Chapter 17

Joint Combat Practice (4) (Revised)

Princess Fenia, who suddenly rushed out of the duel group and ran toward the exit, was followed by the guard captain, Claire, with difficulty.

The princess, who was so frustrated and in pain, only calmed down when she saw Claire, the leader of her guard, coming.

No matter how angry you are, your status is your status. I guess I couldn’t show such undignified behavior in front of the guard captain.

“I can’t give up like this.”

However, as if he was not completely angry, he approached with a grumpy face.

“Is there something about you? I’m sure you’re carrying something, or you’re hiding something... I’m not sure why you’re not saying anything and acting so forcefully, but I can tell. I don’t feel any malice or dark intentions, but...”

“I think you’re overestimating me. Princess...”

“...Listen carefully. I can’t say anything right now because I don’t have any evidence, but...”

The princess’s brilliant golden eyes looked straight at me.

The more I think about it, the more Princess Fenia is a person of interest just as much as Lucy Mayril.

Above all, the princess’s unique insight makes it difficult to deal with her appropriately.

As if she had caught my desperation while shouting at Taily in that brief moment, the princess’s sharp sixth sense did not allow even a moment’s carelessness.

In ‘Sylvania’s Failed Sword Saint’, Princess Fenia’s insight was simply implemented as the ability to know the opponent’s next action in advance during battle or to peek into some of the opponent’s stats.

Other than that, it was just treated as a setting for the scenario.

However, once it becomes reality and I encounter that ability, having to deal with her keen insight even in my daily life is very annoying and takes a lot of mental energy.

As expected, it is best to keep as much distance from Princess Fenia as possible.

This won’t happen anyway since he’s the main character in the scenario, but really, don’t be friends with him at all. I feel like that conclusion has more strength.

“...Once I have something outlined, I will definitely get an answer.”

...Of course, I’m not sure if I can distance myself that easily. It will depend on my efforts.

After speaking up to that point, Princess Fenia sighed deeply. It seemed like he realized how funny and absurd the current situation was.

I put my arms around my waist and sighed, and only then did I regain my original tension.

“Anyway... I’m sorry for yelling at you and showing you such rude behavior.”

The princess, who was ruminating on her obscene behavior while wiping her face with one hand, seemed to realize that she had done something very bad.

Even though she was so angry to the end, she ended up offering an apology, which was typical of Princess Fenia.

To begin with, the current situation was unusual as the opponent was Ed Rosstaylor, and Princess Fenia herself rarely got irritated or angry at others. The reason for this is also very complex and subtle.

The gap in status between the princess of a country and a student is enormous. Even the slightest irritation or nervousness shown by the princess could become a catastrophe that could change the world from the other person’s perspective.

I know episodes from the princess’s childhood. It would be a bit long to talk about it in detail.

However, the reason for having such an unnaturally altruistic and considerate personality was somewhat understandable.

A maid with whom I was close was whipped in the imperial garden after pointing out a slight stain on a teacup.

The fact that stains remained on the dishes of the royal family, who must always be aware of the risk of poisoning, and reached the tea table was clear evidence of disloyalty in such an important duty of verification.

Where is that?

On days when someone falls and gets hurt while playing in the garden, the name of the escort driver changes.

When he was tired or had a minor illness, the royal doctor’s complexion turned pale, and on the day when he broke his shoe heel at an imperial banquet, the imperial tailor personally came to his room, pressed his entire body to the floor, and apologized in tears.

For Fenia, who was born with an elegant personality, everything is pressure and restraint.

Not even the slightest stumble is allowed on the noble monarch’s path. You must accept that your mistake will be an irreversible disaster for someone else.

Even Princess Fenia herself couldn’t predict what kind of disaster would come if she directly got angry at someone or showed her anger.

The nickname Princess of Charity praises her benevolent nature. But I knew. In fact, that nickname is the chain that binds the princess.

But there wasn’t really anything I could do. There was no reason for that. However, if there was one thing that bothered me, it was the variable called myself.

“You can go out. You were just looking at the door. There must be something urgent going on, right?”

The princess let me go as if she had given up. From my perspective, it was something I was thankful for.

In any case, it seemed true that the variable of a country that should not exist in the first place caused unnecessary stress to the princess.

– ‘It’s already hard to keep up with the class, but that fox-like merchant is hiding his true intentions and trying to take advantage of the school through his business...! Professor Glast’s grumpiness isn’t getting any better...! In the meantime, the workers are talking about the imperial law as well...! There are still a lot of things to worry about! It’s hard...!’

The sight of her momentarily losing her temper and expressing all her resentment was definitely different from the Princess Fenia I knew.

Most likely, my mind was wearing out little by little due to all the incidents and accidents that occurred in the scenario. Plus, with the variable ‘me’ added to it, it must have felt like my head was going to explode.

For some reason, it’s already showing signs of instability, so I’m anxious that it may have a negative impact on the flow of future scenarios. But that said, if there was anything I could do... there wasn’t really.

“No matter what burden I carry, does it have to be heavier than the burden the princess carries?”

All I had to do was place my hand on the door to leave and say a few words. It may be presumptuous, but I wouldn’t say something so vague.

“It is certainly necessary to worry about the complex situation and reign, but how about relaxing a little? This is not the imperial family that rigidly establishes its authority in everything... it is Sylvania Academy.”

At those words, the princess’s pupils seemed to have enlarged for an instant. Although I didn’t say anything surprising.

He constantly says such heart-warming words, cries with Tailly, and laughs with her.

If Ayla is there, Tailley will stand up again and again.

I wouldn’t have known that fact.

“What’s going on here... Do you have any business for me...?”

As a result, Tailie stood up again.

Fearing that Ayla would be harmed, she hid her behind her small body and looked straight at me, burning her will again.

Heart . I am familiar with this feeling of being blessed and blooming through my body.

Yes, it was because of this strong will that I was able to empathize with him through countless experiences as Taily until the end.

“You are good at using a sword. I saw you again. .”

“.... Tell me clearly what your secret plan is.”

“There’s nothing like that.”

When a person who despised himself during the entrance exam suddenly says something like this, he gets people looking at him as if he’s lost his mind. It can’t be helped. .

Still, I wanted to tell you clearly this time.

What the situation was and what the future would be like, there was a feeling that I had watched for a long time while playing ‘Sylvania’s Failed Sword Saint’. As I was

with you at the end of that journey, I said it again and again. I confirmed my strong will. I gained a lot of courage from the willpower that never gave up no matter how difficult the ordeal was. I can’t believe I’m quick to

jump to the conclusion that I’ll give up all my will just because I got beaten up by Lucy once. Even a guy like me... Worries are oily. Suzy.

I tried all sorts of things, like being a problem solver who would take on future hardships on my behalf, but... after facing it in person, that feeling melted away to some degree.

Well... you should take on all the hardships for me. It’s a fact, but... let’s leave that aside for now... Then I look like I’m too cold-blooded...

“Ugh...”

Suddenly, I made eye contact with Ayla. She looked at me with eyes full of contempt. He shook my head, but I nodded a few times and turned around.

I felt like all my worries about Tailie falling apart were suddenly broken.

But... no matter how special and proud my friends are, if we had more contact than this, it would be a certain matter. It might have a negative impact on the future trend.

The stares on my back as I just turned around and disappeared were very stinging. It was obvious even if I didn’t see it. Why on earth does that person do that??? You’re probably looking at me with that look on your face.

...Well, it’s something that can’t be helped.

*

It was immediately after that that fireworks erupted around the Nail Pavilion, where joint combat training was in progress.

All the students walking around the student center looked at the nail salon in surprise. I had no idea that such a large-scale fire would occur so suddenly.

But it wasn’t a fire in the first place.

The flame of Tarkan, the high-ranking spirit of fire, is a cursed flame that only burns the opponent targeted by the summoned spirit.

That doesn’t mean it isn’t hot. I could definitely feel the heat radiating out. With this heat from this distance, the students sitting in the stands would feel like they were thrown into the middle of the desert.

“Is it already time for that?”

I was on my way back to the nail salon with my hands in my pockets.

Joint combat practice event for first and second year students. It was the climax scene.

If things had gone as planned, this is a scene we should all have watched together from the observers’ seats at the Nail Gallery.

Because Lucy unilaterally beat up Taily, the shape was a little different from what I expected, but it was still noticeable at a glance thanks to its scale.

A sparring match between ‘Golden Daughter Lortel’ and ‘Spiritual Master Yenica Palover’.

In order to gauge the skills of the famous second-year senior Yenica Palover, Golden Daughter Lortel risks being disqualified and suddenly casts an intermediate freezing spell, blowing up the ceiling of the nail hall.

Anyway, the cost of repairing the ceiling was not a big concern to her.

Thanks to this, Yenica Palover is also forced into a situation where she has no choice but to show off her true skills and ends up manifesting Tarkan, who has the greatest power among the spirits she has contracted with.

Even if I wasn’t sitting in the nail salon’s observer’s seat, I could clearly see what the situation would be.

The sight of a flaming lizard holding a large nail tube as if wrapped around it boasted the most overwhelming majesty among Yenica’s ‘best friends’.

I could vaguely see Yenika riding straight on that burning head. He was swinging his cane while clutching the hard scales in case he lost his balance and fell. It is admirable to see him smiling cheerfully without being embarrassed even in such a situation.

She really never loses her smile... she’s like the main character in a fairy tale.

I sat down on a nearby bench and leaned back. Anyway, I was very tired. I didn’t want to go into the nail tube where there was that much heat.

The sight of a giant flame lizard roaring against the backdrop of the setting sun was certainly quite a surreal sight.

Although it was a bit different from a love affair, I’m sure Tailly and Aila were watching that scene.

I hope you look at it carefully.

The final boss of Act 1 will be the first to test Tailley among the countless trials that will stand in his way in the future.

Yenica Palover, a second-year senior in the Magic Department at Sylvania Academy.

This is your last chance to see it in advance.