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    “It’s a festival! A festival!”

    The festival at Beatus Academy is so large that it can be said to be the largest event in the empire.

    Because it is such a festival, a huge number of people flock there.

    It seems like everyone is enjoying their youth.

    “Mom…! Look over there!”

    “My son. Didn’t you say it’s dangerous to go alone?”

    “Buy flowers! Only 1 silver per flower!”

    “Cherry blossoms are falling! Wow!”

    Each club makes money by operating a booth or selling food.

    The taste varies greatly depending on the club, but you can feel the scent of immature youth.

    The cherry blossoms in full bloom were pleasing to the eyes and had the effect of cutely overlooking the students’ clumsy mistakes.

    “Hey, Captain! Look at the fruit here!”

    “Don’t be rash. As knights of Howlan, we must maintain our dignity.”

    The rookie apprentice knight, who still looked young, was amazed by the intimidating look in the old knight’s eyes.

    The old knight sighed deeply.

    ‘This guy or that guy… there’s not a single thing I like about him.’

    On the surface, the academy’s festival was meant to revitalize the students’ youth, but in reality, it was nothing more than a way to foster friendship among the great noble families.

    Can you believe that most of the families that support the empire came to a festival just for kids?

    “Haha. It’s been a while since I saw you, Viscount.”

    “There’s nothing interesting happening these days.”

    The old knight, Krante, was a person who hated being friendly with nobles like that. So he always hated festivals.

    But that wasn’t the only thing that was getting on his nerves so much now.

    ‘Howlan Dyers, you damn pig!’

    Confucius, a damn pig who was eventually kicked out for committing all kinds of evil acts, persevered and did his job.

    Rumor has it that he is going to confront Confucius of the Laure family with a bet that he will be expelled.

    The rumor was true.

    ‘As a knight of Howlan, there is no such thing as a god of shame.’

    In any case, the defeat of the idiot Confucius was a predetermined fate and an unstoppable tragedy.

    Krante was sweating profusely. In particular, Howlan’s knights, who were obsessed with winning and losing, could never tolerate defeat.

    No matter how much Confucius was kicked out, losing the bastard Confucius was like throwing fresh food to those nobles.

    In particular, the thought of the always annoying members of the Laur family barking at Howlan makes my blood boil.

    “Keuuu…!”

    Someone approached the old knight.

    The head of the Laur family, whose power is rapidly increasing, no matter what they have done recently.

    It was Count Laure Tracy.

    “Oh my, isn’t this Lord Krante? Haha. Such a coincidence.”

    “…It’s been a while since I saw you. What’s going on?”

    ‘He’s such an old man.’

    Krante said, avoiding Count Laur’s eyes.

    He had a knack for sticking out like an anchovy and only saying things he didn’t want to hear.

    “Haha. I wonder if our Laur family is missing the Beatus Festival. By the way, how is the Prince of Haulan?”

    At those words, Crante’s face became bloodshot.

    Count Laur, sensing this sign, flinched slightly.

    “He is no longer a member of Howlan.”

    “…Hehehe! Still, aren’t you the Prince of the greatest magic family in the empire? When I saw you before, your appearance was even more imposing? Hehehe. There were rumors all over the place that you were so kind.”

    The old knight Krante could not stand it any longer.

    I was already so mad at Confucius that he was so angry, but the sight of him slowly scratching me from the side was a sight to behold.

    factor? Has your appearance become bulky?

    Krante had never seen a pig as big as Confucius in his life.

    I’ve never seen anything as vicious as him in my life.

    “Today’s sparring will be a good experience for our Cont. It breaks my heart to think of Prince Howlan being heartbroken, but isn’t this also an ordeal? Today’s defeat will be an even greater burden.”

    As soon as the count finished speaking, the vassals of the Laur family behind him started giggling.

    On the other hand, the Howlan family’s vassals were expressionless and gave off a gloomy atmosphere.

    “Count Laur…”

    “Oops, it’s late. Please excuse me first.”

    Crante gritted his teeth as he watched Count Laure disappear after saying all he had to say. This is why noble people had to cut off their tongues.

    ‘I wish a miracle would happen and I would beat up Prince Laur like a bastard.’

    Of course, that won’t happen.

    The fool Confucius will realize the gap and lose.

    The thoughts of the knights of the Howlan family were not very different, so there was no change in their expressions even though they came to the festival.

    On the other hand, the knights of the Laur family secretly gritted their teeth at the Haulanga.

    “I didn’t want to see those Howlans acting so proud, but it worked out well.”

    “The weather is nice today, so I think Master Cont will win easily.”

    “Do you think you can lose against that bloated pig bastard? You won’t be easily defeated even by us.”

    “Hehehe, my digestion will be good today~. Let’s eat as much as we want!”

    Count Laur’s face lit up at the thought of making fun of the Howlan family.

    In contrast to the happy atmosphere of the Laur family, the atmosphere of the Howlan family was extremely gloomy.

    ‘…It’s a shame that the head of the family is gone. Oh my, what kind of dog is this?’

    ‘Let’s close our eyes. Ugh.’

    ‘Please don’t lose miserably, rather get scared and abstain!’

    ‘Why did you make this bet, if you’re such a fool and have such unnecessarily strong pride?’

    The mood was mainly to blame Dyers and ask them not to lose miserably.

    Most of the reactions of the great noble families, excluding Howlan and Laur, were of the opinion that the prince of the Laur family would naturally win.

    There were even people who made bets on how long Confucius would last.

    So many people filled the streets.

    Noon of the festival is slowly approaching.

    Meanwhile, Kont was warming up and sharpening his sword.

    The only thing heard on the street was Dyers’ defeat and curses. Kont grinned at that fact.

    ‘You idiot.’

    Cont had no intention of ending his fight with Dyers with a mere retirement ceremony.

    So they deliberately spread the rumor that Dyers had been expelled.

    As an aristocrat, he seemed to have a strong sense of pride, so if there was even a false rumor, he would leave without a word.

    Just thinking about it made Kont laugh.

    On the topic of pigs, Cont was very displeased with his attitude as if something had happened from the beginning.

    When I thought about it, the red-haired girl who walked around with him looked pretty good for a commoner.

    ‘I couldn’t approach it because of that pig… but it wouldn’t be a bad idea to expel it quickly and make it a plaything. Hehehe.’

    Kont licked his lips, thinking about something disgusting.

    Seeing such a contest, students, except freshmen, showed countless support.

    He waved to his supporters.

    ‘If this is the case, can I aim to become the next student council president?’

    “If you’re Laur Cont, you can beat a bastard with your feet!”

    “Show us that justice will prevail!”

    “That bastard kicked my friend out of school. Make him feel the same way!”

    “Please pay my tuition!”

    On the other hand, the freshmen were busy adjusting to the situation, let alone Dyers, so most of them did not cheer for anyone or anything.

    “If it’s Senior Dyers… he’s the one Jenna introduced him to, right? He cooked meat for us!”

    “Hey, they say if I lose this, I’ll be expelled..?”

    “What? This is crazy. Where can I find something like that? I was supposed to go out and have fun again!”

    So, each of them waited for the foolish Confucius with their own thoughts.

    Even though it was almost noon, Dyers did not come.

    “You coward. You choose to run away from the competition.”

    Control wakes up Dyers, who does not show up even when the time comes.

    Even after 5 or 10 minutes, the damn Confucius did not appear.

    Gradually, swear words towards him began to be heard from the streets of the festival.

    The vassals of the Laur family began to curse him, calling him a coward.

    Children of great noble families also supported that opinion.

    The Howlan family’s vassals simply closed their eyes, maintaining a gloomy and heavy atmosphere.

    They were rather relieved.

    ‘Just don’t come.’

    He decided that this was better than begging like a dog to the prince of the Laur family.

    Around the time when the Laure family’s voice grew louder.

    I heard footsteps.

    The atmosphere became quiet for a moment as a sound seemed to pierce the streets of the festival where countless people were gathered.

    Xena, Riche, Aranya, Latina, Chairman, Maid Belveria.

    And there were several guys on the street who would be in charge of future episodes.

    “……Who is it?”

    The protagonist of the footsteps closed his eyes for a moment.

    Because he committed evil acts, he was kicked out of the family.

    There was no such thing as talent.

    However, the boy had a talent for seeing ghosts.

    Is it a curse or a blessing?

    I asked the boy, and he, now a young man, gave the answer.

    It will be both a curse and a blessing.

    The hair that Jenna cut was quite shiny.

    The uniform I wore before did not fit and had to be repaired.

    “It’s a little late.”

    I came a long way to get here.

    All attention was focused on the owner of the voice.

    He moved on without heeding anything.

    “Who is it..?”

    “I don’t know this person…?”

    Only two people recognized him after his transformation.

    “…Dyers.”

    “Dyers.”

    Time passed slowly there, but

    The body took over the traces.

    The time that passed slowly was compressed and compressed again, changing the body.

    “Let’s start slowly.”

    The festival is just starting to heat up.

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