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Divinely Bestowed Kingship (2) The Royal Advisory Committee was held in the best-viewed conference room in the House of Lords building. Though it shared only a wall with the crown prince’s office, the two rooms differed drastically in decor. The walls were hung with red silk and adorned with gold, and a large table was placed at the center of the meeting room. Along the broad sides of the oval table, there were ten committee seats per side, totaling twenty on both sides. The twenty Royal…
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Three Springs (7) Meanwhile, Isiel drove Lippy by the book all the way to the edge of the parade ground. The elder of the twins was disqualified for stepping out of bounds. The process was so clean that, regardless of grade, all the swordsmanship students watched the match with such focus that ether seemed to pour from their eyes. Cleio also applauded Isiel from afar, though the sound could not be heard. Somehow, he felt as if she glanced toward the practice room, but it was such a brief moment he…
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Three Springs (2) Sniffle. “Are you feeling calmer now?” Pout~. Aser, who had carefully set down the bicycle and the two boxes of champagne tied to it, sat the first-year student on a nearby stump and patiently soothed her tears. Perhaps feeling sorry to wipe her tears with his own dirty and crumpled muslin handkerchief, he even commandeered Cleio’s crisp handkerchief. “You must’ve been startled by the bicycle suddenly coming at you. I’m really sorry.” With a little girl…
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Cleio Aser, who registered at age 17 (4) “Such things happened a few times. When I was twelve, on the day a boy I didn’t know opened the door in the successor’s room that Ishiel used to use. Even though I saw him for the first time, his face looked familiar. The sickly child ghost that came out of Ishiel’s room looked exactly like that. The kid was Ishiel’s sixth cousin, and the ‘male’ heir that nobody wanted. What I saw wasn’t a ghost, it was just the future.” Arthur…
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For an Imperfect Peace (4) Arthur also became flustered and clumsily covered Cleio’s eyes. Since he couldn’t touch the paper with the writing of ‘Prediction’, he tried instead to prevent Cleio from reading it. “Move your hand, Arthur Leogran.” “Hey, stop looking. How is this fair? This is cheating, it’s dirty!” Even with Arthur’s all-out interference, Cleio skillfully held out and managed to read every necessary passage. The ordeal that Arthur had to endure during…
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North of the Mountain Range (2) “Let’s stop and eat now. The food will get cold.” “Oh no, it’d be a waste if it gets cold.” “We’d better eat quickly.” Isiel, who calmed down the twins, took the last empty seat. She seemed to be checking if Kleio, who arrived late, was injured or unwell. Arthur, who had been devouring his share of lamb meatballs, finally stopped laughing. “Anyway, don’t worry too much about being late, Ray. With all this snow, no carriage could get to…
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Against the Darkness (6) The crown prince’s unique skill had reached its limit and was urgently demanding . The Onyx of Submersion seemed like a magic stone that could help in such a case. ‘If it was just about the magic stone, Taetherton would have delivered it right away on command, so why did Melchior come all the way to the Tristain estate himself in this chaos?’ Cleio had some clues at hand. The crown prince’s unusually unstable condition. A magic stone that stabilizes…
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Three Springs (1) "April 12, 1892" "From Lillian Bennett" "Teacher, how have you been? I have now come to the capital as a first-year student of the Capital Defense Academy. I was not an outstanding student at Queen Isolde Girls’ School, so you must have been surprised! I myself still feel dazed. It was a miraculous thing that I became the 979th class student of the Capital Defense Academy. My father always said that if you are a girl, you only need to go to a girls’ school to learn…
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Tristain Order of Knights (4) 'Is it here!!!' Cleio, without thinking, activated first. As if it had been waiting, 'Promise' flashed. Without caring that the milk tea bottle rolled away, Cleio sprang to his feet. The children also drew their swords without hesitation and formed up in the formation they had carefully discussed every night. Chel and the twins spread out from Isiel and Arthur, then covered Cleio. Cleio quickly pulled out a piece of mana crystal bronze from his subspace…
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“Not getting up, Francis?” “Well, is it something to be proud of? Do I really have to stand and introduce myself?” His voice alone was grating. It was like his every word was laced with sarcasm. Cleio, sitting at the very back by the window, stretched his neck to find the owner of the voice. A gray-haired boy lounged back against his chair, not bothering to sit up straight. The boy’s appearance was a sight. His jacket was missing somewhere, several buttons of his waistcoat were…
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Media! Media! Media! (1) The crown prince poured brandy into a crystal glass. “Would you like a drink?” “I’m sorry. I’ll have to decline.” “It’s still a bit early for you to enjoy alcohol.” The second most luxurious room in the winter palace. The guest room prepared for the king’s heir had an overwhelming atmosphere. Sitting on a silk-covered chair in the private chamber before the bedroom only made Cleio feel more uncomfortable. His stamina had been depleted…
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The Pastoral of Albion (2) “You won’t be staying long. You’re a special guest. If you weren’t a mage, you’d have been assigned a visitor’s room with silk sheets. Personally, I’d like to treat you more intimately, but unfortunately, this time you won’t get to see the true face of the underground beneath the North Gate.” What filled the pauses in Vesna’s slow speech was an excess of passion, a repressed sadism. Cleio hid his trembling back, taking the last drag of his cigarette.…
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The Pastoral of Albion (1) ‘The priestess who cared for Melchior’s mother, Lady Elene… is no longer one, it seems. It’s not wartime, so a priestess wouldn’t be walking around in a military uniform.’ The contents of the Eight Faiths that Cleio knew were no longer reliable guidelines for living in this world. He hadn’t wanted to learn that fact in this way. ‘Come to think of it, in the previous manuscript there was no depiction of Melchior so openly using secret police…
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Against the Darkness (2) It couldn’t be. But it was. Even when he rubbed his eyes and stared, the message from "Promise" didn’t change. The string of characters floating above that filthy ragman’s head conveyed unbelievable information. "There are only four Swordmasters in all of Albion! And Arthur’s fencing teacher is one of them?" Cleo spun the scroll of "Memory" at a blistering speed, almost setting his forehead on fire. The Swordmasters mentioned at this point in the last…
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Kleio explained to Chel as follows. Information about Hydra’s poison would surely pique the crown prince’s interest, so if he called the royal legal adviser’s direct number and leaked the story, a meeting would definitely be arranged. But there was no telephone at the tea room. "If I call and arrange to see him at the planned time, Behemoth will come and draw an O on the floor with his right paw. If it doesn’t work out today, I’ll tell him to draw an X." "That cat really understands…
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I Woke Up and Became a National Hero (1) Behemoth meowed and perched neatly on Cleio’s knee. The weather had turned to autumn, chilly enough to make the cat feel like a cozy heater. Cleio, sluggishly leaning his back against the headboard, blinked his bleary eyes. As his vision finally cleared, what appeared before him was strange. Second floor, far left bedroom in the Aser estate. His familiar room was buried in splendid flower baskets. ‘What’s with all the flowers?’ Before he…
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Introduction to History (3) Regina immediately denied Jeongjin's conclusion. "□□, please. You know. You don't have the power of imagination. You're not someone who can just elevate yourself, create a world that's only kind to you, and settle into it comfortably." He admitted himself that he lacked imagination, but when she asserted it in that gentle voice, 'Jeongjin' felt as if his insides were tightly constricted, as if set on fire. "…Even if, by some chance, your existence isn't just my…
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"Surely the young lord has his reasons. The young lord’s judgment, so much like the duke’s in both ability and character, must be better than ours. Let’s leave it at that." The topic had already shifted to the evening’s banquet, but Cleo couldn’t stop thinking about Melchior. "Something about this feels strangely off." Perhaps the dynamic between Taeserton and Melchior wasn’t established in the 8th draft of that "Jeongjin" had read, but in an earlier manuscript. "Since the previous…
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Three Springs (6) Chel, who had outgrown adolescence but was not yet fully an adult, possessed an androgynous beauty at its peak, giving her a mysterious charm like a navy iris seen at night. With such looks, she went around wholeheartedly charming cute girls, so the number of love letters she received was enormous. ‘There may not be an Arthur fan club among the underclassmen, but there is a Chel fan club. Even though it's a co-ed school, Chel always gets the prince's role in school plays during…
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Cleio, who was both the main character and the target of the day’s teasing, sensed he could not stop his friends’ mouths, so he focused his entire mind on the scent of Liognes champagne. He still found Dione’s sense of beauty hard to understand, but Cleio himself rather liked being tall. Of course, it was truly painful to go through growing pains twice in one life. He suffered pain like molten metal poured into his knees every other day. It got so bad that Zebedee ended up casting magic on…
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