This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

Jared's routine did not change particularly the day after his engagement with the Duke Olivier Alway warrant was decided.

- Except Jared, though.

Jared, who took a trip to the Royal School of the Kingdom of Weather because he had not received a request from the Society of Mages either, noticed the discomfort he felt in the school.

"I kind of feel a nasty glance?

Jared was famous from his students in better or worse ways.

It is believed that the position being taken at the request of the Society of Mages instead of being exempted from classes, while being viewed as the eldest son of the Baron family, who does not succeed the governor, is being regarded as a magician, no matter how much.

In fact, I guess they are.

In the school's policy of investing in actively extending excellence, Jared's talent as a earth attribute magician should want to improve even separately from other students. But there are no teachers in school who can teach Jared.

No matter how many Royal Schools, the number of magicians themselves is small, and many of the brilliant magicians have become ministers of the Magic Division and nobility. More than that, I'm a court magician. There are also freelance magicians, but such people act as adventurers. In other words, there are never many convenient people who are teachers and magicians.

Already Jared's prowess as a sorcerer is beyond the general line, as the sorcerer's association only chooses him as a candidate for court sorcerer.

Among the five hundred enrolled school students, there are about fifty magicians and only enough magicians to count with one hand comparable to Jared. They are also being asked by the Society of Mages and the School in exchange for a class exemption.

It's obvious from the other students that it's not funny.

So it's not uncommon to get gazed and punched in the pussy if you take a trip to school. But this time, the gaze Jared feels is different than usual.

A gaze of soggy discomfort. As usual it is looked down on, but I felt it included yet another emotion.

"Oh, good! There he is! Murphy!"

I hear Jared calling to stop me, who was heading to the classroom with his gaze on me, and when I look back, a girl comes running a little.

Girl with a pleasant impression with short cut of flax colored hair. Slightly small, with a cute look that leaves you young, but with a solid personality and belonging to the student council, I can tell you with my chest outstretched that Jared is my friend - Krista Oaken.

"Christa, it's been a while. You seem to be in a hurry, but something happened?

"Yeah, it's been a long time - I'm in a hurry because of Murphy!

"My fault?

I don't have any idea and I snap my neck. In contrast, Krista sighed heavily, turning a frightened glance.

"You know, so is Murphy, but half the students here at the Royal School of the Kingdom of Weather are aristocrats, right?

"I don't have to be told that. I know. However, it is also true that the number of aristocratic children is decreasing year after year. Why, because everyone like the non-aristocrats Krista works hard to study and enroll. The school also thinks it's better to have a talented civilian who can stretch it than the abandoned aristocratic boys. Wonderful school policy."

Most importantly, Jared doesn't like to call everyone who isn't noble, like Christa, 'civilians'. Nevertheless, I use it when I can't find any other words to separate it from the nobility.

"I appreciate the school policy, and I love Murphy, who is noble but treats us indivisible, but now is not the time!

"So what happened? I've been sick and tired of taking a sick look at you since just now."

"You know, that's why Murphy's the reason."

"Me? Why?

When in doubt, Krista steps closer and stretches her back. Put your mouth close to Jared's ear and speak softly in a small voice.

"You're engaged to Olivier Alway, aren't you?

"- Hey, hey, hey, why are you doing that?"

"Huh. That's why I told you. Half this school is aristocratic. Noble rumor lovers should know Murphy better from the same nobility."

"No way, it was yesterday today."

"The student council is in trouble because that's not what's happening right now! Look, deafen your ears and be aware of the voices around you."

Soothe your ears as you were told. I listened to an unspecified number of students who recognized it as a murmur.

Then I hear all the offensive voices, "My eldest son who won't succeed the housekeeper got engaged," "Who is that poor woman," "That famous Olivier," "It's a masterpiece, perfect for a fall who won't succeed the housekeeper if she's said to be a nobleman with the lightest ass in the country," "He did well, too," "Oh, no matter what his character is, and his butt is light, he's a duke's a courtier," "If the housekeeper won't succeed, you can just incorporate him into the woman," "The sorcerer, you can be kind of privileged," he says.

And he said, "Anyway, Olivier, you see a future you can throw away again." "Don't you think he's late?" "I heard you don't like men?" "You don't seem to care about gender if you look good." "Oh, boom." "Or maybe you just want someone's child." "You mean you want to be a mother even if you don't want to get married?" "I don't think such a person can be a mother," "poor Murphy," he said, extremely unpleasant.

I tried to open my mouth to complain the first time, but Krista gripped Jared's arm hard.

"No, you can't."

"What?

"I just complained about Murphy and the people who are saying bad things about Olivier and everything. If you do that, it'll just be a good ingredient for rumors and pussies, so definitely not."

"Then should I ignore it?

"Yeah, you are. I'm sorry, you made me feel bad because I told you to listen. But I wanted Murphy to realize that she was in school with Olivier."

I know as much as anything that Krista didn't want me to hear malicious words.

No one. He's just rumouring and speculating, just talking as he pleases. And that his gaze gathered because Jared Teng himself came, and the story gained momentum.

Honestly, I get angry. If it's just about me. Still, I'm also angry that you're even talking about Olivier, who my grandparents told me the rumors weren't true.

Sure, Jared knows about Olivier's rumors, too, and he knows there's a tight side to talking about. Sometimes I think because they say it's impossible.

Still, it would be uncomfortable to hear someone who doesn't know her making a fool of herself if they like it.

"Let's go. I forgot your teacher asked you to call Murphy."

"The teacher took me? I don't think I had anything to do with it."

"I don't know the details, but it looks like someone from the sorcerers' association is coming. What did you do?

"Uh, not that I don't have any idea."

Probably about the candidate for court magician.

Though I told my grandparents I would take it, I admire the fact that people from the association are already showing up today yesterday. More than that, when you really think you can aspire to be a court magician, your mind dances, though not on the table.

At the same time, there are worries.

Many court magicians must do something. Achieve just what everyone finds worthy of a court magician.

Jared has no such feat.

So what do I do? We're going to have to make a feat of it.

But modern times, thankfully, have no war. The Warcraft Crusade is at best. Jared has also defeated numerous Warcraft, but can be denied if asked if he has achieved merit. The numbers are high, but the quality is no big deal.

I wish I could defeat Dragons and Disaster Designated Warcraft, but Dragons and Weathered Kingdom have alliances, and if Disaster Designated Warcraft shows up, it's a national crisis.

I don't know what to do and act as a candidate for court magician.

I couldn't help but remember a glimmer of anxiety about the status quo, which a few steps ahead of me couldn't foresee, delighted at the chance I had sprung up down there.

"What do you have in mind?

"I'll explain later. Now, I don't want to be here anyway, so let's go to the staff room."

A glimpse of the students still slapping their pussies with pleasure made a small snort and walked away with their backs turned.