I Became the Golden Sun That Steals the Academy’s Aircraft

047. Competitive War

The day has come for the competitive war to begin. Gilbert, who left the dormitory early in the morning to take Professor Brianna’s class as usual, saw the cadets waking up early in the morning, unlike usual.

Some cadets were getting dressed up, while others were meditating.

Competitive matches are important.

It was a typical sentiment. Since I didn’t have much desire for competition, I didn’t really care what they were doing. His mind was already filled with the events surrounding the Academy attack after the competitive match.

I wanted to stop the culprit right now, but it was impossible to stop it early. This was because even in the game, it was not clear exactly who was behind the attack.

The fact was not known in the game, and the game company did not release an official feature, so the identity behind the attack was always a hot potato among users.

In the end, nothing was determined as true because there was no clear evidence, but the most influential theory was that they were either remnants of the Resistance or a type of special force dispatched by the enemy country of Infractus to throw the empire into chaos.

Of course, there were some things that were unclear to both of them, so the person behind the academy attack incident remained a MacGuffin.

Resistance…

Originally, Gilbert was of the opinion that both hypotheses were wrong, but he came up with one hypothesis through the last subjugation battle.

What if the chairman of the Resistance, Van Dyke, who we found out through interrogation, was a MacGuffin?

So what if he was behind the attack that was unknown in Tactical Combat?

Gilbert stopped in his tracks and closed his eyes as a cold sensation ran down his spine.

If he was the mastermind behind the attack, there was one more thing he had to deal with. During the resistance suppression operation, he broke through the tight siege and search magic and disappeared without a trace. At the time, he simply thought it was the work of an insider or an outsider, but what if it was the work of an insider?

The most criticized part of Tactical Combat’s main story was the academy attack part. The background was not revealed, and it was unclear that the enemy would suddenly attack without any probability.

Furthermore, the death of the popular Professor Brianna while protecting the cadets was a forced event, so we never heard good things about it.

However, if we say that those improbable parts were actually MacGuffins and that they actually helped an insider carry out the attack, the story would be different.

If we say that Brecht, the chairman of the Tactical Combat Resistance that Gilbert knew, actually acted in that way to save Van Dyke, the story becomes more plausible.

If we say that he worked during the comprehensive evaluation, predicted that a punitive force would come, and sacrificed some resistance members to lay the foundation for an attack on the academy, everything becomes clear.

At this moment, Gilbert felt as if he had been hit on the head with a hammer. As he put all the missing pieces of the puzzle together, he saw a flow. All of this was a play run on the board of a man named Van Dyke.

But knowing that fact didn’t change anything. If you suddenly said that the Academy would be attacked, how many people would believe you?

It is true that people’s views of him have improved a bit in recent years, but he was not enough to cover up all the rumors. He just couldn’t look at me as openly as before.

Furthermore, if he were to reveal this fact, the problem was that insiders believed to be inside the Academy would find out about it. At least for now, we can estimate the date of the attack, but if the story progresses and the date of the attack becomes wrong, even that becomes impossible.

Followed by the possessor’s dilemma, he eventually resolved not to tell anyone about this. If you think about it, revealing the source of the information would also be problematic, so keeping it to yourself was the best option.

Back to square one, he erased his distracting thoughts and entered Professor Brianna’s private training room to take her class.

“Hello, Master.”

“Hmm…”

Brianna, who was meditating in the morning, slowly opened her eyes. Eyes as blue as the cool winter sky turned to Gilbert, who had just entered the training hall.

“I would have said it would be okay if I didn’t come out today.”

“Training is everyday life.”

Brianna burst into laughter at the sight of her loosening up, gently relaxing her stiff body throughout the night. Regardless of whether the rumor is true or not, I really liked him because he seemed like a sincere disciple just looking at his current appearance.

“Are you not interested in competitive games?”

“Do you want to win?”

Gilbert asked, stretching his arms. Considering the attack incident, it was best to get decent grades, but she had no choice but to follow what Brianna, her exclusive teacher, said.

“You sound confident.”

“I’m not cocky. I just don’t want to get caught up before I even start.”

“That’s it. It’s not my job as a teacher to force something on a guy who already earned a knighthood as a cadet. You can do whatever you want.”

“You’re saying something different from what you said during the comprehensive evaluation.”

At that time, he said that once he became his student, he would not tolerate receiving bad grades. At the time, she had said this out of concern that Gilbert would become lazy, but Brianna could not imagine him living a lazy life now.

“Useless words.”

But because of what she said, she felt a little embarrassed and briefly dismissed it. Gilbert chuckled to himself, knowing that this was Professor Brianna’s characteristic expression of awkwardness.

“Raise your sword. Since the competitive match begins today, I plan to end it with a light sparring.”

“I understand.”

After relaxing his entire body, Gilbert pulled out the sword lying on one side of the training hall and stood facing Brianna. The two gazes calmly settled down, and the moment they flashed, they rushed towards each other like lightning.

***

Dorothy looked filled with emotion as she finally arrived at the main gate of Demeia Academy. This was where Brianna, whom she admired, was.

Where are you?

Dorothy’s heart began to pound violently.

She had a dream of becoming a knight since she was very young. If I had to give a reason, she didn’t have anything special. She simply thought that the knight she had seen as a child was so cool.

But it was Brianna who came to visit the Lithuanian estate that made her dream of becoming a knight come to life.

The moment she first saw Brianna, who exuded a cool-headed and sharply sharpened aura, Dorothy was able to realize that this person was her own role model.

It was not unreasonable for Dorothy to become a fan of Brianna simply because she was a knight who rose to the top position on the continent with just a sword. If she was a woman like her, it was natural that she would become an ideal and a goal.

Since her first meeting, she has been devoted to Brianna as the object of her admiration, and has been able to reach where she is now. Now I can face her with a little more confidence.

After barely calming down her pounding heart, she was guided by her servant and sat down in the seat assigned to the Earl of Hart’s pre-competition opening ceremony. As she took a quick look around her, she saw that influential noble families were present.

Immediately, she corrected her posture and straightened her back. Since she was here as the representative of the family, she couldn’t show her usual self.

“I would like to take this opportunity to thank all the distinguished guests who visited the venue for taking the time to visit Demeia Academy. We will soon hold the opening ceremony of Demeia Academy’s competition.”

The opening ceremony of the competition was held more spectacularly than the entrance mock competition. The opening ceremony began with the academy’s school song, followed by introductions.

It was a bit of a boring sequence, but the atmosphere around it was different because the competitive match had such great meaning. Dorothy also took advantage of the atmosphere and inspected the cadets lined up to see if there was any talent that could be brought into the family.

And at that moment, the cadet representative’s oath began. Her cadet representative was someone she knew well.

‘He even represents the cadets…’

Blonde hair, eyes as bright as ruby.

Broad shoulders and a strong, muscular body.

It was Dorothy’s older brother, Gilbert.

She began to look with her sharp eyes at the sight of her older brother, whom she had not seen in a long time. She didn’t have the same grumpy appearance when she was in the estate. There was moderation in the restrained, uncluttered movements.

Is that really the big brother she knew?

It would be premature to judge simply by appearance, but the atmosphere he gave off was like a different person.

“Our determination.”

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It was a reading of a different oath. It was a beginning that did not follow the usual set format. In particular, his powerful low-pitched voice had a strange magical power that captivated the audience.

“We are cadets of Demeia Academy who are loyal to the Empire.”

It means a declaration as a member of the Empire and as a proud cadet of Demeia Academy.

“One. We protect the empire and its people, and become the sword and shield that protects our homeland.”

But the enemy is merciless.

“Two. We become unbreakable defenders of our beliefs through training similar to actual combat.”

Training to cut bones.

“Three. We comply with the laws of the empire and absolutely obey its solemn commands.”

I obey the orders of His Majesty the Emperor.

“Four. We never lose honor and faithfulness.”

I will become someone who protects honor and faithfulness.

As the oath was read, which was short but full of strong promises, people started clapping without saying who should go first. At best, it was the first time that the oath, which was part of the opening ceremony, was met with applause.

Even Dorothy, who looked down on her brother, had something in the oath just now that struck a chord. One thing that was certain was that her brother had become a different person. The frivolous Gilbert she knew was not the kind of person who could say something like that.

After the opening ceremony, I will have to meet alone.

Dorothy promised that.

Meanwhile, Gilbert was receiving applause.

‘I thought the service doctrine would work well.’

Recalling the tenets of service in the Korean Army, I smiled to myself.