First of All, I’m Drinking - Chapter 69
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Episode 69
A month’s time passed in the blink of an eye.
Buying school uniforms, purchasing supplies for school.
In my spare time, I sparred with Merry in swordsmanship, leaving no time to breathe.
Finally, the day before school started.
“Please take care, Your Majesty.”
“You can’t just beat up kids because you don’t like them.”
“Bring fried chicken when you come back!”
I received a send-off from the Pluton Sect and traveled to Millennium using Kise’s warp magic.
At Millennium, I rented a carriage like last time.
Since it wasn’t Hisan but ordinary horses pulling it, it took some time.
After enduring hours of bumpy carriage travel, I arrived at the academy.
The carriage entered through the main gate and stopped in front of the Swordsmanship Department grounds.
“You’ll have to go on your own from here.”
Kise helped unload my luggage from the carriage.
“I’m sure the Prince will do well, but I can’t help feeling anxious. You absolutely cannot beat up kids just because things don’t go your way.”
“Of course. What do you take me for?”
“Well… um, nothing.”
Kise gazed at distant mountains.
His expression showed no trust whatsoever.
“I know what’s important too. I have no intention of causing unnecessary trouble.”
I didn’t come here to enjoy a pleasant school life.
My goal was to infiltrate the academy and root out Baal’s agents lurking within.
I had no intention of forgetting my duty and rampaging carelessly.
“Yes, I’ll trust you.”
His expression still seemed unconvinced, but Kise at least said those words.
“If nothing happens, the next time we meet will be during vacation.”
“That’s right.”
“Be careful. Never overdo it.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
Even as Kise rode away in the carriage, he turned back to wave at me.
I waved back in return.
Soon I picked up my luggage with both hands and headed toward my destination.
“Let’s go.”
The vast grounds of the Swordsmanship Department spread out before me.
It wasn’t an exaggeration – it was truly enormous.
The Swordsmanship Department occupied a considerable portion of Millennium Academy’s already expansive territory.
There were five buildings in total.
Two lecture halls with classrooms for lessons.
One training facility.
Two dormitories.
Not only was the scale enormous, but they looked as magnificent as palaces from mythology.
Besides these, there were separate outdoor facilities that appeared to be training grounds.
The dormitories seemed to have separate buildings for men and women.
Naturally, I was headed to the male dormitory.
“Hello.”
As I entered the lobby with a greeting, a man who appeared to be the dormitory supervisor was sitting there.
“Name and student number.”
The man spoke curtly.
“I’m Asel. I don’t know my student number… I’m a first-year.”
“Transfer student?”
“Yes.”
“Wait a moment.”
The man rummaged through a file folder and quickly found my name.
“Here it is, Asel. Just go straight up to Room 516.”
“Isn’t there a separate key?”
“The dormitory doors don’t lock. That way I can take immediate action if something happens.”
When I thought about it, that made sense.
I bowed to the man and climbed the stairs in the direction he indicated.
As the room number suggested, it was on the 5th floor.
“Room 516… here it is.”
As the man said, the door wasn’t locked.
I opened the door and went inside.
There was a bathroom and shower room next to the shoe rack, and there were two beds total.
Someone had already arrived at one of the beds and was busily unpacking.
It seemed to be my roommate who I’d be living with for the semester.
‘Since it’s come to this, it would be good to get along well, right?’
I steeled myself and extended my hand first in greeting.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Asel…”
My roommate slowly turned around.
Oh, damn it.
I had my suspicions from the moment I saw that snow-white hair.
“To meet in a place like this. Is it fate?”
Ragnor von Grantuan shrugged his shoulders smugly.
I froze where I stood.
“Why are you… here?”
Why did my roommate, who I’d have to stick with for an entire semester, have to be this guy?
“Why? Because I was assigned here?”
“Really here? Room 516? Check one more time.”
“It’s definitely Room 516. So stop denying reality and hurry up and unpack your stuff.”
Ragnor said that and continued unpacking his belongings.
Actually, thinking about it, becoming roommates with Ragnor wasn’t strange.
Among the transfer exam passers, there were only three male students including me.
If two of them shared a room, it was a whopping 50% probability.
But even so.
“Sigh…”
I wanted to avoid getting involved with this guy as much as possible during school life.
Far from avoiding him, I’d end up living closer to him than anyone else.
“…”
For the next few hours, we didn’t exchange a single word.
Even a library would seem like a bustling marketplace compared to this.
“Do you know which class you’re in?”
After finishing unpacking and lying on my bed, Ragnor asked a question.
“Not yet. Do you?”
“I don’t know either. I guess they’ll tell us tomorrow when school starts.”
“…”
That was the end of our conversation again.
We lay side by side on our respective beds, just staring at the ceiling.
As the sun set and it grew dark outside the window.
“…Aren’t you hungry?”
This time, it was Ragnor who spoke first again.
“Let’s just eat.”
We went down to the 1st floor and had dinner together at the campus cafeteria.
I was also quite hungry, so as soon as the food came out, I devoured it like it would disappear in the blink of an eye.
“….”
Ragnor looked at me like I was a monkey in a zoo.
* * *
September is a special month.
As autumn begins in earnest, the hot temperatures drop, and the maple trees positioned throughout the streets give off a wistful feeling.
The autumn leaves had bloomed magnificently on the Millennium Academy campus as well.
Today marks the end of about a month-long vacation and the start of a new semester.
Students each carried trembling, anxiety, and anticipation as they walked the school path for the first time in a while.
“Wahahahaha!”
“Come here! You’re dead if I catch you!”
Swordsmanship Department 1st Year Class B.
Students who hadn’t seen each other during vacation met after a long time and shared a boisterous reunion.
“Oh my, Cathy! Your nails are so pretty!”
“Thanks~ I put some effort in since I was coming to school after so long.”
“Did you try that new board game that came out?”
“Yeah. It was really fun. Want to play together at the dorm later?”
The topics of conversation were somewhat predetermined.
Friends’ changed appearances and what they did during vacation.
Whether there was any progress in swordsmanship achievements.
The conversations students would have are all pretty much the same, aren’t they?
Among them, content about ‘new classmates’ was one of the most interesting conversation topics.
“The transfer students are coming today too, right?”
A short-haired female student with a mischievous air.
Cathy spoke to her friend Bernard with an excited face.
Bernard answered indifferently with sleepy eyes.
“I suppose so.”
“How many did they accept this year?”
“Six people.”
“That’s fewer than last year.”
Cathy laid her head on her bag on the desk.
“Yawn, I wonder if any will come to our class….”
According to what the seniors said, the admission of transfer students is a turning point where student rankings fluctuate greatly.
Since the number of people selected is extremely small to begin with, most students who pass through that fierce competition and get accepted have outstanding abilities.
Bernard rested his chin on his hand, thought for a moment, then spoke.
“It’s ambiguous, but I think there’s a high possibility they’ll come.”
Cathy’s face brightened.
“Really?”
“From what I know, I heard that transfer student assignments are prioritized to classes with low overall grades. Our class was 5th in overall grades last semester. Coincidentally, there are exactly 6 transfer students this time, so if they fill from the bottom up, we’d just barely make it safe.”
“Ooh!”
Cathy muttered with anticipation.
“What kind of kid will come?”
“What are you guys talking about?”
Just then, someone appeared, placing a hand on Cathy’s shoulder.
It was her friend Peil de Bremen.
“That’s right, Fail! You said you observed the transfer exam this time.”
“I did.”
“How was it? Were there many kids with good skills?”
Fail smiled as if he had been waiting for that question.
“You better prepare to wet your pants.”
“That much?”
“It’s crazy. Legendary level.”
“How amazing could it be?”
“Do you guys know Ragnor von Grantuan?”
“Of course. He’s famous. The Holy Kingdom’s next generation world’s best swordsman.”
Cathy suddenly stood up, hitting the desk as if she remembered something.
“That’s right! Ragnor von Grantuan applied for the transfer exam this time! How was it? He obviously got 1st place, right?”
“No.”
Fail firmly shook his head.
“On the first day, he lost to some nobody and got forcibly sent home.”
At those words, not only was Cathy’s face filled with shock.
Everyone in the noisy, chattering classroom stopped their conversations and focused on their discussion.
“Is that really true, Fail?”
Tight-fitting uniform.
A blonde female student with heavy makeup looked at Fail and asked.
It was Veronica de Islane, ranked 2nd in 1st Year Class B.
“Ragnor failed?”
Fail scratched his head.
“He didn’t fail. He had accumulated a lot of points before getting eliminated. But he definitely wasn’t 1st place.”
“Then who was 1st place? Tanya de Belyaev?”
“You’ll all find out soon enough anyway~ Impatient women aren’t popular, you know, Veronica?”
“Don’t annoy me. Before I kill you.”
The students who heard Veronica and Fail’s conversation became curious.
They too had heard rumors about Ragnor von Grantuan and knew about him.
A being praised as the greatest genius across the sea in the Holy Kingdom.
How amazing would someone have to be to defeat such a person?
Or was Ragnor actually terrible, falling short of the rumors?
“Hey, didn’t I tell you to keep your eyes on the ground?”
Thwack!
A dull noise echoed from the back of the classroom.
“Ugh….”
“A mere commoner. Are my words funny to you? Did you lose your touch because you didn’t see me during vacation?”
“Sorry, I’m sorry….”
A chubby, mean-looking male student was mercilessly beating up a classmate.
Veronica made a contemptuous expression.
“That bastard Lesser is at it again right after school starts. Doesn’t he feel sorry for the kid?”
Cathy was restless.
“He might get seriously hurt again at this rate. We should stop him quickly….”
“Just leave it alone.”
“But….”
“Getting on the bad side of the Viscounty of Balkaud won’t do you any good.”
Cathy looked at Veronica with earnest eyes.
“Then, if you could speak up instead, Veronica….”
“Why should I?”
However, Veronica just coldly turned her head away as if uninterested.
It was actually another student who mediated the situation.
“Hey guys.”
Ocean-blue eyes.
Brown hair neatly combed over to the left.
“The professor will be here soon. Let’s be quiet now.”
A low murmur.
Though it was such a quiet sound that you wouldn’t hear it unless you paid careful attention, all the students followed his control like dead mice.
“….”
Even Lessor de Balkaud, who had been continuing his merciless assault, stopped his actions and returned to his seat.
He had no choice.
Because the owner of that voice was none other than royalty.
Max de Argent.
A being who was undoubtedly ranked first in 1st Year Class B, both in terms of ability and status.
No matter how much Millennium Academy advocated for equality, royalty was qualitatively different.
Even students who acted recklessly, trusting in their family’s backing, had no choice but to cower before royalty.
Thud, thud.
Footsteps echoing from beyond the corridor.
Creak.
Soon the classroom door opened and a woman with a cold impression walked in.
1st Year Class B’s supervising professor, Amelia Percival.
Beside her, a young boy with black hair and violet eyes was walking alongside her.
“Huh?!”
Upon confirming the young boy’s face, Fail suddenly shot up from his seat.
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