How to Survive at the Academy chapter 13

stray cat (2)

It might be rude to compare humans to animals, but when you look at the Yenica Palerover, you may feel like a puppy with a lot of human hands.

When you see a puppy welcoming you by waving its tail as if it’s welcoming everyone in the world, doesn’t it make you want to hug her or stroke her head?

Perhaps all of my classmates think so, and whenever I met Yenica on the way or in a lecture hall, she would always be in her classmate’s arms or with her arms crossed.

And if I approach within a 3m radius, it’s an added bonus that I’m staring at it as if it’s going to have a negative effect on our pretty Yenika.

If Yenica is the image of a round puppy, Lucy Meryl can be compared to a stray cat.

The sound of wheezing or the appearance of sleeping while hugging one’s body seems like a cat at first glance, but this is by no means a story based solely on external appearances.

Wild cats are never tamed.

There are very few cases of swearing or being kind to passersby. At least all the stray cats I’ve seen in my life were like that.

The stray cats who have adapted to the path of civilization have rules of life that only apply to them.

Even if life is a life that swims in a dirty back alley, you are always the center of the world, and even if your fur is full of dirt, you are a living creature that walks steadfastly like a princess.

However, such behaviors are not due to vanity or a sense of choice. It’s just… that kind of creature in the first place.

Lucy Meryl was also such a human in the first place.

“Ahhh-.”

He stretched out his body, stretching his body, and raised his upper body.

About half an hour had passed since I returned to camp and found Lucy Meirl.

Speaking of me, I was sitting with my chin crossed, thinking about what to do with this guy.

The setting sun was almost finished, and darkness was already encroaching on the high sky in spring from the east.

“…”

Lucy Meryl sat there blankly with her sleepy eyes. Several assertively strong strands of hair were pressed against her cheeks.

And as soon as you wake up in someone else’s house, you just say

“…I’m hungry…”

She was a girl with a knack for making her hair pound.

Lucy only then met my eyes. He was sitting on a rock chair next to the bonfire with his chin crossed for a long time.

He doesn’t say a word and just stares at him. It is normal for an ordinary girl to show a bewildered reaction by swallowing even a waste of breath here.

But the opponent was Lucy Meryl.

“Out of 100 points… about 90 points…?”

I just stood still.

“It was nice because it was finished with leaves, so the sunlight was subtle. It was so refreshing to see the outside breeze coming in. As soon as I lay down, I fell asleep right away.”

It seems that my camp is ranked among the best three places to take a nap at the Sylvania Academy, selected by Lucy Meirl.

“But the floor is roughly covered with clothes, so I have no choice but to sleep on my stomach… It would have been nice if it was a little softer, but still the sun was shining… I liked the sound of the rippling stream.”

And speaking skillfully without changing a single expression from a blank face.

“Very good.”

There is no change in her expression, but the strangely shimmering feeling makes her understand that this is the girl’s satisfied face.

…what do you convince me?

Lucy Meryl got up and made her stretch again.

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My wooden shelter, which has undergone reinforcement work several times, is wider than I thought. But it’s wide and the ceiling is high, and it ends around my shoulder. In short, I couldn’t get up in there.

If you look at Lucy Meiryl stretching out in such a narrow space, you realize the difference in physique. She really is a dwarf girl. Even though the school uniform is the smallest size in the first place, the sleeves look baggy.

Suddenly, Lucy’s stomach rumbled.

At the same time, Lucy jumped out of the shelter.

‘It popped out’ was a really accurate expression.

Lucy Meirill’s movements are like watching Moorim’s footsteps that are only seen in martial arts movies. It gathers magical energy at the tip of its feet and spurs it, and uses its dwarf body wind magic, gravity magic, and advanced shock absorption magic to land on the desired spot.

The movement of playing like a god by applying all kinds of high-quality magic. The professors of the Ministry of Magic are also concentrating on multicasting five or six magic that they use one by one. Not consciously, but instinctively.

“Is this dried meat? Can I eat it?”

The place where such Lucy landed was on a drying rack that I crudely made. There, the beef jerky that I had seasoned and laid out was beautifully displayed.

“…”

Surprisingly, I hadn’t said a word until this point. In the first place, I didn’t want to have as much contact with this girl as possible.

‘Sloth Lucy’

A rare genius who will be recognized by not only all the students of the Sylvania Academy, but also Professor Glast to Principal Obel.

He was a very important character in ‘Sylvania’s Failed Swordsman’ and an opponent who felt like a huge wall until the end of the scenario.

If you enter a specific route, you can fight the indolent Lucy, but even if you raise the proficiency of the ‘Spear Mind’ skill, which gives a glimpse of the opponent’s stats, to the maximum, the stats are not visible. There, I could fully get a glimpse of the developer’s intentions.

In the first place, this is not a character that was created to win.

“You can eat.”

Having said that, Lucy picked up a pile of jerky and asked. And while biting his lips, he murmured and tasted

“Wow-! Too salty!”

He frowned, sticking out his small tongue.

“…But, maybe there’s something more subtle about it?”

Then you bite the jerky in your mouth again.

He murmured while chewing the beef jerky, and eventually he liked the unique salty taste, so he put it in his mouth and pointed to the next jerky.

“Can I have one more?”

“….okay.”

Then he sat down on the drying rack and started to enjoy the taste of jerky while shaking his feet. At first, he grimaced because he hated the salty taste so much, but as soon as he seemed to like it, he was muttering with a satisfied face.

….what is this feeling? I feel like something fills my chest.

The unique feeling of satisfaction that comes from passing food to small mammals…

Is everyone going to become a cat mom like this?

I think I’ll be a little addicted…?

“…”

I shook my head frantically. Calm down… That’s Lucy Meryl.

He is a key figure given a huge weight in this ‘Sylvania’s Failing Swordsman’ scenario. It’s never good to get involved more than this.

Yes, you have to get rid of it first. I mean, I had to focus my mind on getting it back as frictionless as possible.

“It was too tight at first, but I like it because it’s too salty. It’s exciting.”

“…”

“This salty feeling…so good…”

By then, I understood.

Lucy Merrill is a rare genius who has achieved overwhelming grades among first-year students, so she must be living in the Ophelis Hall, where the best students are allowed.

Ophelis Hall boasts the best facilities among the three major student dormitories in Sylvania. A place that won’t give up a seat if you don’t have an overwhelming status or overwhelming grades.

In the student cafeteria of the Ophelis Hall, the best chefs in the kingdom serve the best food every day. So, as far as taste is concerned, his eyes must be high enough to say that he is a high-ranking aristocrat.

However, there is a taste that cannot be felt in such high-quality foods.

It is the so-called map-woven sweet.

An area outside the high-end diet where the freshness of ingredients, harmony of taste, and balance of nutrition were taken into consideration to the utmost. Health is the true taste of the stimulus that is covered in spices as if it were a dog or liquor.

That bad stimulus is like a whisper from the devil to those who have lived their whole life on a healthy, high-quality diet.

“Can I take all of this?”

“no.”

Still, that was a bit over the line. That’s my lunch box.

“Ugh..”

It’s very pitiful to see him dead, but it may be a snack to you, but to me, it’s a matter directly related to survival.

You should just eat a bunch of high-quality food in the Ophelis Hall.

“I mean…”

I suddenly had a good idea.

Lucy Merrill, who has performed infinitely in Cefa, has no fear in this academy. Fenia, the princess of charity, Lortel, the golden daughter, and Glast, the reputed evil professor, are all equal in front of Lucy, whose nature is unleashed.

However, this does not mean that there is no one who can control this unpredictable Lucy.

“The maids of the Ophelis Hall were looking for you.”

As soon as she heard those words, Lucy’s complexion began to turn blue. The kicks that had been whipping around in the air disappeared in an instant.

Then, in an instant, he flew to the shelter and grabbed a wide-brimmed witch hat.

“Yeah, I think I should go.”

“Yeah… have a hard time.”

“I’ll come again next time.”

Don’t come, just please.

“But before I go, I have something to tell you. Let him tell you something.”

I wasted too much time being swayed by Lucy. I was in the middle of organizing laundry tools to start washing the workout clothes I will be wearing tomorrow.

Lucy held out her finger toward the forest.

“What?”

I looked in the direction Lucy was pointing, but there was only a forest full of greenery.

“…”

“A wolf the size of that house. You kept watching.”

One day, Goreum ran down her back.

For me, who had not yet had a chance to properly practice Spirit Sensitivity, there is an unseen realm of the world.

“Someday, I hope you can rescue Yenika.”

After dropping that message as if it wasn’t a big deal, Lucy disappeared in the direction of the Ophelis Hall.

I slowly turned my head and looked again in the direction Lucy had pointed towards the forest.

There was only the crowing of grasshoppers among the lush trees.

Other than that, there was nothing more to see.

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[ Announcement ]

1st and 2nd year joint combat classes are scheduled.

Students attending the Basic Cooperative Combat Intro/Advanced Class at the Common Combat Training Facility in the Nail Hall, please check the same group through the distributed list.

※ The participation rate of students in the Pension Department is too low! Alchemy experiments are good, but please join us in the common class!

– Combat Practice Assistant Professor, Claire Elfin.

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the next day.

Announcements were distributed at the meeting of the sophomores in the student union. Is it already time for the 1st and 2nd year joint combat class event to be held?

The pace is pretty fast. The Joint Combat Class event must have been… it was the first time Jenika Palerover appeared in the game.

That said, ‘Golden Daughter Lortel’ and ‘Princess Fenia, the Princess of Love’ must have already started to quarrel with their differences of opinion.

The 2nd year edition where the student political drama part starts properly apart from the monster battle part. The base rice has already started to be laid from now on.

Both the battle part and the political part are important variables in this world, so you should keep an eye on them.

Well, from my standpoint, one step away from the stage, I have no choice but to infer it from the rumors I hear occasionally or the flow of time.

Still, it’s definitely best to see it with your own two eyes.

The main character, Taylor, will have to pay close attention to which side of the faction he will take, at which point he will make the choice, and in which direction the world will flow as a result.

Anyway, at the last entrance ceremony, I was called to the dean’s meeting, so I couldn’t even find Taylor’s face properly.

If this is a joint battle class, you will definitely be able to see the faces of the first-year students who will be the main screenplays once as a whole.

Anyway, this is an opportunity to check whether the story is going according to the ‘affair’ without any variables.

I walked out of the student center, clearing my stiff shoulders from sharpening arrows all night.

It is a continuation of life like hell, but again, humans are creatures of adaptation. I started to feel my body getting used to it. Now, it would be nice if there were only a few meaningful changes in the stamina stats.

Anyway, it’ll be fine.

Now, I am able to think of such hopeful thoughts quite a bit.