Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival [WN] - Chapter 112.2
I did not know why silk underwear was necessary for a “game”, but since Gelf was an expert in protective gear, I accepted it without any questions.
If so, I might as well wear it while I’m at the school to keep my spirits up.
Time passed, it was the New Year, and one week before entering the Magic Academy, I was finally allowed by Sera to enter the royal palace.
The official reason for this was to help Elena prepare for school, but behind the scenes, it was because Ervan, the crown prince, returned to the academy that day, and Clara and Carla, who had been at the palace for Queen’s education, were away from the castle as well.
“Children from the countryside can stay in the academy’s dormitories. However, only about half of the lower and middle-class nobles who do not have a residence in the Royal Capital will use them. But, royalty is given a separate residence, and we will live in it at the academy. The royal family is supposed to govern the academy…that’s what they intended to show.“
On the moonlit night terrace of the royal palace, I was nodding silently to Elena’s slightly broken tone of voice as I brewed a cup of sweet-smelling tea for her.
I finished my education as a noble daughter and royal attendant at Sera’s mansion, and from now on, I would be by Elena’s side as her “personal attendant”, “bodyguard”, and “classmate “.
Elena’s attendant at the school would not be Sera, who was also in charge of guarding the Queen’s Court, as she was not allowed to leave the palace for a long period of time.
To be safe, I would live in the same mansion as Elena rather than the dormitory, but my main job at the academy would be that of a Royal Guard in charge of guarding the mansion.
“Only His Majesty knows that my body has healed. Still, as royalty, I have to show a certain level of competence within the academy, so everyone would soon find out about my body. If that happens, the noble faction, which has been quiet for now, may start plotting to have me again…”
Elena wrapped her hands around the steaming cup and moistened her lips with tea slightly.
“The next king shall be my brother. Otherwise, the internal affairs of this country will become rough again, just like that time when that Viscountess became the rightful Queen.”
“…but why did you…”
It may sound cruel, but wouldn’t it have been better for Elena’s if her body had remained weak? I was certainly glad that Elena’s body had healed, but she didn’t seem like the kind of person who would think only of herself.
Elena chuckled at my brief question.
“It’s simple. It’s because I don’t believe in my brother as much as I do in my father, who was too kind.”
His Majesty, who could not conceal his feelings and made the Viscountess he fell in love with the legitimate Queen, was still suffering from internal political issues. And Elena believed that the crown prince, who was raised by that queen, would also have similar problems.
“In the worst-case scenario, I will have to unite the country on my own. But the aristocrats will soon realize that the resulting government will not be what they want. And the royalists, who are currently our allies, will also target us. …Hey, Aria, you will protect me at the academy, right?”
She asked with a slightly mischievous smile, and I looked at her in the eyes for a moment without changing my expression.
“That’s my job.”
“You’re as cold as ever.”
Elena’s smile deepened a bit as she said these words.
“Then, Let’s go. Follow me, Aria.”
We headed for today’s entrance ceremony from Elena’s mansion, where she had moved the day before within the academy.
Elena’s attire was a type 2 uniform, which was often worn by the daughters of upper-class nobles. She was wearing a dark red robe shaped like a cloak over a dress that had been specially made for the occasion.
I was dressed in a slim, dark red one-piece dress that covered my skin from my ankles to my neck, a type of uniform worn by most female students.
In this academy, senior nobles were allowed to bring two attendants and middle-class nobles were allowed to bring one.
Of course, there were those who disregarded this rule and carried many attendants and guards for the purpose of showing off, but in either case, they could not take them inside the school building, and Elena, the royalty who served as a role model for everyone, would never do so.
That was why many of the senior nobles tried to enroll their close-aged children in the school as their entourage from among the children of the same faction.
I heard that last year, Crown Prince Ervan had two senior nobles one grade above him, as well as one from the same grade as his entourage, and there will be one more joining him from this year’s new students.
The only entourage that Elena, who was supposed to have many ties, had as her entourage was only me, a low-ranking noble.
The carriage carrying Elena, myself, and accompanying servants, a maid and a butler, arrived at the entrance ceremony venue, and while the maid and I stepped out first to warn the others, a sigh of admiration escaped from the surrounding students as Elena, assisted by the butler, stepped out of the carriage.
We proceeded onward through the lower-class nobles who were just looking at her with admiration and the middle-class nobles who were scheming to take advantage of her, and halfway through, the escort role changed from the butler to me.
A murmur escaped from the surrounding students.
The children of nobles above a certain level could be identified by their appearance alone, but they probably didn’t know who I was.
I was the only female student following the princess who was about to enter the Academy.
Elena laughed while covering her mouth as several students who had been checking each other took a step forward and stopped as if stitched together by my gaze with the word “Intimidation” written on it.
“I’m glad I chose you. Look at them, Aria; they’re in awe of you, not admiration.”
As we walked to the venue, with the students following us from a distance, I caught sight of a boy I recognized, who was watching his surroundings warily.
Elena noticed my gaze and turned to look at him, frowning slightly, not at him, but at the young lady walking next to him.
The reddish dark-haired girl, who was dragging Theo by the arm, was wearing a uniform hemmed to the knees, exposing her white bulging thighs, which was unbecoming of a noblewoman, and was smiling wickedly at the stunned people around her.
“Wow, this is wonderful. From today, this school will be my “stage”!”
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