âOur agents are collecting and analyzing the information from the region around Miller Castle.â
Keep finished his report and stepped back.
Roan sat on a chair with his legs crossed and deeply immersed in thought.
The long coat he wore to the dance slipped down the chair.
âPrincess Ailyâ¦â¦â
Somehow, Ailyâs face filled his head.
âWhy am I so concerned about her?â
Love?
âNo way.â
Roan shook his head.
He and Aily never met before today.
Also, there was no way that Roan, who was living his second life, didnât know the feeling of love.
No, he thought he knew.
âWas there some sort of connection in the last life?â
Even Roan canât remember everything.
It was possible that there is a memory related to Aily among those that he thought wasnât important.
He rubbed the tip of his chin while furrowing his forehead.
âSir Baron?â
At that sight, Keep nervously stared at Roan.
Since his time in the 7th Squad of Rose troop until now, he had been watching Roanâs side.
Because he was fast and quick-witted, he became the head of the information squad when Amaranth troop was made.
Keep realized Roanâs expression was different than usual.
Worries about whether there may be a problem in the mission surged through his mind.
âHmm. Sorry.â
Roan organized his thoughts a step late and turned towards Keep.
âExcellent. Continue to actively use the agents to gather as much information as possible.â
âYes. Understood.â
Keep lowered his head with a look of relief.
Then, Roan hesitated for a moment and then raised his right hand.
âAh. And by the wayâ¦â¦â
He lost his words for a bit and wavered.
After breathing in and out several times, he whispered in a small voice.
âWithin the information you gathered and analyzed, is there perhaps anything about Princess Aily Rinse?â
âPrincess Aily Rinse?â
Keep tilted his head.
âIâll have to check separately for anything specific, but I donât really remember anything specialâ¦â¦ ah!â
As he continued his words, Keep suddenly exclaimed.
Staring at Roan, he asked in a cautious voice.
âAre you perhaps talking about the shadow princess?â
âYeah. Thatâs right. The shadow princess.â
On Roanâs face, a slight look of expectation had appeared.
For some reason, Keep whispered in a small voice.
âAround last year or so, it seems that the shadow princess caught a serious disease.â
âSerious disease? What kind of disease?â
Roan frowned.
Keep shrugged his shoulders.
âWeâre not exactly sure. It was a rumor going around Millerâs residents. Because the princess hadnât appear ever since last Fall to this Spring, it seems that everyone thought that she had been sick.â
âDidnât appear â¦â¦â
Roan squinted his eyes.
âIf such rumor started to run even amongst the castleâs citizens, even the royal family wouldnât stay still.â
At the moment, he unconsciously held a great interest in Aily.
âKeep.â
âYes. Sir Baron.â
Keep lowered his head.
Roan gave a new order in a low voice.
âGather some information on the palace and the royal family. Even rumors and ghost stories like this one is fine.â
âThe, the royal family?â
With a surprised expression, Keep asked back.
Roan nodded his head.
âSecretly. Donât go burrowing too deep.â
If they werenât careful, they could earn hostility from the palace.
Calming down his shocked heart, Keep lowered his head.
âYes. Understood.â
Certainly, it wasnât an easy mission.
But it wasnât impossible either.
âLetâs show the information squadâs ability.â
He wanted to show something that could match the Agens, no, an appearance that is greater than Agens.
âAnd although he said the palace and the royal familyâ¦â¦â
His eyes quickly spun.
âIt seems that he is interested in the shadow⦠no, Princess Aily.â
As expected of Keep.
âSir Baron. Just believe in me and the Information squad.â
He clenched his fist.
Roan, perhaps knowing his thoughts or perhaps not, stared at Keep and smiled.
âThatâs it. Compete together, grow together.â
Still water is doomed to rot.
With a satisfied expression, Roan stood up.
âThen, is Tron Academy the nextâ¦â¦â
His heart trembled.
In the last life, it was a place he couldnât attend even if he wanted to.
âWill something happen again at that place?â
The smile on his mouth grew deeper.
*****
Roanâs dream was big.
It was different than an ambition or a desire.
It was pure and hot.
Because of that, he learned words despite being a commoner and bought and collected all sorts of books.
And to him, the academy was like a holy land.
âI really wanted to go there.â
Looking at the grand entrance to Tron Academy, Roan bitterly smiled.
A place where he wanted to, but couldnât attend.
There were various reasons why, but the biggest reasons were his standing, wealth, and time.
To attend the academy, he needed to at least be from a noble family or have a nobleâs recommendation.
Additionally, he needed to pay a colossal tuition fee and spend four years there until graduation.
To Roan, it was a place that he could only stare at.
âI heard that thereâs a special lecture from Baron Tale?â
âBaron Tale bullsheet. Itâs Roan, Roan.â
âYeah. For an exiled convict, he got lucky and became a Baron overnight.â
âHe became like that because he caught the princeâs eye.â
The academyâs students that passed by Roan began babbling words of ridicule.
They didnât recognize Roan at all.
âNobleâs kidsâ¦â¦â
Roan smiled bitterly.
The mindset of the students that should be leading the kingdom was too laughable and immature.
Following the students that continued to complain, he moved his feet.
The ones walking in the front stole a glance behind.
âWhat?â
âIs he someone you know?â
âDonât know. Is he a first year? Or maybe a transfer student?â
The students frowned and whispered between themselves.
They couldnât imagine that Roan, the hero of the expedition and the one who recently became a Baron, might be around the same age as them.
Since the academyâs fourth year studentâs age was nineteen, there was merely a difference of a single year away from Roan.
When the studentsâ eyes met his, Roan smiled at them.
âWhat? Why is he smiling?â
âWhoâs he supposed to be?â
The studentsâ expressions twisted.
That moment.
âAh! You came?â
From far away, he heard a familiar voice.
Roanâs and the studentsâ gazes followed the voice.
âItâs Ian Phillips.â
The owner of the voice was Ian.
Waving his hand, Ian ran from the academyâs main building.
âHhm. Heâs that Ian Phillips, right?â
âRight. The firstborn of Count Phillips and Miller Castleâs, no the kingdomâs greatest genius.â
âHeâs a freshman that started this year.â
âYeah. Doesnât he look like heâs greeting us?â
The students pointlessly came to their own conclusions.
âI thought he would be arrogant since heâs the firstborn of a count on top of being a genius.â
âIt looks like heâs quite the well-mannered brat.â
Then, the brats awkwardly waved.
Before they knew it, Ian was right in front of them.
âYes. Good to see you. Ian. Iâm the fourth year Piâ¦â¦â
When the student at the front introduced himself.
âExcuse me.â
Ian pushed the students to the left and right and went up to Roan.
âEh?â
âWhat?â
The brats who were pushed aside frowned and looked at Ian.
Their eyes naturally focused on Roan and Ian.
Ian bowed right away.
âWelcome. Sir Baron Tale.â
âFor you to even come out to meet me, thank you very much.â
A fair and clear voice rode the wind into the studentsâ ears.
âHuk!â
âBa, Baron Tale?â
âHeâs that Roan?â
With a completely shocked expression, the brats looked at Roan.
When Roan met their gazes, he brightly smiled and slightly nodded his head.
âHph!â
The students gulped and quickly lowered their heads.
However much they insulted and looked down upon Roan, they couldnât keep their heads up in front of a kingdomâs noble.
âSi, Sir Baron Tale. A, about our talk just nowâ¦â¦â
The voice sharply shook.
Although they were certainly sons of nobles, their positions werenât something that could hold up against Roan who held a true title of nobility.
Roan cheerfully smiled and stood in front of them.
Ian tilted his head, wondering what had happened.
âItâs okay.â
A gentle voice.
Roan extended his hand and brushed each of their head.
A completely natural and adult-like act.
At the unexpected hand, the students who had their heads lowered bit their lips.
âDamn it. Heâs completely treating us like kids.â
Even so, they couldnât raise their heads.
At the same time, Roan tapped their shoulders as he brightly smiled.
âWork hard.â
With a word and an act, he cleanly split the hierarchy between himself and the students.
âKuu.â
The brats, still with their heads lowered, couldnât move without permission.
Roan averted his gaze and looked at Ian.
âShould we head to the location of the lecture?â
âAh, yes. Follow me.â
Ian took hold of himself a second late and nodded his head.
Within that short moment, he understood the entire situation.
âThatâs why, you always have to be careful about what you say.â
Ian snickered and shook his head.
Soon, Roan and Ian disappeared from sight.
Only then did the students raise their heads and sigh.
âHuu.â
âTo think that brat was Baron Tale.â
âSeriously. That rumor about a giant was a complete lie.â
Then, one of the brats spoke with a quiet voice.
âMaybe, could it be that his skills and exploits are also exaggerated?â
As soon as he spoke, the rest of the students clapped.
âThatâs it!â
âThat could be it!â
Quickly putting their heads together, the brats continued to quietly talk.
âThen, should we test if Roanâs skills are real?â
âTest? Us?â
At those words, the student who spoke first shook his head with an eerie expression.
âNo. Thereâs that guy in our grade.â
âThat guy? Ah! That guy!â
Promptly, the studentsâ faces brightened.
The brats looked at each other with a cruel light in their eyes.
âFor now, letâs go convince that guy.â
A cold voice rolled down on the ground.
******
âItâs an honor to meet the hero of the expedition.â
âNo. Iâm more honored to have the chance to meet Sir Fred Brown, the principal leading the kingdomâs greatest academy.â
Holding the white-haired old manâs hand, Roan lowered his head.
The old man wearing a clean suit was Fred Brown, the one who was leading Tron Academy for the twentieth year.
âHeâs someone that I wanted to meet at least once.â
Roan was unimaginably moved.
It was a moment where a small goal from the last life had been achieved.
âIf I could, I want to chat, but it seems that there isnât much time left for the special lecture. Let us talk after the lecture is over.â
âYes. Understood.â
That was what Roan wanted as well.
To him, who wanted to build an academy in the Tale Barony, a talk with Fred was a chance that could become the flesh and bones of his plan.
âNow, do follow me.â
Fred walked a step in front and Roan followed behind him.
Coming out of a simple office of the principal, they crossed the wooden hallway.
Passing through several buildings, they headed towards the garden behind the academy.
The location of the lecture was prepared in the open air instead of inside a building.
âBecause there were too many students that wanted to audit, we prepared the place in the academyâs training field.â
Fred turned towards Roan and apologized.
Roan wordlessly nodded and gazed in front of him.
He could see a tall wall covered in vines.
There was an entrance at the center and several words were ornately written on top.
The door was wide open.
Fred walked ahead and Roan followed behind.
Then.
Huuk!
Scorching heat was felt.
âAhâ¦â¦â
Roan quietly exclaimed.
The field was enormous.
It was twice as large as the field where the Amaranth troop held drills.
Excluding one side, chairs filled the three sides of the field.
An unbelievable number.
Students sat in each and every one of those chairs.
It was an incredible number of students, but they didnât let out a single sound.
They simply stared in curiosity while exuding heat from their entire bodies.
More than a thousand pair of eyes stabbed into Roan.
âAre they trying to pressure me?â
Roan smiled bitterly inside.
Then, he heard Fredâs voice.
âIt seems everyone has high expectations. For now, shall we go up onto the stage?â
âYes.â
Roan replied shortly and followed Fred up the stage.
On the stage, there was a vertically long table and a loudspeaker made of a magic stone and a magic circle.
âWe will now start the special lecture of Sir Baron Roan Tale, the hero of the Istel War and the monster expedition. Everyone please welcome him with a round of applause.â
As soon as he finished, claps sporadically resounded here and there.
A scene as if clapping against their will.
Fred furrowed his forehead at the sight, but didnât criticize them.
âItâs something Baron Tale will have to solve on his own.â
Truthfully, he wanted to see Roanâs ability.
Slightly lowering his head at Roan, Fred walked off the stage.
Now, only Roan was left on the tall stage.
He stood in front of the table and looked at the students.
âEveryoneâs expressions are ones saying let see how well I do.â
An undisguisable antagonism could be felt from their faces.
Of course, there were also students like Ian who showed signs of curiosity, desire, and respect.
âHm?â
Roan, who was scanning the studentsâ faces with Kalianâs Tear, frowned at the tip of his nose.
âRoyalty is also here.â
As expected of the kingdomâs greatest academy, he could see several princesses among the students.
And the one who stood out amongst them.
âPrincess Katy Rinse andâ¦â¦â
His eyes stayed in one place for a long time.
âPrincess Aily Rinse.â
For some reason, his ears felt hot and he became happy.
For a while, Roan motionlessly stared at her face.
âWhat the?â
âWhatâs up with him?â
Because Roan stayed silent for a long time, the students began to chatter.
Only then did Roan finally take ahold of himself.
âItâs not the time for that.â
With a smiling face, he lowered his head.
âNice to meet you. Iâm Baron Roan Tale, who will be giving the special lecture today.
Even though he introduced himself, the field was silent.
âWoah!â
Only Ian cheered without worrying about others.
Roan slightly lowered his head toward Ian, and then made a faint smile.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âHm.â
The studentsâ gazes pour down.
Calmly taking on those gazes, Roan spoke with a soft voice.
âThe topic I want to talk about today isâ¦â¦â
Playfulness flashed in his eyes.
âAbout âwhat would you do if you knew about the futureâ.â
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