Chapter 63: A Light “Serves You Right” for the Foolish Prince
At the appearance of Celestine Crocus, Rodel clicked his tongue in annoyance.
“Celestine. Stay out of this!”
“What you’re doing is an act of violence. Do you intend to get punished right after enrolling?!”
Celestine strode into the classroom, her heels echoing on the floor. Although she arrived later than the other students, it was likely that she had been discussing the incident that occurred during the entrance ceremony with the faculty.
“Dora Count’s Son! Can’t you hear me telling you to let go?!”
“…Hmph.”
As Celestine issued her sharp command, a large man among Rodel’s retainers—apparently named Dora, with a hefty bald head—released his grip. Rest landed softly on the floor, observing the situation.
(Celestine is the Foolish Prince’s fiancée… I wonder if she will put a stop to his reckless behavior as his betrothed?)
“Prince Rodel, your class is supposed to be Class D. What business do you have in this class?”
“…Class D is beneath me.”
Rodel answered Celestine with a scowl.
“It’s a mistake for someone like me to be in Class D. This injustice must be corrected. If you interfere, I won’t forgive you!”
“That’s the result of a fair examination. What complaints do you have?”
“I scored 200 points in Target Shooting. I’m saying I exceeded the passing line!”
“Indeed, I’ve heard that your practical exam results were quite excellent. However, you submitted your written exam almost blank, didn’t you? Shouldn’t you be grateful that you were even allowed to enroll in the lowest class?”
“You…!”
Rodel’s expression twisted in anger. At that moment, a muffled laugh erupted from somewhere in the classroom.
“Ugh…!”
When Rodel glared in the direction of the sound, the students from Class A quickly averted their gazes.
“Under normal circumstances, Prince Rodel, your scores wouldn’t even meet the passing line. The only reason you were allowed to enroll is due to the Queen Dowager and the Concubine’s influence. If you have complaints about your class placement, why not study hard to earn a spot in a higher class during the final exams?”
“Are you telling me to endure being in the lowest class for four months… and you still call yourself my fiancée?!”
“Precisely because I am your fiancée, I am urging you to follow the right path. Or perhaps… you lack confidence in achieving good results on the final exam?”
“Damn you…!”
Rodel’s face flushed red as he lunged toward Celestine. She stood her ground, whether caught off guard or deliberately exposing herself to Rodel’s violence remained unclear.
(Frozen)
Instead, it was Rest who took action. He discreetly cast a spell, summoning ice beneath Rodel’s unsuspecting right foot.
“Whoa!?”
“Eek…!”
Rodel slipped on the ice as intended, losing his balance. Rest gently reached out, grabbing Celestine’s arm and pulling her away just as Rodel stumbled forward, crashing down.
“Guh… ah…!”
“Your Highness! Are you alright?!”
“Eek! Your Highness!”
Rodel’s two retainers rushed to his side in a panic. He had fallen headfirst onto the floor, striking his face hard.
“Bwah!”
“Ha, ha, ha!”
Suddenly, laughter erupted from all corners of the classroom. The essence of humor lies in tension and release, and the sight of the prince tumbling down at such an unexpected moment drew chuckles from everyone.
“Ugh… you…!”
Rodel stood up, glaring at the Class A students, but blood was dripping from his nose, and no one felt intimidated by his menacing glare.
“Your Highness! We need to get you to the infirmary immediately!”
“Eek! I’m bleeding!”
“Damn it, you lowly scum…”
With that parting shot, Rodel was led away by his retainers, leaving the classroom enveloped in laughter.
“Um… what just happened here?”
“Rest-sama?”
Viola and Primula returned to the classroom, tilting their heads in confusion. Behind them, Yuri blinked in bewilderment.
“Ah… I’ll explain later when I have time. More importantly…”
The clock on the wall ticked, and the pre-bell rang.
“It’s time for the guidance session to begin. Let’s hurry and take our seats, shall we?”
Rest chuckled wryly, urging them to settle down.