108. This Isn't My Autograph Session
“Senior!”
“Excuse me, Senior? May I have a moment, Senior?!”
“Karl-senior!”
“Please tell us the story about the Bright Light Church’s holy relic!”
“Karl Adelheit-senior!”
Enough. Stop. Please. Kids. Stop calling me like that. There’s only one Karl Adelheit. I can’t use clones!
It reminds me of what Selena said to me. Treat the new students well when they approach. Of course I was going to do that. These are the first juniors I’ve met since entering the Academy, taking a leave, and returning.
Of course, by grade, the current 3rd years are also my juniors… but… how to put it. The feeling is a bit weird. My juniors but higher grade than me. Something like that.
Anyway, for that reason, at the freshman welcome party, I tried to maintain a somewhat appropriate position. I had a feeling it might be quite tiring, but I decided to accept it happily.
“Senior!! I really, really wanted to meet you!”
“I heard you were the saint of the Church. I want to see the blessed medal!”
“What about the medal given by the elves?! Is it better than the Empire’s medal?!”
“…”
I’m happy. Happy, but my mind is blank. Obviously it’s the freshman welcome party, but the words are freshman welcome party, but in reality it’s Karl Adelheit explanation session. Or perhaps an autograph session opened.
I thought if I dealt with a few appropriately and sent them away, they would disperse on their own, but looking at it, the sparkling-eyed new students are lined up in a very long line without telling even one lie.
This way, it’s awkward for both sides. The 2nd years gathered here are to welcome the new students, not to gather to see me taking all the attention.
And these friends, now all attention is on me, but thinking about the future academy life, it’s beneficial in many ways to build good relationships with other 2nd years as well.
Therefore, I need to toss these friends to the 2nd years who are just watching the situation, but I can’t figure out at what timing!
When this happens, the 2nd year guys should do something…
Normally, the character who would do that would be me. The problem is, by grade, I’m higher than the current 2nd years.
Moreover, I’m the brother of the one who will soon become the Crown Princess, and above all, the crazy guy who swept all the medals, so they were already subtly watching my eyes.
That’s why I took a momentary gap to use the excuse that Lepia left her seat and went to fetch her.
I shouldn’t let the 2nd year who is my junior do a confession attack. If that happens, if a guy who isn’t even from the Empire gets shocked and does something stupid, what then.
By doing this, I sent the Lasquer-origin 2nd year student back to his seat and saved Lepia too. Seeing her bow her head and thank me, it seems she was indeed in an awkward situation.
Probably she received something like a confession. It was the time for the princess who was almost chased away! One chance.
But the situation, um. It ended too early. Damn.
Then I have to return to the freshman welcome party that’s still going on. I want to just run away, but the act of showing my face and leaving is like running away from enemies, which feels unpleasant.
“Ah! Karl-senior! Come here for a moment! The new students have something they want to ask the senior about!”
“Why are you always like that. We said we would take Karl-senior first.”
At the moment I thought I might have to personally chase these new students away from the 2nd years, suddenly someone from far away raises their hand with a “tick!”
“Karl! Stop and sit here!”
“Friedrich Count-nim. There’s something I want to talk to you about for a while, so come quickly.”
“…”
I told him not to come, but eventually, Schlippen, Wilhelm waving their hands from far away, and next to them, Alexander and Joachim shaking their heads as if saying ‘we’re saved.’
There are 5th years at the freshman welcome party. It’s surprising that ‘fossils’ came, but thanks to that, the shouts looking for me from all directions suddenly died down.
It’s a fool’s mistake not to take this opportunity. So, I boarded the escape route they offered immediately.
Success! Now I can escape from the infinite repeating combined attack of new students and 2nd years!
“You said not to go, but you don’t even listen to my words.”
“But we did escape thanks to us, right?”
“Yeah. Karl, I don’t think you need to say thank you that way.”
“Yeah. Thank you. You guys. If it weren’t for you, the freshman welcome party would have been my autograph session. Uwaa. Really, I didn’t do this crazy thing to do that.”
When I turned my head slightly, my empty seat was being quickly filled by other 2nd years. That makes sense, because they would have had a lot of burden to clear the attention pouring on me.
Moreover, among this year’s 2nd years, there is no one who is doing better than our Friedrich Count family, so it couldn’t be helped.
“Hey hey. Karl. There, there.”
“What. Why.”
I was about to sigh and drink a drink, but Wilhelm tapped my shoulder.
When I turned my head, there were two female students sitting opposite each other, quietly drinking drinks with other new students.
Eloise and Lavr?
I expected Lavr not to come out actively like other new students. But I didn’t expect Eloise to be like that.
If it’s the elf personality, I thought she would be running around saying ‘Aha! I’m Eloise! Nice to meet you, seniors!’
“Wow. It’s so tense. It looks like bullets are coming out of their eyes.”
As expected, Eloise and Lavr’s eyes were not ordinary fierce even from afar.
Maybe someone did something unpleasant. Or said something ignoring elf or commoner. Worries arise. I want to go quickly and ask the reason.
“Hey, Karl.”
Schlippen sitting next to me tapped my shoulder and suddenly grinned.
Why are you laughing like that. Kid. Don’t laugh. It will make it worse for nothing.
“You and Selena are already in a firm state. Then what about these two?”
“What.”
“Hey. Don’t pretend not to know. We have eyes too. Last time, I saw some strange atmosphere flowing.”
“…”
“Oh oh. Not answering and even silence? Is there something? Right?”
“It’s not that. I brought a medal here too. I’m considering whether to cut it deeply to hurt.”
Then Schlippen immediately raises both hands in surrender. But what’s funny is that while requesting surrender, he was still talking with his mouth.
“No need to be embarrassed. Karl. If you were just a noble, I wouldn’t know, but if you become a hereditary noble with a title, even if you have multiple wives, there’s no problem.”
“I never thought about that or felt embarrassed.”
“Yeah? Still, take it as advice. Looking at it now, it seems like a word that will be necessary later!”
Schlippen’s words, Wilhelm, Alexander, and Joachim next to him laughed heartily.
Seeing their expressions, I momentarily thought about doing a wide-range provocation like ‘So, do you all have girlfriends?’ but with superhuman patience, I held it back.
Yeah. I understand. As a Medal of Honor recipient, it’s beautiful to endure once for these pitiful and foolish creatures.
There is a more important issue than that now. Who is the one who dared to go against the feelings of the Luzens extermination unit commander and the Empire’s sharp shooter.
What kind of words did they say that made those two still sitting with stiff faces sipping drinks like that!
*
Sometimes transcendent vision and senses become shackles rather than gifts. In that regard, Eloise, who witnessed the scene a moment ago, had to bite her lip.
That human.
I heard before that he had no intention of approaching Karl. Obviously, he promised that.
But what is this? Saying it’s not anything, no intention to approach. When Karl came close, they were talking very naturally?
I don’t know exactly what the situation is. But, seeing the strange flow between the two, I can tell. This is that scene that would appear in imperial romance novels.
The appearance of the male protagonist who saves the female protagonist in a difficult situation!
Just assassinate them?
It’s not hard at all. After all, it’s something I always do to dispose of them, and I can handle the aftermath cleanly. I can do it as something done in Luzens or turn it into Lasquer.
The problem is, no matter how I do that, I can’t make it as if nothing happened to the Empire’s responsibility. Moreover, if such a thing happens where Karl is, it could negatively affect his reputation.
After agonizing over it in many parts, Eloise had to reach a conclusion.
Endure. For now, endure. Eloise. If I do something unnecessary, I’ll definitely get scolded by Karl.
While muttering that and sipping the drink, when she saw Lavrenti’s expression sitting opposite, she let out a “Aah.” exclamation.
“…”
By roughly reading Lavrenti’s eyes looking at Lepia, it seemed like the desire ‘Shall I snipe her?’ was bubbling.
Eloise, who has a similar style to herself, felt a strange sense of kinship somehow.