Chapter 20

"Can I ask a question?"

Faye raised her hand.

"What is it?"

"How exactly do we recommend Allen?"

"It's not difficult. Just tell me that you recognize Allen Lovain as a classmate. ...Coincidentally, this class only has nobles and quasi-nobles. You can trust your own judgment, or consider personal feelings, family decisions, and any other factors. I will not question your conclusion in any way, and I will add that here."

"...I see."

Faye stood up and placed her right hand on her chest.

"Feiloon von Dragoon, by this name, recommends Allen Lovain as a suitable person for the first-year A class of the Ygreria Royal Knight Magician Academy."

"I have heard you clearly."

Hmph.

I expected Faye to recommend me.

But even if it's Faye, there's no way to reverse this situation.

I can get away from this dangerous person.

That alone is enough motivation for me to transfer to the E class.

However, it seems that only nobles are in the A class...

In my previous life, it was said that academic performance is directly linked to a family's economic power...

It's a harsh reality, but this is the truth.

Just then, a serious-looking man who had been driven by jealousy when Faye was giving a realistic performance during the self-introduction stood up.

"Lady Faye!

What are you thinking!

Even if Allen is a foster child of the Dragoon family, recommending a poor viscount's third son without investigating the allegations of cheating...!

From his behavior towards you, it's clear he's a swindler!

What will you do if the Dragoon family name is tarnished!

I will report this matter to the head of the family!"

Ah, I see. Whether he's from a branch family or a vassal family, or a foster child of a prestigious earl, he's what you might call a retainer or an inspector.

He must have worked hard to get into the same A class as Faye.

Hehehe.

He must really dislike me.

Allen was satisfied that he had gained another card.

"I used the family name not for myself, but because the Dragoon Marquis family has judged that Allen should be recommended. In noble politics, there are times when risks must be taken and decisions made quickly. I can see things that you cannot. You can report it as you like, but please keep quiet."

That's scary...

I don't see anything...

But if the head of the family says that, there's no way to argue back.

Poor Parry looked at me with a gaze that said, "I'm going to kill you now."

"...I will definitely expose your true colors and wake Lady Faye up... I'll be waiting for you."

"...Allen's combat level is Level Five...?

I think it's better not to do it?"

The sound of students taking notes immediately spread throughout the class.

No, I just wanted to say that I'm just a piece of trash on the street, there's no deeper meaning...

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"Well, that's the end of today's homeroom.

Those who will stay in the dorm can move in from today, so complete the dorm registration by 5 PM.

Be at school by 9 AM tomorrow."

I left the classroom as quickly as possible before Faye could follow me home and introduce me to her sister.

Once I'm in the dorm, I can escape anything.

I'm going to leave this class soon and transfer to the E class.

I have no intention of staying to build camaraderie.

I'm tired...

Just greeting and attending the first orientation made me endlessly tired...

When I got home, my mother had already left for the viscount's territory.

My sister hadn't come home yet.

The Advanced Magic Tool Research Academy is like a doctoral program in my previous life.

Each student has their own research theme, and rather than attending classes, they conduct research independently and achieve a certain level of results to obtain a degree.

It also has a strong research institute aspect, and it seems that even a single student's research is allocated a substantial budget.

I took advantage of my sister not being home and quickly packed my few belongings and headed to the dorm.

It's scary to think about what will happen next, but after hearing about the red carpet incident, I couldn't bring myself to celebrate my acceptance...

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The general dormitory of the academy was an old brick building.

The contrast with the luxurious marble-floored school building was stark, but I'm not the type to be particular about where I live.

As long as I can sleep, it's fine.

In fact, as someone who plans to sneak out at night, the old-fashioned construction is even preferable.

I called out to the caretaker's office on the left side of the entrance.

"Excuse me! I'm here to complete the dorm registration!"

"Wait a moment!"

After a while, a woman who seemed to be the dorm mother came out. She was an elderly woman of indeterminate age, leaning on a cane but with a straight back, exuding a youthful vitality for her age.

"New student?

I'm Sora, the dorm mother here.

Write your class and name here."

I wrote "1-A! Allen Lovain."

"...So you're the unprecedented student who topped the practical exam but is suspected of cheating in the academic exam.

...Did you do it?"

"I didn't."

I looked her straight in the eye as I answered.

Sora stared at me for a while, then said, "Hmph, well, that's fine," and led me inside.

"There is only one dorm rule in this Royal Academy General Dormitory.

Look at that."

She pointed to a plaque that read "Practical and Strong" in bold letters.

I secretly smiled.

It's a phrase I like, meaning simple, serious, strong, and solid.

For me, who lives an outlaw lifestyle, ostentation is the most taboo.

And being serious, strong, and solid can be interpreted in any way depending on how you look at it.

In fact, I have the confidence to take on this life in this world with a strong will and seriousness towards what I want to do and what I find enjoyable.

"The dorm fee is 1,000 reals per month, including breakfast.

If you're short on allowance, you can earn money as a tutor or an explorer.

Breakfast is served from 6 AM to 8:30 AM.

If you don't need it, let me know in advance.

Each room has its own toilet, but the bath is communal, located in the large bathhouse at the back right of the entrance.

Bath hours are from 6 PM to 10 AM.

You're from a noble family, right? Can you dress yourself?"

Sora looked at me as if I were a fool.

Oh! The room has its own toilet!

I was worried about what kind of dilapidated apartment I would be given for the outrageously cheap 1,000 reals a month in this capital, but this isn't bad at all?

And the bath is a large bathhouse?

A spacious bath where I can stretch out, with hot water available, is like heaven to me.

"Yes. I'm the third son of a poor viscount from the countryside.

I can take care of myself, so there's no need to worry about me."

"...For a noble, you seem oddly pleased with the dorm's explanation...

It's my job to scold students who get delusional after getting accepted into the Royal Academy.

It might be harsh to say to you, but I'll say it anyway.

Students in classes D and above can stay in the noble dormitory for the same rent as here.

In other words, this is the dorm for E-class students who are the underachievers of this school, and who can't afford the 5,000 reals for the noble dormitory, the so-called 'loser's dorm.'

If you don't like it, work hard to get into the D class as soon as possible."

Noble dormitory?

It sounds like a place where a bunch of idiots who only care about one-upmanship based on grades would gather.

The facilities and meals might be better here, but I find no appeal in it at all.

If I want to eat something delicious, I can go out into the city at night and find it myself.

"No, I like it here.

'Practical and Strong.'

It's a wonderful dorm rule, isn't it?

I will do my best, but I plan to stay in this dorm for three years.

Sora, please take care of me from now on."

Sora was taken aback,

"Hehehe.

I'd like to hear that line even after you've moved up a class."

She laughed happily and left.