Shut-in Magician

073 Good student life?

Out of the way, the pleasant night party ended well.

The carriage picked me up after noon the next day, and we were talking about sending me to my home mansion, so we rode straight together.

This was the first time I had entered an aristocratic neighborhood, but I was not particularly surprised because I had usually seen it in Omnidirectional Exploration and Overlook.

After the delivery, he refused to give me another ride in the carriage and walked home with Rigdor.

aristocratic neighborhood, but I went in my magic school uniform so no one could blame me me.

I didn't have a problem with it, but if I was strong, it seems that walking is unusual and the guard saw me hanging around a few times?

Through the aristocratic district, and further through the Upper East District, Rigdor seemed relieved after finally returning to the Central District.

At dawn, on the day of fire, Alestro thanked me and gave me something like a passport to let me freely into the aristocratic city.

"I asked my father to come and see me at any time."

Apparently.

Behind was the family name and crest of the Marquis Fedric, while the table contained the names of the lead butler and Arestro.

Thanks, they're going to prove that this guarantees Siu's identity. I wondered how this would be appreciated, though I wasn't willing to use it on Siu.

Rigdor and others seemed like other personnel if I just got it because it meant it would be the back shield when something happened. In fact, it wasn't given to him.

Most importantly, Rigdor is free to enter the aristocracy, minus being a child. That seemed to be the only way to get a pass for the big merchant's son.

Student life was going well.

Teachers in each of the mandatory subjects told me to take exams and fly grades from time to time, but some interesting stories were unfortunate and I sat there.

Teachers seemed difficult to do, especially if they hadn't spoken out but wondered why, they seemed to be known to be patenting some in the Merchant Guild.

Because the school ordered a large quantity of magic measuring instruments magic props.

They decided to introduce it because the new wizard is best suited to use it.

Gradually, but they also have more individuals.

And knowing the technical skills of its producers, it seemed like they couldn't teach basic attributes or anything like that.

Sorcery theory was exempt until intermediate, but this one was exempt even more advanced.

If it was not necessary to simplify or save on the magic ceremony, it ended without even taking the exam.

Advanced education included dancing, which was the one that bothered Siu the most in his magic school studies. Courtesy got me passed, but I can't help the dance leading a woman and the poetry.

I'm tone-deaf, and I can't do poetry or anything that snoozes women, and it's scattered.

You think Alestro, who is also upstairs in the advanced class, performs a great dance that you can't imagine from your usual laid-back appearance?

Even though Argeo and others are always more of a compliment than a faceless face, they are good at dancing, and poetry made the other woman snooze about something she feels slightly scared of.

That's from the aristocracy.

Siu was the only common man in this class, so he was made a small fool of by several people, including senior year. I honestly spoil that because it sucks that I don't think I can help it either.

In the end, I was taking classes like a supplementary course just for Siu.

I was called out by other specialties that I couldn't take unless I was in high school.

It came from the graduate and special departments.

I interviewed the teachers in charge of each of them because a female teacher named Urhala in Sorcery Theory would eagerly recommend them. It seems that subjects such as researching each aspect of magic, developing new surgical formulas, or knitting new methods of warfare by magic.

There are a number of different graduate and special departments, so if you like anything, you can join them.

One by one, when I found the time, I tried to show my face.

As a result, Rigdor and his friends mentioned that development should be done individually, so he decided to enter the seventh class of the graduate department where the analysis is to be performed.

They're studying magic ceremonies in this class that use ancient languages, so they should be able to study ancient languages as well.

There were other classes that studied only ancient languages, but this one didn't seem to reach the level Siu wanted to know at all.

In addition, I was strongly advised to skip class and take the senior year strategy department from the mandatory Strategic Studies Teacher Einar to the advanced class.

I didn't want to take the strategy because of the idea of a direct connection to the war, but it would be better for me to know if I thought about it.

As a result of the idea, I decided to take the course.

Thus, naturally, when I started to show my face in my senior year class, I would also face more senior year students.

The common people were tough to hit, and they often said they didn't like it.

Siu is flat again, so I guess he doesn't mind eating extra.

I ignored it because I had no particular difficulty, but there seemed to be physical harassment about whether it was escalating.

Apparently, it was pointed out by a third party.

Siu himself didn't feel like a big deal because he sensed it in The Omnidirectional Exploration and so on and avoided it or paid it unconsciously.

Not until the student council faces get stuck in front of me.

What is it?

They looked very grumpy.

"I say Edvard-Grandbari. I'm in a class of five years. He's the student chairman."

Explain from behind that an obedient man is revealed as the second son of the Marquis de Grand Bari family. Edvard himself must be changing, as it is usually something that his squire introduces himself without naming himself.

As for the other girl, my squire taught me.

"It's Master Hildegardo-Cassandra. He is the first child of the Duke of Cassandra family. You will be enrolled in a class of four years and will be shown as vice president of the Student Union."

"... ha"

I could only answer that.

But the people of my servants bewitched me.

By the way, Steyburn has a good bloody skin tone that most people are close to a white race and has brown eyes on his brown hair. It didn't leak into the example, and Siu also had brown hair and scorched brown eyes.

Both Rigdor and Antony are the same, no matter how pale the color is.

But as we become aristocrats and so on, the shades become brighter.

Alice has golden brown hair, and Arestro and others have green eyes.

Viktor, Coke and Christoph were rare brunettes, by the way. However, it is close to scorched tea rather than black like Japanese.

Well.

It's a glittering man and woman in front of you.

Edvardo has very beautiful blue eyes on his blonde brown hair. She has long hair and flushes saggily.

Hildegardo has complete blonde hair and this one has beautiful amber eyes as well.

The surrounding people standing behind also look flashy, but these two in particular stood out.

It seems to have a neat face as well, but the atmosphere, aura, is more amazing than that.

And now I realize that you all had long hair.

Is the aristocracy long-haired in fashion? In retrospect, the children of the same class of aristocracy also have many long hair. Wouldn't it be about Viktor, the one with short hair?

I was coughed up with Gohon when I was blurry thinking about things like that.

Looks like a squire.

Give me your name.

After being pointed out in a whisper, I finally realized I wasn't named.

"... it's Siu-Aquila. I have a family name, but I don't have a family. Uh, in that case, you said the job, right? I'm a wizard. It's a class of the year. Oh, hello."

If there was a teacher Yvonne in corrections, it would have been such a rude and extreme introduction to herself that she would have been pissed.

So I need to ask you something, but I got in trouble because the employee's explanation was very hard to understand. Edvard, who cut the paralysis, spoke concisely, so I finally saw the story.

"I heard you're being hard on the senior graders. It's a fact I can't overlook as a student council, so I want you to testify."

"Ha."

"Tomorrow afternoon, we'll have a student council trial, so be there"

"Oh, I can't"

"What!?

The squire shouted in surprise.

"Yeah, but there's something here that's convenient. And as I testified, I didn't realize it was frustrating, so I couldn't help it."

"But I have testimony from around me."

"So why don't we do it with those people? I have plans for tomorrow afternoon, but I can't do it on a weekday afternoon. But, uh, thank you for your attention."

Now, keep your head down - even though this is a light, world-style meeting - after the occasion.

For the first time since I got there, I realized I was being harsh.