Episode 125. Princess, please have mercy… (2)
If you inherit royal blood, there are usually many good things about it.
Enjoying the absolute power that comes from status is a given, and the benefits of a proven education and the ability to pursue a desired career are guaranteed.
In a word, a golden spoon. It refers to those who are guaranteed a comfortable life.
But the bad points are also simple: the pressure and responsibility that comes from authority, the gaze of the lower classes, and the power struggle using politics.
When you build a castle, there are bound to be flaws. The higher the castle, the more noticeable the flaws become. This is because the flaws also increase or grow in proportion to the volume.
Even if you were born into a common noble family, it would not be difficult to find flaws. If it were a royal family, it would be pointless to explain it.
Mirona Divine Kirien. All she received was the Emperor’s bloodline.
There were several times when I was almost assassinated just because of my bloodline.
“What… what a monster.”
The testing room was completely destroyed. Manus Holonez, the first-year magician in charge of overseeing this exam, muttered quietly.
Little is known about the third princess, Mirona. Considering that fact alone, it could be predicted that she would not be loved by the emperor.
It felt strange not to be assassinated, though…
‘It wasn’t that I avoided assassination… I defeated the assassin myself!’
Princess Mirona still had her face sticking out from the torn space. Manus felt a great sense of dissonance at the sight of her confused face.
When I watched it on screen… her face turned ghost-like for a moment.
“Um… What should we do now?”
Princess Mirona asked tremblingly. She was the one who showed the most terrifying power, but she was the one who was scared.
* * * * *
‘There must be chaos by now.’
The morning was a theory class. While listening to the class, I was slowly thinking about the event that was about to happen.
A class placement test for freshmen. It is not much different from the practical test that is given occasionally.
However, all freshmen take the test in the spacious gymnasium in the basement of the dormitory, not in the regular gymnasium.
Combat, magic, alchemy, all of that is locked up in a subspace and start over.
Among them, the first person confirmed for Class A was Saint Nevia.
Nebia originally lacked combat experience. When dealing with golems, there were bound to be many disadvantages.
However, she continued to display her hidden talents and took the top spot in class A.
‘Even though I couldn’t catch the 5th level golem… that drove Nebia completely crazy.’
The moment when you become clearly aware of your own talent. From that moment on, you become arrogant and look down on others.
He uses aggro-filled lines to accuse others of being lower level than him.
Until we see the next successful candidate.
Kuung-
At that moment, there was a loud noise and the floor shook.
Although the sound was not loud and it was not a high-intensity earthquake, it was enough to disrupt class.
“What’s happening all of a sudden?”
“How would you understand?”
The students attending the class are greatly embarrassed.
“Who caused the accident?”
“Who is in this class?”
“What’s going on now?”
Inevitably, the space for learning called lecture is filled with worries.
It was a moment when the lesson content about the heart and danjeon, which were originally the sources of magical power flowing in the human body, became increasingly blurred.
“Quiet! Who the hell is talking nonsense during class?”
The professor who was conducting the class instinctively shouted. The silent students looked at him again in surprise.
“It’s not what you think, so don’t worry about it. It was just an accident during the test.”
Aroma Sharonak, a second-year professor of magic. She teaches subjects on the fundamentals of magical power rather than elemental or spirit-centered magic.
Magic power is an important element in all departments, not just the magic department. Many students, including those in the combat department, also take it to understand its power.
Like Jenny and Ruska next to them, and Lyman behind them.
“Is it really an accident?”
When Jenny asked confidently, Aroma smiled and said.
“No monsters or external forces’ magic were detected in the vicinity. It was clearly a minor accident that occurred in the underground testing facility. It will resume soon.”
Since she had a perfect understanding of magic, detecting magic was a piece of cake.
Moreover, he was able to roughly infer what kind of event occurred just from the flow of magical power.
“So don’t look away and concentrate on class.”
Aroma was trying to start the work again indifferently, but…
“A really talented freshman has emerged.”
She was looking back at the blackboard and mumbling softly. The magical power detected was at a level that could not possibly be considered that of a cadet.
If I had to find a cadet who could compare, it would probably be Mary Ludciel?
“Did you feel it just now too?”
“Well, I don’t know about anything else, but I’ve never felt this shaken up while taking an entrance exam.”
“….”
Jenny looked at me and Ruska and asked quietly.
Ruska shared her thoughts based on what she heard from the professor.
I kept my mouth shut as if I still didn’t understand…
“….”
Lyman also remained silent.
Because the girl he cherished…was born as a saint in his last life, and as a monster in this life.
* * * * *
Even though she was a princess, Mirona did not receive the emperor’s love.
Because he was the child of a concubine, he was often neglected by his wife and her children.
However, there was a reason why he was not kicked out of the palace.
That’s the devil’s talent.
A girl who is usually innocent and ignorant, but the moment she holds a sword, she literally becomes a monster.
The vibration that occurred a little while ago was due to the unrestricted use of that sword spirit.
Saint Nevia’s pride was scratched when she saw that sight.
I was proud and thought I was the best… but there was someone flying above the one running.
Nevia, whose self-esteem has fallen, has an enormous sense of entitlement towards the princess.
And, like himself, he was a candidate for student council president. He must have been anxious to bring him down immediately.
‘That gag scene must have been spread like wildfire throughout the school by now.’
If you look at Mirona’s actions at that time, you would question whether she is qualified to be a member of the royal family, let alone the student council president.
Because of that, Nebia finds Mirona even more unpleasant.
From the beginning, the students of Alighieri wanted a high-class student council president.
So, not many people will vote for Mirona.
But her overwhelming talent, her royal status, and her willingness to risk her life for others more than anyone else.
He was later elected as student body president with great support from the students who were impressed by his appearance.
The reason she ran for office was because she wanted to be recognized by her father, the emperor. However, after meeting Lyman, she realizes that all that recognition was in vain.
And gradually, he learns the truth about his father and becomes someone who can stand against him.
‘Mirona is growing up… and Nevia’s mental age is stagnating… .’
If it were the main story, it would be normal for it to end like that.
But this world has been completely turned upside down.
A single stone I throw might come back as a huge wave.
Above all, Nebia must survive at all costs.
‘Please, to lift my curse…’
“Hey, are you taking a look?”
“this!”
grasp!-
The sound of the wooden sword striking the solid surface echoed.
I almost forgot. I had combat training scheduled for this afternoon.
There, they were conducting a power check by selecting two people at a time and having them spar against each other.
Instructor Jason pointed to Lyman first, and Lyman pointed to me.
In short, right now I am…
“Tosamul, you’ve been having more and more thoughts of other things lately.”
“This is driving me crazy. Why did you have to choose someone like me?”
“Now is not the time to be making a fuss. If you do something wrong, you’ll die.”
Yes. If Muto hadn’t blocked Lyman’s wooden sword just now, I would have been unconscious for a while.
‘Thank you, Muto! This time, I’ll have to rely on you.’
“But what can I do because I feel sorry? I just made eye contact with that guy, but my body won’t move.”
‘what?’
Lyman shot Muto a sharp look. Then, Muto could be seen cowering with his tail tucked in obediently.
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it this time…”
‘That’s right, you little snake.’
I was a fool to expect that.
But it was possible because he was Lyman. He could freely release his life energy and make his opponent lose their will to fight.
But seeing that I’m the only one who’s okay, it seems like Lyman has some business to attend to.
Well, that can’t be helped… .
“You used to laugh so much back then, but your expression is different now.”
“You could have just said you were sorry. Are you trying to catch someone?”
“Haha, if that was all it ended with, I wouldn’t be here.”
He’s like a fucking main character. You can’t find any of the kindness that’s typical of school drama main characters.
He is a guy who is better suited to being the main character of a school drama than this genre.
‘I want to change this time. I don’t mind being like a fool, but please be a protagonist full of trust and kindness…’
Lyman closes the gap again. His arms are too bruised to block it.
It’s a miracle I’m still holding the wooden sword, having been hit so many times since the start.
I instinctively shot a black lightning bolt at the black dragon. However, he easily dodged it and grabbed me from behind, strangling me with his wooden sword.
“From now on, listen carefully to what I say.”
What do you want me to hear in this situation? I’m suffocating.
Still, I controlled my strength so that I could speak.
“Do you know what would happen if I wrote down in the newspaper what I saw this morning?”
“Poetry, newspaper?”
Oh, come to think of it, I was in the newspaper club.
At that time, it couldn’t have been anything but a good article.
“If you try to make views using the rumor that’s already out there, you’ll die. If you even think about it, you’ll die. If you even write one word, you’ll die. The moment you even pick up a pen, you’ll die. No, just be careful because you’ll die no matter what you do. Do you understand?”
“You crazy bastard! What do you want me to do if I die no matter what I do?”
If I keep doing this, I’m afraid they’ll kill me even if I’m careful. The more I think about it, the more creepy it gets.
He’s like a kid who came to the wrong project to star in.
“Stop! That’s it.”
Jason, who had been watching, declared victory.
Lyman, who had been strangling me, let go of me and stood up. Then he said.
“Still… it’s not boring because you’re here.”
Lyman’s nervous expression softened a lot. It was surprising how quickly he calmed down.
‘I kind of expected it to be a loss.’
Rather, we should be thankful that it ended like this. Even more so when we think of Travel getting beaten with a tree branch.
‘Please be careful next time. Please!’
I stood up, beating myself up. I couldn’t help it, it was because I laughed.
“Are you okay?”
It was Professor Radian who approached me and extended his hand.
It would be a loss not to have received the kind hand of that sturdy figure.
“It’s okay. But why are you doing this to me?”
He was the kind of person who would just sit back and watch when other cadets were competing. I cautiously wondered if he was showing favoritism toward me.
“Nothing else….”
Radian’s mouth came close to my ear.
He took the lead in whispering and spoke in that state.
“Radon, it would be best if you didn’t use a fishing rod from now on.”
“why?”
“fizzle!”
I know full well that my main weapon is a fishing rod, but he covered my mouth and dragged me against the bathroom wall.
“What is the reason?”
“It might sound strange to say this, but… there’s something strange about it.”
He nodded to Jason, who was leading the next match.
“You know there’s something strange about that guy.”
“Yes.”
“He must have come to this academy with some dirty plan. Other than that, he has no other reason to come to such a romantic place.”
Radian knows Jason well. To Jason, who treats innocent people like insects, the Academy must seem like nothing more than a den of vermin.
“So be careful. Hide your power just in case. That’s why I want to leave you behind as a last resort.”
It wasn’t a wrong statement. Jason’s natural enemy was none other than Radian.
It wasn’t for nothing that I chose the route that saved him.
“Then I’ll believe you.”
“Thank you.”
There will be results commensurate with the amount of life saved.
Hiding one’s own background is in line with my tricks as a conman.
I took his advice and returned to my original position.
“What did you talk about with Professor Radian?”
“It’s nothing. He was just asking if I wrote about his romantic activities in an article.”
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Jenny next to me made up a somewhat plausible lie.
“Oh, is that so? Even the professor was embarrassed.”
Jenny, who was quite innocent, fell for those words. I should leave Jenny and not tell the other kids.
“Then I guess I’ll have to use a normal sword for the time being.”
‘I guess so.’
After Muto spoke naturally… the training ended after about an hour.
Jason, standing on the stage, shouts at us who are crowded together.
“I’ve been watching you all along… but except for a few very small numbers, it’s really bad!”
“….”
“Then it’s obvious that you’ll fall behind in the freshman joint training tomorrow!”
Joint training for freshmen.
The goal is to compete with those who have recently entered the school and share each other’s skills.
The purpose is none other than to have junior cadets emulate the strength of their seniors.
“What juniors look up to the most is skill! So, starting today, stop thinking about trivial things and stay up all night. Got it?”
Stay up all night?
Even so, isn’t that going too far ahead… That was the kind of talk they were whispering among themselves at the time.
“Doesn’t what I’m saying sound like nonsense? If I lose tomorrow and get labeled as having lost to a junior, who will be responsible?”
It’s your own fault. There’s no greater humiliation than being overtaken by someone below you because you’re lazy.
“If you don’t want to experience that humiliation, train at the Rebel Hall until 4 a.m. I will personally guide you!”
The cadets collectively look in despair.
Radian also laments, as if he had known this would happen.
If I fail the test tomorrow because I couldn’t concentrate due to lack of sleep… who is to blame for that?
It’s obvious that this is a method of enjoying one’s own sadism. It’s just a fancy name.
“Then I’ll call out the list of who you’ll be fighting tomorrow!”
Jason took a piece of paper out of his pocket.
The cadets, their faces darkened, recite our opponents without paying any attention.
I remember what happened at the freshman joint training event.
Mirona vs. Extra Male Cadet.
Mirona feels great guilt over seriously injuring the other cadet.
She swings her wooden sword with all her might without thinking, and ends up bloodying the extra.
‘This time too, I feel bad for that extra. I can’t help him with my own strength.’
At that moment, my name began to be called, following Jenny’s, Ruska’s… and Kent’s.
“Radon Crawler vs…”
Jason said, wiggling his eyebrows.
“Mirona Divine Kirien.”
uh…?
Did you hear wrong?
“That’s it! These are the juniors you’ll be dealing with. Remember them well.”
Hmm… I needed to think about it again.
X was given.
This time I really did X.
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