Soon, Arie, who had only responded to my expectations with a helpless expression the whole way, sat down nearby. She turned slightly to me and whispered in my ear, "You should also know that since the little princess can become the recognized little princess of the research department, it is obviously not just because of her often whimsical ideas and the fact that her family is really rich, but also because of one of these two reasons."
"What else could it be!"
I also lowered my voice, glancing at the two younger students sitting opposite me who were also talking quietly.
Even someone like me, who stays at home all the time, has heard rumors about the little princess.
One theory is that her father is the eldest son of the current president of the Wan Jin Merchant Guild, who is mainly responsible for managing the guild's processing of magical materials, magical artifacts, and sales—one of the most profitable businesses, and enjoys the old man's deep trust. She herself is his most favored daughter, not only receiving countless allowances, but also owning the finest clothes and accessories, all of the highest quality, with rare materials readily available to her.
The two followers who always stayed close behind her were the two most talented in spellcasting among the many orphans her family had adopted in her early years to protect her and provide assistance. In other words, they were her personal bodyguards.
Although to me they seem more like unlucky guys who are constantly tormented by the little princess's sudden whimsical ideas, and have to run around to realize her ideas and clean up her messes.
Faced with my question, Arie gave a seemingly reasonable answer: "Of course, it's because her willfulness is just like that of the princesses described in the ancient texts and legends!"
Uh... okay, I can't argue with that.
"But does that seem like the reason they had to bring me here?"
Faced with my complaints, Ale showed a rare moment of hesitation, his pupils darting from side to side. In the end, he couldn't withstand my gaze and chose to surrender: "Okay, I hope you won't be angry after I've told you."
"It was probably because of one failed experiment. When I was resting and reviewing it, I accidentally mentioned that if you had been there, we could have finished much sooner. Coincidentally, you went back to the academy shortly after that and even came to the experimental field. After you left, they came to ask me about it, and I naturally told them a few more things about you..."
"Friend, who are you trying to scam?! It's one thing for you to be kidnapped and forced into hard labor, but don't make me a target of that little princess too! I'm hoping to finish all this trouble so I can finally go home and rest!"
"Hey, no, no, don't do it! I also emphasized to them that you didn't want to get involved in this kind of time-consuming and laborious research, and they didn't seem to have that idea at the time..."
"So how were I carried here?"
"Having a meal won't make you lose any weight!"
We were arguing in hushed tones when the somewhat familiar-looking junior across from us stood up first. He walked over, then stopped a step away and bowed first: "Hello, senior. I'm Hugh, a second-year graduate student. We happened to meet briefly before, and although you might not remember me... I've heard a lot about you in the academy and admire you greatly. I've also wondered if I could ever meet you. I never thought that this wish would actually come true today."
The junior student who followed closely behind gently lifted her skirt and said, "I am Sue, who enrolled with Miss Grey. The other person who left with us is Mira. It's nice to meet you, senior."
I didn't know how to respond for a moment, so I just stood up out of habit, put on a professional expression, shook hands with them one by one, and said a few words of encouragement and humility.
After we sat down again, the atmosphere became much more relaxed, while I became a little more reserved.
I don't think I've done anything commendable, and I might even be a negative example for many students in the college, skipping classes and running around aimlessly—though most of the time I was just running around following my professor's instructions.
To my surprise, someone actually said they had heard of my reputation for a long time and admired me... I was so ashamed that I almost ran out the door.
“My friend, by saying that, you probably have no idea how much influence your reputation actually has within the entire academy.”
As Yare spoke leisurely, he held a white weasel that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere in his arms and teased it with his head down.
Before I could ask, Hugh, on the other side, puffed out his chest with shining eyes and continued, "Yes! Senior, you're now one of the most famous students in the academy!"
"During his opening speech, the headmaster praised your courage in fighting on the front lines against the fallen mages, and recounted your deeds to us several times. These included clearing a path for the mages who arrived later in the laboratory surrounded by dangerous monsters, rescuing innocent girls who had been captured by cultists and were about to become sacrifices, and safely rescuing city residents trapped in nightmares and dispelling the enveloping barrier... and many other feats!"
"[Witch] often uses you as an example during her lessons to show everyone the spellcasting methods you improved and the experience you summarized. This has really given us a lot of inspiration and made everyone's spellcasting ability improve by a lot."
"Moreover, although I have never said it, one of the reasons I initially tried so hard to join the academy was because I had always wanted to meet you."
No, I'm really not as good as you say.
The innocent and admiring gaze across from me filled me with trepidation, making it almost impossible to look directly at them. My friend's quiet, knowing demeanor, as if they already knew, only fueled my anger.
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