Chapter 73: Treasure (part 2)

‘How dare you! To be part of the rumors that you’re engaged to the lady and you don’t even realize how lucky you are! And you even told my lady to put an end to these rumors immediately?’

‘This must be the kind of thought that others warned me against. The lady must be protected—she must be protected!’

“My Lady, I’ll handle the rumor immediately.”

“… Will you?”

“Yes. Of course.”

Subduing rumors was easy—it only became troublesome when it became too widespread. Once enough people knew, dispelling them would be quite troublesome.

More importantly…

“My Lady, please invite Young Master Ian.”

“Invite?”

“Yes. When a mistake is made, it is proper noble etiquette to invite the offended to a tea party and apologize.”

“Really!? Then I will invite him!”

Aire was so delighted that she ran off, insisting she would write an invitation for Ian. 

Meanwhile, as she headed to the dormitory with Aire, the maid mused over which kind of poison she might use when meeting Ian.

* * *

The fake news proclaiming that Aire Elnes and Ian Clark were engaged soon faded away. 

Initially, it had been a minor rumor circulating within the newspaper club and a few social circles—most cadets simply didn’t buy into it.

Of course, Ian didn’t truly care about the rumor. In fact, he found it advantageous that any cadet who questioned him would conveniently vanish afterward.

‘Annoying Syrah…’ he thought. 

Considering that even Noah was among them, it was clear how others viewed him. In their eyes, Ian was a rare casanova—charming every woman he encountered and somehow always managing to win their hearts.

“Does that make sense?” Ian murmured, embarrassed. 

What had he done? He didn’t have a girlfriend, yet the rumor that he had seduced a double-digit number of women infuriated him.

“I have work to do.”

After moving to the new dormitory, Ian was greatly impressed by its size. His previous room hadn’t been very small, but now he had a space comparable to an apartment. 

Entering the sparsely furnished room, he nonchalantly scattered the heirlooms he had received from Aire across the floor. Then he summoned his summon.

“Empress.”

In response, Empress appeared and tilted her head as she surveyed the heirlooms strewn about. 

“What is this, summoner?”

“Don’t you know about these?”

“Ah, that’s right—it appears only when one dies.”

Empress regarded the object with intense curiosity, as though seeing such an heirloom for the very first time. Ian frowned in confusion.

“… No, how can you not know this?”

“I learned about it through the present knowledge. I’ve never possessed anything like this before.”

“There was never anything like it?”

Ian wondered how someone from the generation of the First Emperor could be so unaware. 

In truth, heirlooms were divine gifts bestowed by God when the realm of mankind was gradually pushed back by demons—dating back to when the Demon King was first born. Perhaps it was better for her not to know too much; knowing less might prevent meddling.

Pointing at the heirlooms rolling on the floor, Ian commanded, “Break them all.”

“…break them? Aren’t the more useful intact?”

“It’s fine—I only took items that could be broken.”

More than the heirlooms themselves, Ian was fascinated by what might emerge once they were destroyed. He recalled the theories from many forums related to [Project Luna].  

Some said that since after using an heirloom, a soul stone would remain, the heirlooms might have soul stones within them. To be precise, after an unsuccessful summoning an heirloom transformed into a soul stone. Therefore, if the end result was the same, the process didn’t matter. 

Unfortunately, Ian lacked the soul power to activate all these heirlooms, leaving him with only one option: break them. 

By destroying an heirloom, the soul within would either ascend to heaven or coalesce into a soul stone as an energy source. After all, there was no harm in destroying all the 1-star heirlooms!

“Go, Empress! Destroy them all!”

“… No, isn’t this precious?”

Since summons never defied their summoner’s orders—Empress raised her wand. 

With a burst of physical force directed at the heirloom, it began to crack in an instant. As the light faded from the fractured relic, it transformed into a soul stone.

“Good!”

Triumphant in his theory, Ian burst into cheers as Empress continued breaking the heirlooms one by one. Once all were destroyed, Empress tilted her head and asked, “Summoner, what exactly is this?”

“Oh, you weren’t aware?” Ian replied, picking up one of the freshly made soul stones from the floor and holding it out. “This is the treasure that will save the world.”

With that, he directed the soul stone toward Empress.

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