A few months ago, Horan, Land of the Fire Blossoms
Miya quickly regained her status as the Priestess. The power of the blue fla, a divine power, was undeniable proof.
Miya visited the imprisoned i. The contrast between the fallen older sister and the younger sister, who had beco the highest authority in Horan, was dramatic.
“It’s been a while. Did you co to mock ?”
i’s voice cracked. Having endured countless tortures, there wasn’t a trace of her forr vitality left.
Miya leaned against the side of the prison wall. She didn’t want to face i.
No matter how betrayed she felt, the other person was her sister. Seeing her face might have weakened her resolve.
Still, Miya spoke, “I won’t let you die easily. But… you can’t avoid being treated less than human until you die. Just as you trampled on this nation and its people.”
“Cut the bullshit. Just kill .”
“Why should I listen to you?”
“Hmph. The girl who only lived in dreams didn’t waste her age in vain, surprisingly. Seeing how she consistently talks back.”
i had nothing left. She longed for death and hoped her sister would take her life.
“You started it first.”
“Shut up and just kill , Fuck!!”
i scread at the top of her lungs. Her curses echoed through the prison several tis, and then only a hollow silence remained.
“Did you know, Sister?”
“What?”
“The person you ssed with… He was actually the Naless Hero.”
“…What are you talking about, you bitch.”
i didn’t understand Miya’s words.
“I found out that you were desperately searching for the Naless Hero. You were curious about who he was… It was Isaac. That was him. Recently, he even beca the Ice Sovereign. It’s a widely known fact now.”
“Do you think what you’re saying makes any sense…?”
“It’s true. Why would I say this for no reason?”
“I thought I told you to cut the bullshit…”
i clenched her teeth and trembled. A bitter laugh escaped her. Tears welled up in her wide-open eyes.
“Do you think I’ll believe such a thing? That I’m that unlucky…? Cut the bullshit already… There are limits to jokes, damn it… I said, cut the bullshit…”
i continuously cursed, laughed, and then bowed her head and sobbed.
The man she called her prince, the strong one she wanted to win over more than anyone to seize control of the world, was Isaac, who had so greatly annoyed her.
That story gnawed at i’s already shattered mind like a rat. Her plan had been completely wrong from the very start.
i felt nauseated by the truth which made her even more miserable.
“Then… take care, Sister. Let’s never see each other again.”
It was a short conversation.
Miya ignored i’s sobs and left the place, escorted by the guards.
The mories of her childhood were still vivid. Miya bit her lip. i’s sobs felt like sharp blades cutting into her heart.
However, Miya took a deep breath and steadied her heart.
She would never see her sister again.
***Several faculty mbers in charge of the excursion program and a guard from Horan took their places at the back of the Class A classroom.
The visiting students opened the books they had been given in advance, and Professor Philip began the lesson.
The visiting students were to experience Class A lessons at Märchen Academy. Naturally, it would have been difficult for them to follow the lesson content.
For that reason, Professor Philip paid extra attention to his explanations. It was in consideration of the exchange students.
“Hmm?”
Miya tapped my arm.
When I turned my head towards Miya, she scribbled sothing in her book and then subtly showed it to .
We have a lot to talk about, right?
We sure do.
Miya needed to repay for my favor—specifically, with her trust and by becoming my ally.
Well, it was calculative and sowhat an-spirited. But what could I do? The issue of the Evil God was a serious matter.
I lightly wrote my answer in the corner of my book and quietly showed it to Miya.
Yes.
Then, can you spare so ti later?
Miya revealed the part she had been covering with her arm. She seed to have anticipated my affirmative answer and wrote it down in advance.
I feel like I’m back in my school days.
During my school days, we used to write notes about what we wanted to say and pass them on to friends while chatting.
For so reason, I felt nostalgic.
Let’s do that.
I wrote that and looked up, eting Miya’s eyes. She smiled warmly, her eyes crinkling.
For an innocent person, her smile was fox-like. It was like a scene from a teen drama.
Judging by her deanor, Miya was very friendly towards .
“Hey, focus on the class.”
At Professor Philip’s remark, Miya and I turned our heads toward the blackboard.
Luce glanced sideways with a murderous look, but Miya just smiled brightly.
***When the class ended, the exchange students followed the faculty mbers.
Before leaving, Miya smiled at .
“I’ll be going now, Senior Isaac.”
“Hmm? Okay…”
I couldn’t do anything but give an awkward reply.
The sense of discomfort was intense. She looked just like i.
Strictly speaking, Miya had gentler eyes. While i had a strong, assertive presence, Miya looked more like a gentle puppy with drooping eyes.
“Oh, Senior Luce .”
“…?”
Suddenly, Miya approached Luce and smiled brightly. The gazes of the students, including , and the exchange student, Taryn Bartin, were all directed at the two won.
“I noticed you’ve been staring at for a while.”
The atmosphere tensed.
Did she know?
Luce glared at Miya coldly, showing her wariness. Considering the previous atmosphere in the classroom, Miya’s words could be interpreted as provocative.
But Miya’s actions surpassed my expectations.
“Hehe.”
Miya giggled and suddenly grabbed Luce’s hand.
The students’ mouths dropped open. Luce was just as bewildered, frowning in confusion.
“You wanted to talk to , right?”
“…?”
“It would be an honor if soone as beautiful as Senior Luce wanted to talk to . I won’t be here for long, but I hope we can beco close during this ti!”
Miya’s sparkling eyes were the very essence of innocence.
Miya simply interpreted Luce’s cold glances throughout the class as expressions of interest toward her.
“What…?”
Luce appeared perplexed, unsure of how to deal with the type of person she was encountering for the first ti.
Miya was basically Luce’s hard counter.
“See you later, Senior Luce!”
Miya greeted the faculty who ca to escort her with a crinkling smile. Right after, Professor Philip promptly followed them out of the classroom as if he were fleeing from sothing.
Luce stood trembling, still holding the hand that had been grabbed. To the gloomy Luce, such a radiant presence was like sunlight appearing before a vampire in a fantasy.
“…My goodness.”
The classroom was enveloped in silence.
Ciel’s exclamation was the only thing clearly heard.
***Is she, is she serious…?
Taryn Bartin glanced at Miya walking beside her, a bead of cold sweat ford on the temple of her head.
She wanted to ask if she ant what she said to Senior Luce, but her instincts held her back. It was obviously a sensitive matter.
Recalling the tense atmosphere in the classroom earlier, Miya must have challenged Luce to a battle of wills. There was no way she could have missed Luce’s intense hostility.
However, Miya was smiling leisurely as if she had no worries in the world. This made her even more intimidating…!
“Taryn, do you have sothing to say?”
“Ah…!”
Miya noticed Taryn’s gaze and asked without hesitation. Startled, Taryn quickly brought up a topic.
“Uh, um, Priestess… are you acquainted with Senior Isaac?”
This was also sothing she was curious about.
Miya shook her head.
“We’re eting for the first ti.”
“Really? You seem quite close for first-tirs… You even sat right next to him.”
“He’s my Savior.”
“Savior?”
Taryn didn’t understand the details, but she could roughly guess.
“Is it related to the Grand Festival incident the professor ntioned earlier?”
“Yes. There were so issues on my end, but thanks to Senior Isaac, everything worked out. He… saved .”
If Isaac hadn’t helped, she wouldn’t be here.
He saved her?
Could soone of Miya’s significant status have been involved in an incident where her safety was threatened?
Taryn, who had only lived a life as a commoner, couldn’t even begin to imagine how spectacular the incident must have been.
“It sounds like there were so complicated circumstances…”
“Yes, there were.”
“…”
Taryn didn’t push for more details about what had happened. Miya seed reluctant to talk more about the incident.
The exchange students followed the faculty mbers out of Orphin Hall and headed to the next scheduled location.
“…!”
Suddenly, a shiver ran down Miya’s spine.
The reason was an adult man walking towards them from the opposite direction. Miya spotted him and narrowed her eyes.
He was dressed in a neat robe and had brown hair.
He and Miya passed each other.
Miya subtly turned her head to glance at the man’s back. Her eyes glowed blue for a mont before returning to normal.
“Who is that man…?”
Miya muttered to herself so quietly that no one could hear.
Miya’s mysterious sensing ability alerted her that sothing was amiss with the man she had seen earlier.
Miya couldn’t clearly identify the nature of what was strange, but she was sure of one thing.
The man was not an ordinary human.
“…”
It bothered her, but since there was no obvious evil aura like that of a demon, she decided to let it go.
The academy was the most prestigious in the empire. It wouldn’t be strange for there to be a few unusual people.
“Priestess? What are you looking at?”
“Nothing.”
In response to Taryn’s question, Miya smiled with her eyes and shook her head.
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