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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Yuziro
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When Charlotte arrived at the training ground, she rubbed her eyes in shock.
It was clean.
Too clean.
While it was as natural as the sun rising in the sky for Rahel Academy’s facilities to be kept clean, she didn’t feel it was clean in the sense of being free of dust.
The intermediate class kids.
The intermediate class students who had been interfering with the training of the failing class students were nowhere to be seen.
‘Surprisingly, they kept their promise.’
Roerte had kept his promise.
However, Charlotte didn’t think Roerte had kept the promise to maintain trust.
He probably had no choice but to keep it after getting beaten up so badly by Michelle.
Was this a good resolution?
Charlotte couldn’t tell.
Not being particularly bold, she was also tense about the possibility of this causing even bigger problems, and the intermediate class preparing something even more vicious.
But there was an extremely bright and carefree presence beside her, Isabel.
“Charlotte~ It’s resolved, it’s resolved! Right!”
“Yeah…”
Charlotte nodded as well.
Whether it was resolved well or not, it was true that it had been ‘resolved’.
But what could she do about her uneasiness?
Michelle had fought with the intermediate class students, and Charlotte had also participated.
Although Adrian didn’t know about it yet, she knew it herself.
While one might deceive the world, one can’t usually deceive oneself.
Charlotte herself knew that she had broken her promise with Adrian, and this sense of guilt was quite significant for the girl.
‘Moreover, the dungeon boss was a demon.’
Although Charlotte had thought she was filled with anger towards demons, when she actually faced that demon, looking back on her actions, she had been incredibly calm.
Why was that?
Her parents had died because of demons.
So it would be right for her to lose her mind when seeing a demon.
Why wasn’t it like that when it actually happened?
Was she an unfilial child?
Was her mission for nothing?
Could it be explained by the four characters meaning ‘weak-willed’?
“Charlotte, what are you worrying about so much?”
“Huh? It’s nothing. Just for a moment…”
It seemed like everyone else had firm goals and was running towards them, but somehow Charlotte alone felt like she was wandering.
Did she have to find the answer to this from Adrian again?
It felt difficult to do anything by herself.
“Hmm…”
Isabel scrutinized Charlotte from the side with eyes that seemed to ask ‘Is there still somewhere that hurts?’
But Charlotte, who had read that gaze, waved her hand with an awkward smile.
It meant there were no injuries.
Following that, the remaining failing class students also entered the training ground one after another.
As a bonus, they all showed expressions of relief that there were no intermediate class students as they entered.
Who got along with everyone in the failing class without pretense?
Isabel.
Other students gathered around Isabel.
“Isabel, what’s going on? I don’t see any of those intermediate class guys.”
“Yeah, yeah. They shouldn’t be seen around here anymore.”
“What’s the occasion? Those bastards.”
“Haha…”
Isabel scratched her cheek sheepishly.
What kind of class was the failing class again?
It was a class where students who might be a bit behind in skills but had tender hearts and good natures were gathered.
But to hear words like ‘bastards’ coming from the mouths of such friends was remarkable in many ways.
Those intermediate class guys…
Was it even possible that in the highest educational institution, instead of respecting higher-ranked classes, they came to hate them?
The upper-class would probably be different.
For now, she decided to think that way and move on.
“Did they go on another field trip?”
“Yeah. There’s no way they suddenly became kind-hearted…”
No, no, kids.
Roerte and Michelle said they would have a showdown, remember?
Isabel shook her head.
“Michelle won the showdown spectacularly~ This is the result.”
Who wouldn’t be happy with this news?
Isabel continued to make a fuss with her friends for quite a while after this.
And when everyone had calmed down a bit and was about to focus on their training again, Isabel could face Charlotte, who still seemed to have a lot on her mind.
Isabel linked arms with Charlotte.
“What’s wrong, Charlotte? Why are you so gloomy? Michelle won spectacularly!”
Despite Isabel’s expression that seemed to be coaxing and comforting, Charlotte’s mood didn’t improve.
“That’s right. Michelle won spectacularly and it was amazing.”
“Then what are you worrying about so much? Are you worried about the magic competition? That should be doable enough too, right? We beat those intermediate class kids so easily.”
“Um, Isabel.”
“Yes?”
Isabel tilted her head.
Charlotte’s voice was more serious than ever, so her listener naturally became calm as well.
“It’s true that this issue seems to have been resolved for now. And it’s true that Michelle is amazing. But I don’t know in what way I should be happy.”
“…Why?”
“It’s not an achievement of our failing class, it’s just Michelle’s achievement. Just because Michelle gets promoted doesn’t mean we all get promoted. Rather, once only Michelle gets promoted, I feel like the failing class will be called suitable for failing again.”
“Hmm…”
Come to think of it, that was true.
Why had she unknowingly come to think that she would be together with Michelle forever?
This wasn’t a community of fate that stayed together for life.
“I think I started depending on others without realizing it. I should be the first one to be doing well.”
“That’s true. That’s a concern that makes me reflect too.”
“So… I must succeed and show it in this magic competition. I will definitely do it.”
“Yes. Shall we work hard together?”
The eyes of the girls facing each other were now full of enthusiasm.
Isabel reached out her hand first, and as Charlotte was about to grasp that hand…
Grab.
A hand other than Isabel’s grabbed Charlotte’s hand.
“……?”
“Don’t you like Adrian anymore?”
Isabel and Charlotte’s heads turned towards the uninvited guest who had suddenly intervened.
The one who had grabbed the hand was none other than Pertel.
“I did everything for you. Now, don’t like him.”
“W-What are you saying?”
“I did, everything.”
“What?”
“Everything.”
“First, let go of this hand. What on earth is it?”
“I won’t, let go, until you answer.”
After that, the argument between Pertel and Charlotte continued for a long time.
But if there was a problem that wasn’t really a problem, it was that this intense argument was gradually not looking like an argument in the eyes of other students.
“They look close.”
“Are they going to fall for each other like this?”
“I guess they had a chance to get close in the process of competing with the intermediate class.”
It was content that would make the parties involved jump up in anger if they had heard it, but what could be done?
As always, misunderstandings breed misunderstandings.
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“What nonsense is this?”
Tyr’s face, asking like that, was distorted more than ever.
As soon as he was discharged from the infirmary, he heard all sorts of ridiculous things.
“No, I’m asking. What did you say?”
Roel, Roerte’s twin sister, answered without meeting Tyr’s eyes.
“We… um… that magic competition we’re supposed to participate in. We’re going to forfeit.”
“So that’s what I’m asking, what nonsense is this!”
Frustrated, Tyr pounded his chest and jumped up.
“I know the failing class kids are uncivilized. But no matter how dirty you think they are, shouldn’t you beat them if you’re going to fight them? We need to teach them a lesson properly!”
Roerte, Roel, and the other two students who were supposed to represent them in the magic competition kept their mouths shut.
‘Lesson?’
“We can’t do it.”
“What? What did you just say?”
“No. Anyway, we mean we’re going to forfeit. That’s what we wanted to say.”
But come to think of it, it had been only Roel that was answering all this time.
Tyr’s burning gaze turned to Roerte.
“What’s wrong with your body?”
It was a ridiculous appearance, it was absurd.
His eyes were swollen as if he had been beaten up all over… no, his whole face was swollen like a fish with a lot of flesh.
“I, I got hurt in the process of clearing the dungeon.”
‘Surviving and attending the academy would be more painful, wasn’t it?’
Roerte realized that Michelle’s words were becoming reality anew.
How could someone beat up even his face so thoroughly without missing a spot?
He had a fairly handsome face… of course, if Michelle had heard these thoughts, he would have been beaten several times over.
It was a thousand blessings that Michelle wasn’t present.
‘Should I tell the truth about what happened?’
That was even more out of the question.
How could he say with his own mouth, ‘I tried to teach the failing class students a lesson, but instead I got beaten to death and I am on my way back’?
“Hey, Tyr.”
“What.”
“You should just forfeit too.”
“Why?”
“The all-out war isn’t far off, right? So let’s just forfeit this. Who cares about things with the failing class anyway…”
Smack!
Tyr hit Roerte’s head with his palm.
“You idiot! Did you get hit on the head badly?”
Yes.
I did.
I got hit on the head really badly.
It hurts to the bone…
While receiving worried looks from his friends, Tyr turned around confidently.
‘Arrogant bastards need to be beaten to be satisfied.’
He didn’t like the cocky failing class, and he didn’t like that girl Tia who was now staying in the failing class.
He would prune them properly.
“Let’s go!”
The intermediate class students followed Tyr’s confident steps with worried footsteps.
The magic competition between the failing class and the intermediate class was about to begin.
[T/N: Tyr is gonna get an ass whooping so hard he’s gonna forget his name]
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