Talking to Anglachel would be a waste of time. Instead of wasting time, Gisele questioned the person in charge.
“Wodanaz, weren’t you supposed to be looking after them? What is Alpha talking about?”
“Looking after who?! We’re just hanging out together!”
Anglachel got annoyed.
Wodanaz had helped him escape, defeated enemies, gathered the students, secured a secret hideout, and even earned and distributed gold coins. But that was just them hanging out as friends. Wodanaz hadn’t been looking after him.
Someone might misunderstand.
“Honestly, you were looking after him. You have no shame!”
“I also think you were looking after him. You are unbelievable.”
“I didn’t go with you, but based on how he usually acts, I’d say you were looking after him…”
Unlike the Watcher’s Club, the second-year students of Einroguard didn’t reveal who they were.
People like Ethan and Gisele could roughly guess who was who by their handwriting, but Anglachel couldn’t.
“Wh-who is it? Maybe Dalcard is changing his handwriting on his own?”
“Asan isn’t even here, Anglachel. More importantly, did you really run away to watch a Quidditch match?”
Anglachel didn’t answer Ethan’s question. Gisele sighed deeply.
“I should have broken his legs when he was bragging about leaving, to stop him from doing anything stupid.”
“That’s a bit harsh, isn’t it, Wodanaz!?”
“I’m Moradi, you idiot.”
“…That’s a bit harsh, isn’t it, Moradi?”
“What’s so harsh about it? You’re supposed to be finishing the >Amulet of Healing< this semester. Are you planning to finish it in the detention room?” “Yeah.” “…Wodanaz, could you break that guy’s legs for me?” “As I said, it’s difficult since he’s already run away. He’s not in front of me.” “Ah, no. I’m serious, you know!!” Anglachel seriously argued. Even if he went to the detention room after running away, he could still achieve his goal by diligently practicing magic there, couldn’t he? Of course, Ethan and Gisele were doubtful. “The detention room isn’t exactly a good place for learning magic. Especially not for Anglachel.” “What’s he going to do when he doesn’t even do it on his own when he’s in the tower?” “I also think that’s a really silly idea…” Attacked not only by the two of them but also by other friends, Anglachel eventually gave up and shouted. “I don’t need any of it! And I’ve already run away. I’m going to watch Quidditch and then go back. No one can stop me.” “Do what you want then. Just don’t be surprised if someone sets fire to your stuff and your box.” “…Ah… That doesn’t work. Those threats don’t work.” “Hey, Moradi, instead of burning it, can’t you give it to me?” “Should I?” “Wodanaz! Hey! Are you really going to do this?!” “Anglachel, come back now. And Quidditch matches aren’t that fun anyway. The players aren’t that great either.” “Wodanaz, no matter how much you helped me escape this time…” “And defeated the enemies.” “And gathered the students in one place.” “And found a place to stay and created a source of income.” “…Anyway, those insults won’t work! I’m going to watch the Einroguard Quidditch Club play with my own eyes! See you all later! I’m off!” With those last words, Anglachel disappeared. He really must have covered himself with the magic item. “Anglachel, I’m the one who’s going to be playing in the Quidditch match. The Quidditch Club isn’t in good shape. There’s no reason to come and see a terrible game… Anglachel? Did he really leave?” “Looks like he’s gone. He already put the magic item in his pocket.” “Salco, did you used to like Quidditch too? I didn’t know you’d run away with Anglachel.” “I wanted to see the stadium in person.” “I see. If that’s the case, I understand. I hope it’s worth going to the detention room. I’ll bring you some food later.” “Thanks, Wodanaz.” ‘Am I the only one who thinks it’s strange that Wodanaz is playing as a starter for the Quidditch Club?’ Gisele was confused inside the school. What on earth happened outside that everyone’s just agreeing with it? Grrrr! Kerk-kerk! Kerk! Keee-eek! The complex and diverse cries of monsters, rarely heard in normal times. Instead of running away or screaming at the sounds coming from afar, the citizens of Granden City smiled happily. “The Quidditch match is soon!” “Is that a griffin I hear?! Is there a match with a griffin?!” “There’s no way. It’s probably an eagle-type monster. A griffin isn’t a wyvern.” Before a large Quidditch match, the surrounding area was usually filled with such diverse cries. If those cries weren’t heard and only the sounds of horses were, it was more likely to be an ordinary and boring Quidditch match. “Ugh. Here we go again. What’s so great about those noisy beasts?” “Ah! The Empire has fallen. They care about nothing but bread and Quidditch!” Some citizens showed negative reactions to the Quidditch match, but it didn’t affect the overall trend. Most people loved Quidditch. “Originally, it started as a match where people risked their lives against each other, but it changed to a match where people and monsters risked their lives for a more thrilling fight, and eventually evolved into the current form where people ride monsters and fight.” Ethan, who was constantly receiving a quick lesson, made an unsure look after hearing about the history of Quidditch. I don’t think I need to memorize this… “The rules of Quidditch vary by region and situation. The largest Quidditch match was the Eastern Great Quidditch Match 41 years ago. This Quidditch match, which pitted city against city, had goals in each other’s cities and involved hundreds of people. Over a hundred people had broken bones and cracked skulls in this match, which eventually ended in a draw because the ball disappeared…” “Is there any immediately usable trick or shortcut?” “…Should I explain that first?” Arion asked with a hopeful heart. He was from the Wodanaz family, so he might want a trick or cheat… “Yes!” ‘I knew it!’ Arion deeply regretted guessing what the other person was thinking and took out another book. >99 Quidditch Cheats<. “Originally, hitting above the shoulder or using magic or fighting with magic is prohibited, but there are ways to avoid being caught by the judge…” “Indeed. Indeed.” Ethan listened with several times the concentration he had shown earlier. No matter how he thought about it, it seemed like the only way to face outstanding formal players with pure skill was through cheating. Piiii! A sharp bird cry was heard in the distance. It was the pre-arranged gathering signal for the Einroguard Quidditch Club. “Ah. I think I have to go.” “Good luck, young master!” Ethan hurried away, receiving their send-off. In fact, even without such sounds or signals, the Einroguard Quidditch Club was easy to find. All you had to do was find the noisiest and most loud group in Einroguard. The magicians, with their magically shrunk cages or giant cages packed tightly behind carts, and decorated with various animal furs and feathers as decorations, were noticeable anywhere. “It’s the Einroguard Quidditch players!” “Good luck! I’m rooting for you! But please do well!” “Where’s Kimbelden? He was the only one who played Quidditch like a human being.” “Kimbelden graduated. Einroguard is a magic school, you know.” “Ah, no! Without him, there’s no one!” There were people cheering, but most of the shouts were filled with worry, insults, or complaints about how poorly they had been doing recently. Pushing through the noisy crowd, Ethan joined his club seniors. Carnella glared at the audience with blazing eyes and muttered. “These people who swallow when it’s sweet and spit when it’s bitter, who don’t even know what sincere support is… They stop cheering after just one or two bad years?” ‘Isn’t that normal?’ I think they’d stop cheering after losing a few games… Still, as a junior, Ethan tried to calm her down. “Calm down, senior. They’ll cheer again if we do well.” “They should cheer even if we don’t! Do you think I’m stupid enough to cheer for a family player who’s lost 100 times?!” ‘These Quidditch fans are really annoying.’ Ethan would rather meet a magic fanatic again. They were both just as hard to talk to, but at least Ethan was interested in magic. “Junior… I’m relying on you. You have to play the role of a new attacker who is better than Kimbelden. You have to destroy and beat the other players. You have to make them scared just by looking at your eyes. You have to make them fear even your shadow…” “But aren’t there any other second-year students?” Ethan looked around and realized something was strange. None of the second-year students were among those who had gone out. “Huh? Uh.” “…Why?” “Usually, second-year students don’t have useful mounts, and they lack experience… Ah! Junior, you don’t have to worry. In your case, I personally persuaded the others.” “…Why go that far…” It was rare for second-year students to participate in Quidditch Club matches. The Quidditch Club students weren’t so ruthless as to send out inexperienced juniors just to get them hurt, especially considering the mounts. However, Carnella was someone who could swing a Quidditch bat at the Headmaster’s skull if it meant winning. To Carnella, Ethan wasn’t a second-year student. He was an outstanding potential attacker capable of riding griffins, unicorns, basilisks, and, if nothing else works, even a mountain-destroying sheep or a four-legged giant (although it was uncertain if arguing would work). “I just… believe in your talent.” ‘I’m not happy at all.’ Any other senior would have been a little moved, but Carnella’s eyes were very greedy. She probably wouldn’t care if Ethan got hit by a wyvern or a behemoth, as long as they won. “Hormashi, stop bothering Wodanaz.” “Senior Perse, I have never bothered Wodanaz. I was praising Wodanaz’s talent.” “Even if we’re short on players, I think it’s a bit dangerous to send out a second-year student…” Perse still seemed a bit worried, looking at Ethan once, then at Carnella, and then back at Ethan. Then, he sighed deeply. “Wodanaz, I guess you wouldn’t listen even if I tried to stop you.” “…Huh? No, you never tried to stop me…” Ethan couldn’t hold back any longer and said what he really felt at the unexpected words. He never tried to stop me, and now he’s saying that. However, Perse didn’t hear Ethan’s words and just said what he wanted to say. “Anyway, be careful. Wodanaz. No one except Carnella has any expectations of you beyond a certain point. Everyone knows the club’s situation.” Currently, the Einroguard Quidditch Club was weakened by several problems, such as good players leaving (graduating or disappearing) and animals running away. In this situation, the members weren’t too bold to rely completely on a second-year student who had just joined. Except for one person. “But be careful of Carnella. If you lose the match, stay away from her for a while.” Ethan quietly shook his head at the words that didn't help. Then, he took out >99 Quidditch Cheats< and started studying what he learned again. ‘Hmm… How to secretly use magic…’ These tricks seemed more effective than studying what he had learned in the Quidditch Club this semester. “That’s right. Wodanaz. I almost forgot.” Perse, who was about to go back to taking care of the mounts, called out to Ethan. “Is there anything wrong?” “It’s nothing much. Professor Garcia was looking for you. He said to go to him after the Quidditch match.” Ethan’s face became a little white.