183. Final exams for the first semester (3)
“Ah…”
I couldn’t get rid of my excrement, and my hands went out.
About three seconds later, Erwin realized what he had done.
It was just slapping the face of a man who had the right to live and die.
“Mi, I’m sorry… I’m sorry… No, I’m sorry…”
“Erwin.”
“Huh?! Huh?”
“Go back to the examination room. Professor Sergei must be in trouble by now.”
“Yes…”
I couldn’t help but be surprised by Schluse’s reaction, which was so unconcerned.
But Erwin pretended to be nothing and trudged toward the test site.
There was too much snow around.
He probably thought he couldn’t punish you right away.
“·······.”
However, no threatening voices flowed through the communication magic for a long time.
Is there no retaliation for daring to slap me?
Maybe Schluss didn’t even know he thought he deserved it.
‘No. It can’t be.’
No way.
Erwin shook her head vigorously and stroked her lips.
The feeling of the rough kiss earlier came to mind.
That kiss saved me.
You protected me from members of the church who were suspicious of my relationship with Schluss.
Schlus was acting rationally to protect the spy planted in the church.
However, who would dare to judge that he kissed a commoner graduate student in front of everyone in that short moment?
In such a situation, it was human nature to hesitate, thinking about the honor to be tarnished and the relationship to be ruined, even though we knew what was the right answer.
But Schluss didn’t hesitate at all.
Ervin even felt fear from that unhesitating power of action.
Aside from achieving the goal, everything else was seen as if it were an object.
It was none other than fear that slapped the face.
The fear of being used like a thing and being thrown away when it becomes useless.
‘No matter how hard it is, it’s not a kiss…’
Erwin’s face grew red the more he chewed on the texture.
To think that he was going to enter the aristocratic society soon, but he was forced to kiss.
If this is the case, isn’t marriage with aristocratic women actually skipped?
Ervin feels a certain kind of madness and fear from Schluse who goes so far-
‘Is that how important I am?’
I had my doubts about what Schluss thought of me.
Anyone put that much value on something that would be thrown away after use?
Maybe Schluss wasn’t very rational.
For a moment, the thought crossed his mind that he might not be able to throw away anything that came into his hands and would try to protect it.
As she walked, thinking about this and that, Erwin arrived at her examination hall.
“What is this again…”
A huge hole in the wall.
She looked up at it, but Erwin froze.
***
The day after the battle magic final exam was messed up.
I was called to Professor Sergei’s lab.
“Schlus Heinkel. Come and sit down.”
“Yes, Professor.”
“Yes. I know there are many complaints about final exams.”
“Yes? What do you mean…”
I couldn’t hide my embarrassment.
I attacked Sergei with all my might and was defeated.
I wondered what the hell was there to complain about.
“Didn’t the chairman interfere at the end. If it wasn’t for that, you wouldn’t have gotten 0 points.”
“You could have avoided it even if you weren’t the president.”
“I could have avoided it. But I didn’t mean to avoid it.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“If you do everything you can against a student, of course you can’t get hit even one. So, to evaluate your skill, you need to look at it to some extent.”
“So you’re giving me a chance to retake the exam?”
“No. There’s no need to do that. You’ve already been confirmed as the head of combat magic in the first semester.”
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“·······?!”
That was nonsense.
Even though the meter shows 0, it is not possible to arbitrarily assign points.
Because that’s against fairness.
“hahahaha! You look like you’re asking how can you be the chief!”
“You are correct…”
“The reason is simple. After you, all the students have not even touched me and got a zero.”
“Yes? Why would you-“
“That’s because it goes against fairness. If I did my best to deal with you, wouldn’t it be fair to do the same for the rest of the students?”
“·······.”
I’m at a loss for words to stop.
No, if everyone is going to give 0 points, why the hell did they take the final exam?
I ended up only benefiting from the tree that received even a small score by rushing to first place.
“Congratulations on getting the top grade in the first semester following the first grade entrance. It’s good to leave.”
“Thank you, Professor.”
I said goodbye to Sergei and left the lab.
There was something strange about Erwin’s eyes as he opened the door on the way out, but she tried to ignore it and leave it behind.
Anyway, it seemed that he was very angry about taking his lips the other day.
Still, Erwin was in a position where he couldn’t get away from me, so she didn’t really care.
The problem was the eyes of the people around him, but that wasn’t a big problem either.
On the contrary, because of this incident, I was recognized as a spoiled brat in the aristocratic society, and I was able to get out of the marriage strife.
There was no need to get caught up in the middle of fighting families trying to make me son-in-law.
‘Once I won the top one.’
I was worried because I thought I had completely ruined the exam, but I was glad to hear good news.
One thing has become clear from this incident.
Sergey should never make up a test himself…
Every test that Sergei prepared ambitiously went against his intention, so I could only think that there was something wrong with his test-making ability.
This time, all but one person got the same score, so I said everything.
“Are you back, Mr. Heinkel?”
“Why is it all of a sudden?”
“Just. Are you surprised?”
“A little… Make some black tea.”
As soon as I returned to the mansion, I hurriedly untied my tie and headed for the training room.
The test wasn’t over yet.
Because Ludwig’s elemental magic test was left.
There is no guarantee that this final exam will be the same as the original, so I had to prepare as thoroughly as possible.
No, this time it was the same as the original, but it was a problem.
If it was the original version, the difficulty level of this test would be hopeless.
“Brother, I’ve brought tea.”
“Uh uh. Leave it aside.”
“Is it a hindrance if I talk to you now?”
“No. If you want to talk, do it now.”
I turned the book over and turned to Emilia.
Since there is a high possibility that you will forget what Emilia said after you concentrate, I decided to put it in now.
I took a hot cup and savored the black tea.
“Brother, do you like Assistant Professor Erwin?”
“Poo-Hup?! What?”
I ended up spraying the tea.
Emilia calmly took out her handkerchief and carefully wiped her mouth.
At the same time, the chilly expressionless expression was terrifying.
Should I say that the eyes look like they are looking at an animal, not a human?
“I heard rumors. My brother kissed his assistant in the plaza. Then he got slapped on the cheek… Did he confess and get dumped?”
“Something like that.”
“·······.”
I confessed and got dumped.
It was a pretty good scenario.
He decided to adopt that opinion as a canonical history.
“Then what are you two doing now?”
“What kind of relationship? It’s just between an undergraduate and a graduate student.”
“Lie. The two of you are very close. The two of you often go out to town without me. What are you two really doing? Tell me honestly.”
“·······.”
As Emilia slowly approached me, her upper body gradually tilted backwards.
Soon I passed backwards, and Emilia climbed on top of me, still glaring at me with a cold expression.
It was an obvious crisis.
It’s the same as whether Emilia’s beauty system works or not depends on my answer.
If I unilaterally revealed that I liked Erwin here, the Secret Service could have attempted to assassinate her, believing that Erwin was interfering with her spying plans.
I had to give a sensible answer.
“I have no feelings for the teaching assistant.”
“No feelings?”
“Uh. It’s a relationship where we only mix our bodies from time to time without emotion.”
“·······.”
Okay.
I think it was the perfect answer.
If this is the case, it will be hard to doubt any more.
“It’s real. Trust me.”
“Hmm…”
Emilia tucked her hair behind her ears and out of the way.
Did you pass?
However, his expression was still very cold, so it was difficult to read his emotions.
“Okay. Oppa’s taste… I like short hair.”
“What?”
The moment Emilia turned around, her crisis sensor activated.
I can’t just let Emilia go here.
After that, when I saw it again, I felt a sense of crisis that it would appear as a short cut.
“You’re not going to cut your hair, are you?”
“I didn’t say anything?”
“Isn’t that why you’re thinking about cutting your hair?”
“Why do you ask that? Why do you care about my hair?”
“Because you like long hair.”
“·······.”
Emilia’s footsteps stopped.
With her head hanging down, Emilia slowly approached me.
Toouk.
Emilia’s head hit my chest.
She unconsciously moved her hand to caress her hair, but Emilia only swatted it away at her.
She must have been in that state for about 5 seconds without being able to say anything.
Emilia inhaled and exhaled her breath, then she grabbed me by the collar and raised her head.
“Oppa. I’ll only say it once, so listen carefully. If I say it twice, I’ll die of embarrassment. So don’t ask me back like an ignorant bastard.”
“Yes…”
“I like you. It doesn’t mean that I respect you as a servant. I love you as a member of the opposite s*x. I don’t need to answer right away. I know your situation. I know you can’t take me as your first wife. If it’s good, the second or the third is okay, so answer me then. I’ll always be by my brother’s side.”
“·······.”
I was taken aback.
I didn’t expect to be attacked by a sudden confession.
Have you decided that the build-up so far has been enough?
The Secret Service seemed to have chosen today as the best time to capture me.
Above all, it was genius that he reduced my burden by saying that the second or third was good.
If a cute girl makes a confession like this, who would dare to say no?
“Emilia. I…”
“·······.”
I leaned my head over Emilia’s ear.
There was definitely a possibility of accepting a confession here.
Breaking my old rule of not dealing with minors.
But I didn’t want to do that.
I didn’t want to paint over even the most important thing in my relationship with Emilia, which was covered with lies from beginning to end.
Because I want to believe that at least one of Emilia’s feelings for me is sincere.
As much as Emilia, I didn’t want to dismiss it as a combination of typefaces.
I wanted to be treated as a person who communicates with me.
That’s how I decided on her answer to Emilia.
I mustered up the courage to part my lips slowly.
“I know everything. You’re an agent of the Secret Service.”
Now we have decided to put an end to this false relationship.