The Academy's Genius Detective
My assistant would never shut up about [The Fallen Swordmaster] He’s six years older than me, yet he clings to that story like a lifeline, praising every chapter as if it were holy scripture.
I, on the other hand, had no patience for novels. After all, I’d already cracked the world’s toughest mysteries before I even turned twenty—fiction paled in comparison. But if my assistant was so obsessed, maybe this story would interesting.
I dove in, skeptical but curious.
It didn’t take long for my skepticism to harden into disappointment. Bland storylines. Characters that felt like cardboard cutouts. And when they finally did show some promise? It was completely ruined.
I gave it two chapters—no more. That was all the time I was willing to waste.
Then, as I was about to close the tab and move on, an email pinged into my inbox.
'Another case?' I thought, a flicker of excitement lighting up my mind.
"Cases that will excite me like no other? A mystery that I can't solve? Well, if you put it that way… of course I have to accept."