Apostle of the Gods

Until I come to the entrance exam venue of the College of the Brave, I don't have the strength to take care of the Master of the main house.

I ignore it, I walk in the lobby, I go to the back.

There were plenty of people in the lobby besides your sergeant. I guess they're all exams.

The age of students ranges from around thirty on the top to teenagers on the bottom.

Many of the students seem to have known each other from the beginning. I'm bickering.

Probably a graduate exam student of the College of Knights and Wise Men.

The average age of students is quite high. Your sergeants are young.

And apparently, today's exams don't have anything younger than me.

"I defied the man in the Volms main house. You need to keep your head down for now, don't you?

"Oh, Volms, you defied us in the main house!

Your sergeants raised their voices when they called the Volms main house.

You're bullying me, and you're appealing to the students around you.

I'm embarrassed, so I really want you to stop.

Even though I'm just Will right now, I'm the most famous Volms of all time.

When something named Volms does something embarrassing, it embarrasses me, too.

"Hey, Volms?

"The prince of the main house, that we both have four pillars of patron saint, you know?

The appeal seemed to have worked. The students bothered.

It is surprising that the guardian saints have four pillars on the foolish side of the cadets.

Your sergeants may be so called talented.

I don't know which god, but I don't have enough eyes to see.

If only you would give me protection.

"Hey, you're not ignoring me."

I can yell at a fifteen-year-old.

It's also a hassle to deal with. It's not worth the word either.

"A fight?

"He's such a little kid, he looks pathetic if he hurts him before he enters the exam"

Students talk about that.

When I heard that, your sergeants seemed in a better mood.

"Hey, fuckin 'kid. I'm gonna miss you now if you get grounded."

"Yeah, it doesn't change how much it hurts later. You can do it with your palms."

I tried to ignore it and move on, but they grabbed me by the shoulder.

"Hey, are you listening to me, you fucking kid!

"... there's no way I'm going to sit down."

I guess you didn't think I'd utter a defiant word.

Fifteen-year-olds shall be decent.

"... Huh?

"Huh? Bye. I know you're a better fucking kid."

"Oh, my God."

"The shame of Volms. Don't get your family name dirty any more."

When I yelled, your sergeants made their faces snap.

And after a few moments of hardening, I turned my face bright red.

"No more forgiveness!

"I'll kill you!

Unvocabulary cursing. More comfortable enough.

If they wield violence, you can fight back in moderation to protect yourself.

But Danan didn't act violent on me, as usual.

This is the College of the Brave. Volms, they know this is a place where the main house does not extend its power.

"Fucking kid. You also measured the patron saint's favor, didn't you?

"Oh, you did"

"What, you're talking to my brother equally!

Ivan is shivering, but I don't care.

"Fucking kid. How many pillars was the patron saint?

"Hey, motherfucker, answer me quickly. By the way, me and my brother are four pillars."

Ivan looked at the students around him, though that's good.

I guess Ivan wanted the students to hear it.

I'm proud that I and Danan have four pillars of a patron saint.

The other students squirmed a little as Ivan thought.

"Was the rumor that you still had four pillars true?"

"The boulders are the famous Volms."

After all, holding the patron saint four pillars seems unusual even for students at the College of the Brave.

I guess you liked the conversation the students had. Upbeat Ivan stirs it up.

"Hey, fuckin 'kid, just answer me how many pillars it was"

Ivan seems convinced I'm less than four pillars.

And, unfortunately, Ivan's certainty is on the line.

"One Pillar, One Shira."

To be honest, I made myself clear that I could hide it immediately.

At that moment, Danan and Ivan had a full grin.

"Hmm?"

"What? Say it again."

Danan would have heard, but he comes out loud demanding a repeat.

I guess you want the students around you to hear it too. But my voice is heard by other students.

That's about the amount of voice I'm talking about.

The students have a slightly sympathetic eye.

Most of that is not malicious inclusive sympathy.

Few students work hard to improve their skills before retaking their exams.

"Look, you have to say it quickly," "just to be clear. What pillar?

"You didn't hear me? Not just your head, but your ears."

"... what?

Leave it stirred, was it a surprise to be stirred back, Danan was decent.

"Fuck you, kid! What a way to talk to my brother..."

"The son of a whore!

"Get on with the son of a whore!

There is no fact that my mother was doing that.

But my mother was not a high profile.

Some of the mutters slapped their pussies that such a mother had shot my father.

It's a rumor that my body has been used and there are no such things.

I guess that's why Danan said whore.

You can't just insult my mother and keep her quiet.

I took my gloves out of my pocket and threw them in Danan's face.

It's an old-fashioned duel application.

The other students, who were eager to see how things were going, simultaneously bothered greatly.