“Okay, what do you want us to do?”
“I’ll give you something that can track me. . . . . . And I want you to follow me 15 minutes later.”
“Something that can track you?”
“Yes, I’ll get it ready soon.”
“I got it.”
“Oh, and let the boss know so that we can get his help if possible.”
“I’ll do that.”
After the meeting, Oswald secretly slipped out of the dormitory and headed to the headmaster’s office.
“What’s the matter, Student Oswald?”
“I need the Headmaster’s help.”
“What is it?”
“I need a tracker that cannot be detected by magic skills below the 8th circle.”
“I don’t know what you’re up to. . . But I don’t have the ability to do that, Student Oswald.”
Then Oswald spoke the headmaster’s real name in front of him and asked for help again.
“Aurei Dracunis, I need your help.”
At that moment, the headmaster, no, the gold dragon Aurei Dracunis, revealed his momentum and pressured Oswald.
“How interesting. I don’t think even the church knows about my identity?”
“I know.”
“Hoo, to be so calm even after receiving this much pressure. . . . . . Come to think of it, you have one more heart, Student Oswald. The power I feel from that heart is. . . A trace of the mythical era that I miss and long. . . . . . I don’t know how you got that heart, but I can tell that fate is on your side.”
“So can you help me?”
“If you tell me how you know me, I’ll help you.”
At those words, Oswald told him a partial truth, just as he had done with Gilgamesh and Valentine.
“Would you believe me if I said that I went back in time?”
“Oh. . . . . .”
“In the future, I became an archduke demon and fought the Headmaster.”
“That’s unexpected. An archduke demon. . . . . .”
Of course, he talked about the moment when he became an archduke demon as a different character, not Oswald.
“I regretted it. I wanted power and I had it. . . But I couldn’t protect a single thing that was precious to me. That’s why I came back.”
“Your words don’t seem to have any soul. . . But anyway, you seem to be telling the truth to some extent.”
At those words, Oswald was bewildered inside, but he quickly added one more joke.
“I. . . I didn’t say that I only went back in time once. Will you believe me now?”
“Hmm. . . . . . Okay, I’ll believe you. Just knowing that Student Oswald knows about me is enough for me to believe you. The only person in the world who knows that I’m living in disguise as a headmaster is the emperor. Not even Chaos knows, so of course I have no choice but to believe Student Oswald’s words.”
‘𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺? 𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦?’
“You look very wronged. . . Anyway, wait a minute.”
Aurei Dracunis disappears in a flash of light.
A moment later, when he reappeared, he was holding an old-looking greatsword in his hand.
“I told you I need a tracker, not a weapon?”
“You don’t seem to know what this is, so let me explain. Chronos left three holy swords in this world before he died. The first is the holy sword ‘Dawn’ that symbolizes the rising sun, the second is the holy sword ‘Dusk’ that symbolizes the setting sun, and the last is the moon holy sword ‘Moonlight’ that brightens the dark night.”
Only after hearing the explanation did Oswald realize what the greatsword that Aurei had brought out was.
“By any chance. . . The holy Moonlight Sword?”
“That’s right.”
“Indeed. . . . . .”
If someone who wasn’t chosen pulled it out, it was just an old greatsword, but if someone who was chosen pulled it out, a greatsword appeared that seemed to emit a graceful appearance, as if it was covered in a blue-green Milky Way.
In addition, if the greatsword’s scabbard was separated from the sword, it would emit light in the direction of the sword and the light would become stronger as it got closer. The only problem is. . . . . .
‘𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵.’
“Student Oswald, you can draw this moonlight, can’t you?”
In the game, you could handle the holy sword if you had holy power because you received player buffs. However, this was not a game world but a parallel world like a game world.
That’s why even if you have holy power, you are faced with the problem of whether you can actually pull that out properly.
Gulped.
Oswald swallowed his saliva and brought his right hand to the handle of the old greatsword with nervous eyes, and his left hand to the scabbard. After. . . . . . He carefully pulled the greatsword out of the scabbard. . . Soon, the brilliant moonlight in blue-green revealed its appearance.
“As expected, I knew you would draw the Moonlight, Student Oswald. . . . . .”
