episode_0011

The imminent conflict between Leon and I was forced to stop due to mediation rather than Princess Hilde’s mediation.

With his authority as a princess, his power as the student council president, and the authority of the Hellier Church, Leon had to stop without being able to utter any more words.

I had to quietly remove the middle finger that was fucking me.

In the lull between us, Princess Hilde naturally came in, the black boots on her long legs hitting the floor.

“It’s been a while, Leon. I see you are doing well these days. The clothes are very nice.”

“I spend my days working hard as an academy cadet under His Majesty’s leadership.”

“And… … .”

Hilde glanced at Leon’s semi-knightly uniform filled with gold decorations and praised him empty-handed.

Leon’s mental state was highly doubtful, as he was even more golden than the princess of his country.

Hilde took her eyes off Leon’s shabby, wealthy, gold-covered robes and slowly looked at Cass.

“… … .”

“Cas. That’s a really old saying. The face… … . Huh! Big!”

“… ?”

Hilde was suddenly surprised to see a face that wasn’t Cass’s but Cass’s, so she couldn’t help but cough.

What’s happening all of a sudden?!! Did you get hit so hard by Cass that your face turned 180 degrees?

You suddenly look so handsome! This kind of surprise attack is against the law in a woman’s mind!

Hilde was so shocked that she started talking loudly like a normal girl of her age.

His icy poker face almost collapsed.

“Keuhum. Are you sure you are Cass? What if you see a familiar criminal wearing an anklet?”

“That’s right, Her Royal Highness.”

I was suspicious of Hilde’s strange behavior.

He started coughing so hard all of a sudden, what was he trying to say?

Are you really going to say something insulting again in front of so many people?

As Cass was not a telepath, he could not understand the extremely passionate praise for Cass’s new appearance that was happening in Hilde’s mind, so he was naturally nervous.

Because to Cass, Hilderan was a bitch who openly insulted her.

“Hmm. It’s nice to see the change. It’s just like when we were ten years old.”

“Is that so? I guess I devoted a lot to it back then.”

Hilde’s words brought back memories from when I was ten years old.

That the young me back then was this handsome?

I guess it wasn’t really like that?

For Hilde, young Cass, who showed her the new people and the path the country should take, was still the best man.

Cass’ appearance now also looked similar to the glorified Cass VII in my memories.

However, on the other hand, Cass’s memories of Hilde were good only until she was ten years old, before the rebellion of her father, Archduke Philamore of the South.

If only Cass had remained an honorable figure in Hilde’s heart.

From the perspective of the present Cass, whose memories have returned, Hilde was nothing more than a newly reformed idol princess who clumsily gulped down Cass’s knowledge of modern politics and administration and was doing well to some degree.

Twin years. At that level, it’s really top-notch.

In the uncivilized Middle Ages, how could a woman, especially the youngest daughter, challenge for the difficult position of kingship that required her to overtake her brothers?

If I were to consume that much of my knowledge, wouldn’t I be inundated with parasites in my stomach?

Is it because it’s a block of ice that’s cold even to the inside, so there’s nothing there?

Even the toughest fighter will never be able to overcome that bitch’s ice face.

“Fighting on the day of the sacred warrior selection ceremony can also be seen as disbelief in God. Don’t fight on days like today. Or is the authority of the royal family and the church lower than the gravel on the roadside?

“… … 2I will gladly accept Her Highness’s recommendations.”

Leon, a male servant, bent down closely first.

You idiot, you bastard. A man just holds back even though he ate a lot of taffy.

This guy is really a bitch.

What did Bella find good in following a guy like this?

I glanced at Bella and saw that she was just following her husband(?) Leon, lightly bending her waist towards Hilde.

“I will also gladly accept Her Royal Highness’s recommendation.”

“I’m glad that Cass happily accepted my heart. However, since you are a traitor, please be more careful about how you conduct yourself. So that I don’t cut you down by mistake.”

mother.

I clicked my tongue when I heard Princess Hilde’s suddenly cute words about cutting up people.

You cold-blooded killer, do you think that if you cut off a person’s limbs, they will grow back like planaria?

The princess with cold blood did not seem to be a human, a warm-blooded animal.

And what is it like to receive your words with such joy… .

I haven’t had your heart happy since I was ten years old when you abandoned me.

Rather, wouldn’t you know it if I was criticized by people around me because of your remarks?

Anyway, I had to reluctantly bow my head to the authority of the royal family, but the feeling wasn’t as bad as I thought.

That’s because I was able to get away easily after feeding Leon a large amount of taffy.

The decision that Princess Hilde gave me felt better than I expected.

I smiled softly as I looked at Leon, who was still lowering his head with an angry expression on his face.

****

Hero selection ceremony.

Only a select few academies in the Kingdom of Bemes were qualified to perform this sacred event once a year.

The elite academy, where human resources were carefully selected, was not simply a place to train high-quality future human resources.

It was also a cradle of hope that raised holy warriors who extinguished the demons that suddenly appeared from various places due to the Demon Gate and caused a stir, as well as the high-ranking demons that occasionally appeared and inflicted great damage.

A special academy education where the country and the church work together to consistently produce the next generation of divine warriors.

The end of the elite academy’s proven curriculum was for a small number of qualified third-year students to proudly become sacred warriors.

“It’s been a while. Cardinal Benedict.”

“It’s been a while. Commander of the Knights of Bern.”

The Hellier Order, which was in charge of the overall process of the warrior selection ceremony, was dispatching Cardinal Benedict directly to the Academy auditorium where the ceremony would be held.

On the royal side, Bern, commander of the 4th Royal Knights, came out leading the knights.

As expected from the best Royal Academy, Bemes Academy had many great people gathered together for today’s event.

“The current confrontation system is perfect. What is the arrangement of the Royal Knights?”

“Of course, we have tight security to prevent even an ant from entering. Anyone who raises a hand cannot approach.”

“Thank goodness. Let’s do our best in the future.”

The two confirmed the current academy security.

Murmur.

And in the VIP section of the main auditorium where Bern and Benedict were sitting, well over a hundred people were sitting and talking loudly.

There was a huge buzz, and there were far too many VIPs to be considered an event for just one academy.

However, the Holy Hero, the owner of the relic, had that much influence on society.

Merchants who want to maintain and secure additional stable farms, mines, and urban trade routes by forming relationships with new sacred warriors.

Senior Holy Knights looking for a new Assai for the Holy Knights of the Church.

Even the cremated daughters brought by their noble fathers to see them face off against high-ranking rookie divine warriors.

Even powerful nobles who want to secure the stability of their territory by having a sacred warrior as their personal family knight.

Although the evaluation grade of a holy warrior may not be completely the same as the grade of the relic selected in the warrior selection ceremony.

The person who will become one is completely different from the very beginning.

Except for the core powers of the kingdom, most people and forces were making noise in anticipation of the birth of a new divinity at this hero selection ceremony.

“There are a lot more people at this rider’s hero selection ceremony than I expected. Is it because of an old prophecy? Cardinal Benedict.”

“A young man who will become a great warrior in the future pulls out the glorious sword of Ten Thousand Changes that has not been drawn for over a hundred years.”

“In our denomination, we cannot officially believe in prophets who are not religious. If the owner of the Sword of Ten Thousand Changes appears, it will be a great blessing for all who are suffering.”

The Commander of the Knights of Bern and Cardinal Benedict waited for the event to begin while talking about an old prophecy.

When so many economy, student, and VIP seats were all filled up.

Arien Etepais appeared on one side of the main hall, accompanied by James, the guard, and Melissa, a maid who had just woken up from a fainting spell for a few days.

“Melissa. Are you okay? You’re not feeling well yet, are you?”

“It’s okay, lady. I don’t know if the young lady might become a divine warrior, so how could I leave this out?”

“Lady! If anything happens, I will definitely take care of it this time!”

Empty! James, the escort knight, appealed greatly to Arien by tapping on the armor on his chest.

Arien smiled lightly at the two servants who had been taking care of her for a long time, shaking off her worries about Melissa.

“More than that, young lady. You really said that Cass has completely changed, right?”

“Yes. balm. From the time I went to ask about the poisoned macaron, he was a completely different person from head to toe.”

“Really?”

Arien was tired of the questions Melissa kept asking her about Cass, but she still answered briefly.

From the moment Melissa woke up after being lightly healed from the poison macaron with the help of Saint Ceres, she kept asking about Cass.

I still think he sent me a poisoned macaron, and I don’t even want to talk about Cass, who I only said goodbye to in a cold way.

Whenever Melissa had the chance, she kept asking about Cass’ information.

Sometimes James also asked questions about Cass.

As the two continued to ask boring questions, I kept getting an uncertain feeling.

Arien felt a faint sense of anxiety from the two people.

However, he did not directly interrogate the two people he trusted.

“We’ve already come this far! I’m going to my student seat, see you later. Melissa, James!”

“Lady! See you later!”

Irene walked to the designated student seat with a slightly gloomy mind.

I gently suppressed my uncertain feelings.

Meanwhile, the maid Melissa and the escort driver James retreated to a corner and started chatting before going to their assigned economy seats.

“Really! How did this happen! I heard you said that if you take a weak poison that only causes fainting, you can completely drive away that guy!”

“I never thought Cass, who suddenly changed, would quickly begin to be recognized by those around her… . The head of the family who gave the order probably didn’t expect such an upheaval in Cass. Damn it.”

“The head of the family is also really frustrated. How can you protect the reputation of a spirited young lady by destroying Cass in such a coercive way? … . Thanks to you, the situation is only getting weirder.”

The two servants were following the orders secretly sent by the Marquis of Etepais, and felt strongly that the current situation was becoming strange.

At the head of the family’s orders, they carried out a poison macaron operation to ruin Cass’s reputation.

I tried my best to act like I was going to die right after eating the poisoned macaron.

I stayed up all night practicing copying Cass’s handwriting and imitating his unique packaging.

After Cas turned a bully named Lucius into an asshole, his reputation suddenly began to rise.

Thanks to this, the two employees were only left feeling anxious after the success of the operation.

And today, the hero selection ceremony, was the day when Melissa and James felt the most anxious.

What should we do if the completely different Cass becomes a Holy Hero?

Being chosen as a holy warrior meant that the relic had the minimum humanity to choose.

So, it was clear that Arien, who naturally recognized Cass’s minimal personality, immediately suspected Cass of the shady poison macaron incident.

A man who presents a shady poisonous macaron to the woman he has a crush on will never be chosen for a sacred relic!

So what if Arien feels very suspicious and suddenly starts an investigation without sanctuary?

What if even those of us close to him begin to conduct a thorough investigation?

Their future was completely ruined.

“Please. I hope that guy Cass doesn’t become a Holy Hero! Cass is a traitor, a traitor, a fool, a stupid loser who takes his woman away from others, and a complete loser. Hellyer, please don’t let Cass become a Holy Hero!”

“Melissa, aren’t the contents of your prayers too bad?”

“James! Let’s quickly and quietly pray together! There is denial in prayer! Do you want to be despised by Lady Arien?!”

“Shop.”

As the bitches, James and Melissa, were experiencing so much injustice in other people’s lives, they began desperately praying to Goddess Helier in the sky to have their prayers fulfilled without a speck of dust.

It was a laughable skit that took place on one side of the sacred warrior selection ceremony.

and.

Cass slowly walked through the wide open doors of the main auditorium.

Cass gazed at the central stage of the hero selection ceremony, which was almost ready.

The hero selection ceremony, where many fates were swirling, was right in front of us.

Cass very leisurely found his student seat and sat down.