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An almost ambush-like charge. 

With its horns, barely half the size of my body, it looked dangerous as warned by Yegor’s warning. 

Woosh.

As a yellow deer passed by. 

Trees falling like hay along its path. 

If I were to take a direct hit, I would also collapse into the snow like those trees. 

‘Of course, assuming everything hits.’

It’s just fast. 

The preparatory movements were too large, and the trajectory was almost straight. 

I leaped out of the way. 

Now I felt like a matador. 

Just with a bipedal deer instead of a crazy bull. 

‘It’s not just a deer.’

Grrrr!

The creature’s white breath passed by through its menacing fangs. 

“Hans Byron!” 

“It’s okay. Didn’t you see it during the entrance exam? This is basic.” 

To others, it might seem like I narrowly avoided it by a hair’s breadth. 

But it was all calculated evasion. 

Now was the moment to plunge a dagger into the exposed back of the defenseless creature. 

“Ugh.” 

A fierce wind brushed past my cheek. 

It wasn’t natural. 

A powerful storm, knocking down trees hindering the snowfield, like a post-blast of a powerful charge. 

An unexpected gust. 

‘My posture is crumbling. It’s too dangerous.’

I dodged with my tongue in my cheek. 

The plan to swing the dagger was canceled. 

This way, my body would stiffen after just one attack. 

There was no guarantee I could dodge the next Wendigo attack. 

‘It’s an incredible pressure.’

Despite being a little away from me, Camilla managed to maintain her posture in the storm created by the Wendigo. 

There was a slight irritation in her voice. 

“Solving becoming vulnerable after a charge like that. Monsters can be quite intelligent.” 

“Hmph. Even so, they’re just monsters.” 

“Is that your opinion?” 

Sure, she might not have experienced real combat, but Camilla’s resolve was solid, having fought more ruthless criminals than that. 

It’s because of the antics of all the nobles she had seen so far; her expectations were higher. 

“If you make it impossible to approach, dealing with it from a distance should suffice.” 

However. 

Her blatantly staring gaze demanded my involvement. 

“Well, it’s not entirely wrong. Unfortunately, my magic is more focused on convenience. It doesn’t seem to be very efficient.” 

I could only shrug my shoulders. 

Look at that leather. 

He’s someone who’s taken dozens of logs head-on without even a scratch. 

Maybe for an aura, but with my mediocre magic, there would be no doubt that not even a single wound would be inflicted. 

“And the vampire? If she steps in, it should be easy to deal with.” 

“…She sleeps during the day, they say. Don’t bother her.” 

Her sharp gaze pierced through me. 

But how could I explain it to her? 

That Bathory was weakened in the North due to a contract with the Spada family. 

Not to mention, she was nothing but an ordinary girl, far from the predatory image she once showed to her! 

-She’s getting around just fine.

-Please let me save face.

In the moment of dealing with the premonition emanating from the shadows.

“Well, forget it. If I can’t overcome this, how can I rise to the position of student council?” 

“Are you giving up the presidency?” 

“…You speak well. How will I defeat Luciana Speda?” 

She knows her limits very well. 

That attitude isn’t bad. 

“Anyway, I think I can beat everyone else except her. If I graduate with a student council status, the successor position will lean towards me.” 

‘It’ll be tough.’ 

Including the Saint, of course. 

Magic prodigy Ricky, although I don’t like to admit it, is the overwhelming prince of the Auroras. 

You have to beat the arrogant genius. 

Even if she graduates by defeating them. 

“Well, I’ll cheer you on.” 

“What’s with that expression?” 

“It’s nothing.” 

Even if Camilla tries, will the family’s position change? 

That was something she had to figure out for herself. 

-Boom! 

“It looks very angry.” 

“Is it because the repentance attack missed?” 

“Hmm. Maybe because it’s being ignored?” 

Steam came out of the creature’s nose as it turned away after knocking down a sturdy tree. 

Followed by a charge. 

And a sweeping of the snowfield. 

Even at a glance, it seemed like a continuation of the previous charge. 

And there stood Camilla in front of it. 

Thunk! 

The deer aimed its horns and started charging again. 

However, 

I wasn’t worried at all. 

“Where to.” 

A weapon that boasts speeds faster than sound, even before the invention of guns by humanity. 

The ominous whistling of the whip was faster than the creature lifting its foot. 

-Guh?! 

The target was the creature’s face under its horn. 

The one who got hit properly staggered and went in the wrong direction. 

Camilla did well to sacrifice herself for the trees. 

‘By the way, it’s quite a powerful attack. It’s not originally the kind of power that a whip has.’

As I chuckled with such thoughts, Camilla’s eyebrows twitched slightly, showing her displeasure. 

But this was an undeniable fact. 

Of course, in the hands of a skilled user, it could show its own power, but it’s still just a whip. 

Certainly, it had no equal as a ‘tool’ for driving beasts or inflicting torture, but as a ‘weapon’ for taking lives, its performance was quite ambiguous. 

Of course, she had another ace up her sleeve, which made it possible, but that’s why I was being so negligent with the deer, and she looked at me with disdain. 

“Magic isn’t there for nothing, you know? …It seems like you already knew that.” 

“Oh, yes.” 

Although I’m seeing it for the first time, black sand floated around her. 

Sand. 

Her sand magic, which is her specialty, manifested not in the form of a workhorse this time, but in sharpness. 

‘Sand magic on a whip. It was like that in the game too, and it seems like it’s a good match.’ 

Even simple power was enhanced by the sharpness of the sand mixed with the whip’s speed, enough to say, “Go away, Auroras.” 

But it didn’t end there. 

-Grrr?

The deer, which was about to lift its foot to retaliate immediately, hesitated and flailed its arms. 

“Sand, swallow it up to the depths.” 

A swamp spread beneath the monster, along with the sand spell. 

It was the characteristic entrapment of sand magic. 

‘If we deplete its stamina like this, we can finish it off.’ 

Just as a scorpion injects venom and watches its prey die slowly. 

The cold smile she wore now was just like that. 

From her pragmatic handling of the monster to her magical prowess, Camilla clearly demonstrated why she was the 7th-ranked student in admissions. 

However, there was something she had overlooked. 

-Kyaaaah! 

-Kudduk! Kududuk!! 

Monsters from the North were different from those in the West, neither criminals nor monsters were as tough. 

Her magic was undoubtedly strong. 

But the Wendigo was more than that. 

“…You’ve nullified my magic?” 

Camilla’s gaze was fixed on the Wendigo’s ankle. 

Despite being forcibly torn away, there should have been injuries from the torn leather, but judging by its slow approach this way, it looked unscathed. 

Still, with those legs, it couldn’t use a charge. 

At the moment when I still judged this side to be superior. 

“Despair.” 

An astonished gaze was directed at the opponent. 

The creature’s forehead, torn open, was groaning. 

It sounded exactly like Camilla. 

But it was distinctly different from the deception just a moment ago, where it lured in prey. 

Well, of course. 

“Mana flow? Monsters casting spells?” 

Spells. 

The language created by magicians to refine their magic. 

Usually, proficient magicians don’t use it due to its lack of practicality, but novice magicians often do. 

But to think it would come from the mouth of a monster, of all things, not even the same student. 

“Be careful!” 

Before my warning could reach her. 

The black magic emanating from the Wendigo’s fingertips approached us faster than Camilla’s whip. 

“Ugh…!” 

At the same time, Camilla groaned and clutched her head. 

Originally, the Wendigo’s ensnarement magic extracted despairing memories as per the spell. 

There was no room for resistance. 

A seasoned magician would have blocked the flow of mana, but she was just a freshman. 

We didn’t have that ability as novice magicians. 

Kuk.

‘This is bad.’ 

I was careless. 

In the game, this despair magic was only unleashed when you chose the wrong option deceived by the voice. 

I never imagined it could be cast with just one spell. 

Soon, I also felt the creeping moisture rising from below. 

What came to mind was when I was summoned to this other world. 

Back then, calculating the difference between dying now and dying a few years later due to the calamity made me feel like an adult. 

“Showing such star-like memories.” 

I immediately opened the vial hidden on my left wrist and swallowed its contents. 

“Haha! As expected, It doesn’t match with genuine spellcasting! Items are the best!” 

The determined will to overcome painful memories? 

Such a thing suited protagonists like the Saint or her companions. 

After all, I was the weakest in full force unless I revealed my hidden identities. 

It might be different if it were a human opponent.

It’s a useless power against monsters.

But whether it’s willpower, strength, or power, anything is possible with money. The top-quality Holy Water was enough to replace it! Taking a moment to catch my breath, I immediately struck the snowy ground. 

-Grugh?! 

A clearly startled cry, different from before. Perhaps due to the recoil from the magic just now. Or maybe it was because of the injury from forcibly escaping Camilla’s magic. 

I just watched blankly as I leapt. Even closing the distance, the creature showed no signs of movement. 

“I’ll etch terrifying memories into you too!” 

Of course, whether I’ll be able to recall them or not is unknown! 

A black comet appeared from my right hand and fell onto the Wendigo’s chest. A sharp Raven claw that cut through thick leather. My black aura swallowed by the blade pierced through the leather, reaching the bone and flesh. 

And along that path, blood also scattered… 

“Huh? What’s this?” 

Sensations transmitted through the dagger. I definitely felt like I had struck it. But something was clearly different. 

From Direwolves to Yetis and even Demons. Something that should naturally be present in living beings briefly appeared and disappeared in the gaping wound. Instead of red blood, what appeared to me was black powder. 

It settled on the white snow, contrasting sharply in color. 

-Kweaaaaah! 

At the same time, the Wendigo let out a horrific scream and gradually lost its form. Its enormous horns, which it boasted about with each charge, had disappeared long ago like an illusion. 

Its yellow fur had also turned into black shadows. The only resemblance to the previous bipedal deer was its sharp fangs and long tongue. 

-Ugh… 

Now, with a voice that sounded as if it were gasping for breath, the shadow monster on the snowy ground collapsed weakly. 

Then, as if unable to maintain its form, it gradually turned into black ashes and scattered. When the sharp northern wind passed through, any trace of the Wendigo disappeared. All that remained on the ground were some fangs dulled by the whip and what could be mistaken for branches, but were actually twisted tongues. 

“…What is this.” 

It was like the final form of a monster in a game. Because of that, my mind was quickly filled with confusion. To obtain Direwolf skin, slaughter was necessary. 

Naturally, I thought the Wendigo’s body would remain.

Having witnessed similar scenes before, it was more accurate to say it was confusing. 

Once, in the game, when I defeated the Doppleganger: 

-Is this my brother, no, the last of the Doppelgangers? 

-Only the tongue remains on the fangs… 

-Horrible. As horrible as its annoying abilities.

And another time, after subduing the Doppelganger noble who took over Bathory: 

-Ck, aaah! 

Along with the external screams, the body of the creature, which had been subdued by the soldiers, disappeared, leaving only its fangs. 

It perfectly matched the Wendigo I had just taken down. 

…Now that I think about it, from mimicking voices to ensnarement magic, they’re all characteristics of a Doppelganger. 

The faint suspicion that started from a small clue soon bore fruit.

[Quest Activated!]

[Defeat the Wendigo and bring peace to the couple!]

[Reward: Bonus points, Vault Viewing ticket (limited to the 2nd basement floor), ???]

[Hidden Condition (1/1)]

[Condition: Identify the true identity of the Wendigo, one of the Northern 3 Great Monsters.]

[Hidden Mission Unlocked.]

Hidden.

For a moment, the appearance of that welcoming word after a long time brought a flicker of emotion. 

I could feel even my own face slowly sinking at what was written at the bottom of the status window. 

[Failure Penalty]

[Permanent loss of the ‘Symbol’ of the King of Doppelgangers, ‘Shadow’]

The ‘Symbol’ would likely be a treasure of the same caliber as the Jade seal of the Oparn. 

Given its significance and the treasure I had been keeping an eye on, it was a penalty that I could not afford to ignore under any circumstances. 

And that wasn’t all. 

‘…At this very moment, the artifact of the Doppelganger is lost.’

A strange intuition brushed through my mind.

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The Reception Room of Speda Castle.

Unlike the cold raging outside, the warmth of the heating greeted us. Originally, we were supposed to hold a grand and lengthy welcoming ceremony. But considering the weather, we quickly finished it and the satisfied guests were promptly led to the reception room, settling comfortably on the warm sofas with content smiles.

“The north is indeed chilly.”

If even the high-ranking nobles, whose default expression is poker-faced, show smiles, it’s truly a significant display of emotion. No matter how elevated their status, unless they’re at least an expert, like the Luciana family, they’re just mere amateurs who can’t help but be greatly influenced by the weather.

As the maids approached with various snacks to suit each guest’s taste, a neatly dressed elderly butler, who had been meticulously observing the guests’ expressions, discreetly approached us.

“It’s been a while, miss.”

It was Yegor, whom we hadn’t seen in a long time. His sharp, sparkling eyes, even amidst his white hair, revealed his sharpness.

“And Father?”

“In recent times, the incursions of the demons have intensified. The Duke and even the Young Master have left their seats. Originally, I should also be at the front lines…” 

But to welcome the guests, one must have the appropriate status. In essence, as the second-in-command of the Duke’s household, Yegor, if he’s at that level, he should be sufficient to welcome the members of other noble houses.

“I see. You’ve been working hard.”

“Not at all. It’s my role as the second-in-command, after all. By the way… is Hans fulfilling his duties?”

A sharp gaze, seemingly evaluating, swept over me, as if questioning whether I had been doing my job properly all this time.

“He’s handling his duties as expected.”

Luciana replied with a sly smile, deflecting the question to me. In that brief exchange, mischief sparkled in the sapphire-like eyes, subtly teasing me.

‘… How mischievous,’

A clear departure from the original, which didn’t typically reveal her emotions. Thanks to that, my side of the exchange was quite advantageous. A momentary glimpse of humanity seeped through the cracks of her perfect demeanor. The special reaction she showed only to me! How could I accurately describe that beauty in detail?

“… Hans Byron?”

In the moment my gaze shifted, a chillingly low voice pierced my ears.

“Ahem, Chamberlain, I always strive for perfection. I ensure there’s no shortage in serving Lady Luciana.”

“You’re still the same… with your unnecessarily firm confidence and audacity. If not re-educated.”

Yegor, wiping away the corner of his eye, moved to the head of the table.

He soon straightened his posture, bowing his waist. His hand rested on his chest, forming an ideal angle starting from the arms. It was a textbook-perfect posture.

“I apologize for the lack of hospitality, even though Lady Roberk and Lord Trehar have traveled a long way.”

Following this came an apology. At Yegor’s low-toned words, Theodore clapped his hands.

“You haven’t explained our internal affairs to us yet. Lift your head, Chamberlain. I, too, have visited out of great interest in the notorious monsters of the north.”

After seeing Theodore’s grin, I could breathe a sigh of relief.

‘Something seemed off when they were separately called upon as soon as we arrived. Seems like the negotiations behind the scenes are successful.’

Maintaining dignity was paramount to nobility. Fortunately, it seemed that the conversations behind the scenes went well enough to forgive our “lack of hospitality.”

“Let’s get to the point. As I expected, the Wendigo creatures have been stirring.”

“Indeed, Lady Luciana. You are correct.”

A paper emerged onto the desk where we gathered. It depicted the upper body of a stag represented by sturdy antlers and humanoid lower limbs.

“This is the monster you all must deal with, known as the Wendigo.”

“It looks peculiar.”

Camilla furrowed her brows.

“Well, isn’t it quite decent as far as monster designs go?”

“As peculiar as its appearance, its abilities are unique.”

Unlike me, Yegor adeptly supported the noblewoman’s remark.

“Abilities?”

“Yes, they can… mimic others’ voices.”

Everyone leaned in as the elderly man’s voice became more serious.

“The nickname ‘Enchanting Wendigo’ wasn’t given for nothing. They mimic the voices of prey to lure and hunt. Humans are also among their prey.”

The origin of the Wendigo stems from ancient demon folklore, where they seduce and abduct humans with their voices.

Even knowing this, it was difficult to distinguish, as they were remarkably similar.

‘In the original story, they mimicked the voices of their beloved ones. To René, it mimicked the voice of the main target, and to the candidates, it mimicked the voice of someone they were emotionally attached to.’

It’s fortunate if they’re just limited to voices. Their specs alone are formidable, and some even resort to counterfeit tactics.

Thanks to this, it was a course that led directly to a bad ending if you didn’t know the right strategy.

“So, even if you hear someone else’s voice, don’t pay attention. It’s definitely their trickery.”

“Understood. Any other precautions?”

“While not as formidable as facing a Yetti, the stag’s upper body isn’t just for show. Their charge with those hefty antlers can be quite threatening, so be cautious.”

“Come to think of it, I’ve heard before. The most injurious animal across the Pacific was none other than the moose.” 

Certainly, once hit by the thick horn rising into the sky, it was unlikely that one would be safe.

“While naturally shy and prone to fleeing from humans, they’re not just some ordinary monsters. They have a habit of attacking the surroundings as soon as they’re provoked, which can be a headache.”

“Is it that time now?”

“Yes. Thanks to your support, we can breathe a little easier. While it may not threaten the residents of the castle, it’s menacing to those outside and the patrolling soldiers.”

Once again, the head lowered in a nod from the elder.

“Although it’s in the form of a dispatched lesson, I request. Since the Duke also advised not to spare support, if you return after dealing with the Wendigo, I’ll offer you a fitting reward.”

[Quest Issued!]

[Defeat the Wendigo and bring peace to the North!]

[Reward: Bonus points, Vault Viewing ticket (Limited to Basement 2), ???]

A Note Viewing Pass. For a dispatched lesson, it was quite a generous reward.

‘Well, in games, you usually encounter Wendigos in the late game. It’s actually odd that you can defeat one in your first year.’

Normally.

At this stage, the protagonist player, who would be scorned for being a commoner maiden, only has a few healing skills. 

Still, there wasn’t much to worry about.

“Leave it to me. Now I’ll personally hunt down the prey I’ve only watched from behind.”

After all, there’s Luciana, who’s already an expert on our side!

That’s it.

“Don’t worry. After all, it’s just a monster.”

“…Hmph. I’ll just deal with sandworms.”

The members supporting Luciana were also from other noble families. As proven by their admission scores, each of them excelled in their abilities.

“With this level of power, dealing with a Wendigo is child’s play.”

While the Wendigo is one of the three major monsters in the North, it’s not on par with demons or Yettis. As long as we’re prepared for mental attacks, including hallucinations, it should be manageable.

And that fact.

Yegor, who has lived in the North, knows it well.

“Take this.”

“As you command.”

His earlier words about not sparing support were not lies.

The main source of funding for the organization. Several bottles of expensive holy water were placed on the desk.

“Some special specimens also use magic. It’ll be a big help then.”

“Hallucinations, huh? I remember hearing about that from Brother. He said it shows the most painful memory from the opponent’s mind.”

Luciana, now with a more serious expression, picked up the holy water. Following suit, I also grabbed one. ‘With this, we’re good.’

Essential item for fighting Wendigos. With the strategy known and high-concentration holy water prepared, our preparations were thorough.

“Let’s set off. If it’s a Wendigo, it’s likely to inhabit coniferous forests.”

“…You seem to know well.”

“And who taught me?”

Like me, she gave a warm smile towards the elderly butler dressed in a servant’s attire.

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The cold in the North is of a kind not commonly experienced elsewhere. Especially compared to the Western and Southern regions, where the climate remains hot throughout the year.

“Sigh… My ears are freezing.”

Camilla, shivering, wrapped her reddened ears with both hands. While they would warm up eventually due to body heat, her appearance was different from usual, and I couldn’t help but smile.

While everyone had donned winter gear, they couldn’t wear anything that would hinder their movement or senses, considering they didn’t know when combat might occur. Hence, it was inevitable that their ears would feel the chill exposed to extreme cold.

‘But still, with the magic potion given, it shouldn’t be that bad.’

“Lady Roberk is overly dramatic.”

“Aren’t you bothered at all?”

“Haha, it’s colder than Eastern winters, but no big deal! Just overcome it with spirit!”

As Camilla openly showed her disdain towards the passionate Theodore, she turned towards me. It seemed like she was inadvertently scheming to get closer to me.

“I’m getting annoyed to death.”

Accompanying the sharp sarcasm whispered in my ear. 

‘Seems like she was partly serious about being disgusted.’

While Luciana was temporarily absent, searching for signs of the Wendigo, it was a rare moment for just the two of us.

“Did you receive information from Wolbaek?”

“It isn’t for nothing that she became the leader of the thieves’ guild at that age.”

Thud-

Through her lips, a sound filled with anger came through.

“The duke’s wife was killed, and yet he’s living quite comfortably, even flaunting it.”

“Where?”

“In the Central region. Moreover, near the academy.”

A face I’d seen before. The face that confronted me when I was arrested.

“It seems escaping won’t be easy.”

The reason for staying quiet despite knowing the whereabouts was simple. She probably wouldn’t arrest until she had all the evidence. 

Since he, as a commoner, harmed a noble, it could even lead to execution.

“Would you like me to help you with the arrest?”

“I’ll be grateful.”

“For what? I’m grateful just because you’re keeping quiet.”

She shrugged in response, also with a bitter smile.

“Hey, I found the Wendigo!”

Luciana’s voice came from not far away. Just as our eyes met, without needing to say anything, we dashed into the snowfield.

“Let’s take care of it quickly and return.”

“You’re very enthusiastic.”

Perhaps due to the dense forest, despite setting off around sunrise, the tall trees blocked the sunlight, casting a natural darkness. It was only enough to barely see Camilla running ahead.

“Hey, I found the Wendigo!”

Even amidst that, the voice continued to echo. Whether due to limited visibility or the ear-piercing nature of the voice, Camilla grumbled irritably.

“How many times do you have to say it? We’re coming!”

“Just a moment.”

A strong sense of unease gripped me. ‘Come to think of it, why would Luciana’s voice sound so urgent?’

With her skills, she could handle the Wendigo alone if needed.

– Lady Luciana, are you still with the Wendigo?

– Hans? What’s up?

– Is the Wendigo still there?

– No, I’m still searching, so don’t rush me. Can’t seem to find where it’s hiding. Damn it. Got us trapped good.

I firmly grasped Camilla’s shoulders, where green hair flowed down.

“What?”

“Take the whip.”

I immediately held a dagger resembling the color of the forest in my right hand, and holy water in my left, in case of unexpected situations.

“Hey, I found the Wendigo! Hey, I found the Wendigo! Hey, I found the Wendigo!”

First was Luciana’s voice, then mine, and finally Theodore’s.

Only then did Camilla, seeming to sense the unease, stop in her tracks.

“This is…”

“We’ve both been fooled.”

Standing still, we surveyed our surroundings cautiously. Among the shadows of the trees, something suddenly emerged. A bipedal stag. Its identity was all too obvious. As the stag, which had been staring at us intently, tilted its head in confusion.

The reindeer’s forehead split open, and from within, a jet-black tongue emerged, uttering a familiar voice.

“Hey, we found the Wendigo!”

“Copying my voice too, huh? That’s a bit unsettling.”

Camilla’s hand pointed towards the creature’s forearm, indicating a shiver-inducing sight.

As the reindeer approached, it prepared for combat, digging the ground.

“Gruhh…”

Now it seemed to have stopped mimicking human voices. Well, perhaps there was no need now that it had lured its prey.

“Gruh!”

“Kraaad…”

“Churp.”

Amidst the monster’s roars, the sound of the reindeer’s grinding teeth echoed.

…And the sound of its appetite returning.

“Just one. Seems rather underestimated. Two of us should be enough.”

“Tch, just when Speda isn’t around….”

The sharp whistling of the whip pierced the air. Simultaneously.

“Gruuhh!”

The owner of the yellow fur turned into a flash and charged towards us.

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After the assault incident I led was somewhat resolved, the first class began.

“Look there, the Crown Prince didn’t attend.”

“Seems the injuries from the attack at the last coming-of-age ceremony are real.”

“I heard… cough. It was quite a serious injury.”

“If we make a wrong move, we might end up like that too…”

The atmosphere was more chaotic than usual.

Even though they were nobles, the intruders who invaded without hesitation caused fear.

It wasn’t unreasonable to harbor fear.

‘Being hostages here without guarantee of safety… How unsettling it must be.’

It was a gateway to becoming a true noble, a small social circle, but in fact, they were hostages held by the families under the imperial law.

Even if they felt extreme anxiety, it didn’t mean they could return to their families unless they were willing to give up their noble status.

But crisis meant opportunity.

There were those who raised their status through this Kerzo’s intrusion.

Representatively, Luciana stood up to them boldly.

And including her, the first-year students who flexibly dealt with the assault and performed well.

“Tch. Without nursing her fiance, why did she come to the class?”

“In such a serious situation where the line of succession might be interrupted… She seems rather relaxed. She could have skipped class anyway, so why bother coming?”

Of course, there were also those who criticized Luciana without regard to factions.

“Quiet! Please focus on the class.”

Nevertheless, amidst such an atmosphere, the Professor continued the class nonchalantly.

‘He’s quite calm, considering.’

Nobles could hold him accountable, and he could be discouraged by that. Yet, seeing him confidently defend his dormitory made it clear he was quite a character.

“The participation rate of first-years is too low, so I’ll announce it again.”

Professor Marks, who had now become quite familiar, brought to mind a notice I had seen on the bulletin board before.

[Special Class Recruitment for Dispatched Missions]

[Subjugation of Northern Monsters]

As soon as I saw it, a semi-transparent status window appeared above my head.

[Quest Initiated!]

[A dispatch class is a special class that takes place in a different area outside the academy.]

[Participate in the dispatch class.]

[Reward: Bonus points, ???]

It was a quest and a notice, something often seen in the original work.

It’s likely that what Professor Marks mentioned is related to this.

The Northern region, and moreover, a matter directly requested by the Speda family.

As it was a subject that all A-class students had to take, it seemed that quite talented first-years had gathered.

“If you participate in the dispatched mission to the North, you will receive extra credit for all classes, including mine. Those interested, please apply.”

However, before the professor finished his speech, the classroom quickly fell silent.

“…No one?”

“I’d like to ask, Professor Marks.”

Representing everyone, Luke raised his hand.

Under the slightly drooping hem of his clothes, the jewelry-adorned accessories glittered, attracting half of the students’ attention gathered here.

More precisely, the attention of the nobles’ faction.

‘Well, now he’s practically the representative of the noble faction.’

Originally the leader, Riu Caspera’s influence had somewhat waned after losing to me in our duel.

And in her place,

The nobles of the noble faction found a perfect replacement and installed him as their leader.

Right, the son of the Golden Duke, who controls a quarter of the upper echelon, remarked, “Isn’t it mainly the second and third years who participate in dispatched missions? I’m curious why suddenly even distant us are being dragged into this.”

“Well, um…”

Professor Marks seemed uncomfortable, trailing off.

‘Oh, I’m curious about that too.’

Originally, dispatched missions were part of the curriculum mainly after the second year in the original work.

It was an area of practical experience not permitted for freshmen.

A special class focused on battling monsters in various regions and exploring unknown dungeons!

…However, they would probably only go to places already explored by adventurers or mercenaries.

To put it nicely, it was real-world training with guaranteed safety.

To put it bluntly, it was exploitation in exhausted areas and labor exploitation.

That’s what dispatched missions were.

Even with the peculiarity of this mission being in the North, the mechanics and rewards would ultimately be similar.

Nevertheless, despite such a future, it was quite an attractive option for academy students.

The reason being…

“Of course, it’s good to receive extra credit. But for us, it’s also true that it raises unnecessary suspicions and makes it difficult to approach rashly. Wouldn’t it be better to at least explain the reasons?”

Aspiring to be the student council president.

Or rather, aiming for the power and honor that would come after that, the nobles couldn’t afford to miss out on extra credit.

‘Moreover, considering the academy’s special rules.’

In a place like this, where even small social circles were the same, electing a student council president without distinguishing grades was one of the biggest honors one could achieve here.

For lower noble children, just being elected as president or a candidate was enough to receive offers for scouting or marriage counseling upon graduation, regardless of their abilities.

It was a sweet honor that every student who entered the academy dreamed of at least once.

Of course.

Even if it’s helpful like extra credit, since the dispatched mission itself is practical, it’s true that it comes with risks.

That’s why the participation of first-year students, especially those whose skills are lacking, is particularly low.

“Well, fine. It’s not a big problem to let you know.”

After a moment of contemplation, Professor Marks nodded and spoke up.

“In simple terms, you’re being acknowledged, students.”

“…Acknowledged?”

“From the entrance exam to the recent attack. You have shown your abilities. That’s why the principal decided that you can handle dispatched missions as well.”

Suddenly, his gaze shifted to Luciana.

“Perhaps, the next student council president might come from the current first-year.”

At that moment, I could see it.

Those who were considering conceding the position to someone else, like me.

And those like Luke, who had already given up and were only seeking personal gain.

Excluding those groups, all the nobles’ eyes followed Marks’s gaze to Luciana with jealous glares.

Hmph.

I covered my slightly upturned lips with my hand.

‘They’re seeing Luciana as a competitor.’

They were truly like frogs at the bottom of a well.

It was quite amusing how those who wouldn’t last even a few seconds against her considered her competition.

Just look at the recent attack incident.

Among Class A, only half… no, even that was questionable if they could hold their ground.

Elizabeth, who seemed to share my thoughts, met my gaze.

-Isn’t it amusing? These ignorant fools running amok without knowing their place.

She, who received my silent agreement, also pursed her lips with a smile mixed with ridicule.

-Agreed. Dreaming of reaching heights even though you’ve never tried to catch a single monster.

Reading her lips, unable to use consonants yet, I recalled past memories.

The Northern Monster Subjugation. It was already experienced during Luciana’s adulthood ceremony.

And considering she had experienced vampire and werewolf attack incidents, what could possibly be difficult?

Back then…

“Well, it’s just a ‘surface reason.’ There’s a real reason behind it.”

At Professor’s words, wiping away the corner of my eyes, I had no choice but to stop the conversation I was having secretly with Elizabeth.

“Oh, what’s that?”

“Whether it’s the second or third year, no one volunteered to participate. That’s why even the first years were given the opportunity.”

It’s strange.

Not participating in the dispatched mission, especially when the competition for the student council president was fierce.

At the moment when Luke and the curious nobles, including me, were questioning, Marks answered coldly.

“It was supposed to go smoothly. Surely the academy didn’t even know they would make the absurd demand for students to subjugate the Northern Three Great Monsters.”

“The Northern Three Great Monsters?”

“Yes. They’re famous for being the fiercest in the entire Manhett Empire.”

Gulp.

Those who were blinded by extra credit began to realize reality one by one.

“What should we do?”

“The Northern Three Great Monsters… I haven’t even tried to catch monsters in the East.”

“It’s incredibly cold there. Can we even catch monsters there?”

“Ahem. If the seniors had reasons to decline, then if we interfere…”

“Right. We can’t tarnish their honor.”

They should just give up because they’re scared.

Caught up in the rationalization stemming from giving up like the seniors did, they couldn’t help but kneel before it.

Amidst this, someone raised their hand.

A familiar rose-adorned ring was on that finger.

“I’ll do it.”

The classroom was once again filled with a strange silence.

“I proposed it, but is it okay if I ask a question?”

“Go ahead.”

“Aren’t you already the top student? Even without going on the dispatched mission with an overwhelming difference, you could maintain your position, couldn’t you?”

Luciana, who represented everyone, grinned at the old man’s question.

As her hair cascaded down her shoulders like melted silver, her sharp voice pierced everyone’s hearts.

“What a meaningless question. The Speda family must always remain at the top.”

The Red Queen Effect.

A theory that even if one organism evolves, other surrounding organisms cannot achieve victory by transcending the environment no matter how hard they try.

While it clearly meant that competition never stops as long as competitors exist, and if you miss the flow, you’ll quickly decline, at this moment.

To me, it came with another meaning.

The Red Queen.

No, should I call her the White ‘Queen’ with her silver hair?

Everyone here dreams of being the student council president in their hearts and slowly grows, but they all maintain their positions because they’re running in the same direction.

Originally, it was impossible to surpass the fame created by that monstrous talent combined with effort. One could only conform to reality or fall like Icarus, who dared to reach for the sun. Even now, some nobles were seen admiringly gazing at her as she confidently finished speaking. Pride swelled in their chests. 

After she finished her response, she turned her gaze to the side. The Holy Maiden in the second seat, and me in the third. …Unfortunately for the prince, even the empty seat due to illness didn’t catch her eye. 

‘He should have seen this.’

“Yielding the top spot to a commoner, how can we call ourselves exemplary nobles to them? It’s an intolerable disgrace. Especially yielding to our most cherished subordinate is even more so.” 

Even the subsequent remarks were perfect. Assertively declaring her aim for the student council presidency, her speech also exuded a competitive spirit. 

Stimulated by the emotions thickly layered within the blue walls, various reactions were displayed by everyone. 

“Ugh, pretending to be so grand.” 

“We’re not even considered, are we?” 

Some felt anger and embarrassment from being ignored. 

“That’s the attitude of the top student…! There’s a reason why the lord takes notice.” 

“Indeed, Luciana! That’s what makes her so charming! Rise and shine, uphold the dignity of a warrior….” 

Some showed admiration and recognition. 

“This is interesting. As a loyal servant, I have no choice but to follow. I’ll join as well.” 

Of course, I was also similarly stimulated by Luciana’s broad provocation. 

The note from Professor Marks, confirming my raised hand following Luciana’s lead, continued. 

“Is that all? Well, the life of a loyal servant is tough indeed. You have to comply with your master’s will.” 

…Hmm. Such is life. A subtle current flowed between Luciana and me as our eyes met. For this moment, we slightly deviated from the lord and servant relationship. I pursued Luciana’s overwhelming talent, and she aimed to crush my invincibility. The strange relationship that had persisted since our first encounter was still shining now. 

…Well, at the very end, I’ll yield the top spot to her anyway. 

The unfulfilled wish of Luciana in the game to become the top student 

Considering the absolute power of the student council president, it would have greatly helped prevent her downfall. 

“I, I want to join too! I’m from the North, and I’ve also researched nearby monsters!” 

“Haha, isn’t it a bit much for a mere foot soldier to intervene? Yield to me.” 

The students’ arms reached towards the sky in a disorderly fashion. 

“…Is this the influence of one person?” 

Mark’s professorial sigh seemed to meticulously list their names. 

***

“It’s been a while since I visited my hometown.” 

“We won’t stay long anyway. Besides, if we think about it, it hasn’t been that long since we left.” 

Luciana, leisurely sipping the tea I brewed (or rather, Bathory in the shadows) from our carriage, maintained her composure even amidst the shaking carriage. 

“Hmm. The coachman’s skill leaves much to be desired.”

“It’s probably because they’re from the Academy, not the Speda family. It’s not easy for someone from the central region to drive on such rough roads.” 

Calming down Luciana, whose brows slightly furrowed, I surveyed the people in the carriage. The Academy, where grades equate to direct authority, was indeed a place where even the selection for such dispatched classes depended on grades. 

As such, there was a unfamiliar figure among them.

“Ah, Lady Speda seems to have a rather close relationship with a loyal servant?” 

Among them, ranking sixth in the entrance exam, with a sword at his waist and a blue cloak, was a youth who even at a glance seemed to proclaim, “I am from the East.” 

His name was Theodore Trehar. 

Simultaneously, “It seems a representative candidate from the East will join us here.” 

He was one of the male leads in the game, known for his distinctive narrative and setting that attracted avid fans. 

…Well, it wasn’t unexpected. He was a fervent Southerner, sincere even in that regard. 

“There are various monsters living in the East, including sea serpents, but I wonder how it is in the North. Hahaha!” 

He had come solely to test his skills against the fierce monsters of the North. 

“Sigh. If only there weren’t additional points…” 

In contrast, the reason here was quite realistic. Since the succession to the title wasn’t certain, grades at the Academy were crucial for her. 

Ranking seventh in the entrance exam was Camilla Roberk, a noblewoman from the West seen for the first time in a long while. 

She brushed her green side hair over her ear, “Somehow, except for me, everyone else seems to be from noble families representing each region.” 

Truly, this year’s first-years represented the golden age of the Academy. 

“So, Lady Speda, what’s the name of the monster we’re going to face…?” 

With her arms crossed, Luciana replied, seemingly unimpressed. 

“By this time, it’s probably the time for Wendigos to start jumping around. I’m sure father has a reason for requesting our help.” 

Luciana’s gaze turned cold. 

***

Monsters adapt to the characteristics of each region, but among them, the monsters adapted to the harsh environment of the North are particularly fierce. 

The three Great monsters of the North. 

Over the years, residents bestowed such nicknames on the creatures that plagued the North. 

The Diamond Wolf with exceptional organizational skills, the Yeti with its massive physique and formidable strength, and the alluring Wendigo. 

As the carriage entered the city walls, the gaze of deer hidden among the evergreens followed relentlessly. 

Thud.

It was accompanied by the sound of something being sharpened.

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