Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival [WN] - Chapter 127.1
Everyday Life of a Girl with Peach Blonde Hair Part 3
“Now, come on, fight me!”
In the middle of a practical self-defense class, a female student dressed in a Knight Rider outfit pointed the tip of a wooden sword at a girl in uniform who was observing the practical class every time.
The girl who pointed the sword at her was Sandra from the House of Viscount Mars.
The Mars family itself was neither royalist nor aristocratic, and it was a noble family of the military class that became a viscount through war service during the war with the demon race a few decades ago.
Sandra disliked this Peach Blonde Girl, Aria.
According to what someone had told her, she was a former commoner who had been adopted by a lower-class noble family, becoming the princess’s attendant and being allowed to stay by the princess’s side without any difficulty.
It was a common practice to adopt a talented commoner as a squire of a lower class noble family. However, Sandra thought that this Aria became the princess’s attendant because of her appearance.
She had shiny peach blonde hair. Skin as white as blue blood noble… The unique atmosphere that attracted the eyes of the princess, even though she was from a commoner background, was probably the result of someone wanting to use her to make connections with other nobles and keep her by their side, even if that person was not the princess.
Sandra disliked it.
Even though she was a part of the neutral function, she was ultimately an opportunistic person, and she was in a position of no importance to either side externally. Since the last war, the Mars family, with no notable achievements, had been gradually falling out of favor with the current trends.
Sandra could not forgive Aria, who had become the princess’s favorite based solely on her looks and atmosphere, and had shamelessly risen to the same level of middle-class nobility as herself by the grace of the princess.
If she knew that the Mars family, a neutral faction, would be on her side, the princess would surely favor her over such a woman who was only a pretty face. Believing this, Sandra, with the support of a certain person, set out to eliminate the girl named Aria.
“Wait a minute!”
The teacher in charge rushed in after noticing the commotion.
However, the teacher was only a former knight, a low-ranking noble, and there was no way she could talk to Sandra, who had the backing of a high-ranking noble.
“Sandra Mars-sama, what are you doing, engaging in a private fight in class?”
“No, sir. This is a nobleman’s pride and way of life. How could you not see that, being a nobleman as well?”
“But, but…”
For some reason, the lowly aristocratic teacher tried desperately to stop Sandra, a daughter of a Viscount. His desperation even felt like he was in a life-or-death battlefield, which made Sandra even more irritated.
“Isn’t it good? I recommended Miss Sandra to her. It should be fine with Elena.”
The person who interrupted them in the middle of the conversation took the liberty of putting the conversation together and turned his well-groomed face into a smile as he turned to the girl and Sandra.
“Your Royal Highness!”
“Amol-sama!”
The teacher kneeled on the spot, and Sandra’s expression turned into a delighted maiden’s face.
Amol, the king’s younger brother–who was rumored to be in a key position at the school–did not like the idea of having a lowly person on the princess’s side as in this case, and recommended the noble Sandra as more suitable for the princess’s entourage.
The princess was sure to nod her head in agreement with His Royal Highness, the king’s brother. With this in mind, he turned his attention to the princess, Elena, who smiled calmly and nodded quietly.
“I do agree with you, Uncle.”
A beautiful smile from Her Royal Highness. But was his imagination, he felt a creeping chill in that smile…
“But only if that person is better than the one I have chosen…”
“That’s fine Elena, the winner of the fight will be Elena’s entourage, and that’s fine with you as well, right? Miss Sandra?”
“Yes, Amol-sama!”
*Kashin…
At that moment, that peach blonde girl, Aria, moved.
“I, I’ve been ready for this.”
Sandra felt her palms sweating even as she thought she could finally show what she was capable of.
Sandra’s wooden sword, which Amol had prepared for her to ensure victory, was filled with a magical iron core, and although it looked wooden, its power was comparable to a steel sword.
Sandra did think that she did not need such a thing, but she believed that it was also a sign of Amol’s trust in her, so she grabbed the wooden sword and headed toward Aria. But–
“You’re in my way!”
“Hii!”
Sandra suddenly felt a cold shock from Aria, and not even realizing that it was intimidation and murderous intent, Sandra crumpled to the ground, and Aria walked leisurely past her and stood behind her master, His Royal Highness the Princess.
“Uncle…I’m sorry, but we don’t need an escort who behaves roughly in front of their supposed masters.”
“…I understand.”
Amol nodded as if biting a bitter bug at Elena’s words.
***
“What? She didn’t kill her…”
One girl, who was watching the training ground from the shadows in the distance, tilted her head adorably at the different turn of events from what she had imagined.
The plan was for Aria to fight with a long sword, which the girl assumed that she wasn’t very good at using, and then get serious when she struggled and ended up killing Sandra in public, so she wouldn’t be able to stay at the academy.
At the very least, she thought that if she hurt the young lady miserably, it would make it harder for her to move around the academy, but as it turned out, she didn’t even get into the fight.
“Well, okay.”
The girl spun around swinging her reddish dark blonde hair.
The girl had neither wisdom nor wiles. She had not been educated for such things. However, the half-missing “magic stone” in her possession remembered the “malice” of an Otherworlder who had memories about the many “Villainess” that risked their lives in this world.
This time, too, it was a piece of her “malice” that distorted the darkness in Amol’s heart when she approached him under the guise of innocence.
“I wonder what I can do next.”
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