Overpowered Archmage Doesn’t Hide His Talent
Chapter 92: Don’t forget to tell me your review later~

Chapter 92 – Don’t forget to tell me your review later~

“Don’t slack off too much.”

Flan turned around halfway and clicked his tongue. 

Becky felt wronged and protested.

“No, no. I didn’t slack off…!”

“It was just for fun, right? Anyway, do it by yourself in a place where no one can see.”

“…”

But Becky’s words didn’t reach him.

Having become a magician who slacked off while looking at strange pictures, Becky could only pout. 

She had experienced many moments of shame and humiliation in her life, but this was the first time it was this bad.

“There’s no point in looking at it. It won’t help you. There’s a huge gap between reality and that.”

“…Ah.”

While she was swept away by various shocks that she had never experienced before, another door opened.

Becky’s eyes naturally turned to that direction.

Messy hair and a slightly swollen face, as if he had just woken up from sleep. 

A body curve that couldn’t be hidden by a single shirt. 

It was Trixie.

Becky greeted her with a detached expression. 

She probably didn’t know what a big deal had happened just now.

“You’re up.”

“What.”

Trixie answered coldly as usual.

The blue-haired girl combed her hair with her hand and buttoned up her shirt, then her eyes moved to the book that Becky was holding.

“…”

Trixie’s fingers stopped buttoning. 

The book that was in Becky’s arms flew up and landed on Trixie.

“You, you. What is this. Why did you touch this kind of book?”

Trixie asked with her eyes wide open. 

Becky had no energy to deal with anyone else.

“It’s your book…”

“It’s not my book.”

“You didn’t even look at it, and you said ‘this kind of book’.”

“What…”

Trixie’s face turned red and she muttered some words.

“Don’t vomit. And this is confiscated. I’ll… find the owner and return it myself. Just remember that.”

With a bang, Trixie closed the door.

“Sigh.”

Becky was still sitting down, and sighed.

And she thought quietly.

She thought and thought, and she got angry.

“…!”

She ran to the locked door and shook the knob.

“Hey, hey! Because of you, I─!”

As soon as I came out of the corridor of the magic tower guest room, I ran into an unexpected person.

A girl with striking blonde hair. 

Hailey Lumian. 

It had been quite a while since I had met her like this.

“…Hi, Flan.”

Hailey greeted me first. 

She had a basket in her hand.

“It’s nice that the magic department made it to the finals in first place. You did really well.”

She said out of the blue.

“I just came to give Louis something. But since I ran into you, I wanted to congratulate you too.”

She added, looking at me with a rather friendly face. But compared to before, Hailey’s face was noticeably pale. 

I just nodded my head briefly.

“Anyway, I’m glad the scandal was all cleared up. I don’t know what you were thinking, but the article department dropped everything. That’s a relief!”

That’s what she came to say in such a hurry, but it turned out to be about the scandal.

I remembered the conversation I had with Eliza, the editor-in-chief of the article department, when we exchanged business cards. 

It seemed to have some effect.

“Phew, I was worried about some things, too. I trust you completely, Flan, but from the girls’ point of view, there were some ambiguous aspects.”

Sephia continued to talk excitedly.

“Anyway, it turned out to be a needless worry~ Everything related to Flan is so good that it’s suspicious. Is it true that whatever you say comes true, like the rumors on Trivia?”

“That’s how the principle of resonance works.”

“Oh, you always talk about magic even at times like this.”

Sephia chuckled and licked her tongue. 

At the same time, she looked at me with a meaningful look.

“Well, half joking, half serious…. Honestly, it might be a regrettable situation for the girls. It was an opportunity to stick to Flan’s side by taking advantage of the scandal….”

Sephia sighed.

Because Hailey’s expression, who was standing next to her, had noticeably worsened. 

Sephia coughed awkwardly.

“Ahem, I’ve been talking too long when there are other students here. Anyway, the conclusion is that the misinformation has been corrected. You can rest assured!”

Finally, she finished talking. 

Is it okay to stop dealing with her now? 

I thought so.

“Hey, Flan~”

This time, Professor Audrey opened her mouth with a strained voice. 

She was still wearing a suit and had her blonde hair neatly twisted up.

Like Sephia, Audrey also seemed to have a lot to say.

I wondered what she was going to say, but a rather unexpected name popped out.

“Did Professor Violet tell you about the lab?”

Violet.

I remembered that Violet had offered to lend me a lab after thinking for a bit.

“Yes. I ended up using the guest room of the magic tower.”

“Yes, yes. That’s why, I guess she wanted to bring you some food or books or something. She’s in a meeting right now, so I came.”

“That’s okay.”

“Please pretend to be happy to see me. It seems that you really like Flan. Very, very much.”

I nodded vaguely, but Audrey’s gaze suddenly fell on Hailey, who was standing next to me.

Hailey bowed her waist and greeted her belatedly.

“Hello.”

Professor Audrey just nodded blandly.

“You’re pretty. Are you giving Flan a gift?”

“…Yes?”

Hailey asked back, startled. But Audrey’s eyes were already on Sephia.

“You must be busy at the editing department these days. You have your own work to do, but you also have to deal with Flan’s mess.”

Audrey then spoke to me.

“Be careful with women. How long has it been since you had so many scandals? You might get into another one. Now you’re even hanging out with your senior.”

Hailey’s face, who had been awkwardly smiling, visibly hardened. 

The voice that came out of her lips was so dry that it was pitiful.

“I’m Hailey. Not a senior, but a classmate.”

“Oh, a freshman?”

“Yes. I got an A grade. You saw me during the test…”

Audrey’s expression became a bit awkward. 

She looked at Hailey with a strange face, wondering what she was thinking, and then let out an uncomfortable laugh.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I’m in charge of the second year, and when I think of a freshman, I only think of Flan…”

“Come on, let’s go if you’re done. Flan! Let’s go!”

Sephia took Audrey and gracefully disappeared.

When I think about it, a lot has changed. 

It was even more so when compared to when I first entered the academy.

I spoke to Hailey, who was still frozen.

“Are you not going?”

“Are you asking me? Right now?”

She seemed to answer kindly as usual, but the irritation that she couldn’t hide was already in her voice. 

It was useless to say twice that she couldn’t manage her expression.

“You’re the only one standing still.”

“…I’ll give it to him personally. Thanks for your concern.”

Hailey quickly managed her expression. 

She clenched her teeth, and her jaw was tense, but soon she hid that too.

Click clack.

But this time, the sound of high-heeled shoes echoed in the hallway. 

I turned around and saw the Dean’s secretary walking towards me with her eyes fixed on me.

As soon as our eyes met, she smiled faintly.

“Flan, it’s hard to see your face. I finally see you.”

“What for.”

“Of course, to deliver the Dean’s message.”

She handed me a few sheets of paper.

A list of some professors, time, place… It wasn’t hard to understand. 

It was a Flan for observation.

“As you can see, this is the observation plan. Our interest in plan is not limited to Flan’s ability anymore.”

“Not limited.”

“Yes. How much Flan can make the representative students grow… The Dean is also paying attention to that. We would like to see you train them at least once in the end.”

I nodded quietly. 

I just did my job, so it wouldn’t matter if someone watched the training process.

The secretary’s face brightened up when she was accepted.

“Thank you. And congratulations.”

She said with a smile.

“I heard everything from the dean. You got an unlimited pass to ‘The Witch’s Forest’…”

The Witch’s Forest. 

A shop that sells clothes and accessories that the dean, Conette, had strongly recommended me to visit.

I remembered it then. 

I hadn’t had the chance to go there yet, but the secretary was telling the truth.

“He also promised you a wand, and if you win the hunt, you’ll get a special team, too. I’ll cheer for you.”

She pushed up her glasses. Her eyes crinkled behind the lenses.

“Please know that this is unprecedented in the magic department. The dean has never favored a student so much before. Of course, you’re also the first student like you…”

She realized she was talking too much and cut herself off.

“Anyway, enjoy your breakfast and I’ll see you at the training ground. We’ll also get ready to watch soon.”

Until the secretary left, Hailey stood still with a basket in her hand.

I didn’t bother to check her expression.

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Martin was just having fun today. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ɴ0velFɪre.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

With the hunt finals right around the corner, he joined the excited atmosphere of the department and hung out and drank with his friends every day.

“Martin, are you drinking tonight, too?”

“Of course. Count me in.”

The faces of the magic department’s magicians were bright these days.

This was something he could tell even without looking at their faces, just by browsing the trivia. 

He could feel their excitement from every post.

But then.

“Huh.”

He saw a familiar figure in his eyes.

Someone was walking with their pink hair hidden under a robe. 

Martin followed them without hesitation.

“Aria?”

His call made the person in the robe stop and turn their head awkwardly.

“…Martin?”

“Is that really you? When did you get out of the hospital?”

“Just now.”

Aria Fontaine.

The guy who flipped a deadly scroll while working on a project with Flan, and ended up in the infirmary.

She looked around and asked.

“By the way, how did you know it was me?”

“Your hair was sticking out of the robe, man.”

“…”

As if she didn’t know that, Aria pulled the robe tighter over her head.

She eyed Martin’s appearance. Then, she noticed the lipstick marks on his neck.

“You’re still messing around with girls, huh.”

“Don’t look at me like that. I came to the academy to meet better girls in the first place.”

“…And what’s with that tacky card?”

Martin’s business card, which should have been white, was slightly glowing in the dark.

“Oh, this?”

Martin pointed at his card with his index finger.

“Yushia did it. For all of us.”

“Yushia… Who is that? Your current girlfriend?”

“You wouldn’t know. She transferred after you were hospitalized.”

Aria narrowed her eyes.

“Is she pretty? She must be. You’re so proud of this trash.”

“I like her face. More than just like. I love it.”

“Is that a mark on your neck? Cover it up.”

“Hey. I wish I had that.”

Martin lowered his head and said.

“But, those girls follow their master until they die. Like dogs.”

“Can’t you seduce one? Tsk.”

“What can I do if I’m not their master?”

This time, Martin looked at Aria. 

She was holding something tightly in her arms.

“Aria. What is that?”

“What, this? What do you mean what?”

Fire sparked in Aria’s eyes. 

The paper crumpled slightly as she gripped it harder.

“Flan. His weakness.”

“Does he have a weakness…?”

“Of course he does. I wrote down everything I observed during the test when we fought.”

“Hmm…”

That seemed useless.

Martin barely swallowed the words that reached his throat. 

For now, he decided to take Aria’s expression seriously.

Instead, he asked something else.

“So, why did you write down his weakness?”

Aria’s eyes widened at Martin’s question.

“Flan is going to be the representative of the Black Magic Tournament.”

“Did you hear that at the hospital?”

“I heard it after I regained consciousness. From the newspaper.”

She said with a voice full of anger.

“I’m going to report Flan’s weakness to Yvonne, and make her suffer a crushing defeat.”

“…Yvonne?”

“Yeah. The first-year representative of the Knight Department. Yvonne.”

“…?”

Martin tilted his head.

“Why Yvonne? Why give it to her?”

“The first event of the Black Magic Tournament. Combat. The representative of the Knight Department is Yvonne. You idiot.”

“Aria. That’s over.”

“Yeah, it’s over. I know that. How could Flan beat Yvonne… The outcome is obvious.”

Aria gritted her teeth.

“But just in case, I’m going to report it. Flan, that bastard, has to be humiliated for me to feel better.”

“Oh… I see.”

“Move. I’m busy.”

Aria turned around and started walking.

Martin stared blankly at the back of her head, and then, at some point, he burst into laughter.

“Hey. Aria!”

He raised one hand and waved it from side to side.

“Tell me how it goes later~”

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