173 – Parade
Two days before the triathlon.
To prepare for the marching ceremony of the participating academies, all Transcendence Academy students exited the building and lined up in a row from the academy entrance, waiting for guests to come.
In the meantime, the academy has been quite busy to welcome the guests who visit every year. Lycan is also busy preparing for guests, so he has not been able to participate in training after school for the past few days.
Triathlon has been a topic of conversation wherever I’ve been to the academy over the past week.
In particular, interest is growing as rumors are circulating that many new attractions will be added to this test.
“Be patient, it will begin soon.”
An unknown professor spoke in a raised voice using magic. She doesn’t know that the first time she said that was 30 minutes ago.
The first graders, who were full of expectations and enthusiasm, gradually showed boredom and annoyance on their faces. The seniors looked resigned from the beginning, as if they had experienced it last year. Is the difference of one year this much?
The murmur intensifies. Some were yawning, others were talking to their friend next to them.
At the time someone said something strange about seeing something like a giant octopus leg in an outdoor stadium last night, I started hearing what sounded like drums from a distance.
An incomprehensible hum came from the end of the line, and the person in front turned his head to the side as if riding a wave and said something.
It wasn’t until it reached me that I knew what the buzz meant. This is a sign that the tedious wait is over. As if I was infected by the behavior of the person next to me, I turned my head to the side and spoke to Lakar, who was explaining the history of triathlon.
“They have arrived.”
My short words passed back and forth through Lakar. I heard the cheers of the seniors grumbling behind me. Maybe in a few years I’ll be part of that group.
Fabulously dressed professors quickly checked students and waved their canes as they passed. I adjusted the angle of the crooked ribbon or re-buttoned the school uniform that had been undone because it was inconvenient.
Professor Leora passed by and stopped her in her tracks. She spoke in a stern voice to Arya, who was scratching her ear and yawning across from me.
She must have said, “From her posture, her attitude is revealed.”
Arya closed her mouth and widened her eyes, quickly repositioning her. No matter how Aria is, her teacher must be scary.
Dung Dung- The sound of the distant drums got closer and closer. Cries of wah could be heard from the citizens watching outside the academy. Someone peeked out and was hit on the head with a cane by a passing professor.
Looking at the face of the person who pulls out his head like Zara again, it is a familiar face. It was Kane.
I can hear the sound, but I can’t see it, so the boredom doesn’t go away. Lakar said while relaxing his stiff body.
“I hear steak is served for lunch.”
I also answered with a yawn, but I couldn’t keep my mouth shut and looked at the march that was getting closer.
Perhaps for practicality, it was a gigantic reptile that led the students in highly active black design uniforms.
At first glance, it was a gigantic lizard with a sharp face, long teeth, and armor-like scales that made you mistaken for a dragon, but unfortunately, it had no wings.
A small watchtower was installed on the back of the unknown reptile. A girl in a fancy dress is vigorously swinging her arms to beat her drum.
“This is the Mujion Academy of the East!”
Someone was very excited and shouted that.
Wake up and clap hard as if you were practicing, and welcome the passing students of Mujion.
In order to repay our welcome, the Mujion students sprinkled flower petals that shimmered and faded in their arms. Aria, who was so excited to see it, could hear it screaming from the other side.
Perhaps they practiced the march hard, and the students of Mujion walking in sync with the sound of their left and right feet reminded me of the formal training I learned at the old training center. Left foot, left foot, left foot. I muttered to myself involuntarily.
With the advent of Mujion Academy, the atmosphere heated up. With cheers and the sound of moderate footsteps, Mujion students disappeared into the backyard of the academy where the mobile building was installed, where they would stay while the triathlon was in progress.
The girls at the entrance could hear the squealing.
“This is Elasium Academy!”
A senior whose name I don’t know said. If it’s Elasium, there’s a relationship they made during vacation. Professor Lotos in charge of ancient languages. He was more of a conversationalist than I thought.
Students wearing white and gold school uniforms with clean designs like formal wear appeared.
Unlike Mujion, unfortunately there are no reptiles.
The leading students held their staffs high and sprinkled golden powder. After that, while playing musical instruments and applauding the passing Elasium students, I found a faceless person among the marching students.
Thanks to the distinctive feature of her orange curly hair, I soon found a girl in the middle of the group.
My name is Eunice. He was a first-year participant at Elasium Academy who will appear in this triathlon story.
A commoner who failed to enter Transcendence Academy, but belatedly developed his talent and became the first year chief of Elasium.
I am not Roel’s heroine. Strictly speaking, it should be seen that it is closer to the villain who becomes black because of Roel.
It’s time to get used to it, but I was still amazed when I saw the characters in the novels I had imagined coming to life. It is for this reason that the first meeting with the character remains vividly in the memory.
Perhaps feeling my gaze, Eunice took one look at me and then turned her head forward again. From the beginning, I thought to check only the face. As for the conversation, having it in a triathlon would suffice.
The march of Elasium Academy has ended, but it seems that the last Arcadia Academy has not yet arrived. The heated atmosphere slowly began to cool.
When everyone started grumbling and cursing at the latecomer, a voice came from the front. The last guest Everyone started clapping loudly.
Giant golems wave their hands, and students in green school uniforms pass behind them, looking straight ahead like soldiers. It was a cold look like an academy in the north.
When all the marches were over, the professor’s order to disperse was heard. Everyone broke the order they had been keeping and ran to the restaurant.
I slipped to the side to avoid being swept away and waited for the members.
***
Thanks to the marching ceremony, there are no afternoon classes. Even tomorrow, thanks to the guests who came to the academy, there were no classes.
After a long time, all the members of the club gathered and decided to spend a lazy afternoon. While we were talking about triathlon over snacks and drinks, someone knocked on the door of the club room.
Smart–
The members who were eating snacks looked at me. All in all, I was the one closest to the door. Reluctantly, I got up and headed for the door. A visitor on a day like this doesn’t feel particularly welcome.
When I opened the door, I was even more unwelcome to see Bella’s beautiful golden eyes shining. She asked in a gruff voice.
“What is it?”
“I thought we should talk for a while. Give me some time.”
The last time I met Bella was at a Modist meeting. Could it be that you discovered my true identity? Whatever it was, I couldn’t talk to Bella in the presence of the members.
I closed the door of the club room and came out. It was a hallway on the second basement floor where no one passed by unless it had a purpose. There was no need to change the location of the conversation.
“Didn’t you say that you were destined together with the modest guild leader last time?”
I nodded to Bella, who rushed off with words without context. She said so Bella squinted her eyes and looked at her suspiciously.
“Are you sure? Are you sure that Modest’s guild leader won’t betray you?”
“I’m sure.”
I don’t know what you’re trying to say, but I can be sure that it’s a shared destiny. We need each other for each other’s goals.
Bella let out a pitiful sigh and lifted the corners of her mouth slightly. She kind of looks like she’s laughing at me.
What is it? I don’t think he came to me suspicious of me as a lily.
“Did you know that there was a Modeist meeting this time?”
“… I did listen.”
Bella gave a serpentine smile at my helpless reply.
“Have you ever heard anything about lilies from the guild leader?”
“To some extent… ?”
Bella didn’t know what she was trying to say, so she answered thoughtfully.
“Is there anything else that warns you to be careful of lilies?”
Does Estelle have any reason to warn me to be careful? I’ve heard the word arrogant pig, but I don’t think it answers Bella’s question.
Shaking her head stupidly, unable to keep up with the topic of conversation, Bella lets out a deep sigh.
“Haa, you idiot….”
Bella, who had muttered as if to hear her, twisted the corner of her mouth and spoke in a low voice.
“The lilies might be targeting you. The guild leader may have betrayed you already.”
I involuntarily swallowed at the sight of Bella saying that with her serious face.
What bullsh*t… ?