.
“No. If it weren’t for Priest Aute, we wouldn’t have discovered that.”
“If you put it that way, it’s all thanks to Saint Ian in the end.”
As Aute answered with a warm smile, someone from the Order of the Sun came.
“Saint Ian, I heard the story from Saint Haryun. I heard that traces of black magic were found in this building?”
As Willis urgently asked, Ian explained simply.
“Yes, I discovered a black magic ritual and encountered a banshee and a ghost.”
“I see. I’m glad there were no major incidents. But who is this….”
“I am Aute, a priest of the Order of the Moon. Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you. I am Willis, a priest of the Order of the Sun.”
As the two priests bowed and talked, Ian shrugged his shoulders.
“Then, Headmaster, we will go to the forest.”
“Do so.”
After gathering construction equipment, Ian and Aute went to the forest.
After passing through a fairly large forest, an open space appeared inside.
“This place will be fine. The moonlight will come in well at night….”
“Isn’t the site a bit small?”
Aute seemed quite satisfied, but Ian’s expression was not good.
But he just smiled brightly.
“What does the size of the temple matter? The hearts of the saints who pray inside are what’s important.”
He said nonchalantly as he looked around.
To Aute, this place was very spacious.
“Anyway, since there’s no need to demolish it, we can hire ordinary workers. Saint, I’ll take care of the temple construction. You must be busy….”
“It’s okay.”
‘Circe, do you have architectural blueprints suitable for a temple?’
Circe quickly reported the list of blueprints.
Ian, who had selected one of them, took out paper and charcoal from among the equipment he had brought.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m drawing a bird’s-eye view.”
After completing the bird’s-eye view sketch in the time it took to drink a few cups of tea, Ian held it out.
“How about this? If you have any other structures you want, I’ll take them into consideration.”
Aute was speechless as he looked at the drawing that had been drawn so quickly.
Even though it was drawn so quickly, it was very neat and wonderful.
“To, to build such a wonderful temple. I’m so sorry, Saint….”
“This much is fine.”
He had built many such temples.
It wasn’t difficult as long as he had the materials.
As he answered casually, Aute nodded.
“Th, then I’ll ask for this.”
“I’ll start right away. Priest, please step back a little.”
“Yes? Ah. Yes.”
As he stepped back, Ian drew his sword.
“What are you trying to do?”
“I have to start with the groundwork.”
As Circe finished confirming the ley lines [lines of energy believed to traverse the earth], Ian stuck his sword into the ground there.
-Kugung!!
At the same time, the floor of the open space began to sink.
“Eueueu?!”
Even while Aute was horrified, the ground of the open space went down.
No.
To be exact, the ground was being compacted.
The crumbly soil was compacted and clumped together, and the rocks and stones in the ground were pushed away.
Ian, who had neatly compacted the ground by manipulating the ley lines, said to Aute, who had a dumbfounded expression.
“Let’s go get the materials.”
* * *
After the materials were moved, the construction of the Temple of the Moon began.
At first, Ian was working alone.
Of course, since he also had classes, he could only work after the sun went down.
But that wasn’t a problem.
This was because Aute blessed or prayed for Ian every day until he was exhausted.
Thanks to this, he was able to receive a lot of the energy of the moon, so he was quite satisfied.
And the work wasn’t always done alone.
Not only the students of Class B but also Scranda came and helped.
Therefore, on the tenth day of construction.
“Thank you so much!”
The temple was finally completed.
A wonderful temple was located in the open space that had been empty until 10 days ago.
Although it is not large, it is quite sophisticated.
In addition, there are not many decorations to suit the frugal Order of the Moon.
Aute couldn’t help but be happy as he looked at the beautiful temple that he couldn’t help but love.
“It’s really amazing. Really… Even the temples of the main order won’t be this wonderful!”
While he was happy, Scranda filled a pipe with tobacco.
“Thanks to the wizards’ help, the cement and concrete hardened quickly. And the students of Class B helped a lot.”
“I don’t know how much I should thank the other saints. All we can give is holy objects….”
“Just give it to Ian.”
Perhaps it was because he had already talked to the other students in advance?
Haryun stepped up as a representative and answered Aute.
“We couldn’t just let Ian keep building temples.”
Class B also had to start thinking about the exchange match with the Imperial Academy.
If Ian, who is the center of it, only builds temples, they will also have a hard time.
That meant that they were helping, so he didn’t have to worry too much.
“I understand!”
While Aute was happy, Ian was hammering the marble that Bakbare had received from the territory with a chisel.
Some of the Class B students who were watching it couldn’t help but admire it.
“Wow. Is that Pensilian?”
“If you’re talking about the saint of the Order of the Moon, then that’s right.”
“Hey! Ian!”
As he stopped his hand and looked at the statue here and there, Blenche threw him a drink can.
While he was drinking it, Aranse walked over from afar.
“Are you here again?”
“What’s going on?”
He held out a scroll and said.
“The Imperial Academy is about to arrive.”
Everyone who heard those words asked nervously.
“Who’s coming?”
Aranse gave a bitter smile.
“As I knew in advance, Viscount Bilfroth Kalin is leading….”
“Not that. Who’s the representative?”
When Haryun asked, he answered calmly.
“Osnenn Rud Blad.”