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    A space where you can overlook the garden at a glance,

    The main hall on the 3rd floor of the main building.

    Shiron, who was dressed in a neat suit rather than a priest’s uniform and had pomade on his hair, glanced at the head of the table at the large table.

    ‘There is none…’

    The place where Hugo was originally supposed to be was empty. I had expected Eldrina to meet me alone, but it seemed that Hugo had not returned from his expedition.

    “He said he was still on an expedition.”

    Eldrina said even though she wasn’t asked. As she sat across from Siron, she noticed, even if only briefly, that Siron’s gaze had moved towards the head of the table.

    “When did you go to war?”

    “It’s been quite a while. It’s been well over five months.”

    “…It’s taking a long time.”

    Siron put his hand to his mouth, feeling bitter. Although I exchanged greetings with Hugo through letters a few times, Hugo did not write down trivial stories due to his personality.

    Just saying hello to Shiron.

    However, Siron did not know that Hugo was exhausted. At some point, his handwriting began to become a little shaky.

    ‘I guess it means that leisure is gradually disappearing.’

    Hugo is not young either. Defeating a huge monster in one blow will add up to two or three, and the march to the destination will also slow down.

    Just as the seemingly indestructible Iron Fortress is damaged by wind and rain, Siron knew that Hugo, the great shield of the empire, would one day collapse.

    ‘I need to meet my uncle sometime. ‘Either I go first, or you follow along on the next expedition.’

    Even though Hugo refused to listen to the future, Siron had no intention of leaving him alone. I owed him a lot, so if I didn’t act like a human being… it was obvious that I would end up in hell after death.

    Eldrina smiled bitterly and picked up the silverware.

    “We are not gathered here to talk about such heavy things. Let’s eat quickly.”

    “…Yes”

    Shiron nodded and looked at Eldrina.

    Her skin was wrinkle-free, which was hard to imagine as a woman with a daughter in her mid-teens, but there were obvious signs of fatigue around her eyes.

    Siron, who was looking at Eldrina’s eyes, smiled at his fidgeting younger brother.

    “Siriel.”

    “Uh, huh?”

    “Is the academy worth attending?”

    “Uh…”

    Siriel, who was sitting across from me, flinched at the sudden question. Because of the heavy atmosphere, it was difficult for her to speak, but when I spoke to her first, a smile appeared on her face.

    “It’s a good place. I was able to make a lot of friends, and I never knew that learning things I didn’t know could be so much fun.”

    “Lucia is.”

    “I’m fine too.”

    Lucia was able to answer right away, perhaps because she expected her turn to come.

    “The academy is a good place. You can also read a lot of books. Also… should I say that my interpersonal relationships have expanded a bit? That’s right.”

    “The reviews are generous. I was like a seminary dog.”

    Since it was in front of Eldrina, he decided to choose his words a bit, but when he thought about his time at the seminary, Shiron’s teeth suddenly gritted.

    “Is it because you entered school at such a young age? It’s sad that I was young, but I was often ignored because I was small.”

    “…Really?”

    “Are you lucky if you just get ignored? There was a lot of talk about fraudulent admissions, and the smell of rotten milk was in the air for a while in the bathroom.”

    ‘Saennim, the bastards are feeling good again.’

    I used my storage ability to cheat to avoid the supervisor’s eyes, but I guess the bullying didn’t stop at the beginning of my freshman year.

    Of course, as soon as a duel was called, he beat him to the point where he didn’t die, and even in the slightest fight where shoulders bumped in the hallway, Siron swung his fist without caring whether the opponent ended up in the hospital or not.

    “…That wasn’t written in the letter, right?”

    Lucia looked at Siron with a slightly surprised expression. Siron shrugged his shoulders and said.

    “The situation was resolved before I even wrote the letter.”

    “How did you do it?”

    “Because you lost, you just crawled on your own?”

    “…Really?”

    “Of course, it wasn’t solved just by hitting it once.”

    Siron continued speaking as he put a large piece of meat into his mouth.

    “There were a few unripe babies. He had a needless desire to win, and later, seniors started coming one after another.”

    “Then… what did you do next?”

    “Whatever.”

    Siron made a giggling expression. It wasn’t an honorable story to tell, but since Lucia was interested, there was nothing I couldn’t tell her.

    “I went in front of the High One and cried bitterly.”

    “…”

    “I still remember Captain Malleus’ face at that time. His face started to turn white, but then his face suddenly became bright. He personally came to the seminary and gently caressed the faces of the professor and dean. That was a really smart move.”

    Slap-slap-slap-

    Shiron patted his food-filled cheek and smiled. It wasn’t an honest story because I was proud and all, but I didn’t feel any shame in saying it.

    Since people are flocking to do childish things to discipline a 13-year-old, they can’t help but become equally childish.

    “So what should I do? My pride was crushed in front of students who had not even dried their blood, so I was like a priest or something.”

    “…I see.”

    Lucia nodded, wringing her hands.

    *

    “Now that I think about it. He sent something like this to you.”

    After finishing the meal, Eldrina, who was sipping tea, held out a letter to Siron.

    “It’s a letter?”

    “Okay. You came to me because you were thinking about the possibility that you might not receive it.”

    “It seems like a pretty important letter.”

    Siron received the letter and opened it.

    ‘It’s not my uncle’s handwriting.’

    Siron frowned. The sender was clearly Hugo Prien, but unlike the bold, bold handwriting, the letter had thin letters that stretched out.

    Lucia, who was watching Shiron quickly read the letter, came up behind him.

    “What is it about?”

    “…They tell me to come to Dawnseong Fortress for the coming-of-age ceremony.”

    Siron picked up the letter and handed it over to Lucia.

    Although he came in front of Siron, there was no hesitation in his actions since there was nothing that would be embarrassing to show to others.

    “…immediately?”

    Lucia opened her eyes wide after checking the letter. Lucia was immediately taken aback by the unkind request that did not even consider the other person’s circumstances.

    “Okay. Not only me, but also Siriel and Lucia, they ask you to come immediately.”

    “But…”

    “I’m fine.”

    It was Siriel who answered. She was already by Siron’s side.

    “It’s a coming-of-age ceremony, so what do I need? Should I bring separate armor or weapons?”

    “Ciriel, what about the academy?”

    Lucia expressed concern, but Siriel smiled faintly as if it was no problem.

    “The academy isn’t important, right? Summer is coming and vacation is coming soon, and students often take leave of absence due to individual circumstances, so this won’t be a big problem.”

    ‘Traveling with my brother…’

    Of course, Siriel’s true intentions were different.

    When weighed on the scales in my mind, nothing could be heavier than poetry, so it was natural for my academic achievements to take a backseat.

    “What. If it becomes a problem after missing a few days, wouldn’t it be okay to think about it then?”

    “…Do you think that way, too?”

    “Why not?”

    Eldrina nodded, stood up and spoke. My daughter’s comment, which seemed to indicate that she did not value academics, could have been a bit problematic, but I did not point it out because it was not wrong.

    ‘It’s a story I already knew.’

    “Don’t worry and go back.”

    “…”

    ‘what?’

    Lucia was a little embarrassed. The students at the academy he remembers worked hard not to miss any days of attendance.

    If you were even late, rather than absent, the professors would call your name and scold you. Students also changed their entire lives by adapting to the academy.

    Lucia was one of those students.

    “No need for armor. Everything you need will be prepared there. However, it might be a good idea to bring a weapon you are familiar with.”

    Siron replied, annoyed by Siriel’s self-talk. His demeanor seemed calm at first, but when you look inside, he was the most excited person in the room.

    ‘at las…’

    Shiron swallowed his saliva and thought about the coming-of-age ceremony. The coming-of-age ceremony was the first step for Lucia and Siron to move into the world in Reincarnated Swordsman. In comparison, it could be said to be a departure ceremony.

    ‘Where is the academy?’

    If you do well, you may be able to obtain the Holy Sword and the Star Sword, Sirius and Spica.

    Dog star.

    Spica.

    Unlike the Holy Sword, a sacred sword, the Holy Sword, a sword forged from starlight, was one of the weapons that Lucia and Siriel must obtain in the current situation.

    ‘It’s also a sword from a storybook.’

    And Siron may also become stronger. In the original, Siron was able to use mana, so he thought there might be something special happening now that the coming-of-age ceremony was starting.

    “It’s okay, Lucia. If there is a problem, I will take full responsibility.”

    “…How?”

    Lucia looked up at Siron with anticipation. Responsibility was a word that rarely came out of Siron’s mouth. Siron patted Lucia on the back, telling her not to worry.

    “Victor is the student council president there?”

    “…Huh? Why is he?”

    “If you have a problem, big or small, you can just ask him. If it doesn’t work out, I can go find it myself.”

    The academy’s student council president has long been a position with a suspiciously high level of power. It was no different here either. The student council of the seminary where Siron attended was suspiciously powerful.

    ‘It’s a funny story.’

    However, unlike the ridiculous seminary, Victor had sufficient power, even excluding his position as student council president. Since he was a person who was mentioned as the next emperor, Siron’s expectations were not in vain.

    Having a good friend makes things easier. Siron grinned and savored his proud accomplishment.

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