The unprecedented high-level magic match between Ars and Ilyce, an unprecedented high-level magic match that took place in a hurry at the school festival, spread quickly throughout the academy. Moreover, it was witnessed by a number of people close to the entire school. It wouldn't just be a rumor.
　No, in this case, he had proved the rumor to be true by himself.

　And the school festival had only just begun. The first day, Ars couldn't do anything about it and went home in hiding, but it couldn't be the next day either.
　It's impossible for him to not do the job he was given.
　It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get a good deal more than that.

　That being said, there are adverse effects that prevent that from happening - if it was a matter that was part of the job, such as an incident, it could still be forgiven.
　But the fact that there are so many people concentrated in Ars, it seems like a sign that something bad is going to happen around him.
　Often, when there are too many people in a crowd, the trouble rate increases dramatically.

　It's the second day of the school festival and it's right in the middle of lunchtime.
　I'm at the entrance of the main school building, and I'm keeping an eye on my surroundings.

(I hadn't expected it to go this far...)

　I've always found it difficult to be a mage of the highest order.
　It's better than before, when they still take their distance from you like a boil.

　It's clear that there is more of a crowd in front of the main building than yesterday. It's not that they are moving in order. They are wasting time at the school festival, where they just stop and watch.
　Sometimes we were whispering to each other, and I didn't know what we wanted to do.


　The students of the school, or those who saw or heard about the game yesterday, would want to get to know each other. To check out the rankings, if at all. Making connections - I'm not sure I'm that quick to do anything that big. It's a good idea to be able to get some guidance for your magical skills, without worrying about your identity.
　But the students know Ars, both good and bad. I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more to say. That's why they're not sure how to handle it.
　There is no way that they can treat him the way they did before. But that doesn't mean it's difficult to be respectful without proof.
　In short, the line between the two is fuzzy.

　But in such a situation, fierce men are everywhere - the tricky part is that this time it can't be said to be ignorant or obscure.

''Excuse me, can you let me through?''

　The sound of such an over-inflected voice snatched away my attention.
　Two squires forcefully split the human wall and make their way through to let the Lord through.

　Ars's gaze is also naturally drawn to the two--especially to the two who would be the squires.

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for. The slightly larger tuxedo outfit may be for camouflage.
　The tuxedo is clean and well dressed, with no hint of sloppiness.
　Her neatly trimmed dark gray hair was all back. Only one bunch of bangs hangs down.
　His slit eyes were sharp, yet cool and calm.

　The other one was a woman. This one was also made for a woman, but was close to a swallow-tailed suit. You can see the dignity that reminds you of an English figure, slender and tall. The indigo-colored hair is simply gathered into a single strand. He was acknowledging his students with cool eyes.
　Both of them were recognizable users at a glance. They were both young men, probably still in their twenties.
　It was clear that they were mainly combatants with an awareness of their counterparts.
　Like the Favell family's butler, I have a slightly mixed feeling about the matter of their superior countermeasures against humans. It's true that there are aspects of magic that can be specialized not only for demons, but also for opponents.

　A young man approaches from the center of it with a steady and light footstep.
　I thought it might be a student of the academy, but it's not a uniform. The well-tailored white based robe has very little decoration and gives a really neat impression.
　The golden hair is trimmed to an average length for a man. The gold thread waving under his eyebrows bolstered his warm look.

　However.

(There's a fishy one coming up.)

　That was my first impression of Ars. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to find out what he or she is really thinking, but I can feel it somehow. I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about it.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world.

　Every time he approached, his behavior and gait told me that he was an aristocrat. It is even more aggravating that the movements are so perfectly uncomfortable without the slightest hint of discomfort.
　The fact that there is no discomfort is in itself nothing more than discomfort. The bottom line is that even if you set aside your bodywork and other combat techniques, the way you walk creates your own breathing and rhythm. That is natural and natural.
　However, this young man does not have that. He is a bizarre person who is a perfect replica of perfection.

　All we can read from him is that everything is a fake, a fake. His outward appearance does not give us any information about him.

　The buzz around him tells us that this man is not just a boner.
　From the excerpts that can be heard, it seems that this young man is named 【Umlyna】, but it is a name that Ars has never been heard of.

　However, Ars was the only one here who did not know that name.

　The young man stops a few steps before Ars. His squire was waiting behind him, and after a beat, he smiled impeccably.

''It is a pleasure to meet you, my Alpha's proudest and strongest magician, the first Arus Regin-dono.
Well it's one or the other.

　To the young man who lightly lowered his eyes, Ars replied with a blank expression. Inwardly, he was poisoned, but after thinking it over, it was probably too late now. Sooner or later, the students who were just standing on the sidelines would know.

　Ars looks back at the man who is more than a beautiful young man, more than a beautiful young man who doesn't crack a smile, depressingly.

　It's not a good minute for a gut-wrenching fight. The other party already knew about Ars.

　The young man narrows his eyes to the point of being unnoticed. That was because he was honestly surprised by the fact that he didn't know him in his current dialogue.

'My name is Ail von Ummulina,'
I don't know.
'I suppose this means that the Umluina family is not quite there yet. Or does it not matter from your point of view?

　The lightly loosened mouth of Ail reveals an unsettled or slightly unmoved casualness despite knowing his true identity.
　I don't know if he's been given such an education or if his nature is originally like that.
　It was just a play on words. If asked if he himself wanted to attract the interest of Ars, he would have said not so much. This is a different matter this time.

　The onlookers' groans would be because they heard the words "first place" from the Isle.

　Otherwise, there was no way he could have had a conversation with Umm Luyna as an equal, but he could only be stunned now.

　Ars let out a deep sigh dismissively.

(Is it correct to say that he saw yesterday's match?)

　As soon as I thought about it, I had second thoughts--

''I had been thinking about meeting her once before. But, well, what can I say, I didn't expect to be in the academy, but it was a blind spot. If this is the case, maybe I should have taken it seriously.
So you're a student.

　At Ars's unconsciously sharpened gaze, Ail let out a confused chuckle.

''I only keep the registry. Even if you are a nobleman, it's a good thing to keep the foil you can put on, and I don't want you to be considered uneducated.
So you're not gonna be able to graduate?
''No, no, the Umluina family is contributing to the development of the academy. With a large donation.

　Seeing the expression on his face that doesn't make him feel bad at all, Ars doesn't feel anything. Maybe it's a rather rational and graceful idea. You can gain enough knowledge even if you are self-taught, and the qualities that are required of you change depending on whether you go out into the outside world or not.

　If anything, Ars is so much more than a reminder that that's the way to go.
　Load up on back taxes and buy a unit. You may want to blame yourself for not realizing this until now. But if you think about the intentions of the above, of course it's impossible.
　I'm not sure that the school is in financial trouble either, by the looks of it.

Then what can I do for you?

　Ars isn't busy enough to engage in idle talk. No, it's just that he's bored, but not barren.

'Yes, I suppose so. I'm sure you'll find that the conversation is quick and helpful, but since we're standing here talking about it, let's change places. 'Silsila.'

　The escort woman so called took a step closer and put her face close to the Lord's side while keeping her eyes down.
　In two or three words, the woman called Silsila walked to the main school building.

　Just like that, it would be a misplacement.
　Suddenly, out of Ars's consciousness, a familiar voice uttered to himself as if scolding him.

''I knew it!

　There is a female student approaching us, shaking her red hair and shaking the skirt of her school uniform as her footsteps quicken.
　Looking back, Ars can't help but feel that he's getting more troublesome.

''What, you can't even keep a shop keeper as far as you're concerned?

　The reason why Tesfia showed up alone this time is simply because of the low tension on the mock-match schedule. Currently, Alice and Loki are having a mock match, and Tesfia is in a class offering. The last day is the opposite, though.
　That's why she has to watch the shooting.

'It's not,'
I already told you what happened yesterday.

　Because, as expected, neither of them were able to stand up to Ilyce at all, but they were even more disappointed that they couldn't see the match with Ars.
　As a result, I explained the situation of the match in light of Loki, but I wonder if he still didn't agree with me.

'Not really,'
So what?
If you know you're the center of attention in this school, then you need to bring me to class.
You're not going to use me as a tout.
'Of course. There are struggling students in my class. Mostly me.
As they say, in your case, you simply don't have the money to play.

　In other words, they want to increase the sales money and allocate as much as possible. It's a work ethic that is typical of noblemen.
　But if that's the extent of it, even Ars isn't reluctant to do so. Or rather, if it reduces the number of people around you even a little, that's what you want. I don't want to be the cause of the fire while working as a security guard.

　However.

I'm sorry, but I can't do that right now because I've got someone else coming up.
'What!'

　Turning her gaze to face him, Tesfia choked on her words and opened her eyes.

'Hey, Fia, how are you doing?'
Hey, why are you here...
That's a lot of work. I mean, you're still a student here.

　Instead of being offended, Isle smiled as if she were taunting a child.
　Tesfia, on the other hand, was only getting paler.

''What is it, you know each other?''
"--!　You don't know?

　It's a very good idea to be able to have a good time with them.
　However, the person in question couldn't be optimistic.
　So much so that there is an aspect of the aristocracy that sets it apart from Umluina, and in a sense, it can be said to be the most aristocratic of all.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this as well.

''Uumluina is one of the three great nobles.
So?

　Speaking of the three great nobles, Ars is a little familiar with them.
　The current three major aristocracies are the Favell family, the Sokalent family, and the other one is Ummulina.

　The reason for this is because the definition of the three great noble families is quite fuzzy. However, this told me that they played an important role in many mages and politics.
　The three great noble families change from one era to the next. The fact that a family's name is venerable is irrelevant. A family name shines as a symbol only when it is honored for its achievements as a nobleman.
　In this regard, Froze of the Favre family has been training excellent officials for a long time, and he has also achieved great success.
　The Socarentos are unique in this regard.
　Because of the extraordinary achievement of this family's rise to power in a single generation, they were revered as one of the three great aristocrats. The success of the Viziest is that unusual. It's a meander, but Viziest doesn't even bother with the term "three noble families," in fact, he may have forgotten about it.

　However, in contrast to those two families, the Umluina family was originally a duke and is a distant relative of the current head of state, Cicernia. They are real nobles. No, if you trace back to the original, they are lumped in with the royal family.
　That's why they are still able to survive despite being caught up in the old customs of aristocracy.

　The three major aristocracies are the top three indices of aristocratic power, such as achievement and fame - including financial power and influence, family fighting ability, and even power as a magician. This aristocracy system, also known as ranking, clearly shows a certain kind of name recognition and power relationship. In that regard, the Umljina family is always on top, and although there are fluctuations, not once has the Umljina been removed from the three noble families.

　It was an exceptional degree of power. The supply to the army was never ceased and many of the top brass had close ties to Umlüna.
　Currently, the Wurmlyna family has two sons. The next head of the family is the second son of Ail, and he is the most likely to be the next head of the family because he is more than ambitious as head of the family, he is a master of the art of controlling people.

"It's a far cry from our position," says Ummulina, "and nobility is a simple category. Ummulina is royalty.
Oh, I see.

　Even if it was, I have no intention of changing my attitude to Ars. It's probably because I have a temperament that doesn't like aristocrats, despite my original personality.

''That's what it is. Is it time for the whispering to end?　As for me, I'm a little jealous, Fia.

　He may have thought he was speaking in a whisper, but Tesfia's voice was easy to pass and she wasn't too far away from Isle.
　Isle closes the distance to Tesfia's place. It is so close that there is only a single fist gap.

　Tesfia can only stare weakly from below at Ail, who is taller than her, as if her body has gone rigid.
　It was unusual for her to have not only supremacy, but even vitality seemed to be dissipated.

　Then Ail looks down directly below and looks into her eyes underneath the golden thread of her hair. She slowly lifted her mouth and muttered in disappointment.

'Looks like you've got some dirt on your things.

　With a smirk and an archaic smile on his face, Ail lifts his hand to Tesfia's chin.
　There is no way for Tesfia to react. It's impossible to shoot into the eyes of the Isle and remove your gaze.

　And he couldn't even refuse the approaching face.

　As a nobleman, he was afraid of Umm Luyna. Most of all, this person called Ail was terrifying. Even if it was called the art of living, the hierarchical relationship that was determined from the moment he was born into the nobility.
　Such things were common sense that had been rubbed in without even thinking about it. So even if she knew the true nature of this rigidity, Tesfia could not refuse it of her own accord. Her family background binds her to it.
　The cuiously lifted chin - the lips greeted the overlapping lips without uttering anything.

''--!

　The warmth of another person's body with an internalized sense of disgust eroding him. I couldn't close my eyes, which were still wide open, even though I had that feeling.