Surviving as the Academy’s Weakest NPC-Chapter 49 : Chapter 49

Chapter 49
After Lerwon, who became a monster, ravaged the Academy, the story of Part 2 revolved around the Church of Light, which worships Lucius as the one true god.
While all the Academy professors were massacred at Lerwon's hands, someone had to take responsibility, and all of it was pushed onto Lucian.
From the perspective of a user rooting for the protagonist, how much it made the back of my neck ache.
It was a chapter that made me even more furious because of Lucian's attitude, mumbling that if someone had to take responsibility, it should be him.
It was so annoying that the number of users got Than*sed. Meaning half of the users quit.
'Fel,' the new supporter, was the only hope for users who were on the verge of choking to death on sweet potatoes.
Fel, a novice priest of the Church, helped Lucian several times at crucial moments and earned some favor for himself.
That is, until we found out he was the Sword of Doctrine who had hidden his identity and approached him intentionally.
Some rotten noble accused the hero Lucian of being a heretic, and in the process, it was revealed that Fel was not just a novice priest but the Sword of Doctrine, the leader of the Heretic Inquisitors.
Seeing Fel appear not with light gray eyes, but with eyes that shone a completely pure white, the blow to the back of my head was so severe it was enough to give me a stiff neck.
When I saw the post that had collected all the foreshadowing clues that Fel was the Sword of Doctrine, I really wanted to smash my forehead on my desk.
“What’s wrong? Do you know him by any chance?”
“Cian, I generally don’t know anyone.”
How could ‘Theo,’ who had been lying in bed for over 10 years, possibly know a transfer student who had just transferred in?
If I hadn't been a possessor who knew this world, I would have surely taken a liking to Fel.
It would be surprising enough for a seventeen-year-old to become a Heretic Inquisitor, but he's even their leader, the Sword of Doctrine? It was truly a joke I couldn't even laugh at.
It was only possible because Ferdiel was an overpowered character with all sorts of settings plastered onto him and came from the Levian family, which had produced Popes for generations.
It was fun using him as an overpowered character when he was released as a limited edition. That is, until he appeared before my eyes as a disaster.
“Who was that person from earlier?”
“He’s a transfer student.”
Lucian’s eyes sparkled with interest.
“In reality, though, he’s the Sword of Doctrine in the guise of a transfer student.”
Since I’d already lied about having a prophetic dream, there was no reason to hide the truth.
Even though he could be frustrating at times, he wasn't just a soft sweet potato with a mushy side.
“The Sword of Doctrine? Could you mean the one I’m thinking of─”
“Yes, the head of the Heretic Inquisitors within the Church.”
“Why on earth is that person here?”
“Because he suspects me of being a heretic?”
Lucian’s mouth fell slightly open at my questioning reply.
“Where on earth are you going?!”
I did make a contract with a demon, after all.
This was a secret I had to take to the grave, and according to Albedo, “No one but Lucius could ever notice the contract between you and me,” so I could worry a little less about that.
However, we had another problem.
“The moment they find out about Lerwon-sunbae, it’ll be a disaster.”
No matter what anyone says, sunbae broke a taboo set by god.
I don’t know about other things, but sunbae, at the very least, must not be discovered.
“So that’s why you’re in a hurry.”
“Yeah.”
The moment he’s discovered, it’s not just me who’s ruined, but Zephyros and Lucian will all be ruined in a chain reaction.
It might turn into an even bigger mess than the original storyline. Back then, Lerwon at least died, but now he’s alive and well, and there’s plenty to take issue with.
“I’m starting to think I shouldn't have told you guys.”
“It’s better to be involved knowing something than knowing nothing at all.”
“You think Zephyros would think so too?”
“He might get a little mad… but anyway, if he was the type to bail, he would have done it long ago.”
Especially when he found out that Lerwon had committed a taboo, he would have cut ties if he were going to. The fact that he didn't meant he had his own sense of loyalty.
But the sudden infiltration of the Sword of Doctrine must be an emergency he didn't expect. My vision suddenly blurred.
“Are you okay? You don’t look well. Is it because of that prophetic dream and the future changing so much?”
“Ah, yeah.”
Did it just change?
It went so far beyond my imagination that it would be no exaggeration to say the future I knew was now completely gone.
Even so, the basic settings and characters’ backstories I knew wouldn't be completely overturned, so that was my asset.
“I didn't know the future would change this quickly.”
“This changed future, is it in a negative direction?”
I answered Lucian's question firmly.
“It’s a more positive direction than you can imagine.”
Unexpected things had happened over and over, so this was more than I could ask for.
“Then that means you did a good job.”
“That may be true, but.”
To say I achieved it entirely with my own strength…. I glanced at the system window I had discreetly opened. After clearing the main quest once, the system had been silent ever since.
That was precisely why I was anxious. I couldn’t even fathom what the whimsical, god-like system would do next.
“Then there’s no problem.”
Lucian said so with a confident voice, without a hint of wavering.
How absurd. I was doing all this to prepare for the horrible future you’re about to walk into, yet the person in question was not just calm but relaxed. The suffocating trust made my fingertips tingle.
Is he really a madman? That’s why he always trusts people he shouldn't, gets stabbed in the back, and shoves sweet potatoes down his throat.
“Even among friends, people don’t usually trust someone like you do.”
“Is that so?”
“Don’t smile. I’ll get attached.”
“Thank you.”
This was all I could manage to say.
Even if I can’t lay flowers on the path ahead of you, I’ll at least try to make sure there are no thorns.
* * *
Although a new problem had arrived, the festival was held.
And now, I was facing a crisis in many ways.
“Fel has a problem with his eyesight, so Theo, could you give him a tour?”
Of all things, Professor Artemia entrusted me with giving ‘Fel’ a tour of the Academy.
Why? Was it something like, you’re both physically weak, so you should get along?
However, a refusal didn't come easily.
It was as if someone was whispering in my ear, saying, ‘How many times has Professor Artemia used healing magic on you? Are you going to refuse such a small favor?’
Grrrrrgh, damn it!
“Of course.”
I swallowed back a tear and left the infirmary.
“My name is Theo Lisitoel.”
“I’m Fel. You can just speak comfortably with me too.”
The same half-hearted alias he used in the original storyline came up again, and it automatically took my breath away.
As my expression subtly changed, Fel asked with a gentle smile.
“Why? Is it because I don’t have a surname?”
“No, it’s not that.”
In a world where even commoners were properly given surnames, not having one meant you were an orphan who didn’t even know your parents. For reference, a prime example of such a person was Lucian.
“I just thought it was a good name.”
To make me out to be a person who discriminates against others based on their status with a beaming smile, he’s really no ordinary person.
Barely holding back my expression from souring, I left the building where the infirmary was located.
I have to avoid the disaster of running into Lerwon during the tour. In any case, I told Zephyros yesterday that the Sword of Doctrine himself had descended upon us, so he should know to avoid him.
“You transferred too, like me? Ah, you can speak comfortably. I transferred as a first-year too, anyway.”
“Even so, you’re a year older.”
“Why be so old-fashioned? I told you to just be comfortable.”
No, I’m the one who’s uncomfortable. I feel like I’m tap-dancing on a bed of thorns. Is there something like a calming pill here?
“If you insist. I’ll speak comfortably from now on.”
Barely calming my anxiety, I gave a tour of the Academy. The last stop was the dormitory.
“You live in the dorms?”
“Yeah.”
“You must not have a roommate, then?”
Since transferring was not as common as enrolling, in the case of the dorms, after the initial room assignments were finished, the spare rooms were assigned in order to students who transferred in later.
Weren't Lucian and I grouped together for the simple reason that we transferred at the same time? Damn it, now that I think about it, that seems to be when my path of suffering began.
“I was supposed to share a room with a sunbae named Lerwon, but he told me to live alone because something came up.”
Goddamn! This is an emergency!!!
A red light blared loudly in my head.
I had hoped he wouldn’t even know of Lerwon’s existence until he left the Academy.
But since the reason Ferdiel came to suspect me was related to Iris anyway, Lerwon was inseparable from it all.
Let’s not get too anxious. It might… actually arouse suspicion.
“You know, Theo.”
Why do you call someone’s name so meaningfully?
I swallowed the words that were about to jump out of my throat and looked at Fel.
“Since we’ve gotten closer, there’s something I have to tell you.”
“What… do I need to know?”
“I have bad eyesight, so I rely on senses other than my vision.”
It’s not that your eyesight is bad, you’ve lost it completely.
Instead, you can probably see special things that ordinary people can’t.
“People say they read emotions with their eyes. Since that’s difficult for me, I listen to heartbeats.”
“So?”
“Theo, your pulse has been slightly off this whole time. It’s a common reaction I feel from people who are hiding something.”
…You’ve got to be kidding me. I barely swallowed a silent scream.
Even though he disappeared for two years, he’s still the Sword of Doctrine and a Heretic Inquisitor, is that it?
Controlling one's heartbeat is an impossible feat for a normal human. Lerwon or Zephyros could do it, but since I wasn't that kind of monster, I decided to borrow a special power.
I pulled my hand back and used the ‘I Am the Writer’ skill.
「Control heartbeat as desired」
With a sensation of my heart tightening slightly, it began to be controlled by my will, just as I had written.
I still kept my heart beating fast. If I suddenly calmed down, a person like Ferdiel would become even more suspicious.
“You know.”
I looked around as if to share a secret and moved closer to Ferdiel.
My heart, which felt like it was beating 200 times per second, gradually slowed its pace.
“Actually, your eyes, you can barely see, right?”
“Huh?”
“It just seemed that way. I was wondering if my guess was right. But anyway, I’ve already been rude once, so.”
I scratched my head foolishly.
I am Lucian, I am Lucian.
After repeating the self-suggestion a few times, I let out an innocent laugh, haha—.
“Sorry if I was mistaken.”
“Haha, you caught me. It’s true I can’t see anything. But I’m used to it, so it’s okay.”
“I knew it, right? Is it a secret from the other kids?”
“I’d appreciate it if it was, is that possible?”
“I’ll never tell anyone!”
That was really dangerous. I might have to use the writer skill every time I meet Ferdiel from now on.
As the tour was over, Ferdiel, who was about to return to his room first, stopped in his tracks and turned his body halfway around.
“Could you show me around Riedenfeld later too?”
“Why there?”
“The professor told me I can get daily necessities there. But you’re the only person I can ask, so I wanted to ask you. Would that be okay?”
This is what we call digging your own grave, right?
My mouth hung open for a moment before I nodded my head vigorously.
“Why even ask for something like that. Just trust me and leave it to me.”
Right. It was better to keep him by my side and prevent him from running into Lerwon.
That’s a hundred, a thousand times better. …Right?
For some reason, I felt like I was about to cry.
Ha, hahaha.