Chapter 8: Speyside’s Presentation

 
Shops lined the perimeter of the plaza, already bustling with many people. Some faculty members and senior faculty would give their morning and afternoon final presentations at the central plaza, while other general faculty and students would present at the four directional plazas and the central plaza during available time slots.
 
Incidentally, while Glen would normally give the presentation on the final day’s finale, for some reason it had been assigned to me this time.… Read more

“That is not common sense. It’s simply ignorance.”
 
The moment I clearly uttered words of denial, the portly man ran toward me with a desperate expression. He quickly placed his hand on my shoulder and brought his face close.
 
“Y-y-young lady…! I’m telling you this for your own good, so please say that what you said was wrong! I’ll apologize with you… no, if you can’t accept that, just bow your head! I’ll apologize!”
 
The man said this with a pale face, then put his hand on my back and turned toward the blonde man.… Read more

Chapter 7: Cultural Festival Day One

 
Morning came, and I was summoned to Glen’s office.
 
Since all lectures are suspended during the cultural festival, all faculty members except those giving presentations should have the day off.
 
Feeling somewhat irritated by this thought, I entered Glen’s room, only to be met with a troubled look.
 
“Don’t be so angry with me.”
 
“I haven’t said anything yet.”
 
When I replied, Glen chuckled and nodded with a wry smile.… Read more

“This is terrible!!”
 
The moment I showed my face at the academy building, Glen’s scream echoed throughout. Wondering what was happening, I looked down the hallway to see a flustered Glen and faculty members lined up facing the wall. The strange thing was the faculty’s condition.
 
The faculty members were facing empty walls without moving, and some were even on all fours on the ground, heads hanging down. The scene looked like a battlefield of corpses, making me tilt my head in confusion.… Read more

At Gaia’s words, I turned toward Karila. Karila was shaking her head left and right so vigorously it seemed her neck bones might come loose.
 
“No, no, no! I didn’t say that! This Gaia guy is incredibly knowledgeable about information from the town’s underside! It was probably people from other organizations!”
 
Looking at Karila’s desperate explanation, I sighed and looked at Gaia.
 
“So Gaia-san works as an information broker, something like that.”
 
“That’s right.… Read more

Chapter 6: Cultural Festival Preparations

While enjoying a pleasant stroll through the bustling festival atmosphere in the town center, I spotted a familiar face at a somewhat quieter café located on the outskirts of town.
 
The brick-built café had terrace seating, and sitting in the shaded area under a sunshade-like roof was a blue-haired young man. He held a cup in one hand, bringing it to his lips with a melancholy expression. Some of the café’s customers had their eyes drawn to him, though he seemed unaware of their attention.… Read more

Chapter 5: Felter’s Father

The Bushmills Empire is located in lands rich with beastmen and demi-humans, abundant in nature. While not as resource-rich as Grand Sands, its territory, surrounded on both sides by deep mountains, forms a natural fortress that is difficult to attack even during wars. In the past, there was an incident called the “Beastman Hunt” that resulted in the mass enslavement of demi-humans, but during that time, many demi-humans fled to the Bushmills Empire, which took a protective stance toward them.… Read more

“You mean that healing magic, which is the source of Maple Leaf’s culture, economy, and influence over other countries, would no longer be unique to Maple Leaf. Certainly, if a country appeared that reached the same level of healing magic as Maple Leaf, they might even start wars to monopolize the business. Or they might press unfair treaties on Maple Leaf, which has lost its advantage… In that case, not only the people and merchants of Maple Leaf, but even the royalty and nobility might end up living harsh lives.… Read more

[SIDE: Court-Highland Federation]
 
A report came that a letter about the cultural festival had arrived, and everyone was present at the weekly regular meeting. Ten men and women sat facing each other around a round table.
 
The bearded man with crimson hair at the far end looked around at everyone and spoke.
 
“Now, the next agenda item. Though slightly later than usual, we’ve received notice from Fidic Academy about the cultural festival. The schedule is approximately one month from now.… Read more

Chapter 4: News of the Cultural Festival

 
“I have returned.”
 
Using flight magic, I flew straight back to the academy city and landed directly in the courtyard of Fidic Academy. There, as if he had been waiting for me, Glen stood watching in my direction.
 
Was it coincidence? Surprised, I returned his greeting and dismounted from the driver’s seat. The carriage door opened, and Strass, Eliza, and Court descended, spotting Glen’s figure.
 
“Welcome back… you’ve finally returned.”… Read more