The Weakest Summoner’s School Conquest – I Became Strong Only After Losing – Chapter 69

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

What he entered was an exclusive lounge for A-class summoners.

There are several A-class members in this academy other than Esterize, but no one is in the lounge.

It’s larger than the S-class cafeteria and is well-equipped.

Soft music plays from somewhere, and there are round chairs, and small flowers decorate the round tables.

Fugil took a seat by the window at a table for six, so Albero sat across from him.

Esterize and Rashild also sat on Fugil’s side.

“Want something to drink?”

“Then, orange juice.”

When Fugil hesitatedly asked, Albero responded without hesitation.

Raising his hand slightly, a waiter came to take their order.

Fugil glanced at Rashild and Esterize, and both nodded slightly without saying a word.

“Three coffees, and one orange juice.”

“Understood.”

The waiter bowed and brought the drinks.

Meanwhile, Albero and the others were silent.

Albero was gazing at the view outside from the lounge.

This is the top floor of the main school building. Not only the academy but also the town below can be seen.

Albero drank the orange juice that was brought.

“So, nii-san. You have something to tell me, right?”

“Yes.”

“So, what’s the matter? It’s almost dinner time. . . . . .haha, actually, since becoming a Parasitic type, I get hungry often.”

“Hey. . . . . .you. . . . . .”

“Nii-san, how about having a meal later?”

“Hey, don’t ignore me!”

The initial “Yes.” was from Rashild.

But Albero ignored him. Doing to Rashild what had been done to him.

Even an infuriated Rashild was ignored. Fugil said with difficulty.

“Albero. . . . . .let me say this. I’m not the brother you think I am. I certainly belittled and looked down on you by my own will. Please, don’t be kind to me. I took pleasure in mocking you, a failure, as the worst kind of brother.”

“. . . . . .”

“I’m the worst, right? Huh?”

“Still, you’re the only brother I have. You were the one who noticed me.”

“. . . . . .What?”

“Nii-san, you knew, right? My father and mother treated me as if I didn’t exist, and those weaklings there completely ignored me. Even the servants barely spoke to me. . . . . .Nii-san, the loneliness of not being spoken to is very hard.”

“. . . . . .”

“But you were different. You called my name, scolded me. Told me I was a disgrace to the Rushout family. Said I was your brother. Being ignored, not being yelled at, not being mocked. . . . . .being recognized by you was far happier for me.”

Albero drank his orange juice, quenching his thirst.

Fugil just listened. He never intended any of it.

“I am no longer a member of the Rushout family. But Fugil-niisan is still my brother.”

“. . . . . .”

“By the way, what did you want to talk about?”

Albero hasn’t looked at Esterize and Rashild even once.

Just like the old Esterize and Rashild. He had no interest in them.

Fugil said with an indescribable expression.

“. . . . . .It’s not me who has a request. . . . . .it’s my older sister.”

“Then I’ll be going. Nii-san let’s have a meal sometime.”

With that, Albero stood up.

Then, finally, Esterize spoke.

“Wait. . . . . .I have something to say.”

“It’s not worth hearing. A coward’s tale is nothing but filth.”

“What. . . . . .?”

“You bastard!!”

Esterize glared, and Rashild showed signs of anger.

But. . . . . .Albero’s murderous intent shot through both of them.

Albero’s right eye. The white part turned red, and the pupil shone gold.

“Hey. . . . . .Do you guys think I’ve forgiven you for abandoning the F-class?”

“”━━!””

“I somewhat understand after defeating Hubris. Probably. . . . . .If it was just Abel, the B-class students and Student Council President like you would have been enough to defeat him. If you hadn’t just stood by and intervened in the battle immediately, the F-class students would have been saved. And didn’t you guys completely abandon me? Do you think I’ll listen to such bastards? To be honest. . . . . .I hate you guys more than the demon.”

That was Albero’s true feeling.

If it was just Demon Abel, Esterize, Rashild, and the B-class students would have been enough to defeat him.

The fact that. . . . . .they might have been able to save the F-class was unforgivable for Albero.

“I’ve been invited to the royal family’s tea party. I want you, the youngest of the Rushout family, to attend.”

Esterize brought up the main point without explaining anything.

Albero looked at Esterize with disinterest.

“I’m no longer a Rushout.”

“. . . . . .That’s been revoked. My father sent a retraction letter to the kingdom, and it’s been officially accepted.”

“. . . . . .What?”

“Also. . . . . .The Rushout family’s rank has increased. Thanks to your demon subjugation efforts, you’ve been promoted two ranks from Baron to Count. You’ve been granted more territory and given governance of a frontier city. My parents are grateful to you━━.”

The next moment, Albero pointed his right hand at Esterize.

His fist, filled with malevolent intent, looked as if it was about to 『petrify』 Esterize and 『end』 his life.

“━━Don’t joke with me.”

“It’s the truth. You should have received a letter.”

“. . . . . .”

“Most likely, soon, you and the other S-class will be summoned by the king. You’ll be honored for your demon subjugation and awarded medals. . . . . .Before that, the king wants to meet and talk with the head summoner of the demon subjugation━you. My parents have also been summoned. It’s a tea party with many nobles.”

“. . . . . .”

“Don’t run away. If you do, it’ll cause trouble for Garnet-sama and Damocles-sama.”

“. . . . . .”

“Our conversation is over. You should have received a letter, so find it and read it properly. Also, learn the tea party manners from the Duke’s daughter. . . . . .Let’s go.”

Esterize stood up, followed by Rashild and Fugil.

Then, stopping, Esterize said:

“Since you’ve come this far, I’ll acknowledge you. S-class Summoner… However, with just your power, you won’t truly be able to save this country, this world.”

“So what’s your point?”

“Come under me. I’ll make true use of your strength.”

“. . . . . .”

Saying so, Esterize began walking.

Watching her retreating figure, Albero commented:

“You. . . . . .You’re more arrogant than a demon. It’s nauseating.”

Without responding, Esterize left the lounge.

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