64. Eat it?
“Students, have a dream. A dream is like a beacon of life.
How terrifying is life without a dream, living day by day without a goal is like a golem. Live your dreams!”
A loud voice resounded under the bright sunlight.
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“Imperial Academy is a great place full of dream students. May God bless the students who will be responsible for the future!”
When the speech was finished, thunderous cheers erupted.
He opened his arms to the cheers and just smiled.
After the swordsman came, he moved very quickly.
He tours the academy’s classrooms and gives lectures.
She was always smiling, but unlike Linda, who felt distant even though she was close, Sword Saint Adolf captivated the students with a likable attitude like a cool smile he showed to everyone.
Students who had become fans of the swordsman after seeing him for a while gathered like fans chasing idols and chased the swordsman.
The way he waved his cape, smiled like a man, and beckoned from the sky was like seeing a hero I saw somewhere in my previous life.
“What are you doing there?”
And Lemnos was glaring at the sword star flying in the sky.
“Atlas. What’s your business with me?”
“I asked you first. What is the swordsman staring at so terribly?”
“… I was curious about what Masters in other countries were like.”
I’ve seen two masters so far, but it’s strange to see them flying in the sky together.
Seeing Edgar speak bluntly, a question suddenly came to mind.
“Do you have a fiancée, Edgar?”
“Why are you asking such a thing all of a sudden..!”
“No, I think Lemnos will be enough.”
“… No.”
I thought that Lemnos would already have a blood alliance with a powerful family, but it was strange that he didn’t.
“It’s already a big family, so rather than marrying a strong family to grow taller, is it better to be a partner of a weaker nobleman who doesn’t buy anything in moderation?”
“What’s so specific..! That’s not the reason.”
“Then what is it?”
Edgar’s voice rose as if he had been stabbed to the core.
“Why do you care about that all of a sudden…? Is it because your friend has a fiancée who is a swordsman?”
“Oh, I know. I’m curious how you feel.”
“I don’t know… Do you mind that Simoa has a fiance?”
“Yes.”
“Isn’t it normal…? If you ask the class, there will be quite a few.”
“I know that… But a friend of mine has a fiancée… That fiancée is a grandfather who is estimated to be in his 70s or older, doesn’t it feel a bit weird to say he’s flying over there?”
“It’s weird flying around, but your friend having a fiancé doesn’t have much to do with you.”
I didn’t have any emotional problems, but I didn’t mean to tell Edgar every single detail like that.
As I was still making a puzzled face, he continued.
“If you’re still bothered… Do you really think of Seymour as more than a friend?”
My teeth gnashed at the speculation, which infuriated me.
What I care about River’s fiancé is not that she had a fiancée, but the fact that River clearly disliked and feared her fiancée.
If her friend was caught up in an unwilling .. Unwanted marriage, she wanted to help at any time, but River himself refused, so he felt uncomfortable.
But since I didn’t say this, I thought it might look like I, who had a crush on River, was suffering from a third person.
And there is one bigger problem.
“It’s not like that. There’s no way anyone would love someone like me.”
That was a very cynical remark.
I hate the way I look myself, but it doesn’t make sense to think that someone will love me.
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“Haa… Tired…”
Lucia Russell let out a deep sigh.
Today, from the time I woke up in the morning, I was caught and tormented by the student council.
I just wanted to participate in the event with Atlas, but yesterday, all of a sudden, all five pillars, including myself, had to greet Clover Academy as a freshman representative, along with the student council.
It’s not elves or dwarves coming, at most students from the academy of a small kingdom on the outskirts, but I thought it was a big fuss.
But I couldn’t complain.
It was because Phrygia, who was the first to argue when this happened, was very docile this time.
Looking at that, she should have noticed that this time something was going to be different.
As expected… Clover Academy sent not only the students, but also the master swordsman.
As soon as Edgar saw the Sword Saint enter, he frowned.
He said in an official letter sent from the Clover Kingdom that someone would go there as an advisor, but it was never written that the Sword Saint would go.
From the attitude of the Phrygian Academy, they must have known in advance,
But Luciana Edgar was very offended that she didn’t know.
After that, she continued to act like the student council, and finally got released.
Being surrounded by a lot of people consumes your stamina just by itself.
I want to see Atlas.
I felt like this fatigue would disappear if I saw him.
‘Come to think of it… Atlas’s friend was the fiancée of the Sword Saint…?’
Lucia remembered Reaver, who was soared into the sky by the Sword Saint.
As expected, Lucia couldn’t help but be surprised by the commotion of the fiancée of the sword castle.
Because no one knew that Master’s fiancee was at the academy.
‘Fortunately…?’
Atlas is one of those people that I always wear by my side.
Seeing that he was hanging out with her, he wondered if he liked that type of woman too.
No, even thinking like this is strange.
It would be natural for a woman with such an attractive appearance to like it.
‘Yeah… That’s right… It’s obvious. River… He’s not huge… He doesn’t have this unkempt hair… He’s a good talker…’
Impressions of River passed through Lucia’s mind.
Liver Seymour was close to her ideal figure.
Her attractive height that is not too tall, and her body that is not too big and not too thick and curves smoothly … Lucia was very envious of her blonde hair that shone dazzlingly in the sunlight.
An aristocratic young lady who has never seen her worn, but her splendid dress would suit her very well..
The flashy dress was not at all suitable for Lucia, who was big, messy, and dingy.
Comparing herself to her made her feel very depressed.
However, that river is the fiancée of the Sword Saint.
The engagement with the sword castle was promised.
She really has to be friends with Atlas, as it seems.
The engagement with the swordsman was a very good thing for River as well.
Marriage with the master is good for both countries.
Being a bloody relationship with less than 10 powerful people on the continent comes with great benefits.
In the Kingdom of Clover, you will be treated like royalty, and the Empire will welcome you as you think you have made a strong connection with a Master outside the Empire.
Good for the empire, good for the Simoa family, good for me, good for everyone…
At that moment, the face of Atlas, who was laughing with River, passed by.
‘…What are you happy about?’
I felt sick to my stomach.
When she realizes what she’s thinking about, she’s sick of it.
‘I can’t really… I’m not a master… I’m not cute… I’m jealous of not being able to…’
A series of self-deprecating thoughts, layered on her blood, made her feel terrible.
Then she passed something she never wanted to miss in her field of vision.
“Atlas…!”
Atlas was moving somewhere.
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As Lucia waved her hand, Atlas found it and walked away.
“I didn’t see Lucia today. She was with the student council, right?”
“Yes..”
Atlas seemed unconcerned.
Do you have any thoughts about River’s engagement?
I remembered that there were quite a few people in my class who already had a fiancé.
‘… Right, having a fiancé isn’t such a big deal, but he must have been thinking about something strange by himself.’
“Are you okay? It looks tough.”
As Lucia was thinking self-deprecatingly, Atlas might have noticed the change in her expression, so she stroked Lucia’s forehead.
His little hand stretched up and touched my forehead was very cool.
“Ah.. No, it’s okay!!”
I was so surprised that the words just came out.
It’s really hard, but I said it’s okay.
When I realized that he was worried about me, the corner of my mouth inadvertently went up.
“Come to think of it… Did you come from the swordsmanship research department over there…?”
I was afraid that I would make a too haggard expression, so I woke up and paid attention to my facial muscles.
“Oh, that’s right. At this exchange meeting, I asked to be the vanguard.”
“…Atlas isn’t a swordsmanship research department.”
“I’m leaving because I want to go out.”
It was strange.
Atlas said he had no intention of caring about grades properly, and he always insisted on appropriate situations.
Most of the club activities have an effect on grades, so everyone works hard, so Atlas always rejected invitations to join clubs.
Atlas like that at the sword exchange meeting?
It’s not just sparring, it’s unspecified number of eyes are focused in the arena, so I couldn’t believe they were doing it.
“That… I heard that the head of the Swordsmanship Research Department is your older sister… Is that why you’re doing that…?”
Then he came up with a rumor that Hera Nemea and Atlas Nemea, the head of the swordsmanship research department, were related by blood.
“No, I just got into a fight with them. I’m trying to decide.”
“You said there was a fight??”
Atlas continued without blinking an eye.
“If it’s an exchange meeting, you can beat it up legally, right?”
“Atlas… Do you know what an exchange meeting means…?”
An exchange meeting means that people gather to share achievements and experiences and to form friendships.
Anyway, it seems to feel completely different to Atlas.
“Of course you know what I mean.”
“…The Exchange Association forbids excessive violence..”
“I won’t do it too badly. Are you coming to see me tomorrow? I’ll show you something interesting, so look forward to it.”
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That night I went to bed early.
Since there is an exchange meeting tomorrow, I wanted to keep my body in the best condition.
Outside the window, the moon just before it was full was shining dimly.
‘…?’
I woke up suddenly.
Because someone entered the room in the middle of the night.
The door was also opened silently and he was holding his breath, but he knew right away.
‘Who is fearless…’
Where is the assassin sent to kill me?
There were too many people that came to mind.
If it comes within arm’s reach, turn your neck right away.
I acted so as not to notice that I was awake, waiting for the uninvited guest to come near.
-Kikkik..
The bed tilted slightly.
It seems that it wasn’t enough that he came in and climbed onto the bed.
Looks like he thought I was asleep.
This is enough.
An uninvited guest got on top of me.
From that point on, I jumped up and tried to subdue the opponent, but I couldn’t move my body.
“…Atlas wake up.”
It was because the tip of my nose felt the refreshing scent of citrus.
“If you don’t wake up, I’ll eat you like this…?”