Chapter 307
I met a senior who gave me a strange feeling, but in the end I couldn’t know anything except his name.
Lydia Schmidt.
He was someone who made people cheap. It was definitely different from Bertus or Charlotte, but I couldn’t exactly explain what was different.
Harriet is in Group C of the finals.
Olivia was also in Group C of the finals.
As the round of 32 matches are going on anyway, it seemed like you had to be there in advance to watch Harriet’s match.
Herriet was the only first-year participant in the Royal Class, so there might be some guys in Class B who wouldn’t come to watch, but mysteriously, all of them were rushing to the stadium.
Even if he wasn’t very close with Harriet, he was curious because he was a freshman, especially a magic major, participating in an unlimited level tournament.
There was no conflict between A and B classes, so it was strange that there was a sense of motivation as classmates, even if it wasn’t to the extent of friendly relations.
With the exception of Ellen and Cliffman, who were going to the contest tomorrow, and Bertus, who was not in the dormitory at all, all the first-year students were on their way to the stadium.
“Whoa… … .”
“… … .”
“ha… … .”
“… … .”
“ah… … .”
– Pajik!
“hey! Why do you keep sighing unluckily?”
As I continued to sigh deeply as I walked, the feverish Liana flashed a flash and screamed. The kids all stared at it, but I didn’t even look at it.
“Are you not worried? The kid is going to have a fight with the terrifying seniors right now?”
My child went into the tiger’s den!
It’s not like first year students are in the waiting room. There, if a stern guy says, ‘Hey, cute junior girl, what’s going on here, this isn’t a place for kids to show their strength’, will Harriet handle it?
What if there’s a guy like me out there who randomly starts a fight over there with stupid words!
“Is Harriet a kid?”
“Then you are not a child?”
“… … .”
“… … .”
ah.
We were classmates.
still.
we’re bored… … .
I can’t help but worry No matter how much I tell you that I will do well… … .
“ha… … .”
I sighed again. Liana frowned as she watched me sigh as if the ground was going to disappear because of her pointless worries.
“Have a very ancestral rite to burn the denial, huh?”
“… … ancestral rites?”
Dettomorian, who had been following in a daze at the word sacrifice, looked this way.
“It’s not a rite, but at least a simple incantation that brings auspicious energy… … .”
“Detto. If that works… … . Maybe it’s like cheating… … ?”
“is it… … .”
“Yeah, let’s not do that.”
“huh… … .”
Charlotte stopped Dettomorian from doing something.
From the look on Charlotte’s expression, it was clear that cheating wasn’t the problem, rather that Dettomorian was thinking there might be side effects if she did something.
“don’t worry. Reinhardt.”
As I continued to feel uneasy, Ellen quietly spoke next to me.
“Harriet will be fine.”
“On what basis?”
“just.”
Ellen wasn’t laughing, nor was she frowning.
It was just his usual stoic and sullen expression.
“I believe you will do well.”
Believe.
The expression was somehow familiar.
Ask the Archduke of Saint-Ouan that your daughter is the most magically gifted person in human history, and that she can do anything that will surprise the world. I said so.
With that said, you are sighing deeply for participating in a tournament among your seniors.
Even if you believe that you will do something or show something great, it will not be enough.
Maybe this was how the Archduke of Saint-Ouan felt when he heard the Magic Research Society’s research assignment.
When someone is important, it feels like everything that person does is unreliable.
Because of worry, is it something that the person can’t do of course and throw away as something he can’t do.
Harriet is unreliable.
But is it because I think that guy is so important?
Is it because you don’t want to get hurt?
I am not his parent.
Still, it would be disrespectful to Harriet to think of him that way.
still… … . our mess.
From the first game, if you get hit like three great rice cakes… … .
what to do… … .
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Even if you try to change your mind, it won’t be easy.
This is sick enough.
“It’s okay, Reinhardt. You will do well.”
It was Louis Ankton, not Ellen, who had been saying that this time.
Of course, the magic research club members were also here to watch Harriet’s match, and senior Ludina was the same.
Strangely enough, there was no sign of worry on their faces.
“Hey, Reinhardt! Stop worrying unnecessarily and prepare to be surprised!”
Rdina giggled while covering her mouth.
Is there such a thing as a secret weapon?
It seemed that the Magic Research Society members put their heads together in this Harriet’s tournament and produced some result.
* * *
Of course, the least fun part of the grade level tournament is the 1st year level tournament. Because, of course, the level will be the lowest.
Then, it goes without saying that the 6th grade tournament is the most fun among grade level tournaments. However, as the grade goes up, there are always cases where juniors are stronger than seniors.
That’s why there are unlimited tournaments.
From matching the winners of tournaments by grade to each other, since there was now an unlimited tournament where you can get rid of the grade ticket, this was the biggest match at the festival.
Generation after generation, it is often said that if the winner of a 6th grade tournament advances to the finals of an unrestricted tournament, that person wins, but there are many cases where it is not.
So, this is bound to be the biggest event of the festival in both name and reality.
soon.
It is the seat that covers the strongest temple.
Of course, there is a condition that it is only for the participants.
-Wowaaaaaaaaaaa!
That’s why people’s anticipation and cheers were incomparable to the first year tournament.
There was a huge crowd of people, and all the standing seats were occupied.
“Ugh, too noisy.”
Liana’s voice came from behind me.
The Royal Class seats were also fairly fully occupied.
Besides Olivia Ranze and Harriet, there will be other Royal Class contestants. The shouts were so great that others would not be able to distinguish the sounds, but if I strengthened my hearing and focused, I could distinguish the whispers of people.
-Who wants to win?
-Won’t Radia-senpai do it?
-No, senior Olivia also participated.
-ah… … . okay? By the way, I’ve never seen that senior fight. Isn’t he a divine power major?
-That was my major, but… … . I heard you’re really good at close combat.
-okay? who?
-huh? Where did I hear that… … . who said
The gossips around them came to see others, but in the end, most of them were about Olivia. There were also 5th graders who came to watch Olivia’s game, among them the student council president Ceres Van Owen and members of the religious club Grace. It was crowded, so I only exchanged eye-to-eye with them.
“… … .”
Since Saviolin Tana even admitted that Olivia is the next generation’s strongest, you can understand Olivia’s skills without even looking at them.
The seat next to me on the right is Charlotte.
Next to him on the right sits Saviolin Tana, housekeeper and Charlotte’s bodyguard.
Olivia kept saying that she was good at fighting.
He also said he hates violence.
Both are known to be true. That’s why most of the Royal Class audience were talking about Olivia’s skills.
But an important fact.
It’s clear that few people really saw Olivia in action.
There were a lot of rumors about it, but since she wasn’t the type to show off her strength, no one seemed to have seen it properly.
There are many words that say it’s great or amazing, but I saw it and how was it? No one did.
“A man named Olivia, is that great, Sir Tana?”
Charlotte, sitting next to me, whispers to Saviolin Tana.
After all, Charlotte seemed to be bothered by the sounds around her.
“Now you have to call me teacher, Your Highness.”
Are you really strangely sensitive to that person’s title for himself?
“… … If that’s the case, you’ll have to treat me as a Temple student in the first place, right?”
“… … That’s not okay. How can I be so disrespectful?”
“Oh, then you just called me Charlotte and treated all my classmates who treated me with disrespect?”
“It is not. The temple has its rules, so follow them… … .”
‘No, if I say this, since I’m the housekeeper, according to the rules, I have to call Her Highness Charlotte?’
‘Isn’t this contradicting itself?’
‘I made a mistake.’
‘What do we do?’
Is it an illusion that I feel like I can read my thoughts even if I can’t see my face for some reason?
‘just… … . Let’s talk.’
“hmm. Olivia Ranze is an excellent student. She stands out among the talent of the Temple Royal class with a promising future.”
“ah. how much?”
“Hmm.”
Saviolin Tana watches the arena, arms crossed, before the tournament begins.
“I’d be very surprised if there were any students even slightly below Olivia, if not on par with them.”
“Hmm, Sir Tana… … . No, sir, how do you know about Olivia Ranze?”
“Most of it was from Epinhauser, my junior. As far as I know, Olivia Ranze says she hasn’t taken any close combat classes since her junior year.”
Most of the students say that Olivia’s skills are amazing, but I knew why I hadn’t actually seen them. She had no reason to show it even in class.
“why?”
“He said he didn’t want to learn more skills to hurt someone.”
“… … That’s a funny word.”
“Epinhauser said Olivia was already at a level where she didn’t need to learn more.”
“… … ah.”
Charlotte seemed dumbfounded.
“The moment you said you didn’t want to learn more, you already learned everything to the point where there was nothing more to learn, right?”
“… … In other words, that’s how it works.”
I don’t want to learn the art of hurting anyone anymore! (nothing more to learn)
It’s a really funny man.
Anyway, since then, Olivia has never taken a class related to actual combat, nor has she ever participated in a competition.
“Of course, I’ve never seen my skills properly.”
Is it all that even Saviolin Tana heard from Epinhauser?
“Then it’s just rumors after all?”
At that, Saviolin Tana shook her head.
“Hmm, but there is no possibility that this is a rumor.”
“why?”
“yes. Did you know that Olivia Ranze went to support the rear of the front line during the Pandemonium War?”
“I heard that. In the treatment of injured patients and medical treatment… … .”
“majesty.”
Saviolin Tana looks at Charlotte.
She did not participate in the Demon World War. It’s not that she didn’t attend.
However, she would have no choice but to know the details of the circumstances surrounding the Pandemonium War.
“At a time when a single human hand was precious, could a power with powerful divine power like Olivia Ranze do just that?”
“… … Could it be that you put them into practice?”
“Of course, it is said that he did not put it into practice according to his will. But behind the frontlines, all sorts of things are bound to happen. For example, a surprise attack by the Demon King’s army.”
Me too, everyone at Temple too.
I was thinking too naively.
It was a war, and everyone assumed it would be the case when Olivia said that she was simply doing the work of treating people and taking care of wounded soldiers because she went to the rear support service.
Just like the nickname of the Saint of Eredian.
Hearing that she had returned after doing a noble job like an angel in white, I just thought that.
“I won’t tell you the details because it’s not a good thing to hear.”
Says Saviolin Tana, looking at the stadium where the first match is about to begin.
“Olivia Ranze faced many unsafe things in an unsafe place, and came back safely.”
“… … .”
Olivia is not a flower in a greenhouse.
She went through a real war and came back alive.
Is that why you hate violence even more?
For Olivia, that would never be a good memory. That’s why she went out of her service, she must have said that.
“Olivia Ranze was called a reaper in that region, not a saint.”
Olivia killed countless demon lords on the battlefield where she went to save people.
Because of that, even her allies were afraid of her and called her a Shinigami.
I thought that Olivia would not like the nickname of Eredian’s saint.
In fact, she had a nickname that she was sure to hate even more than that.
