I Got a Fake Job at the Academy

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C114: Rudger’s 8 (2)

The signals sent by Rudger were all passed on to the other members.

‘Leader can’t act? Will the operation be okay?’

Violetta, who followed the key master to a private room, was worried about the news she had heard through the communicator. However, they had planned in advance to have backup personnel move instead in preparation for this situation.

“Clap!”

The Key Master smirked as he locked the door to the room.

“Hahaha. Hey, girl. Shall we play a fun game?”

“Oh, it’s nice to play.”

Violetta replied in a lively tone and the key master, who thought she would stumble with her drunkenness, was instantly stunned.

At that moment, Violetta’s slender hand grabbed his collar. She narrowed her eyes and smiled seductively at the bewildered key master.

“How about this kind of game?”

Then she threw the key master on the floor with all her might.

“Agh!”

Unable to take the pain, the key master rolled his eyes and passed out. Violetta clenched the hand and circulated the mana in her hand throughout her body while her arms shone with a subtle charm.

“Strengthening the body with magic. It’s a mysterious sensation.’

The only magic Violetta knew to use was “Attribute Element” and “Magic Emission.” Even in the case of elements, she can only deal mainly with the wind element, so she wasn’t considered a real wizard but Rudger recognized her abilities and taught her what she was lacking.

Violetta realized how fit she was for magic and she specialized in the manifestation series among the 5 magic series.

With so much help from Rudger, Violetta was able to master the remaining specializations of her manifestation series in a short period of time, <Strengthening> and <Yeomdong>. (If anyone knows the english term for this please let me know <염동>.)

Although her mastery was superficial and hasn’t reached the advanced stage it was enough for now.

‘Anyway, I need to get the key first.’

Violetta rummaged through the fallen key master’s body but no matter how hard she looked, she couldn’t find the key.

That means the key master doesn’t have the key right now.

‘This is the room where the key master lives so it must be here somewhere.’

Violetta walked toward a tightly closed shelf on one wall, opened it wide and saw them.

“......Oh, my God.”

There were hundreds of keys that were used in the Kunst auction house and hotel inside the shelf.

* * *

‘Damn. Why do I have to go on my own?’

Hans grumbled inwardly, but got dressed and was ready to go out.

“Mr. Hans, are you leaving?”

“Yes, I have no choice but to step up because brother can’t move. Arpa, please use this device for me.”

“Oh, come to think of it, Mr. Hans, we have a problem.”

“Problem? What’s wrong?”

Arpa said, pointing his hand at the machine Hans had entrusted to him.

“It’s not working.”

“What? That can’t be.”

“I pressed it once as a test, but there was no response. Is the signal weak?”

Hans looked at the invention Seridan made with a serious face.

The way it is used is simple, you just have to press the button at the set time and the machine’s lights were designed to illuminate red as proof that it was working properly.

However, Arpa pressed the button for a demonstration, but the red light did not appear on the contrary, only a squeaky sound resonated.

Realizing that something was wrong, Hans hurriedly contacted Seridan.

“This is <Kafka>. Can you contact me now?”

[Oh, this is >Wells>. What’s going on?]

“I think this machine you made is not working properly.”

[Oh? Really? Wait a minute. Where are you now?]

“In the building opposite the auction house.”

[Hmm. What’s the status?”

“It’s squeaking and the lights aren’t working properly. I can’t find anything else strange.”

[Maybe it’s a problem with the signal? Is there some kind of jammer between the inside and outside of the auction house?]

Seridan, who had been muttering something, finally came to a conclusion.

[The light is still on, right?]

“Uh. It’s just not working well, but the machine itself doesn’t seem to have a big problem.”

[If it’s about transmission, there’s only one answer. All you can do is go a little closer and use it.]

“Closer? How much closer?”

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“Oh, you recognize me.”

“Well, of course! The one who arrested the notorious criminal, James Moriarty! You’re even known as a water element wizard!”

As Erendir was a magician, she could see how great Casey was. It was because wizards who got the title “Colour” for the Magic Tower aren’t common.

“I didn’t expect to see you here. Nice to meet you. I’m....”

“You’re the Third Princess Erendir, aren’t you?”

“Huh? Did you know about me?”

“No, we met for the first time today.”

“But how.......”

Casey grinned at the bewildered Erendir.

“You have a bored look on your face even after watching the auction. Besides, I saw that the back of your hair was slightly pressed, so you were lying in a room until a while ago. The scent of the air freshener used to clean the room is strangely lingering.”

“......!”

When she was caught, Erendir hurriedly smoothed her hair while Casey shrugged her shoulders to continue her reasoning.

“But you didn’t put on perfume and didn’t even wear makeup. This simplicity can’t be seen in the VIP seats. So you have an overwhelming status that you don’t have to pay attention to other people’s eyes and the situation.”

Feeling bored and sitting in a VIP seat where only the invited guests can watch the auction from.

“There is already a rumor among guests that a child of the imperial family participated in the auction so there’s only one answer, right?”

“......That’s great.”

Erendir admired Casey’s reasoning and admitted that she was right. Indeed, she was a genius detective who was famous throughout the continent.

Erendir suddenly asked Casey why she came to the auction.

“You seem to be curious.”

“Yes.”

“Well, I got an invitation when I came to Leathervelk and they offered great hospitality and a nice room so I didn’t say no.”

“Why did you come to see this auction?”

“The bigger an event is it brings together the eyes and attention of countless people, so more incidents can happen.”

Erendir thought Casey was joking. What kind of incident can happen in this place?

The security of the Kunst auction house was so strict that it reminded her of the Imperial Palace. In addition, considering that there are even personal guards brought by guests who come here, any criminal inside will be overpowered in no time.

“The princess seems to think I’m joking.”

” What? Ah, no. No, not exactly.......”

“Well, I understand. When I say that problems can pop up out of nowhere, it’s only natural to think so but I won’t ignore the possibility that something might happen.”

Erendir had to be taken aback by Casey’s confident remarks.

* * *

In the alleyway adjacent to the Kunst Auction House building Hans and Arpa leaned against a wall, fiddling with machines, in a messy alley near the garbage dump that disposes of food waste from the restaurant.

“Like this?”

“Oh, Mr. Hans, look at this. The light is on properly. I think the signal’s working.”

“Great. You don’t even need to go inside. And here, call me <Kafka>. Do you need to reveal my name?”

“Oh, right. That’s right. Mr. Kafka, please call me Dumas, too.”

“I was going to do that anyway.”

Hans, who had been complaining lightly, is now ready to operate the machine at the required time.

It was that moment.

“Who’s there?”

Perhaps he heard the two of them chattering but a man dressed in a suit came into the alleyway.

“Oh my! Did I get caught?”

Hans was embarrassed because he didn’t expect that the outside guards would patrol the alleyway.

“What are you guys doing there?”

The guard could signal his colleagues to come at any time so Hans pondered what to do. At that moment, Arpa raised his crouching body and approached the patrol guard.

“Hey, hey! What are you going to do?”

Hans quietly called from behind, but Arpa approached the man regardless.

“Huh? What? You’re a kid, aren’t you?”

The patrol man relieved his vigilance at the sight of Arpa, who looked young and that was his defeat.

“Ok!”

Arpa’s tiny fists were firmly entrenched in the larger guard’s abdomen. The guard’s massive body collapsed, and Hans looked at the scene with a blank expression.

‘What did you just do?’

You put that giant to sleep in one blow? It is said that the external security of the Kunst auction house is a little lower than the inside, but even then, he would not be an ordinary human, right?

Arpa, who did the unbelievable thing calmly, looked back at Hans with a smile. It became more difficult to evaluate Arpa with that stupid expression, “I did a good job, right?”

‘What the hell is he?’

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