Episode 251: After Party (2)
“Bikir.”
Dolores pulled back the curtains and came out to the terrace, she called out to Bikir in a low tone.
And Bikir’s answer to this was always short.
“yes.”
Dolores looked at Bikir’s face for a moment without speaking.
Before long, she came to the side of Bikir who was leaning on the railing and said.
“thank you.”
“What do you mean?”
“… … just. All.”
The reason why Dolores was able to rank first this time is, strictly speaking, thanks to Bikir.
In the early and mid-half of the tournament, Hohenheim and Bakira were lured into one place and forced to face each other, consuming all of their power and decisively capturing Hohenheim.
Even if he hadn’t been eliminated after being betrayed by the Hive, Middle, and Low bro triplets late in the tournament, Bikir could have been aiming for a top-five finish.
Dolores said.
“Your ranking would have been much higher had it not been for the Baskerville triplets.”
“It has already been done.”
“… … you are always cool There seems to be no regrets or regrets.”
Dolores looked into Bikir’s eyes.
What is it? Despite being a newcomer who had just entered the school, this familiarity seemed to have been seen for a very long time.
she spoke again.
“When I said thank you earlier, it wasn’t just about this tournament.”
“Is that so?”
“okay.”
Dolores leaned over, resting her chin on her hand.
Then, leaning against the railing, he began to look up at Bikir.
“… … It’s amazing. Where did this junior come from?”
“I am just an ordinary freshman.”
“Do ordinary freshmen get grades comparable to those of professors who take notes with advanced sword expert skills? Even though you’re a freshman, beating the third graders and becoming a ranker in the tournament?”
“I was lucky.”
Dolores was silent for a moment at Bikir’s calm reply.
The Colosseo Academy is a huge community of about 20,000 people, including students, faculty, and staff.
It is a place where all the people who are proud of being geniuses gather, so there are many talented people and many virtuosos.
If you list Vikir’s achievements, they’re really great, but compared to the other latecomers in the academy, they’re not particularly noteworthy.
Right now, even Dolores has come this far, achieving achievements similar to those of Vikir since her freshman year.
Also, her old rivals, such as Hohenheim, Bakiraga, and Lovegood, were more splendid in their freshman days.
Moreover, the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th year seniors who received her as a newcomer were now making even greater achievements in higher positions.
Bikir focused on that point and continued.
“Bakiragana, Hohenheim, and Lovegood, whom I met in this competition, were also great talents. There is definitely a reason why it is called the ‘legendary student number’. I am learning a lot.”
This admiration was partly sincere. It’s really not easy to become a graduate or 4th class at the age of 20.
Of course, if the fact that Bikir became a sword master at the age of 18 was known, the reaction of the world would be quite different.
Meanwhile.
Dolores stared at Bikir.
“I wonder why your words sound like excuses?”
“… … ?”
“In order to hide your extraordinaryness and wrap it up as mediocrity.”
Dolores narrowed her eyes and continued.
“People in the world are busy exaggerating their abilities, but you are so unique. You’re too busy hiding what you have.”
“… … .”
“Do you not want someone to recognize you?”
“… … I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You speak like a soldier.”
Dolores’ words were deeply ingrained with curiosity about Bikir’s origin and identity.
“Your bow skills are amazing. I saw you grabbing other kids in competitions. Almost all of them were shot by grenades, so they weren’t reflected in the figures.”
“It was just luck.”
“… … It seemed that way. The forest was dark, and there weren’t many bow masters in the world who could hit enemies by bouncing off rocks or logs. But luck is also skill. You were also the one who secretly shot Tudor, Sancho, and Piggy in support, right?”
“It’s because my classmates did a good job.”
“You mean the Baskerville triplets? that’s right. They are the stars who are the most watched in this competition.”
Dolores turned to look at Vikir.
“But why?”
“… … ?”
“Why do I see you hiding behind the Baskerville triplets?”
At those words, Bikir’s expression hardened for a moment.
“If you watch only one person like that, of course you can’t help but look peculiar…” … .”
“no. you are special If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t be able to catch my eye like that anytime, anywhere.”
Dolores spoke strongly once more.
“These days, wherever I go, I see only you. You can never be an ordinary person like that.”
“… … .”
“say. what are you hiding?”
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Bikir was silent for a moment.
On her left wrist, the young madam was looking at Bikir with a worried expression.
As if asking, “Should I remove it, Master?”
Bikir sighed as he pressed down on the young madam.
The moment he is about to open his mouth.
Dolores came closer to Vikir. And whispered in a low voice.
“you. Are you the crown prince?”
… … ?
Bikir was dazed for a moment.
what is this again?
As Vikir stayed still, Dolores opened her mouth once more.
“The current Emperor of the Empire has no children. Because everyone died in an accident.”
“… … .”
“But there is only one illegitimate child alive and there are rumors that he has been accepted into the Colosseo Academy here.”
“… … .”
“Isn’t that you?”
Bikir also heard the rumor and knew.
However, since it was a rumor that had been circulating even before the return, and its authenticity had not been proven in the end, I was paying attention.
Dolores, who had no way of knowing what Bikir was thinking, continued talking.
“Your Majesty has the mystical power to foretell the future. If you inherited his blood, you might have similar abilities. If you are predicting future test questions or incidents with it, you can understand all of your current achievements… … .”
“stop.”
Bikir interrupted Dolores’ flat-footedness.
And in a low voice, he insisted on his innocence.
“I have nothing to do with the imperial family.”
“lie.”
“On the honor of my father, I swear by the Almighty Rune.”
Dolores’ gaze wavered at Bikir’s determined words.
Having said that, I can’t say no.
Of course, Bikir had no interest in the honor of his father, Hugo, so he could bet anywhere.
On the other hand, Dolores showed a tearful expression as if Vikir’s answer was not clear.
“Then open the door of your heart! Find out who you are!”
Dolores wanted to read Vikir’s soul.
Most normal people keep the door of their heart open to some extent, but few people close and lock the door as tightly as Vikir.
Of course, from Bikir’s point of view, it was of course not possible.
Now that Osiris has expelled all of Set’s minions from within the family, it doesn’t matter much if the identity of the Baskervilles is revealed… … .
‘If that happens, the identity of the night hound will be revealed.’
I never thought that I would be able to hide it forever.
However, it’s still a bit early if it’s as planned in my head.
‘… … It will happen soon.’
The Hound of the Baskervilles. night hound. The moment the identity is revealed, a huge catastrophe will come.
Bikir quietly closed his eyes.
Dolores looked at it and opened her mouth in unexplained nervousness.
“Answer me… … .”
Right then.
“… … open up! Open up!”
“… … Give me the right to do it!”
“… … freedom!”
A loud noise came from the fence outside the inn where the students of the Colosseo Academy were staying.
It seemed that a large number of people were gathering together and holding a protest.
“… … ?”
Dolores looked away for a moment, wanting something.
And there was an amazing sight.
Colosseo’s professors are stumped and block the crowds.
Indeed, a huge number of people were crowding around and trying to enter the inn.
All of them carried placards with twinkling glow sticks and wore red bands on their heads.
And the one at the forefront is a face that even Dolores knows well.
“… … Merlini Lovegood?”
The student council president of Themiscyra Women’s University.
And those she leads are all students of Themiscyra Women’s College.
They were fighting hard against the Colosseo professors.
“We will find our freedom!”
“Come on everyone, gather! Unite!”
“Human beings unite for a lofty goal! That is different from animals!”
They became fighters for justice and literally clashed with the professors.
Dolores grabbed the terrace railing and listened a little more.
Themiscyra Women’s College.
It was a completely different look from the academic tradition that pursued something noble and static.
Their appearance, with their hair loose and rushing at them, was like an angry beast.
“Is there a problem?”
Dolores tilted her head as Bikir casually turned the topic outside.
“that is … I can’t hear you very well.”
The shouts of many people were heard overlapping each other.
The words Dolores could hear were humanitarian values such as ‘freedom’, ‘love’, ‘opportunity’ and ‘equality’.
“… … .”
Reluctantly, Dolores used her holy power to open her ears.
Then, the noises that had been pouring in at random began to separate one by one.
At the same time, as if listening to the confession of a lamb, even their heated emotions began to be conveyed intact.
“Please allow us to participate in the Colosseo Academy’s after-party too!”
“I don’t need anything! Show me Bikir!”
“We want to congratulate Bikir too!”
“Colosseo Academy should have an after party open to students from other schools! Open up!”
“Let’s have an after party together! Mr. Bikir!”
“Joy is doubled when shared!”
“I fell in love with the s*xy look on the magic train!”
“Brother! I don’t want to part like this!”
“Brother! Five years younger than us!”
“I don’t know, if you’re handsome, you’re an older brother! kyaaak-”
The students of Themiscyra Women’s College seem to want to join the Colosseo Academy after party.
I don’t know when it was the purpose I had it for, but it was quite blatant.
“… … .”
“Do you know what they say?”
“uh? uh… … .”
Dolores let go of her grip on the railing and turned her back.
“that is… … .”
Dolores hurriedly got up and answered.
“Oh, they say there is no hot water! I must go! You’re late too, so go to sleep!”
So she hurriedly ran off somewhere.
