I Have been Reincarnated As a Lazy, Arrogant Noble, but When I Destroyed The Scenario Through Effort, I Became The Most Powerful With Extraordinary Magical Power - 111

Chapter 111 – The Last Event

We, the Noblesse students, successfully passed the New Year and continued our daily lives, honing our skills at the academy as usual.

It feels strange that I’ll become a sophomore soon. It’s nostalgic to think about the time when I was wondering if I could even get enrolled. I’m already a full-fledged resident of this world.

“Fancent-kun, can I talk to you for a moment?”

While contemplating such things, I’m called from behind in the hallway. It’s Cecil, a slender woman wearing glasses.

Since I informed her about the calamity, she has been researching various things about the demon race for me. From the past to the current information.

When Cecil and I talk, it’s always in the Noblesse library. We navigate through tens of thousands of books, move through the well-organized bookshelves, and sit on a chair near a deserted corner.

“New information. It seems that books were stolen when Aria Magic Academy was attacked.”

“…Books? I haven’t heard about that.”

“It’s not uncommon for academies to keep things secret from each other. Just like the Noblesse points system.”

Cecil is right about that. But what caught my attention was the fact that it didn’t happen in the original story. That was the most surprising thing to me.

Cecil continues her explanation.

“It seems to be about the definition of the soul in death. In short, ancient necromancy, a compilation of literature that revives the dead. It’s the so-called literature that resurrects the dead.”

“…Is such magic actually existent? Well, true, there were demon-like beings, but…”

The original Noblesse Oblige doesn’t have magic to resurrect the dead. But the Disobey, who didn’t obey, were alive.

“It exists. However, there have been no successful cases. Even if you imitate the appearance, you can’t stabilize a human soul. To resurrect the dead, it seems you need personal information, hair, bones, blood, that kind of thing. But even if you chant the correct spell, you end up with something like a human-shaped puppet without consciousness. Originally, it seems to have been created to meet ancestors in the western region, but it was incomplete.”

“But they wanted it. More accurately, it’s highly probable that the demons did. But it’s strange. The Disobey clearly didn’t differ from humans in any way.”

“I thought about that point too. I looked into past literature, and the careers of those two, Bull and Mika, were amazing. They were the captain and vice-captain of a unit that operated in a large-scale war a hundred years ago. Well, that’s about all I could find out. But those people chose to fight against Milch Sensei and Senior Eva. Don’t you find that strange?”

Even to me, their movements and magical power were tremendous. The others too. They didn’t run away; perhaps they couldn’t escape?

The fact that they chose self-destruction was also bothering me.

In other words—

“It’s natural to think that they were also incomplete.”

Cecil nods at my words, but there was a hint of uneasiness in her expression.

“Even if they look good on the outside, we don’t know what’s on the inside. Maybe there was a time constraint. Or maybe they were under a forced order from the demons. Well, there’s also a simple possibility that they just liked to fight. In the end, we don’t know.”

No, I also felt something was off.

But resurrecting the dead… things are getting out of hand.

“I’ll continue to investigate, but don’t expect too much.”

“No, thank you. You’re really something, Cecil. I’m sorry for using you conveniently.”

“Oh, please. Can’t we go on a date or something, even just once?”

“Yeah, sure… huh?”

“Hehehe, see you later. I have to get ready soon.”

With that, Cecil leaves with a smile without waiting for my reply.

What does that mean…?

The Antwerp family has been involved in information-related jobs for generations. Her father and mother are diplomats, from a prestigious family, and apparently, they contribute an enormous amount of money to various academies.

I know that and have been asking her for favors. Still, she doesn’t mind and willingly informs me like this. I truly can’t match her.

“Well, I should get ready too.”

Looking at the clock in the library, it was almost time. I return to my room and change into my gym clothes.

The Noblesse gym clothes are the same as the training uniforms. It’s a classic white shirt and red pants, but it incorporates special spells for damage reduction.

However, since there is a lot of exposed skin, it doesn’t provide as much protection as the training uniform. But it offers ease of movement, and above all, students love it for its appearance.

Well, maybe people don’t like all-black attire. I don’t understand that feeling since I’m darkness.

Leaving the room and walking down the corridor, heading outside, a large number of students were walking quickly toward the schoolyard.

“All right, let’s win!”

“I’m looking forward to it. I don’t want to lose.”

“The winner gets more points, it seems.”

In the original story, this event was popular. It had laughter, tears, and a challenging difficulty, a perfect combination.

The reason for this undoubtedly lies in these uniforms.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say they were developed just for this.

At that moment, Cynthia and Lillith were waiting for me, calling out to me in the hallway.

“Weiss, you were slow.”

“Yeah, a bit.”

“Weiss-sama, are you an enemy or an ally today?”

“I wonder. Well, either way, I won’t hold back.”

Both Cynthia and Lillith are wearing short sleeves and shorts. The exposure is high; Lillith’s midriff is visible when she jumps.

The person who designed this is definitely a man.

Even the cold winter feels quite warm.

It’s the beginning of the last big showdown at Noblesse.

On a clear and sunny day, Noblesse students from all three grades gathered in the courtyard. Everyone was wearing the same uniform.

“Hey, isn’t this uniform the best?”

“Yeah, seriously… it’s so impressive.”

“Noblesse is the best, Noblesse is the best.”

Weren’t they supposed to be nobles? They look like regular high school boys, right?

And—

“Representatives of each grade, come forward.”

Called by the announcement, I stepped forward. There stood Sierra, me, and Eva.

“Weiss, are you on the enemy or ally side today?”

“I’ll do my best either way. — By the way, it’s surprising. I thought Senior Eva would be absent.”

“Hehehe, once in a while is fine. Everyone seems to have gotten stronger.”

The world situation is worsening, but I am a student attending Noblesse Academy. I can’t skip events, and I don’t want to.

There’s something to be gained from any event, and I’ll crush everything head-on.

That is—the three-grade joint sports festival… but.

“Player pledge, I, Sierra Witch, will fight fairly and squarely following the Nobleship.”

“Sure, me too.”

As usual, it’s a casual exchange, but no one pays attention. Well, it would be useless to say anything.

And then—.

“Lower-grade representative, Weiss Fancent, pledges.”

The next moment, the three grades of Noblesse cheered.

This is probably the largest-scale battle since I came to Noblesse. It’s not just a battle, but everything that follows the traditional sports festival is packed into it.

The basic rule is to fight by grade, but there are also combined battles. Divided into red and white teams, competing for victory.

Of course, winners get candy, losers get a whip, which is unusual for a school. But that’s good. It’s exhilarating.

Teams are automatically assigned by a magic formation on the ground. You can tell by the hat on your head.

“Let’s begin.”

When Chloe-sensei chanted the spell, the ground lit up.

The next moment, my hat turned red.

I see, now, who is the enemy?

“Weiss, it’s good that it’s the same.”

“Weiss-sama, we’re on the same team!”

Cynthia and Lillith seem to be on the same team. Honestly, this makes it much easier to move.

“Lord Weiss, we’re on the same team!”

Tula as well. But the Alan team, the Cecil team… unfortunately, they were white. I wonder if various achievements were taken into consideration.

“Sis, we won’t lose!”

“That’s right. I’ll give it my all too. — Weiss is on the red team!”

Sierra is in the same red team as me, and Eleanor is in the white team.

And when the confirmation was over, everyone focused on one hat.

Cheers and exclamations could be heard.

Of course, the gaze was on Eva Avery.

Her hat was pure white.

“Hehehe, looking forward to it.”

Moreover, she seems to be in a better mood than usual.

I don’t know the reason, but in a way, it’s the worst, and in a way, it’s the best.

But this match is more for deepening friendships. Showcasing the abilities honed so far, inspiring confidence, and moving on to the next grade.

When this is over, I’ll be a sophomore.

Win until the end.

That is my goal at Noblesse.

“Now, the Noblesse Sports Festival begins!”

Weiss (Red Team).

Cynthia (Red Team).

Lillith (Red Team).

Tula (Red Team).

Sierra (Red Team).

Alan (White Team).

Duke (White Team).

Sherry (White Team).

Cecil (White Team).

Karta (White Team).

Olin (White Team).

Eleanor (White Team).

Eva (White Team).