"Galird..."
Loryarc looked at the blue-haired man in front of him and frowned.
Galird was the one who often beat his predecessor even before he engaged with Glamoria.
The reason was unknown, at least his predecessor didn't know his reason.
But Loryarc had memories that the two used to get along quite well back then.
"You are always crowded by commoner girls, huh?"
Galird snorted with a cold smirk, glancing at the crowd of girls at the side of the Training ground.
True to what he's said, the girls crowding there were all commoners. The ones that Loryarc's predecessor has helped, to be precise.
"What's wrong with commoner girls?" Loryarc replied, smiling at the girls to ease their anxiety after Galird came.
"Their lips as soft and lovely as the noble's."
"Hah? Lips? What are you suddenly talking about?" Galird, strangely looking at him for his unusual remark, asked.
Galird narrowed his eyes.
"Anyway, it seems to be... That you hadn't planned to distance yourself from them even now, I see."
Galird, clapping his knuckles, takes more steps closer to Loryarc.
"You need more punches, I very well see it, too."
The two guys behind him also took their stances.
"And the beating session is beginning!"
"Man... I still haven't ate enough burgers yet and already ordered to beating people's ass..."
Loryarc looked at the three.
He definitely couldn't win against them head-on.
He hadn't even been properly trained yet, and if he ignored the memories of his predecessor, he had just wielded a sword for two days, including today.
Loryarc tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, bringing it to his front.
His sword was just a wooden sword for training purposes, but having a weapon is better than just bare punches and kicks while facing stronger opponents.
But instead of facing the three, he faced Marie's back.
"Please stop, Mister Gonhavton! Hurting fellow students was prohibited by the Royal Academy's rules! Even if your father is His Majesty's uncle himself, you wouldn't be spared from punishment!"
Loryarc looked at her trembling back.
"Marie..."
Marie is always with her Master.
She was the one who covered the disabled Loryarc under the Galird's bullying actions.
She wouldn't budge. Because of what Lord Count and Countess did for her in the past. Because of her... For her Master's.
"Punishment? Doesn't matter. I'll face it head-on without running, after beating that fool's face!"
But Galird is not someone so cowardly that he would stop just because of some punishments.
Marie is aware of that fact, but she still couldn't understand. Just... Why?
"... Why, Mister Gonhavton? Just what is the reason you hated my Master so much!?"
Her eyes were wet; she was aware.
Her knees and body trembled. Because she faced a Noble, someone so high above her.
But she glared at that Noble.
The one who always hurts her Master when the chances come!
For her answer, Galird's answer was.
"Silence, you commoner. I'll kill you the next time I see you open your mouth."
A cold, commanding word.
Very high.
He was very high above her.
Because he was the Noble, while she was merely a Commoner.
"Hey, isn't it bad? Lord Loryarc is in danger!"
"Should we call the Professors?"
The girls watching on the side ran away one by one, calling for the Professors after realizing that the situation was getting worse quickly.
"Tch. We don't have much time left, Lord Galird," Said one of the guys standing behind Galird.
"I know."
Galird knew it, yes.
But so what?
It's irrelevant for him at the moment.
Galird turned his attention back toward Loryarc, only to see Loryarc grab his little Maid's shoulder and pull her back.
"E-eh, Master?"
"It's enough, Marie. For times like these, it was a man's chance to act cool. A cute woman like you should be away from danger and wait for a kiss from me instead."
"K-kiss!?"
"Yeah. Or you don't want to?"
"Uhhh..."
Galird frowned at the sight of Loryarc mischievously teasing his Maid.
Galird immediately raised his punches, took a stance.
"Get ready, Loryarc!"
Loryarc raised his sword as well afterward.
"Yeah!"
And.
—30 minutes later.
"M-master..."
Her Master was left on the ground in red and blue, with his wooden sword shattered in two.
"Hahaha... My bully was so strong, huh? Damn..."
"Master!"
Before his vision turned to the darkness, Loryarc saw Marie's teary face and thought. We'll see Marie. Next time, I'll win.
For him, Daniel, this much beating was just a daily life.
—You little brat! What's with your looking!? You are displeased with anything!? Huh!? HUH!? You are nothing but trash, couldn't you understand it yourself!?
Fuck.
Because of Galird, he remembered that old angry man.
What a shit dream.
That's why. Because of that.
Since he already experienced the similar situations before, he really wanted to kick their asses to the ash.
Be positive.
I have the System, after all.
***
The next Loryarc opened his eyes again, he was inside an unknown white-colored, sterile room.
According to his predecessor, it should be the Treatment room.
Maybe Marie or someone brought him here.
"Ugh..."
Loryarc sat, enduring the tingling pain he felt in his body.
After he sat up, he finally noticed the figure of the sleeping braided chestnut-haired woman in her 20s or 22, in a black and white maid's attire.
Loryarc looked at the room.
There's no one inside except them for the time being.
He then looked at the window.
It's already afternoon. They should come back quickly if they don't want to face Glamoria with her... Smile.
So he patted Marie's head.
"Marie, wake up. Let's go home."
He still had plenty of time left.
Let's wait.
For the right time.
And... for Win.