“Uwaaaaaah…!”
We finally arrived at the Royal Capital Kaditt, and as we made our way to the Royal Academy, Ulysses let out a voice of admiration at the cityscape visible from the carriage window.
Well, considering he’s only ever known Salso Town, it’s no wonder he’s surprised.
“Once we get to the Royal Academy, we need to prepare Ulysses-kun’s room and uniform right away.”
“Please rest assured, I sent a letter to the Academy in advance. It should already be prepared.”
Oh, that’s Monica for you.
She teases me relentlessly as usual, but when it comes to work, she’s as perfect as ever.
However, putting the room aside, I’m a little curious how she prepared Ulysses’ uniform without even measuring him.
“There’s no need to worry about that either. We simply prepared a ready-made uniform that fits Ulysses-sama’s build.”
“I see.”
“Yes. This Monica Ashton has no interest in the bodies of men other than Prince Harold.”
Seriously, what kind of perverted things is she saying?
Because she said that, Sandra is glaring at me intensely. At me.
With me feeling like I’m sitting on pins and needles, the carriage proceeded down the main street, and we arrived at the Royal Academy.
“O-Oh, what a big building…!”
“Yeah. It’s the second largest in this Royal Capital, after the Royal Palace.”
Or rather, it’s more accurate to say that this scale was necessary as the stage for “Engage Hazard.”
See, most of the “EnHaza” events take place on these grounds. If it were a small schoolhouse, the events would be poor.
“Since classes are still in session at this hour, let’s head to the Dormitory first.”
“Yes.”
And so, we got out of the carriage and headed straight for the Dormitory.
Then.
“Ufufu, welcome back, Prince Harold, Alexandra-sama, Monica-sama.”
For some reason, Christia was waiting all alone.
“U-Um… w-we’re back.”
“Yes.”
A little bewildered, I said that, and Christia smiled sweetly.
I mean, how did she know we were back…?
“I received a report from a believer at the city gate about your Highness’s return.”
“I see…”
Ah… the Barthian Holy Kingdom has believers all over the world. It’s only natural that there would be believers among the guards protecting the city gate. It seems convenient no matter where you go in the world… or maybe not.
If you’re a Saint, you’re constantly being watched no matter where you go in the world.
That includes within this Academy.
“…At least when you’re with us, you don’t have to be the Saint, you know?”
“Ah… ufufu, thank you.”
Seeing me embarrassed for blurting out those words, Christia smiled happily.
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“For now, putting aside why Lady Saint is skipping class… this is Ulysses Stone. He’s the son of the Stone Margrave House.”
“I-I’m Ulysses! Please treat me well!”
Without much of a greeting, I brought Ulysses to the Common Room and introduced him to Christia.
Ulysses, perhaps due to nervousness, bent his body at a right angle from a ramrod straight posture. So innocent.
“I’m Christia Salerno. I look forward to working with you.”
“! Y-Yes!”
Oh, Ulysses’ face is bright red. It seems he’s captivated by Christia’s beauty.
But, the Saint is cunning, so if he’s not careful, he’s sure to get burned.
Even in “EnHaza,” there were many male students who were skillfully handled while hitting on her, and before they knew it, they were used and fell into the Abyss.
“…Could it be that Prince Harold intends to introduce Ulysses-san to Warren…?”
“You’re perceptive.”
I nodded to Christia, who quietly came next to me and whispered in my ear.
“I see… so that’s why Prince Harold went all the way to the northern tip of the island. But, is it really okay?”
Christia looked worried as she peered into my face.
From the way she’s talking, does she perhaps know that Ulysses is a Norseman?
“The Barthian Holy Kingdom is older than the Dehauvalz Kingdom… no, it’s the oldest country in the world. Of course, we are aware of the Norse Empire.”
“I-I see…”
As expected of someone cunning, she’s sharp.
She sees right through everything without me saying anything.
“In that case, we have time until everyone’s classes are over. Since we have the opportunity, would you mind telling me more about Ulysses-san?”
“O-Of course! I’d be happy to!”
And so, we chatted until after school.
But… Ulysses, I know he’s a man because he’s wearing men’s clothing, but if he were wearing women’s clothing, wouldn’t he just look like a woman? His eyelashes are super long too… wait.
“S-Sandra?”
“Muu…”
For some reason, she’s gripping my hand tightly and pouting.
Did I do something?
“Young Lady is sulking because Prince Harold is being so friendly with Lady Saint and Ulysses-sama. Of course, so are Caz and I.”
“Eeeh…”
“D-Don’t drag me into this!?”
Seeing Caz protesting fiercely on my shoulder, I, Sandra who was sulking, and Monica laughed happily.
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