In the kingdom of Eastwind, August is vacation season.
The sun shines brightly, but thanks to it, rivers, seas and lakes become warmer and can enjoy a pleasant swim.
Not too cold, not too warm. Midsummer water bathing feels good for lit skin and many people head out to rivers and lakes during the season.
The sea-water baths near Gran Feria also reach their peak in August, usually crowded by many. For a long swim, play Iso. For fishing, yachting. The children work hard to build a sand castle and the adults watch it with one hand of beer.
At night, of course, it's barbecue. It's not just meat and vegetables, but the big guy the eldest son of the family has caught, baked in a luxurious round. The father praises the eldest son, and the mother grins and cuts the baked fish apart. And the kids jump on the delightful side for a big treat that they can't eat on a daily basis.
Of course, forests and mountains are good. The further away we are from the city, the vaster nature and the brighter the air awaits us.
In the deep green woods, you should take a deep breath. You'll feel the smell of life in the city slipping out of your body.
You should try climbing the mountains that poke at the clouds with your own legs. You will feel the body heat generated by climbing being paid off in clear cool breezes.
Being in the woods and mountains revives the dull five senses. The eyes are washed with bright greens, the ears are soothed by the twitching of the trees and the spiral water sounds. Touch the ancient trees to feel life and feel nature with the smell of the wind. And remember how touched your heart is to be swayed by a glass of water, boiled eggs covered with salt.
Seeking those unpleasant experiences, people are all going on vacations. We head out to the mountains and the sea in the midsummer sun to refresh our bodies and minds.
Season of Liberation, Summer.
Only this time of year, I just play around here with my wings off. That was Easwind's custom - no, it was common sense.
"Why do you have to dive into the school labyrinth..."
White cutter shirt with no wrinkles and no knolls. Carefully brushed waist pouch on shiny polished leather shoes.
However, the tie knot is loosened and the hair that can see combed marks is still messed up in a sloppy way. A barren beard stands out on his chin and his eyes look dahly narrowed.
Well put, rough outfit. To put it badly, you're halfway there. Still, what makes me feel like this is my style is the natural business?
"You'll have less work in the summer..."
It is Guitar Sayama, owner of anything shop, who walks in pitiful footsteps through the school buildings of the Royal Grand Feria School, also praised as "White Ya's Palace", without even being afraid.
In the summer sun, so tired that it's going to melt now. That's all that comes from him now, and I didn't see any shards of motivation or willingness to come to work.
That too should be, today's job is to supervise and mentor students who are enthusiastic - too enthusiastic. Even in his position as president of the school year, François, who burns tireless upliftment, did not return your college late at night, even during the work of a temporary lecturer once a week.
When it comes to individual instruction, how much time does it take? At least, density will only rise and not fall.
When I think about it, Noble Daisy sneers at nature and rounds her back like a cat. And keep nagging, sigh loud...
"Ah, let me, Doctor, good morning"
"Uh?"
If your greatness looked back at the modest voice put on your back, there stood a girl with black edge glasses.
"Uh, Camilla? Good morning."
"Yes, good morning"
Girl holding down her young grass colored triangle hat with both hands and bowing with a pepper. Her name is Camilla Cavallone. She is the daughter of an immigrant aristocrat and a wizard who has been integrated into S-class since this spring.
Dark brown hair knitted into three pieces, slightly floating shavings. On a slightly larger cape and hat, this is another large oak cane. Most importantly, black edge glasses, unrelated to sophistication, have made Camilla a wild girl.
But no one blames it. There's no one to say anything about her fashion.
In the kingdom of Eastwind, where meritocracy is listed, excellence is paramount. Now, if it is a battle of sorts, it means nothing, such as vanity or excessive decoration.
That is why, even in the traditional Royal Gran Feria School, some modifications and disfigurements of uniforms and internship garments are permissible, provided they are accompanied by strength.
At the moment, no one even pays attention to the slightly sloppy outfits of your greatness. Even if a student sews a family crest into the shoulder of his uniform, he is forgiven if he is strong. In such an environment, just because the young wizard was dressed somewhat wildly, no one would say it anyway.
Instead, this appearance of a wizard, coupled with the title of an elite S-class affiliation, had given a strange persuasion to a young (sociales) named Camilla.
"What's up? You're on summer vacation, aren't you? What can I do for you at school?
"Yes. Today, there was a remedial education…"
"What? Remedial? You?"
Excellent (Sousales), just remedial remarks. I couldn't believe the words to the Noble University, which coached her from day to day.
"You don't need remedial education or anything. Until you crush the summer break, what the hell are you gonna make up for?
Precious compliments Camilla without flattery. Now Camilla has achieved top grades in both writing and practical skills in S-class.
Originally, she had a basement that she liked to study. I also had the guts to follow the physically hard training. However, only highly powerful skills characteristic of the Kingdom of Easwind could be used, and the actual performance on the individual was very low.
The brilliance of such misadventures brought user-friendly skills by Noble University led to a day-to-day look. A large vessel awaiting the evening was truly worthy of education.
Now Camilla is a delicacy for fingerfolds in the High Ministry, if you're a magician. That's why I doubted you. He could not think of a cause, such as her being called to remedial studies.
"Oh, was it attributed to Eru? He gives heavy assignments to students he likes."
"Then I submitted it before my summer vacation. Oh, I got an A rating."
"Well, that's amazing"
I guess there's a bump between feeling proud of being highly regarded by geniuses and feeling ashamed of self-admiration. Camilla laughed slightly at Hehe as she moaned her wand with both her thighs and hands.
The opponent, Noble University, had his tongue wrapped around the excellence of his godson. That elu - the library witch, albeit negative, gave it an A rating.
When it comes to studying, isn't it better than even Francois? The appearance was a precious reminder of the excellence of a plain girl.
"So what kind of remedial is remedial?
The more I know about that ability, the farther I can think of Camilla's relationship with remedial education. To the questions that arise, Your Highness raises a voice of doubt.
"Well, that's it."
Camilla tries to start explaining with a hint of a bad mouth.
But sooner than she got to the point, came the lady who called in your name.
"Oh, Doctor and Mr. Camilla. Good afternoon."
Short-sleeved shirt similar to sailor clothing and blue skirt. Lightweight protective equipment and pouches made of superior leather. And a long sword with a white sheath wrapped around his waist.
Francois, dressed in internship clothes, approached from behind the school's ground floor hallway in an elegant foothold.
"Oh, François. Here he comes."
"Ah, good day, François."
Precious Dae raising his right hand in a light condition and Camilla lowering her head rushing her body toward François.
Smiling at them, François opened his mouth.
"Looks like Mr. Camilla's ready, doesn't she? So, Doctor, Mr. Camilla, a little early, shall we come?"
"Ha, ha!
Camilla follows François, who gives back his curly heels, like a Cargamo chick. Camilla was probably submissive to François to match her strength and whether there were differences in pattern.
Looking at him, Noble Daisy thought, "It's hard for the nobles, too" -
"'Cause wait, wait. Why is Camilla following you?"
We're going to start teaching François individually in the school labyrinth. What shall we do with those who are irrelevant there?
Your Highness asks François, who turned to you. But as if it were nothing, she told him the reason why she was accompanying Camilla.
"Camilla's a remedial member, too."
"Ha!? Hey, I'm not listening!?
Precious in a hurry for an unexpected increase in participants. Still, François continues his explanation with a laugh of "ho ho".
"No matter how much the Ferdinand family, we can't monopolize the teacher's instruction. There are two more participants in this tutorial."
"Yep yep......!?
Careful education and instruction becomes more difficult the more numerous they become. That's all the more time if we improve the quality, and the burden on educators is greater if we provide tailor-made instruction. And such hardships are proportionate to the increase in numbers.
Through a year of temporary lecturer life, Guitar University, who was sobered and understood the matter, voiced confusion at the sudden increase in the number of participants.
"Come on, Lady Dorothea and Lady Volca are waiting for you. Let's hurry up a little."
"Dorothea and...... that stupid prince!?
Now you raise your voice of surprise, Precious. In information such as whether to pursue him, Guitar covered his face with his right hand as if he had chewed up a bitter worm.
Dorothea hostiles you from the past. Volca wields the divine sword and power when it is oblivious. With their attitude toward themselves in mind, Your Highness once again sighs loudly.
But François grinned and took his hand when he saw the greatly mourning greatness.
"If you're insulting Master Volka as Prince Fool, you'll be surprised."
"Is...?
A noble man turning a decent face to François, who uttered a profound word.
Drawing such a noble hand, Francois smiled and headed to the school labyrinth.