Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga – Chapter 65

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Yuziro
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It was only after combining the greetings from passing professors and students that I could determine his name was Gidley Sansi.

Gidley was one of the few battle mages among Radnelbandes’ many disciples.

Just because Radnebandes was considered one of the most powerful battle mages on the continent doesn’t mean all of his disciples were battle mages.

He was literally a superhuman among superhumans, proficient in both magic and swordsmanship, so he had disciples who were warriors, mages, and all sorts of others.

Moreover, it wasn’t just that he was purely a genius; they said his teaching skills were extraordinary too.

Although I didn’t have many occasions to see him, he was truly an amazing old man who could without exaggeration be called a treasure of the kingdom.

“Today, we have a guest from Itisiel, which shares a front line with the demon race. Some of you may have heard about this in advance, but we’ll be staying together for a week, so behave accordingly.”

Even such a person like Radnelbandes would first check the talent of aspiring students who came wanting to become battle mages.

Not only had he passed that, but to be invited to the empire and work as a top-tier instructor, despite his grinning face, he must be an incredibly skilled individual.

“Especially you, Etenera. I’m talking about you.”

When Gidley singled out one student among the more than thirty gathered in the training ground, laughter erupted from all around.

Since Radnelbandes had left to talk with the dean, only about thirty students he taught and us were in the training ground.

There were occasional passersby, but most of them appeared to be faculty or administrative staff.

The student called Etenera retorted glibly, but whether Gidley couldn’t or wouldn’t say
anything, he continued with an indifferent expression.

Even if it meant losing some dignity in front of the students.

“Hey, I’m still better at socializing than you, teacher.”

But even with just that, I could immediately understand the atmosphere in which the academy operated.

This is just a school, isn’t it?

And not an isekai school, but a school from my previous life.

It was a very alien sight in a fantasy world where differences in status and class were clear.

Above all, this warm and friendly atmosphere was… really unfamiliar.

“This is Lagnis Lien da Levien, the Margrave of Itisiel.”

As if I wasn’t the only one feeling that way, Lagnis, who had been stiff, stepped forward slightly and gave a light greeting in time with Gidley’s words.

Although she had changed from an elaborate red dress into an outfit similar to riding clothes, her greeting, no different from when she wore the dress, felt slightly awkward to me, who had been sticking close to Cheryl, who changed her greetings according to her clothes.

Fortunately, the students didn’t seem to have time to pay attention to such things.

Especially the male students.

“Ma-Margrave?”

“Wow… I wonder what kind of country Itisiel is.”

“What could have happened for someone so young…”

“Such beauty and exceptional magical skills too, the world is unfair.”

While each exclamation was reasonable, I almost burst out laughing when I heard the last one.

Pfft.

Well, Lagnis is a cute type, I guess.

The barely noticeable freckles suit her well too.

But isn’t it too soon to exclaim about her beauty, little one?

“It’s nice to meet you all. Though it’s a short period, I look forward to working with you.”

Unlike usual, it was a stiff greeting that felt almost coldly formal.

When she raised her lowered head, there was the noble Lagnis who had forcibly put me in the carriage in Ogwen.

But she seemed oddly a bit irritated, didn’t she…?

“This is my attendant and secretary, Eldmia Egga. Although he’s an attendant, he’s participating as a temporary student like myself, so I hope it will be a good opportunity for mutual improvement.”

Ah.

So that was my position?

Suppressing the urge to question why things I didn’t know about were happening again, I gave a light bow, and this time the female students reacted.

“How old is he? The same age? Or older?”

“They’re really huge…”

“Hey, he gives off a wild vibe…”

“He looks kind of cool…”

That’s right!

That’s it!

That’s the normal evaluation of Eldmia!

I told you I was considered good-looking in my previous life, didn’t I?

Honestly, it was the kind of praise I’d rarely heard in my entire life even when I tried my hardest, but I changed my rising smile into a polite, faint smile as I attempted to make eye contact with each student.

With even the tallest male student not reaching 170cm, I had no difficulty looking around at everyone, and I decided to give my all in acting during the week I would be attending the academy.

“My name is Eldmia Egga. It’s a pleasure to meet you all.”

I’ll become Eldmia Egga, the courteous knight and heart-throb straight out of a fairy tale.

When I spoke, even modulating my voice tone which I usually didn’t do, the female students stirred once more.

“Lo-look at that voice! It’s crazy, crazy!”

“She said temporary student, so we’ll have time to talk later, right?”

“Look at that posture… Could she really be a knight?”

Although their average age was clearly higher than mine, that wasn’t important.

What mattered was the illusion they had of me based on a superficial glance.

With the feeling that it wouldn’t be too difficult to gather various information if I just talked well, I looked around leisurely at those who couldn’t take their eyes off me and smiled faintly.

“Tsk tsk. Quiet! As I said before, don’t behave disrespectfully. Even if there’s no difference in status at the academy, that’s strictly between regular students. Always remember that the position of a temporary student is one step removed.”

The students were excited, half-heartedly responding to Gidley who was tapping the ground with his sword and giving warnings, but unlike Lagnis, I could roughly take them all in at a glance, and whispered slightly to Lagnis.

Although I was honestly scared to speak to her as she looked more rigid and irritated than before, I’m a man who knows how to separate public and private matters.

Work had to be done.

“I don’t see anyone who looks like a hero.”

“…Is that so?”

“The gazes and reactions are all similar. There doesn’t seem to be any particular grouping either.”

I thought it would be normal for factions to form around him or for people to gather knowingly or unknowingly, since he wouldn’t be hiding the fact that he was a hero and wouldn’t be receiving education, but I couldn’t see any sign of that at all.

“Teacher Gidley? Come to think of it, I heard there was someone designated as a hero by the Empire’s Holy Society…”

But to Lagnis’s question, Gidley answered with a very embarrassed laugh.

“Ah… well, he tends to be late sometimes.”

“Is he receiving additional guidance or something?”

“Yes… well…”

I almost cursed out loud without realizing it, even though it wasn’t certain.

Gidley’s reaction clearly looked like he was fumbling to hide something he didn’t want to reveal.

Seeing that Lagnis tilting her head wouldn’t get us an answer, I put on a pretense of being cheerful yet polite and addressed the students.

“I apologize for asking this while you’re welcoming us so warmly, but being born in a place that constantly clashes with the demon race, I couldn’t help but be curious. I heard that among you is the hero chosen by the Empire’s Holy Society… could I know who it is?”

When I was discharged from the military, I went from calling other company’s uncles ‘comrade’ to being told to call them ‘hero’ near the end, so honestly, it wasn’t an expression that rolled off my tongue easily, but a hero was a hero nonetheless.

However, as I looked around the crowd while asking so boldly, I could only inwardly click my tongue at the response I received.

There was no favorable reaction.

“He sometimes comes late like this. Well, he probably went to the bathroom or something.”

Regardless of gender, the reactions were full of wariness.

I could read hostility and derision from the men, while from the women I only felt a truly subtle sense of distance.

This doesn’t seem to be a simple reaction of jealousy towards an unparalleled genius called a hero.

Strange?

Wasn’t he said to be fine outwardly?

Is this bastard only leaking inside?

“Well, sometimes when you see him, it’s like he carries a bathroom with him.”

“Ete. Watch your words.”

Only after seeing the sharp-looking male student next to him quietly warn the cheerful Etenera who had just joked with Gidley did I unwillingly understand the whole situation.

At the same time, I couldn’t help but be amazed.

Despite the Empire’s standing, nobles and commoners could get along so well in the academy, laughing and chatting, but the hero acts like an idiot, behaving as he pleases and becoming isolated?

No.

Maybe they’re just blinded by envy and jealousy, not properly assessing the situation.

Indeed, one can’t know without meeting him directly.

Right, right.

“Well, it’s a common occurrence now, so shall we start the class, teacher?”

Etenera’s behavior and speech were extremely common, but he was full of conviction and energy.

Moreover, judging by the fact that even those presumed to be nobles didn’t seem to harbor any particular ill will towards him, it was clear that his interpersonal relationships were quite harmonious.

Actually, could it be that he’s the hero and is secretly filming some kind of hidden camera prank right now?

“Oh? There’s a face I haven’t seen before?”

As my suspicions only deepened, a voice was heard from behind.

Just the fact that there really was a late student was enough for me to understand that he was the hero.

“Come to think of it, didn’t they say some exchange student from a kingdom was coming today?”

“Again with words that make no sense… I told you, it’s temporary participation as an observing student. What are you exchanging?”

When I turned my head to look, there was a group walking in a formation that could only be described as typical of a novel.

An elf, a woman who looked like a priestess, a woman who appeared to be a noble, and a red-haired man walking leisurely between them, his clothes clearly disheveled.

I couldn’t help but know, even if I didn’t want to, that this wasn’t from rushing to class after being late.

How could I not know when the faces of the three women were red up to their ears?

The reality that the hero had been busy working hard as his corpus cavernosum commanded during the short break between classes gave me a sharp headache.

Before it could develop into a throbbing migraine, I quickly organized my thoughts and tried my best to maintain a positive mindset.

Right.

Isn’t being a hero just about fighting well anyway?

If I were comfortably strong and living a prosperous life, I probably would have been busy seducing women too.

Above all, according to the information Lagnis had gathered, isn’t that guy sufficiently demonstrating his abilities through productive activities?

They say heroes are lecherous.

It could happen.

While I was coming to terms with this, the hero, who had approached slightly behind me as if I didn’t even exist, extended his hand to Lagnis and said:

“Heh. I can’t resist a transfer student cliché. Nice to meet you. I’m the hero, Siegfried.”

But as a fucking reincarnator, I could understand him acting like a dog in heat, but I couldn’t stand seeing him pull this shit with my acquaintance.

I grabbed the hero’s wrist with the most smiling face I could muster and said:

“It smells. Please wash your hands before offering a handshake.”

“…What?”

“I’m saying to remove your hand that smells of night flowers.”

Behind me, Etenera burst out laughing and the hero’s expression rapidly soured.

Of course, I maintained my faint smile as I faced him.

“What the fuck, asshole.”

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