Chapter Index

    It’s been a day since I caught up with Jenna and the boss.

    Thanks to meeting Latina along the way, I was able to return to the academy quickly.

    ‘What are those wounds? And what way did you get out?’

    ‘There is such a thing.’

    Latina was suspicious of me, but thanks to Jenna’s explanation, her suspicions quickly subsided.

    I still remember the Latina’s eyes as she looked at my arm in bewilderment.

    child. You don’t have to worry.

    On the way, a group of students who were with Latina were shocked to see Jenna.

    Jenna looked at them expressionlessly.

    I can’t believe this guy makes an expression like this.

    Something happened.

    From the beginning, the situation in which only the wolf and Jenna were left alone was very suspicious. Because that wasn’t the place where the main character was found by Latina in the original work.

    The road that was blocked by stones looked sloppy, as if someone had blocked it.

    If it’s something that those prideful and arrogant nobles can do to avoid the gaze of commoner Xena…

    It’s roughly predictable.

    But I didn’t think it was something I should interfere with, so I didn’t care.

    Because the protagonist’s problems had to be solved by the protagonist.

    After that, at Jenna’s strong urging, I spent the night in the nurse’s room and my body felt better.

    After all that hard work, it seems like you’ve lost some weight?

    Anyway, the rest of the exams are none of my business as Jenna will do well and pass.

    No matter what happens… there will be next year, right?

    You probably won’t fall down in the story, so don’t worry, Raonzena.

    Anyway, outdoor classes are the worst.

    “I’ll give you 5 minutes, so make a group of two… Today is a special test day.”

    “Hmm…”

    The instructor, who looked tired, closed his eyes and yawned softly.

    It’s nice to see you here, but it has to be now.

    An instructor wearing a dark uniform hat that looks like something a villain would wear.

    Commonly known as ‘Lazy Aranya.’

    He has cool dark blue hair and a slim figure. Eyes with deep dark circles and cool-toned skin that always looks sleepy,

    She was around 150cm tall and had to have her instructors’ uniform altered to wear it because it didn’t fit her…

    Araña, the instructor with the setting, was unexpectedly popular because she was selected for her unique story.

    I couldn’t pick him because he was an NPC.

    I did my best to avoid Aranya’s eyes.

    Today is an outdoor class. In addition, it was a day to conduct performance evaluations as group tasks.

    As of today, romance has died at this academy, with exams taking place without even a chance to enjoy the spring scent of March. Maybe yesterday.

    Above all, it was hot because the sun was shining.

    Seeing as the other kids are fine, am I the only one feeling hot?

    I can’t figure out why I’m the only one who’s hot.

    Huh.

    “What we’re going to do today is spell interpretation, ha-am… mana measurement, and physical strength measurement. Oh, by the way, spell interpretation is a group project, so you have to do well on both to get a high score, right? This is important.”

    The sight of him talking and nodding his head was a bit cute.

    The problem is that many students protested after those words.

    “Where is that already?!”

    “That’s right! That’s what happened to you last year too, right?”

    “Teacher, you’re so cute!”

    The pranks of affectionate and humorous people who are half playful.

    As expected, Aranya was a very popular instructor among students. First of all, maybe it’s because he’s in his twenties.

    Perhaps he didn’t really like that fact, but after seeing the students’ reactions, he brushed his dark blue hair down and sighed.

    “Ha.. That’s how I feel. And the guy who said I’m cute is coming out. You’re cleaning the staff room for a week.”

    “Yeh?!”

    “Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.”

    “Hehehe, I’ve recognized you since we were flirting.”

    “No…I’m saying it’s really unfair?”

    The man who had enjoyed the joy of volunteering for a week thanks to a few words was in despair.

    The other students, both men and women, were busy laughing and making fun of him.

    At this age, students were happy just watching the leaves fall.

    “Do you want to join me?”

    “Good. Don’t be late in interpreting the spell.”

    “……”

    “Hey, do you want to join us?”

    If close students were asked to form groups, there was always someone left out.

    The gap widens, especially for students who are in their third year and have some level of familiarity with each other. In other words, the rich get richer and the poor get poorer through friendship.

    In a situation where people without friends keep having to choose who to hang out with, Dyers fell into the former category.

    It may have been the time when he was running rampant with the Howlan family on his back, or the time when he was a member of the student council executive, but there was no one who would ‘suggest’ that Dyers form a team with him out of pure favor.

    I also knew that fact well, so I didn’t bother to ask anyone to join me.

    In the end, when the group was formed except for me and one other person, Araña opened her mouth as if she was annoyed.

    “You two are the ones left, right..? Dyers and Richie are the ones left, so you two do it.”

    As she said that, Aranya glanced at me slightly.

    I did my best to ignore those gazes and looked at my teammate (Kang Jeong).

    “Tsk. Why do I have to work with a pig like this?”

    Beggar John has long, brilliant blonde hair, is tall, about 170 cm tall, and has fierce blue eyes. He has a pretty face at first glance.

    However, it is her right arm that attracts so much attention that it overshadows it.

    Richet, who has no right arm, was a commoner who was formerly a member of the student council and currently a member of the Women’s Association.

    In the original work, she was not a villain, but was a reactionary figure who opposed Jenna on several occasions.

    The worst outcome, if you choose the ‘destruction’ route, you will become a villain and fight bloody hard with Jenna in the middle part.

    Of course, what’s worse than that is that Dyers confessed to Richet and criticized him.

    I couldn’t believe I was in the same group as this guy.

    “It’s not good for me either, so let’s finish it quickly.”

    “I’m going to rest, so you go and get some, you pig.”

    Richet says that and lies down.

    I didn’t really want to fight over something like this, so I obediently headed over to get the magic question paper.

    Richet looked at me with a puzzled look as he just walked away, probably because he thought I would refute or get angry.

    As I was about to receive the question paper from Aranya, some guys started arguing.

    “Hey… isn’t this Prince Howlan?”

    I turned my head at the obvious argumentative tone.

    “What.”

    “Oh my, have you already forgotten me? You’re Viscount Berry’s Straw. If you’re still like that, wouldn’t it be difficult to live? You’ll be excommunicated from the Howlan family and kicked out of the student council, ugh. If it were me, I’d have dropped out of shame, Dyers.”

    Straw was a guy with a wry smile and a knack for sarcasm.

    Even the guys behind him started laughing little by little at the way he spoke.

    Of course, there was no profit in continuing to listen to such things.

    “What do you want to say?”

    “Now we’re finally able to communicate a little better. I’m only saying this now, Dyers…”

    Straw raised his tiptoes and looked at me and said.

    “Until now, we’ve been avoiding you because you belong to the Howlan family. You have no business, you stupid pig.

    Aren’t you embarrassed that you always criticize topics about which you have no skills or anything? “Is it just me?”

    “In the end, there is a lot to be said about the subject of a petty person who avoided it because he was afraid of his family name. Did Viscount Berry teach you to boast so proudly that you are a coward and an idiot?”

    Straw’s face crumpled when he heard what I said.

    I wasn’t young enough to fall for childish provocation with a clear purpose.

    This body has a lot of karma to be angry about something like that.

    However, I was not so sick of it that I tolerated provocations that were made openly to my face.

    My theory was that if you’re going to criticize others, you have to be prepared to eat pad ribs.

    As the atmosphere gradually became colder, Richet entered the war.

    He seemed a little angry when he didn’t come after lying down waiting.

    “Hey, white pig! Why aren’t you coming like this!”

    I glanced at Straw.

    Richet followed my gaze and said as he looked at the guy.

    “What is it, you guys? Isn’t it going off?”

    “Tch. Are you avoiding it because you’re afraid of poop or because it’s dirty? Anyway, cheer up, Dyers. You won’t even pass because you can’t even interpret a spell.

    “That bastard…”

    Richet’s already fierce eyes began to grow even fiercer as he didn’t like Straw’s harsh actions.

    “There is no end to dealing with something like that.”

    Saying that, I opened the test paper I had received.

    Looking at that day with pitiful eyes, Richet said something.

    “Tsk, you always argue… ugh, that’s enough.”

    Ignoring her, I read the spell.

    Well, nothing much.

    “This is so complicated. What on earth does this look like?”

    Richet, who uses a sword in the first place, is weak in this area, so this reaction is not unreasonable.

    I calmly interpreted the technique.

    It is a demolition magic that can produce nearly 3 times the destruction effect due to the overlap of the 3 elements, water, grass, and wind, but the duration is more than 3 times shorter.

    And the key to interpreting this spell was to add a ‘expiration’ spell that would extend the duration.

    After solving all the problems, I was about to submit it, but Richet stopped me.

    “Hey, hey. Is this right? What’s so fast?”

    “It’s true, so don’t worry.”

    “No, I’m not going to do anything anyway, so I have nothing to say, but if I get an F, won’t we both be screwed?”

    “You get an E just by betting…”

    “Oh, that’s right. Then just pay it. I’m going to sleep again.”

    When Richie, a bad student, realized that he would avoid failing the grade, he lay down again and went to sleep.

    Leaving her behind, I headed to submit the problem to Aranya.

    “Why are they giving it up so quickly? It’s been less than a minute since they received the problem, right?”

    “Can’t you tell by looking at them? They’re both bad at interpreting magic. I’m just saying I’m not going to waste time.”

    “It’ll be easier for us if you put it on the floor.”

    I heard sneers and ridicule here and there, but it was none of my business.

    I handed the paper to Aranya.

    Aranya spoke to me with a sour face.

    “Dyers. I don’t really like jokes.”

    “What a coincidence. I don’t like it at all either.”

    “If you get too many E’s, it will affect your ability to graduate… Well, that’s none of my business. I’ll grade you.”

    Even the instructor, Aranya, was confident that I would get an E.

    However, I was confident that I had memorized all the tricks in the game.

    “oh.”

    “hmm.”

    “Hmm.”

    Aranya’s eyes widened slightly when she saw the test paper.

    Considering that her eyes rarely widened in Pro 7, I was able to infer the result.

    “Dyers.”

    “what?”

    There is nothing wrong with it.

    I looked at Instructor Aranya with a confident expression.

    It’s definitely A.

    “You’re class president.”

    Fucked.

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