At the mont when I tried to block the Earth Dragon's attack with my shield, a barrier made of divine power intervened, stopping the dragon instead.
"Lady Allen."
It was Phoebe.
Despite the fact that I had just called her nas like 'loser,' she still ca to help !
As expected of the saint! She's truly radiant!
"Do you realize that everyone's watching us?"
With Jacal and Freyr furiously charging at the Earth Dragon, I had a mont to glance around at the students.
The panic and screams from earlier had disappeared, and they were now watching us with expressions as if they were about to start munching on popcorn.
It wasn’t just the students watching us.
The professors standing in front of them and the golems surrounding us were also watching with the sa interest.
It seems everyone has figured out what’s going on by now.
Well, given all the clues, the only ones who probably haven't caught on are Jacal and Freyr, who are too busy harassing the dragon.
"So, this attack was indeed prepared by the Academy?"
"That’s likely."
"It's probably just the loser academy pulling another stupid stunt."
I replied to Phoebe and then dashed toward the Earth Dragon, smashing its claws with my mace.
Cracks began to spread across the claws, and soon they shattered and fell to the ground.
ROOOOAAAR
The Earth Dragon’s raid was nearing its end.
It’s certainly convenient when you have reliable damage dealers on your side.
All I had to do was tank at the front, and the victory ca naturally.
This is too easy.
I wish I could always form a party and work together like this.
Though I've prepared myself to operate solo, it’s much more comfortable having comrades.
Given my current reputation, it seems impossible, but who knows what the future holds?
In the end, the Earth Dragon couldn’t withstand our relentless attacks.
Its claws broke.
Its tail was severed.
Its wings were slashed.
The Earth Dragon, with its eyes pierced, let out a pitiful final roar, nothing like its initial, powerful cry, and collapsed to the ground.
At the sa ti, those watching us began to clap.
This feels like I’ve beco a gladiator in an arena.
"Huh?"
"What’s going on?"
The two who had shown no interest in what was happening looked puzzled as they noticed the applause.
Feeling a bit sorry for them, I bypassed Phoebe, who was about to explain the situation, put away my weapon, and headed toward the group of students.
"Impressive."
On the way, the pitiable prince spoke to .
Why is this guy, who usually shows no interest in anyone except those he's been close to since childhood, suddenly paying attention to ?
"You certainly have the qualities to take the top spot from ."
So it’s because of the entrance exam!
Declining the position of representative wasn’t the end of it after all?!
I should have known! The top 20 scores from the Soul Academy entrance exam are publicly announced!
I figured that once people saw at the top, it would affect things in so way!
But isn’t it a bit too soon for that now?
How does this guy know the results before the entrance ceremony is even over?
"Though you likely already know, let introduce myself again. I am Arthur Soladin, the third prince of the Soladin Kingdom."
Even though etiquette demanded I respond to the prince's greeting, I couldn’t bring myself to open my mouth.
I couldn’t figure out how to address Arthur.
Joy is the Airhead Lady. Lucy is the Loser Saint.
So what should Arthur be called?
His nickna, Pitiable Prince? Or Loser Prince?
Either way, the outco would be disastrous!
That would be treason! Treason!
Even if I’m a noble from a powerful count family, there’s no way I could get away with calling a prince sothing like that!
"Lady Allen?"
Is there no answer to this?!
I desperately racked my brain, but no matter how hard I thought, I couldn’t find a way out.
As long as the sugaki Skill exists, I can't escape this compulsion.
There’s no choice.
This is a challenge I’ll have to face while attending the academy with this guy anyway.
I might as well take the hit now and get it over with.
I steeled myself and looked straight at Arthur.
'Hello...'
"Why ask when you already know? I’m Lucy Allen, Pitiable Prince."
"...Huh?"
Arthur’s eyes widened in disbelief, and only one word ca to my mind.
Screwed. I’m completely screwed.
This wasn’t the kind of situation where I could even think about trying to smooth things over.
I had just called the person who hates being pitied the most the 'Pitiable Prince.'
"Could you repeat that, Lady Allen?"
Arthur’s lips curled into a smile, but his eyes weren’t smiling at all.
Seeing him stare into my frozen eyes, I felt a hiccup rising.
"I want to make sure I didn’t hear you wrong..."
"Greetings."
Just as I was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say, a voice interrupted us.
It ca from one of the golems that had been part of the Earth Dragon's retinue.
A human voice was coming from there.
This voice... It must be Luka.
"Thank you for your efforts in dealing with the Earth Dragon. It was a remarkable fight, sothing not expected from an academy freshman."
'Thank you.'
"Did you co all this way just to say that?"
"No, I also wanted to inform you that the academy entrance ceremony is about to resu. If it’s difficult for you to move, I can have this golem carry you."
'I'm fine.'
"Has controlling golems turned your brain into one? Do I look like I'm struggling?"
"Haha, I’m glad to hear you’re fine."
I never thought there would co a day when I’d be happy to see Luka’s face.
Thank you! You’ve given a reason to get out of this situation!
I’ll rember this favor when I deal with you later, and I’ll make sure it’s done cleanly!
Sorry, but there's no option where you don’t get dealt with!
You’re a troublemaker, after all!
'I apologize, Your Highness...'
"This loser academy really has no sense. I’d love to continue this conversation, but I have to go. Farewell, Pitiable Prince."
In my rush, I accidentally called him 'Prince' one more ti.
When I cautiously lifted my head, I saw the prince’s face, now devoid of even the slightest hint of a smile.
Ugh. I’m so screwed.
My mind went completely blank, and I couldn’t think of anything else to say, so I hurriedly headed toward the group of students.
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