145 – [Side Story] Student from the Eastern Continent – 04
Western Continent, Belnoa Academy of the Ardia Empire.
There were two eyes quietly climbing the ornamental trees planted around the building and looking inside the window.
None other than Lilu Armada, who followed Sir Wenthos as his personal attendant.
Originally, there are no cases where a dedicated attendant who follows the owner comes into the academy’s main building.
Wait quietly near the main building, or wait in a separate area prepared in the dormitory where the owner is staying.
To that extent, it could be said to show off the fact that the security inside the main academy building was thorough.
But Sir Wentoth is no ordinary academy student.
She is a new generation world tree and an important person who came to restore the environment of this western continent.
In order to protect her thoroughly, Lilu Arma was secretly following behind her and escorting her.
For her, an elf who has lived in the forest for a long time, this level of hiding is not a big deal.
Sirwentos, seen through her window, was talking to a red-haired girl walking next to her with a smiling face.
From what Rilu heard, the emperor of the Ardian Empire entrusted the care of the crown prince and his fiancée to ensure her the best treatment.
Probably, judging from his words and actions, that girl is his fiancee.
There was no prince who had agreed to come with us, but honestly, from Lilu’s perspective, it didn’t really matter.
The only thing that mattered was World Tree Sir’s happy smile.
“All facilities in charge of various administrations of the academy, including the faculty office, are located on the second floor.”
Martina was dealing with Sirwentos, who had come as her short-term student, and guiding her to her teacher’s office.
It hasn’t been long since the new students arrived, but even so, she is strictly an international student and transfer student.
As her transfer student, there must be formalities and procedures that must be followed.
It was a story Martina had only recently heard, but it seemed like once she went through a simple process in the staff room and received approval from the academy director, who could be considered the head of the academy, that was it.
“Thank you for coming a long way. Belnoa Academy welcomes you!”
When she opened the door to her office, a person Martina had never expected was waiting for her.
Belnoir Academy principal, Georges Glamton.
As far as Martina knows, the person whose gray hair has already grown is a former marquis who received several medals from the imperial family. Although he is not overtly arrogant due to his position as the head of the Academy, he is secretly concerned about those below him. The image of being looked down on was strong.
That person bowed his head politely and expressed his welcome.
“My name is Georges, and I am the head of Belnoir Academy. I have heard from His Majesty the Emperor. If you will go through the simple procedures here, I will take care of it.”
As expected, the cause was the emperor.
In the Ardian Empire, one of the great virtues of nobles is loyalty to the imperial family.
And if you think about it, the emperor ‘asked’ him, through his father, the duke, to treat the foreign students with utmost hospitality.
In that case, of course some kind of communication would have been sent to the academy director, so the emperor’s ‘favor’ must have been absolute for the academy director, who had a strong sense of pride as an imperial aristocrat.
This is a greeting that the royal family would even welcome.
When I met her in person, she was definitely something unusual… She gave off an almost divine aura, but Martina felt like there was something more to her.
“I am so sad that the academy director deliberately welcomed me like this.”
“hahahaha… It’s a natural skill for a noble to welcome precious guests who have come a long way, but…”
The academy director trailed off and looked around.
Then, he looked at Martina asking what was going on.
Martina was able to immediately understand the meaning of that gaze.
If you had heard the story from His Majesty the Emperor, you would have also known that Crown Prince Joshua and Martina were originally the two people to guide international students.
But since Prince Joshua was not there, the academy director must have been very embarrassed.
Martina shook her head with a troubled expression.
The academy director seemed to have roughly understood what she was seeing, nodded her head, and returned to her smiling face.
“Now, just come over here and fill out a simple document.”
After document registration was completed, a simple test was conducted to assign classes.
Even if you are a valuable international student, it is inevitable that you will be divided into classes based on your abilities.
This was something that both the emperor and the Count Wentos, who were studying abroad, agreed to.
While serving as a guide, Martina, who was observing the test, saw Sir Wentos solving the problems.
Although she appeared to be worried at times, she was able to solve problems smoothly without getting too stuck.
The result was a perfect score on the written test.
It was a score that surpassed that of Prince Joshua, who entered the school as a freshman.
When Martina saw her test results, she almost applauded without even realizing it.
Next is the practical skills.
For the practical test, you can take the field of martial arts or magic that you are most confident in.
In fact, the Crown Prince took the martial arts exam, and Martina took the magic exam last year.
Both are simple tests where you just have to destroy the target with the abilities you are confident in.
The category that Sir Wenthos chose was the magic category, and it was Martina who he felt strangely friendly with.
“Stretch out!!”
A spell is a combination of sentences and words that easily express a magical image.
Therefore, even if the magic is the same, it is common for the spells to be different between wizards.
Sir Wentoth’s spell was a bit simple as a spell, but its power was unparalleled.
Kwazijic!!
Vines sprouted from the floor and skewered the target.
It is powerful enough to completely penetrate a target that can withstand most types of magic.
It is a low-level magic called ‘Vine Spear’, but it is not that powerful.
Of course, it is possible to increase the power of low-level magic.
However, since low-level magic has very simplified techniques and materialization formulas, it requires quite advanced research to increase its power.
Martina caught the eye of Professor Myriel, a professor of magic, with her eyes sparkling.
Sir Wentoth appealed more to those with an understanding of magic by improving the techniques of low-level magic rather than blindly using high-level magic.
Of course, Sir Wenthos entered Class A, the highest class.
This is the class that Martina was in last year, and the class that Crown Prince Joshua is currently in as well.
Her academy director took her documents and returned to her academy director’s office, and while her professor was preparing her, Martina decided to escort her to her classroom.
Since Martina had been there last year, I knew her location, and it was Martina’s job to guide her in the first place.
However, when she thought of the crown prince, her head started to hurt.
Crown Prince Joshua, who is one year younger than her.
She is Martina, who has been leading him since she was young, as she is one year older than him, but recently it was difficult for her to say that the crown prince’s behavior was good.
Not only did she run away from her tutor, but she also secretly behaved in places where the emperor could not see.
She became angry when she encountered Martina, who had guided her devotedly, recently… She even ignored the emperor’s instructions for studying abroad and went out.
She wanted to think it was because she was going through puberty, but it was still very severe.
“Oh, isn’t it over there?”
Martina, who had come to her senses after hearing Sir’s words, looked in front of her and saw a classroom with a sign with a large letter A in gold made of luxurious wood.
After Martina asked her to wait a moment, she peeked into the classroom.
Unfortunately or fortunately, Prince Joshua was nowhere to be seen.
I thought that the fact that even the close candidates who followed him did not appear as a group was showing that they were making jokes and being late.
She felt like sighing, but held it back with her superhuman patience.
She did not want to show her weak side to her underclassman and international student who would become her junior.
“The professor is coming. I will go in with him.”
Originally, I would have ended the guidance here and left it to the professor in charge.
But Martina had a bad feeling that she was not good, so she decided to accompany him.
Well, if things continue like this, she will be late, but she has already received permission from the homeroom professor of Advanced Class A.
The professor in charge of lower class A is Professor Lesalca Albain.
Although she is in her 5th year as a professor and has not yet become a new professor, she has already shown several successful achievements as a professor and has published several papers.
That’s why she was given the honorable position of being in charge of Class A and the crown prince’s professor this year.
…Well, it was difficult to know whether this was good or bad due to the prince’s usual behavior.
Professor R’Salka smiled and said to Sir.
“This is Le Salca, the professor in charge. Her subject is practical magic.”
“Please take care of me in the future, Professor Lesalka.”
After greeting her, Professor Le Salca took Sir into her classroom, and Martina followed quietly behind him.
The children who were noisy in the classroom become quiet as soon as the professor enters.
Everyone’s eyes turn to Professor R’Salka and then to Sir Wentoth.
Some of her eyes were turned towards Martina, as if she recognized her.
“Well, everyone. Not everyone is here.”
Professor Lesalka corrected his remarks midway, as if confirming that the crown prince and his followers were not present.
The fact that she didn’t look too upset even as she sighed gave her a rough idea of how often the crown prince’s gang was away.
“…Well, let’s just proceed like this. This side is more important than that.”
This attitude of ignoring the crown prince and continuing even though he is not there.
In fact, Professor Lesalka also tried to persuade the crown prince and respect him in the beginning, but eventually gave up.
And that was less than two months after the crown prince entered school.
I thought the crown prince might protest, but he actually preferred it when the professor didn’t pay attention to him.
“It’s early, but I’d like to introduce a transfer student. He’s an international student from far away on the Eastern Continent, so please welcome him with applause.”
“I am Sir Wentoth, who came from the Kingdom of Palaginia to study abroad. It may be a short time, but please take care of me.”
As Sir bowed his head and finished his self-introduction and greeting, the sound of applause filled the classroom.
After that, voices murmured.
Martina checked the atmosphere in the classroom.
Eyes filled with curiosity or deep interest are generally welcomed.
Martina was worried that Sir would be received favorably by her classmates because the transfer student who had just transferred in was like that, but it seems she was unfounded.
Martina breathes a sigh of relief.
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But her relief ended there.
“What is this?”
A blonde boy violently opened the classroom door and entered the classroom.
After seeing that face, Martina let out a sigh not of relief but of genuine concern.
Behind the blond boy, there were people who could not help but want to hear the word ‘takkari’ just by looking at them: a tall blue-haired boy, a brown-haired boy with sharp eyes, and a gray-haired boy wearing glasses and his hair slicked back.
And the ‘former transfer student’ right next to him.
“You’ve been making noise since morning. Hmm? Martina, why are you here?”
“His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.”
Martina looked at the boy standing in front of her classroom with her tired eyes.