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

60. Lion King Parade

When Ian saw the poster for the Lion King’s birthday celebration event, he crumpled it without realizing it. The poster stated that the role of this year’s Lion King would be played by Gilbert Lionheart.

Ian always thought that Gilbert was below him. He was hiding at any time, but he thought that if he stretched out and stood up, his position could change at once. Because it was always natural for the main character in the story to win.

However, although he finally opened up after being crouched during the competition, the result was a crushing defeat. Despite all his might, he could never reach Gilbert. Even though he used his characteristic skills to the fullest and used a vast amount of magical power, it was impossible to defeat Gilbert’s giant soldier.

In the end, when he lost the pre-competition winner to Gilbert, he finally had to admit something he didn’t want to admit. He is currently completely defeated by his rival, Gilbert.

It was a rare development of thought for Ian, who has strong pride and lives trapped in his own world. The complete defeat he experienced for the first time in his life was an opportunity to awaken his arrogant thoughts.

“Respected, but hated enemy…”

Ian, who thought of Gilbert in the room, wrote down something he thought was good in his dictionary. The collection of sayings was already several volumes old, but I was thinking that even this was not enough for the future.

A lot of famous quotes still came to mind, but I put off writing anything down until later. There was something else to do now.

After he stopped writing down quotes, he began to look back on the final match against Gilbert. He admitted that he was defeated cleanly, but at the time he was trying to figure out if he had overlooked something.

But no matter how much he changed his fighting style, he could not defeat Gilbert even in his imagination. Following his movements with a reaction speed that exceeded the limit was like a nightmare.

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Ian’s expression distorted.

He thought that he was the main character of this world. It wasn’t just an idea, it was a good reason.

The family he was born into, the talent he possesses, and even his beautiful appearance.

All of that disproved the fact that Ian was the main character of the world.

But he couldn’t do anything to Gilbert and lost. He was helplessly defeated in the art of manipulating the giant soldier, which he was proud of being more talented than anyone else.

Ian could not easily accept that. Along with his natural talent for piloting, he had a characteristic skill that was awakened as if God had given him wings. It didn’t make sense to lose with these two favorable conditions.

Of course, when he thought about his growing mana numbers, he thought he might be overwhelmed by the amount of mana. If you think of an academy cadet, Seraphina was in that category.

But it wasn’t Gilbert. Compared to Ian, his magic power level was absolutely insufficient. He thought he could never lose, but the results were different. Ian couldn’t beat Gilbert.

This means only one thing.

Gilbert’s talent was superior to Ian’s, beyond the lack of characteristic skills. That was it.

Am I, the main character of the world, worse than Gilbert?

Ian gritted his teeth. My pride, which was high and strong like a tower stretching into the sky, collapsed.

No matter how strong Ian’s ego was, he acknowledged the fact that he couldn’t be good at everything. Even though he was definitely him, there were definitely things he couldn’t do skillfully.

But it was definitely not the case with the Giant God Soldier. I couldn’t admit that I couldn’t match Gilbert’s giant soldier control skills.

“Nothing. That won’t happen. It’s just that my rival is one step ahead of me. In the end, I will be the one who reaches the end.”

His heart was still boiling, but he closed his eyes and calmed his mind. He had no intention of being crushed by this defeat like So In-bae.

After some time passed, he meditated and opened his eyes. I thought that perhaps this defeat might be a good test for him. He was conceited because there was no wall blocking his path until now. That soon led him to settle for the status quo, which resulted in a bitter defeat for his rival.

He opened the first page of the collection of sayings he had closed. And he spoke his first sentence in a long time.

“Heroes bloom from hardships.”

I hope you don’t lose your original intention.

Do not be afraid of adversity.

I hope you don’t become complacent with reality.

It was a sentence written with the hope of those three things. But before he knew it, he was eaten by the monster called pride and lost his original intention.

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He put down the collection of sayings and hit his face violently with both hands. He hit so hard that his cheeks turned red and a stinging pain spread across his cheeks.

“I will not forget this pain. This is a reflection on myself and my will to move forward.”

Once again regaining his original intention, he first picked up a pen. What I said a little while ago was so cool that I had to record it.

Ian wrote a collection of sayings with great care, word by word.

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The day of the Lion King’s birthday celebration has arrived. Demeia Academy, which had been busy preparing for the event, is now starting to be busy in a different way.

This was because people flocked from all over the empire to see the commemorative event, which was one of the biggest festivals of the empire. Not to mention famous aristocratic families, merchants who wanted to catch the season’s harvest, and commoners who came purely to enjoy the festival all came here.

Unlike usual times, the cadets could not hide their excitement in the lively atmosphere inside the academy. This was the same for both cadets from noble families and commoners. Festivals were enjoyable regardless of social status.

In particular, the cadets could not help but be even more excited because all academy lectures were canceled for the three days during which the commemorative event was held. It was because it was a sweet break from the bloody academy where every moment was an evaluation and competition.

The cadets took advantage of this break from classes to enjoy their own commemorative events, such as buying food at the temporarily built shopping street inside the academy and watching performances by clowns. The cadets, who had always disciplined themselves, enjoyed this brief moment of freedom.

Of course, there were always exceptions.

Gilbert was getting nervous due to the Academy attack that was just around the corner. This was because I was preparing for tomorrow’s Lion King Parade and was even taking up my sleeping time to prepare for an attack that might come at any time.

In Tactical Combat, the academy attack occurred on the last day of the commemorative event, but it was not concluded. The attack could have happened today, or it could have happened tomorrow.

Currently, Gilbert was checking around to see if there were any problems with the academy’s security techniques, thinking there might be an insider. Too much time was wasted looking around the inside of this large academy, as I couldn’t share this fact with anyone.

Even though I saw it before the festival started, it seemed like it would be impossible to see everything in time since I hadn’t seen it all yet.

It’s not easy.

Gilbert sighed as he looked at the academy crowded with people. Because there were so many people, it was now difficult to look closely.

At that point, I stopped looking at security techniques. It was impossible to find any laxity in the security techniques by looking further. He believed in the system and was looking for outliers, but perhaps due to his low level of magical knowledge, he could not find any problems with the security technique.

In the first place, it may have been impossible for him to find something that had been manipulated by someone who had access to Demeia Academy’s security technology.

My head became complicated. He didn’t think it would be easy to find, but in the end there was nothing he could have done to prepare for the raid.

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Gilbert scratched his head roughly. He literally came back again. Knowing in advance that an attack will occur is information that can give you an upper hand, but there is a limit to what you can do on your own.

Not only would no one believe me if I told anyone, but it was a headache to explain how I found out the information. Moreover, as there were insiders inside, there was a high possibility that the plan would be postponed to a later date if the attack was made public.

If that happens, Gilbert’s image will fall further, and it will be unknown when the attack will occur. Not only that, but it was obvious that the wariness of Gilbert would increase enormously.

For this reason, it was a handshake to tell the whole story of the attack.

In the end, the best I could do at the moment was to think of the academy attack part of Tactical Combat. It might not work out exactly the same, but at least we could get a clue.

Thought after thought came to his mind, but he soon shook his head. From now on, we had to prepare for tomorrow’s parade.

The place where the parade was being prepared was a large building where the main events of Demeia Academy were held. This is where the academy entrance ceremony took place, and it was currently busy with professors and cadets preparing for the parade.

High-quality maids were making costumes and items needed for the parade according to their needs, and the large blackboard had a list of music candidates for the parade, marching order, and movement method.

“Are you here? Mr. Gilbert.”

“Hmm…”

He nodded slightly to the maid who greeted him at the entrance. Originally, he would also have participated and helped organize the parade, but in his role as the Lion King, he was specifically excluded from the task. However, when he practiced for the parade, he had to participate.

“Gilbert’s costume has been finally completed.”

“I see.”

“Yes. Shall we prepare the prepared costumes?”

“Is it complete? Celine, hurry up and get ready!”

“I understand. Camilla.”

I suddenly heard a voice and looked there to see a female cadet looking at Gilbert with her hand on her waist.

Gilbert somehow felt like sighing at that sight. He couldn’t help but think that he was going to be a bother this time too.