༺ ntor Isaac (1) ༻
Grade S Mana.
Results of the Class Placent Evaluation, 1stplace.
Guaranteed to be in Class A.
Those were the grades of Miya, the Priestess.
Grade D Mana.
Results of the Class Placent Evaluation, 1st place from the back.
Guaranteed to be in Class D.
Those were the grades of Princess Snow White.
“rlin, life is such a futile thing…”
“I’ve already heard you say that six tis, Your Highness.”
Snow White has heard the others claiming she was part of the Golden Generation. Not only were the Princess, Saintess, and Priestess all in the sa grade, but the other freshn were also much more talented than usual.
But even so, this… Aren’t they a bit too talented?
Snow White realized after coming here that she, who received an elite education from only the most distinguished of people due to her background as a princess, had rely been a big frog in a small pond.
She had mistaken herself to be truly talented after hearing countless complints from a high-ranking wizard in an exalted magic tower such as ‘Well done.’ and ‘You’re brilliant.’ But reality was saddening.
Inside of an empty classroom within Orphin Hall, the building for the Departnt of Magic.
In front of the lectern, White was staring vacantly into space sitting in a chair prepared for her, and placed in front of her was another empty chair.
Aside from White and rlin Astrea standing behind her, nobody else was inside of the classroom.
“Don’t you think I’m quite pathetic…? I’ve already declared to His Majesty the Emperor that I would do my best, but I’ve already started on the wrong foot with the Priestess, and am far behind in ability from both her and the Saintess… I haven’t even co across the Saintess, let alone had the chance to talk with her…”
“There’s no need to be discouraged. Your Highness has a kind heart. There will co a chance for Your Highness to acquaint them.”
A kind heart. Is that really her only redeeming quality?
With a soft sigh, White smiled ruefully. rlin judged that now was the ti to change the topic.
“By the way, the ntor should be coming any mont now.”
“rlin, you said that the ntoring program didn’t exist when you were attending this academy, correct?”
“Yes. I heard that it is being implented for the first ti this year.”
The ntoring program.
It was a program that the Märchen Academy was newly implenting.
Freshn who wished to participate were assigned a random senior student as a ntor. The chosen senior would provide them with help and advice regarding school activities.
Of course, the seniors also needed to sign up in advance to beco a ntor.
Students who beca ntors were given a scholarship benefit for part of their tuition fee and received an additional sum in proportion to how much the grades of their freshman ntees improved.
But because of the risks, such as how this was a newly implented program or it was unclear how much the activities would affect one’s own school life, there were not many volunteers for the ntors.
“Do you think there will be soone fit for …? Soone that has risen from the bottom to the top in a short period of ti… That criterion. Thinking about it now, I think that may have been a bit too unreasonable of a request.”
“We will see soon. If it doesn’t seem to work out, then Your Highness can just withdraw from the ntoring program later. There’s no need to think too hard about it.”
Since a ntee needed a ntor fit for them, they were able to add desired criteria for their ntor.
White also submitted her wishes for who would be her ideal ntor.
It was ‘the person with the largest improvent in grades last year’.
White did not need a ntor who had been talented and strong from the start like rlin.
A fitting ntor for her would be soone who had started with a low grade just like her, and then was able to earn higher grades over ti.
Her current grades were incredibly low. So she had to bring up her grades as quickly as possible and display power that would be able to impress the Saintess and Priestess at least a little bit. After all, the first step to becoming acquainted with them was to be able to at least compete with them.
That would be her way to contribute to the future of her nation and the peace of the world.
“Your Highness, I believe they are here.”
“What? How do you know that?”
“I can hear their footsteps. Soone is coming this way.”
“But I cannot hear anything… Just how good is your hearing, rlin?”
Finally.
With a creak, the door opened, and a boy stepped into the classroom.
“…”
Silence. Holding her breath, White peered intently at the senior student who entered her vision.
He was in a school uniform, a blue jeweled brooch signifying the second year hanging on his necktie.
His silver hair was just slightly wavy, and his eyes were a shade of murky crimson.
The large circular glasses he wore gave her the impression that he was a model student.
His expression made her believe he would have a gentle personality. Admittedly, her senior seed decently good-looking.
“You are…?”
“It is my honor to et Your Highness the Princess.”
Standing in front of White, the student placed his hand over his chest and politely bowed.
The two girls stared at him, White with a blank gaze, and rlin with an inspective one.
“I am Isaac, your newly selected ntor. I hope that we will have a aningful sester together.”
The student with silver hair, Isaac, greeted them with a bright smile that reminded one of a salesman.
They called it the capitalistic smile.
* * *
Everything went according to plan.
Snow White.
I just call her the lousy princess.
She takes a main role in the episode during Year 2 Sester 2, and it was practically a guaranteed bad ending if she died.
So it was necessary to build close relations with her in advance and lower her guard so that I could protect her.
I had three ideas for how I could beco close to White, and I planned to use all three of those thods.
For starters,
‘The ntoring program.’
The ntoring program was a mandatory section of the ❰Magic Knight of Märchen❱ scenario storyline.
Normally, Ian Fairytale would have been the one chosen as Princess White’s ntor, since as the main character, he was the ‘student with the largest improvent in grades’.
Since White was a side character, not a heroine, she barely contributed anything to the story during Year 2 Sester 1.
But after becoming close with Ian, she provided a chance for him to shine in the second sester.
However, in this world, there wasn’t even the slightest possibility of Ian being able to protect White.
Not to ntion…
‘In this world, I had the biggest improvent.’
This world had .
If soone asked among my peers who had the most drastic of improvents in their year, they would all definitely say ‘Isaac’.
Which was why I had been certain that I would beco White’s ntor if I volunteered for the ntoring program.
Behind White, who had fair skin and pure white hair, was rlin Astrea with her light green hair tied back into a ponytail. Her eyes inspected with a gaze similar to that of a hawk.
But there was no such thing as a crack in my smile. My specialty was in the acting field; being able to cry on cue was easy for .
Maintaining my natural smile, I waited for White and rlin to lower their guard.
Just for reference, rlin was Kaya Astrea’s sister and a likable side character. She was also the side character I wanted to form the deepest connection with after White.
That was because of the Obsidian Blade, the legendary rock elent weapon.
The stance was important when using the Obsidian Blade’s skills. rlin, a genius swordsman, would definitely be a good teacher for . If I beco close with White, I will likely be able to ask so favors to rlin as well. That was part of my plan.
“S-senior Isaac! This is the academy, and you’re my senior…! There’s no need to upkeep such formalities!”
White leaped from her seat after receiving my salutations, waving her hands frantically in a panic.
She acted and spoke just as one would expect from a girl who was staying far away from the power struggle for the crown.
“W-well, nice to et you! I’m sure you already know, but my na is Snow White Von Kairos Elfieto. You can call White for short.”
“As you wish, Princess White.”
“By the way Senior Isaac, would it be rude for to ask about your grades last year…?”
White asked carefully, bringing up both of her hands around her mouth.
As expected, that was her first question.
“I started as the lowest-placed student in Class D, and am currently the highest-ranking student of Class B
“Perfect!!”
White, the current bottom-ranked student in Class D for the first year’s, cheered joyfully.
It was as if she had just found a ray of light inside of the pit of despair she had fallen into.
***
White, rlin, and I crossed the campus.
White was a princess of the Zelver Empire.
Not only that but after dumping her food tray onto the Priestess as written in the original scenario, she attracted far too much attention from the other students.
Attention from others was a disturbance to training. So I planned to train her sowhere away from others.
Why train her at all?
There were many reasons.
As her ntor, I held responsibility for White’s growth, and White had to beco stronger anyway to prevent the bad ending.
And it was beneficial for to be exposed to the mana that White was going to use.
“From last place in Class D to first in Class B…! How is that possible?!”
White had seed excited this entire ti. It looked like she was deeply invested in my story as the current bottom-ranked student in Class D.
For reference, the classes were chosen by taking both the maximum mana and the score for the class placent evaluation into consideration. There was an absolute benchmark chart.
There was not much of a difference in skill between and Keridna Whiteclark, who was fifth place in Class A.
But because she had a slightly higher maximum mana than , I arrived at my final rank as top of Class B.
In reality, ‘Isaac is at a similar skill level as the Class A students’ was the majority’s opinion. That was basically my current position.
Anyhow, I smiled awkwardly, pretending to be embarrassed.
“It’s just a result of hard work. I’m sure that Princess White will do much better than a commoner such as myself.”
“Ah, humility! Yes, this is the sort of person that I wanted!”
It seed like White was burning with enthusiasm right now. I had to say, it was cute to see her fist balled up determinedly telling that she wanted to receive my coaching as soon as possible.
Though it was called the ntoring program, our relationship was likely going to beco similar to a teacher and student. White was, after all, not in a state where just any ol’ advice would be enough.
Like a personal trainer, I would need to teach her proper thods of training.
But that didn’t an that I was going to pour all of my ti into White. I planned to adjust the schedule so that it would not interfere with my own training, and there were other things I would be able to gain from her.
It was a give-and-take.
“By the way, Senior, you don’t need to use honorifics. This is the academy. I’ll only feel uncomfortable if you continue to talk to so formally…”
“Ah, well then… Alright.”
I was waiting for her to tell that. I quickly dropped the formalities before things beca awkward.
White was continuing to grin ear to ear, seeming to be in a good mood. I must have seed like so rope that could pull her up to a higher level.
Well, that was true. Though I was going to make her work that much harder for it.
We ventured deep into the hydrangea gardens and made a turn into a secluded path, then finally arrived at the corner of the hydrangea gardens. There was a small lake nearby.
Though this place was smaller than the corner of the butterfly gardens that I often used, this should still be wide enough.
“This is?”
“A corner of the hydrangea gardens. There are probably not many people who know this place aside from myself. We’ll be able to train at peace here.”
“rlin, have you ever co here before?”
“No, there wasn’t really a reason for to co to a place like this.”
That was likely. The Märchen Academy’s campus was as large as it was secretive.
Not only that, but the island itself was huge as well, so it was likely that the majority of students would have seen less of the island than what they had seen before graduating.
“White.”
“Yes, Senior Isaac.”
“You’ll be training only for about two hours a day from now on. This is all for your improvent. You can endure that much, right?”
“Heh, 2 hours? That’s a piece of cake!”
White responded eagerly, her face full of confidence.
Then, 20 minutes later.
“Gaghhh…!”
“Your Highness!”
White collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.
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