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Saydran Royal Academy (2)

Chris wandered around the academy, learning geography and trying to spot suspicious facilities.

Of course, finding the Black Flag lab wasn’t so easy.

No matter how much it is an academy for imparting knowledge, wizards are basically a gloomy and closed race.

So even professors will try to hide their research completely.

It’s not that I can’t see the suspicious guys, but there are too many suspicious guys, so I can’t search.

I knew it would be difficult to catch them by their tails, but I foresee a delay because of this.

Chris sighed at the unexpected difficulty, gave up the search halfway through, and decided to take a leisurely walk.

There was a class that all faculties took in common, but even so, it was less than half of all subjects.

So, the buildings of each faculty had a structure that was far from each other.

This place feels more like a university than a middle school or high school.

Near the buildings of the Faculty of Magic, besides Chris, many freshmen were wandering around with expectant eyes.

The seniors, who have a little bit of leisure, look at them and smile softly.

If even half of the notoriety of the academy Chris entered was true, it wouldn’t take long for the freshmen’s faces to turn into tears.

Some impatient students were already trying to make friends with the children of prestigious families.

But in vain.

The promotion exam at Seidran Royal Academy is famous for being very difficult.

The promotion rate of freshmen is 50%, and the graduation rate is less than 20%.

This is true even though students are screened and accepted through the high-difficulty entrance exam.

At best, Chris, who is at the level of a genius, will have to put all his energy into his studies in order not to be kicked out of this academy.

It is also not acceptable to hang out with others and reveal your true identity.

So Chris distanced himself slightly from his classmates who approached him.

‘Sayde is the second son of High Sword, the pillar of the royal family. I don’t think they’ll cling to me so tenaciously.’

Based on his family’s strength, he was likely to be in the top 3 magic departments, but even so, he was the second son who could not inherit the estate.

The eldest son of High Sword is famous for being an excellent swordsman and a longevity, so it can be said that there is nothing worthy of the second son’s turn.

Contrary to Chris’ expectations, however, the freshmen in the Faculty of Magic clung to him to the point of looking a little bit nauseous.

It’s quite impressive to see a commoner and an aristocrat run at him regardless.

When Chris heard their identity over his shoulder, he realized he was wrong.

‘Hmm? for a moment. Looking at it now, I guess I was one of the best guys in this academy.’

Even though Raiden, who is Chris’ disguise, is not the eldest son, but the second son… … .

The eldest sons do not come to these academies in the first place.

No matter how prestigious the royal family is, it is much better for the eldest sons who inherit the estate to remain in their hometown and learn how to manage the estate rather than attending an academy.

For this reason, if he was the second son of a prestigious family, he was in the upper ranks compared to the royal students of Seid.

It’s because he didn’t inherit the estate like the eldest son, the second son can also inherit the property without regret.

Especially if it is a child who is loved enough to be sent to an expensive academy like the royal family.

To think that there were so many people like parasites in Seidran, which had a reputation for having difficult entrance exams.

Chris sighed and hurriedly left the room.

Princess Rosefeld, who is in a similar situation, does not seem to have come out of the dorm at all.

Chris, who somehow finished his first night at the academy, woke up early the next morning, washed his face, and had a meal.

No matter how aristocratic the students were, it was a little bit like bringing meals to the dorm, but the meals were served in a separate dining room.

Still, perhaps because the name is a royal academy, they don’t eat in close proximity like schools or the military on Earth.

He was thankful for being freed from those who clung to him like horse fleas for a while, and while enjoying a leisurely meal, he met the weed girl he had met on the day of the entrance ceremony.

Still wearing tattered clothes, she subtly showed her excitement and enjoyed a fulfilling meal time.

Unlike when we met at the flower bed, there wasn’t any dirt on her face, so her face was acceptable.

It might have looked prettier if the food on the table hadn’t been shoveled into it.

The weed girl, who was enjoying her meal more than anyone else, blushed when she noticed the gaze towards her belatedly.

After roughly filling his stomach, Chris got up and headed to the classroom.

The food in the cafeteria was very good.

It was a very enjoyable meal for Chris, who had been traveling and eating casually.

If he didn’t have to disguise himself as High Sword’s second son, he might have eaten like a weed girl.

The first class at the academy is magic theory.

The person who came in as an instructor was a man with a pale impression.

He said it without even introducing himself, with a voice and expression without a hint of laughter.

“Then let’s start class. Everyone, please open your textbooks.”

Chris hurriedly opened the textbook and started listening to the class.

However, like the other students, he soon developed an absurd expression.

There was nothing to criticize the professor’s skill.

As much as it is said to be the best academy on the continent, the instructors are of course the highest level.

The problem is the pace of class.

Assuming that Chris’ progress in learning magic from Elgar’s handmaidens is 1, this instructor will make about 3 in the same amount of time.

Is this normal in Seidran?

The students in the classroom tried to keep up with the class, forgetting to even complain.

Around the end of the two hours that seemed like eternity.

Cold sweat ran down Chris’ back.

I was able to follow through thanks to the preparations that I had made to die, but this is dangerous.

If you don’t concentrate on your studies, it’s obvious that such criminals will quickly fall out.

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Most of the other students’ reactions were the same.

If it was a normal academy, I would give out a diploma to the noble students, even for the sake of face… … .

This is Seidran Royal.

If you do not pass the exam, which is given twice per semester, as well as earning enough credits, you will be expelled.

Instead, the royal diploma of Sade was nothing compared to that of other academies.

But that’s a story when you can graduate.

As if Seid was no exception to this tight standard, Princess Rosefeld, who was sitting in the seat in front of Chris, could be seen trembling slightly.

After belatedly realizing the level of the academy, the students walk like corpses into the next classroom.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t comfortably take the next class or the next one.

The anxiety felt by the students was not an illusion.

‘A horn that found a black flag. If I don’t study right away, I’ll be expelled from the first exam.’

It is said that the magic side has accumulated knowledge in advance, but in basic subjects such as history and foreign languages, there is no choice but to run faster than others.

Is it fortunate that there is some flexibility in the test at the academy?

The overall difficulty is high, but if the score of the main job, magic, is overwhelming, the other things can be a little lower.

From that day on, Chris put off the search for the black flag and began to focus all his energy on studying.

If he fails the exam and is expelled, Elgar may kill him.

Fortunately, the magic of absorption has worked well without any problems so far.

In addition, among the general education subjects that all students learn by default, there was basic swordsmanship.

Chris was disguised as the second son of High Sword, a master of swordsmanship, so it would be okay to get a high score.

His rivals, students from the Faculty of Magic, did not put much effort into swordsmanship.

As a mercenary, Chris, who went through countless real battles, showed an overwhelming figure among swordsman novices.

Teachers and classmates reacted to his skill as a high sword, but he chewed his tongue inwardly.

‘It’s so different because I’m a 13-year-old… Even if I supplement my strength with magic, I’m short and my limbs are short, so I can run a lot.’

If he practiced swordsmanship in this state, he would not be able to pay even half of his usual skills.

No matter how much mana is used, it is ultimately a martial art, so it cannot be free from physical limitations.

Still, thanks to the tough classes, many of the classmates who had been sticking to him for the name of the high sword had fallen out.

The only ones who still approach him are the brave ones who are prepared to be expelled.

If he was going to be expelled anyway, he probably wanted to build friendships with high-ranking nobles before that.

Time passed quickly, and it was the first weekend after entering the academy.

Chris had devoted an entire week to his studies, but the thought of relaxing on the weekend was inconceivable.

He had to study really desperately as he was already a genius and his head was hardened as he got older.

Even during the entrance ceremony, I was looking forward to a school youth drama like a first-year college student.

What really welcomes him is studying hell.

Chris, who left the room to have a simple breakfast, encountered an unexpected sight around the hostel.

Subtle smoke is rising from the back of the inn where people rarely pass by.

I thought it might have been a fire, but I don’t think it was because the smoke wasn’t very acrid.

“Whoa, whoa… … .”

Where I hurriedly moved, there was a courteous weed girl.

Unlike the other students, she showed considerable leeway in her studies and was lighting a fire with a very serious expression.

Looking closely, it seems that they are using magic to clear the smoke.

What you see next to the improvised bonfire are a small pot, water, and edible plants that you have picked up before.

As Chris stood there blankly at the ghastly sight, she greeted him first, just like the last time.

“ah… Oh, hello. You are Raiden High Sword, right? Did smoke get into the room?”

“It’s not like that, what are you doing?”

I don’t know why, but the composition is similar to last time.

When she responded by showing him putting a pot of grass on top of the fire, Chris’s frozen head regained his ability to think.

“It’s okay to eat these grasses raw, but they taste better when you make them into a soup.”

“ah… … .”

What came out of Chris’ mouth was not agreement, but more like lamentation, but the weed girl didn’t care.

On weekends when there are no classes, the academy cafeteria is closed.

Because of this, students used to settle for meals at shops near the academy.

It is said that this method is secretly well-received because it instills a proper sense of money in aristocratic students.

However, the weed girl in front of her doesn’t seem to have money to buy a piece of bread.

Seeing what they do, they seem to be at the height of frugality rather than spending money sparingly, so why do they live like this?

In Chris’s head, the course of her life passed roughly.

‘It seems like there are four or five younger siblings at home. My father always drinks, and my mother must have been sick before.’

If it weren’t for that, there would be no place for a commoner to waste the academy’s enormous scholarship.

Chris left the weed girl and went out of the academy to eat freshly made bread.

As he was about to return to his inn, he imagined her eating grass porridge, then sighed and bought another loaf of bread.

It’s not like other people’s work because I remember the time when I was starving myself.

‘If left alone, it might burn down the dormitory.’

Justifying her actions like that, she handed the bread to the weed girl who was about to pour her first drink.

In my heart, I wanted to give him money, but his long experience stopped him.

You could get stabbed in the back if you gave cash to this guy.

After receiving the warm bread, she greeted Chris with a look almost crying.

She ate it bit by bit and trembled with emotion.

He was a guy with a quick reaction and a taste for helping.

Chris threw the pot of porridge she was secretly trying to get into the sewer and issued a celebratory order.

“Go now. Don’t light a fire in the back of the dorm. Then you will be expelled.”

“Where is Raiden-sama going?”

She hurriedly threw the bread down her throat and asked.

Chris had experienced various types of approaches at this academy, but this was the first time he had ever seen someone so blatantly reveal his desires.

But compared to other people, I feel pure, so it’s not too unpleasant.

He paused for a moment as he spoke.

“I’m going to the library to study… for a moment! Were you the head of our department?”

A strange thought popped into Chris’s head.

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Maybe there’s a way to get the price of the bread from before.