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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Silverriver
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“Poor thing.”
I shook my head as I watched Sophia fill out the Magic Department contract.
Just like in the original work, she safely joined the Magic Department, but I knew what would happen inside.
The Magic Department wasn’t bad. No, rather, it would have a positive influence on Sophia.
The problem was that they worked too much.
I didn’t know how much Professor Ludwig drove the Magic Department.
But considering that Sophia developed dark circles under her eyes after joining the Magic Department in the original work…
Ugh, how terrible.
Vowing never to set foot in the Magic Department, I moved on.
The club I had to go to was a kind of loophole.
It was a club that everyone had to join, but there would be those who didn’t want to participate in activities.
The academy didn’t allow this. Clubs were also a type of class time.
However, in the original work, there was a very briefly described means of achieving this.
‘A shelter for those who rest.’
In front of a classroom with a seemingly ordinary nameplate, I knocked on the door.
Knock knock.
I knocked twice, but there was no response. After announcing that I would enter, I carefully opened the classroom door.
The classroom was filled with warm energy. A cozy feeling wrapped around my body. A scene perfect for falling asleep.
Inside the classroom, on a sofa that seemed to have been placed to avoid the light on purpose, someone was sleeping with a blanket covering their entire body.
Since this was not described in the original work, I didn’t know who that person was.
Since I couldn’t wake up a sleeping person arbitrarily, I carefully looked around the classroom while using my cane.
A neatly organized classroom, not a speck of dust on the floor, and unidentified magical tools.
It was a strange sight.
As I looked around, there was a white line laid out on the floor. Not knowing what it was, I looked down at it without stepping over it.
“Don’t step on that.”
I heard a voice from behind me.
I quickly turned my head and looked back. I hadn’t even noticed when she had come in.
It was a woman with flowing navy blue hair. Although she didn’t appear in the original work, my intuition screamed that she was at least a high-level individual.
I unconsciously gripped my cane tightly. People were helpless in such first encounters. That was why they were wary.
Regardless of my wariness, she didn’t care and unpacked the luggage she had brought.
There was something packed in a brown bag.
I shuddered at the strange mana felt from inside the bag.
The woman who saw that asked.
“You have a pretty good sense. Class A?”
“Yes?”
“A first-year freshman. Isn’t that right?”
“That’s correct.”
“I thought so.” She muttered that and approached me.
“I recommend you don’t cross this line, as it will wake up the club leader.”
“Club… leader?”
“Yes, our club leader.”
I turned my gaze away from her and looked at something on the sofa.
Only the shape of a person could be seen under the blanket, but that person was the club leader.
“So, what brings you to our club? You didn’t come to join, did you?”
“I came to join.”
“Why?”
I was slightly flustered by the readily given answer. Why would you ask why someone joined a club?
“No, no. Coming to our club means you know what position this club holds, right?”
“Isn’t this a place people come to because they don’t want to join a club and there aren’t any suitable clubs?”
“Superficially, that’s right.”
Superficially…?
I tilted my head. Was there more than that?
She glanced at the cane supporting my body and opened her mouth.
“Deron Philasia. Right?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“Yes, I’ve heard a lot of rumors. But it’s my first time seeing you in person.”
Just what kind of rumors were spreading like that?
“All of them are bad reputations except for the recent demon subjugation incident.”
“Haha…”
You mean those rumors. I don’t know anything about that.
She stared at me with her black eyes as I scratched my head.
“You won’t find anything even if you stare like that.”
“I’m not staring to find anything.”
“Then could you please remove that burdensome gaze?”
The energy flowing from her body pressed down on me to the point where I couldn’t ignore it. She didn’t seem to be conscious of it, but my body sensed it.
She looked over my body a bit and nodded.
“Passed.”
Passed what?
“Our club, are you going to join?”
“……”
I originally intended to join, but looking at this situation, it seemed like I had come to the wrong place.
Should I look around other clubs first?
As I stalled while contemplating that, she looked at me coldly and said.
“Choose quickly. Don’t waste time.”
“I……”
“You won’t join.”
“…?”
I turned back at the suddenly heard low-pitched voice. Behind this was definitely….
“Crena, why would someone who passed your standards join our club?”
“That’s true.”
The club leader, still covered in the blanket, was talking to me about the club. Judging by the deliberately negative words, it seemed like he didn’t want me to join.
A faint light that couldn’t be hidden even under the blanket caught my eye. Moreover, the light purple hair that peeked out little by little as he lifted the blanket upward.
According to the information I had found in this novel, there were only three people with such hair.
“But if you still want to come here, you’ll have to be prepared to follow my words. Deron Philasia.”
The fact that he called not only my name but also my family name meant that I shouldn’t think of relying on the Philasia name.
He didn’t want such a fool who came believing in the Philasia name. If I were to join the club, I should definitely join.
I would gladly do so.
“I understand. I’ll join.”
The light inside the blanket grew a little larger. Crena’s eyes also widened. She must have thought I would leave.
I paused for a moment and uttered the last words.
“Crown Prince.”
The second sun of the empire, and the first prince who had not yet fully illuminated the empire, was here.
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After completing the entire membership application, Deron left the club room.
Idrian stared intently at the spot where Deron had left.
Only then did he take off the blanket covering his body.
Then, a jewel a little darker than the Second Princess Regina’s was revealed. Crena gasped at the color reminiscent of sapphire.
Thinking that it was a beautiful sight no matter how many times she saw it.
Proof of royalty, which only the direct line of the imperial family could have.
The jewel eyes had established themselves as Idrian’s eyes.
Due to the characteristic of the jewel eyes, in which the color became clearer as one aged, Idrian’s jewels had not yet fully matured.
“Crena, how did he notice?”
Idrian tilted his head. He couldn’t figure out how he had been found out even though he was covered in the blanket.
“Hehe…”
Crena muffled her laughter as she watched Idrian, who was genuinely curious. She knew the reason, but Idrian didn’t.
Idrian frowned as he looked at such Crena. He didn’t like that she was the only one laughing.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Please reproduce the same thing as just now. I’ll synchronize you.”
Crena said that, wiping the tears that came out while laughing.
Idrian made the same posture as before while making a puzzled expression.
The protruding light purple hair and the jewel eyes visible even under the blanket were still prominent.
Crena couldn’t hold back her laughter and burst out laughing.
Annoyed, Idrian urged her.
“Ah, synchronize me quickly!”
“Okay, ah, this is so funny.”
She barely stopped laughing and then closed her eyes. In a world where everything darkened, a certain line was created. Crena grabbed that line.
Then, she felt something connected. Crown Prince. Even a part of Idrian’s inner thoughts was revealed.
Crena’s sorcery. Synchronization.
A miracle that was different from magic or swordsmanship. Unlike the two that could be learned by manipulating mana in any way, sorcery had to be innate.
Synchronization was a sorcery that shared senses with the other person. Crena entered Iliad Academy because of this sorcery.
Because through synchronization, she could learn the other person’s fighting senses or swordsmanship.
However, there had to be mutual agreement, and Crena’s talent was needed to learn this.
Because someone without talent couldn’t understand the problem even if they were shown the process of solving it.
In that respect, Crena was overflowing with talent.
Idrian shared such Crena’s gaze. He checked how she was looking at him.
The protruding hair and the eyes that sparkled even under the blanket entered his vision.
Having confirmed the gaze of others, Idrian cut off the synchronization and shouted.
“It’s because of those damn eyes!”
“To be precise, that hair color also played a part.”
Only then did Idrian understand why Crena was giggling, and he glared at her as he spoke.
“Don’t laugh.”
“Yes, yes, Your Highness the Prince.”
Knowing that he wouldn’t listen even if she said that, Idrian sighed.
How had his authority fallen so low?
“That’s your own fault. You told us to think of you as a regular student as soon as you created this club, didn’t you?”
“That didn’t mean you should make fun of me.”
“It’s natural for students to tease each other.”
Seeing Idrian, who had nothing to say and kept his mouth shut, Crena chuckled and then conveyed Regina’s news.
“Your younger sister said the same thing, you know?”
“Regina?”
“Yes. She said to treat her as a regular student. That’s what she said.”
“She said that…”
Idrian recalled his only remaining younger sister. The pitiful little one who had lost her smile along with the First Princess due to an accident.
That girl had now grown up and come to the same academy as him. He felt a strange feeling at that fact. Idrian scratched his head and muttered.
“As expected, I don’t really like being the emperor.”
“I’ve heard that out-of-the-blue statement for the 4759th time.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
Seeing Crena’s serious expression, Idrian burst into laughter. Well, it would work out somehow.
He took Crenna out of the clubroom. He needed to inform his friends that a new member had joined the club.
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here come the boys prince…
