Standing at the top of a tall building, maximizing his proximity to the clouds and trying to sense for a long time, Eleazar's face was astonished.
"The waste is actually myself?"
And he couldn't find the reason...
It wasn't that there were no anomalies, but the entire sky was anomalous, leaving him with nowhere to go and a sense of fear that he was standing underneath a super-ranked spell.
This level of energy fluctuation was beyond his comprehension.
"What's causing this?"
Eleazar is full of contemplation.
Wherever there is a motive, the purpose can easily be detected.
And this continuous downpour above us makes it impossible to guess what the mastermind behind it really wants.
Destroy the city?
If you have this kind of power, why don't you just unleash a forbidden spell such as Skyfall, Meteorite Skyfall, and Judgment of Doom? You're going to destroy the city, what do you care about the supernatural?
Or maybe this is actually some kind of foreshadowing, punishing something, giving a warning?
Eleazar has a sneaking feeling that this ultra-natural disaster, which has been going on for over ten days, is not as simple as it seems.
Thoughtfully, he slowly made his way back to the school.
"She hasn't been to class in days."
At that moment, a phrase suddenly popped into his head.
Eleazar paused, his pupils shaking.
The Missing Witch, heavy rainstorms, prophecies, warnings...
He quickly made his way to the school building again, ascended to the third floor, and waited patiently outside the classroom for a while.
When that class was over, he casually grabbed a classmate who was walking out.
The girl who had been somewhat expectant collapsed.
"You looking for Evelea?I don't know, haven't seen her in days."
"Uh, thanks..."
After asking several people in a row for that answer, he left the school building, unconsciously biting his thumb.
What does she want?
Eleazar wanted to find someone to ask if there were any bad prophecies circulating in the school lately.
But it was at this point that he realized that he didn't have a single friend he could talk to on the vast campus.
"Heh, I'm such a failure..."
Eleazar smiled a little to himself.
Then after some thought, he walked to the general education building and came to that club room.
Not smelling the magical incense outside, and not knowing if anyone was inside, he tried knocking on the door of the room.
"Coming." A female voice came from inside, only it sounded a little unfamiliar.
It was only just after noon, but there were already people moving around inside... scary, is this the senior class, this loose time is too enviable.
The door to the room quickly opened, and a girl in a black and white maid's uniform stood in the doorway with a slightly puzzled gaze.
The maid lowered her gaze, "May I ask who you are looking for?"
"I..."
Seemingly seeing this rumored creature for the first time, Eleazar couldn't even help but pause in his tone.
"I'm looking for Norton."
"Mr. Norton is in his major class and isn't expected to come to the club until 3:00 to report an activity."
The maid reported in a quick and detailed tone.
Then she stepped aside slightly, "Want to come in and sit down?"
Since the maids are already there, the rumored 'Seebel' is in there too?
Eleazar nods.
"Good."
The maid gave him an odd look in her eyes before she moved her body out of the way to welcome him in.
A pale, thin, sickly and delicate girl sat in a wheelchair, slowly flipping through the books on the table. Hearing the movement at the door, she slightly raised her head, her eyes a little puzzled.
"Mia, who is this student?"
"Eleazar, first year freshman."
The maid, who had her arms crossed in front of the small of her back, softly introduced him.
"Hmm... I seem to remember something."
"During the Games, Missy confidently treated him to a cup of Magic Blood Red Tea, which is said to stimulate potential."
"Ah, I remember, in the end everyone managed to win the game, but I didn't get to go out and play, what a shame."
"There's nothing fun about places like that."
Listening to the conversation between the two, Eleazar, who felt as if she had been forgotten, quickly turned her head to look at them and interjected.
"I'm here to see Mr. Norton."
Seebel smiled slightly, "He won't be out of class for a while, Eleazar-san you can sit down for a while."
Eleazar skillfully pulls the futon out of the utility closet and sits on her knees on the floor.
The air was quiet for a moment...
Seebel cocked her head, "It seems Eleazar-san has already experienced our activities, are you interested in joining the club?"
The maid swept in a faint warning look.
Eleazar has the same rhetoric as before.
"1st grade is too hectic, think again."
Seebel regretted, "Really, that's a shame."
Seeing him so knowledgeable, the maid brought him a cup of black tea.
"Thanks."
Eleazar holds her cup and looks at the pair of masters and servants strangely.
Eyes are more on Seebel.
A pale face, a weak body, and every now and then a cough that covered his mouth like he was having trouble breathing.
How similar this symptom is to my former self.
On the outside, they look intact, but inside, their organs have failed so badly that it is difficult to maintain a normal life.
If, he hadn't taken the magic potion in the first place, he would probably be in the same situation as she is now...
Well, it might be a little more serious, after all, one is already near near death while still going on at the same time.
And this woman with the same disease will probably live another year or two.
But if she's a decoy set up by the church at the school, she should be redeemed at the end.
At the stern look that swept over the maid as she turned her head, he quickly averted his eyes in silent contemplation.
Can't even look at it a little longer. What a strict maid.
Eleazar bristled darkly.
Sure enough, just as he had expected, the other party was not a Transcendent.
The odds are that it's a transcendent family with a broken legacy, it's pathetic.
"Mr. Eleazar, do you believe in miracles in this world?"
At that moment, Seebel suddenly looked up and asked.
Eleazar was taken aback for a moment, thought about it, and pertinently returned, "The word means: something extremely difficult to do, something unusual; if only in that sense, miracles can actually happen to everyone."
The maid said lightly, "For example, it's a miracle that you managed to last a week without stealing junk food, Missy."
"Gee, Mia you're so annoying."
Eleazar and the maid were surprisingly in agreement; neither of them wanted the sickly woman to touch the mystery again.
...
Soon after, Norton and Lillian, who had gotten out of class, rushed to the activity room.
"Huh, Eleazar you're here!"
Both looked very happy.
But Eleazar didn't explore occult ideas with them today, and quickly explained the purpose of the visit.
"Have you guys heard any rumors at school in the last little while?"
"Yes!"
Norton seems more excited to discuss such things.