How to Survive at the Academy chapter 89

Student Council President Election (2)

To my father who I can’t help but respect.

Hello, Father.

As my father spends a lot of time in the Hwangseong Fortress, I’m slowly getting used to it as a daily routine to notify my status through letters.

However, it is noteworthy that the source is not the usual Roth Taylor mansion, but the Sylvania Academy. The days of living in a mansion that was like a cradle are over, and I feel like I have finally taken a step towards becoming a true wizard.

As it is my first time living abroad, there are many things I am not used to, but as my father always said, I am always trying not to forget my honor as a member of the Roth Taylor family.

It has been over a month since I left the mansion with an immature body.

At most, I think I’m starting to understand how many things I’ve been through in a little over a month, and what the vassals say that you need to leave home to broaden your horizons.

I would like to unravel all the tumultuous and interesting stories I have experienced on this page, but I think the content will multiply many times if I do. I can’t unnecessarily take away my father’s time, who is always working hard for the Empire.

Still, for my father who is worried about me going abroad to study, I am adjusting well.

There were times when it was difficult to adjust to Sylvania’s unique horizontal atmosphere and a pretty tight academic schedule…

Not only that, but I also got to meet a lot of noble people, so I really feel like my eyes on the world have been broadened.

There are only a few ceremonial words, but I also talked with Saint Claris-sama of the Telos Church, and if I should call them a friend…or something similar to a classmate. I heard that Fenia, the third princess of the Empire, who is loved by the people, is also attending school, but I haven’t had a chance to meet them yet. I’m sorry.

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My goal, which I confidently stated on the day I left home, is also in the process of becoming the youngest student council president and raising the family’s honor. However, there are some things that are actually difficult.

Recently, there have been rumors of Princess Fenia running for election in the bachelor’s degree, and it’s almost impossible for me to defeat Princess Fenia at this point. Even if it’s impossible, I’ll try with this clenched fist.

I also met Lortel sunbaenim, whom my father introduced me to. Even though we’re not even a few years apart, I feel like I’m already fully matured as a merchant… I also thought a lot that I still have a long way to go. Negotiations for the purchase of the sage’s seal will be held soon, and I am already worried about whether I can go out as the family representative.

Other than that, I met a lot of seniors at school who called me the best, and they were all people who showed great abilities in their fields.

Like Sylvania, the land of learning, there are a lot of seniors with skills comparable to those of active duty despite their student status. I will always try my best to be able to be like that. I feel like my passion for school is on fire.

And… it’s hard to say too soon… It’s about the excommunicated older brother.

Needless to say, that stupid human being is a shame for our family, and it must be a blot that must be eliminated.

However, when I came to Sylvania and met him… What should I say, I felt an inexplicable sense of discomfort.

I’m not sure how my words will sound. Still, it would be impossible to falsely report your recent status to your father, whom you respect.

To put it bluntly… My brother definitely feels stronger and more diligent. People say it’s not about rewriting, but… I think it’s a feeling of being a completely different person.

You may find it very embarrassing for me to speak in this way. Surely…before I left the mansion, I was full of zeal to punish my brother.

I still don’t fully trust my brother. As I said, human nature does not change so easily.

Even if it’s been about a year since the excommunication, people’s minds cannot change so dramatically. Even if everyone in the world says that my brother is healthy, I don’t give up easily because I’ve been seeing her true colors for years.

Still, after a busy day, sitting in the private room of the Ophelis Building and looking up at the sunset… there is a scene that comes to mind.

It’s a distant memory now, but back in the day… memories of our three siblings when Arwen was alive.

At that time, I was too young to have any memories left, but still, fragments of it remain in a distant place beyond my consciousness.

I have a feeling that Ed’s brother was such an arrogant and venomous bastard from the start… and maybe he wasn’t. You must know this much better than I do.

I once had a strange dream.

The background is the small garden behind our mansion. In spring, lilacs and daffodils are in full bloom.

I remember going up the mountain road that smells like flowers. It seems that both hands were led up one by one, but the other hand was definitely Arwen’s older sister. Then the thick and reliable opposite hand is probably…

As I write it, the story seems to be leaking a bit. It’s been a while since I thought about telling my father about his current situation, so I guess it’s because he got excited. Maybe I ran out of perfume because I was away from home and living abroad… just writing a letter makes me happy.

Anyway, I think we need to keep an eye out for older brother.

If I really became a new person after being excommunicated, I wondered what the reason was, and maybe the excommunication itself was the trigger.

If you just look at it, it’s more like a ‘return to its original form’ for some reason, rather than a maniac. This may be my enlarged interpretation.

Still, if… if there was a reason to come to my senses, what would it be? There is no way that an opportunity to make such a person come to life is so easy.

Or if it’s just a return to the original form, why did you do such a stupid thing in the first place? There’s no reason for that. Even if there was a purpose, there is no way to know at this point.

It’s a night full of complicated thoughts. Looking at the window at night with cherry blossoms makes my heart warm, but on the other hand, I get nervous because of unresolved problems and an uncertain future.

Still, if you calm your mind for a while, confidence takes precedence over worry. I’m sure I can do it well. Confidence is important.

After mixing various rumors, the letter became long. I hope you do not have any problems with your business. I am also passionate about my studies, and I will always do my best to become a person who is not ashamed of the Roth Taylor family.

Sending Tanya Roth Taylor, a daughter who cannot help but love her father.

– Saak.

The letter folded into thirds goes into the envelope again.

The office of the imperial prime minister is full of splendid decorations. Crepin Rothtailer, who was conversing with the famous Prime Minister, Bandela, fell into contemplation for a moment.

“Why are you like that? Prince Crepin. Is this some important news?”

“I’m sorry. I just wanted to clear my mind for a moment.”

As she pondered the contents of Tanya’s letter, Crepin thought so.

It was a meaningful expression.

*

“Ugh. Hmm!”

Personally, I named it ‘Teacher Mode Yenika’.

He put his wrists on both waists and protruded to his chest.

There is no sign of dryness in his voice, but when he sees him coughing in vain, he can’t help but feel more adorable than dignified. I’m not sure what you think.

“Being able to deal with the lieutenant spirits means that Ed will be treated as a true spirits wherever he goes. Usually, even if you only know how to use a lieutenant spirits skill or two before graduation, you will be treated as an honor student.”

“It means a lot.”

“Usually, it is a state that children who are naturally gifted with magic and spirit sensitivity to a certain extent reach this level with steady effort.”

Yenika, who is now in her third year, already handles high spirits freely. It is an explanation that clearly feels what level of state it is.

“Ed wasn’t able to deal with a single lower spirit until last year. People would not believe me at all if I said this level of growth in just one year.”

“I sacrificed a lot of my physical health that much.”

“No way, Ed. Achievement is important, but you also have to think about your health!”

The scenery of the northern forest is certainly worthy of being called a spring day.

It is a time when the fresh vegetation that has been dormant during the winter is finally showing its presence. Weeds were already growing around the extinguished bonfire.

The cold that used to hit me is now a thing of the past. Even the snow that had remained in the shady place has now completely melted away, and bees are tangled in the flowers blooming in the middle of the grass.

The same goes for the scenery around the hut.

A butterfly fluttered and flew around in the air, then landed on the back of Lucy’s nose, sleeping on the roof of the hut.

It was Lucy who wiggled her sleeve a few times to chase the butterfly away, but as she wandered around the back of her nose persistently, she got up and slammed her with magical power. The butterfly that picked the wrong opponent just shattered and disappeared.

Only the butterfly was pitiful.

“Ed’s growth rate is very fast, and his responsiveness has improved quite a bit, and he even signed a contract with Merylda, so he should be able to handle a Lieutenant-Elemental contract.”

Yenika said so and smiled as if she was proud. It is a blessing to be able to rejoice in my growth as if it were my own.

“Anyway, there are lieutenant spirits that I picked and picked up. Would you like to respond?”

I nodded and focused the magic in my eyes. Slowly, the ability to respond to the level of a proper spirit master revealed the appearance of the spirits that were revealed around him.

There were so many spirits around the camp that it was difficult to count them all. Most of the places Jenica goes are like this.

It is truly a spectacle to see dozens of spirits following Yenika, who cannot even be seen unless they have the proper ability to respond to the spirits. He realizes once again how much this girl is loved by the spirits.

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Meanwhile, Merylda, who was larger than the hut, was seen sitting wrapped around a tree, and Takando, whose spine was chilled even by just making eye contact, was seen lying down by the river.

A lot of power is gathered in one place to the point where I wonder if this can be done, but all they do is hang languidly in the cool spring breeze.

Even if it’s a spirit corps or a high-ranking spirit, in the end, it’s usually this kind of drowsy feeling.

It is meaningless to count the number of lower spirits individually, the middle spirits are six or seven, and the high spirits are two, Merylda and Takan.

Yenica didn’t sign all of them, but considering that most of them were contractual, I was surprised.

“Aren’t you usually crazy when you drag a number like this? You still have a high level of sensitivity, so you can hardly see spirits in your daily life.”

“yes? It is not. Still, I’m used to it and it’s fine. Everyone says they like me, but there’s no need to push me away.”

Yenika smiled and patted a baby snake that climbed up her forearm.

“The Lieutenant-Elemental Contract is definitely different from the Lower-Elemental. Just because the amount of magical power is satisfied doesn’t mean you can just sign a contract. If the amount of mana is overwhelming, you don’t have to worry about that, but Ed isn’t like that.”

“Something seems a lot more demanding than when I signed with Merylda.”

“Because Merylda got along well with Ed in the first place. Ed is more friendly with the elements of wind and fire. Still, if it’s a lieutenant, I think it would be better to avoid elements of wind and elemental fire and make a contract.”

If you make a contract with the elemental spirit you use often, it may be easy to operate, but it is difficult to deal with various situations.

Even if it is not at a level that can handle all elemental spirits like Yenica, it is best to handle as many different elements as possible to maintain a state where you can fight regardless of terrain and environmental conditions.

“Usually, in order to make a contract with a lieutenant spirit, the first thing you need to do is to walk through all kinds of mountains and fields to find a spirit that matches your wavelength. That’s why the Elementalists often think of the lieutenant spirits they contract with almost as if they were fate. But Ed… is a special situation.”

“Rather than looking around, they sit together as if they were at some kind of market…”

“There’s nothing wrong with being comfortable, right?”

With a smirk, Yenika waved her hand.

All kinds of lieutenant spirits appeared in the midst of the spirit army. It definitely looks different from the lower spirits.

Firebirds, earth deer, wind leopards, and water-sprinkling eagles. First of all, it is the size of a human upper body at least. The big ones are almost the size of trees.

“The conversation with the spirits is over. You can ‘nominate’ a child who has good magic efficiency and likes elements.”

“Ji… it’s a place name…”

The characters of the spirits class from ＜Sylvania’s Failing Sword Castle> suddenly come to mind.

There was a romance of playing in nature, walking through forests and rivers, and communing with the spirits that were fatefully met. Although not as naive as Yenica, they all had an atmosphere that seemed relaxed or compassionate.

When talking about a contract with a lieutenant spirit, such a fateful meeting is often the first thing that comes to mind.

An illustration that comes to mind when you think of a spirit samurai. Such a nature-friendly feeling of looking up energetically at a giant wolf or eagle in the midst of Mother Nature. It was kind of romantic.

[ Symbol number 1, Lieutenant Water Spirit Fellow. The shroud he is wearing is the ‘Chief’s Guard’. Let’s do a flap of the wings. Ego… ]

Sitting by the campfire, I watched the line of lieutenant spirits come in one by one.

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Mug, which flew to my shoulder at some point, was paying close attention to the spirits with a voice saying, “Hmm….

“Yeah…Yenika… Wait… a place name… I feel a bit strange…”

“yes? Is it weird? Have you been too busy with today’s schedule? What will you do next?”

“Umm… not like that… no… no… nothing…”

[Then we will continue. Symbol number 2… ]

As I looked at the spirits coming in one by one, I was surrounded by a strange sense of incongruity that I couldn’t really materialize.

A romantic encounter with elemental spirits playing in nature, and a fateful contract. A refreshing illustration of a girl rubbing her face with a giant wolf in a lush forest.

…is this correct…?

It feels more like a used car trading complex rather than a spirit contract…

…is this… really true…?

*

the queen has fallen It was because he could not cope with the knight’s blade that had hit the side.

The priest, who was watching, hurriedly hit the knight’s head, but it was already too late. A dead queen never comes back.

The opposing soldiers advance again, and the king hastily hides behind the wall.

Another knight presses on one side of the wall, and hastily moves the soldiers to open the defense line, but there is no place to call it an escape anymore.

In the end, the king, who hides behind the castle walls and watches the soldiers dying one by one in his place, quietly chooses to commit suicide.

It was checkmate. Fenia’s pieces were less than half on the chessboard.

“Are you in trouble, Princess Penia?”

Freshman welcome party.

This event, held in the student center at the beginning of the semester, is just a ceremonial routine for seniors, but it is a meaningful day for new students who are excited because it is the first semester.

The seniors are talented people who have been honing for several years in Sylvania, which has produced all kinds of great men. Most of them were people who could do their part in their field, so freshmen had no choice but to want to get to know each other if they had the chance.

Unlike freshmen, existing students are not required to participate. However, there are some students who are recommended by the bachelor’s side to participate.

For each grade level, some of the students who really deserve it must participate, because the current students have to stand up. It means nothing if only freshmen are excited to participate.

Basically, the seniors of each grade are encouraged to participate, but if you refuse, you do not have to participate.

Second-year senior Lucy Merrill, who is a major concern for freshmen, reported her absence due to personal reasons (a nap). Of course, the academic staff also expected to some extent.

However, I did not think that even a sincere third-year senior, Yenica Palerover, who participates in every academic calendar without exception, would fall for her personal circumstances (Edwa’s spirit class).

Thanks to that, this freshman reception seemed a bit out of shape as there were only two senior students… But as Princess Penia participated at the request of a bachelor, all the news of her absence became meaningless.

This is because the freshmen clearly realized just how wide the spectrum of Sylvania students was just by the presence of Penia.

Among the sophomores at the Sylvania Academy, the most noble girl.

Even if you look at all the freshmen, there are hardly any people who have the status to talk to her face-to-face.

No matter how horizontal the Sylvania Academy is, if the opponent is of imperial blood, the story is completely different.

The common people, or the aristocrats on the outskirts, who are dying, cannot even dare to speak. Even high-ranking aristocrats will take a sneak peek, and the sons of influential people will show their courage, but if they come near the VIP seat where she is sitting, they will come back with a breath.

After all, there was only one person who spoke properly to her at this freshman reception,

Heir to the Callamore family, one of the three great swordsman families and loyal members of the imperial family. First Year Senior Wade Callamore. It was a spherical relationship with Princess Penia.

“Every time he moved his horse, he hesitated.”

Her terrifyingly white hair fluttered several times in the wind by the window.

“That’s pretty cool, Wade.”

“I can. If I had left it right, I wouldn’t have been able to handle it.”

“I put it right.”

“no. Even though the princess knew the Myo-su, she didn’t leave it that way.”

Wade picked up some of the fallen soldiers and rolled them with his fingers a few times.

“There should be no hesitation in sacrificing soldiers, Princess Fenia.”

“Thank you for Jin-eon, but now it’s over. If you start to apply the monarch theory to chess, it will only start a never-ending class.”

“Do you have any bad memories like that?”

“When I was in the Imperial Family, the Imperial Teacher who taught me… liked to teach something like this in a metaphorical way.”

Wade and Fenia have a quiet conversation.

The students who were far away did not even dare to intervene.

Since he is about the same as Wade, a traditional imperial loyalist, he can exchange conversations like that.

“Wade, what you were trying to say would be similar. If you pay too much attention to the words of sacrifice, you will not be able to read the macroscopic battlefield situation.”

“You are correct, Princess Fenia.”

Wade was reading Fenia’s gloomy vision right from the start.

Fenia, the princess of charity who walked through the imperial family, had a very different atmosphere from now.

At the time, he was an enterprising, active, monarch ready to roll up his arms for his country at any time.

A mysterious girl who tends to push things forward with more momentum than anyone else on the most distant subject in the dispute over succession to the throne between the three princesses.

However, seeing Phenia again in Sylvania was like a balloon that had been deflated.

I don’t know what happened, but the unique self-confidence I had always worn like armor had completely disappeared.

Wade knows the reality of those lifeless eyes.

These are the eyes of a person who has suffered from repeated failures or constant pressure.

“You’ve been through a lot in Sylvania.”

“It’s just… I’ve become more self-objective.”

Princess Fenia stared at the chess piece she lifted. phone. was a soldier

Whether they disappear after being used as a scapegoat, or get promoted with a major, in the end, they are puppets that move and act according to the monarch’s words.

One pawn sacrifice and death. No major cause can be achieved by focusing on and worrying about these microscopic things.

“I thought I would be better than anyone else when it comes to insight into people.”

“I think so too, but it’s an important virtue to recognize that you could be wrong. Isn’t the princess steadily growing up?”

“I do not know…”

Burying herself on the sofa in the VIP seat, Fenia looked up at the ceiling with empty eyes.

The inevitable overlap is Ed Roth Taylor. It doesn’t make sense to try to cover your ears. The news of him somehow reached Fenia’s ears clearly.

The reason soldiers on the battlefield are used as scapegoats is because it is a strategically necessary decision.

This is possible because the monarch with a macroscopic view made a rational decision covering the battlefield.

However, disposing of Ed Roth Taylor was not such a strategic decision. It’s just that the field of view is short and the eyesight is narrow.

Even if Ed Roth-Taylor was really just using Princess Fenia to escape from the darkness of the Roth-Taylers… in the end, it’s the same.

Even though Princess Fenia recognized the possibility, she did not change her attitude toward Ed.

At first, it felt like a thorn in the neck. Thinking it was a slight mistake, Edra turned away from the human being.

However, as time went on, he showed his presence to the bachelor and reversed the evaluation in his own way.

Intervening in the crisis of the bachelor to rescue Yenika, clenching her teeth in a wild forest life, and persevering with her grades, receiving recognition from many students, and even rising to the ranks of talented people within the third year, Fenia finally managed to keep up with that. turned his head away from

What is the reason? After a lot of thought, Fenia was able to find the answer.

After realizing it, an unbearable shame came over me.

The reason Penia consciously ignored Ed. This is because his very existence, living a healthy and exemplary life and producing results, was proof of Penia’s mistakes.

What a childish and one-dimensional feeling.

It is an illusion that if you hide your eyes and look away from your mistakes, you will be able to free yourself from that guilt.

If you hide behind the high and noble status of a princess, you get an ugly sense of relief that no one will ask you for your sins.

How shameful it is to think that if a preschooler who has committed a mistake closes his eyes and covers his ears, everything will be nothing.

The reason I was barely able to realize it… is because this is Sylvania.

In the Chloel imperial family, the words of the imperial family are the law and the law.

All chess pieces discarded by wrong judgment die laughing. I don’t even struggle to get out of the pain. Whatever the consequences of Penia’s misjudgment, it’s all right in itself.

However, this is the Sylvania Academy where the virtue of learning is emphasized rather than the nobleness of status.

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Most of the discarded chess pieces… shed tears of blood, grind their teeth, pour curses, and eventually die a tragic death.

The difference is huge. The weight on the shoulder is different.

“I was just… afraid.”

Close your eyes once.

Ed Rothtailer, a blood-stained man, raises his head from the abyss.

Leading her body covered in wounds, she thrust her face right in front of Fenia’s eyes and spoke. you made me like this I am a good and sound human being, but my life has been ruined in vain by your poor foundation. Still, I will clench my teeth and survive to the end and stand here with my legs crossed.

I resent you and hate you.

“Princess?”

“I’m sorry, Wade. I was thinking about something else for a while.”

Fenia raised her head brightly, brushed her elegant platinum blonde hair once, and took a deep breath.

“Still, thanks to you, my thoughts have been cleared up a lot. It must be something that we must not run away from our mistakes forever. It’s… stupid.”

“I’m glad you’re making progress.”

Once you have recognized the problem, you need to think about improving it.

Princess Fenia did not fall into the swamp of depression in the end, and barely grabbed herself.

Putting the chess pieces back together, Princess Fenia repeated herself.

Whatever it is, it’s a matter of arranging the relationship from the beginning, brushing off what you’re going to brush off, and apologizing for what you’re apologizing for.

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Meet Ed Roth-Taylor as soon as possible to organize the story.

With that in mind, Princess Penia remembered the schedule.

It’s such a busy one. Even if you only manage really important schedules, it seems like you need four days to get time. If you move quickly, it might be possible in three days.

And let’s go to Ed Roth-Taylor’s camp with a minimum of escorts. You go and sit by the bonfire, put everything down, and talk directly to him.

So he made up his mind and shook his head lightly.

The gloomy feeling was dissipating a little, and it seemed that there was a clear path in its own way. It was a refreshing feeling for a while.

It was the morning of the third day when Princess Fenia heard the news of Ed Roth Taylor’s death.

*

‘The imprint of extreme poison’.

The rules engraved along the sad dagger’s blade are ominous.

The poison magic that the first-class engraver hired by the Roth Taylor family spent days and nights finally perfecting is the worst curse magic that will cause you to struggle and die if you touch it even a little.

I didn’t even try to figure out how many gold coins would go into engraving one of these engravings. What is certain is that it is by no means a small amount.

Careful that even the tip of a finger might be cut, Crepin Roth Taylor put the dagger into its sheath. And he held out the dagger to his trusted entourage.

The entourage who politely took the dagger under the robe, and the assistant standing on either side of it, knelt in front of the crepin.

I warned Tanya Rothtailer in a letter.

It seems that it would be difficult for him to take responsibility for the student council president election and negotiations for the purchase of the sage’s letter between Lortel and Chi, so he said he would send a trusted vassal to serve as a helper. I’m sending you out for business reasons, so I’m sure the bachelor’s degree will also give you permission.

But the real purpose of sending the vassals is not to help Tanya. There is a more shady reason behind the water.

Crepin returned to the room and took off the glove on his right hand. When he placed his hand engraved with a hideous pattern on the crystal ball, a huge amount of magical power erupted from his hand.

One of the powers granted to Crepin Rothtailer by the evil god ‘Mebuler’. ‘causal confirmation’.

If you specify a certain action or variable that you have caused, it is the highest level of magic that projects the result onto a crystal ball.

It requires a lot of magical power, so it can’t be used often, but being able to check in advance what the consequences of your actions will be before an important event… is an incredibly close to fraud ability.

Before long, the ‘result’ blooms on the crystal ball.

The scene shown is… a cliff with rain pouring down. Apparently, it was a coastal area near the northern part of Aken Island.

Inside the crystal ball is Ed Roth Taylor. After a suffocating bloody battle, he endured until he was crippled, but in the end he was stabbed in the abdomen by the dagger that the vassal pulled out.

Dark red blood spurted from his mouth, and he took a step backwards little by little.

The girl with pale pink hair, who arrived late, screams. The vassal pulls out the dagger and pushes Ed away with his feet. As it is, Ed falls down a distant cliff.

A girl with pale pink hair who ran out toward the cliff in the rain.

With her bowing her head and slowly looking back at the vassal, the crystal ball projection ends.

“…”

Sitting down at the work table, Crepin put on his gloves again and sighed a little.

“It’s not very pleasant.”

However, the expression on his face did not move.

“But it is a necessary sacrifice.”