𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 ③ / 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬
Asgard Summoning Academy.
Even here, preparations for the war had begun.
Since most of the A-Class Summoners have headed to the royal castle, the academy’s operations are now in the hands of several Student Council members, a few teachers, and the B-Class Summoners.
A student named Grits was in his bustling dorm room, feeding his Dimension sparrow named “Tamapiyo.”
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“War. . . . . .Do you think we can win?”
『Piui?』
“. . . . . .Never mind. The old me might have been excited, but to be honest. . . . . . I’m scared now.”
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Because he was alone, he spoke his feelings aloud.
The fluffy giant chick in front of him tilted its head cutely.
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“That village. The one attacked by the demons. . . . . .There, I experienced a battle that wasn’t just a drill. It may sound odd coming from me, but it was nothing like the safe, scripted drills. It was a real battle. And that’s why I understand the real danger of it. My classmates don’t realize what a life-threatening situation it is.”
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Grits opened the window of his room to look outside.
There, many students were excitedly petting their summoned beasts. Boys were stroking their creatures, and girls were swinging their weapons. Grits fell silent.
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“. . . . . .But, we have to fight.”
『Piyururu』
“Hehe, I have to protect you. And also. . . . . .”
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Grits is a noble. He has a fiancée.
They only have obligatory greetings and tea parties as interactions. However. . . . . .strangely, there was a desire to protect her.
And now, Ashe is no longer here. For her sake.
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“Tamapiyo. I’ll do it. I’ll fight in a way that doesn’t disgrace the name of a B-Class Summoner.”
『Piuiii!』
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Tamapiyo seemed to chirp as if to say, “Do your best!”
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Wolve was swamped with work by Esterize’s side.
He was rechecking troop formations, understanding the characteristics of each Summoned beast, and strategizing. . . . . .For the lazy Wolve, the workload entrusted by Esterize was hellish.
But somehow, Wolve had an inkling.
In the office with just the two of them, only the sound of pens moving could be heard. In the midst of that, Wolve paused to speak.
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“Princess, why make me do all this paperwork?”
“Because you seemed the most free.”
“That’s not true. Well, I won’t deny being idle.”
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Esterize’s pen also stopped.
With a wry smile, Wolve said,
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“You’re planning to quit the unit after this battle, right? And dump all this on me. That’s why you’re making me do all this paperwork and act as the captain, right?”
“. . . . . .Yes.”
“I knew it. Planning to manage your own territory afterward?”
“Yes.”
“And why me?”
“Because you’re the most suited. Your insight, thoughtfulness, and strength. You might not realize it, but you have a charm that draws people in. I believe you can lead the Peacemaker squad.”
“. . . . . .Charm, huh? I just want to slack off and live leisurely.”
“Despite saying that, you always complete your tasks. That’s what I mean.”
“Yeah, yeah. . . . . .Geez.”
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The two of them began writing again.
Wolve said with a big yawn,
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“Huh. . . . . .Why are you quitting?”
“I have one goal. To inherit the title and manage the lands of the Rushout family. With the title of Margrave, the range of lands I oversee has increased. I’ll begin full-fledged territory management with the merits I’ve gained from this battle.”
“By the way, had the princess always had that goal? Is it okay? To betray 『Judgment』 that gave you the position of 『High Priestess』.”
“I’m not betraying. I’m just quitting.”
“Yeah, yeah. Well, it suits you more to shine as a proud solitary flower rather than moving as someone else’s pawn. I like that about you.”
“. . . . . .Is that a confession?”
“Hmm, I do like the princess type. It feels fulfilling to think about marrying you. But. . . . . .If you marry me, there won’t be someone leading the troops anymore.”
“That’s true. . . . . .”
“Besides, while I might like you, marriage is a different matter. I can love a woman who feels good in bed, but the woman I spend my life with isn’t just for that; she’s someone who truly connects with me.”
“. . . . . .”
“Oops, my apologies. Well, that’s how it is. I feel like men should be the ones to hold someone like the princess. Maybe the prince would be a good match for you?”
“His Highness is the next king.”
“Really? I think the cunning princess might be better suited for the throne than that weak prince.”
“. . . . . .”
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Wolve stopped writing and smirked.
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“Wanna bet?”
“On what?”
“Whether that weak prince becomes king or the cunning princess does.”
“There has never been a queen in the Asgard kingdom.”
“The first one was a queen, right? Shin・Asgard.”
“If things go as expected, the king of Asgard will likely nominate Prince Sanbalt.”
“If things go as expected, yeah. But I think differently. I think the cunning princess will pull something.”
“. . . . . .Wolve. Who are you?”
“Who knows.”
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Wolve began writing again.
Although they didn’t make a bet, a mystery was born.
Esterize felt that Wolve wasn’t just an ordinary person. But for now, it’s fine.
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“Hey, princess. How about a drink after work?”
“. . . . . .Alright.”
“Great! Let’s wrap up quickly!”
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By the way, after work, as the two headed to the bar, Sanbalt would interrupt them.
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