A Wild Man Has Entered the Academy

Chapter 202

What did you do after finishing your moonlit conversation with Dan Yerin?

Nothing. I returned to Grace's side and quietly closed my eyes.

I wasn't sleeping but remained in a half-awake state. Similar to a dog guarding its owner.

If someone were to approach or if strange energy was sensed, I could immediately respond.

You might wonder if it's necessary, but it's not something I can control. It's just automatic.

Moreover, I had to pay attention to Dan Yerin in the next room. There was no telling when Yeohye might threaten her.

I only knew an assassination attempt would happen at dawn, but it was hard to pinpoint the exact time.

"Wow... Did Mr. Sivar make all of this food?"

"Yes."

"You really didn't have to prepare breakfast..."

Time passed, and morning came. Before Grace woke up, I started preparing breakfast.

It wasn't a hearty breakfast suited to the Western diet but a light one.

Sausage and bread. Along with fried eggs and even a salad. I prepared it all myself.

"Grace."

"Yes."

"Do you usually eat breakfast?"

"I find it bothersome, so I usually just grab some bread..."

As expected. As a Young Lady of the Duke's Family, making it herself would be too much effort.

However, having breakfast regularly is important. Naturally, it's for health reasons.

A consistent lifestyle habit is only beneficial, never harmful. It greatly aids growth.

"I'll handle it from now on. Just eat."

"Ah, no. That's not necessary..."

"Just eat."

"...Alright."

Thanks to my not-so-forced persuasion, Grace was able to fill her stomach.

There's no need to worry about calories. If she uses mana, it will naturally burn off.

This is a time when mechanical civilization isn't developed, so surprisingly, there aren't many overweight people.

Even in developed Santia, it's no different. On Earth, obesity only recently became a societal issue.

'The problem is more about not having enough to eat.'

In that sense, Grace is indulging in luxury. Though she's completely unaware.

As someone who lived a self-sustaining life in the forest, I understand the importance of meals better than anyone.

That's why it was hard for me to see someone skipping breakfast. Some struggle to survive, while others skip their morning meals.

"Is it good?"

"Yes. Strangely, it's delicious. Why does it taste so good?"

Well, that's because I added herbs. Herbs are essential instead of spices.

After a simple yet filling breakfast, we finished preparing to head to the lecture room.

"Alright. Now, please comb my hair."

"Comb your hair?"

"Yes. Mr. Sivar, you might not know this since it's your first time, but bodyguards are supposed to do even this."

That can't be true. No matter how foolish I might be, there's no way bodyguards do this.

However, asking further seemed like it would only lead to strange answers, so I obediently complied.

Combing someone's hair is also a sign of trust, so I didn't mind.

'Her hair is really nice.'

It's the kind of hair texture and shine you'd expect to see in advertisements. As a Young Lady from a Noble family, she must have received every possible care.

Grace let out a pleasant hum every time I combed her hair. Looking in the mirror, I even saw a faint smile on her face.

After a good night's sleep, she seemed completely refreshed. I tilted my head, wondering if it was really that much, but since Grace seemed happy, I let it slide.

"Well then, let's start the day on a good note."

"Alright."

After finishing all our preparations, the two of us walked side by side to the classroom.

Even while walking, Grace chirped like a lark, chattering nonstop. She seemed to be in a great mood.

If I could, I would've joined in, but my language ability is still lacking. Still, I showed as much sincerity as I could.

'When will this accursed speech improve?'

Despite having over 300 faith, my language ability hasn't improved. Is there something I don't know?

Or maybe it's just become a habit. It's a bit annoying, and I've always been more of a listener.

Grace seemed satisfied enough with just this, smiling brightly. Her usual sharp impression was completely gone.

'Is she really that happy?'

The fact that she has romantic feelings for me is obvious to anyone.

Grace seemed flustered when I said I'd teach her exercise. It appears she didn't expect this.

Soon after, she regained her composure, cleared her throat, and began to skillfully withdraw.

"I-I'm fine. I'm a mage, after all. If I'm going to focus on anything, it should be magic, not physical strength..."

"Stamina is national power. It's the same for mages."

"W-Well, that's true, but..."

"Mana increases too. Mana is important for mages."

"Wow. You're good with words."

Kara admired my logical argument from the side. In fact, stamina and mana are indeed interrelated.

Even if mana is sufficient, there are often cases where stamina is lacking. Rather than stamina, it's more like endurance.

A good balance between the two can yield greater effects. Especially since Grace is particularly frail.

"Sivar is right. Ms. Grace, your stamina is extremely weak."

Luna, who had been silent until now, chimed in. The way she stared intently at Grace, it seemed she was scrutinizing her abilities.

In my heart, I wanted to ask Luna for more detailed stats, but I refrained. I'll ask her later.

Perhaps Grace already knew her weakness. She responded to Luna's remark with a flustered voice.

"H-How do you know that, Ms. Luna?"

"When we went up to the altar, you were the only one lagging behind. Even Ellie climbed up with ease."

"T-That was..."

"At most, raise it to just 40... No, just below Ellie."

Wow. Is her stamina really not even 40? Just how frail is she?

Grace tried to protest but, seeing our faces, let out a deep sigh.

Kara and I are undoubtedly monsters, and Luna, being a tough one, can exert strength beyond her stamina.

"...Fine. One day for academics, one day for exercise, then."

"Sounds good. But be careful. Sivar doesn't go easy. When I first started, I thought I was going to die from the pain."

"... ..."

It seems Luna's mouth is starting to run off again. I kept a close watch on her lips.

Kara, as if sensing something as well, glanced sideways at Luna. But Luna herself seemed oblivious.

"...Did it hurt a lot?"

"Yes. But once I got used to it, it was fine. Although he does have a slightly mischievous side."

"W-What kind of exercises did you do, exactly?"

Luna's answer to this was truly a spectacle.

"Waist exercises?"

"... ..."

"... ..."

It's terrifying that she wasn't lying.

As a chilling, heavy silence settled momentarily, I felt a gaze and looked ahead.

Looking forward, I noticed Dan Yerin staring at me with a peculiar expression.

How long had we been staring at each other like that? Dan Yerin stood up and approached me.

"You."

"Hmm?"

"Princess?"

Dan Yerin's soft voice broke the tense atmosphere entirely. Everyone's gaze turned to her.

Dan Yerin glanced around at the faces of those around me, then smiled subtly. It was quite an enchanting smile.

"You didn't forget our promise tonight, did you? I've prepared some good wine, you see."

"... ..."

"Then I'll be waiting."

Dan Yerin said what she needed to and left. I found myself blankly staring at her retreating figure.

If she had said it outright, it would have caused quite a commotion. But it was fine.

"What did she just say? It was the Eastern language, so I didn't understand a word."

"Me neither. Sivar probably understood, though."

"What did she say?"

Dan Yerin used the language of The East. Here, I'm the only one who knows that language.

Actually, it's less that I know it and more that I understood it. Hearing their questions, I answered casually.

"She said yesterday's restaurant was delicious."

"Restaurant?"

"Yeah. I recommended it yesterday."

Grace seemed to feel some inexplicable guilt piling up.

[Faith Increases!]