I Became a Mythical-Tier Tamer Due To A System Error Chapter 89

After the opening ceremony ended, in front of the Main Building.

Amidst the large crowd, I was walking while flipping through the booklet handed out by the academy.

Grab!

At that moment, someone seized my clothes.

“Villed.”

Lapin.

And sticking right beside Lapin, holding her hand, was Arowell.

Lapin held onto my clothes, pushing through the crowd as if unwilling to let go again.

‘Just as I thought. Same as always.’

Somehow, Lapin had figured out where I was and brought Arowell along, holding her hand.

“During the opening ceremony, the seats filled up too quickly……. Where were you, Villed?”

“There weren’t any seats left. I had no choice but to stay in the back.”

When I answered, Arowell gave an awkward smile as if regretful.

Then, glancing at the booklet I was holding, she seemed to remember something and replied.

“Ah, right. There’s a lecture orientation a little later. Let’s go together!”

“Sure.”

I nodded in response.

It was time for the explanation of the lecture’s curriculum.

According to the booklet, the lecture orientation to be held twenty minutes later was for the 1st-year mandatory course, ‘Understanding Basic Magic (2)’.

The instructor was Professor Hilda.

‘……We’ll be meeting again.’

I had already expected this since she was appointed as the successor to Professor Belzrover, who was in charge of the 1st years.

‘Still, something feels off.’

Like during the opening ceremony, when she had suddenly lifted my arm with magic.

I could sense that she was paying attention to me.

The reason was, of course, unknown.

‘Maybe I’d know if I tried talking to her. No, perhaps it’s better to avoid even that and just keep things cut off?’

I was lost in deep thought over this unexpected development.

“Villed! Lapin!”

A familiar voice.

Karin, having spotted me, came over.

Arowell looked at Karin and greeted her with a bright smile.

“Hello.”

“……Ah, hi.”

Karin looked at Arowell, hesitated a little, then gave a nod.

The next schedule was the orientation for the Introduction to Basic Magic lecture.

“You’re on your way to class, right? Mind if I join you?”

When Karin asked while glancing at Arowell, I gave a light nod.

“I don’t mind.”

Since we were heading the same way, there was no reason to refuse.

After walking for a while—

“Come join the Alchemy Department if you love research or aspire to be a scholar!”

“If you prefer crafting and processing, the Hephaestus Department is for you!”

In front of the Main Building, upperclassmen were waving placards and shouting at the top of their lungs.

Dozens of departments were promoting themselves here.

Since the decision for the 1st-years’ majors was only four months away, each department was advertising actively.

“If your goal is to become the greatest swordsman of the continent, join the Blue Ivory Knights!”

A man in a blue cape shouted vigorously.

Next to him, a cadet in a red cape raised his voice even louder.

“Those weaklings who rely on mana can’t be called swordsmen. True knights are defined by pure physical might! If you have talent in swordsmanship, come to the Red Hawk Knights!”

“Don’t be fooled by outdated swordsmanship—join the Blue Ivory Knights with the new school!”

“What did you say, you fake bastard?”

The man in the red cape snapped irritably at the one in the blue cape.

“Let’s settle this with facts. Among last year’s graduates, didn’t the Blue Ivory have a higher appointment rate to the Imperial Knights than the Red Hawks?”

“It’s not about numbers, it’s about peaks. Far more Imperial Knight Commanders have come from the Red Hawks.”

“No matter what you say, it won’t be resolved. Let’s just settle it with swords.”

“Fine by me.”

“Hey, knock it off before I have to report you!”

As the Blue Capes and Red Capes growled at each other, other upperclassmen had to step in to break them up.

The Blue Ivory Knights trained in both sword and magic, becoming magic swordsmen.

The Red Hawk Knights focused far more on swordsmanship than magic, raising pure swordsmen.

As traditional rivals, they had never gotten along.

Their records and scale were neck-and-neck, which made things worse.

‘……So there are some departments not doing promotions here.’

The only ones absent were the three elite departments.

The most representative of the elite was ‘Hawkeye’.

Hawkeye was the department for training commanders, focusing on tactics.

After graduation, its students were guaranteed official positions in the Empire and command of a unit as appointed commanders.

Only students with the highest grades could choose that department.

‘The entrants to Hawkeye are all Imperial nobles. Its upper-level departments, Alkymia and Finders, don’t need to bother with promotion at all.’

Moreover, being called the top-class departments, their pride was also high.

“I’m going to Alchemy. Villed, which department are you applying for?”

Karin suddenly asked.

“……Well.”

I shrugged as if I didn’t know.

But the department I wanted was already decided.

‘Let’s go with Common Magic.’

The two most basic departments in the academy were Combat Magic and Common Magic.

‘Even with low grades, you can get into Combat Magic or Common Magic. Especially Common Magic doesn’t involve much practical combat, so it’s convenient.’

I thought it would be best to graduate easily from the most comfortable department.

While walking past the promotion booths, a voice caught my ear.

“If you are interested in healing and earnestly wish to serve God, please come to the Briarflower Monastery.”

A sweet voice, almost like singing.

Turning my gaze that way, I saw a cadet in a nun’s habit.

Light blonde hair.

A modest and graceful demeanor.

Even her faint smile looked sacred and benevolent.

“Ah, unni!”

Arowell spotted the nun, waved high, and shouted.

“Sister Angela!”

“……Arowell!”

The nun came toward us.

Then she took both of Arowell’s hands and smiled brightly.

“Congratulations on skipping a grade this time!”

“It’s all thanks to you. Were you promoting here?”

“Yes, if we want lots of new entrants next year, we have to work hard.”

“You must be busy with prayers, but you’re even involved with recruitment……. You really are a strong candidate for Saintess. I admire you!”

“Oh, stop that. I’m still lacking.”

After chatting warmly with Arowell, the nun slowly turned her gaze to me.

“……”

When her eyes met mine, her expression stiffened for a moment.

Then she stared at me silently for quite a while.

‘……Did she get scared?’

I was used to situations like this.

As usual, I kept my mouth shut.

“You are……”

The nun carefully opened her mouth, but Arowell hurried to answer, a little flustered.

“Sister Angela, this is Mr. Villed……”

Arowell seemed unsure how to explain me.

Just then—grab!—the nun clasped my hands with both of hers.

“Brother Villed of the Dedenkman Territory!”

A radiant smile spread across her face.

She looked overjoyed.

……But why?

“Ah, how could this be? This is destiny. This must be God’s guidance!”

The modest demeanor from a moment ago vanished, and suddenly she became very forward.

Seeing that bright face, I felt a bit bewildered.

‘Why is she acting like this toward me……?’

Everyone usually avoided Villed.

‘Is it because she believes so firmly in God’s protection that she’s lost all fear?’

Instead of avoiding me, this nun welcomed me eagerly.

And what she said next was even more absurd.

“I’ve already heard much about you. Brother, you are a sinner who has committed far too many sins.”

Clutching my hands tightly, she continued without pause.

“Therefore, you must wash those sins clean!”

Looking at her eyes that sparkled almost excessively, I thought—

‘This is trouble.’

It was my first time experiencing this, but somehow it felt familiar.

Like when people on the streets with “blessed faces” asked if I knew the Way.

It was sure to become bothersome, just like then.

I had to escape this situation.

“This is no time to waste. Time is urgent. Let’s go to the monastery at once!”

She tried to pull me along, but I stood firm, unmoving.

“……Brother Villed!”

When her strength didn’t work, the nun ended up grabbing both of my arms.

And loud enough for everyone around to hear, she shouted.

“Now, let’s repent!”

The nun clung tightly to my hands, desperately trying not to let go.

‘Adrian Angela.’

That was her name.

‘……She wasn’t a main character, but she did show up in the story from time to time.’

A devout believer, known as the senior and representative of the Briarflower Monastery, and a strong candidate for Saintess.

‘When a character revived, they would wake up at the Briarflower Monastery. Anyway, she was a character that left an impression on any player.’

She had little direct involvement in the story, but was a familiar face.

‘But then, what’s the reason for taking an interest in me?’

There was absolutely no connection between Villed and this nun.

And it was strange that she not only labeled me as a villain but seemed to welcome that fact.

I couldn’t understand it.

Angela held my hands and came closer.

“Is repentance difficult for you? Don’t worry. All you need to do is repeat after me. So let’s quickly go to the monastery……”

“Um…… s-senior!”

Karin, who had been watching beside me, gathered her courage and shouted.

“I-I understand your good intentions, but still…… if you force it like that……!”

Hesitant but raising her voice, Karin protested.

“……”

Angela seemed to understand her meaning and quietly released my hands.

“……Hmm. Was I being a bit too forceful? My apologies.”

Angela cleared her throat, then spoke again in a calmer tone.

“It’s not by force. But I can see it clearly. Brother Villed, you must repent.”

Even as I glared sharply at her, Angela didn’t look away.

Instead, she began to smile brightly.

“Even if you do not repent, at the very least, I want to introduce you to our Briarflower Monastery.”

After listening to everything she said, I gave a short sigh and replied.

“……Let’s do that another time.”

Hearing my answer, Angela nodded.

Then, clasping my hands with both of hers—

“Brother.”

Her eyes bore into mine so intensely it felt burdensome.

“I will be waiting for you to come repent.”

She squeezed my hands firmly, greeted me, and walked away.

Karin wiped the cold sweat off her forehead as she watched Angela’s back.

“That senior looks so modest, but she’s really overwhelming……”

“Ahaha……”

Arowell scratched her cheek with an awkward smile, embarrassed by her sister’s boldness.

“You don’t look very surprised, do you? Your face is still the same.”

Karin blinked as she looked closely at my expression.

‘……No, I was a little unsettled too.’

But maybe because of my ingrained habits, no emotion showed outwardly.

I walked on silently.

Yet I couldn’t shake the feeling in the back of my mind.

It didn’t feel like that nun’s connection with me would end here.

A bad premonition stirred……

Yggdrasil Luminous Hall.

The third floor’s large lecture hall.

It was wide enough to accommodate all the first-year students.

It was the same classroom used last semester for ‘Understanding Basic Magic (1)’.

The place, the students sitting there—

Everything was the same.

The only difference was……

“Hello!”

The professor in charge of the lecture.

“It’s my first lecture, so I’m a little nervous……! I’ll be in your care. I’ll explain this semester’s curriculum.”

Professor Hilda Annebrier.

Her voice trembled slightly, but she continued explaining gently and clearly.

“If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

“Professor, I have a question.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

The Q&A flowed smoothly.

She explained what we would be learning this semester, what goals we should set.

Even as a new professor, I could tell she had prepared thoroughly.

‘The other students don’t seem to doubt her either.’

In a prestigious academy like this, there were always students with sky-high pride.

It was a situation where they could easily look down on a new professor, but no one spoke rudely or raised objections.

“……Alright, if there are no more questions, let’s end the session here. You may all go for today. See you next week!”

Students rose en masse from their seats.

Sitting in the back row, I waited until the crowd had left.

At that moment, my eyes met Hilda’s by chance.

And then, her dainty steps began to move.

‘……No way?’

It felt like Hilda was coming toward me.

……No.

She was definitely heading straight for me.

Tap, tap……

Her footsteps stopped right in front of me.

“Student Villed.”

Hilda looked down at me with a gentle smile.

“Shall we have a little chat?”