(EP-28.1) Academy Spring Season #3

    028 – Heart-Opening Academy Spring Season #3

    The Holy Kingdom Gracia was the headquarters of the Church of Light and Salt.

    It was about the size of a city-state, similar to Monarch City – the metropolis of Angmar.

    This meant its population should be around a million, right?

    That was very large for a city, but quite small for a country.Updated chapters at novelhall.com

    However, its influence spread across the continent, acting as a neutral zone.

    “So this is the cradle of countless Champions, huh?”

    Following the delegation, Elga looked around like a curious child.

    In her eyes were people carrying all kinds of weapons, ranging from pickaxes, scythes, to ropes.

    “Are all those people Champions?”

    Archbishop Bayona, who was sent to greet the Angmar Queen, chuckled.

    “That is correct. They are warriors, forged and trained. Most of them gathered to be baptized by the Saintess.”

    “I see, so these guys are like me, right? Is there anyone worth dealing with?”

    It seemed that the Lioness was itching to have a go with the Champions and Champion candidates wandering around.

    Archbishop Bayona then said.

    “Lady Lioness is as curious and courageous as rumored.”

    “There are rumors about me?”

    “Yes, as one of the largest countries on the continent, all kinds of tales from Angmar will naturally spread throughout the land.”

    “Hm, of course. After all, there’s no way my greatness wouldn’t be known all over the world!”

    Elga had accumulated many achievements on Angmar’s border.

    It was a matter of course that the feats of Elga and her guards would spread to neighboring countries.

    “So, what are the rumors circulating about me?”

    Hearing this, Archbishop Bayona gave his reply.

    “They say that you’re forward and hyperactive, unlike any young lady from a great family.”

    “... What do you mean ‘unlike any young lady’?”

    Elga frowned slightly.

    This reminded me of the fact that Elga had a complex about not being noble enough. Perhaps Elga’s impression of Bayona had declined with this?

    “What is not aristocratic about me?”

    While the dissatisfied Elga was pursing her lips, Aira, who was silently walking, finally opened her mouth.

    There were loads of luggage and stuff, so they would probably get here in a week or so.

    “What is with this watered-down wine? How am I supposed to drink it?”

    Elga tasted the plain wine and frowned.

    It seemed that she didn’t like its remarkably low alcohol content. After all, the Church’s commandments had made a law to prevent people from getting drunk.

    “There are no dancers either. I’m honestly a bit bored. Is there any reason I have to attend this banquet? All the interest is over there anyway...”

    Seuk.

    Elga’s dissatisfied blue eyes turned to the table where Aira was sitting.

    ━Aira-nim, you’re so beautiful. The Creator’s brilliance is really awe-inspiring!

    ━How do you take care of your hair?

    There were many high-ranking priests and nuns chatting and sitting next to Aira.

    This would probably continue for an hour or so.

    Seeing this, Elga clicked her tongue.

    “I didn’t come here to be a bridesmaid...”

    Elga’s presence was enough to be the spotlight wherever she went. However, when she was next to Aira, she would inevitably get pushed into the role of Chunhyang.

    This was simply a difference in their statuses.

    Seuk.

    Elga then got up.

    I cautiously opened my mouth, wondering if Elga would interrupt Aira and the people around her before causing chaos.

    “Lady Elga, where are you going?”

    “I’m going to smoke, why?”

    Elga pulled out a rolled-up cigar from the deep cleavage on her red dress. It appeared that she craved to smoke after finishing her meal.

    “I don’t think anyone would notice me leaving anyway.”

    “In that case, I’ll go with you.”

    “Really? Well, whatever...”

    We headed to the quiet garden behind the banquet hall.

    On the way, the priests wanted to follow us, but I gently waved them away.

    The church’s garden had clean tiles laid out like a path.

    Whilst the humming bustle from the noisy banquet sounded in the distance, Elga lit the cigar she was holding in her mouth among the trees.

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