Egret

Argh!

A training wand rolls on the floor with a rumbling sound.

It wasn't so hard to hit, but Judas couldn't stand a single blow. The wand was missed, and the palm of his hand was blackened and swollen red.

“Oh my! Are you okay? ”

The teacher Meiran to see Judas' comfort in Burinake. Even if it sucks, Judas was the first prince of the Empire. I was forced to be sensitive even to a slight wound.

Teachers were not the only ones who were hovering around.

"Greg, are you sick? Huh? That human dared to kill Igrett.

“…… Haha. ”

Judas grips her palms and smiles in distress.

Edan's eyes may be invisible, but he is staring at him with a furious uni. Then he flew into the palm of his hand and wept.

Igret…….

“That's it, won't hurt much. ”

“But we have to stop practicing. I'll give you an ice bag so you can sit with your hands on it. ”

Mayran, who catches a murmur from the spirit, slightly shrugs Judas' shoulders.

Judas sat in one corner with a pouch of ice on his swollen palm.

Edan's empty practice opponent was led by his teacher, Mayran.

“Edan, you said you were a freshman. Apparently, you're a martial arts expert. Why did you choose a suture? ”

“…… to familiarize yourself with the sense of handling armor. ”

“Isn't it because you don't have anything to learn from the sword class anymore? ”

“I don't brag like that. However..... ”

Edan did not react significantly to the teacher's provocation. He merely expressed his views to her in a rational manner.

“I just want to add perfection to my sword. ”

Whirlich, Tak!

Meyran's eyes widen as he speaks perfectly and sees Edan holding the wand.

‘Definitely an armed family. In the meantime, you've already mastered the principle. ’

Lubach's teachers receive information from all students' families and origin.

I need to know the background to grow sprouts.

The majority of students reveal their qualities according to where they come from. In some cases, it was up to each teacher to determine which was more talented.

In Edan's case, it was a thorough electron.

“The quest for perfection is accepted as a student. By the way."

Mayran lightly strikes Edan's rod that is being stabbed. And unlike the usual practice, he hooked up and went in and aimed for his abdomen.

Nolan Edan hurriedly lifts the wand and stops it, but the wand bounces up like a spring and hits his back.

Puck!

The sound of a pretty big blow echoes, and Edan howls. But I didn't let go of my wand until the end. Mayran looked at it and smiled.

“You see? You better watch your back. The weapon is different from the sword. ”

At the end of the class, students crowded around Edan.

The teacher's name, Edan, was short, but not Lubach's familiar attitude to what he showed, and his black hair, his black eyes, could not infer his identity.

“Hello, freshman. ”

“I've never seen a class that stopped Dr. Meyran's assault. It must have been hard for the seniors to react! ”

“You must be the Hayes. ”

Ethan Hay.

Double Mountains of the Empire side by side with the Delphia family. In other words, it was the sound of the Duke Master. The swordsmanship handed down by the family is known as the pride of the Empire. The fact alone brought the majority of students closer to him with hope.

“Hmm.”

Judas, who was less toxic than them, could not even get close.

Judas, who wanted to cross the greeting, scratched his chin and turned around. It was because I didn't have the strength to pass through wagle-wagle crowded children, nor did I feel the need to do so.

Unlike himself, Judas walked slowly behind Edan, who had been welcomed by everyone since the first day of admission.

This was the end of Judas's work today, whose body was weak and could not set a timetable beyond that.

Judas, who had left the gym, lifted his head and looked up at the late afternoon sky with no evening sunset yet.

“…… Somehow, nothing has changed. I am.”

What's wrong, Greg? Is it because your hand hurts?

“Oh, my God, Uni. You still care? Hands are fine."

Judas stretched out his palms and saw a lot of swelling sinking.

Uni sat down on it and looked up at Judas.

But I don't have a good look.

“…… am I? Or so. Huh.. This is a headline, too. ”

What the hell is wrong with you?

“This is why nothing has changed at all. ”

Judas moves slowly with the uni on his palm.

Afternoon classes ended and students traveling for evening classes, resting time, or returning home like themselves were spotted everywhere.

He was a similar age in the same uniform, but no one knew of Judas.

"Maybe it's because I don't know?

Uni said with her fingers, twisting her green hair. Judas said that, huh? and blinked.

“Because I don't know? Maybe so. People used to be wary of unfamiliar beings. ”

"Of course. If anyone finds out you're a human being, they'll have to love you. Just like we did.

Someday it was sundown.

The next day, Baikal confronted Judas without a doubt.

This time it was history time, not economics, because of the overlap of their classroom paths. It was a fact that I knew anyway, so it wasn't surprising.

However, there was one variable that was not expected at all as a bicycle.

“Good morning. You always seem to be traveling together. ”

Oddly enough, Judas said hello first. Baikal, who had never thought he would receive a greeting from him before, looked as ridiculous as the crowd around him.

“I often have overlapping classes, so I ask you to look forward to them. ”

“What..... ”

Bikal, who almost made a pair of sounds towards the prince at the end of the day, closes his mouth with reason.

Judas' relaxed expression made him more upset. Baikal sleeps with Zoso.

“Ha! I think Judas is mistaken. And if you take the same class, you get the idea that it's going to be the same. ”

“Huh? I didn't say that. ”

“Should I be clear? Don't you think you're looking at history too much? If you are absent more often than not, you will not be able to follow this lesson properly. I would encourage you to go back and apply for withdrawal immediately. ”

Kick.

The students who were watching turned their heads and burst into laughter. Obviously it was a sloppy word.

Even if he was a prince, he was a student at the Lubach Academy. Even if I acknowledged that noble lineage and honored it, I didn't need to be forced to admit it until I had terrible qualities.

Who recognizes a prince who falls and is absent? It was a prince who had never done anything right.

It's a natural scent. I tried like a doll, but it didn't cover up the great guilt of the Emperor White.

“ ……. ”

Judas is just a long way away, so he looks at Baikal. Faced with a veil of gold that contained no resentment or resentment, Baikal turned his back on him, kicking Chet's tongue.

At the end of the day, the incoming teacher called in attendance, and the class began.

Judas' anomalous behavior, which seemed to end with it, continued for some time. I have been greeting and speaking constantly as if I had never been questioned.

It wasn't just about silk baikal. Judas greeted every student he encountered on a daily basis.

There was no way to lose that smile despite the untoward reaction. It was indeed a relentless operation.

A week later, there was no one who knew Judas.

In the meantime, if it was known for its poor presence, there were two ways in which students reacted to Judas' behavior, revealing their presence so overwhelmingly now.

Accept him appropriately and re-observe him, still disdainful and ignore him. The latter was the majority, rather than the former.

One of them, Edan, who belonged to a minority, glanced down at Judas, who had attended a sewing class without hesitation.

Judas, confident in holding the baton, looks up at him with a smile.

“In the meantime, I've worked hard on my arm strength training. It's gonna be a little different today. ”

Without shouting loudly, Judas stumbles and misses the wand.

Having placed an ice bag on his knees as well as his hands, he smiles at Edan as if he were sorry.

Edan raises his hand in the sense that he doesn't care, and continues to practice with teacher Meyran.

It's been a week since I've sustained this pattern.

Unlike other classes, a live-centric suture was scheduled every afternoon.

Certainly it will help improve fitness rather than just breathing, but sewing skills have not made much progress.

Swinging the wand didn't even stop the scheduled hit properly, so it couldn't be a practice.

Judas, however, put his teachings into his head.

He could not use it because of his physical limitations, but combined with the knowledge of courtesy that he had originally known, he was theoretically perfecting the suture.

Supported by the stamina you can actually use, I didn't even know that Meiran taught me how to perform well.

“…… It's like food in a horseradish. ”

Judas smiles as he clenches his fist.

It was no different than a fairy tale fox not eating food in a long hoary bottle.

It was a pity that I couldn't use it even though I had knowledge.

Anyway, Judas was satisfied that he could learn it. He lived a life he was called a modern sage, but there was still endless knowledge he did not know.

It was 92 years of life. It was a long time to enjoy as a human being, but it was a short time to awaken all the knowledge and insights of the world.

Even though he was called a modern sage, Judas never agreed to the title.

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