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Thank you for your continued support this year as well.
This is a slice-of-life chapter.
At the Royal Magic Academy, after the entrance ceremony, the new students tour the Kingdom’s facilities.
The Knight Order’s exercise, which was supposed to take place this time, was disrupted by a plot by the Aristocratic Faction, which opposes the Royalist Faction. Princess Elena’s kidnapping and Crown Prince Elvan’s assassination were planned simultaneously, but both attempts failed, bringing the surface-level incidents to a close.
The new students’ exercise tour was, of course, canceled. The students were not told the reason for this. There were Royalist and Aristocratic Faction students within the academy, and knowing the truth could cause conflict among the students. Furthermore, they believed that domestic discord should not be revealed to foreign countries.
The Kingdom of Claydale, while being the largest nation in the southern part of the continent, had begun to gradually lose its power due to domestic and international circumstances.
Currently, a judicial transaction is being conducted with the captured Aristocratic Faction knight, and under the command of Grand Knight Commander Dandole, a purge of the Aristocratic Faction within the Knight Order is underway.
At the same time, the Royal Family is investigating the confiscation of titles from the baronet families and below who were involved in this incident, as well as the high-ranking Aristocratic Faction nobles who cut them off as scapegoats.
In one of those noble families’ castles, there is an “enemy” of Aria of the Rainbow Sword, the Adventurer who prevented the Aristocratic Faction’s plan.
“You’re being reckless again… I apologize since I was the one who asked you, but please leave the investigation of that man to me, and take better care of yourself.”
In the Princess’s residence within the academy, Elena, the owner of the residence, scolded her guard. Aria, who was sitting at the same table on the terrace, nodded slightly.
(…Does she really understand?)
Thinking such things, Elena glared lightly at Aria.
Normally, Aria, who is both a guard and a maid, would not often sit with Elena. However, she seemed to have overexerted herself in the recent battle, and even with [Cure], her leg had not fully healed.
After being examined by a healer, it seemed that the nerves had been magically affected. Rather than forcibly treating it with medicine, it was decided that she should rest as it would return to normal in a few days.
Although she is now a Baronet’s daughter, Aria, who comes from a commoner background, tends to treat her own life lightly. The idea of “take or be taken” seems to be ingrained in her. She is strict with herself and merciless to her enemies.
It is because of Aria that Elena was saved, and there are parts she empathizes with, but seeing Aria in life-threatening battles every time sometimes makes her heart ache.
“We cannot be friends.”
Elena had used those words before.
Noble and commoner. Princess and Adventurer. The difference in their upbringing was too great, and she realized that in order to be with Aria, she would have to bind her. They parted ways.
Even if Aria became a noble, in order to be in the same place, she would still have to bind her in the end. Even so, Aria stays by Elena’s side for the sake of their “vow.”
What Elena wanted to protect was not her own life, but her pride as a noble… as a person. Aria was the only one in the world who understood that “feeling” that she had never spoken of before.
Aria also lives with pride, in order to live as a human being, not just someone else. That is why Elena vowed to protect her from any situation, just once, and Aria vowed to kill anyone who was Elena’s enemy, just one person, in order to protect Elena’s pride.
Betting on that “pride,” even if it cost her own life.
“…………”
They were two people with a relationship that was difficult for others to understand, but being together allowed Elena to see things she hadn’t noticed before.
Aria, who shows a fierce fighting style in life-or-death situations, has a somewhat absent-minded side to her normally.
They are both only twelve years old… they will be thirteen in a few months. Their bodies are growing due to Mana, and to commoners, they not only look like adults who have just come of age, but Aria, with her mature tone and demeanor, along with her appearance, exudes a charm that makes several men turn around when they pass her.
No, it’s not just men. At the academy, there are a certain number of female students who follow Aria with their eyes, a woman who is tall for a woman and has a dignified atmosphere.
Aria seems isolated at the academy except when she is with Elena, but that is not only because she has an aura that keeps people away, but also because there are definitely those who are captivated by her.
(I wonder what those people would think if they saw her hidden side…)
Aria is not talkative. It’s not that she’s bad at talking or has a limited vocabulary, but rather that she eliminates unnecessary things.
Aria, who seems to have skipped from infancy to adulthood, sometimes shows a childish face in strange ways.
Few people notice it, but when she gives replies like the one just now, sometimes she just says “yes” in too few words. Perhaps because she nods so small like a child at such times, she looks younger than her actual age only at those times, and that appearance is extremely endearing.
As a Baronet’s daughter serving as the Princess’s guard and maid, Aria, who was strictly trained by her foster mother Sera, has reached the level of an average noble lady in terms of grooming and manners, thanks to her own aptitude, from Elena’s point of view.
However, her pink hair has no natural kinks, and thanks to Mana, it has a luster. Her hair, which is beautifully arranged even without proper care, is something that Elena, who has naturally curly hair, envies. Perhaps because of this, Aria is indifferent to her own hair, and sometimes her hair is disheveled after training.
At such times, the other guard and maid would comb Aria’s hair with a delighted expression, as if she were tending to the hair of a young sister. She doesn’t seem to mind having her hair touched by others, and at such times, she shows the face of a young daughter having her hair tended to by her mother.
When Elena sees Aria like that, her fingers sometimes move as if seeking something.
She wants to play with Aria’s beautiful hair when she shows her adorable face. But Elena, in her position as a Princess, has not been raised as freely as her half-brother, and the “not friends” relationship between the two prevents her from taking casual actions.
(But today…)
Aria injured her leg and can’t walk properly. Elena judged that there would rarely be such an opportunity, as she has the ability to heal most of her wounds without a trace, thanks to her information-gathering skills that she has honed since she was a child.
Elena prepares two kinds of Magic. Aria’s eyes, which can easily prevent magical assassinations by seeing Mana Particles, cannot be deceived by ordinary Magic formations.
The challenge is not to be noticed when activating the Magic. It must be small enough to blend in with the Mana Particles in the surrounding atmosphere.
Elena concentrates with a focus that surpasses even when she was on the verge of death, and succeeds in slightly disarranging Aria’s hair, as if blending it into the breeze blowing through the terrace.
But Elena had one more obstacle to overcome.
“Oh?”
The guard and maid who had served Elena since she was a child instantly noticed the disarray in Aria’s hair and took out a comb from her pocket. In her late twenties, she is not a combat type like Aria, but her keen eyes are worthy of being called a sharp member of the Shadow Unit.
But Elena also has a plan. The Magic she had formed and released at the same time activated with a time difference, scattering a single flower from the vase.
“Oh dear…”
The moment the guard and maid put the comb on the side table and moved towards the vase, Elena also stood up silently at the same time.
“Well, everyone is busy. Aria seems unable to move, so I have no choice but to comb it for you today.”
“Okay.”
Elena said so while taking the comb in her hand, and Aria, who had no particular preferences, nodded obediently. Beyond her, the guard and maid dropped the petals she was about to pick up with a stunned look on her face.
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“Why me?”
“I was told to have someone accompany me.”
The man who came to pick her up inside the academy felt like sighing a little at the girl who spoke matter-of-factly.
The man’s name is Feld. His height is nearly 190 centimeters, and he is so large and muscular that he stands out strangely in the academy even when wearing high-quality casual clothes.
On the other hand, the girl in front of him is a student at this academy, and her height is 160 centimeters, which is average for an adult woman, but she looked smaller than she actually was because of her slender figure.
If the two were to stand side by side, they would look like an adult and a child. That’s because this girl—Aria—is actually only twelve years old, despite her appearance like an adult who has just come of age.
“…Well, whatever.”
Aria is a member of Feld’s Adventurer party, Rainbow Sword.
Aria and Viro, who calls himself her master, are under contract from the royal family to serve as Princess Your Highness’s bodyguards within the academy.
Aria injured her leg during that mission and was ordered to rest. However, she needed to maintain and receive her equipment, so the academy’s healer told her to have someone accompany her, and she contacted Feld.
It’s hard to imagine that this girl, who embodies aloofness with her expressionless face, has any real friends. Many would agree to help if asked, but few would be without ulterior motives.
(…So, it’s me then.)
Feld isn’t exactly free, even though he doesn’t have any urgent work. He usually spends his free time training, but recently, he’s been focusing especially on combat training.
The reason for that is Aria, who stands before him. Her hair color was favored by a Spirit, and she received her own unstable techniques as [Combat Arts]. If she uses that power, she should be able to defeat even a Rank 5.
He doesn’t think he would lose in a fight yet, but if Aria grows, increases her power, and controls it, she will eventually surpass even the leader, Dolton, and reach one of the strongest positions on this continent.
The thought of being protected by her at that time makes him train so that it doesn’t happen; it’s a matter of pride as a man.
“Alright, let’s go to Gelf’s shop. Let’s go.”
“Yeah.”
Her first answer wasn’t what Feld wanted, but he thought it couldn’t be helped because it was Aria. The moment Feld turned his back, Aria suddenly rested her upper body on his shoulder.
“…Hey.”
“My leg is injured.”
“…That’s right.”
The thought that she could move if she could get on his shoulder without making a sound, or that she could just use a carriage, crossed his mind, but he decided to let Aria do as she pleased since it was too late to say anything.
He doesn’t dislike having Aria on his shoulder, but he feels complicated. That’s because Feld also has complicated circumstances.
Feld isn’t from a commoner background. He comes from a noble family located at the easternmost end, southeast of the Royal Capital.
That family was once known for its martial prowess, but now there’s no trace of it. Among those who are more inclined towards civil service, only Feld has demonstrated extraordinary talent in martial arts and swordsmanship.
His older brother had already been decided as the heir to the territory, but voices from the old men who missed the old days suggested Feld, and before he came of age, he was entrusted to the adventurer Dolton, who was on good terms with his father, by his own will.
Feld, who had already reached Rank 4 before adulthood, was clearly unusual to others.
The members of the Rainbow Sword were all more skilled than Feld, but that was the result of long hours of training and actual combat. No one like Feld, who had the power to scatter even soldiers in his teens, existed, and Feld had always lived under gazes of strangeness, jealousy, and envy.
It was at such a time that he met Aria. At first, she was disguised as a man and still a child, but when he met her the second time, she gave Feld such a shock that it blew away even the forgotten impression of the past.
A beautiful and dangerous-smelling girl with the appearance of a commoner of about 14 or 15 years old, with the power of Rank 4. He had finally found his own kind with strong power.
But who would have thought that the girl was still around ten years old?
Aria, as seen by her companion Viro, is a good-looking “young girl,” but Aria, as seen by Feld, is a good-looking “young woman.”
If she were a commoner who didn’t grow rapidly with magic power, it would be as expected, but even after hearing her real age, the first impression was too strong, and he couldn’t completely treat Aria as a child.
A reliable companion, with the appearance of a beautiful girl. But in everyday life outside of battle, there are parts where her youthfulness remains more than her actual age, and he is confused by the gap.
In reality, she is a child, so he tried to treat her that way, but Aria doesn’t let her guard down in front of her master Viro, but in front of Feld, she has the face of a defenseless girl, easily stepping into his heart.
When he heard that the reason was because he was “like a father and made her feel safe,” Feld was relieved, but at the same time, Aria stepping further into Feld’s heart made him feel even more complicated than before.
“Oh, welcome, Aria-chan, you’ve become even more beautiful. Feld-chan, your muscles are more wonderful than ever.”
“O-oh.”
As soon as I and Feld arrived at the store, Gelf, a dwarf dressed in a glossy leather dress that fit her entire body, appeared, and Feld returned the greeting as if overwhelmed.
“I want to maintain the tights from before because they absorbed a lot of blood. Also, I received a reward from the country, so I’m ordering spares. And is the boots I ordered ready?”
“…You really are a child who goes her own way.”
Gelf, who had a face like a clown ignored by a child for some reason, received the translucent, thin white tights from me and began to examine them with the face of a craftsman.
“You did something reckless again, didn’t you? Even if you absorb too much blood with mithril silver thread, blackening will remain when it regenerates, so be careful, because the strength will decrease. The academy-specified boots have magic steel plates installed properly, and hidden blades are attached to the heels and toes. But the strength is lower than the boots you used before, so choose the enemies you use them on. And the spare tights…”
Gelf stopped there and thought for a moment, then clapped her hands.
“Oh, I have spares. It’s a prototype with mithril silver thread mixed with magic steel black thread. The magic resistance is slightly lower, but the physical defense is slightly higher. There’s also a torso innerwear to match, but try it on in the back to see if the size fits. And… since the color is black, try matching your underwear to it. We have unused silk ones in black.”
“Understood.”
Leaving Feld, who was rummaging through the store’s products, I and Gelf went to the back of the store.
When I took off my clothes to adjust the size of the equipment there, Gelf, who had brought the equipment, held her head in astonishment.
“Aria-chan… isn’t it about time you felt embarrassed?”
“?”
Is it about the common sense that you wear clothes when you become an adult? Of course, I know that, but I haven’t really cared about it.
“Oh, you still have that, don’t you? It’s something you got from Feld-chan, right?”
Gelf grinned when she found the knife that I had hidden, which I had received from Feld at first.
“That kid is still dull, isn’t he? He still doesn’t realize that the child who gave him that knife is you, right?”
“It’s fine. It’s my choice to be grateful, and I want to be on equal terms with him.”
“Hmph?”
Gelf made a face as if she understood or didn’t understand, and I put on the equipment prepared by Gelf.
Black tights and a black belt to secure them. I tried on the black torso equipment that I was told was called a bustier, put on black silk underwear, and then told Gelf, who was checking the fit, my impressions.
“The waist is a little loose. It might be easier to move if it’s a little tighter.”
“…You can’t say that in front of Mira-chan, okay? It was quite tight when I had her try it on.”
“Huh? Understood.”
“Do you really understand!?”
If I just keep my mouth shut, there’s no problem. Gelf, who had a tired look for some reason, suddenly grinned and pointed towards the store.
“Why don’t you show that equipment to Feld? He’ll surely be happy.”
“Yeah, understood.”
“…Eh, w-wait,”
When I obediently started walking towards the store as I was, for some reason, Gelf’s language suddenly became incomprehensible. Is it the dwarven language?
“Feld.”
When I entered the store in the same clothes I had changed into and called out, Feld, who had turned around, dropped the gauntlet he was holding onto the floor with a thud.
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