The Main Heroine Likes the Extra

45 – You look really crazy.

An assassin broke into the academy last night, but that didn’t affect the academy.

Of course, since the person who was attacked by the assassin was a finalist in the Musin Festival, the military police recommended that I abstain if it was difficult, but I refused.

The horse was attacked, I only used magic twice and all the opponents ran away, but what?

After leaving the military police, I needed to prepare for the finals, so I had to head to the Royal Central Stadium first.

But me, Riel, and even Phyllis went to the military police station early in the morning, so they were awake and only had their clothes on.

At least I was fine, but Riel, the girl, needed more preparation.

“Then Phyllis, I’ll take care of Riel.”

“Leave it to me.”

So Riel went back to the dormitory with Phyllis to get her ready to go out again, and I came to the Royal Central Stadium by myself.

As expected of the day when only four finals were played, the stadium was crowded with spectators.

“Ah! Here it is!”

At that time, I saw a person waving in this direction.

It was Emilia, a girl with gray, silver hair that hung down under a hat.

“I heard the story! Is Riel okay?”

“It’s okay. She’s back in the dorms for now, but she’ll be back here soon.”

“Haaahhhhh couldr cantahhhhhghhhhhssholdahh”

Emilia sighed as she stroked her chest.

“Well… Then I’ll go see Riel! I’m worried…!”

“It’ll be all right now that Phyllis is with you… Okay, let’s go.”

“Yes! Then… Cheer up for the finals!”

Emilia bowed her head and ran at high speed.

Surely a beast, his running speed is unusual.

But I think I was in a hurry when I came out today, so I put my hat on a little looser than usual…

Well… Even if you put on a hat a little loosely, it won’t come off anytime soon, so it’s probably fine.

“……”

I turned my gaze and once again caught my eye on the large Royal Central Stadium.

Since the original work was described in writing, the stadium to see in person was very grand.

Over there, I will have a final match with Iris-senpai.

I peeked at her waist, her top, her haircut.

She thought, feeling the cold metal.

More than pure swordsmanship, it’s probably hard to win.

But, wouldn’t it be possible to bring it to a good match?

At the very least, I didn’t want to show a bad side to Riel.

“……”

“So, there is nothing wrong with you.”

Alan just listened to Archbishop Marconi’s words.

However, as his words continued, Alan gradually began to come to his senses, and he fell in love with Archbishop Marconi’s words.

He himself is a warrior born to stop the demon king.

The hero himself and his priestess Riel are destined to continue.

And he destroys himself, separates Riel, and a demon who tries to resurrect the Demon King.

If you think about it for a bit, it’s more like bullsh*t with no evidence.

“Kyo Wentos… He is the culprit…”

“Mr. Alan Ludwig, we are very sorry that our church was unable to help quickly.”

However, for Alan, who suffered bitter defeat, great humiliation, and being rejected face to face by the person he liked.

To Alan Ludwig, Archbishop Marconi’s words sounded like hope.

It is Kyo Wentos who is at fault, and I am the hero who will connect with Riel and save the world.

With that alone, Archbishop Marconi’s words were valuable to Alan.

With his hand on his chest, Archbishop Marconi bowed his head and expressed an apology.

Alan looked at him and slowly got up from the spot.

“Sir, what should I do?”

Hearing Alan’s words, the Grand Master lowered his head and slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, the ‘Hero’ seemed to listen to him honestly.

“What would you like to do, Mr. Alan Ludwig?”

“I… I want Riel back. Riel, who fell for her guy’s cunning trick…”

“In that case, our church will do our best to help you.”

Alan stared at Archbishop Marconi’s face.

He said as if he was really embarrassed.

“Actually, I was thinking of recapturing her somehow… But she failed. I’m really sorry for her.”

“…Is that so?”

From his words, Alan guessed that the commotion this morning was at churches, including the Marconi Archdiocese.

It was obviously a situation where Riel was attacked by putting in a large number of numbers, and he was worried about Riel, who had just been through that.

But since he thought it was to get her Riel back to him, it didn’t matter anyway.

…Alan Ludwig was twisting even more.

“Kyo Wentos is much stronger than I thought. I don’t want to say this… But with your current strength, it’s impossible.”

“…I see… I guess.”

Alan gnashed his teeth.

Riel… Riel is being tricked by her cunning tricks, and he doesn’t have the power to save her…

So, Alan hoped. Strong power.

“Sir, can I become stronger?”

“You will be strong. You are a warrior.”

The Grand Master nodded his head convincingly, and Alan closed his eyes and thought for a moment.

Then, he went to his desk and pulled out something of his own.

“Alan Ludwig, is that…?”

“This is an application for expulsion. Originally, I wrote it because I didn’t have the energy to attend anymore, but…”

A frozen smile spread across Alan’s face.

“I’ll use it for another reason.”

“…Alan Ludwig, the church welcomes you.”

“I never thought Emmy would come to her dorm!”

“That… I was so worried.”

Returning to her dormitory, Riel, who quickly finished her grooming with the help of Phyllis, joined Emilia who came to the front of her dormitory to catch her breath.

Riel comforts Emilia, who worries about her.

“Huh? Emmy’s hat… Isn’t it a bit baggy?”

“Ah…Really. I need to write it properly soon.”

“I can help you.”

“Ah… Thank you!”

Emilia, finally realizing the condition of her own hat, hurriedly tried to fix her hat, but Phyllis, who was waiting behind her, helped Emilia.

A little embarrassed, Emilia thanked Phyllis.

Just like that, the three of them were on their way to the Royal Central Stadium.

“Riel!”

A man’s voice calling for Riel.

Riel’s expression hardened, and Phyllis narrowed her eyes and slipped her hand into her sleeve.

Emilia was also taken aback and stopped on the spot.

And after a while, Riel tried to go on her way, ignoring her voice.

It was the moment when Phyllis followed suit and Emilia hurriedly tried to follow suit.

“Riel! Wait!”

However, the protagonist of the voice hurriedly ran and stood in front of Riel and the others.

Riel and the others had no choice but to stop on the spot as their path was blocked.

Feeling fed up, Riel said with a frown on her face.

“Didn’t I tell you not to call me by my first name and not to talk to me?”

“……”

Intention to decline clear communication.

However, the person who stood in the way of Riel. Alan Ludwig spoke to Riel as if he didn’t care about that.

“Listen, Riel.”

“No, I won’t listen. Get out of here.”

“I quit the academy as of today.”

Leaving the academy.

At that, Riel looked at Alan with a slightly surprised face.

But that’s only for a while, Riel said.

“That’s great. So what do you mean?”

“Riel. Let’s leave the academy with me.”

“What… Huh?”

At Alan’s words that were so out of the blue, a dumbfounded sound came out of Riel’s mouth.

To Riel, Alan spoke as if explaining.

She told the story she had heard from Archbishop Marconi.

She herself is a hero and is destined to be connected to Riel.

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Kyo intends to resurrect the demon lord, and is deceiving Riel for that purpose.

When the story came out, everyone reacted differently.

Phyllis didn’t react, but there was a quiet anger in her eyes.

Emilia, who regarded Alan as ‘a bit of a strange and unpleasant person’, was looking at Alan with an expression as if she were looking at a madman.

And Riel was looking at Alan with her eyes, which she saw in disgust.

“…You look really crazy.”

“Riel… I’m trying to save you…”

“I have nothing more to say to the likes of you, so if you’re leaving the academy, please quietly go away by yourself.”

Riel, who fired at her like that, walked forward.

Just as he was ignoring Alan and about to pass by, Alan grabbed Riel’s arm tightly.

“What are you doing, can’t you let go of this?!”

“Riel! You’re being fooled!”

“Leave this!!”

At that moment, Alan’s hand fell from Riel’s arm.

“Ugh!!”

And then Alan screamed.

Phyllis grabbed Alan’s arm and snapped it off.

“Where is a commoner being rude?”

“Aagh!!”

“Since you quit the academy, I won’t forgive any more rudeness than this.”

Phyllis threw Alan away with a swing of her arm.

Alan, who had somehow recovered her body, looked at the face of the maid who had subdued him while enduring her pain.

And that was the moment when Alan’s long-remembered face and that maid’s face overlapped.

“You…You…!”

“Looks like you didn’t even manage to forget it.”

“Why are you here…?”

“Do you have a reason to answer?”

Alan stood frozen on the spot with a blank expression on his face.

“Phyllis, don’t mind that guy and let’s go.”

“Yes. The boy’s match is about to begin, so we should go quickly.”

Riel frantically tugged at Phyllis’s arm, and Phyllis nodded her head and complied.

And Emilia hurries after her.

As if they didn’t have to worry about Alan, Riel, Phyllis, and Emilia all tried to leave.

But.

Phyllis heard an ominous metallic sound behind her.

It’s such a small sound that Laliel didn’t seem to notice, but Emilia let out a gasp as if she heard it.

‘I thought it would be so stupid…’

The sign of Alan approaching with his sword drawn from behind.

Phyllis sighed and placed her hand on the dagger hidden under her skirt.

When you think about it, that’s a good thing.

There must be more than justification for doing such a thing. Shall I kill you like this?

It was when I was thinking about that.

“Lightning Shock!!”

“Aagh!!”

Chang!

Along with the intense flashing light, Alan’s shrill scream.

Then the sound of a sword dropping was heard.

Anyway, when there was a loud noise, Riel turned around in surprise.

Phyllis also sneakily retrieved the hand she took for her dagger and turned around.

Lightning shock, low-class magic for suppression.

Alan, who had been hit by it and dropped her sword, sat down holding her numb hand in her seat.

And a girl who appeared between Alan and Riel and subdued him.

“Mister Alan! What are you doing?!”

Arya Owen stood there with her face bluish.