I Became a Face Genius at the Academy

Chapter 148

“Did you cough?”

“yes.”

Euril Mashma’s day begins at the end of the morning.

If there is no special schedule, there is nothing to call a routine, and it is just leisure.

Until the beginning of this year, he used to help the royal chamberlain Shale with the lack of people in the royal family, but the competent Shale brought in people to fill the position before he knew it.

“I have water for washing my face.”

“… … yes.”

He replied with a sweep of his silver hair that flowed like a wave.

Also called a servant. I’ve seen it a few times since I was very young, so I’m ashamed that I’m being taken care of by someone now that I’m all grown up.

Even if you just wake up and make a little sloppy expression, you will be startled and open your eyes right away when you know that someone is watching. Most of all, it seems that I have to hide behind my back the flat doll that I was holding tightly in my arms.

Aside from the fact that such things were a bit cumbersome for Auril, Mash was gradually normalizing.

“Mmm.”

Looking at the letter left over from last night on the desk next to her bed, Euril brushed her cheek.

Of course, the possibility that the attendant came all the way to this place and read the letter is slim. It’s embarrassing just to let others know that I’ve been writing down pens while everyone is asleep.

What else is the content like?

In the first few months, it would have been filled with stories of the great changes that had taken place in Mash and the royal family, and the lives of the people who had changed quite a bit.

After all, if you’re a Rockstrian, you’ll have to guess the rest after seeing a few snippets. After thinking about it, I got tired of writing things like that.

However, even if there was no topic to talk about, I wanted to send a letter, and I didn’t have anything else to write down, but I was writing as I could.

Looking at the result in my mind, my cheeks are getting hotter. The person receiving it will surely be in trouble.

How do you send something like this! And Auril burned the letter.

“Abama.”

“You woke up.”

The king, Keljian Mashhma, was a figure like a model for knights, so we just met in a restaurant.

The only difference was that it was breakfast time for Euril and lunch for Kelzian.

Kelzian, who had no fingers, was reading a magazine while accepting what the attendant was feeding him.

Even though it didn’t have much to do with the king’s routine, Euril thought it was familiar.

I tilted my head slightly to check.

＜Monthly Summer Turge No. 608＞

As expected, the summertime student newspaper that Rockstrin had attached, ＜Summertime Monthly＞, was correct.

I must have left it on the bookshelf in my room.

“Why did Obama… … ?”

“I went to my room at dawn and found something interesting.”

“I thought you were sleeping.”

“I tried to leave even if I saw a sleeping face. I’d be sad if you didn’t even like that.”

“It is not… … .”

“I didn’t see anything serious, so don’t worry. It looks like the Summer Turge student newspaper, isn’t there any problem with it?”

A laughing Keljian said as he closed the last page of the newspaper. It seemed like he was reading all of them.

“Actually, I plan to set up an academy. I was wondering if it would be helpful.”

“A magic academy?”

“okay. The scale must be insignificant compared to the Summer Turge next door or Sorus below. However, leaving important talent to another country every time was also bothering me. If Ziyed had an academy in Mashu, he wouldn’t have to go to Sorus.”

1 Prince, Ziyed Mashhma.

He is Euril’s older brother, and because Mash’s situation was not good, he went to study abroad in Leiden before entering Solus, so he only vaguely remembers his face.

Still, he must have been a good person, considering that he visited and talked to Euril, who had been locked in his room all day because he couldn’t go outside.

Sorus has already graduated, but he said he would come back in July because he had something to learn personally, so we should be able to meet him soon.

“You will be embarrassed when you come back. Ziyed will remember your face as much as when you were 10 years old.”

“I can only remember my older brother as a boy.”

“Since he is twenty-one this year, it would be a stretch to call him a boy. You still look young.”

“I grew up enough to grow up.”

“Haha, if that’s what you are, then that would be it. Only the face is the same as before. Ouch, cool.”

Euril glanced at the smiling Kelzian and pushed the celery from the fork into Kelzian’s mouth instead of the attendant.

Still, it was a happy thing for Euril to have this kind of daily life.

A daily life where people can be close to people. Because I can enjoy happiness.

Whether you know it or not, there are still two months left until the promised summer vacation. I’m always busy, so I can’t rush things.

“So I have a favor to ask of you.”

“Me?”

“Even if we were to create an academy right away, wouldn’t we need help? I’ll have to ask Somerset or Sorus. But Sorus doesn’t seem to be able to afford it these days.”

No matter what anyone says, the foundation of the magic academy is the first magician.

No academy can exist without wizards to teach. There are only enough wizards to mobilize on the frontlines in Mash, so there aren’t even enough wizards to teach.

You can’t be full on the first drink.

The first thing Keljian wants to aim for is to build a training center that was recently built in Rongurt on a slightly larger scale.

“Recently, learning the theory created by Lord Rockstrin has become a trend, so it would be more appropriate.”

“Rockstrin is busy.”

“No, I have no intention of calling myself because I have shame. I’m making a formal offer to Summer Turge.”

It is rather Rongrut who wants to maintain friendly relations with Mash due to the Northern Wall, the recently melting permafrost, and the blue grass.

Unlike Riden, there were quite a lot of magicians in Rongrult, and since Yuxilla declared unconditional purchase of all bluegrass, Mash’s treasury became plentiful.

If it was about 50 people, wouldn’t it be difficult to bring them in? There was nothing to point out in Keljian’s intentions.

“So I was wondering who I should send, but since so many people have just sat down, I can’t think of it easily. Until last year, I thought it would be right for you, who was an enrolled student, to go.”

“I guess so.”

“Sir Lockstrin, although he’s busy, if he’s going to Summer Turge anyway, it’s okay to show his face.”

“eww… … .”

It was true, but Euril was hesitant to answer.

Of course, the person I want to meet with Rocktrin the most is Auril himself.

Still, don’t you have face?

He even promised to visit me during summer vacation, but he visited me two months early and said something.

If you just say that you came here for work, you’re too cold-hearted, and you wouldn’t even be able to say that… … .

If you say you came to see it, you look like you’re too impatient. No, that’s actually true… … ?

“I thought I would agree to it at once, but it turned out to be a worrying problem to my surprise. If you don’t go, I have no choice but to order Shale.”

“… … I’ll be back.”

“Good idea.”

Putting aside the fact that Shale was busy, Euril couldn’t help but nod as she recalled the letter she had burned.

Every time Roxtrin sends a letter, he consistently replies more than twice as much as he sent, but there is nothing more to write on this side. If I were to force myself to write it, it would be obvious that I would write down the strange contents of the letter I burned earlier.

If I don’t receive a letter for two months, I’ll worry for nothing… … .

“Actually, I was worried that I might get a love affair.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“… … Did it exist? Huh, Lord Rockstryn has a married man.”

“I don’t want to go there.”

I have no intention of hiding it, and I have never hidden it. What I said to myself in the first place.

But I also know that I can’t go any further than that. I just recovered my daily life a little, but I can never be on the same level as others.

Auril set the white steamed fork down on the table and stood up.

“When are you leaving?”

“I want it to be as fast as possible. go away.”

“… … yes?”

“I have already prepared a wagon. If I told you to wait again, you wouldn’t be able to sleep properly, so I said it now on purpose.”

Kelzian pointed out the window and said.

Since the horse-drawn carriage was preparing, I thought that Keljian would ride out in the afternoon, but I did not guess that it would be used at this time.

It was a careful consideration, but for some reason, it seemed that his head was clearly penetrated, so Euril left the restaurant with his head bowed.

“You can deliver it to the main building.”

“yes.”

After getting ready to go out, Euril came out and was handed over documents to deliver to Summer Turge by Shale.

Other than that, everything else was ready, so the only thing left for Euril to do was to leave the castle.

He felt a sense of incongruity even when he got into the carriage, but the attendant waiting outside was his own knight, Herald.

He stole the royal property, abandoned the name of a knight, and brought back what he had been living as a hunter in a mountain village.

Fortunately, Keljian also forgave him, and he became Auril’s escort knight as before.

“Did you know I was coming?”

“Yes? That’s because I heard from a week ago, of course, that the princess is going.”

“… … okay.”

I looked up and saw Keljian smiling on the stairs of the palace.

He had intended to do this from the start, but he had no other choice than to make fun of himself for being eighteen.

Euril swept the curtain away.

“What is your problem?”

“no. Let’s go.”

The wagon started moving.

It’s not that big of a horse, and since there’s nothing to do, Euril goes out often. Today, I was just staring blankly at the empty seat next to me.

I think I’ve heard that the Rongrute horse-drawn carriage is faster, I thought.

* * *

“… … What does that mean.”

“As you probably know, it doesn’t mean what you hear.”

The night of the banquet deepened.

I should have gone to bed earlier if possible, since both the child and I have to take over the pillar tomorrow, but we couldn’t.

At the banquet hall, Coltman and I were surrounded by people for a long time, so we caught a glimpse of the child who was waiting impatiently for the conversation to end.

“I know vectors are unlikely. I know the Rocks know that. So that’s a problem.”

“I will always support you, Your Highness.”

“Then if you declared your support for me… … .”

Even while talking, Aini touched her head. that also shouldn’t be

When it comes to the situation, it’s not that I don’t know the context, it’s just that I’m bored with less than interest.

First of all, the faction is divided into three categories.

Tane, Tania, Aini.

Tania and Tania were of equal level, but Tania had a slight advantage, and Ainim’s power was small enough to be unreasonable compared to the two.

However, the huge power of Aindarok, including Yuxilla, turns all of this war situation upside down at once.

“Can’t you?”

“… … yes. know. I know.”

The moment Aini becomes the first, Ainim will spend much more arduous days than before.

I know and you know too.

I’m fed up with the fact that I’ve suffered for such a long time, but I can’t make the situation worse here.

Ultimately, what I want to do is this.

To calm down this meaningless conflict of succession to the throne without making the child angry.

“You will be suspicious. Even in the banquet hall right next to you, do you know how much you talk?”

“You know that my ears are bright, right?”

“Rox… … . I know it’s for me, but can’t you just stay still?”

The second prince, Vector von Rongrth, was completely unsuited to the throne. It’s a public fact.

Even if Coltman somehow manages to convince himself that his brain has gone crazy after being stuck on a wall infested with monsters, it is his son, Rockstrin, who is raising his name as a genius of the century.

The general consensus was that there was no way he could not know the circumstances surrounding Vector.

“It’s festering.”

I said with a bitter smile.

It’s not that you don’t know when it will explode, it’s a ticking time bomb that’s certain to explode sooner or later. So whether it’s red or blue, we need a level of resolute cut-off.

‘I’m sure it is.’

‘But it’s so obvious… … .’

‘It must have looked that funny.’

‘Did Count Aindarok have such ambitions?’

‘Now I don’t know. Since he ate with Yuxilla, the fox must have tricked her.’

It was an intention that was too obvious to make Vector the emperor and control the empire.

It was a conversation that Coltman and I were talking about in the banquet hall right in front of us.

It seemed like he was saying it so that no one else could hear it, but since Coltman said he heard it, it wasn’t just me.

“know. So you’ve been avoiding it on purpose.”

Unlike Tane and Tania, Ainim did not clearly express his intention to succeed to the throne.

There was a reason why there was less pressure because he was still young, and it was also because he guessed the cause of the persistent bullying.

If everyone, including the children, becomes a three-way battle of a similar scale, even if it looks fine on the outside, the empire becomes distorted.

It is said that Gawil went through such a process and became emperor, but Gawil was originally the first prince, and his qualities stood out more than anyone else. The situation is different with Ai, who is a late child.

“Why me… … .”

The future this will bring is simple.

As long as the power itself is small right now, there is no need to check the child unless the child himself does something special.

The problem is Vector, whose stomach is bulging with Aindarlock on his back. It was like becoming a common enemy to both Tane’s faction and Tania’s faction.

Now, if this happens, will Tane’s forces be able to cause a coup?

No matter what anyone says, Aindarlock is an empire, no. It has the best military force on the continent. would hesitate You must hesitate.

Be careful. You just need to be a little late.

And I… … .

“Well, to put it bluntly, I have the same opinion as His Majesty the Emperor.”

“Do you want me to be emperor?”

“no. I don’t know.”

“… … So what? What is it?”

The emperor or something, I don’t know.

I said, pressing the head of the child who was about to cry again.

“I want Her Highness to be happy.”