episode_0057

Just as a watermill continues to turn in place, the daily life passes quickly without any particular changes.

If I had to be specific, it would be that the three disciples were starting to realize their magical powers little by little? Other than that little difference, nothing really happened; I just listened to the lectures, helped Cosette and Mathias train, and played around a bit, and then the chilly weather became so hot that it seemed like a lie.

Because hot weather like this can be extremely dangerous for someone with a weak constitution like mine, I have been taking mostly indoor classes and not going to outdoor training centers at all, following a flexible class schedule.

“What’s that guy thinking? That place…”

“..It looks like a level 1, and it’s not like this is your first time taking this class..”

As I sat quietly in the classroom, the students were making a lot of noise and the atmosphere was quite chaotic.

The expression was a little different, but anyway, judging from the number mentioned, it seemed to be aimed at lower-class nobles. I stopped bothering Agnes’s ball and looked for the object of attention of the students who were muttering.

There wasn’t anything special going on. There was just a boy sitting there. Cosette noticed this and whispered in my ear.

“..I don’t know about the princess, but there are kids who always occupy that seat in every class. They’re pretty…smart kids, I guess..”

Although Cosette was speaking in a slurred manner, it wasn’t hard to understand. In other words, it was a seat that was always occupied by a group of middle- and upper-class noble children, and most of the children accepted and left it empty, but that boy, a lower-class noble, was sitting there.

And of course, that guy wouldn’t know that fact. He’s already been gossiping around, and since it wasn’t his first time taking the class, he would have known. It would be more correct to assume that he sat there on purpose.

I’m not the only one who realized the intention. A girl who seemed to be part of the group that usually sat in that seat appeared to be approaching the boy with a very unpleasant expression. Maybe… Elise? Elaine? I remember her name as something like that, and she was a girl from an upperclassman.

“Hey, get out of the way.”

The girl, who threw the main topic straight away as if she didn’t care about the consequences, crossed her arms after saying that. It was obvious that she was feeling quite pressured, but the boy sitting there spoke without being intimidated.

“You’re free to sit wherever you want. You have no right to tell me to move.”

“What? Huh.. Seriously”

As the air around me felt as if it had suddenly cooled down, I heard someone mumbling, ‘Saying something like that to that Rihanna…’ It was Rihanna.

Rihanna hardened her face and glared at the boy, running her hand through her neatly wavy brown bangs. It was quite a scary sight, but the boy didn’t turn his head. Of course, it was very exciting for me to watch. I whispered to Agnes.

“Anies. I wonder how Rihanna will react? Will there be a fight?”

“..What the princess wants won’t happen. It looks like the group is trying to stop it.”

What?

When she heard that, she turned her head again and saw a handsome man who had appeared out of nowhere, stopping her by putting his hand on Rihanna’s shoulder. Rihanna had clearly been irritated until just a moment ago, but as soon as she saw the boy’s face, her irritation seemed to melt away.

Was he the boy Rihanna liked? Or was he just angry at seeing him handsome? Either way, he had a handsome face, silver hair that flowed, and broad shoulders, so I thought he probably took classes in the Knights College. I would believe him even if he was the crown prince, but this much? I didn’t remember hearing his name, but I thought he was in the upperclassmen class.

“Okay.. Patrick, right? I apologize on behalf of Lyanna. I don’t mean it badly, I’m just a little angry, so please understand.”

“I didn’t know that Ricardo knew my name. No need to apologize.”

“I’ve taken the same class over and over again, so that’s only natural.”

The boy called Ricardo smiled. I don’t know what he’s thinking, but if you see that flawless smile, most people’s hostility will disappear. If he calculates that and does it, I should praise him for knowing his own appearance and strengths very well.

“Okay, Patrick. Excuse me, but could you please give up your seat? Of course, the seats in this classroom are not assigned to anyone, but as you can see, there are quite a few of me and my friends here, so it seems like this is the only place in the classroom where we can sit. I hope you will give up your seat.”

Ricardo said it as if it was a request, not a compulsion. Patrick didn’t seem to have anything to say or the will to object. It wasn’t like he was being forced to step aside, but there was no reason to openly refuse a request to give up his seat when there were many people who wanted to sit.

Patrick quietly got up and took his luggage in his hands. Ricardo patted Patrick on the back and said while gently pulling Rihanna’s arm and escorting him.

“Okay, thanks for stepping aside, Patrick. Let’s all sit down, before the professor comes.”

Patrick quietly left the room, and even Rihanna, who was furious, just smiled and clung to Ricardo, so in the end, nothing happened and it ended quietly. It was boring.

Cosette, who had been quietly watching this situation, muttered.

“..But why did you do that?”

That’s something you wouldn’t know unless you asked Patrick directly.

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” Hey fuck! ◦ ◦ ◦

The boy kicked someone in the stomach while shouting at them. The one rolling on the ground without even screaming was Patrick.

The one who did the kicking was one of Ricardo’s men, who had brought two or three other members of the same group to this alley to ‘educate’ Patrick.

“..Hey, don’t be too harsh. If you do, Ricardo will catch you.”

“Ha.. Shit. This is really unbelievable. What kind of confidence does that little punk, who is practically useless, have to say something like that?”

Unlike the boy who was passively trying to stop him from behind, the boy who was directly using violence on Patrick looked like he hadn’t yet calmed down. Even among the mid-level nobles, he had a relatively high magical power and was also quite impatient, so there was no way he would let Patrick’s antics go easily.

“Hey, wake up. Get up and try to say the same thing again. What did you say to Rihanna? Don’t you have the right to call her Vicky? ”

The boy lifted Patrick’s face by his hair and slapped him on the cheek. It wasn’t strong, but it was enough to humiliate Patrick. Patrick said quietly.

“..Neither Rihanna nor you have the right to force my actions.”

“You’re being a jerk. Your magic is weak, and your grades aren’t that good either. What on earth is a kid like you talking about?”

The boy stopped slapping her cheek and asked, his tone genuinely curious.

“Hey, you guys like you, the number 1s, think you have the right to make such claims to us? You guys who barely escaped number 0 and end up being exploited by us? What on earth are you thinking? Let me see. I’m so curious.”

Although most of the nobles in the academy were either troublemakers or had family backgrounds, most of them had received higher education from a young age and had experienced aristocratic society. Accordingly, they often viewed society with a much colder and pessimistic perspective than their peers, and this was often true.

From the perspective of the commoners, all nobles are as high as the sky, but in reality, the lower nobles were not much different from the commoners. In some ways, there were even those who thought that they were not much different from the commoners. The honor and duty of being nobles that weighed on their shoulders were often difficult to handle with their magic and wealth.

“Whether we have a lot of magic power or not, we are all living on the same continent. There is no difference. Everyone dies someday. ”

“No… Is this kid taking a philosophy class or something? Did he lose his mind a little while doing his homework?”

The boy let go of Patrick’s hair. It was such an absurd answer that his raging anger instantly cooled down. He was ashamed of himself for having just gotten angry at such a guy.

“Hey, let’s just go.. If we get caught by Ricardo, we’ll be the only ones who’ll get hurt. Did Patrick say that? You should go to a treatment center with this money.”

The boy standing behind him, wanting to get out of this situation quickly, pulled the boy who was hitting Patrick behind him and took money out of his pocket and gave it to Patrick. It was enough to treat a simple bruise. He dropped the money in Patrick’s hand and tried to put his hand in his pocket again, but something was strange. His right hand was gone from his wrist. Blood spurted out like a fountain from the smooth cut surface.

“..Huh?”

As the boy stared blankly at his wrist, unable to grasp the situation, Patrick stood up with a start. Patrick muttered.

“..Death is equal to you and me.”

Patrick spread out both palms and clapped them together. That was the end. After that simple gesture, there was only one living, breathing thing in the alley. Patrick. Later, the pieces that had once been human fell from the air to the ground. The corpses, chopped into small pieces like sugar cubes, were almost unrealistic.

Patrick took something out of his pocket. It was a strange object, all four sides of which were triangles. It floated into the air in Patrick’s palm, humming, and absorbed all the steaming hot bodies and blood of the boys.

Patrick walked, leaving the cleaned up alley behind.

I believe that my colleagues’ teachings were correct.