LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 934
<934 – Rolling of Oknodie (2)>
Alex pulled out a paper airplane that he believed he would never need in his lifetime.
A lifestyle magic [Voice of the Heart] that would fly straight to Professor Buzhaar’s research lab no matter when or where it was launched.
He threw the paper airplane he had never used even during his school days while filing complaints about lectures, instructors, and professors.
‘If I get caught poking the instructor, I’ll get beaten up, but this time it’s Oknodie. I’ve already been beaten up by Oknodie to the point where I felt like I was going to die!’
With the power of the professor, he would defeat this evil child.
Aiming high, the ambitious plan hit a hurdle right from the start.
‘Uh? What the hell is that?!’
The paper airplane, diligently flying toward Professor Buzhaar’s classroom, suddenly wobbled and made a 180-degree turn, flipping its direction.
And then, without warning, it dove right into Oknodie’s backpack!
“Huh?”
“…!”
“I just felt something weird. What is it?”
Curiously tilting their head, Oknodie reached into the backpack.
And pulled out a [Latest Transaction Statement for the Backpack] and quickly skimmed through the list.
“Hey? A paper airplane is in here?”
“…I heard paper airplanes are in vogue these days.”
“Really? Well, the classroom is completely destroyed, so I guess communication methods are a necessity!”
Phew.
That was a pretty good excuse.
Alex, breathing a sigh of relief, realized that Oknodie was still staring at him intently.
It felt so creepy; he nearly froze.
Trying to maintain as much composure as possible, Alex asked casually.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“The specifications of the paper airplane are those of an old-fashioned model that isn’t used anymore. It must have been isolated in some research dimension for about ten years, and now it’s being folded by a graduate student who doesn’t know what’s trendy!”
“That could be true. They say all the professors have gone downhill, and many new professors have come up in their place, so there must be quite a few retired masters emerging from some research lab.”
Oknodie then pulled their hand out of the backpack.
In their pale grasp was a single paper airplane.
“Well, I guess it does look that way!”
“Y-Yeah?”
“But usually, the recipient opens the letter. If the paper airplane came to me, wouldn’t I be the recipient?”
“…If you infuse mana into the paper airplane, the coordinates or induction spell engraved on it will pop up. You can know who the receiver is without having to unfold it and look.”
“Is that so!”
As Oknodie infused mana into the paper airplane, Professor Buzhaar’s name and office information popped up.
“Sometimes, paper airplanes drawn to strong mana land in unexpected places. In that case, you just need to give it a push, and it will fly back to the original destination on its own.”
“Hmmm~ I feel like opening it would be okay!”
“…But Professor Buzhaar might get angry.”
“Reaaaally? Are you scared of me opening it?”
“…”
“Hehe. No need to worry. If I become an evil child, I’ll have bad luck, so I’m aiming to be a kind child. I’ve even given up my chances of being the Demon King to Darknodi. So, I’m not particularly interested in bad things.”
Is that something to say after spending all day with a leash on and soaring in the sky?
Alex bit his tongue and suppressed his urge to retort.
“Well then, I’ll send it back!”
Oknodie infused mana into the paper airplane and launched it with all their might.
How could such strength come from those little arms? It flew away at a speed that was incomparable to when Alex had thrown it, resembling an eagle in flight.
Phew.
For a moment he sighed in relief.
But then, Alex sensed something strange.
Oknodie’s gaze didn’t waver from the direction the paper airplane had flown away.
Raising a hand to shield their eyes from the sun, Oknodie looked as if they were focusing on something far in the sky, capturing a clear shape in their small eyes.
It wasn’t a look of watching a distant object.
It was a gaze focused on an approaching object, getting closer and closer.
‘No way?!’
That impossible theory became reality.
The freshly launched paper airplane was flying back from the far horizon.
“Wow, that’s amazing!”
“Uh, no. Why the hell is it coming back here…?”
“Then, at this point, isn’t it fate that I should open it?”
As Alex’s face turned pale as if he was going to scream, Oknodie chuckled.
“You know, senior, I’m actually quite polite, right? Peeking at a letter sent to someone else is a bad thing! I remember that well. But it seems my mana is too strong; no matter how far I throw it, it doesn’t want to part from me. What to do~?”
“Give it back to me! If I engrave my biological mana with a rune, it will distinguish itself from the usual nature mana, and there won’t be any more confusion!”
“Oh, you can use rune magic!”
In Class 982, only the legendary magic warrior Astarot could handle such a thing. It was a vision of magic that even a magic tower heir of the 6th tier wouldn’t be allowed to enter without proper credentials.
The fact that Alex, a cell transplant of a monster far removed from a magic tower, could perform such rune magic was astonishing.
Oknodie, looking mighty proud of their senior, readily handed over the paper airplane.
“Here, you try it! How many strokes can you draw?”
“…Don’t treat me like a child!”
He put a great deal of effort into filling it with mana, engraving a rune with 17 strokes glowing bright blue.
Seeing the clear runes unaffected by any registration or mana induction processes, Alex felt relieved.
This time, he would be able to send the paper airplane far, far away without it returning to Oknodie.
The paper airplane shot up as powerfully as if Professor Buzhaar had pushed off the ground with all his strength.
With confidence, Alex turned to Oknodie.
This time, Oknodie had cupped both hands over their eyes to create shade, and they opened their mouth in awe, “Wow!”
It was a cute sight. He thought that if they just behaved nicely, they’d certainly capture the hearts of many boys. While he entertained such thoughts…
“Isn’t that admiration a bit too long?”
“I didn’t think it would fly that far!”
“Stop watching. It’s not coming back.”
“Hehe. What about that?”
“…What does ‘what about that’ even mean?”
There’s no way it would come back.
A skilled archer can feel instinctively whether the arrow they released hits the target or misses as soon as they let it loose.
Alex was proud of the engraved runes.
Initially, it was those runes that allowed him to handle countless monster cells.
‘For my body to find stability, I’ve engraved only about 8,200 runes.’
Just as he bore the pride of his body crafted by merging the fruits of trials he couldn’t handle, he felt confident in the runes that made it possible.
Even if a flying type monster body-checked him, he could smoothly dodge.
Even against the interference of the academy’s massive mana induction, he had successfully inscribed the specific induction spell of the professor’s office mailbox.
The deeper his understanding of the runes, the more refined his precision became.
A beginner’s runes might be sloppy, sending things off course or lacking in power entirely.
For a competent person like Alex, it was impossible for the induction spell he personally inscribed to go awry unless he faced a mana disaster.
It surely would be that way.
But it was not.
He saw it.
It was returning.
The paper airplane he had sent away.
The proud embodiment of the runes he inscribed.
Plop.
It returned as if it were home to Oknodie’s backpack.
“What on earth did you put in that backpack that every paper airplane I throw just comes right back here?!”
“Hmmm~ Do you want to see?”
“Yes!”
Let me see what’s so special about it.
In response to Alex’s angry shout, Oknodie, filled with the thrill of showcasing specialized knowledge, pulled out their paper aircraft carrier.
“Tada! It’s a paper aircraft carrier that can hold a ton of paper airplanes!”
This was the latest model of the recently reconstructed aircraft carrier that had sunk or been destroyed a few times in previous skirmishes.
Alex rubbed his eyes in disbelief as he gazed at the lavish sight of the newly crafted paper aircraft carrier.
Rune inscriptions filled every nook and cranny.
Tiny inscriptions, so numerous that counting them would send fear through his heart.
But these runes flowed seamlessly through circuits of mana with connection, separation, and rotation, activating and forming differently depending on the activity.
All told, the total might well exceed one hundred thousand runes, an astonishing amount.
There was no way it wouldn’t return.
Not with the mana induction of the professor’s office mailbox so far away.
The reason it couldn’t resist the beckoning from Oknodie’s backpack became clear.
“So, what do you think? Isn’t it super cool?”
“You, you… I mean, just who the heck are you…? What year did you graduate?!”
“Graduate? I’m a third-year student from the 981 class!”
Alex honestly could not believe it.
At this point, he would have reluctantly accepted his fate if Oknodie decided to drag him down into the academy’s oldest hell pit saying, “You’ve figured it out. Come to my research lab.”
Because he had seen the sight of paper airplanes beyond his control getting sucked into the aircraft carrier, it was only the natural order of things.
“[Buzhaar Professor’s Office Mailbox Induction Spell]”
“[Plato Professor’s Office Mailbox Induction Spell]”
“[Weird Professor’s Office Mailbox Induction Spell]”
All kinds of specialized induction spell waveforms engraved on every professor’s mailbox were exactly duplicated, even snatching away messages with output stronger than the original mailbox.
Then, he meticulously copied the contents of the message, before finally sending the paper airplane back to the mailbox, which meant Oknodie was essentially keeping tabs on all the professors’ mailboxes and personal communications at the academy.
“Is there anything after rune magic?”
Oknodie, who shamelessly asked this, didn’t even need to open the paper airplane.
If what he was seeing was the truth, the structural request written by Alex would have long been copied inside the aircraft carrier.
He was merely a toy dancing in the amusement of Oknodie.