Avoid Former Co-Workers

14 – 14. End of Semester Assessment (2)

“Hey.”

“…?”

Usually, he would have chosen various nicknames to answer, such as the avant-garde, the non-church, and the idiot of Class E.

I only have one word for now. It wasn’t even a name, it was a word referring purely to the person in front of me, without any slang or bad nicknames.

There are quite a few people with grayish white hair in the principality, and there are not a few of them.

But judging by the color of the frame attached to the school uniform, it is a second grader. That is, classmates.

Honestly, I hoped it was someone I didn’t know. But no matter how you look at it, you know who it is. On the bad side.

“… Ha.”

That’s right. He is also a nobleman after all.

How can aristocrats endure the huge scratches caused by defeat by commoners?

Maybe it’s rather fortunate that we didn’t unite, saying that we had to trample over and over again.

Looking at it, he must have come to pay it back. But why should I fight?

“I don’t like it.”

“What…? I haven’t said anything yet…”

“Didn’t you come to pick up a fight anyway? There are professors, so why don’t we just go?”

In the first place, Sylvia came to subdue me once, but from my point of view, it was to get away quietly without getting involved with Michelle.

But now? Fighting for no reason only attracts attention. Even if you win, all eyes will be on you, and if you lose, you won’t be able to train because your body hurts.

You lose even if you win, you lose even if you lose. The same goes for notifying others of this fact. I’m not stupid enough to do business with nothing left.

I can’t imagine losing my mind after suffering that much.

How can you confidently say let’s fight even in the exam hall where the end-of-semester evaluation takes place?

‘If I could, I’d burn a ribbon and advertise in front of the kids.’

But… Sylvia glanced at her from both sides, then she sneaked up to me and said something different from what I expected.

“It’s not like that. I want you to… Make a deal with me.”

Didn’t you come here to crave and oppress me?

No, this is all a lie, right? Are you secretly playing pranks to retaliate?

Is that Sylvia asking me to make a deal right now? To the common people? To the E class students?

“Quickly… Answer me quickly…!”

I don’t know why, but seeing that he’s fidgeting, I don’t think this is a lie.

“Then explain it clearly. What are you going to do with it and how?”

It’s a big deal. He said something completely incomprehensible, so I treated him as if he was warning me that something was going on.

I still have Sylvia, no. She doesn’t trust nobles. People like Rhenias and Michelle are the only exceptions.

In most cases, nobles who have been defeated by commoners harbor resentments and try to trample the target more brutally once again.

Because there have already been examples of this, and we have even witnessed it with our own eyes, it is a natural step to be vigilant.

But… This time he shudders and trembles.

“You… Just stick with me and show me how to lose.”

“…Huh?”

“Isn’t it simple? If you do that, I’ll give you three 200 alte bills…”

“Wow. Hey.”

Bewildered, I hung up before I could finish listening to Sylvia’s words.

Where is this nonsensical deal to be obedient? Of course, I had no choice but to protest.

“Are you kidding me? You’re telling me to get paid and get slapped.”

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Then Sylvia responded that she didn’t know why I was reacting like this.

“Why…? You’re not just asking for a hit, you’re saying you’re going to give me enough money…?”

“Ha, yes. I’m well aware that your proud pride has been shattered. What’s the point of asking for money to be beaten?”

I added one more word there.

“Even if I accept it, how do I know you’re going to cripple me? What’s the use of getting paid and ruining my body?”

This is the problem. Because the aristocrats’ retaliatory harm intensifies, the D and E class students give up early.

If the body is healthy, even if the treatment is a little bad, there is no problem in living. However, other than me, this is what everyone else thought.

But what if you just fight back and accidentally cause an accident and break a bone?

Not to mention the pain, and there is no guarantee that the same thing won’t happen again. Besides, should I inform the professors so that they can investigate?

It’s fortunate if you don’t turn the victim into the perpetrator by twisting the water or catching the fault.

In the end, the real victims usually bow their heads at the nobles like Pavlov’s dogs because of their imprinted fear. The nobles step on the heads of those who are so inclined to try to gain the upper hand.

Anyway, when she showed her stubborn attitude for that reason, Sylvia tried to persuade me with an even more urgent voice.

“If it’s not enough, I’ll reduce it to four, no, five. 1,000, That’s five months’ salary for commoners!”

There must be a reason for pushing the unreasonable demands to the end.

I can’t be sure that it wasn’t hatred for me at least.

Who would enjoy getting hit in the first place? So I thought I’d politely refuse to eat sh*t…

“Here you are. Senpai! You’ve waited a long time… Huh?”

My partner arrived before he could even speak.

“Did I interrupt an important conversation between the two of you…? Ahahahaha.”

***

“Weren’t you two friends?”

“I’ve never had a friend like that.”

“Hmm… Really? It looked like he was asking for something. It seemed like he listened.”

I’m sorry, but it’s the exact opposite. I don’t know if it’s between enemies.

I didn’t say that when I arrived, but it was nice timing.

As soon as she saw Rhenias, Sylvia used her magic to climb up the rock wall as if she was running away, and she never came back down.

She looks like she was looking for me anyway. I’m sorry, I completely forgot about this while dealing with Sylvia after looking at the tool in her pocket.

“That… Senior.”

“Huh?”

“I’m sure you’ll have trouble saying this as soon as I arrive, but… I’m sorry!!!”

Why is he like this again?

Rhenias explained to me hesitatingly for a while, putting her hands together and apologizing as if she were a criminal.

“So in summary, break time was hidden in this evaluation and you used it to change clothes?”

“Yeah… I heard you can’t be given twice…”

Well, even if I hadn’t written it now, I don’t think I would have noticed it. Didn’t you find out because you wrote it?

Professor Meuniher must be so eccentric.

I think it’s because that professor is a person who is completely different from other people in terms of standards for giving tests as well as practical training.

“What’s up. Didn’t I have nothing to write anyway?”

“That’s… Even if this was implemented inside the Talbrt Arc, the assimilation rate is quite high, so an emergency could happen.”

“How much is it?”

“You answered 25%.”

The Talbrt Ark is a magic tool that is no different from a collection of information. Inside the small cube, not only the information of monsters and beasts, but also field information to be used as a test site for evaluation is put into it.

Depending on the input information, they may take mock battles or tests in hallucinations or hallucinations. Simple things like strength or weight control are possible, but you can also adjust how close to reality you can make something unique.

The similarity between reality and the illusion created by the Cube. It is called the assimilation rate, and the developer has set a limit of 50%.

Why? A high assimilation rate means that you can experience it as vividly as possible, but on the contrary, the possibility of getting hurt also increases.

“25%… Even if it doesn’t lead to death, exhaustion or fainting happens lightly… At this time, we can’t use the break time, so if an unexpected situation occurs, the test is immediately stopped and we can’t try again. The poor?”

“That’s right… I’m really sorry. I didn’t even know that…”

At that point, it seems like I was persecuted. Because people are so nice, it makes me look like a bad person.

“…It’s okay, raise your head.”

Even if you can’t use break time, at best your test scores won’t get out of line.

I don’t know what Rhenias’ grades will be, but even if my grades were deducted from my third year grades, it won’t change much. Is there any meaning in the yard knowing what it teaches and what is useful training?

If I hit it high enough to get promoted, the guys who looked down on me would be in a bad mood.

Rather than that, I just want to see what the effect of building up my stamina is.

“I’m in E class anyway, so I don’t care about grades. So, you can just ignore it and go first.”

It was just a throwaway word. However, Rhenias didn’t seem to have such a personality.

“If you’re in a group of two, you should go together! Isn’t it better if we go together because we can help each other?”

…How far can you be positive?

She said that she couldn’t use any magic, but Rhenias didn’t budge and seemed to be willing to do the same.

‘No, it seems more likely because it’s Rhenias.’

Although he is a jewel of Levant Academy, he may have become a habit to do his best in everything as he has experienced numerous battlefields.

“Well, that’s what I mean. If you want to go over alone, you can go over anytime. I’m afraid I’ll go over naked.”

“Then I can jump over it with my bare body.”

“…Why the hell? It’s easy to get over it after using magic once.”

“If you go in a group of two, you might get more points, don’t you think this test is strange in the first place?”

It was the only part I could guess, but I think it would be true.

To make an 8-meter-tall rock wall with a meager incline from the beginning is to be overcome by anyone who uses magic or not.

The time limit was not specifically announced, so it’s hard to see it as a speed fight.

In short, it means that it is a test that can be passed by both dogs and cows. Do we really have to pass this test in pairs?

Professor Meuniher, whom I know, would never plan such a sloppy test. Never.

“You don’t have to do it in pairs.”

“That’s right. That’s the reason I’m going to come and follow you.”

“What… Do whatever you want. Then.”

There may be a justification for building teamwork, but it bothers me that this test is too simple to do.

But the things that bothered me all disappeared.

“Anyway, I’ve already changed into pants instead of a skirt. Anyway, you seem to know how to ride. Can you tell me a little bit about it?”

Rhenias was smiling and asking me to teach him.

…Why on earth would anyone bother to buy one? Is he…?