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“ ……! ”

When he entered the classroom, he was drawn to an apparent interest that was not comparable to the street.

Students who had come in advance and shared stories with Judas were silent as if they had made an appointment, and stared at him dead until he went to his seat.

As usual, Baikal, who looked closely at the White Crown Prince sitting next to him, hesitated to catch his ribs, whether he should talk or not.

I was curious because I was a prince who attended every class since that incident, but somehow it was difficult to speak naturally.

Moreover, the attention of all students was now focused.

I felt like I was deliberately sticking my horse to stand in line for no reason, so Baikal couldn't even close his mouth.

Such a warm voice was heard in his ears as at other times.

“Good morning, Baikal. ”

“…… Yes? ”

Turning to his stupid face without my knowledge, Baikal stares at Judas and wriggles his eyes.

“In the meantime, do you have a good class? ”

“…… Huh? Oh, yeah. Well, well... ”

“What a sincere labyrinth. Argh.”

Looking at Judas, who smiled happily, Baikal lowered his head in embarrassment and looked at the desk.

Weikal, who was counting the waves of luxurious timber, flinched his shoulders at the words that followed.

“You helped me with this. ”

“No, I didn't mean to do much. ”

“The first thing he noticed was that he called the guards. He also informed Edan of the situation, and he also testified at the trial. ”

“That.”

Baikal somehow becomes more embarrassed and scratches his head.

“Haah, you can't defile The Lubach's pride there. Honestly, I thought they were gonna do something, but there's something wrong with me that didn't stop them. I'm sorry about that. ”

It was a neat apology. As young as he was, he was honest and upright in doing what he thought was right.

Sometimes it became abusive and led to inappropriate behavior, but at least he was always the one who was responsible.

In the meantime, Judas, who was approximating the Holy Spirit of Baikal, shook his head gently.

“It is true, though, that you have been a great help to me. Thank you, Baikal. I'm sorry I'm late. ”

Baikal loses his word on what to say at the moment.

It was also one of those who ignored the prince. No, rather, many people openly disparaged him or laughed at him because of his sincere Holy Spirit.

It was only when he began to shine a little light that he began to be treated properly.

As a Baikal who knew his attitude well, he could not accept Judas' gratitude.

Not only did he act decisively like this, but he was also part of the group that isolated and ignored the White Crown Prince.

Baikal hesitates. He tries to answer Moora, but someone gets in between them.

“Hello, Judas. ”

It was precisely this attitude that only Judas was interested in.

A boy with a cool, tall and circumferential impression on his common yellow head in the Empire looked at Judas and smiled freshly.

“My name is Marzen. Hey, are you feeling okay? ”

Marcen Hash, 16 years old. It's Earl Hash's car. I guess I'm used to hanging out with high-profile characters. Unlike a good impression, he's a man with a high ambition for power.

Sitting on Judas' shoulders, Uni shook his legs and briefed him.

Judas, who looked back at Marzen, who was still single without even knowing it, slowly opened his mouth.

“Come on, it's not that worrying. ”

“In fact, I witnessed Judas and Cristina sink into the lake together and testified to the guard at the time. I was worried because you fell suddenly..... ”

Marcen looks at Judas again and speaks with a smile, as if he is really worried.

“I'm glad you're okay here. ”

“ ……. ”

Judas stares at him without answering.

The expression was still soft, but the unreadable gold eye was still facing Marzen.

Faced with his eyes, Marzen sweats coldly over his smiling face.

‘…… You are the prince who has been hiding his claws perfectly so far. It's not gonna be easy. This? ’

It was not just the power to deal with the natural world spirits.

Not only that, but it must also be unusual to conceal yourself and determine your opponent's capabilities.

In Marzen's eyes, who was primarily dealing with high-ranking figures, the White Emperor was quite a giant among the giants.

If he grew up like this, he would definitely be crowned prince and king.

Marzen fills his tongue.

Too big a bowl is difficult. It was easy to shake him by holding him until he had a moderate loophole.

At least if there was a gap between the diggers, it was the age of the prince.

I was still 12 years old, but I was lucky because I was too young to be able to open my mind, no matter how mature and brilliant I was.

Teachers came in as they fell into their minds. Marzen bows his head towards the prince and returns to his position.

Even at the beginning of the class, attention was focused on Judas.

The students watched with interest in his daily life.

In the case of the teacher, I watched him in a different sense. Originally, all of Lubach's teachers were watching him in Amri, the First Prince.

The Lubach Institute was forced to pay attention to the best talent school established in the Lubarzan Empire, a lineage of leaders, of course.

Even if not openly, the teachers who always regretted the imperial unsupportive behavior kept an eye on the situation with a complex mind.

It was good until the prince finally revealed his talent and spread his wings brilliantly.

However, the problem was anxious that 'everything he has shown so far cannot be false’.

It was certainly a great thing to hide his talent and excellent intellect.

However, to this day, when the Emperor was 12 years old, he did not make contact with anyone and did not raise forces.

It was an element of anxiety whether he could raise his forces with proper judgment and embrace them and reign in the crowd like a moth.

In short, the first prince, who had been thoroughly isolated, was inevitably vulnerable to human relations.

Leaving behind her abilities, Lubach's teachers were worried about whether she would not be marooned by evil noble children and raised like puppets.

As worryingly as it was, at the end of the class, the students decided and rushed to Prince Urr.

“Th..... ”

“Hello, Judas! ”

“Are there two kinds of spirits you were dealing with: water and wind? I heard it was amazing then! ”

Looking back at Judas, who was next to him, Baikal, who was about to pass on words he had not said before, was blocked by the crowd and buried.

In an instant, the vicar, pushed back by the surrounding students, awkwardly scratched his back neck.

“... ha, damn it. I can't even apologize to you anymore. ”

Judas, who was surrounded by students, did not respond to a word that came from everywhere.

His expression was not so soft, but he did not react to anyone like this, so the students began to get tired.

For the prince, who had been ignored and subject to ridicule, there were some who saw the contradictory situation competing to get the attention of each other and who remained without getting involved and watched with interesting eyes.

Then Judas calmly opened his mouth.

“Stop.”

Phew

In short, the classroom, which was as noisy as a market barrel, was covered statically.

With their mouths shut and their silence so well guarded that they were frightened, the students stared at Judas flawlessly.

He stood up, smiling, holding a book.

“You're going to be late for your next class. If you have a story to tell, come back after class. I'm going to be relaxed. ”

As he slowly moved, the group of students who surrounded him split up.

It was certainly a soft tone, but there was something hard to resist.

Judas, who naturally passed by them, left the classroom as it was.

Edan walked behind Judas and tried to guess his inner self.

‘No matter how intelligent you are, many people will suddenly be disillusioned by changing their attitude..... You must be frustrated. ’

It was outrageous and absurd in his view, and the party was thinking of dying.

Edan chases after him without saying anything with his worrying eyes mixed.

I didn't know how to console myself, but in my experience, I felt I needed time to organize my thoughts on my own.

Then Judas turns his head slightly and looks back at him.

“Do you have any concerns? That's not a look. ”

“... my face? ”

Edan raises his hand to the ice and sweeps my face.

He used to hear that there was always no change in his face.

Even now, I don't have to look like this.

Edan swallows his sighs as if he had lost in clear gold that seemed to penetrate him without filtration.

Rather, the prince, who was worried, looked at him with a firm eye, without a single shaking of his teeth.

Only after checking out the smiling purchase did Edan realize that he was worrying in vain.

‘Yes, he is. ’

Judas' strength went beyond being special.

If it was enough to see others' reactions and shake, it would collapse instantly.

Edan admired his strength but felt sorry for him on the other hand.

It was like saying that being grave about people's reactions was, perhaps, basically not expected.

I don't care if any reaction comes back. There is no expectation, so there is no disappointment.

That meant that no one had ever seen what the White Crown could expect.

I couldn't blame someone for what he did.

Even so, it was like seeing a seasoned adult who had gone through all the prenatal care.

Even now, in the first place, students seemed to be expecting to change their attitudes.

I can't believe I'm a 12-year-old boy now.

“I want to ask you something. ”

“Hmm?”

“This is a question that I would like to ask to Her Majesty, not to study. ”

It was two people in Lubach's uniform, but at this moment they could not see each other as students.

Edan stands at the same time as he asks and stands in a sperm position and looks at Judas.

Judas also turned around, stopping to walk.

Edan, facing the clear gold lining, slightly bowed his head and gave him an example.

“Your Majesty, what monarch do you want to be? ”

“... a monarch. ”

In the first place, other options were questions that were not borne in mind.

Judas, who once followed his words, laughed bitterly.

Edan wasn't wrong.

Judas was the first emperor and the only one of the empire's three emperors to be born with a red barrel that symbolizes the empire.

It was not the weight that I could put down simply by stirring my own hands.

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It's hard to guarantee the exact number of completions. ◗ ◗ ◗

The only thing that's certain is that it's going to be a feature film...

By the way, where do you happen to have a daily event rather burdensome in your readership (?) I've seen stories that can be frustrating. I would like to know how the readers of Igret are doing.

I don't know if you like to keep up the daily life like this.

Or do you prefer to stick around three times a week to set the day... heh.

In fact, I don't think you're going to be so burdened because the dose per side is short. Heh;

So I'll see you tomorrow at this time.

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(This article was last modified on 01/10/2016) Comments and author reviews may not be consistent with this content as they have been combined with dose adjustments.)