Chapter 91 – 53-3 Their Reaction.

“Now what?”
“I don’t know.”

When asked by Welton, who followed, Allen let out a sigh of relief.

“Wellton.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know if I did a good job. Now that I’ve calmed down a bit, I don’t think I’ve stepped in and made things bigger.”

Allen, sighing again, asks Welton while looking at her land.

“…In my opinion, it was something that would happen someday. Frankly, Allen knows that Christine’s training method is so intense that even most knights stick out their tongues.”
“…That’s right. The training intensity is considerable.”
“Compared to that, the sons of nobles. Except for us and a few, they can’t keep up with Christine’s training. Most of the academy students do not participate in Dalian or drop out of training every time they take classes.”

Intensive training method.

Of course, Christine was teaching her students, in a good way, but her students took it differently.

A training method that has never been experienced before.

As Wellton said, it is true that the students were dissatisfied with Christine because even the most prominent knights would stick out their tongues.

Christine’s words that accumulated dissatisfaction gathered and fought hand-to-hand combat were the trigger, and this kind of madness happened.

“And aside from the high intensity of training. There are a lot of people who bet on their origins. Also, I am dissatisfied that Christine, a commoner, received a title for her contributions in the war…”
“Crazy bastards. There are a lot of kids with dog-like thoughts like that, right? It’s fun.”

Allen, who listened to Welton’s opinion as he sighed deeply, snorted and laughed at her.

“In a way, it’s a skill, a skill, to look down on and look down on a hero who made fools feel warm and not starve in that way.”
“Is there no need to worry?”
“What?”
“Christine, a noblewoman from a commoner, will continue to be ignored by a group of students. However, since he is a class-sensitive aristocrat, I wouldn’t be hasty to say anything disrespectful to Christine while you and I are at the academy.”

That’s right.

Welton, the third son of the Duke of Arsna, who is trusted by the king.

Allen, the second son of the Marquis of Mestia, who is said to be the brain of the continent that studies all disciplines.

Class is also class, but the achievements they made are truly amazing, and they were a family with powerful statements that did not care about class, so that no one would make fun of the mouth.

“Okay. I’ve even given this level of warning, but if there’s someone ignoring it, it’s worth watching. Let’s go back.”
“I get it.”

****

“Allen Mestia. Come to the teacher after class.”
“Yes.”

Christine gives off a cold voice that does not suit Allen at all.

“The teacher will clean up today, so everyone go!”

A number of school lunches greeted each other with a stunned voice and hurriedly left their seats.

“You don’t have to wait. So go first, Wellton.”
“I get it. Then let’s go first.”

When the footsteps of the cluttered school lunches gradually fade away and can’t be heard before long.

Christine moves her steps to sit under a tree quite far from the arena.

“Come over here and sit down.”
“Yes.”

Sitting under the shade, the two enjoy a moment of tranquility as they entrust their bodies to the wind blowing far away.

“…Sorry. You go out on your own in the middle of class.”
“Uh? What’s wrong with the focus?”
“Actually, I know what Christine is trying to say. But like I said at the beginning. If I admit my mistake, then I will go and apologize. This will not change until right before I die.”
“Thank you for insisting… But being angry instead, Allen.”
“I thought you would preach, but I was surprised. To say thank you.”

It was unexpected.

I never expected to be greeted with a thank you.

“This is for you, Allen. Actually, this happened often. Even if you are an aristocrat from a commoner, even if you became a hero by participating in countless wars for the country, I know very well that people still do not care.”

As there is light, there is shadow.

If there are people who like Christine, there are people who hate her.

A typical example was a number of nobles who thought they were the best.

“Even though I belonged to the Knights, sometimes I felt like I didn’t belong. That’s why I’m sorry to those who believe in me, but I left the Knights and entered the academy.”

Christine speaks calmly with a nonchalant expression.

Christine explained to Allen slowly as she entered the academy.

“At first, I just wandered around the continent for a few years before I left the Knights and entered the academy.”

With her face soaked in memories of her, Christine looked at Allen and recounted the joy of her journey away from her knights to her own.

A story about helping someone.

A story about killing seawater or monsters that damage the village.

It was mostly about helping a lot of people, but it wasn’t boring.

‘It’s nice. Stupidly so nice It’s a story that helped everyone.’

“I met a lot of people. I met not only people, but also demihumans. Also, I was mesmerized by the sight of a large red dragon flying through the sky.”

Allen, who listened comfortably to her story, saw Christine’s eyes twinkle in surprise at the word red dragon.

“Yeah, that’s right. Red Dragon… I want to meet you…”
“Yes? People say it’s scary, but when I’m in the big shadow that blocks the sun, I feel like the worries I’ve felt are like dust, like they’re being blown away by the wind.”

Christine, looking up at the blue sky indifferently, misses the sight of the red dragon Close Cero gliding as she just said, and quietly reaches out and moves her fingers as if to catch the sky.

However, her hands that could not reach the sky, her hands that seemed to have let go of her last rope of salvation, slowly went down, and she hugged her knees, leaned her head slightly, and looked at Allen.

“Can we meet someday?”
“Well?”
“At times like this, aren’t you saying ‘we can meet’ even if it’s a lie?”
“No way. I don’t like white lies very much.”
“That’s too much. You were a cold-blooded person.”
“Will you be cool?”

With a light joke, she burst into laughter.

“As for Allen, she’s oddly grown-up, unlike the other kids.”
“He’s the second son of a scholar family, so he’s more mature than the other kids.”
“Isn’t that radical for saying that?”
“It was only natural that I cursed at Miss Christine.”

Christine stared blankly at Allen’s calm tone of voice, and she hurriedly lowered her head to her murpak, perhaps not wanting to see her slowly heating up face.

“Yeah, that’s right. Wow, what a nice boy I will be very popular later…!”
“Even now, there seem to be a mountain of kids who say they like me.”
“Yeah, that’s right…”

Still buried in his lap, Christine couldn’t lift his head easily.

‘Let’s calm down… Calm down…! Allen is a disciple. Disciple… Disciple…!’

Even if I calmed down in my heart, the burning heat did not calm down easily.

Christine is alone and worried that she might not hear her pounding heart.

“I will organize the rest. Miss Christine goes in first.”
“I-I’ll clean it up, Allen, get ready for the next class…!”
“I don’t like it. I’ll sort it out. As punishment for skipping class earlier.”
“Yeah, okay. Then the teacher will go first… Wed, good job…!”

Christine, who runs like a shot with the words to work hard, disappears far away.

“Cute.”

As Christine watched her disappearance for a while in her direction, Allen laughed quietly and got up to remove her chest from her ring.

“What? Are you here to help?”

Arriving at her arena, a girl with her bluish-white hair was carrying her box containing her dagger.

“…Why did you do that?”
“Uh? What? What have I done?”
“What we did in class. Did you forget soon?”
“Ah, that. But am I under any obligation to tell you that?”
“It’s fine if you don’t want to talk. Move the box.”

With a cool voice, Vivian’s rear view carrying a box with daggers and walking proudly to the warehouse.

“I don’t know why you act like that.”

Vivien’s unstoppable behavior forced Allen to roll her head hard, but nothing came to her mind.

“I don’t know. Let’s think about it after moving it.”

****

‘Mirai. Are you not going out today?’
“Oh, my stomach, my stomach hurts today…”

A dark dormitory.

In response to Le Canet’s question, Mirai said that her stomach hurt, and put her hand on her to show her false pain.

‘Your stomach hurts the day before yesterday, your stomach hurts yesterday, and your stomach hurts today too?’
“Uh? Uh, ugh… My stomach, my stomach hurts so much… Ugh…”

Lying on her bed in pain, clutching her stomach and hearing clumsy cries of pain, Le Canet looked at Mirai.

‘Wouldn’t it be better to leave the academy in this situation?’
“That, that’s…! Shi, I don’t like…”
‘Look at this. Is it a lie to say that your stomach hurts?’
“Oh no…! Now, the pain stops for a moment… Ah… My stomach, my stomach hurts…”

Thinking that she couldn’t stay like this forever and that she couldn’t leave Mirai alone, Le Canet decided to write her lecture.

For several days, she could no longer see Mirai, who did not leave the dormitory, let alone the classroom.

‘Was it Allen? Did she go to class today?’
“Uh!? Me, really? Oh, did Allen go to school?”
‘When did you see me lie? But it’s gotten really big.’
“Muh, what are you talking about Lecane? Did you grow up?”

Mirai, trembling with her fear, looked at Le Canet with her eyes twinkling.

‘I was wondering why you didn’t come out last week, but it came out this week? That too…’
“That, too…?”
‘Secret.’
“Chi, shameful…! Where is the secret between Lecane and me…! Papa, tell me quickly…!”

Mirai, who hit the pillow in her dainty fists, slightly raised her eyes and glared at Le Canet.

‘No. Until Mirai leaves, she won’t let you know until she sees it with her own eyes.’
“Then it’s not a secret…”
‘Mirai. Didn’t you come to the academy on your own even though I strongly opposed it? So be brave.’
“Can I really go out…? Can I muster up the courage to enter the classroom…?”
‘Then. The academy teachers come every day because they want to see Mirai. So it’s okay very slightly Get out of her bed, comb her messy hair, put on a neat school uniform, and open her door. And what are you afraid of? I have too. Isn’t that bastard also there?’
“Ah, okay… Oh, it’s late today… My, I’ll go to school tomorrow…”
‘Is it a must?’
“Yes! Kko, I will definitely do it!”

It was Le Canet who had been making nasty noises for Mirai to go to school, but when she mentioned Allen’s name for the first time today, she felt sorry and angry at how she showed her strength.

I don’t know if I should really be happy or angry when I see Mirai cheering up even after I tried to convince her to die.

Le Cane’s complex emotions intersect.

Le Cane, who just doesn’t know how to accept this fact, just sighs without Mirai knowing.

“Le, Le Cane…”
‘Huh? Why mirai? Hopefully again…’
“Thank you for not leaving my cursed side and always protecting me. Lol…”

Innocent laughter. However…

Sick.

I don’t have a heart, but if I had a heart, I’m sure my heart would explode because I couldn’t overcome the guilt.

The bright girl’s smile is so beautiful that if I had two eyes, I would cut them out myself with a red-hot blade.

‘Mirai. I will always live for you, and until I die I will keep everything that threatens you from approaching. So you don’t have to thank me, Mirai.’
“Oh no…! Le Cane is always a friend to me, now, forever and ever…!”

I’m cowardly.

I took all of Mirai’s life in order to live a girl who knew nothing.

No, in fact, isn’t my evil mouth saying that, wanting to hear that word, friend, thank you?

Scary.

I want to get rid of the weak heart that makes me rationalize that it’s okay and that you’re not bad, as the evil heart tangles me from my toes to my head and clings to my ears sadly.

However, the more you shake it off, the more survival that penetrates your mind gets in the way.

‘I… Will always live for you. So you don’t have to say thank you, Mirai.’

I’m still cowardly

The more you fall, the more you fall. The desire to live more shakes my resolve.

I am so cowardly.