5 – 5. First Steps (2)
“Oh, Sylvia, she’s so damn hot…”
90% Of the magic power circulating in the body was depleted and the floor was exposed, and the body was exhausted, leaving only the energy to walk.
I wonder if it’s because the opponent is the opponent.
It is said that Vesta, Pallas, and other guys who looked down on me or quarreled with me somehow had the experience of suppressing them, but Sylvia was an exception in the past.
She had never won a victory over Sylvia, and she had no choice but to be pushed back in each fight with Sylvia.
Because I was far from the people who arrogantly or openly provoked me by saying that even if I was in Class C, I would never lose.
It was the same this time too. It was a victory that was possible because he knew Sylvia’s habits.
“Haa… I hope this solves the problem somehow.”
It’s only natural to look down on them because they’re students of Class D and E.
Aristocrats who break the academy’s ideals of equality and basic rights.
I think it was customary for most of them to go through prior learning in that way and suppress the lower class.
That’s why I wanted to squeeze victory from Sylvia all the more.
I don’t know the details, but I heard that they get something only when the bad things are repeated every time.
I thought that if I cut off this bad relationship even once, somehow, at least one twisted process would arise and things would go wrong somehow.
Professor Jake told me to wait until the end of the semester, but in fact, worse things happen if I wait that time.
In the end, at the entrance of the victory banquet held after the subjugation in the northeastern province of Sheet, the students from Class D and E will end up furious against Sylvia.
Anyway, if Sylvia shows up, I’ve caught a weakness that I’ll shout out loud on the spot.
Because I’m holding the ribbon she used as a trophy in my right hand right now.
“I’ll be running into Michelle soon anyway.”
She knew that Sylvia was after me and trying to fix me, her target, and it is true that she tried to twist the aristocrats’ plans.
However, the real purpose is different. In fact, this is closer to the more essential reason.
As usual, I will be completely defeated by Sylvia here.
I try to rush at it, but somewhere is Sylvia’s half trying to subdue me. It is class C.
It’s not even a class difference, it’s actually impossible to catch up with the difference between the two classes, so it was all about just attacking with evil.
Throw yourself over and over again, and get up again. Without any knack or technique, he rushes at the evil bar.
By the time Sylvia pours her great magic power to stop her from standing up after rolling on the ground several times.
My first meeting with Michelle takes place.
I can’t resist Silvia’s final blow, and just as my defeat is about to be confirmed, Michelle appears and cancels the magic and stops the battle.
Following Michelle’s intervention, Sylvia took a step back and reached out to me for the first time as I was rolling on the ground.
Ask about my well-being, ask about how things came to be like this.
Then, when I heard that the lower class was going down for the first time at this academy, I was greatly enraged.
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She set an example for breaking my prejudice against the nobility and her upper class, and at the same time became her first friend.
But she is also a party member in Thembris and the one who recommended me there. So she’s trying to avoid it.
…Now that I think about it, there is no bitter side, but I can’t help it.
One more thing. Even considering what happened later, the meeting between Michelle and Sylvia would have been necessary.
It is directly related to the fall of Count Kutelli, and it is announced that Count Kutelli is actually a family that has been spreading dirty hands throughout the principality.
Since Sylvia, a member of Count Kutelli’s family, met Michelle a few months later, the count’s family was shaken, so it was possible to guess that some kind of incident had taken place centering on Sylvia.
“Well, the rest will work out.”
If Sylvia was conscious of me, she would not be able to come to the banquet hall, avoid meeting Michelle, a member of Them Bris, and Michelle would have found Sylvia.
I’m satisfied with that much.
“…I can’t train today instead?”
How can I go to the gym when my body is in tatters and I only have the energy to walk?
I think I’ll have a good rest at the dormitory today.
***
At the same time, Sylvia was found by Michelle and she was taken to her infirmary shortly thereafter.
“This is…”
It was a somewhat unfamiliar ceiling to Sylvia who opened her eyes.
A place she never thought she would come to. Her eyes held the ceiling of the infirmary, her back against the medical bed.
‘You mean I passed out? Then I…’
It sounds like you lost. As her memories before her fainting slowly returned, he realized that he had exhausted her powers and panicked while dealing with her, realizing that he had exhausted her full strength.
But … The result was that Sylvia herself was lying in her bed. Even with all her might, she was defeated, even knocking her out.
She was the idiot of Class E, and it seemed like she had completely changed her person, perhaps because the opponent she had easily defeated in the past had gnashed her teeth.
Even if she fights again, she can’t guarantee victory.
But what matters to Sylvia right now is not Junon’s skills.
Why are you here? It is even a question of whether it is one person and not two people lying on the bed.
At first glance, it might seem like a humiliating defeat, but it was the cause that pushed Sylvia into a far-off precipice.
“No…!”
What if one of the nobles saw it?
What if someone among the commoners watched?
No, if even one person witnessed this scene, that alone would be fatal.
Not only do rumors spread quickly, but after being isolated from the aristocratic society, it leads to news that the family’s reputation has been splashed with cold water.
The moment you finally reach the Earl’s ears.
“You will be excommunicated…”
Excommunication. It was a word that Sylvia couldn’t help but be afraid of.
The moment he was excommunicated, it was obvious that he would lose his rights as a nobleman and be kicked out of Count Kutelli.
Of course, the nobles who were hostile to the commoners had no one to help them, and even brought some of them to their knees.
The same goes for nobles. The shadow of the illegitimate child who was excommunicated in the yard where even the ruined aristocratic family is rumored to be the worst label that cannot be removed.
There is no one to help, and those who bullied will retaliate at this time.
Sylvia said that she had to stop her status as an aristocrat, the only remaining rope, from being cut off.
“Wow…”
I just bent down to put on her shoes, but I felt dizzy because my body had not yet recovered from the mana panic.
Touching and destroying a magic circle drawn by pouring mana into it and twisting the magic circuit… That’s a technique I’ve never heard of or learned.
The fatal blow Junon gave to Sylvia.
Due to the Anti-Cast using the principle of the magic circle, Sylvia could not even properly control her body yet.
While holding her head and complaining of her throbbing headache, she hears her footsteps outside her infirmary.
Are they the aristocrats who have already come to ridicule rumors?
Or will it be commoners and lower class students who will show their white teeth and laugh at them for accusing them?
If that wasn’t even the case, would it be the count’s servants who would immediately hear the news and come to announce the excommunication?
It’s the same no matter what. It didn’t seem to change that those footsteps would announce to Sylvia that she would become a loner. However…
“Huh? You woke up already. Are you feeling better?”
She was unexpectedly visited by a famous honor student with her auburn ponytail.
A girl from Class 2 A who says she has no interest in slandering others, and that she only cares about her studies and magic. It was Michel Granodia.
***
“You bastard!”
“Oak!”
Since there is no attendance sheet, is she going to hit her with her fist? As her huge fists landed right on her head, it seemed like a lump had popped up on her clean scalp.
Seriously, this is too much for a patient.
Professor Jake is as sincere in teaching as he is in his beatings, so both hands naturally go up to the area where he was hit.
“What on earth do you have to do in such a short amount of time to look like this? Didn’t you hear that you should wait until the end of the semester evaluation?”
“sh*t…”
“I told you not to crash, but in the meantime again… Oh, my head…”
Professor Jake sits in a chair on one side and looks at me and says all kinds of laments.
I ran into him on my way back to the dormitory right after the battle with Sylvia.
What kind of eyesight is so good? He realized right away that I had been fighting for a long time from such a distance, and he bought me a direct ticket to the infirmary.
“It’s useless to be so angry. Avoiding and ignoring them is the best way.”
If I had done that, I wouldn’t have gone out.
If I leave it as it is, Sylvia will appear at the banquet hall. What should I do?
I couldn’t help it either. Professor!
…I wanted to say that. If I did, I’d be treated like an idiot.
“So, how is your body?”
“I don’t think there will be a big problem as long as you do the uniform.”
“It’s good to see you’re wearing school uniforms. It doesn’t look like you’re hurt like back then.”
As expected, Professor Jake is a very kind person, seeing as he cares deeply even if he says so.
I don’t like the sound of saying that I’ll finish it with a few fists, saying that I was considerate of being a patient, considering that I skipped lectures.
“Now, press it quickly.”
With that, Professor Jake pulled out a black box.
It is not unfamiliar to see a box with a black background, a button, and an empty space like an electronic display board displaying something.
…Isn’t it? Could it be that you didn’t worry about me and brought me to the infirmary because of this??? Ah, please
“Junon, I want to leave work soon.”
It was real.
Why is this real? Return my inspiration
“I have to get off work as soon as possible and talk to my wife. Please press the button quickly.”
“…”
I pressed the button on the box to select a partner for the end-of-semester evaluation while watching Professor Jake’s bright face ahead of work time.
As much as the feeling of being betrayed somehow.
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