Master of the brave.

Simurgh Knights School.

Located south of Shimlug, the imperial capital, this school, formerly a palace inhabited by the emperor, was now used as a school building because several generations ago the emperor created a new palace to the east.

After generations of additional renovations, its unusual size would be one of the largest on the continent, and it was also the second largest in this empire to follow the present palace.

There is not only an educational institution as a Knights School, but also a Knights' Stuff and a laboratory of court magicians inside.

And they were coaching the students as instructors.

- Finally got here.

Standing back, Winn stopped and narrowed his eyes in front of the castle gate to the former royal palace.

The castle gates, which in times of war were tightly closed and proud to be difficult to attack, and which in ordinary times showed the majesty of empires and emperors to the visiting apostles from other countries, have now also been liberated, with carriages and many people in and out.

Today, which is an admissions ceremony, there were more carriages going in than leaving.

Many carriages contain family crests.

They are noble children gathered from all over the empire to enroll today.

Though it's not the family crest, I guess the rather splendid lump carriage is being ridden by wealthy merchants and landlord children.

If you look around often, the only person you have is Winn, who doesn't even ride a gray carriage and walks towards school on foot.

I bought it from Hannah (I didn't give in, I bought it out), and she walks out with a shoulder bag that is used up and where the brokenness is noticeable.

Apparently the carriage can only get in front of the gate.

Eligibility for admission to school ranges from 10 to 16 years of age.

The boys and girls who got out of the carriage are all walking in the same direction.

They also had a splendid sword on their hips, which they would have brought from the house, with their servants and their servants in charge of their luggage.

As we walk in the same direction on their stream, we see the cathedral where the entrance ceremony takes place. Before that there were several tents, desperate to organize them, which were visited one after the other by several clerks.

The sun was also strong today and the weather was sweaty.

Aristocratic children unfamiliar with being waited for and wealthy sons stuffed in or out of line to invite chaotic situations.

In the first place, they were already flooded with people, not to mention squares, because many of them let their servants hold their luggage without holding it themselves.

"You, can the servant wait in another square for once?"

One middle-aged clerk called out to Wynn, who was clustered in too many people.

"Is that it? Do you have an admission permit"

Show me one letter that I had cherished in my nostalgia.

This permit was handed to the exam passer.

From the day I got this, I've been in bed for three days and I've had a nigga view, and don't tell me I've been sleepless.

"Yeah, I'm going to be here this spring myself"

"Oh, I see. You enrolled as my husband's escort. So, where's my husband? Have you finished the process yet?

"No, I'm alone. And we haven't finished the process yet."

An attendant who looks lightly at Wynn's words.

"This guy surprised me. Doesn't look like a nobleman or a landlord's kid out of his outfit, and he was able to get in well."

"Yeah, well..."

For once, a used shoulder bag, although he was dressed in new clothes bought from an old clothing store.

Winn's figure with a second-hand sword on his hips, which he had been eyeing for this day at an ancient tool store, was now floating among the crowd gathered in the square.

Mixed among the servants, they are rather more dressed as petite rather than uncomfortable at all.

"Hmm. Win Bird, is that you? Follow me."

As the clerk walks to one of the tents, he gives the clerk who was at the reception a Wynn admission permit and receives his uniform and keys and gives them to Wynn.

"It's the key to your uniform and dorm. There is a dressing room next to the cathedral. I hope they change into uniforms there."

"It helps. Thank you."

"And if you came alone, you can keep your luggage and undressed clothes here. When you get dressed, bring it."

"Okay."

Courtesy, as I was told, Winn walks out to the cathedral.

I entered the building where my neck hurts so much that I went to the room used for the dressing room, as I was told.

Even when it came to the room, the size of it could be read as a hall.

Many of the people in the room were already dressed, I guess face-to-face, there were several groups and they were thoughtfully bickering.

I found a corner of the room, somewhat empty, threw out my bag, and began to change into a uniform.

"Hey, civilians there"

Speaking in a mocking tone, looking back, several boys stand.

Is it about the same age?

Each wears a fine garment made of silk and stands with a new uniform given to him.

"Whose squire?

"No, I'm nobody's squire"

"Well, then empty it there. We'll get dressed there."

A boy at their head pushes Winn over.

"You're in the way."

Throw away the puke and push the Winn bag and sword away with your feet that you left behind.

"Do what!

Unexpectedly, he roughs up his voice and picks up his sword and luggage.

"Kisama!" "How disrespectful towards Master Jade!

The surrounding boys rage and put their hands on the brilliant swords they each carry on their hips.

But...

"Well, you guys"

It was a boy called Jade who put his hands up and controlled them.

"He is a civilian. Noble to an unschooled and untrained civilian, we shall be treated in a spirit of tolerance"

Saying so, he offered his hand toward Wynn.

"I'm sorry about that. I didn't think it was yours."

Jade smiles grinningly as he grips Winn's hand.

His face is making a laugh, but his eyes were not laughing and he was accustomed to looking down on others, arrogant.

"I wondered why there was garbage in here. This traditional Shimrug Knights School is not a good place to have civilians like you. Know yourself."

When I say it out loud, when I let go of Winn's hand, I start wiping my hands and dressing with a silk handkerchief.

Bite your lips and look for a place to open them again, Winn.

Those around him who watched him interact with the Marquis now never got involved this time with Wynn, who found a corner and resumed dressing.

"That's the son of His Excellency General Cliffdorf. I didn't expect to apologize to the civilians either." "Dear Jade Van Kleifdor, the Marquis' son. The vessels are different from ours."

The last whisper Jade whispered apparently didn't sound all around him.

On the surface it looks like he apologized to Wynn and asked for a friendly handshake.

As it turned out, Winn got the place, but even he couldn't help but feel remorse.

Hey, that was a disaster.

After the entrance ceremony, I was slapped on the shoulder from behind today as I walked mixed up with freshmen returning to the dorm with no more plans.

A boy stood with his red hair cut short into the tunnel.

"I rock. The name is Rock Marine. Greetings."

"It's Win Bird."

I knew it was you.

What do you mean, after all?

"I've never heard of anyone in the dorm."

"Huh? What do you mean, you know all the freshmen?

"I don't mean everyone."

Rock laughs and walks out side by side of Wynn.

"My parents are merchants, and they're successful there. So, to some extent, he's got a face to the party, and I know how to touch his face in general. Well, there's a guy out there who doesn't know he's going to be a knight's kid or something. So, when I saw the dorm room split, I had a name I'd never seen. And there was you I'd never seen. That's why I called."

"I see."

"The guy who was involved with you earlier is the son of His Excellency General Cliffdorf. He's a fine gatekeeper nobleman with a title. The surrounding men must be the son of one of those gates. You want to be a knight, don't you? Then be careful not to buy those unhappy guys."

"Thank you, I will."

But Rock's warning ends in vain. In the first simulated combat class...

"Damn...... damn!

Mock warfare classes using knight swords for training starting today.

Jade clenched his sword and glanced at Winn, who stood loosely in front of him.

You can't lose to such an amazing civilian (Wynn) who draws the blood of the General's son and noble Marquis!

In history, history of war, mathematics, etc., and in magic, the civilian (Wynn) scores in front of us are by no means obnoxious.

Unlike the other students who have learned in their respective homes from tutors, Wynn is self-taught by Letty's brought books.

I was really lagging behind the other students in basic schooling.

And even less magic.

The nobles have a stronger magic power than the civilian population by marrying powerful bloodlines.

The sons of landlords and merchants also become inferior to nobles in magic.

But among them, the civilians in front of them (Wynn) had even less magic.

So I tried to thoroughly hurt him, the inferior student, and I spoke to him.

Strengthens power and sharpness with magic in knight swords.

I thought I'd knock out the traditional Shimlug Knights School's obscure garbage and let him know how much I was.

But...

Kin!

He gets knocked off his sword by Wynn, who came in an instant to pack his time.

I rush to pick it up again and wonder if I was too caught off guard, but when I put my sword together again, they slapped me down.

It is a tragic failure.

Besides, it's in front of the other students watching.

In the end, Jade was to be knocked off his sword nine times before the instructor announced the end of the class.

- All of you, all of you, all of you! On the trash bug minute!

The surroundings are so angry that they can't get close to each other that they stare at the back of the civilian (Wynn) cleaning up the training knight sword they used in class.

- I will never forgive you!

Jade's eyes have a dark light of hatred.

- You're making me look bad. Don't think that's enough!

And...

Quasi-knight selection exam at the end of the year.

If you can win this selection exam or demonstrate excellent combat skills, you will be awarded the status of Associate Knight by a Cadet.

Students will be able to take up assignments while they are in school.

Conversely, if they drop me here, I'll be back out as a freshman again next year.

"Winner! -!!"

Winn closed his eyes as he heard the joy of his opponent winning the match.

The exam was changed from this year, and after a magical long distance battle from a distance away, it came close and became a mock battle by sword.

And Winn's opponent became a student who was good at magic - attack magic too.

Few attack magic can be used by a less magical win.

And the opponent's offensive magic power was not Winn's offensive magic ratio, and the barrier he put up was lightly broken, and Winn's first year of exams was over.

Jade stares with a dark grin at Winn, who is falling into a large letter and exhaling in a rough breath, from a remote viewing seat.

Revenge for Wynn for shaming himself was still to come.