Legendary Hero is an Academy Honors Student - Chapter 752

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752.

The capital of Deviange, Deang.

It was currently declared a neutral zone to prevent the civil war between the First Princess faction and the Second Prince faction from worsening.

Of course, the declaration of the neutral zone wasn’t made through voluntary negotiations between the First Princess and Second Prince.

A nation’s capital is the city where the king, the pinnacle of that country, resides.

As such, for the First Princess and Second Prince who coveted the royal authority, it was inevitably a place they wanted to occupy at any cost.

The Deviange civil war had also started in the capital, Deang.

A fierce battle that took place in the heart of the capital.

However, the intense fighting in Deang soon came to an end, and the First Princess and Second Prince had to leave Deang as if being driven out, leading their respective forces.

This was because of the third force within Deviange.

The meritorious retainers who possessed Deviange’s core military strength and were guarding the eastern front against Tartaros had intervened in the civil war.

The intervention of the eastern front’s meritorious retainers in the civil war was both the first and the last time.

“What’s the reason the meritorious retainers of the eastern front don’t intervene in the civil war any further?”

Eiran asked with a puzzled expression.

The elves led by Runia also showed curious expressions.

Although they had intervened in the civil war at the Second Prince’s request, as members of a different race, they couldn’t quite understand why the heroes and meritorious retainers guarding Tartaros’s eastern front, who could be called Deviange’s core strength, weren’t mediating this civil war.

At Eiran’s question, Leo crossed his arms and glanced at Selia.

Rodren was the hegemonic power of the western continent and had even more complex interest relationships within the country than Deviange.

And Selia was a high-ranking military noble of that country.

She could explain the current situation well to the elves.

“Because the nobles guarding Tartaros’s eastern front have no justification.”

“No justification?”

“Right. Both Deviange’s First Princess and Second Prince have justification for royal succession. In contrast, the meritorious retainers guarding Tartaros’s eastern front are all those who had sworn loyalty to the dead crown prince.”

As such, they had no justification to participate in the war of royal succession.

Their participation in the battle for the capital was also just forcing justification where none existed.

They couldn’t just stand by and watch the capital be destroyed.

“Wasn’t there originally a peaceful way to decide the throne? Like having the princess and prince compete in personal skills?”

Rea from Seirun, wrapped in bandages, asked with a puzzled expression.

Elena, who was looking at Rea, burst out laughing with a “Puhup!”

Teeth marks were clearly visible on Rea’s face.

They were traces from being bitten by Risinass earlier.

Of course, no major disaster like flesh being torn with blood flowing or requiring stitches had occurred.

If Risinass had bitten seriously, that would have happened, but he had only lightly bitten to scold Rea for spreading rumors about him as if they were true.

Still, the teeth marks being clearly visible was unavoidable.

“Leo, doesn’t it look funny to you too?”

“It does.”

‘That witch from Jeron!’

Rea glared at Elena with burning eyes.

She was already embarrassed enough, and Elena emphasizing her embarrassing appearance to Leo, whom she respected, was annoying.

Of course, Elena was a fifth-year, but what could she do about being glared at?

She was a Seirun student after all.

Moreover, she wasn’t particularly inferior in terms of family background.

If the Jeron family was a disciple family of Lumern, then she was from the Comet Mage’s family.

Since both were mage families deeply connected to the Heroes of the Cataclysm, there was strong rivalry between Jeron and Tingel.

“Oh my~ How scary.”

Elena spoke teasingly.

“Ahem! To answer Rea Tingel’s question… If they were people confident enough in their abilities, they wouldn’t have started a civil war like this.”

Selia coughed to prevent the conversation from going elsewhere and continued her explanation.

If either of them had been even slightly more wise and capable, the eastern front meritorious retainers who had followed the former crown prince would have taken one side.

But unfortunately, neither the First Princess nor the Second Prince resembled their father, the former king, or their eldest brother, the crown prince, in the slightest.

They had no ability and were full of greed.

The surrounding nobles were also just incompetent nobles trying to rely on royal authority, like flies swarming to foul-smelling power.

People who originally had no connection to royal authority were now frantic because the king’s position was within reach.

If they chose one side, even if the nobles who had followed the crown prince tried to stop them, they would attempt a bloody purge.

Eventually, the opposing faction would enter desperate resistance to survive.

At that moment, the country would truly be split in two.

That’s why the meritorious retainers who had followed the crown prince couldn’t easily intervene in the current civil war.

With the front against Tartaros being unstable now.

If bigger problems arose internally, the continental situation would surely head toward unpredictable chaos.

With the political situation unstable both internally and externally, and the best option having disappeared, choosing the lesser evil over the worst was the best choice.

That’s what justification and legitimacy mean in human royal society.

If you ignore that, the entire country could be shaken.

“Bloodline is more important to humans than you think. Sometimes important enough to surpass individual abilities.”

Selia smiled bitterly.

In fact, among all races, the race that values bloodline the most is none other than the elves.

But there’s one crucial difference between such elves and humans.

The principle of primogeniture doesn’t exist.

They value noble bloodlines but don’t pass positions to those without ‘ability’ to back it up.

For elves, noble bloodline means ‘a lineage that produces excellent individuals.’

In human noble families, if the successor’s ability is lacking, they wait for the next generation.

But in elf noble families, that generation is replaced by another person, or if there’s no suitable person, the family itself losing its position is not uncommon.

‘That’s probably why elves are renowned as the most powerful race despite having the smallest population among all races.’

Unlike other races that have spread roots throughout the continent, elves only have influence in the northern part of the continent.

Looking at the territory they occupy on the continent, it’s the smallest, and since they occupy the cold northern continent, they’re also the race with the most barren territory.

Despite this, elves are the race with the most powerful influence among all races.

“Even with the same bloodline, those born first have more legitimacy than ability.”

Rea nodded as if she understood.

The Twina Siblings, famous for being twins, also showed curious expressions.

“Why is that?”

“Right.”

Selia chuckled at their reaction of understanding the answer but not the principle.

“Well, it wouldn’t seem rational from your perspective. I think so too…”

“Maybe it’s because if you’re born first, you’re observed the longest?”

Then a Seirun student proposed a hypothesis.

More precisely, the earlier you’re born, the higher the probability of developing abilities as a successor.

Unlike elves, called the race of magic, humans have relatively lower average racial abilities, so ordinary individuals are born among them too.

But the elves didn’t seem to want to understand that far.

They just interpreted it in their own favorable way.

“Right. Since they’re observed longer, parents inevitably become more attached to them.”

“Mm-hmm! I see!”

Watching the elves who had formed their own hypothesis, the Lumern student thought.

‘They’ll think it’s an irrational culture of choosing successors based on affection.’

‘Elves being arrogant isn’t just a day or two thing.’

“Humans are indeed a race that pursues love! To value a child’s love more than the family’s fate!”

“Truly the race of love!”

“There was a reason Luna’s lover is Kail!”

“They’re also the race of faith!”

“Ah. Even if they’re a bit lacking, they embrace them with faith!”

“Right! It may seem irrational at first glance, but because of that faith, human noble families can stand shoulder to shoulder with elf noble families!”

“Amazing!”

“A race of love and faith!”

At their conclusion, all the Lumern students’ jaws dropped wide open.

No. Why did they reach such a twisted conclusion!

Elena, who had been watching this scene, spoke with an indifferent expression.

“It’s something I think about sometimes. Elves seem to be racially blockheaded.”

“Are you insulting our race right now?”

Runia flared up with a fierce voice.

But Elena indifferently shared her thoughts.

“Think about it. Your race has been born blessed with mana since ancient times. Has there ever been a time in world history when elves were a weak race?”

“….”

There hadn’t been.

Though they might be the smallest in number, elves had always been among the strongest races.

Superior mana sensitivity.

And physical abilities with strong strength and quick agility, though slightly inferior to the Suin.

Craftsmanship second only to dwarves.

And even outstanding intelligence.

Elves had taken pride in their racial culture in every era and had flourished with culture and power worthy of such pride.

In fact, humans, Suin, and dwarves had all experienced crises of extinction, but elves never had.

Conversely, humans, Suin, and dwarves had all possessed mighty power to dominate continents, but elves never had.

“I’m not calling you blockheads because you’re stupid. It’s just that your thinking flexibility is so rigid, hence the stone comparison.”

Runia couldn’t bring herself to refute Elena’s words.

“Maybe after creating you as such an overpowered race, the Creator gave you that racial trait as a final act of conscience.”

It was too painful to refute when she could clearly see her classmates and juniors sincerely gushing about how wonderful humans were, calling them a race of love and faith and saying they wanted to emulate them.

She agreed with the idea that they should learn from humans.

But at the very least, they shouldn’t be learning from such baseless things.

Moreover, more than half of those people had firmly believed that elves were superior to humans until just recently.

Such people had become ‘human enthusiasts’ overnight.

She thought it was better than looking down on and being hostile toward humans, but.

‘No, these damn pointy-ears just don’t know the meaning of moderation!’

Grrrr-! Runia let out a groan and pulled at her hair.

Watching such a Runia, Leo said.

“You have it rough.”

“What would Luna have done?”

Runia muttered with a gloomy expression.

It wasn’t a question that expected an answer.

But unfortunately, there was someone here who could provide an answer.

“She would have tried to crack their heads open with her staff, telling them to come to their senses.”

“….”

She wanted to say that wasn’t true, but once again Runia couldn’t bring herself to refute it.

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