Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

About a year after the destruction of the Bandits' Crimson Cat.

A messenger from the King's Capital visited Count Lieber's residence in Dimkurd, where spring was coming.

"... Jack to the Academy..."

"Yeah, definitely."

In correspondence, relative to our Lord Column Lieber is a messenger from the Royal College of Spiritual Arts.

Also referred to as vulgarly, scout,.

"We heard rumors on the road in people. Your son taught a vagrant elf, and in just about four months of his first full-scale spiritual training, he gained strength enough to drive that 'crimson cat' to ruin."

"No...... I will also correct it because it is not for my son to be overrated, but only the 'bloody leopard', whose son has torn until he is tired of being the leader. The destruction of 'Crimson Cat' is due to another factor.

Besides, working with the postford lady is also the result. On his own, his life would have been in danger. "

"Yeah. We hear that, too. Anything like 'Bloody Leopard' was hustling over my strengths...... Another speaks to the Posford family."

The column nodded.

He had heard from his son no less what had happened in that abandoned fort.

"Still, it's no different that it's a notable feat. I would love to deposit that talent with you at my college. You will necessarily grow up to be a great spiritualist."

The column lays down its eyelids and places them between just a few moments.

"... he/she also wishes to be admitted to the College. You'll be delighted if you talk. But let me check a few things first."

"What is it?

"My son will be admitted to the Department of Combat, is that correct?

"Yes, you're right."

"So... to my son, what level can I take?

The Department of Combat at the College of Spiritual Arts has its own rating system.

All students are assigned to grades 2 through 6 by entrance exams.

Of course, it is the norm to move up the ranks after enrollment, but passing a luxury rank on enrollment will make it possible to make a significant difference to the freshmen of the same year.

Most importantly...

The entrance exam of the College of Spiritual Arts is also an aristocratic social place.

So if the heirs do well, they can show a strong presence in the aristocracy.

The college scout nodded loudly and spoke with a confident voice.

"We have already installed permission to take Level 3 exams"

"Hmm..."

Most students are only allowed up to the fourth grade exam.

Permission to take a tertiary exam can be described as unusual.

But the column didn't snort right away.

In the meantime, he says, with a grin that makes him feel childish and innocent.

"Now, before I respond, let's look at my son's strength. I'm just in training with the postford lady."

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The scout, who was led to the training ground behind the mansion, glanced.

"Jack! Lots of wasted moves! Identify faint and fate exactly! Phil's not wasting too much money on the other hand! If you don't put your play in the movement, they'll easily see you through!

Skipping the instructions sharply towards the sky is the blue-haired, long-haired girl.

That would be the rumored elf.

And empty.

There was an amazing sight there.

A flock of birds filling the blue sky.

A hundred? Two hundred? No, would it reach a thousand?

But not natural migratory birds, etc., at a glance.

Obviously, it is governed by spiritual art.

Not so many, not one left.

And in the middle of the birds, there was a boy figure.

The boy has all the birds coming from all directions.

Kick the void as if there was an invisible scaffold, flying endlessly around the sky.

"... what..."

A girl who controls and cuts out a terrible number of birds.

The boy who continues to flatter all attacks caused by it.

Filine Posford.

And Jack Lieber.

It was a far more awesome strength than I had heard on rumors.

The two of them say they will finally be nine this year.

It was at that age that I was given so much strength - no doubt, the gift of my master's education.

From excitement or the whole body of the scout trembled.

"... Sir Lieber. Earlier suggestions, let me correct them."

"Hmm. How?

"Jack, I'm going to hang with the college to allow you a second-degree exam. Bet my neck. But let me let His Excellency the Dean of the College snort.

And... take her. "

That's what Scout said, he saw the elf girl.

"I want you to welcome her, please, to our college as a teacher. It doesn't matter for a short period of time. May I have a word with you?"

"Yes, sir."

As if waiting for that word, the column nodded in two replies.

Columns and scouts laughed at each other and shook hands firmly.

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"There's a scout from the academy!?

At the end of my training today, when I heard from my father, I accidentally raised my voice and stepped out.

Dad smiled,

"Oh. Since this spring. They promised me they'd allow me to take my second grade exam."

"Heh..."

"Well."

Rachel and her mother, who were listening beside her, leak their voices as if surprised.

Phil leaned his neck,

"Hakki-jung? What? What? Amazing?"

"Only about one freshman in a few years is allowed to take a second grade exam... so I'm listening"

"Yeah. As far as I can tell, second-degree exams shouldn't have come out in the last few years. Hey, you?

"Oh. Just taking the second grade should get a lot of attention"

Rachel looked a little strange in the mouth of her father and mother.

"Did you two ever go to college...?

"No, because I'm out of the country. But Column is a proper graduate of college."

"I'm an inferior student. Even graduation was critical. My dad used to stuff me."

Dad flaunts his shoulder and says to himself in a mockery.

Oh, did you...

My father and my mother don't talk much back in the day.

I don't even know what kind of spirituality you have.

"That's why. Jack, do you mind?

"Yes!"

I've endured Raquel's Spartan training for college.

I can't even say no.

... but there was one guy who seemed unhappy.

"... Phil?

"Bu."

"What's so easy to understand?"

"Because... Ji-kun and I are going to be separated, aren't we?

... Oh well.

In the spring, I will be living in Wangdu to attend the Academy.

You can't be with Phil all the time, like you've been.

"Ha. You don't have to worry about that."

When I was sober, my father said with a bitter smile.

"I know your father wants to talk to you, Philine, but you're scouting for college, too"

"Huh?

"I hear you're a scout for intelligence, not the same combat department as Jack, but at least you won't be separated"

"Huh?" I tapped Phil's shoulder lightly, "he said, as the understanding seemed not to catch up.

He said he could go with me to King's Landing.

"Really!?

"Really."

"Yay!!

I took Phil lightly, accustomed to jumping at me.

Well, given Phil's prowess, it's natural.

But......

There's one person I really need to break up with.

"... so I'm sorry for your loss..."

I said it in a voice that Rachel wouldn't let her peek at her emotions.

Me and Phil going to college also means... that Rachel will no longer have a reason to stay in this house.

For a year and a half, she's been spending time with me...

That's what I'm talking about.

My father's voice called me back when I hit him again.

"The scouts are better... Mr. Rachel, I'm telling you as a faculty teacher,"

"Eh."

Rarely, Rachel blinked her eyes.

"Make me a teacher...?

"Oh, they took a tour of my training earlier."

"But I... for once, have signed up for the Spiritualist Guild, but it looks like I'm not under anyone's gates..."

"I guess we'll do something about that area. It was so enthusiastic. The other side says it doesn't matter for a short time, but what do you think?

Rachel looked confused.

When it comes to teachers at the College of Spiritual Arts, they are among the elite in the kingdom.

Most of the students at the college are noblemen's sons, so that's natural, too.

No nobleman leaves his own children to a man who doesn't know what a horsebone is.

So I guess Rachel thinks she's just a rootless self..., etc.

"Isn't that okay, Master?

I said.

Rachel looks at me with a little surprise.

"You're traveling to collect spiritual art, aren't you? I think the college would be a great place."

"That's right..."

"Shizu won't go with you -!?

As straightforward as it seemed, Phil pulled the hem of the robe, making Rachel look like she was in trouble.

As she gently stroked Phil's hair, she tightened her expression and turned to her father.

"... ok. If it's okay just while Jack and Phil are at school, I'll take care of it, teacher."

"I understand. Let me tell you something."

"Yay!" Long live Phil and rejoice, and Rachel smiles slightly.

... and your new life from spring, after all, you mean the three of us together?

With that in mind, I couldn't wait for spring to come to Russia.

... but one.

I have a concern.

Vicki, the female head of The Crimson Cat, who fought a year ago.

The words he leaked are caught in his heart.

- We'll have to hand it over to her at dawn.

"Her".

He said he was going to sell us off to the nobles of the King's Capital.

'She' would be a broker or something to broker it.

But if it's really just that, I wouldn't pout it out in my mouth on that occasion, and I don't feel like I'd call it 'her'.

There was something about that call, something like a powerful pressure...

Plus he knew I was noble.

From there, I've always wondered.

Vicki's guy thought he was after us.

Yes - 'She' and I were ordered to.

And that ending of "Crimson Cat".

Too puzzling mass suicide.

If it wasn't natural, if it was someone else's offer...

- Suppose, for example, it was to thoroughly obliterate the evidence that leads to you.

There could be a guy who's after me - us.

Even if it's hard to get over, I can't help but check.

Happy life now.

To not let anyone take it.

If you go to the Wang Capital, you might get some information about 'her' and them.

If anyone is harmful to me or to the people around me, I will smash them with no one left.

Behind my heart springing up in memorial college admission, I secretly cemented my resolve...