Large-scale Magic Circle.
This is referred to as the so-called [Large-scale Magic Circle], and it has a performance that slightly differs from its name.
The size itself isn’t that large, but the area it affects easily surpasses several dozen or even hundreds of meters, influencing the entire battlefield.
Of course, the cost in-game is substantial, proportional to its size.
The materials required consist of top-quality magic stones, vast basic magical power, and although the area is small in comparison, the size of the site used is immense.
Additionally, there’s the required number of wizards.
None of these elements are easily manageable.
However, I tested the potential because she is none other than ‘Charlotte.’
Normally, I would have chosen a different method, but if this method is possible, I must use it to the fullest.
“Is it… possible?”
“Really?”
And then came the positive answer.
This is a clear advantage.
Currently, I am in a situation where I have ordered the doomsayers to gather the students in one place as much as possible.
Naturally, this action is useless.
With the numerous faculty already present inside the academy, as long as they’re all together, a problem will never arise unless the end itself descends.
Gathering the faculty in advance and attacking the remaining students is also impossible given the timing and situation.
What they are after is to create an incident somehow in the periphery, a central part that the faculty can’t reach, gathering many professors, while they aim for other places, trying to inflict maximum damage.
However, I only know the timing; I have no idea where they plan to strike.
In every game, it has changed each time, and directly asking could arouse suspicion.
“Is it possible, but… why me?”
“……..”
At this point, I contemplated for a moment.
Whether to tell Charlotte about the disaster that would happen in the future.
But the deliberation didn’t take long.
“In about a month, a group will attack the academy.”
“Eh? Really?”
Her eyes widen significantly.
She begins to tremble slightly upon hearing my words.
However, I do not consider the possibility of her being a doomsayer or anything of the sort.
In every scenario I have run, she has never been swayed by the doomsayers even once.
Before being swayed, she had spent nearly the whole day in the library, making it impossible for her to be noticed by them, which is my hypothesis.
That being said, she is not the type to casually share what she hears with those around her.
Especially not regarding something as significant as an invasion of the academy.
No, the fact that there aren’t any people around her to talk to is common knowledge…
“Well… why are you telling me… when there are other professors…?”
I answer Charlotte’s question with a straightforward sentence.
“…Because I trust you.”
“…….. Oh…!”
This was sincere.
In a world where even no one can be fully trusted, she is practically the only one I can trust.
Even Noah and Philia Professor can’t be trusted completely.
There’s no 100%, and as a vessel, one has to suspect every situation, but living like that would surely lead to death from stress before getting killed by enemies.
Even so, if Charlotte is already brainwashed by the doomsayers?
‘Then it’s just ruined.’
I did my best, and I have no intention of doing anything more about a situation where she does not cooperate.
Doing my best means doing everything I can, after all.
“So… what should I do?”
“I hope you can cast protection magic over the entire academy at the time I mention.”
“The entire… academy?”
After hearing my words, she seems to ponder as she tilts her head slightly.
“Is there a problem?”
“Well… since the academy is quite large, it might take a bit longer to apply it to the whole thing…”
“How long will it take?”
“Um… a month? Or maybe about 3 weeks at the earliest… I’m sorry. It’s really… like I…
“That’s more than enough help! Sounds good!”
Seeing a gloomy Charlotte, I quickly offer encouragement.
Charlotte seemed to have lower stats in terms of mental strength, which was a common occurrence, so she was used to it.
It’s cutting it close time-wise, but with this, there should be a way to set up defenses around the academy.
Before the approaching doomsayers can kill the students, the professors should arrive first.
What worries me, though, is the necessary materials…
“Do you need anything to make it?”
While ‘Charlotte’ can’t be expected to create something without any materials.
If needed, I’m willing to grind my body down to obtain the materials using game info.
However, the answer that came back was:
“No… just a few pens that don’t smudge easily in the rain or wind… And, thicker paper would be great…”
“That’s perfect.”
As expected, the efficiency of the late-game strongest character is remarkable.
I might have figured out why the developers kept Charlotte hidden.
“Eh…? Hehe…”
She seems shy about my compliment, scratching her head.
“Then, should we start now?”
“Ah, yes… It’ll take a bit, so please come when I need to use the magic circle… The range will be determined by how well it’s completed.”
“Once again, thank you so much, Charlotte.”
“Uh… could you… call me… a friend?”
“Oh, friend.”
“Hehehe!!”
Indeed, I have never seen anyone as pure as Charlotte.
Untainted innocence.
I am sure if Charlotte had been discovered by players, tons of dark images would have circulated on the internet.
It’s strange how many people want to paint their colors over the canvas of someone pure.
Being pure is good just the way it is.
Therefore, I do worry about her getting bad friends later, but that’s not something I can take responsibility for.
For now, resolving the urgent issue comes first.
“Let me know if you need anything else.”
“Ah, yes…!!”
If there’s something like that, I will surely obtain it using illegal methods that I haven’t used so far, as long as I can avoid getting hurt.
If the academy falls, I can’t legally get regular check-ups.
After buying about ten thick papers and pens from nearby stores, I slowly drew something on the floor.
Fortunately, the money I received as a kickback from Isaac last time was still more than enough, allowing me to comfortably buy paper and pens.
If not, it could have been risky.
Indeed, you never know how things will turn out in this world.
Of course, if I had to do it again…
“Hmm… I think I would.”
100,000 won for one fight? I’d do it right away.
With that, I bid farewell to Charlotte and headed to Noah’s house this time.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
The mechanical sound that accompanies the pressing of buttons.
Beep! Clank!
As the door opens, the scenery inside Noah’s house greets me.
I was able to enter because I had given food last time and shared the password.
It felt a bit excessively friendly, but anyway, good is good, so I let it slide.
“Is she not here?”
Unfortunately, today, the blue-haired Noah who is often fluttering around wasn’t visible.
She probably has much more classwork being a second-year.
Or maybe she has something else to do.
But my reason for visiting wasn’t about her, anyway.
‘I ran out of food.’
I had taken four servings of curry porridge, but I was so hungry that I ended up consuming them all in three days.
Clunk.
When I opened the refrigerator, a pot of curry porridge appeared along with the cool air.
It seemed to me that the quantity had increased because it was filled to a similar mark as last time.
“Curry porridge is divine…!”
To think that such an efficient food exists.
Moreover, with the greenery periodically providing dietary fiber, isn’t that just perfect?
It’s usually eaten hot, but eating it cold also gives it a pudding-like texture, which isn’t bad.
It could serve as an alternative snack even with alcohol, though by itself it may be lacking.
Munch munch.
“Mm…”
By the way, this has had this sour taste for a while now?
“It’s not spoiled… right?”
Since it had been kept in the fridge, I believed that if it still has that sour taste, it probably isn’t spoiled and shoved about a lunch’s worth into my belly.
Even if it were spoiled, I wouldn’t throw away such a precious meal.
I believed I’d be fine getting treated at the academy hospital later, taking a week’s worth all at once as I stepped outside Noah’s house.
“Oh.”
“What?”
And then I spotted someone by the door.
“Yoon… Si-woo?”
Why is he here?
Is his house nearby? No, even so, what are the odds he’s standing exactly in front of this floor’s door?
My mind races.
In front of Noah’s house.
Standing there is Yoon Si-woo.
And the single conclusion emerges.
“Stalker?”
“Ah, no, it’s not that…!”
Yoon Si-woo… this guy was much more dangerous than I thought!
Could he be trying to stalk me to find out about Noah’s house?
“You crazy bastard!”
“It’s not that!”
Yoon Si-woo’s face turned pale, but I ignored him and slammed the door shut, escaping.
Stalking a presumed doomsayer? What a world.
“Ahhh!! It’s not like that!”
I could hear him shouting from behind, but I blocked my ears and ran back home.
