The Extra’s Academy Survival Guide

6 days before the start of school (2)

The royal residence of Sylvania Academy was located on the western side of Aken Island, on the cliff line closest to the coast.

It was also quite far from the southwest residential area, which had many convenient facilities and small commercial facilities.

Although they are treated equally in their studies, members of the royal family cannot receive the same treatment in their daily lives or residence.

Therefore, this royal residence was built solely for Princess Fenia.

The grounds of the magnificent mansion are quite spacious. There was no need to explain in words how special treatment they were receiving since regular students were not even allowed to enter the garden.

“It’s a big difference from life in the professor’s building.”

Time when the sun is setting. If you look out the window, you can see the vast ocean.

The soft sound of waves came over the window frame and filled the princess’s private room, which was about 10 pyeong in size, before disappearing.

Princess Fenia was sitting at her desk, looking at the sky beyond the bars that were turning red. The personal study desk, made of high-quality wood and decorated with luxurious patterns, was larger than Principal Obel’s office desk.

No matter what, the life of the royal family had to be luxurious.

It is a completely different life than being an equal student in the teaching building.

Princess Fenia neatly swept her platinum hair down in front of her left shoulder. And while trying to open a book on the history of magic and elemental science, he quickly put down his pen.

“…”

Princess Fenia fell into deep thought.

The golden bead that Lucy Mayril brought out during the placement test announcement. That was definitely the golden bead that Princess Fenia found on Merilda’s guardian tree.

At that point, Princess Fenia realized.

That golden bead was unique in its appearance and had nothing special about it. The magical power contained was so weak that it could hardly be felt.

As a result, Princess Fenia’s judgment was correct.

The bead was truly unique in its appearance and contained only a weak amount of magical power.

However, the fact that it ‘contains a weak magical power’ itself was the key point.

– ‘You did a great job, Miss Lucy.’

Defined by Archmage Glockt… the three major qualities needed for an archmage who desires the truth.

Magic sensitivity,

quick and accurate judgment,

and the will to explore.

Students who quickly concluded that it was a first-come, first-served test had points deducted from the ‘Quick and Accurate Judgment’ item. Students who returned without trying to find out the intention of the test had points deducted from the ‘Will to Explore’ item. Also, points were deducted from the ‘Magic Sensitivity’ item that determined whether or not they were top performers. .. It was judged by the amount of mana inherent in the bead itself.

The smaller the amount of mana inherent in the orb itself, the more difficult it is to detect.

Now that I think about it, the magic beads spread across the ground each had a different amount of mana. The difference was so slight that it was difficult to even notice it if you didn’t concentrate properly.

The more beads found with less inherent mana, the more points were added to the ‘magic response’ category.

And the golden orb that Lucy Mayril found casually when she woke up from a nap.

– ‘Merilda’s guardian tree is the oldest tree in the northern forest. This tree is inscribed with the blessings of Merilda, a high-ranking wind spirit, so it is always engulfed in abundant magical power.’

Professor Glast spoke, putting his distinctive skull-like face in front of the podium.

– ‘I placed a magic bead with only the smallest amount of magic injected into the gap between the already powerful magic. Even the location is a rocky island in the middle of a lake, so it’s impossible to find it unless you’re a student who senses its magical power.’

There is no end to the delicacy of magic response.

Just as a person’s scent is no longer distinguishable when mixed and mixed in a crowd, it is also difficult to detect when unique magic is mixed and buried.

Lucy Mayril is a human being who is born with such a sense of magic sensitivity to the extreme.

Not only that, but he was dozing off as if he didn’t know anything about it… but in fact, he was even reading Professor Glast’s intentions.

The proof is that he returned to the faculty building with nothing more, nothing less, and only that one golden bead.

Lucy Mayril was already playing on top of this test.

‘Yes, that makes sense…’ This

was the first time Princess Fenia had heard the name Lucy Mayril. However, he already had some popularity among his classmates.

‘Lazy Lucy’

If you walk around the campus, you will often see her curled up taking a nap on various benches, tree stumps, grass, etc.

I don’t know the background of his growth, but it is rumored that he is a genius among geniuses who is already gifted with an extreme sense of magical power.

It was truly an enviable talent, but it is understandable as the ability that people are born with is inherently unfair.

But this is something I still don’t understand.

There was one more person who knew the whereabouts of the marble.

– ‘That tree is Merilda’s guardian tree. If you look into the knot holes of that tree, you will have a good harvest.’

Ed Rosstaylor.

Princess Fenia was deeply troubled.

This means that Ed Rosstaylor knew the location of the golden bead from the beginning. It cannot be explained by saying that it was discovered by chance.

It is a bead containing a truly feeble level of magic hidden in the gaps between the powerful magic that emanates from Merilda’s guardian tree.

The location is in the exact center of the rocky island of the lake. It is definitely not a location that you can find by chance while walking.

There is only one conclusion to be drawn. She is a person with a natural sense of sensitivity similar to Lucy Mayril.

– ‘Let go of this! Don’t you know who I am?! This is Ed Ross Taylor, the second son of the Ross Taylor family! Get your dirty hands off you pigs! Where are you touching your body?’

– ‘Do you think I would pull such a trick just to disgrace that filthy failing student, Tailley or something? Let go of this! What are these dirty and ignorant commoners talking about?

– ‘yes? Princess Hua? Fenia, Princess of Mercy? ‘I’m sorry I didn’t know anything!’

– ‘sorry! Princess! I’ll hit my head like this! please! Mercy just once!’

– ‘The princess! If you defend something like Taily, you will only bring a blemish on his noble and lofty name. Please condemn him!’

“…That can’t be possible.”

Princess Fenia shook her head.

Princess Fenia is a person who has been appreciating people since she was a toddler.

The ugly sight that Ed Ross-Taylor showed during the entrance exam was clearly the dirty struggle of someone who was cornered.

I heard that Ed Rosstaylor had nothing special about his magical abilities themselves. Rather, it was a mystery to me how he could be so arrogant in a subject where his grades were not that good. This is probably due to the Ross Taylor family’s unique indoctrination into the ideology of the chosen people.

Above all, if you have that level of talent, there is no way Professor Glast would have left you alone.

He is a person who discovers and develops talents, no matter how tightly hidden, like a ghost. A mad obsession with talent. That was Professor Glast’s identity.

There’s no way someone like that wouldn’t have noticed that level of talent.

However, the uneasy feeling that remained in a corner of Princess Fenia’s heart did not disappear.

‘Is it really the same person…?’

I don’t feel like anything has been resolved or understood. Above all, the grave appearance of Ed Ross Taylor whom I met in the forest.

He trembles when he makes eye contact with Princess Fenia, does not hide his fear of power, and has a petty attitude that makes him infinitely weak in front of the strong.

I didn’t feel anything like that at all. At first I thought it was a bluff, but soon I saw actions that made me give up thinking.

Ed Rosstaylor seemed more afraid of the bonfire he had worked so hard to light going out than of being hated by Princess Fenia in front of him.

While sitting in front of the bonfire and chatting while collecting firewood with a poker, Ed Rosstaylor did not look at the princess even once.

Discomfort.

That feeling of incongruity that they might not really be the same person.

However, his appearance and demeanor were exactly that of Ed Rosstaylor, the arrogant nobleman we had seen during the entrance exam.

‘Was there an opportunity to change something?’

The biggest thing that could be a trigger would probably be being excommunicated.

However, if you think about it in a general way of thinking, it is very strange.

Princess Fenia is largely responsible for excommunicating Ed Ross Taylor.

I should have reacted like that by complaining or begging for forgiveness. If it had been that way, Princess Fenia wouldn’t have felt such a strange sense of discomfort.

However, the eyes of Ed Rosstaylor, who had become a completely different person, were not filled with such negative emotions.

Those two eyes when I saw Princess Fenia.

Insensitive. Impermanence. I guess it’s good.

Rather, it was a face that showed a sense of relaxation.

The fact that it was a feeling engraved in the eyes of an excommunicated nobleman… when I think about it now, it is so unrealistic.

“Surely… being excommunicated wasn’t that shocking…?”

After spitting out those words, Princess Fenia quickly shook her head again. He is a man who has lived in the arms of the Ross Taylor family his entire life.

No matter how calm and calm a person is, there is no way it would not be shocking to be kicked out of the cradle where one has spent one’s entire life.

“Hmm…”

Princess Fenia fell into thought as she swept the cover of the elemental science book closed.

What kind of family is the Ross Taylor family?

I remembered Crepin Ross Taylor, the head of the Ross Taylor family, whom I met at the royal banquet.

He was a handsome nobleman with a neat and handsome appearance and a benevolent smile.

However, it was visible in the eyes of Princess Fenia, who was still young at the time.

Princess Fenia’s unique ‘eyes of insight’ that measure a person’s vessel and gauge its depth. The sixth sense, which was like a gift given to her by God, was clearly crying out.

It’s hard to explain in words the thoughts of Crepin, the benevolent head of the continent’s most noble family, but there is a dark and unpleasant snake living in its stomach.

Behind Criffin Rosstaylor, who seemed like a benevolent ruler, there is something invisible and dark.

I clearly captured Crepin Rothtaylor’s dark face as he came out of the royal cabinet meeting room every now and then.

That person is a villain wearing the mask of a good monarch. I was convinced of that a long time ago.

According to what we secretly sent private troops to investigate, there seems to be a darkness in the Rosstaylor family that no one knows about.

There are rumors that sometimes items are missing from the imperial family’s annual reporting meeting and are filled in later.

There is a rumor that a person who enters the family’s mansion goes missing every now and then.

Rumor has it that the head of the family, Crepin Rosstaylor, is reading books about ancient demons avidly.

A suspicious feeling that something is there.

However, the problem was that there was no proper substantive basis for it.

“…”

Princess Fenia’s hand that was stroking the spine of the book stopped.

My insight into human beings has never gone astray in my entire life.

No matter how unusual she was, in the end, if she did what her sixth sense told her to do, she would be okay with it.

So, it’s a story of ‘what if’.

The darkness of the Rosstaylor family that our sixth sense cries out for but has not yet fully revealed.

What if Ed Rosstaylor had tried to escape from the dark Rosstaylor family?

If that is the case, it also explains why he can have such a calm expression on his face despite being excommunicated.

He naturally wanted to shake off the darkness of the Ross Taylor family.

However, noble blood is not something that can be thrown off so easily. Naturally, if you’re going to be kicked out, you have to leave a corresponding ‘stain’ behind.

“…”

Princess Fenia’s face gradually hardened.

Above all, if that’s true…

– ‘Let go of this! Don’t you know who I am?! This is Ed Ross Taylor, the second son of the Ross Taylor family! Get your dirty hands off you pigs! Where are you touching your body?’

– ‘Do you think I would pull such a trick just to disgrace that filthy failing student, Tailley or something? Let go of this! What are these dirty and ignorant commoners talking about?

Even the ugliness that showed the bottom of human nature… was all an act.

The story goes that there was another inner thought that even the insight blessed by God could not catch.

The story goes that he is a tactician who uses even the princess of a country as a variable for his own ends.

“That was…acting…?”

The princess immediately shook her head. That can never be possible.

However, the discrepancy from Ed Rosstaylor’s appearance in the forest constantly tormented Princess Fenia’s mind.

What if it was all an act?

If you know anything about the darkness of the Rosstaylor family.

If he was using the princess to shake off that darkness in advance.

If this was all planned out in the palm of his hand.

If so…

-Tak.

“You must be really tired. Me too.”

With a squirming sound, the princess pushed the chair and stood up.

Then I went to the window and felt the cool sea breeze. Her platinum-blonde hair was flowing and flowing happily.

I felt like my head was cooling down.

“I’m so busy with the admissions schedule and academics that I don’t even have time to worry about state affairs.”

Come and enjoy the joy of learning to your heart’s content. This is the encouragement the king gave to Princess Fenia as she set out on her way.

To a certain extent, they broke away from the royal laws and etiquette and came to the land of learning. Maybe I can let go of those thoughts now.

From the beginning, I lived a life where I only talked about politics, the power of the aristocracy, the treatment of the people, and the international situation. Now is the time to get tired.

Maybe I was already tired.

It’s just that Ed Rothtaylor is overrated.

Not everyone lives by wearing several layers of masks to hide their true feelings.

Is it because he has developed the habit of assessing people’s true intentions due to his life walking a tightrope between nobles and prime ministers?

Although my body was that of a young girl who had not even had a coming-of-age ceremony, I felt like my mind had aged before me.

To begin with, Princess Fenia wasn’t even that old. Isn’t it a time when we talk more lightly and freely and are interested in taking care of ourselves rather than guessing the true intentions of others?

The princess sighed deeply as the wind blew.

“Have I become an old man?”

Then he looked at the mirror next to the window. A beautiful, platinum-haired princess who had been raised and well-maintained was standing beyond the mirror in light pajamas.

I tried picking up my hair with both hands and rolling it up here and there, parting it on both sides, tying it, or braiding it on one side.

Then… I sighed once more and let down my hair.

“It’s not that I’m particularly interested in dressing up, but I don’t know why I feel so embarrassed.”

Authority sometimes binds a person. Since I am in a position that is like the embodiment of authority, the fatigue is indescribable.

Still, I couldn’t help it, because to some people, this position as princess would seem like a blessing.

“Yes. I may have developed a bad habit of thinking too deeply and difficult about everything.”

Princess Fenia thought as she felt the wind. I was thinking about Ed Rothtaylor.

He knew the darkness about the Rosstaylor family, and in order to cut ties with it, he deliberately used the princess to get excommunicated.

That assumption was so absurd.

It was possible to make it make sense by adding various premises, but it would easily end up being too weak of a logic.

His attitude changed strangely by 180 degrees…

“Let’s think that he went out of his mind because he was excommunicated.”

The one who found the location of the golden bead before Lucy Mayril and told it to Princess Fenia was…

“I don’t know… I guess I found it by chance.”

On the contrary, it seems like you are thinking too conveniently. Princess Fenia was aware of that much, but she felt refreshed.

“Even when we first talked, I couldn’t help but feel something like this deep inside…”

After thinking about that, Princess Fenia’s movements became stiff again.

The conversation I had with him when I met him in the northern forest.

I forgot about it because it was such a natural flow.

As soon as she saw his face, Princess Fenia shot him. Hurry up and get out of this school. People at this school despise you. Don’t you despise this school too? Doesn’t he resent me for excommunicating him?

What did Ed Ross Taylor reply to that?

The incomprehensible words he uttered while looking straight at Princess Fenia with an expression of natural wonder were—’I am rather grateful to the princess.’

I was so caught up in the absurd situation that I couldn’t ask what the meaning of those words was.

What on earth is being thankful for?

Princess Fenia is like an enemy who helped excommunicate Ed Rosstaylor.

What is there to be thankful for against such an enemy?

Are you thankful that you were excommunicated from your family?

“….”

Slowly, Princess Fenia’s movements subsided.

–

The sound of a campfire crackling intermittently could be heard. It was an auditory hallucination.

There wasn’t much the princess saw.

There was only the wide back of a boy who was gathering firewood with a poker and lighting a bonfire as if it was a good idea.

*

– Whirring!

“You’re caught!!!”

It was the seventh bite.

It was an improvised fishing rod, but it worked better than I expected. I had already caught seven freshwater fish that looked roughly like bluegill.

This amount is not enough to satisfy your hunger, but it is enough to fill you up.

I was hungry all the time, but for the first time since flying into this shitty world, I might be able to feel ‘fullness’.

I was so satisfied that my thumb automatically went up.

“Good fishing!!!!!”

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