Chapter 9 — Challenge [1]
The entrance ceremony ended faster than I thought.
It started at nine and was over in just twenty minutes, after which they began dismissing the students.
'As expected of the Headmaster.'
The Headmaster of this academy was known to be a man of few words.
True to that setting, even in the game, his lines were overwhelmingly fewer compared to other characters.
And now that I saw him in person, he really was the taciturn type, just as described.
'Headmaster Dilug. I'll have to meet him privately one day.'
If I truly walked the path of success, I'd inevitably see him at least once before graduation—whether I wanted to or not.
And when that time came, I needed to make a good impression.
Though he looked like a quiet old man, he possessed remarkable skill and a vast network of connections.
'He even has ties with people from the underworld. I might need those connections someday.'
Anyway, he was someone it wouldn't hurt to stay on good terms with.
Well, setting that aside.
'…Where exactly is my classroom?'
After the entrance ceremony, the students were told to find their assigned classrooms.
I was among them.
'The academy really is huge.'
Lysquare Academy, located in the capital of the Arium Empire.
Though the Empire had numerous academies, Lysquare was the largest and most well-equipped among them.
However, despite its scale, the number of new students accepted each year was quite small.
'Ninety students per grade. Three classes with thirty students each.'
I knew that well from having raised dozens of characters in Lysquare Academy throughout the game.
If I remembered correctly, each class had around ten nobles and twenty commoners.
'That was usually the ratio. All first, second, and third-year classes had thirty students, with nobles and commoners divided roughly like that.'
But, as always, there were exceptions.
First Year, Class One.
If memory served me right, that class didn't even have five nobles.
Of course, there was a valid reason for that.
But right now, that reason wasn't the important part…
'The problem is that I'm in Class One.'
A few minutes ago, right after the ceremony ended, I learned which class I'd been placed in through a teacher's guidance.
'Class One. So it's really Class One, huh….'
No matter how much I thought about it, this Alex Vanehart person was strange.
I had visited First Year, Class One multiple times while playing the game, and I had even played as one of its students several times.
But no matter how deep I dug into my memory, there had never been a noble named Alex Vanehart in Class One.
No, not even a commoner named Alex.
So the more I thought about Alex—or rather, about myself—the more suspicious it all felt.
'Well, whatever. So this is Class One.'
Following the other students, I eventually arrived at the First Year, Class One classroom.
Knowing who was inside made me hesitate for a moment, but I didn't have any other choice.
After taking a deep breath, I opened the door and stepped in.
'As expected, she's already here.'
The first thing that caught my eye was a blonde-haired girl.
It was the same girl I'd met earlier in the garden.
'Class One even has the Princess of the Empire herself.'
That was the reason I'd been reluctant to come here.
While it didn't bother me in the game, sharing the same classroom in real life… felt rather overwhelming.
'Looks like I'm not the only one feeling that way.'
There were twenty-five commoners in the classroom.
Normally, they'd be chatting and getting to know one another.
But because of the Princess's presence, everyone just sat quietly at their desks.
Well, it made sense.
Even the presence of a single noble could make commoners nervous—let alone a member of the royal family.
'And besides, the few nobles in this class aren't ordinary ones either.'
If I recalled correctly, there were originally four nobles in First Year, Class One.
'First, the Princess, Layla. And then… Roy Ashford.'
I looked toward the back corner of the room, where a boy sat alone.
He had very pale skin and a delicate frame—a fair, almost frail-looking boy.
'He's a count, right? And his family's a fairly well-known line of magicians.'
I didn't know much about Roy.
He was just a minor, inconspicuous extra character.
More importantly, there were three nobles in this class with overwhelming presence.
One of them was the aforementioned Layla, and…
'Sara Isrinbloom.'
The black-haired girl I had crossed swords with in the garden earlier.
As expected, she was sitting beside Layla.
And right next to them sat a boy with a relaxed, confident expression.
'Cedric Falkren.'
The green-haired boy was the third son of a ducal family.
The Falkren Family—one of the Empire's Three Swords.
While the Isrinbloom Family specialized in technical swordsmanship, the Falkren Family focused on speed-based quick sword techniques.
In fact, Cedric was known as the fastest swordsman in the entire academy.
'Layla, Sara, Cedric, Roy.'
Those were the four nobles who originally made up Class One.
But for some reason, I'd been added to their ranks.
'…For now, I should stay quiet.'
If I wanted to restore my family's name, I first had to rise in status. And to do that, I needed to build connections with the children of influential families.
But that kind of relationship required patience and timing.
If I approached them too eagerly, I might only raise their guard.
'Let's sit next to Roy.'
Fortunately, the seat beside Roy was empty.
And since he was a quiet extra, sitting there shouldn't cause any trouble…
"Alex. You're in Class One too?"
"…Your Highness."
My plan to stay under the radar was immediately crushed—by none other than the ever-friendly Princess herself.
Layla smiled as she approached, and I quickly bowed my head in greeting.
But she waved her hand lightly.
[To be Continued]