Mannen D-rank No Chuunen Boukensha, Yotta Ikioi De Densetsu No Ken Wo Hikkonuku

"Really, I'm sorry. I think I used it to turn you down."

After leaving the store, Krusche apologizes with regret.

Me and Aria tell him, "Never mind,"

"But you're surprised. I can't believe the princess came to solicit you immediately."

"How much do they like you?

Krusche grinned bitterly.

"Once before, I helped a princess who was in a bit of a dangerous situation in a dungeon. Since then, I've been invited to her unit..."

If you're the Princess's unit, you must have a lot of strength.

Then I don't have to wonder if I should subscribe - but I guess not.

The resumption of the meeting was also concluded and he returned to his dorm room.

When I split up with Krusche and go into the room, I immediately realize that.

"Letter?"

There was a letter dropping right under the door.

If you read inside wondering from whom and for what,

- Stay away from Her Royal Highness.

It was just written.

Simple words, but I felt a little cold in my spine at the dos black emotions put behind me.

There is no sender's name.

The name of the destination was written.

"It's for Krusche, isn't it?"

Apparently, you've got the wrong room.

But you can't just take this to Kruschet.

Besides, I feel like I've already gotten the same letter over and over again.

"Is this even if you refuse to join the unit? Well, it would be tough if I joined."

Sympathize.

Kursche shouldn't be anything wrong, but I'm sure he's had a lot of difficulty because the princess likes him.

Freshmen will be divided into five classes of around twenty - Class A to Class E - and will take classes.

They are sorted according to their entrance exam scores and "qualifications," but basically all the civilians were in E class.

Not only does this seem to be because of differences in status, but also because the aristocratic children who have been tutored and educated in brilliance since an early age are as different in their proficiency in study.

It would certainly be difficult and inefficient to teach students with very different amounts of knowledge.

Since sophomore year, a civilian or a martial officer says the class will be reorganized according to the desired path.

If the exam scores well at that time, even civilians may enter the same class as nobles, he said.

Class E learns in the first year, mainly, politics and history, geography, mathematics, military, etc.

If you are a nobleman, they all fall within the realm of upbringing.

Even civilians may be learning if they are wealthy merchants' houses.

"... I'm not at all"

If it's history or geography, I know it somewhat.

It is very fragmented because it has never been systematically learned, and there is a great chance that it may be remembered incorrectly.

According to Krusche, even a civilian class with a low starting point requires a class of nobility and a less-than-small proficiency at the time of graduation, and he's struggling, too?

He says it's much better to go for a martial officer than a civilian.

"If there's something I don't understand, I'll tell you."

I'm counting on you, Dr. Aria.

She also said she was learning from tutors when she was a little girl again.

Classes in seating begin fairly early in the morning and end in the morning.

Practical skills class from noon, but lunch before that.

I was on my way to the dining room with Aria.

"Hey, there woman"

Accidentally called to a halt, stopping his leg.

Looking back, a good-width boy walks over here with a pair that seems to be surrounding him.

Probably upper class.

"Its red hair. Aria said you defeated Lios on the entrance exam, right?

"Yes... but what about you?

"I'm Zeon. Count Saltra's second son."

Named Zeon, he had an atmosphere of nobility.

"Aria, do you know her?

"I know about the name of the Count Saltra family. But we don't know each other because our territory is far apart. Not to mention he's my second son... '

Count means second only to the Legarian family, which is the Marquis.

All of a sudden I came to my voice, so I wondered if I had any acquaintance with Aria, but not to mention the same nobleman, who said that there was little interaction when the territory was far away.

Zeon, the second son of the Earl family, said with great arms.

You, get in my unit.

Apparently, he's here to solicit Aria.

Exactly what Krusche said.

"I can't believe the civilians beat him, because some of the Maghre just overlapped, but the track record is still delicious."

Even so, what is this attitude?

You don't mind this circumstance, but the tone is as if you were ordering.

Naturally, Aria clearly indicated no.

"I refuse. We've already formed a unit."

"No way, this guy or something?

"Yes."

Zeon looks at me with a worthy gaze.

"You're an old man for a year."

Leave me alone.

"With that said, I heard there were old freshmen when I did it, but that's you. I hear strength is there too, but too much hatred and too many civilians lowers the product as a unit. That's right, I can't admit to membership."

No, I don't even want to be in a guy's unit like you over here.

And, at that time, it was Kruschet who just passed nearby.

He found us,

"Mr. Aria to Lucas? It's an odd encounter. We're going to have lunch."

As soon as I saw Zeon's face, I swallowed the next sentence and the grin snapped.

But I noticed that the change in the face of Zeon was much greater.

He smiles abominably and throws up without even trying to hide his grump.

"The disrespectful..."

Then Zeon stared at us and asked.

"You guys know this guy?