(EP-49.1) Another Name Is Enrollment #2

    049 – Another Name For War Is Enrollment #2

    The Queen’s aide getting attacked by assassins in his sleep.

    That was definitely a possibility.

    Being killed by a ninja who appeared out of nowhere.

    That was also possible.

    Hence, I was always alert regarding assassins.

    This was why I could hear the voices whispering in the night better than anyone else.

    ━Should we wake him up?

    ━Is that a good idea?

    Two men were talking on either side of my bed. I didn’t know what this was about, but it was certainly not a very good thing.

    Thus, I slowly moved my hand and reached for the dagger hidden under the pillow. I had resolved myself to stab anyone who would come at me!

    “Theo Gospel, if you’re still awake, we’re going to have an opening party.”

    ... Opening party?

    I pondered those words before slowly opening my eyes. The sight of two men with candles on a brass cup greeted me.

    It was pretty scary with the shadows on their faces, but at least I could tell they didn’t mean harm.

    “What is happening?”

    The man with a fat belly sticking out his sweatshirt replied.

    “Literally a party! It’s the first day, so how about we introduce ourselves?”

    “We decided to come and talk first. It’s nice meeting you! Theo, right? Theo Gospel.”

    ‘Ah, I see.’

    To think it would be an invitation to some kind of social gathering...

    For a moment, I actually thought they were assassins.

    Actually, this was rather strange. Could the world be so soft that someone invited me to a social circle?

    As I got up, the fat blonde man said.

    “I am Hans Walter. I’m the second son of a small southern landowner. You can just call me Hans! The boy with the glasses here is-.”

    “I am Benjamin, an Apprentice Priest!”

    The boy with glasses looked quite young, about 14 or 15. From the outside, I felt like he was younger than me.

    There seemed to be no hostility from them...

    Having decided so, I bowed my head and said hello.

    “I am Theo Gospel. As you may know, I’m from Angmar. So, what do we do with the opening party? Aren’t we supposed to be asleep after the lights go out?”

    To my question, Hans pointed to a corner.

    “That’s right, but as long as they don’t see the light, we don’t have to worry about getting caught. We do this every semester.”

    Now that he mentioned it, I could see the windows and doors of the dormitory being covered with a cloth to prevent the light from escaping to the outside.

    But then again, this was a place where the Church raised Champions.

    Maybe this was a given.

    Rather, wouldn’t it be stranger if there were people who had a problematic personality like Aira or Elga?

    * * *

    The next morning at dawn.

    I was awakened by the sound of bustling movement.

    What was going on?

    Did a ninja pop out!?

    “What happened?”

    “Good, you woke up in time! My friend, we have to move! Bronze Class like us have to move early to sign up for classes! If we’re late, we’ll be left with nothing!”

    I just got woken up by a fat blonde man talking to me in a friendly way. I guessed I really was living in a dormitory.

    Anyway, I quickly put on my clothes and went out to the front of the building in charge of registering classes, treading the morning air with the yet to rise sun.

    However, despite our haste, there were already a lot of people gathered. Seeing this, Fatty Hans clicked his tongue.

    “There are more people this year. If we had arrived a little later, we would have lost all Class A lectures.”

    “Class A? What is that?”

    I casually asked. Speaking informally was one of the ways to get friendly with other people.

    These guys seemed to have spent a few semesters at Ark, so if I got on their good side, they would definitely give me some useful information.

    Surprisingly, Benjamin was the one who answered my question.

    “Ark’s lectures are graded accordingly. Basically, it represents how easy listening to the lectures is. Classes that you can easily receive high scores are classified as A. Likewise, the further down the alphabet, the harder it is-.”

    “You mean the professors are strict, there are a lot of assignments, and it’s difficult to get good grades?”

    Benjamin nodded, his short chestnut-brown hair waving along.

    “Yes, that’s right. This time, I plan to take two Class As, one Class B and two Class Cs.”

    At this revelation, Hans asked in surprise.

    “You will take two Class A lectures!? Will you be alright!?”

    “I have to somehow get high grades this semester and receive a scholarship. Otherwise, I have to go back to my hometown....”

    I didn’t know the details, but there seemed to be an overarching circumstance.

    Just then, a question popped up in my mind.

    “Then, isn’t it better to fill your schedule with all Class A lectures? You could just come early and apply for it!”

    This time, it was Hans who answered my question with a shake of his head.

    “Things aren’t that simple... Bronze Class cadets like us are the lower ranks of the Ark Hierarchy...”

    Hierarchy, a class structure.

    I wanted to ask him for clarification but didn’t get the chance, as Benjamin and Hans soon moved to an empty line.

    Edited by: faker and gargnaveen