Chapter 239

Chapter 239

[Translator – Clara]

[Proofreader – Lucky]

Chapter 239 National University League (4)

Vikir, signaling lightly to the triplets of Baskerville with a nod, exited the room.

Thud-

As Vikir left the room and closed the door, a lively commotion echoed from inside.

“Ahhhhhh...!”

Screams were interrupted unnaturally, indicating that the hunting dogs had properly understood the meaning conveyed by their owner’s gesture.

The troublesome Granola must have been calmed down by now, and group activities would likely proceed without any issues.

Vikir left the room and walked towards the corridor connecting the compartments of the train, near the passage leading to the snack bar and cafe where passengers from other compartments were wandering.

At that moment, Vikir suddenly locked eyes with a small girl.

The girl, eyes sparkling, was fixated on a cake displayed behind the glass.

Vikir bought a bottle of water and decided to purchase the cake as well. The amount of money in his pocket happened to be just right.

“I mistakenly bought it. If it’s okay with you, go ahead and eat.”

Bending down to match the girl’s eye level, Vikir handed over the packaged cake. The girl smiled brightly in gratitude.

“Thank you, oppa!”

As the girl received the cake, she gave Vikir an unexpected peck on the cheek. Of course, with the reflexes of a swordmaster, Vikir could have avoided it, but...

“...”

Upon hearing the word ‘oppa,’ something subtly changed in his mood, so he didn’t avoid the lips that approached his cheek.

“...Not oppa, but mister.”

Straightening his posture, Vikir looked a little distant, remembering the face of a little girl from the orphanage.

The face of a girl from his memories floated like a wispy cloud outside the window and soon disappeared.

At that moment,

“... Mister? Certainly, you’re not at an age to be called by such a title.”

A low voice sank in from behind.

Vikir turned his head to find Dolores standing there.

Strict, dignified, with a serious expression—the student council president, Dolores. However, in her hands were eggs and soda.

“...”

“Ahem.”

Sensing Vikir’s piercing gaze, Dolores discreetly hid the eggs and soda behind her back.

“There are participants from Temisquira Women’s College in the compartment behind. Try to avoid contact before the competition. They might pick a fight, you never know.”

“Understood.”

“...”

As Vikir nodded, Dolores hesitated, as if there was something more to say.

Then, from the opposite aisle, a familiar face appeared. It was Professor Banshee Morg.

“Hey, student council president. Professor Sadi is not in the chaperone position. Have you seen her?”

“I saw her near the compartment with the participants from Varangian.

“Nothing straightforward from that incompetent bufoon. Why does the principal keep appointing such individuals as professors?”

Clearly infuriated, Professor Banshee openly criticized his colleague in front of the students.

Eventually, Professor Banshee left to search for Professor Sadi. He took Dolores, who seemed to want to continue the conversation with Vikir, forcibly along with him.

“Wait, just a moment! Then, take one more person with you...!”

Dolores spoke to Professor Banshee before leaving the compartment.

The girl who collided with Sinclaire casually toyed with the shawl on her shoulder, as if implying Sinclaire’s poor clothes damaged her expensive ones.

It was quite expensive-looking shawl, even at a glance.

“Hey, you may not know because you’re a commoner. Just the laundry fee for this shawl could cover three semesters of your school tuition. It’s a limited edition, you know? Limited edition!”

The one who was openly berating Sinclaire was Merelini Lovegood, the senior and student council president of Temisquira Women’s College. The Lovegood family was a wealthy and influential household, affiliated with the powerful Bourgeois Clan. Their influence was significant among the noble families.

Merelini Lovegood, being part of that family, was a proud and ambitious student. Perhaps due to her pride or for some other reason, she openly picked a fight with Sinclaire upon meeting her here.

‘How dare this commoner reject our academy...’

Moreover, she was the top student in all 3 academies... Mage Tower, Temisquira Women’s College, and even Colosseo causing other students jealousy.

In reality, during the entrance exams for Temisquira Women’s College, Lovegood also took the entrance exam for Colosseo Academy but failed to secure the top position. This fact made her feel even more uncomfortable.

So, when she encountered Sinclaire today, she took the opportunity to pick a fight.

However...

“Oh, that shawl? I know its market value. Although it’s a limited edition, it’s been a while, and its depreciation is high, so the second-hand price is set very low. It might not be as valuable as you think.”

Sinclaire spoke in a cheerful tone.

Upon hearing this, Lovegood lost her temper.

“Are you making fun of me?! For your information, even second-hand, there are cases where a premium is added! This is an item that a famous singer wore! The actress G-Pistol wore it in reality! Don’t you know about the celebrity premium?!”

“Well, for a celebrity of that caliber, even if it’s labeled as second-hand and has a premium attached, the original brand value should be quite known, right?”

Sinclaire’s response was unexpectedly cold and sharp. The usually cheerful and smiling Sinclaire now had a dry and chilly demeanor.

A vein bulged on Lovegood’s forehead.

“But this little brat has been disrespecting me since earlier!”

“Aunty, I don’t have to be respectful to you, do I?”

“A-Aunty?”

“You’re quite bold. Is it in Temisquira’s values to harass a new student from another academy, especially one who enrolled this year?”

“Wow! This is...!”

“If Temisquira’s values are like this, well, there’s nothing more to say.”

Sinclaire murmured quietly.

“...I did well not to go to that academy.”

It was the final blow.

Following that, Lovegood and the other Temisquira female students began to surround Sinclaire with hostile expressions.

“Hey, you!”

Lovegood trembled as she pulled out a large wand from behind.

A sturdy iron baton with a star-shaped tip emitted a sparkling pink magical light.

It seemed like Lovegood was preparing some kind of magic.

Sinclaire also widened her eyes and seemed ready to face Lovegood’s attack.

Then...

...Snap!

Someone quickly dispersed the mana emitted from Lovegood’s wand.

“Enough.”

Gradually, a large shadow descended in front of Sinclaire.

Even Lovegood, with her wand at the ready, stepped back in surprise when she encountered the man who appeared in front of her.

Vikir.

He stood between Sinclaire and Lovegood.

[Translator – Clara]

[Proofreader – Lucky]