Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival [WN] - Chapter 127.2

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“What… what is wrong with that person?”

Sandra was confined to her room in the school dormitory, unable to get out.

She was approached by Amol, the younger brother of the king, who was admired by many noble girls, and the one who recommended her to be the princess’s bodyguard.

If the princess’s entourage are from commoners, which Amol said was not suitable for a princess, could be eliminated, and she could become the princess’s guards. 

The Mars family, which had not made any achievements since the last war, would be better remembered by the royal family, and Sandra might be able to marry into a high-ranking noble family. Not only that, but Sandra truly believed that if she succeeded, she could become a full-fledged wife of Amol, just like Her Highness, the current queen.

She was confident in her swordsmanship. She had never been beaten by a man of her own age because of her pedigree and her excellent physique.

She was confident in her appearance. Although she lacked femininity, she was treated like a flower in the training hall with the knights, and younger girls looked at her with admiration.

Although they were not in the same class when she entered the school, she had opportunities to be with the princess in joint classes, and she felt she had a good chance to show her abilities.

However, the “Peach Blonde Girl” was always next to the princess.

She was a former commoner, but there was a certain air of dignity in her bearing, and her elegance and beauty were not inferior to the princess’s. The people in her grade looked at her and thought, “What a beautiful girl!”. It was no wonder that the eyes of her peers were drawn to those two as they passed by her.

However, the fact that Sandra herself felt the same way hurt her pride, and her feelings turned into hatred towards Aria.

She thought she could at least imitate a guard, but there was no way she could beat Sandra, who had concentrated on strength training with such a thin body. Even if she did not use the wooden sword with a core of magical steel that Amol had given her, there was no way she could lose.

However, when it came to the result, she was knocked down by the intimidation and murderous atmosphere that was radiated from her without even having to fight,

She no longer had a face to present to Amol. She was not even able to look his classmates in the face when she saw the mess she made of herself. To her, it was unbelievable how she could do such a thing.

“…”

Sandra wondered how many hours had passed since she had last eaten, when she suddenly noticed a sheet of paper under the door of the room where she was looking.

Sandra’s face lit up as her groggy, but still negatively tainted spirit moved her body to retrieve the piece of paper searching for hope.

“Amol-sama…”

The paper indicated that Sandra had high hopes for her, and only the initials of Amol were written on it.

Expecting meant that Amol believed that Sandra could remove the princess’s escort.

“Amol-sama still believes in me even though I am like this…”

But why would the king’s brother contact only one piece of paper like this? How could he send a piece of paper to the women’s dormitory where outsiders were forbidden, let alone men?

Her sick mind made her believe that it was just “malice” for her own good, and more than the fear she felt at that time, Sandra moved again to release her grudge against the Peach Blonde Girl who humiliated her, and to be of service to Amol.

There were several lower-class nobles from Viscount Mars’ domain enrolled in this academy as well. Among them, she chose those who were relatively less chivalrous and summoned them using her attendants, and decided to attack with a large number of people, aiming at the time after evening when the girl would be alone.

On a deserted school street, a group of boys from the upperclassmen knight department attacked the Peach Blonde Girl, who was walking alone and without any companions, carrying a wooden sword.

It was supposed to be a quick battle. There was no way she could survive an attack by four apprentice knights.

However, Aria quietly fitted both hands with black gloves while gently avoiding the attack, and in a haze of speed, she smashed the attackers’ sternum with the palm of her hand, sinking the boys to the ground one after the other with a fluid motion.

“…huh.”

Sandra’s complexion turned pale white as she saw Aria fight for the first time and caught a glimpse of her strength, which she had not been able to realize from her killing power alone.

(I never heard she was this strong!)

I have heard that one could defeat a martial artist 1 Rank below them with a weapon using only taijutsu, if so, how strong is Aria?

Sandra hurriedly threw away her wooden sword, drew her steel sword, and looked up. But what she immediately recognized was what she saw and heard: the palm with a black glove looming over her face, and the distorted sound of her own jaw being shattered.

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“I caught the You-Know-Who’s. But there was no shadow of the main culprit or any evidence that His Royal Highness the King’s brother was involved.”

Back at Elena’s mansion, I report this time to her, as my employer.

I captured the students who attacked me and identified them as knights of the dark side, but I couldn’t figure out the identity of the strange stares I felt in the training hall. Only…

“She was carrying a strange note. At first glance, it looks like it was written by His Royal Highness the King’s brother…”

“That doesn’t prove anything. And these letters… a woman?”

“And there was a faint scent of roses.”

It wasn’t proof, but it might be a clue. But it wasn’t the deciding factor in making Amol, the king’s brother that Elena was targeting, become more docile.

Perhaps thinking the same thing as I did, Elena smiled slightly and moistened her lips with tea.

“I’m sorry, you had to act as a decoy for me, Aria, it really didn’t work out…but I received some interesting information while you were out.”

Elena said, and the butler brought a single sealed envelope on a silver tray. She took its contents and showed it to me as she unfolded it.

“It’s about Grave… we have discovered which nobleman is hiding that monster.”

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