Academy Slave Instructor

112 – Equestrian Competition

Equestrian Competition

“That’s why Miss Mia is so angry that she still refuses to accept Asran’s apology.”

“Whoops, even if it were me, I think I’d be angry.”

Aria laughed lightly at Zeroa’s words.

Seeing her smile, Zeroa secretly squeezed her hand and said that this story worked.

Arya is popular in the academy, but she is so popular that no one approaches her.

So even though it’s been a while since her freshman came in, none of her juniors became close to her.

Since the freshman, who did not know where Arya was in the academy and approached with only her spirit, was dragged away by fanatics, everyone refused to approach her.

By the way, the freshman who was taken by the fanatics became an avid follower the next day and joined the group of fanatics.

Given this situation, Aria liked whenever Zeroa talked about Mia, her junior, and Zeroa liked her reaction, so most of the conversation between the two of them these days was Mia.

“I also want to see Miss Mia.”

“I’m always with you, so please come to Instructor Rai’s house.”

Terla, a female knight who escorts Aria around her as if she is present, shakes her head at Zeroa’s words, ‘always together’.

I’ve been watching this love story for a year and a half, but seeing these two frustrated people makes me feel like I’ve eaten a million sweet potatoes.

She honestly couldn’t understand why Aria-sama was spending time with a guy like this when she saw Zero Ah, who was not proud of anything.

However, none of them approach properly, and when they approach, the fanatics snatch them away before they even move, so the lady doesn’t have a love line with other guys.

Terla, a great knight and love story fanatic, is nothing short of a bummer, but she wishes her only candidate, Zeroa, would act more aggressively.

I was really looking forward to seeing Aria dating, such as a moving expression, blushing, holding her cheeks in embarrassment, twisting her body, preparing homemade food, writing a love letter, etc. Terla found this time unbearable.

Looking at the girl who is difficult to get along with because of her duke’s overprotectiveness, or her cowardly zero ah, who seems to do something but doesn’t do it, it makes her feel like she’s going to burst into a tantrum.

It was impossible to understand whether it was an academy, or an empire, or the world’s best lady, and talking about other women.

‘Even if you’re sentenced to death, they’ll say it first! The man has no kung, kong!’

If that actually happened, the duke would call her and she would be chastised for at least 10 years, but Terla, who was about to die from frustration, was shouting something that didn’t know if she was cheering or cursing Zeroa.

Zeroa, who has no way of knowing whether she does or not, continues her words with a sad face.

“Oh, since I went to march training, I’ll be back in three days. Miss Mia should have finished safely.”

“As much as Zeroa-kun worried about me, I will return safely.”

‘aaa!’

A man and a woman with a good mood sitting together on her bench under the light of street lamps on the dark academy street talked about another woman who was not there and sympathized with her.

Usually Zeroa leads the conversation and Aria answers, so a silence that cuts off the conversation often happens between the two.

He wasn’t a good talker either, so when there is a moment of silence, she gets nervous and uses her brain fully to figure out what to say, and Aria just sits quietly eating the food she bought outside.

‘Contest, contest, contest! What are you doing? It’s a competition tomorrow!’

It was Terla who sent telepathic messages that could not reach Zeroa, who was desperately looking for something to talk about.

“Ah! Now tomorrow is the tournament. Time flies, doesn’t it?”

As if her desperate cry had reached her, Zeroa brought up the story of her equestrian competition, and Aria took interest with her eyes shining.

Since she came to the academy, it was the time Aria hung out with the most academy students.

She

She likes it. She likes sweating and training, and she likes having a short conversation with Cuthbert and other students at the academy.

She trains together for a long time, and Aria, who has become a little friendly with her academy students, nods her head in anticipation.

“Yes, everyone worked so hard.”

“That’s right, it must be hard and busy, but so far, not a single member has been missed.”

‘Yeah yeahhhhh!!!!’

Seeing Aria, her eyes twinkling with anticipation, Terla shouted her cheers inside her and clenched her fists.

She

She applied for her escort mission just to see this expression, and she trained to vomit her blood to beat her formidable competitors.

Terla, who quickly changed into a solemn expression when the two tried to look back at the action too big, met them a beat late.

“Do you need anything? Miss.”

“… No. Nothing.”

The two of them tilted their eyes, looked away, and talked.

Conversation blooms about things that happened during training, such as Cuthbert’s foolish behavior and other academy students’ compliments.

Aria, who seemed a little excited, spoke aggressively without realizing it, and Zeroa naturally accepted her words.

That day, we talked for a much longer time than usual, and the two of us continued to talk until we woke up tomorrow to adjust our condition.

Looking at them, Terla runs her finger over her nose and smiles happily.

* * *

Saint Philaretus.

This is the official name of the equestrian competition organized by the Academy.

It looks like there is something, but in fact it doesn’t mean much. When the contest first started in the past, the Philaretos family made the most donations, and the head of the academy just put the family’s name on the contest to flatter him.

It happened in the early days of the academy, and the Philaretos family has long since disappeared, but the name remains as a competition and continues to live on.

“Raicang! Here you are!”

Sasset approaches Lai, raising her hand as if to welcome her.

“What, how did you know?”

“How did you know? Just looking at it, it’s a lycan. What are sunglasses and a beard? Was there a masquerade or something?”

Ray’s sunglasses and beard look suspicious.

Pilaretos is one of the few events at the academy that is open to the outside world.

Even if it is open, it is not completely open as only those related to academy students can enter.

The families of the academy students usually come to see how much they have grown and have time to talk with the instructors.

Some of the academy students’ families knew Rai by face, like Se-Seth’s grandfather, so he had to dress up.

Since the instructor in charge couldn’t be away, she couldn’t openly dress up as a woman or change her appearance.

“Did you put on a beard? It’s natural.”

“I like hair growth products these days.

Rai cut off her arm that was trying to pull her beard and straightened her clothes.

“So, who bet?”

It doesn’t matter to Sessett whether Rai does something suspicious.

She only cares about betting to predict the winner.

“Diana for the short distance, Delia for the medium distance, C class for the 10-person team event, and I didn’t walk the rest because it was ambiguous.”

“Oh my God. The team competition is class C?”

As the instructor in charge of class A, she predicts the victory of class C. In addition, the 10-person small-scale cavalry match is a competition in which three sets also participate as coaches.

Though he says it as if he is disappointed, he leans back again after calculating the calculations in his head.

“Doesn’t class D have a chance?”

“You son of a b*tch, I have no intention of winning.”

“Ehehehe- If we won with just a little over a month of practice, does that make sense? Did they not do it and only we tried? Cast.”

Even three sets did not expect to win the 10-man team event.

Her predictions are bound to be more accurate because she constantly compared the strengths of the other classes while preparing for her group exhibition.

‘Why are all these bastards coming to the team event?’

It’s not that I didn’t think about winning.

In examining the strength of the other classes participating in the team competition, there was a huge difference in individual skills.

Typically, Violet was in Class C, and Sojeta was in Class D.

The one-two punch of millennium equipment is both included in the small team exhibition members.

At least, Violet was an idiot, so she couldn’t ride a horse. Sojeta was a pretty good horse rider, so three three predicted class D’s victory early on.

No matter how well you plan your strategy, if those two come out to the front and swing their swords, at least four people will do their part. The power difference was too great.

Except for Aria, Class A, whose skills were below average, had no hope of winning.

“The C class strategy is killing me. It’s a custom strategy that uses Violet 100%.”

“Is that so? I haven’t seen Violet do anything during practice.”

“I know when I see it.”

After hearing Rai’s words, Sesset pondered for a while and then went to make a bet with her.

She, of course, bet Class C to win the small team event.

While the two talked about betting, Zeroa was frozen and unable to do anything.

“Uh… Hey…?”

In spite of Zeroa’s question, the middle-aged man stared at him with eyes telling him to shut up.

The dignified eyes made the timid Zeroa quiet, and the middle-aged circling around him and looking around.

Zeroa glances at the middle-aged man who approaches without saying a word and examines his body.

At a glance, the clothes made of high-quality fabric and the ornaments are also sophisticated. The well-trimmed mustache was perfect, as if not allowing an inch to protrude, and the thick eyebrows seemed to speak of his temper.

There are only four escorts around middle-aged people.

Zeroa doesn’t show any energy, but just by standing there, she notices how far-out their skills are and gets nervous.

Rye and Bright are at the top of all the people he’s been through in his short life.

Ray witnessed the ridiculous skills with his own two eyes, and Bright chased after Rai and showed incredible magic skills.

It could be said that Zeroa didn’t have much experience as a strong player, since the ones directly below them were school students like Violet and Sojeta, but the four people standing here ranked just below Lie and Bright just by standing.

I wondered who the hell was it to be able to use these people as limbs, but at the same time, I didn’t know why they were doing this to me, so my fears grew.

The middle-aged carefully examines Zeroa.

Sometimes they face each other closely and stare at them, or they crouch down and look at their clothes.

When she crouched down with her legs spread wide and looked up, she looked so bad that I even imagined Rai.

“Tsk, failed.”

The middle-aged frowns and shakes his head.

Aria hurriedly runs in while Zeroa, who doesn’t know what it means to be unqualified, is staring at it.

Her middle-aged and zero-ah both make her face that they are happy to see her, but her aria clings to her middle-aged with her blushing face.

“Oh- Aria, of course this… Ah, ah? Why? Why, why?”

Arya wordlessly punches her middle-aged man in the shoulder and pushes him away.

Isn’t it definitely a warrior?

The four people who were escorting the middle-aged keep their distance by moving as much as the middle-aged is being pushed back, without any change in their facial expressions.

Someone approaches and talks to Zeroa, who has been watching Arya and middle-aged people away from each other.

“I’m sorry, Zeroa-kun. He misses you so much.”

“Huh? Uh… Uh- who is he…?”

“Oh, could it be that you didn’t even introduce yourself?”

The lady who spoke to Zeroa covered her mouth as if she was surprised.

It was the first time seeing the lady full of grace, but Zeroa knew who she was at once from her familiar appearance.

The dark blue hair that seemed to embrace the night sky was not a color that could be seen often.

However, Zeroa is a familiar color through Aria.

“I’m Illyana Shane Brickville. Please forgive my boyfriend, Andres Shane Brickville, for being rude.”

Illyana lifts her skirt slightly and bows her head to apologize.

When Arya’s mother, the Duchess, bows her head, Zeroa panics and panics.

“Oh, no! Uh, that, ah, Miss Arya’s…”

“Yes, Arya is my daughter. Thanks for being friendly with her lackey girlie, Mr. Zero.”

“No, I-I’m a commoner, so feel free to say it…”

“Hey, dude! Come to your work!”

Andres shouts at Zeroa from behind, but Arya blocks his mouth and pushes him further back.

“I don’t care what he says. He’s jealous of her daughter and close friend Zero.”

From noble mtl dot com

“Yes, yes…”

Who wouldn’t mind hearing that the Duke is jealous in the Empire?

In particular, the Duke of Brickville is the most powerful of the few dukes.

Even the emperor’s children could not ignore his words, but there was no way that Zeroa’s heart would be at ease.

With her face blushing from her embarrassment, seeing Arya struggling to push her father away, Illyana turned her gaze back to Zeroa with her chuckle.

Her gaze was not one of ignoring Zeroa as a commoner.

Her warm and gentle gaze made Zero know what she was saying.

“Zeroa-kun.”

Zeroa raised her head as if possessed by Illyana’s call.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Yes… I’m fine.”

“Please continue to be close to my daughter. I don’t know how worried she was after sending her to the academy because she doesn’t know how to make friends. But I’m glad that Zeroa-kun is here.”

“No, I’m… Just… In the same class…”

Zeroa touches the back of her head as if she is shy.

From afar, I can hear Andreth’s cry that I will enter the school and be in the same class, but it doesn’t seem to reach the two of them.

Illyana smiled at the timid but kind-looking young man.