At first…I thought it was some kind of illusion.
The reason such a thing was possible during the special test was thanks to the barrier created by Artia, the Yellow Dragon, a 5-star summon, and the artifacts worn by dozens of mages and cadets.
If something like that could be implemented with a single scroll, then the Empire’s mages wouldn’t have been so foolish as to endure so much trouble.
Then came the second possibility: something was imprisoning me here and mimicking me outside.
I tried to summon Theresia and Empress, just in case. However, as if something had seized control of my body in that brief moment, the other two summons did not appear.
“This is a big deal…”
At that moment, Anna had no way of knowing the “me” outside wasn’t truly me.
This also meant that Theresia and Empress hadn’t noticed the change. If the 3-star and 4-star summons continued to follow their master’s orders, they would engage in a massacre…
“It’s a catastrophe.”
Of course, there were many 4-star summoners in the academy, and 3-star summoners were as common as pebbles on the roadside.
They likely couldn’t have imagined that a cadet would suddenly betray them and attack. Even in the game, Dinua had been heartbroken by betrayal and unable to resist.
It was best to get out of here quickly to avoid a similar outcome.
“Anna.”
“Yes, Master.”
“This is a gift.”
I retrieved her badge from my inventory and handed it to her. It was the insignia of a saintess, the one she had worn proudly when leading my comrades from the forefront.
Seeing it, Anna’s eyes widened in surprise before she looked up at me.
“No, this is…”
“Were you upset that you didn’t receive a gift? I’m sorry for that.”
“… No, Master. I really… thank you very much.”
Half-weeping, Anna placed the badge around her neck. The badge transformed into a magnificent cloak, and Anna, now feeling stronger than ever, gave me a confident smile.
“Master, give the order.”
“Alright, Anna. Right away… get me out of here.”
“All right.”
[Oh God.]
[Save us.]
[Special Skill: Wish]
***
[Dinua’s POV]
Honestly, she had no intention of using the scroll. No matter how reliable its performance seemed, it was a gift from a demon.
Dinua, who had torn the scroll, rushed toward Cadet Ian in alarm.
“Hey, Ian! Are you okay?”
Engulfed by the dark energy unleashed by the scroll, Ian remained standing.
Dinua, lowering her head, looked at him worriedly.
Fortunately, Ian responded with a calm smile—one not often seen.
“Of course, Senior.”
“Thank goodness! I knew you’d be okay…”
“Did you think something like that could harm me?”
Dinua lowered her head and began to cry. Ian stepped closer, gently wrapping his arms around her. He began to stroke her hair, offering comfort.
Startled, Dinua cautiously accepted his hand.
‘Ah, this is it,’ she thought. ‘This is what I’ve been hoping for.’
The demon had claimed the scroll would reveal the true intentions of the other person. Seeing Ian act this way, Dinua couldn’t help but believe he cared deeply for her.
‘I want to see his face.’
With that thought, she carefully raised her head and gazed into Ian’s dark blue eyes.
“… Ian?”
“Why, Senior?”
After blinking a few times, she sighed in relief. His dark eyes had returned to their usual color.
Gathering her courage, Dinua softly asked, “Hey, Ian… What do you think of me?”
“What do you mean?”
“So… do you like me? Or love me?”
‘Yiaa~’ Dinua screamed internally, waiting for his response. It was the first time she had expressed her feelings so openly.
Her heart raced uncontrollably, threatening to burst from her chest.
“I love you, Senior Dinua.”
Thud!
Her heart skipped a beat.
‘Ian… he…’
Ian gently placed his hands on her shoulders, lifting her chin to meet his gaze.
“Senior, what do you think of me?”
“I, I… me?”
“Yes, Senior.”
Her mind spiraled into chaos, unable to form words. She had confessed, but now she was paralyzed.
“I… me too.”
“Then, Senior, could you grant me one request?”
“Yes… anything.”
Watching her nod, Ian leaned closer and whispered into her ear, “You have to kill people. Are you okay with that?”
Dinua froze. Looking up at Ian, she found him staring down at her, his expression tinged with disappointment—as if he doubted she could do it.
The thought of disappointing him terrified her. Ethics and morals suddenly felt so trivial…
“… Yes, if it’s your request.”
And so, she made a choice she should never have made.
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what a shame, she’s been disappointing a lot lately…