Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival [WN] - Chapter 125.1
Everyday Life of a Girl with Peach Blonde Hair Part 1
An inspection of the facilities of the Kingdom was held for new students after the entrance ceremony at the Royal Magic Academy.
The inspection, which was supposed to be held this time, ended up on the front side when a conspiracy between the royalist faction and the opposing aristocratic faction led to the kidnapping of Princess Elena and an assassination attempt on Crown Prince Ervan at the same time, both of which ended up being unsuccessful.
The practice visit for the new students was, of course, cancelled. The students were not told the reason. There were two factions of students in the school, the royalists and the nobles, and there was fear that if they knew the truth, it would lead to conflict among the students.
Although the Kingdom of Cleydale was the largest nation in the southern part of the continent, it had gradually begun to lose its power due to the situation at national and international levels.
Currently, it made a plea bargain with the captured aristocratic knight barons, and a purge of the aristocratic faction involved in this case was underway at the command of the Supreme Commander of the Knights of Dandol.
At the same time, the royal family was also investigating the noble families below the viscounts involved in this case and the senior nobles of the noble faction, who cut them off like a lizard’s tail.
In the castle of one of the noble families was the “enemy” of Aria, the adventurer who had prevented the plans of the aristocrats this time.
“You are being reckless again…. I’m sorry to say that I asked you to do this, but leave the investigation of that man to me, and you should take care of yourself a little more.”
At the princess’s mansion in the school, Elena, the owner of the mansion, complained to the girl who was her escort, and Aria, who was sitting at the same table on the terrace, made a small nod.
(…I wonder if she really understands?)
Elena glances at Aria with this thought in her mind.
Normally, Aria, who was her escort and attendant, would not often be in the same room with Elena. However, it appeared that Aria had been overworked in the recent battle, and her leg was still not completely healed even after applying [Heal].
The Healer checked it and found that the nerves had been affected by the magic, so rather than forcibly treating it with chemicals, she decided to let it heal as it was, since it would return to normal after a few days.
Although she was now the daughter of a quasi-baroness, Aria, who came from a commoner background, had a tendency to treat her own life lightly. She had a mindset of take or be robbed. Perhaps this mindset was ingrained in her, but she was always strict with herself and showed no mercy to her enemies.
It was because of Aria that Elena was saved and sympathizes with her, but there were times when it was heartbreaking for her to see Aria fighting for her life every time.
They could not be friends.
Elena used such words before.
Nobles and Commoners. A princess and an Adventurer. The difference in their upbringing was so great that they parted ways when they realized Elena had no choice but to bind Aria in order to be with her.
Even after Aria became a noblewoman, she still had to restrict her in order to stay in the same place. Even so, Aria stood by her side because of her “vow” to Elena.
What Elena wanted to protect was not her own life. It was her pride as an aristocrat…as a person. Aria was the only one in the world who understood that “feeling” that she had never spoken of before.
Aria also lives with pride to live as a human being, not someone else. That was the reason why Elena swore to protect her against all odds just once, and Aria swore to kill her enemy, whoever he might be, in order to protect Elena’s pride.
With that “pride” at stake, it would not even matter if her own life would end.
They had a relationship that was difficult for others to understand, but together they began to see parts of each other that even Elena had not noticed.
Aria was a fierce fighter when it came to exchanging lives, but there was something about her that was out of character when she was in her normal state of mind.
They were only twelve years old…in a few months they would be thirteen. With their bodies growing from magic, not only did they look old enough to be adults to commoners, but Aria’s mature tone and demeanor, along with her appearance, made her attractive enough to make some of the men who passed by look back at her.
No, not just men. At school, there were a certain number of female students who were eyeing Aria, who was tall for a woman and had a dignified atmosphere.
Aria seemed to be isolated in the school except when she was with Elena, but this was not only because she wore an atmosphere that prevented people from approaching her, but also because there were people who were fascinated by her.
(I wonder what those people would think if they saw her hidden side…)
Aria was not an outspoken person. It was not because she was not talkative or had a small vocabulary, but rather because she was trying not to waste her time.
It would seem as if Aria jumped from infancy to childhood to adulthood, but she sometimes shows her childish side in odd ways.
Sometimes, when she responded as she did earlier, her words were too short, and she would simply say “yes”. Perhaps it was because she nodded her head like a little child that she looked younger than her actual age at such times, and this was extremely endearing.
Aria, who was strictly disciplined by her adoptive mother Sera as the princess’s escort, had her own qualities, and her grooming and manners were at the level of an average noblewoman in Elena’s eyes.
However, her peach blond hair, which was originally unruly and shiny thanks to her magical powers, was beautifully arranged even without any special care, a quality that was envied by Elena, who had curly hair.
At such times, the other escort attendant would brush Aria’s hair with a happy expression, as if she was playing with her little sister’s hair. She seemed to think nothing of having her hair touched by others, and at such times she really looked like a little girl whose hair was being played with by their mother.
Watching Aria like that, Elena’s fingers would sometimes move as if they wanted something.
She wanted to play with Aria’s beautiful hair, which revealed her lovely face. However, as a princess, Elena was not raised freely enough like her half-brother to be able to say that she wanted to brush her maid’s hair, and their “not-friends” relationship prevented her from taking any casual action.
Aria had injured her leg and could not walk properly. Since she was capable of healing most of her wounds by herself without leaving any marks, Elena decided that this kind of opportunity was rare, and she used her ability to scrutinize information, which she had developed since childhood.
Elena prepared two magic spells. Aria’s eyes, which could see magic elements and had easily prevented magic assassinations, could not be fooled by an ordinary magic composition.
The challenge was to prevent the magic from being detected. The challenge was to be small enough to blend in with the magical elements of the surrounding atmosphere.
Elena composed her magic with a concentration that exceeded even her own near-death experience, and succeeded in ruffling Aria’s hair slightly by blending it with the gentle breeze that blew across the terrace.
But Elena had one more obstacle to overcome.
Elena’s other escort maid, who served Elena since she was a child, instantly noticed the mess in Aria’s hair and pulled a comb out of her pocket. She was in her late twenties and was not a fighter like Aria, but her keen eye was as sharp as one would expect from a person working for the dark side.
But Elena had a plan, too. The magic she had composed and released at the same time was triggered with a time lag, scattering a single flower that had been arranged in a vase.
The moment the escort maidens put the comb on the side table and moved toward the vase, Elena stood up noiselessly at the same time.
“Well, everyone’s busy, it looks like Aria can’t move either, so I have no choice but to comb your hair for you, just for today.”
Aria nodded her head in agreement as Elena picked up the comb, and the escort maid dropped the petals she was picking up from her hand with a shocked look on her face.
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