Academy’s Strongest Concession Stand Man

Chapter 10

Academy’s Strongest Concession Stand Man

Don’t steal bread. If you don’t want to get left behind.

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Chapter 10 – Magic Battle (2)

15 years ago, when I was a child who was summoned to another world without knowing anything, I fought hard for humanity.
Strictly speaking, the people here had nothing to do with the Earth and were not precious to me, but they picked off the devil’s head with their own hands with a sword.
At this point, it is safe to say that it was not about humanity as a word that is terribly avoided in certain areas, but rather about humanity in its true sense.

I am a store owner who has a slightly more universal love than most people.
However, I also cannot like everyone, and there were some people I disliked.

First of all, you fucking bastards who are trying to get even a little closer to the demons.
These guys are number one to be eradicated in my mind. It does not forgive even the slightest compromise. I don’t need to tell you how uncomfortable I felt when I was suspected by Liv. Professor Glatos is also watching closely from time to time.

Second, King Baor and his daughter.
The king who plunged the second act of my happy farming life into the abyss, and the princess who enters the Academy and occasionally glares at the counter before disappearing.
It’s not to the point where I go out in front and beat him up, but I’m ready to hit him in the back at any time.

Lastly, there is one student in front of me now——.

“Hmm, how are you, canteen owner?”

It is not the green cape that represents freshmen, nor the water-colored skirt that flows like water, representing second-year students.
Third year student about to graduate. A short wizard with an impressive red bow-tie and wearing the crown of Tejas, which symbolizes the element of fire, entered the store speaking like an old man in his fifties.

“Store owner. Is your greeting light, or is your head so stiff that it is difficult to bow? If it’s the latter, I’ll fix it myself with magic, so why don’t you leave the nape of my neck to me for a moment?”
“… “What business do you have, Viscount Ruhilen?”

Darling Tokarev de Ruhillen.

“We have come to seize the building because the rental fees and monthly rent you owe exceed the measured value of the site ten years ago.”
“I bought this land. “How many times have you shown me the documents you received from your deceased father?”
“I don’t know about that.”

She was the owner of the Farencia estate, the upper lord of Ruhillen, and the richest woman in Fenheim.

***

As I said before, ten years ago, Parencia was truly a gangster village among gangsters.
It was a typical remote area of ​​the kingdom of Penheim, where the streets were filled with the smell of cow dung, monsters occasionally came out of the western forest and attacked the village, and farmers formed a vigilante group.
Until I purchased the land, Viscount Ruhillen, who was the lord at the time, welcomed me with open arms, saying that he could store about ten more bags of potatoes in the granary of the castle.

But one day, a royal decree with the king’s seal arrived in Parencia, and the situation changed 180 degrees.
Promoting the construction project of the kingdom’s largest academy.
The villas, salons, spas, and horseback riding centers for nobles that came with it were separate.
A huge number of people flocked to Farencia, reminiscent of England during the Industrial Revolution, and Viscount Ruhillen instantly became a wealthy man.
In Parenzia, where transportation and commerce became so active that it was said to be the second capital of the Kingdom of Penheim, the upper class directly under the lord naturally amassed enormous wealth.
A low-ranking noble from the countryside literally achieved success by lightning.

“You should pack your bags and leave today. “I’ll give you one day’s reprieve.”
“Isn’t today just one day?”

Didn’t they say that human greed has no end? From Viscount Ruhillen’s perspective, he would have been coveting even the last remaining piece of land that was not yet owned by the royal family.
She has been constantly urging me to sell the land ever since I entered the academy, because just based on her estimate for the land, it must be worth a fortune.
Nevertheless, I stubbornly refused, and now they are trying to kick me out with the absurd reason that the past contract was invalid.

“Building a third floor on such a small site is against building codes.”
“Probably when it’s not for residential use. And isn’t that the Monarch standard? “Let’s take a look at the building code.”
“Now that I think about it, I didn’t pay the land acquisition tax properly last year.”
“I paid it regularly, and tax collection is the responsibility of the administrative officer in the royal capital. “You have wide feet.”
“When will you be able to vacate the store for a day? “I will call for a service, so please let me know in advance.”
“It never empties.”

Reject, reject, reject again. My attitude remained the same.
Rather, I was more curious about why Viscount Ruhilen was so obsessed with the canteen.
Because she needed money, her wealth was greater than that of anyone else on the continent.
All the accessories on her small body—earrings, rings, family emblems, and even the clothing decorations designated by school regulations—were all of high quality.

“Store owner.”

However, the way she treated me as if I was drinking some kind of liquor was strangely serious.

“You don’t really know the value of this land.”
“What value?”
“Don’t you understand that just building a small magic tower in the middle of the academy instead of this useless kiosk will have enormous benefits? That means you can cast a defensive spell on the entire university! “Now is not the time to play tricks!”

Indeed. Are you planning on winning such a business?
But what she knows and her cause and effect are reversed.
I did not occupy the land where the academy would be established, but the academy came to Parenzia because of me, although I don’t know why.
Even if I told you anyway, you wouldn’t believe me, but——

“Stop whining nonsense and get out.”
“How dare you touch me! “You can’t let go!!”

I put my hand in Darling’s armpit and moved it outside.
Although he said this, he didn’t actually cause any direct harm, so I was responding appropriately.
He had been living here since Parenzia was a small town, and was somewhat acquainted with Viscount Ruhilen.
Moreover, I feel sympathy for her as she lost her parents at the same time before entering the academy…

“I will never forgive you… “Kwaang!”

I treated it like a slap.

“Joy! Done! “The land will soon fall into my hands anyway.”

However, strange words came out of Darling’s mouth while he was fussing.

“What do you mean?”
“Under! Your insight is as narrow as your thoughts! “Did you forget that there will be a magic competition with new students in a little while?”

As she pretends, she stretches out her fingers and chatters loudly.
Magic battle? What does that have to do with the concession stand?

“There is a long tradition of the descendants of families who performed the most outstandingly in competitions receiving some of the rights to the academy from generation to generation. Last year, we coordinated the personnel of the security guard and laid a new brick road on the site.”

Come to think of it, it seems like road construction was in full swing in the winter. I also remember Mark complaining about having to train the new security guards.
Although the canteen is not a royal property, it is one of the auxiliary facilities of Parenzia Academy, so it is bound to be affected by the school rules.
But–

“Canteens have probably never been one of those targets before.”

In the end, it is the academy’s chairman who makes the final decision on everything. And she was never a great person who would go against my wishes no matter what.

“The chairman is on vacation now.”
“What?”
“All authority has been delegated to the student council. Do you understand now?”
“But isn’t the Viscount a senior? “He won’t be able to participate in the competition.”
“I’ve already concluded a deal with Cloud’s author. “Do you know that you are the only person in this academy who has knowledge?”

Since she has a lot of money, she must have given a lot of her money to the student council.
I regretted not giving Darling one more punch, who was grinning with pride.

“It’s a shame. “If Ansen had played, she could have won more easily.”
“Ansen?”
“Well, it doesn’t matter. In any case, victory was decided from the moment the Rocheard family’s childish member was included in the personnel selection. Then, the store owner.”

She held out the back of her silk-gloved hand to me and gave me a firm smile.
It was an elegant move that only socialite debutantes would make, but with a height that only reached the chest, it was not enough to sway men’s hearts.

“If you become unemployed, I will let you work to serve me. “If you want to get your key money back, now is your only chance.”

This was exactly how Xerxes felt after being struck by Leonidas.
How dare you try to take me down from my omnipotent position as a building owner. Now that this has happened, I can’t help but fight back.

“Fuck you.”

I raised my middle finger and showed it to Darling just as gracefully.

“Because my house will never be taken away.”

***

“This is the student council room. “The princess will be using this place starting in May, so you can take a look around comfortably.”
“The election hasn’t even started.”
“Isn’t it a given anyway, haha?”

Ergé Bet was being shown around Akasha Pavilion by the student council president, who is scheduled to graduate this year.
Entering her student council room, she looked at the numerous documents placed on her work desk.
All documents related to the Academy’s interests.
Originally, part of the management rights of Parenzia Academy, which was the property of the royal family, was entrusted to the student council.

She said that if she becomes the student council president, she will be able to coordinate things a little more transparently because the direct lineage of the royal family will hold it in their hands.
In fact, as she briefly looked at her documents, the corners of her eyes narrowed slightly.
There were traces of an attempt to gain some personal benefit.

‘So, the current student council president was the son of the Minister of Finance?’

She thought for a moment about the blonde young man in front of her, but then she shook her head.
As I said earlier, Erzsebet is not yet a member of the student council.
She hadn’t even laid a solid foundation yet at the Academy, so it wasn’t proper politics for her to wander around here and there.

“Thanks for the guidance, Carter.”
“It is an honour. Then, let’s eat slowly afterwards…”
“Oh, that’s…”

Smart.

At that time, a knock was heard outside.
Before Erzébet had time to reply, the door opened immediately.

“Excuse me. “I came because I had something to say.”
“… Louis?”

The person who came to the student council room was the store owner.
He came with a very irritated expression and brought up an urgent business.

“Please revoke the interest in the concession stand offered as a prize for this anti-magic war.”
“Yes?”
“Didn’t I tell you this last time? That’s my house.”

Erzébet turned her head and looked at the student council president.
He was clearing his throat and breaking into a cold sweat.
Ergé Bett sensed that she had gotten into trouble.
Just looking at it, it seemed like the student council had touched a sensitive area.

Should I cut my tail here and pretend not to notice?
But is it the right choice to take the side of the canteen owner in front of the son of the Minister of Finance and the current student council president?
She was troubled.

My father’s advice, and the words written in the school rules that no one sees.
There is definitely something in the concession stand.
I felt like if I left here, I would never be able to reach the truth.

“Louis–.”

So she opened her mouth.
Just this once, she decided to turn a blind eye to her father’s advice.

“… Ha. “I heard this happens once in a while.”

The stall owner let out a deep sigh of her own after hearing Erzhebet’s answer.

“You will regret it.”

She then looked at the student council president who was standing next to her, left without saying a word.

Academy’s Strongest Concession Stand Man

Don’t steal bread. If you don’t want to get left behind.

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