How to Survive at the Academy Chapter 89

Student president election (2)

To my father whom I cannot help but respect.

Hello father.

As much as my father spends a lot of time in the imperial castle, I have gradually become accustomed to informing him of my current situation by letter as a daily routine.

However, it is noteworthy that the source is not the Rothyler mansion as usual, but the Sylvania Academy. The days of living in the mansion that was like a cradle are over, and I feel like I’ve finally taken a step towards becoming a proper wizard.

There are many unfamiliar parts as it is my first time living in a foreign country, but as my father always said, I am always trying not to forget my honor as a member of the Roth Taylor family.

It’s been over a month since I left the mansion with an immature body.

I think I finally understand how many things I’ve been through in a little more than a month at most, and the words of my retainers that leaving home will broaden my knowledge.

I want to write all the turbulent and interesting stories I’ve been through on this page, but if I do, I think the content will multiply several times. I can’t unnecessarily take away my father’s time, who always works hard for the empire.

Still, to tell my father who will be worried about me studying abroad, I’m adjusting quite well.

There were times when it was somewhat difficult to adapt to the horizontal atmosphere unique to Sylvania and the fairly tight academic schedule… but now it has a very student-like atmosphere.

Not only that, but I got to meet a lot of noble people of all kinds, and I feel like my eyes to see the world have really widened.

It’s just a few formal words, but I also talked with St. Clarisse of the Church of Telos, and I had a lot of things that resembled classmates… should I say friends. She heard that the 3rd princess of the empire, Penny, who is widely loved by the people, is also attending school, but I haven’t had a chance to meet her yet. It’s a pity.

My goal, which I confidently stated on the day I left home, and the plan to raise the honor of my family by becoming the youngest student council president is also underway. However, there are some really tough parts.

Recently, rumors about Princess Fenia’s running for election have been circulating in the academic community, but at this point, it would be close to impossible for me to beat Princess Fenia. Even if it’s impossible, I’ll take on the challenge even with this clenched teeth.

I also met Lortel, whom my father introduced me to. I’m not even a few years older, but I already feel like a completely completed person as a merchant… I also thought a lot that I still have a long way to go. Negotiations for the purchase of the Seal of the Sage will be held soon, but I’m already worried about whether I can go as the family representative.

Besides that, I met a lot of top seniors at school, and all of them were people who showed great ability in their field.

As expected of Sylvania, the land of learning, there were a lot of seniors who had skills comparable to active duty despite being students. I will always try my best to be like that. It feels like the passion for learning is on fire.

And… it’s a difficult part to talk about… It’s about a brother who was excommunicated.

Needless to say, that maniac is a disgrace to our family and must be a stain that must be eliminated.

However, when I came to Sylvania and met him… I have to say, I felt a strange feeling that is hard to explain.

I’m not sure how I’m going to sound. Still, I can’t post a false news to my father, who I respect so much.

To put it bluntly… I feel that my older brother has definitely become more sound and diligent. People say that it is not about rewriting, but.. I feel like I have become a completely different person.

You may feel very embarrassed that I speak in this way. That’s right… Certainly, before I left the mansion, I was full of zeal to punish my older brother.

I still don’t fully trust my brother. As I said, human nature does not change that easily.

Even if a year or so has passed since being excommunicated, a person’s state of mind cannot change so dramatically. Even if everyone in the world evaluates my older brother as sound, I don’t easily let go of my mind because I’ve lived seeing that true color for years.

Still, after a busy day, sitting in a private room in the Ophelis building and looking up at the sunset… there is a scene that comes to mind.

It’s a distant memory now, but the old days… the memories of the three siblings when Arwen was still alive.

At that time, I was too young, so my remaining memories are minimal, but even so, fragments of it remain in a faraway place beyond my consciousness.

I have a feeling that Ed’s brother was such an arrogant and spiteful idiot from the start… or maybe he wasn’t. My father knows this much better than I do.

I’ve had a strange dream.

The background is the low hill behind our mansion. It is a place where lilacs and daffodils bloom in spring.

I remember going up along the garden road that smelled of flowers. It seems that both hands were led up one by one by two people, but one hand was definitely Arwen’s sister. If so, the thick and reliable opposite hand is probably…

As I write, the story seems to be leaking. I think it’s because I was excited when I thought about telling my father what I’m up to after a long time. Living away from home, maybe homesickness has helped… It’s fun just to write a letter.

Anyway, I think I need to keep an eye on my older brother.

If you really became a new person after being excommunicated, I wonder what the reason was, and I wonder if the excommunication itself was the trigger.

If you just look at it, it seems that it’s ‘returned to its original form’ for some reason, rather than the madman’s reformation… Maybe this is my interpretation.

Still, if there’s a chance to come to my senses, what would it be? It’s not that easy to find an opportunity to change such a person.

Or, if it’s just that he really returned to his original form, why did he do such a crazy thing in the first place? There’s no reason for that. Even if there was a purpose, there is no way to know at this point.

It’s a night with complicated thoughts in many ways. Looking out the window at night with the cherry blossoms fluttering makes my heart feel warm, but on the other hand, my heart becomes restless because of unresolved problems or uncertain futures.

But if you calm down for a while, you will be more confident than worried. I am confident that I will be able to do well. Confidence is important.

I mixed up some rubbish, and the letter became long. I hope you don’t have any problems with your work. I will also work hard on my studies, so I will always try to become a person who is not ashamed of the Roth Taylor family.

Sending Tanya Rosteiler, a daughter who loves her father.

– Sarak.

The letter folded into thirds goes back into the envelope.

The office of the Prime Minister of the Imperial Family, full of luxurious decorations. Krepin Rosteiler, who was having a conversation with the famous Chancellor Bandela, fell into contemplation for a moment.

“What’s wrong, Duke Crepin. Is this some important news?”

“I’m sorry. I just wanted to clear my mind for a while.”

Thinking over the contents of Tanya’s letter, Crepin thought so.

It was a meaningful expression.

*

“Muhmm. Mmmmmm!”

Personally, I named it ‘Teacher Mode Yenika’.

It is a state where the wrists are placed on both waists and the chest is exposed as if showing off.

There is not even a sign of dryness in his voice, but watching him clear his throat for no reason, you can’t help but feel dignified rather than dignified. I don’t know what she thinks about herself.

“Being able to handle middle-ranking spirits means that Ed will now be treated as a proper Elementalist no matter where he goes. Even if he only knows how to handle a couple of middle-ranking elemental arts before graduation, he’ll be treated as a high-ranking student.”

“It means a lot.”

“Usually, it’s a stage reached by those who are naturally gifted with magical power response and spirit sensitivity to some extent through steady efforts.”

Jenika, who is now in her third year, is already able to deal with high-ranking spirits freely. It is a clear explanation of what level it is.

“Ed wasn’t able to handle a single lower elemental until last year. Ordinary people wouldn’t believe it if he said he’d grown this much in just one year.”

“I sacrificed so much for my health.”

“Then no, Ed. Achievements are important, but you should also think about your physical health!”

The scenery of the northern forest certainly deserves to be called a spring day.

It is the time when the fresh vegetation that has been dormant all winter suddenly shows off its presence. Weeds were already growing around the campfire that had been turned off.

The cold that hit us has become a thing of the past. Even the snow that had remained in the shade had now completely melted away, and bees were swarming with flowers that bloomed in the middle of the grass.

The same goes for the scenery around the cabin.

A fluttering butterfly flutters through the air and flies around, landing on the nose of Lucy, who is sleeping on the roof of the cabin.

It was Lucy who swung her sleeves a few times to drive away the butterflies, but when she persistently wandered around the bridge of her nose, she got up with a cackle and struck her with magic. The butterfly that picked the wrong opponent just shattered and disappeared.

Only the butterfly became pitiful.

“Ed’s growth rate is very fast, his sensitivity has gradually increased, and he even signed a contract with Merilda, so he should be able to handle the level of a lieutenant spirit contract.”

Yenika smiled proudly after saying that. It is a grateful thing to be happy with my growth as if it were my growth.

“Anyway, there are some lieutenant spirits that I picked and picked. Would you like to respond?”

I nodded and tried to concentrate magic in my eyes. His ability to respond, which had gradually risen to the level of a proper Elementalist, revealed the appearance of the spirits around him without hesitation.

There were so many spirits that it was hard to count them all around the camp. It’s usually like this where Jenika goes.

It is really spectacle to see dozens of spirits following Yenica, who cannot even be seen unless they have the proper ability to respond to spirits. I realize once again how much this girl is loved by the spirits.

In the meantime, I saw Merilda, bigger than a cabin, sitting entwined in a tree, and I saw Tarkan, whose eyes would send a chill down his spine, lying face down by the river.

There is so much power gathered in one place that I wonder if it’s okay to do this, but all I can do is languidly stretch out while being blown by the cool spring breeze.

Even if it was a spirit corps or a high-ranking spirit, in the end, it usually felt languid like this.

There is no point in counting the number of lower spirits one by one, there are six or seven middle level spirits, and two high level spirits are Merilda and Tarkan.

Although Yenika did not sign a contract with all of them, it was surprising to think that most of them were contractual.

“Isn’t it normal to be distracted if you carry around this number? You have a high level of sensitivity, so you won’t see spirits even in everyday life.”

“Huh? That’s right. But I’m used to it, so I’m okay. Everyone says they like me, but there’s no need to push me away.”

Yenika smiled and stroked a baby snake climbing up her forearm.

“A contract with a middle-ranking spirit is definitely different from a lower-ranking spirit. Just because the amount of magic power is satisfied doesn’t mean you can just contract it, and first of all, you need to find a spirit that resonates well with Ed and the flow of magic power itself. If the amount of magical power is overwhelming, you don’t have to worry about that But Ed isn’t like that.”

“Something seems a lot more demanding than when I signed Merylda.”

“Because Merilda and Ed had a good wavelength in the first place. Ed is more friendly to the wind and fire elements. Still, if you’re a lieutenant spirit, I think it’s better to avoid the wind and fire elements and sign a contract.”

If you contract with the elemental spirit you deal with frequently, the operation itself may be easy, but it is difficult to cope with various situations.

Even if you can’t handle all elemental spirits like Yenica, it’s best to handle as many elements as possible to maintain a state where you can fight regardless of terrain and environmental conditions.

“Usually, to sign a contract with a middle-ranking spirit, the first step is to walk through all kinds of mountains and fields to find a spirit that matches the wavelength. That’s why elementalists tend to think of the middle-ranking spirit that they signed with as almost fate. But Ed… That’s it.”

“Rather than looking for them, they’re sitting together as if they’re in a marketplace…”

“There’s nothing wrong with being comfortable, right?”

Yenika waved her hand while smiling.

Between the gaps in the army of spirits, all kinds of middle-ranking spirits revealed themselves. It definitely looks different from the lower spirits.

From firebirds to deer made of earth, leopards made of wind, and eagles spraying water. First of all, the size is at least the size of a human upper body. The big one is almost the size of a tree.

“The conversation with the spirits is over. You can ‘appoint’ someone who has good magic efficiency and likes the element.”

“Ji… It’s a place name…”

Characters of the elementalist class in <Sylvania’s Failed Swordsman> suddenly come to mind.

There was a romantic feeling of communing with the spirits who were destined to meet while strolling through nature and walking through forests and rivers. She may not have the same soft and gentle vibe as Yenica, but she seemed to be somewhere relaxed or benevolent.

When it comes to a contract with a lieutenant spirit, such a fateful encounter often comes to mind first.

An illustration that comes to mind when you think of a spirit sergeant. It is a nature-friendly feeling like looking up at a huge wolf or eagle lively from a gap in nature. It was kind of romantic.

[ Symbol 1, Lieutenant Water Spirit Fellow. The blessing he is wearing is the ‘Chief’s Protection’. I’ll try flapping my wings. Ego… ]

Sitting by the campfire, I watched the line of lieutenant spirits enter one by one.

The mug that flew into my shoulder before I knew it was looking at the spirits with a hmmmm sound, considering that he himself is a lower spirit.

“Yes…Yenika… Wait… It’s called a place… I feel a bit strange…”

“Huh? It’s strange? Did you push yourself too hard with today’s schedule? If it’s difficult, what should we do next time?”

“Ummm… not like that… no… no… nothing…”

[Then we will continue. Symbol No. 2… ]

As I looked at the incoming spirits one by one, I was surrounded by a strange sense of incongruity that I could not materialize.

A romantic encounter with elemental spirits roaming nature, and a fateful contract. A refreshing illustration of a girl who rubs her face with a huge wolf in a thick forest.

…is this right…?

I feel like I’m in a used car trading complex rather than a spirit contract…

…is this… is it really true…?

*

the queen has fallen It was because she couldn’t cope with the knight’s blade that struck her side.

The priest who was watching hurriedly cut the knight’s neck, but it was already too late. A dead queen never comes back.

The opponent’s soldiers advance again, and the king hastily hides behind the walls.

Another knight presses on one side of the wall and hurriedly moves the soldiers to expand the defense line, but there is no place to retreat anymore.

In the end, the king, miserably hiding behind the wall and watching the soldiers die in his place one by one, quietly chooses to commit suicide.

It was checkmate. Less than half of Penia’s pieces remained on the chess board.

“Are you worried, Princess Penia?”

Welcome party for new students.

This event, which takes place at the student center at the beginning of the semester, is just a routine routine for seniors, but it is a very meaningful day for freshmen who are full of excitement because it is the first semester.

The seniors are talented people who have been honed for years in Sylvania, which has produced a lot of great people. Since most of them were worthy enough to play a part in their fields, the freshmen had no choice but to open up to each other if the opportunity arose.

Unlike new students, existing students are not particularly obligated to participate. However, there are students who are encouraged to participate by the bachelor’s side.

Some of the students who are really in the class of each grade should participate, because even from the current student’s point of view, the face is standing. It doesn’t mean anything if only freshmen participate excitedly.

Basically, the head of each grade is encouraged to participate, but if he/she refuses, he/she does not have to participate.

Lucy Mayreel, senior sophomore, a major concern for the freshmen, reported not attending due to personal reasons (napping). Of course, the bachelor’s staff had some expectations.

However, I didn’t think that even Yenika Failover, a diligent third-year senior who participated in every school schedule without missing anything, would be left out, mentioning personal circumstances (Edwa’s spirit class).

Thanks to that, the freshman welcome party seemed out of shape as there were only two senior students… But as Princess Penia, who was requested by the bachelor, participated, all news of her absence became meaningless.

It was because the new students clearly realized how wide the spectrum of Sylvania students was, just by the presence of Fenia.

Among the 2nd year students at Sylvania Academy, she is the most noble girl.

Even if you look at all the freshmen, there is almost no one who has the status to talk to her face to face.

No matter how horizontally culture-oriented the Sylvania Academy is, the story is completely different if the opponent is of the imperial lineage.

The commoner Naburang or the waning frontier aristocrats couldn’t even dare to talk. Even her high-ranking aristocrats sneakily look at her, and her influential sons and daughters muster up the courage to come back when they go near the VIP seat where she sits, swallowing her breath again.

In the end, there was only one person who properly spoke to her at this freshman welcome party, the heir to the Calamore family, one of the three great swordsmanship families and a faithful limb of the imperial family. First year senior Wade Calamore. He had an old acquaintance with Princess Penia.

“Every time he moved, he hesitated.”

Her terrifyingly white hair swayed several times in the wind by the window.

“It’s pretty cool, Wade.”

“It can’t be. If you put it right, I wouldn’t have been able to do it.”

“I put it right.”

“No. Even though the princess knew the trick, she didn’t let it go.”

Wade picked up some fallen soldiers and rolled them a few times with his fingers.

“You shouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice your soldiers, Princess Penia.”

“Thank you for the mantra, but that’s enough for now. If you start substituting the theory of monarchy into chess, you’ll only start a bottomless lesson.”

“Oh, do you have any bad memories?”

“The imperial teacher who taught me when I was staying at the imperial family… liked to teach something metaphorically with games like this.”

Wade and Fenia have a low-key conversation.

The students who were far away did not even dare to intervene.

Since he was at the level of Wade, a loyalist of the traditional imperial family, he was able to communicate like that.

“Wade, I think it’s similar to what you were trying to say. If you focus too much on your sacrifice, you won’t be able to read the macroscopic battlefield situation.”

“You are correct, Princess Penia.”

Wade had been reading Fenia’s gloomy vision from the very beginning.

Princess Fenia of Charity, who used to walk around the imperial court, was in a very different mood from now.

At that time, he was a monarch who was enterprising, active, and ready to roll up his arms at any time for the country.

A mysterious girl who tends to push forward with more momentum than anyone else on the most distant subject in the dispute over the succession to the throne among the three princesses.

However, Penia, which I saw again in Sylvania, was like a deflated balloon.

I don’t know what happened, but the characteristic self-confidence that I always wore like armor was completely gone.

Wade knows the true nature of those lifeless eyes.

These are the eyes of a person who has lived through repeated failures or constant pressure.

“You’ve been through a lot in Sylvania.”

“It just… became more self-objectifying.”

Princess Penia looked at the chess piece she had lifted. phone. was a soldier

Whether he is used as a scapegoat and then disappears, or whether he is promoted by specialization, in the end, he is a puppet who moves and acts according to the words of the monarch.

Sacrifice and death of one pawn. You can’t accomplish any great task by putting your mind and worrying about these microscopic things.

“I thought I would be better than anyone else when it comes to insight into people.”

“I think so too, but recognizing the fact that you can be wrong is an important virtue. Isn’t the princess growing steadily?”

“well…”

Burying her body on the VIP seat sofa, Fenia looked up at the ceiling with empty eyes.

The inevitable overlap is Ed Roth Taylor. There is no point in trying to cover your ears. News of him somehow reached Fenia’s ears.

The reason why a soldier on the battlefield is used as a scapegoat is because it is a strategically necessary decision.

This is possible because the monarch with a macroscopic view made a reasonable judgment covering the battlefield.

However, the disposal of Ed Rosteiler was not such a political decision. It’s just that the sight is short and the eyes are narrow.

Even if Ed Roth Taylor really only used Princess Penia to escape from the Roth Taylor family’s darkness… In the end, it’s the same.

Princess Fenia did not change her attitude towards Ed even after recognizing that possibility.

At first, it felt like nothing more than a thorn in my throat. Thinking of it as a slight mistake, Ed turned away from human beings themselves.

However, as time passed, he showed his presence to the undergraduate school and reversed the evaluation in his own way.

She intervened in the bachelor’s crisis, saved Yenika, endured the wild life in the forest, consistently achieved good grades, was recognized by many students, and even rose to the ranks of the talented even in the third year, but Fenia did not end it. turned his head away from

What is the reason? After much thought, Fenia was able to find the answer.

After realizing it, an unbearable shame surged up.

Why did Fenia consciously ignore Ed? This is because his existence itself, which led a sound and exemplary life and produced results, was evidence of Fenia’s faults.

How childish and one-dimensional these feelings are.

It is an illusion that if you close your eyes and turn your eyes away from your mistakes while crouching down, you will be free from that guilt.

If she hides by relying on her lofty and noble status as a princess, the ugly sense of security that no one will be punished is a bonus.

How disgraceful it is to believe that if a preschooler who commits a mistake closes his eyes and covers his ears, everything will be gone.

The reason I was barely able to realize that… is because this is Sylvania.

In Chloel’s royal family, the word of the royal family is the law and the law.

All the chess pieces discarded by bad judgment die laughing. I don’t even struggle to get out of the pain. Whatever the consequences of Fenia’s misjudgement, it is all right in itself.

However, this is the Sylvania Academy, where the virtue of learning is emphasized rather than the nobility of status.

Most of the discarded chess pieces… shed bloody tears, gnashing their teeth, pouring curses, and finally die a miserable death.

The difference is enormous. The sense of weight placed on the shoulders is different.

“I’m just… afraid.”

Close your eyes once in a while.

Ed Rosteylor, covered in blood, raises his head from the abyss.

Leading the body covered in wounds, he put his face right in front of Fenia’s eyes and talked. you made me like this I am a good and sound human being, but my life has been ruined in vain by your petty foundation. Still, I will grit my teeth and survive to the end, standing here holding on to my two legs.

I resent you and hate you.

“The princess?”

“Sorry, Wade. I’ve been thinking about something else for a while.”

Fenia lifted her head, brushed her elegant platinum hair once, and took a deep breath.

“But thanks to you, my thoughts have been organized a lot. It’s not something I should run away from my mistakes forever. That’s… it’s foolish.”

“I’m glad if you’re making any progress.”

Once you have recognized the problem, you should think about improving it.

Princess Penia did not fall into the swamp of depression until the end, and managed to hold on to herself.

Arranging the chess pieces again, Princess Penia repeated to herself.

Whatever it is, you have to clean up the relationship completely from the beginning, shake off what you want to shake off, and apologize what you need to apologize for.

Let’s meet Ed Rosteyler as soon as possible to sort things out.

Thinking so, Princess Fenia remembered the schedule.

It’s such a busy status. Even if you digest only the really important schedules, it seems that you will have time for four days. If you move fast, it might be possible in three days.

Then, take only a minimal escort and head to Ed Rosteyler’s camp. Go and sit across the campfire, drop everything and talk straight to him.

I made up my mind and nodded my head.

The gloomy mood was lifted a little, and it seemed that a clean path was found. It was a refreshing feeling for the first time in a while.

It was the morning of the third day when Princess Fenia heard the news of Ed Roth Taylor’s death.

* ‘Engraving of extreme poison’.

The dagger engraved along the blade of the dagger is ominous.

The deadly poison magic that the first-class imprinter hired by the Ross Taylor family spent days and nights finally perfecting was the worst kind of curse magic that would cause you to writhe in pain and die at the slightest touch.

I didn’t bother to find out how many gold coins it took to carve one of these inscriptions. What is certain is that no small amount is ever.

Careful not to cut his fingertips, Kreffin Ross-Tyler put the dagger into its scabbard. Then he held out the dagger to his trusted entourage.

The entourage, who politely received the dagger under their robes, and the assistants standing on either side knelt in front of Kreffin.

I told Tanya Rosteiler in a letter.

Since it seems too much for him to be responsible for the student council president election and negotiations over the purchase of the sealed seal between Lortel and Chi, he promised to send a trustworthy vassal to serve as a helper. Since they are dispatched for business reasons, the school will allow them.

However, the real purpose of sending the vassals is not to help Tanya. There is a more shady reason hiding under the water.

Back in the room, Krepin removed the glove from his right hand. When he put his hand, which was full of his hideous patterns, on the crystal ball, an enormous amount of magic power radiated from his hand.

One of the powers that the evil god ‘Mebula’ granted to Creffin Ross Taylor. ‘causal determination’.

If you specify a certain action or variable you caused, it is the highest level magic that projects the result on the crystal ball.

It takes a lot of mana, so you can’t use it often, but being able to check the results of your actions before an important task… is an incredibly fraudulent ability.

Eventually, the ‘result’ rises above the crystal ball.

The scene shown is… a cliff with pouring rain. It seemed clear that it was the coastal area near the northern part of Aken Island.

Inside the crystal ball is Ed Roth Taylor. After a suffocating bloody battle, he endured until he was maimed, but in the end, he was stabbed in the abdomen with a dagger drawn by a retainer.

Dark red blood spewed out of his mouth, and he took a step backwards little by little.

A girl with light pink hair who arrived late screamed. The vassal pulls out a dagger and pushes Ed away with his feet. As it is, Ed falls down the far cliff.

A girl with light pink hair ran out towards the cliff in the rain.

The projection of the crystal ball ends with her slowly looking back at her retainer with her head lowered.

“…”

Kreffin sighed lightly as he sat down at his desk and put his gloves back on.

“It’s not a very pleasant feeling.”

However, the expression on his face didn’t even move.

“But it’s a necessary sacrifice.”