Chapter 64 – Joyful, the Savior Has Come (1)

[Translator – Peptobismol]

Chapter 64 – Joyful, the Savior Has Come (1)

After returning to the academy, I resumed my daily routine.

Following the morning meeting, I patrolled the campus, meddled in various subjects, bought snacks from the dessert cafe, and exercised with the professors in the afternoon.

Fortunately, the academy has a well-maintained tennis court.

Often, I gather with the professors for team matches with bets involved.

Today, Anna and I were teamed up against Lindus—no, Lina and Waver.

At first, I doubted Anna’s ability to play tennis.

Anna usually moved sluggishly and didn’t seem fit for strenuous sports.

However, those doubts vanished once the game started.

Thwack-!!

Anna’s racket swings were powerful, sending the ball like a bullet, forcing Waver and Lina to scramble around the court.NewW novels updates at novelhall.com

Thanks to my decent tennis skills from real life, our team won by a landslide.

“Wow, this is... no contest.”

Waver said, hands on his hips, tongue out. Lina was busy cooling off, flapping her chest.

“Well done, Anna.”

“Thank you...”

Anna mumbled, head down, holding her racket limply.

“So, you guys are treating us to snacks today, right? Let’s go, I’m thirsty!”

We all headed to the dessert cafe and ordered juices and other drinks.

“This is delicious...”

Anna said gloomily, sipping her juice slowly.

“But professor, I have a question.”

Lina, sitting across from me, asked.

“During the battlefield tour, the veterans cried when they saw you, right? Were they people you met during the liberation battle?”

“Yes, that’s right. I thought they’d forgotten after ten years.”

“How could anyone forget someone they met in such circumstances? Were you in the same corps?”

“No, I was part of the attacking force, and they were trapped inside the fort.”

“Ah, I see. So you met them during the rescue after Sir Linus recaptured the Castle. What a remarkable connection.”

Lina looked at me with teary eyes, clearly moved.

Sometimes, Lina reminds me of a retriever, always friendly and welcoming to everyone.

“Head Professor, look over there.”

Waver raised his hand and pointed to the rear of the main building where the faculty offices are located.

Someone was standing by the window Waver pointed at but quickly disappeared. It was the Head Theoretical Professor, Ismera.

“She’s been watching us since earlier. She’s been doing that often since the battlefield tour.”

Back then, Ismera had been furious, saying that Kirrin and I were idly strolling around, leaving the students behind.

It wasn’t due to her bad temper but rather her strong sense of responsibility as both the Head Theoretical Professor and acting vice-headmaster.

It’s not like Kirrin and I were slacking off, but still.

Since then, Ismera’s gaze towards me has become much harsher.

In the past, she always had a smile typical of elves, but lately, she’s been openly showing her emotions.

Even as a pureblood elf, her angry look is still quite pretty, but it’s uncomfortable to be glared at like that all the time.

Given how she worried about Kirrin before and now about me, it’s understandable.

Maybe I should talk to the Princess about promoting Ismera to headmaster next time I visit the Palace.

The academy is stable enough now, and I don’t necessarily need to be the headmaster.

It seems best for me to remain as the Head Combat Professor, for Kirrin to step down as the assassination instructor, and for Ismera to become the headmaster.

The Emperor’s stubbornness is the issue.

Why does he insist on keeping the Dark Elf’s daughter as headmaster and make her untouchable?

If the Princess agrees to promote Ismera, maybe I’ll talk to that guy named Nemara about it.

I sat down to eat with Olysia and mentioned Kirrin.

Olysia clicked her tongue knowingly and nodded.

“If she has any pride, she wouldn’t come in.”

“What’s the story?”

“I told you before, right? The headmaster came looking for you the day you visited Sir Linus’s house.”

“Oh, right. I remember now.”

Kirrin was caught sniffing my freshly washed shirt by Olysia back then.

I had forgotten about that. No wonder she was flustered when I brought her to my house.

“Sir Dian, what’s your relationship with the headmaster?”

“There’s nothing between us.”

“Does the headmaster think that too?”

“How would I know, you brat. Pass me more food.”

As she brought more food from the kitchen, Olysia spoke.

“I think the headmaster clearly likes you, Sir Dian. Why else would she be smelling your clothes? If she didn’t like you, she’d be crazy to do that.”

“I know she likes me. But that’s all there is to it. There’s nothing more.”

“Hmm, I see.”

Olysia, cheeks puffed out, was lost in thought, not even touching her food.

Of course, I know Kirrin likes me. I’m not blind or stupid.

But that’s it. Right now, I don’t have any feelings for Kirrin other than sympathy.

Just because someone likes you doesn’t mean you have to like them back.

But it seems Olysia thinks differently.

“Sir Dian.”

Olysia spoke in a serious tone, her expression grave.

“You should consider the headmaster.”

“What do you mean?”

“Try developing a good relationship with her.”

“Why should I do that?”

“Because you’re at an age where you should be thinking about marriage. Do you plan to live like this forever?”

“I plan to. Being single is comfortable.”

“That’s nonsense. People need a partner. Besides, the headmaster is a good woman.”

I stayed silent, wondering what she was getting at.

“She’s pretty, has a great figure, is kind, and she’s the headmaster of an Imperial Academy. Sure, the fact that she’s a Dark Elf is a bit of a hurdle, but so what? It’s not like we’re at war anymore.”

“So, you’re saying I should marry Kirrin?”

“If you do, I’d be happy.”

“Why would you be happy if I get married? Ah, I see.”

This brat.

She thinks that if I marry the headmaster, I’ll never be kicked out of the academy and can stay in the Imperial Palace.

As smart as she is, she’s still a child.

“Why don’t you invite the headmaster over sometime? I’ll prepare a grand feast. I’ll even tidy up the master bedroom.”

“You really don’t hold back, do you?”

When I reached out to flick her forehead, Olysia quickly dodged and snapped her fingers as if remembering something.

“Oh, and there’s mail for you. It looks like an invitation.”

“An invitation?”

Olysia retrieved an envelope from the living room table.

It was an invitation to the “Tatarnok Village Restoration Day Event.”

This must be from Linus.

He mentioned joining him for an event in the village we rescued from the Demon King’s army. So, this was it.

[Translator – Peptobismol]