Chapter 78 - 78. Open Classes (1)

The interior of the Clementine family's wagon, which they rode in on their way to school, exudes a neat yet classy atmosphere.

I could notice that the disposition of Gerath Clementine, who was sitting across from me, had gone into it.

[Hmm... I can't believe that Xerath has already grown this much...]

The strange thing is that I remembered him even when he was hugged by me.

Listening to her murmur, it seems that Xerath has been making a name for himself on the continent since he was a child.

"Now then, can you tell me what you liked about our daughter? As Yuri's father, I really want to hear it."

Xerath's sudden question followed, and the first to open his mouth was Yuri, who was wiggling his fingers.

"That's because we're just friends..."

"Even if you're a friend, isn't there something you like?"

Xerath answers Yuri's words and stares at me again.

I opened my mouth to this.

"...I think Yuri's meticulous and kind side is attractive. She took care of me a lot so that I could adapt well to living in the academy."

Xerath glanced at the bandages around my eyes at my honest answer.

"That's right... Our Yuri..."

"..."

Yuri just turned her head out the window to see if this situation was burdensome.

She said, "Even though she is my one and only precious daughter, I never thought she would fit in well at the academy. This child has been very angry since she was a child. She wrote a letter saying that she had made friends. Until she received it, she was very worried."

After saying that, Xerath untied her arms, lowered her head slightly, brought her face close to mine, and he continued her words.

"...Then when would be a good time to get engaged?"

"Engagement... Is it...?"

"Father...? No matter what, the engagement story is on some wagon..."

At Xerath's rather absurd statement, Yuri and I both questioned at the same time.

"If the place is a problem, we can make a formal seat."

"No... It's not like that..."

Xerath glances at the blurry glass, and his eyes become extremely serious.

Then he whispered to me.

"...It's nothing else, but Yuri must succeed."

""...""

"This is very important to Yuri, no, to the family. It doesn't matter what kind of person you are, whether you handle a sword or a spear. You, a 'man', like Yuri Clementine, that's all. Hey. Did you say Zeto. Zeto Clementine... I think it sounds good."

Eventually, even if Xerath pointed it out, he pointed it out for a long time and spoke passionately.

'A nice sound...? Getto Clementine... What else...'

Of course, if she really marries her, I will have that surname engraved on her my name.

[ Engagement...? You dare to steal her apprentice in front of her mother, Xerath, do you really not waste her life...! ]

Sierra pointed at Xerath with a bloody look.

If the problem was that that cool voice only resonated in my head, it was a problem.

"Father, but what kind of engagement is that all of a sudden?! Jetto is a friend...!"

"Yuri, don't you know the situation too?"

Yuri's cry was followed by Xerath's firm reply.

"..."

Yuri doesn't give much of an answer and hangs his head.

Her expression was not very good.

'This... I think it's because of that.'

I knew what they were talking about.

Even if not, it was one of the problems to be solved later.

However, Yuri would not want to be forced into an engagement with me.

She could have done it without having to do something like an engagement.

If she fails to solve it, if nothing is done, 'Clementine House Treason' will happen.

If that happens, Yuri will no longer be able to attend the academy.

However, I had no intention of letting that happen.

It was clear that it was not happy for Yuri and me, let alone Xerath.

...It was a bit complicated to deal with the succession of a kingdom, but the plan was perfectly in place.

Just as I was thinking about what kind of answer I should give, the carriage stops.

It arrived in front of the main building of the academy.

Soon, the coachman opened the carriage door and Xerath greeted him.

"Have you arrived already? It's a pity that we couldn't talk for a long time, but I hope we can talk again next time. Let's talk about what happened today... Please let me know."

"...Yes."

I bowed my head to Xerath and got off the carriage.

Judging from the glass not falling down, it seems that Xerath and I have somewhere else to go. Since they were members of the family of the four elements, it could be that there is a meeting early in the morning.

So I got off the carriage and parted ways with them.

The entrance to the main building was still crowded with many people.

'I never thought something like this would happen from the morning of the first day of open class.'

It won't be strange no matter what happens next.

Shaking my head slightly, I cleared my head and moved toward the main building.

***

Inside the carriage, where Zeto had descended and the silence lingered, Xerath was looking at his daughter, Yuri, who was silently looking out the window.

Xerath, who was looking at her with her pitiful eyes, opened her mouth.

"The pressure from Prince 1 is intensifying. I don't know how much I can withstand."

"...That's why you're trying to bring Jeto in."

"I knew you liked it, but..."

Xerath said as he stroked his beard.

1 The prince wanted to marry Yuri.

The Clementine family belonged to the kingdom of Terrasia, and the person who became the 'crown prince' of that country took an interest in his daughter.

This was a headache.

In fact, since Yuri was young, many engagement requests from her had been lined up.

A wealthy man of wealth, a powerful nobleman, and a young knight with a bright future.

For the Clementine family, who already had enough of her wealth, power, and power, they just needed to be able to succeed her, but those who approached her must have come to her with different desires.

For them, marriage was a tool and means, not the fruit of love.

Xerath thought it might have been poison.

It must have been around then that her own daughter's outbursts of anger had become frequent.

Even belatedly, all engagement requests have been rejected.

It was because she felt that she was doing something bad to her own precious daughter.

However, Prince 1 was a different story.

If one day there is a formal request from that side, it will be difficult to refuse easily.

It was supposed to be that she was somehow calming down for now, but it was unclear how the situation would change.

"He seemed like a good kid."

Xerath broke the silence and let out a fortune.

"...Was it?"

"What did you like about him?"

Xerath affectionately stroked Yuri's head and bit him.

"...Well, it just felt comfortable."

Yuri said softly.

He didn't deny that he liked it.

Xerath thought so.

Yuri's expression as he looked at the child Zeto was the first face he had ever seen in his life.

However, it was just a pity that he couldn't recognize it because his eyes were uncomfortable.

"Hmm..."

Xerath thought with a drool.

If possible, he would like his daughter to marry the person he loves. Just like he did

He was even prepared to give up a lot to protect his daughter from his first prince.

He had a confrontation with the royal family in mind.

'If I block the Clementine family's way... I'll just burn them all.'

***

The open class is an open class, but it was completely different from the usual class.

All the cadets of the academy and outsiders who came to the academy sat in their seats in a gigantic stadium called the Colosseum.

The public classes were, in effect, a kind of stage for academy cadets to showcase their skills to the world.

Aristocrats let their family know, and commoners without a family know themselves.

Aside from nobles, commoners especially had to make good use of this opportunity.

To put it simply, it means you can get a better job.

'Was it a battle against monsters on the first day?'

There would also be sparring among the cadets, but regardless of whether it was sparring or fighting monsters, the battle was planned to continue in here with protection magic applied this time.

Even though there is fantasy magic, it does not use it.

No matter how fantastic it was, the family who came to visit the cadet would not want to see the scene where the cadet's head was cut off.

Even in the spectators' seats surrounding the Colosseum, it was possible to see that important figures were gathered in the 'royal seat', which was located near the center and was quite high, which could be considered a seat of honor.

The faces of principal Julius Klaus and director Hubert Graham were also visible there.

In addition, this year, the VIP seats were quite crowded as all the heads of families of the four continents attended.

'I can't see the saintess.'

For some reason, the figure of the saintess could not be seen.

I thought I would see your face this time.

'I'm sure you've met Anthony by now...'

Well, I hope to meet you someday.

However, since her saintess had a special ability, I had to pay special attention to her when I had a conversation with her because I was hiding a lot of her things.

There was a law of destruction in mind.

Her ability is simpler than you think.

At that time, when she was thinking about her saintess, the students around her began to mutter.

"I heard the swordsman came?"

"Sword Saint?"

"Who is it? Who is the Sword Saint?"

"It must be the one you see over there."

As the swordsman appeared in the VIP seat, the presenter at the Colosseum was announcing the appearance of the swordsman.

[ ... ]

Even when he was floating in the air, he was observing the Sword Master right away.

She said nothing

She was just staring at the Sword Saint carefully.

Before taking his seat, Geomseong suddenly stood in front of the railing in the VIP seat and looked at the place where the first year cadets were.

At this, the first year cadets start cheering.

"Sword Master!!"

"Kyaaak-!!"

"Sword Saint-nim looked at me!"

"You're looking at me, you idiot! Sword Master-!!"

In this hectic situation, I glanced at Kaen, who was sitting on the side where Class C was.

Kaen was shaking her head vigorously with her eyes wide open in the midst of her cheering cadets.

I don't know if it was because Kaen's hair was so conspicuous, but right away, her swordsman naturally slowly turned her head in the direction of the other graders.

The fact that they do not reveal their relationship seems to be valid even now.

Yuri, who had been watching the Sword Master, opened her mouth.

"...It's the first time I've actually seen it."

"Who wouldn't be like that. He's the one who doesn't show his original face. I asked my father and I heard that Principal Julius invited me specially."

Amon, who caught Yuri's murmur, answered.

As members of the Continental Four Elements family, it was the first time they had experienced seeing the faces of the Sword Saints.

'It's been years since he appeared in an official place...'

Considering the tendency of the swordsman, it was understandable.

Eisel, who was next to him, wasn't even looking at the Sword Saint.

It wasn't that she wasn't interested in the sword castle... She was glancing at me.

Ever since we met at the flower garden, I felt that way.

Her tears of the deceased would never have reached her, but was it a complacency mistake to hold her?

Soon after, the swordsman standing in front of the railing turned his head smoothly and scanned the Colosseum.

Then, suddenly, he raised his head and looked into the air.

I was very suspicious of the Sword Saint's behavior.

If others see it, it's just looking up at the sky... It shouldn't have been such a strange movement, but I could tell.

Sword Saint's eyes were on Sierra, who was floating in the air.

'What...?'

Perhaps the Sword Saint Sierra...

...That made no sense.

So is this a coincidence?

She didn't have as much divine power as the saintess, and she wasn't as familiar with Yogi as Deidros, so why did he seem to be staring at Sierra?

***

"Now take a seat, Chris. Let's get started."

Julius said that to Chris, who was standing in front of the railing and staring into the air.

However, Chris seldom responded.

Unlike when he was wandering around, the Sword Saint was dressed in a high-class uniform prepared by Juliut.

Julius and those who knew the Sword Saint at this place thought.

The eccentricity of the swordsman is still the same.

It wasn't that Chris was eccentric.

He was staring into the void and wondering.

Suddenly, Chris drools.

"Huh..."

Chris' voice draws the attention of the other people sitting in the VIP table.

"Is anything going on?"

Julius, who was at least able to talk to the Sword Saint, asked.

"...It's nothing. I'm sorry."

Soon, Chris turned his back and answered Juliut, then headed to his seat.

Still, Chris's doubts didn't go away.

Chris sat in his chair and rested his chin on his chin, thinking about it.

'It was a very dark life. To feel like living in empty space... It's strange. Perhaps, have my senses become rusty?'

Yes.

Chris's ridiculous sense.

His seasoned sense of crisis, having gone through countless murders.

It was to detect Sierra's murder that he couldn't even see with his eyes.