"Dad."
“I know exactly what the problem is. But, that...”
Ryan looked back at Alex, who was sitting next to him.
"...He's a smart, problem-free kid. It's too cruel for him to be denied the opportunity to learn because of me."
Still, Ryan couldn't meet Viscountess Herne's eyes.
Maybe he was deliberately avoiding looking. He must have sensed that the other person was afraid of him.
Even though it was not your fault, you cannot immediately explain yourself, and you are sitting face-to-face with an unknown opponent as a terrible criminal.
Whatever he says will be the words of a mad mass murderer who has killed hundreds of people and burned the land.
I couldn't even open my mouth to say anything because I knew how frustrated and miserable Ryan must be.
“Could you please... discuss this again?”
Ryan put aside his pride and bowed down.
Even though it was a meaningless action.
I was kicked out of the counseling room less than 20 minutes later.
Viscountess Herne could not refuse Ryan's request and said that she would contact him separately if anything changed.
Of course, we all knew there would be no contact.
A warm spring day.
Clear skies, beautiful school grounds.
'This is a big problem.'
And the lion was in shock.
I glanced at Ryan, who was standing there blankly.
From the moment I left the admissions office, an eerie silence lingered.
"Ah~ But when I actually get here, there's nothing special. Right, sis? I have to live in a dorm at the academy, so I don't get to see my father or sis much~."
Alex looked at Ryan and pretended like nothing happened.
Ryan just walks without saying a word.
"Honestly, I learned everything I could at Windsor Castle. I just wanted to make lots of friends, but come to think of it, it's not like I don't have any friends. There's Joseph in Koenig and Melissa too~."
I know Alex's expectations were very high.
Even though it must be upsetting, how does he feel about saying that out of concern for Ryan?
'Think about it, Vania. You have to solve this problem somehow.'
It was I who created this situation so that Alex could be sent to the Academy as he had wished before returning.
However, it ended up disappointing Alex and shocking Ryan.
“Haha! Why is everyone so silent?”
“Ah! Yeah, Alex. Ues, since we’re out...”
At that moment, Ryan, who had been walking silently, suddenly stopped.
And said to Alex.
"...Sorry."
“...”
“...”
Alex and I froze, and Ryan started walking again, weakly.
It was the first time.
The back of that small Ryan is...
'What, what should I do with this?'
'What should I do, sister?'
Alex and I, who were left behind, talked with our eyes.
A spring day in May, a walking path in front of the Academy Education Center.
The girls, their cheeks flushed, bravely approached the nameless nobleman, a Young Master, who was sitting on a bench under a pink spring blossom tree.
“I... please take this!”
Chocolates were hastily purchased from the school store. A note was attached to the box.
“Thank you.”
As the man who received the gift smiled faintly, the female students left, screaming in silence and making a fuss.
“Can you take all of this with you?”
Max scratched his cheek as he looked at the mountain of snacks and notes piled on the bench.
“Please decline appropriately, Mr. Merchen.”
Kali said with a sigh.
The two knights stood there dumbfounded, feeling like mere sculptures next to the Prince, who was like a painting.
“Captain, when is Brother Revan coming out?”
Max asked in fear.
If we stay here, how many more gifts will be difficult to deal with?
“Well, I guess he went there to threaten them, so I guess he’ll come out if the story goes well.”
“Threats?”
Merchen looked back at Kali in surprise.
“Didn’t he say he was going to meet a teacher he knew?”
“Yes, well. He’ll threaten the teacher.”
Kali said nothing more and looked up at the professor's research building that Revan had entered alone.
Academy, faculty research building.
Even within that, the top floor was the research lab of the executive professors, so no one was allowed to enter.
But Revan entered with pride.
He wore a black suit, a couple of buttons on his shirt were undone, and he didn't forget to walk with a shaky gait.
Because now he's here to do something called 'threat'.
“You’ve grown so much, Revan. You’ve grown so tall and handsome.”
Revan glanced at the middle-aged man walking beside him with a somewhat nervous expression.
Count Alman Schultz.
Dean of the Academy's College of Engineering and executive officers.
He was also the one who helped recruit the youngest professor ever to the Academy, allowing the young Revan to pursue research freely.
“Yes. The prison food was delicious.”
“...”
Professor Schultz was determined.
Revan thinks Professor Schultz would definitely know.
Experiments on transplanting supernatural powers were conducted secretly, avoiding the eyes of the Wassenberg family.
Because the royal family is also involved.
'The Third Prince is said to be a successful test subject in a transplant experiment.'
If that's the case, then the Academy executives must also be aware of the existence of the experiment.
And, once again, you would be extremely reluctant to have your secret past dug up.
'Because the Duke of Wassenberg got a serious warning for the massacre of Konrad.'
Revan is a person closely involved in the incident.
He is the only survivor among the professors of magic engineering who conducted the experiment.
'If I say one wrong thing, everyone will go to hell.'
So, Professor Schultz was very surprised to see Revan come to him and had no choice but to gently invite him into his lab.
Of course, he has no intention of sending those involved to hell.
Revan, who knew the ecology of the academy, guessed that it would be difficult for Alex to enroll because of his guardian Ryan's criminal record...
All he wants is for Professor Schultz to help Alex get into college safely.
'My brother has been rotting for 12 years because of that damn experiment, so if you keep bringing it up, I'll get really pissed.'
When Revan's will to fight was burning inside him.
"Ah."
Professor Schultz stopped when he saw two men walking down the hallway across from him.
One was an elderly man, the other a young, tall, nobleman.
For some reason, Professor Schultz glanced at Revan and bowed only to the older man.
“Mr. President.”
Revan also bowed his head as if he was aware of it.
The president greeted him with his eyes and passed by.
'Tsk tsk.'
Passing by the two, Revan clicked his tongue inwardly.
Two men who passed by.
Although they were walking side by side, somehow the hierarchy between them seemed clear.
It was a picture of the president being embarrassed by a young-looking nobleman.
'Has the Academy rotted away while I was away?'
At first glance, the young nobleman had a face dripping with guilt, as if he had grown up in a wealthy family and had never known hardship.
Tall and with pitch-black hair.
Deep blue eyes.
Revan paused for a moment, recalling the man's appearance.
'Wait a minute. Where have I seen that guy before?'
No. He's sure it's the first time he's seen him.
His handsome face and strange atmosphere felt somehow familiar.
Academy campus backyard.
On a bench in a deserted backyard walkway, Ryan, Alex, and I are sitting huddled together.
Because we were rejected from admission after 20 minutes, we had a lot of time left until 3 o'clock, when we were supposed to meet my family again.
I was going to wait in front of the fountain, which was the meeting place, but Ryan told me to go somewhere without people, so we came here.
The reason... seemed to be known.
Viscountess Herne, the head of the admissions department, trembled in front of Ryan with a pale face.
After Ryan was released from prison, he probably never met anyone who was so afraid of him as a criminal.
It must have been quite a shock...
It's not like he's walking around with 'I'm a criminal' written on his forehead, but I felt like he was needlessly self-conscious about what other people thought.
"Dad."
“Ugh...”
Gyaaaaah!
Who is this? Who is this person who is barely answering with a face that is completely cowed and devoid of spirit?
Where did our beast go that used to charge forward with no fear, no evil, no violence!
'It's largely my fault.'
I didn't really know what the Academy was, other than that it was an institution under the imperial family.
As per the rules, Alex's admission was without any problems, so the rejection was not expected.
So...
I didn't even prepare a plan B.
I'm racking my brain right now, but no solution comes to mind.
They say there's nothing money can't buy, but the academy was different.
Because it is an educational institution run with the utmost transparency by the royal family.
Wouldn't it have been a brave and moral decision for the students to refuse admission to a terrifying criminal with supernatural powers?
'Then, Nike...?'
It's really shameless, but all I can think of is Nike's face.
Of course, Nike has no connection to the Academy, but it is still a member of the royal family.
If I ask the Crown Prince, who is Nike's brother and cannot live without him, to take good care of Alex...
'Hey, stop using him!'
I've already heard that Ryan has asked Nike to do several things for him.
Issues such as the protection of the Prince, permission to make weapons for Revan, etc.
If you suck any more, there won't be any more of Nike's bone marrow left.
Moreover, he might feel that we are using him very frugally, so he might feel antipathy towards us.
“Ugh.”
When I sigh without realizing it.
I saw men passing in front of us.
Three men dressed as ordinary noblemen.
'Hey, you're going through the back door.'
My heart ached as I watched Ryan lower his head as people passed by.
I was deliberately staying in a place without people because of Ryan, but why did those guys have to go through the backyard exit instead of the spacious front door...
'Uh?'
I was looking at them absentmindedly when I suddenly became dazed.
The man in the middle.
It's a familiar face.
Tall, black hair, blue eyes.
Even though the atmosphere is different, the good looks are exactly the same, a face I know very... very well.
'Wow.'
I jumped up.
'Father!!!!!'
...Not this.
Hey, why is the Crown Prince here!
“I know exactly what the problem is. But, that...”
Ryan looked back at Alex, who was sitting next to him.
"...He's a smart, problem-free kid. It's too cruel for him to be denied the opportunity to learn because of me."
Still, Ryan couldn't meet Viscountess Herne's eyes.
Maybe he was deliberately avoiding looking. He must have sensed that the other person was afraid of him.
Even though it was not your fault, you cannot immediately explain yourself, and you are sitting face-to-face with an unknown opponent as a terrible criminal.
Whatever he says will be the words of a mad mass murderer who has killed hundreds of people and burned the land.
I couldn't even open my mouth to say anything because I knew how frustrated and miserable Ryan must be.
“Could you please... discuss this again?”
Ryan put aside his pride and bowed down.
Even though it was a meaningless action.
***
I was kicked out of the counseling room less than 20 minutes later.
Viscountess Herne could not refuse Ryan's request and said that she would contact him separately if anything changed.
Of course, we all knew there would be no contact.
A warm spring day.
Clear skies, beautiful school grounds.
'This is a big problem.'
And the lion was in shock.
I glanced at Ryan, who was standing there blankly.
From the moment I left the admissions office, an eerie silence lingered.
"Ah~ But when I actually get here, there's nothing special. Right, sis? I have to live in a dorm at the academy, so I don't get to see my father or sis much~."
Alex looked at Ryan and pretended like nothing happened.
Ryan just walks without saying a word.
"Honestly, I learned everything I could at Windsor Castle. I just wanted to make lots of friends, but come to think of it, it's not like I don't have any friends. There's Joseph in Koenig and Melissa too~."
I know Alex's expectations were very high.
Even though it must be upsetting, how does he feel about saying that out of concern for Ryan?
'Think about it, Vania. You have to solve this problem somehow.'
It was I who created this situation so that Alex could be sent to the Academy as he had wished before returning.
However, it ended up disappointing Alex and shocking Ryan.
“Haha! Why is everyone so silent?”
“Ah! Yeah, Alex. Ues, since we’re out...”
At that moment, Ryan, who had been walking silently, suddenly stopped.
And said to Alex.
"...Sorry."
“...”
“...”
Alex and I froze, and Ryan started walking again, weakly.
It was the first time.
The back of that small Ryan is...
'What, what should I do with this?'
'What should I do, sister?'
Alex and I, who were left behind, talked with our eyes.
***
A spring day in May, a walking path in front of the Academy Education Center.
The girls, their cheeks flushed, bravely approached the nameless nobleman, a Young Master, who was sitting on a bench under a pink spring blossom tree.
“I... please take this!”
Chocolates were hastily purchased from the school store. A note was attached to the box.
“Thank you.”
As the man who received the gift smiled faintly, the female students left, screaming in silence and making a fuss.
“Can you take all of this with you?”
Max scratched his cheek as he looked at the mountain of snacks and notes piled on the bench.
“Please decline appropriately, Mr. Merchen.”
Kali said with a sigh.
The two knights stood there dumbfounded, feeling like mere sculptures next to the Prince, who was like a painting.
“Captain, when is Brother Revan coming out?”
Max asked in fear.
If we stay here, how many more gifts will be difficult to deal with?
“Well, I guess he went there to threaten them, so I guess he’ll come out if the story goes well.”
“Threats?”
Merchen looked back at Kali in surprise.
“Didn’t he say he was going to meet a teacher he knew?”
“Yes, well. He’ll threaten the teacher.”
Kali said nothing more and looked up at the professor's research building that Revan had entered alone.
***
Academy, faculty research building.
Even within that, the top floor was the research lab of the executive professors, so no one was allowed to enter.
But Revan entered with pride.
He wore a black suit, a couple of buttons on his shirt were undone, and he didn't forget to walk with a shaky gait.
Because now he's here to do something called 'threat'.
“You’ve grown so much, Revan. You’ve grown so tall and handsome.”
Revan glanced at the middle-aged man walking beside him with a somewhat nervous expression.
Count Alman Schultz.
Dean of the Academy's College of Engineering and executive officers.
He was also the one who helped recruit the youngest professor ever to the Academy, allowing the young Revan to pursue research freely.
“Yes. The prison food was delicious.”
“...”
Professor Schultz was determined.
Revan thinks Professor Schultz would definitely know.
Experiments on transplanting supernatural powers were conducted secretly, avoiding the eyes of the Wassenberg family.
Because the royal family is also involved.
'The Third Prince is said to be a successful test subject in a transplant experiment.'
If that's the case, then the Academy executives must also be aware of the existence of the experiment.
And, once again, you would be extremely reluctant to have your secret past dug up.
'Because the Duke of Wassenberg got a serious warning for the massacre of Konrad.'
Revan is a person closely involved in the incident.
He is the only survivor among the professors of magic engineering who conducted the experiment.
'If I say one wrong thing, everyone will go to hell.'
So, Professor Schultz was very surprised to see Revan come to him and had no choice but to gently invite him into his lab.
Of course, he has no intention of sending those involved to hell.
Revan, who knew the ecology of the academy, guessed that it would be difficult for Alex to enroll because of his guardian Ryan's criminal record...
All he wants is for Professor Schultz to help Alex get into college safely.
'My brother has been rotting for 12 years because of that damn experiment, so if you keep bringing it up, I'll get really pissed.'
When Revan's will to fight was burning inside him.
"Ah."
Professor Schultz stopped when he saw two men walking down the hallway across from him.
One was an elderly man, the other a young, tall, nobleman.
For some reason, Professor Schultz glanced at Revan and bowed only to the older man.
“Mr. President.”
Revan also bowed his head as if he was aware of it.
The president greeted him with his eyes and passed by.
'Tsk tsk.'
Passing by the two, Revan clicked his tongue inwardly.
Two men who passed by.
Although they were walking side by side, somehow the hierarchy between them seemed clear.
It was a picture of the president being embarrassed by a young-looking nobleman.
'Has the Academy rotted away while I was away?'
At first glance, the young nobleman had a face dripping with guilt, as if he had grown up in a wealthy family and had never known hardship.
Tall and with pitch-black hair.
Deep blue eyes.
Revan paused for a moment, recalling the man's appearance.
'Wait a minute. Where have I seen that guy before?'
No. He's sure it's the first time he's seen him.
His handsome face and strange atmosphere felt somehow familiar.
***
Academy campus backyard.
On a bench in a deserted backyard walkway, Ryan, Alex, and I are sitting huddled together.
Because we were rejected from admission after 20 minutes, we had a lot of time left until 3 o'clock, when we were supposed to meet my family again.
I was going to wait in front of the fountain, which was the meeting place, but Ryan told me to go somewhere without people, so we came here.
The reason... seemed to be known.
Viscountess Herne, the head of the admissions department, trembled in front of Ryan with a pale face.
After Ryan was released from prison, he probably never met anyone who was so afraid of him as a criminal.
It must have been quite a shock...
It's not like he's walking around with 'I'm a criminal' written on his forehead, but I felt like he was needlessly self-conscious about what other people thought.
"Dad."
“Ugh...”
Gyaaaaah!
Who is this? Who is this person who is barely answering with a face that is completely cowed and devoid of spirit?
Where did our beast go that used to charge forward with no fear, no evil, no violence!
'It's largely my fault.'
I didn't really know what the Academy was, other than that it was an institution under the imperial family.
As per the rules, Alex's admission was without any problems, so the rejection was not expected.
So...
I didn't even prepare a plan B.
I'm racking my brain right now, but no solution comes to mind.
They say there's nothing money can't buy, but the academy was different.
Because it is an educational institution run with the utmost transparency by the royal family.
Wouldn't it have been a brave and moral decision for the students to refuse admission to a terrifying criminal with supernatural powers?
'Then, Nike...?'
It's really shameless, but all I can think of is Nike's face.
Of course, Nike has no connection to the Academy, but it is still a member of the royal family.
If I ask the Crown Prince, who is Nike's brother and cannot live without him, to take good care of Alex...
'Hey, stop using him!'
I've already heard that Ryan has asked Nike to do several things for him.
Issues such as the protection of the Prince, permission to make weapons for Revan, etc.
If you suck any more, there won't be any more of Nike's bone marrow left.
Moreover, he might feel that we are using him very frugally, so he might feel antipathy towards us.
“Ugh.”
When I sigh without realizing it.
I saw men passing in front of us.
Three men dressed as ordinary noblemen.
'Hey, you're going through the back door.'
My heart ached as I watched Ryan lower his head as people passed by.
I was deliberately staying in a place without people because of Ryan, but why did those guys have to go through the backyard exit instead of the spacious front door...
'Uh?'
I was looking at them absentmindedly when I suddenly became dazed.
The man in the middle.
It's a familiar face.
Tall, black hair, blue eyes.
Even though the atmosphere is different, the good looks are exactly the same, a face I know very... very well.
'Wow.'
I jumped up.
'Father!!!!!'
...Not this.
Hey, why is the Crown Prince here!
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