"Before, Evie passed all the language specialization exam subjects—If this mission involves contacting other races, she'll definitely be a great help to Vice President!!"
Elsa deliberately raised her voice, recomnding her partner to the Vice President. She looked so proud that one might think she had passed the exam herself.
"Wait... didn't you take the exam together back then?"
She had passed the exam too—why was she only recomnding ?!
As others cast piercing glances, making her feel like she had a thorn in her back, Yvonne irritably tried to drag Elsa down with her.
Boasting about such a trivial skill in front of others was like an elentary school student showing off their certificates everywhere, making her feel quite embarrassed.
However, the instigator seed to have no intention of repenting,
Elsa continued her promotion of Yvonne:
"I just took the basic specialization for credits... Evie, you passed all the advanced specializations in one go! Isn't that quite impressive~?"
Elsa thought it was remarkable that Yvonne could pass four language exams at once, and indeed it was.
"...It's not that impressive, right? Is there really anyone who doesn't know at least one foreign language? No way, right?"
However, when Yvonne turned to look at her peers behind her, she found them all silent as if under a silencing spell.
A bad premonition began to grow in Yvonne's heart along with the spreading silence.
They really don't know??
Among those entering the society together, almost all were high-achieving students from the national magic academies in grades above her. Yet even they rarely chose such a niche subject as 'foreign languages' as their elective course.
In the human-centric Oz Kingdom, nobles born with silver spoons had a kind of arrogant self-importance.
Humans were supre, other races were beneath them, divided into different levels. For those at the top of the pyramid to turn around and learn the writing of others was simply a joke to them.
However, from Yvonne's perspective as a modern person, to survive successfully in this other world, it was quite necessary to master several languages besides the required common tongue.
Moreover, the original languages in the ga were based on languages familiar to her, so for Yvonne, who had so foundation, learning these 'new languages' was naturally much easier.
Brin's eyes flickered slightly.
She had originally thought this exiled young lady was the type with more chest than brains, but it seed that wasn't the case,
The petite Vice President ca before her.
"Newcor, what's your na?"
"—I'm Yvonne."
Her response wasn't loud, but it was very clear.
"—Yvonne Smollett, pleased to make your acquaintance."
As if making a declaration to certain people, she emphasized her surna:
After speaking, Yvonne gave a noble's curtsy towards everyone.
Many people showed slightly surprised looks, including Brin.
...Oh, she seems completely different from the young lady I heard about?
Brin tried changing her approach.
"[Foreign Language] Do you know the language of the beast tribes?"
The other party suddenly switched languages, catching Yvonne off guard.
"[Foreign Language]...As for beast tribes, I've studied for a while, simple basic communication shouldn't be a problem... but I've never conversed with real beastn... so I'm not sure of my exact level..."
Although her pronunciation was still a bit raw, hearing her clear enunciation of the beast tribe language, Brin was quite pleased.
Working in the society required more than just powerful magic.
Roles like this, communicating and bridging between different races, were also very important.
"Experience, of course, is sothing to be accumulated gradually—"
Brin said with a smile,
The Vice President standing up barely reached her shoulder, looking particularly small.
"—For better accumulation of experience... starting tomorrow, you two will co on missions with !"
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"—That concludes the principles of our 'Myriad Leaves Gold' society! Important points and prohibitions are written in the booklet that has been distributed, please read it carefully!!"
The receptionist lady was doing work similar to orientation training and promoting corporate culture for the newly joined mbers.
However, Yvonne was in no mood to listen to this complex and lengthy content.
The content of the first job had been happily decided.
Could she really do it well?
Honestly, she didn't have enough confidence.
She never imagined she would be noticed by the Vice President of 'Myriad Leaves Gold'... and even be personally ntored by her. This kind of treatnt was sothing Yvonne wouldn't have dared to dream of before coming here.
But now, it was really happening to her.
"As for the result, isn't this quite good~~~~ Ouch! Ow... why are you pinching my face... Evie~~~~"
Having her cheeks manhandled, Elsa cried out in pain,
"If you want to do sothing, at least tell
in advance—!"
Yvonne was a bit angry, there should be limits to acting on one's own!!
"...But if we always do that, won't opportunities slip away from right in front of us?"
Elsa rubbed her sore and aching cheeks, feeling a bit wronged.
She wanted to give Evie the best, and to achieve this goal, she would do everything in her power.
"Hmph... I'll let it slide this ti, but rember to tell
next ti!"
"Okay, okay..."
Elsa noticed that from earlier, her gaze had been wandering to places other than herself
"But, you seem to have been looking for sothing since earlier?"
"I'm a bit curious..."
Yvonne's gaze fell on those who had co along with her.
"What's wrong, did you see a cute girl?"
Half-jokingly, noticing that Yvonne's eyes had fallen on a tall, beautiful woman, Elsa's face suddenly darkened—
Could it be... another woman she knows??
"—Evie, you can't be unfaithful, okay?"
Her girlfriend blocked her view with a terrifying smile, giving Yvonne a big scare.
"I'm just a bit curious, that's all..."
"Even being curious isn't allowed!!"
Just hearing that she was 'curious' about another girl made Elsa almost cry with anxiety.
In her jealous state, she was being very unreasonable.
"That's not what I ant..."
"Evie can only look at ..."
She puffed her cheeks and looked at Yvonne with reddened eyes,
"Okay, okay..."
Helplessly, Yvonne deliberately slowed her pace, falling to the back of the group touring the society with her, quietly holding her hand and gently rubbing her fingers.
According to the main plot, her forr fiancé, the second prince of the Oz Kingdom, this story's male protagonist, should appear here hiding his prince identity.
But where was Michel?
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