Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival-Chapter 113.2

It sounded like there was some kind of problem, but the Crown Prince came out and seemed to have taken care of the situation. That girl is Theo’s escort…. She certainly seems to be an unusual daughter in many ways.

Carla, who had left them earlier, noticed us as our eyes met on the way, bowed to Elena and waved to me in a lighthearted manner.

“Carla doesn’t change, does she?”

“…Yes, I suppose. That’s both her flaw and her beauty. She has many problems, but for once, I’d like to sympathize with her.”

Finally, noticing Elena’s disgusted and cold stare at her brother who was talking to the girl, Ervan forcefully breaks off his conversation with the girl and approaches us with his two companions.

Both of the Crown Prince’s two companions seemed to be high-ranking nobles, but one of them looked familiar to me. I wondered if it was the same for them, as their eyes widened slightly when they saw me standing behind Elena.

“Elena!”

“Big Brother, how are you? Are you too busy to spare time for me?”

“No, I’m…I’m sorry I couldn’t pick you up.”

When he lowered his head to Elena, annoyed by Carla’s earlier sarcasm, Elena’s eyes became stern for a moment.

“Big Brother, the Crown Prince should not bow down so easily, even to his sister. I do not mind.”

“…Is that so?”

In the political “setup,” Elena adored her brother and was jealous of other women, but now that she has less reason to do so, she doesn’t visit the Crown Prince as much.

But Ervan, who believed in the set-up, looked a little mystified at his sister’s change in behavior.

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“I feel a little sad because we were always together a few years ago. Is something wrong?”

“No, Big Brother, I’ve just grown up at least a little bit.”

“I see… By the way, did ‘she’ become Elena’s attendant?”

He gave me a sidelong glance, and I silently bowed to him.

“That’s right, but Big Brother has Clara and Carla with him, right?”

“Yes…I do.”

Elena’s words made Ervan nod his head in agreement, his face complicated.

The last “Gift-bearer” who had been unknown before was Clara, daughter of the frontier count Dandol and the Crown Prince’s first fiancée. Elena told me that she became the “first fiancée” largely because of her achievements.

Carla, who also got the [Gift] was offered the position of second crown princess, which was inevitable because of her personality. I wondered if Ervan’s similar look towards Clara was due to that [Gift] that she got?

“Well then, I have to give a speech as a representative of the new students at the entrance ceremony, so I will be leaving now. I hope all goes well, Big Brother. I’m off.”

“Ah, ah, good luck to you, Elena.”

I bowed to the Crown Prince and his entourage, then followed Elena’s lead, drawing many stares from them and others around me.

There was no need to “act” anymore. Elena could take advantage of the aristocratic faction that wanted to promote her to the “throne,” and she would be able to forge her own path.

But if she did so too hastily, she might end up making more enemies. So, that is my job.

As I was thinking about this, Elena whispered to me in a small voice, as if she had read my thoughts.

“I’ll entrust the job to you, Aria, and I’ll keep a close eye on it up to a certain extent.”

“Understood.”

The time came, and the entrance ceremony began without problems.

In this academy, students are divided into classes of about 20 students. Although the budget for education differs according to the noble families, there is no difference in status among the students, and this does not affect the division of the students into classes.

However, the school does not want to bring in disputes between families, so students with problems are separated from each other.

Still, the entrance ceremony was different. The children of high class noble families with large donations were placed in the front rows, where they had a good view, while the lower-class nobles, who were numerous, were gathered in the back rows.

Normally, I would be seated with the lower-class nobles, but as a member of the princess’s entourage, I was allowed to be by her side at the entrance ceremony as well.

Looking around the venue from offstage, Carla stood out. There were only about 30 or so high ranking noble families, including the royal family, and despite the small number, no one approached Carla’s surroundings as if they were a blank space, so it was easy to tell where she was.

If there was one other person who stood out, it would be the girl whom Theo was assigned to as an escort.

She had the same name as me, and she was smiling with her innocent brightness at the surrounding boys.

…I feel like I had seen her somewhere before. Perhaps it was because I felt “uncomfortable” with her, especially as she seemed to seek protection only from men.

The ceremony progressed, and after Crown Prince Ervan’s welcome speech to the new students, Elena finished her speech as the representative of the new students.

There were no suspicious shadows around Elena. The guards would not expect anyone to do anything in such a prominent place, but Elena and I were on the lookout not only for the aristocrats, but also for Grave, who had declared that he would attack her and was lurking somewhere in the country.

Even Grave would not dare to attack Elena in such a heavily guarded castle. If that were the case, I believe there is a good chance Grave would attack Elena while she was at school.

Just as Elena was about to get off the stage, and I was about to return to her side, someone suddenly tried to grab my arm to stop me.

“Wait, you–“

At that moment, in one breath, I flicked that hand by turning my wrist, which had been physically strengthened, and the assailant… I kicked his arm up in the air while I struck a palm to his gaping jaw, and after knocking him down with a swipe, I thrust the hidden weapon from [Shadow Storage] between the fallen man’s eyebrows.

I squinted at the man’s face as I recognized him. The man I had seen behind the Crown Prince this morning let out a strained voice as he endured the pain.

“Who… are you?”