Mesugaki Tank Enters The Academy

From the day when Faybi was saved by the true apostle of the Divine, Lucy Alrn, she has followed Lucy whenever possible.

Whether Lucy was attending class, having a meal, or training.

Unless it was due to unavoidable church-related matters, Faybi always kept Lucy in her sights.

She was aware that rumors circulated about her favoritism toward Lucy, yet she continued this behavior.

She didn’t think her actions would be a burden to Lucy. There were times she worried that Lucy might start to avoid her because of it.

Nonetheless, the reason Faybi couldn’t leave Lucy’s side was that being near her made it feel as if she could sense the warmth of the divine.

It seemed that staying beside Lucy made various anxieties fade away.

She was able to have confidence in her faith.

And because Faybi herself considered Lucy Alrn to be a precious person. There was something precarious about her always confident and unhesitant demeanor, making it impossible for Faybi to take her eyes off her.

While doing so, Faybi learned a few facts about Lucy.

First, that she was strict with others and equally strict with herself.

Every morning, Lucy would be the first to arrive at the training ground and would undergo the harshest training, moving her body later than anyone else.

It seemed there was no time for rest or even study during her training, yet Lucy performed this grueling schedule with ease and achieved outstanding results in her midterm exams.

Watching her, Faybi couldn’t shake the thought: "Does Lady Alrn even sleep?"

Next, Faybi realized that Lucy was undoubtedly a good person.

Despite her sharp expression and sarcastic tone, she would respond with goodwill as long as no hostility was shown toward her first.

Knowing that people were afraid of her, she would often head to less conspicuous spots during meals or classes.

Whenever someone asked for a favor, she would always nod readily.

Even if someone, like the Barrow Prince or someone who used to envy and hate Lucy, found themselves in a crisis, she would willingly make an effort to save them if she thought they might be in danger.

Having witnessed all this, Faybi understood why Zoe liked Lucy and why the Divine had chosen Lucy as her apostle.

She was a person worthy of divine selection.

Lastly, Faybi learned something about Lucy's tone.

Regardless of whether the other person was a commoner or a king, she always spoke provocatively and with a mocking gaze, but there was a slight difference between her everyday speech and her tone when she genuinely belittled someone.

It could be described as a tone meant to anger others.

It was sharp, clear, and annoying, leaving even Faybi feeling a tinge of red in her heart just by listening.

Lucy sometimes used this tone.

When dealing with monsters, to draw attention to herself.

During duels, to shake her opponent’s emotions.

When denouncing someone, to genuinely provoke their anger.

And even now, it was the same.

“Why are you feeling upset?♡ Receiving affection from a girl like me must be so overwhelming that it makes you feel embarrassed and want to deny the rumors, right?♡ I think the one who should be feeling upset is me, entangled with someone like the inferior prince!♡”

“That’s nonsense.”

“Oh. Is that it?♡ Is it that the inferior prince is just a shy boy in his teenage years who doesn’t know what to do with himself?♡ I understand♡ A guy who has never even held a girl's hand is like that, right?♡”

As she looked at the Barrow Prince, whose face had turned bright red, Lucy was clearly trying to provoke him.

The reason was clear.

Because Faybi had made a mistake.

The reason Faybi visited the Barrow family today was due to Lucy's request.

There might be something strange about the Duke of Barrow's illness. Could she help in detecting anything abnormal?

When she received that request, Faybi nodded as if it were a matter of course.

She had always relied on Lucy’s assistance.

If she could repay even a little of that salvation or help fulfill the Divine’s will, Faybi was ready to do anything. The word “refusal” did not exist in her mind.

Thus, with a firm resolve, she arrived at the Barrow family, but it was too peaceful there.

The Duke of Barrow, who was said to be seriously ill, appeared perfectly healthy without a single ailment. The Duchess looked slightly fatigued but was otherwise fine. Even inside the Duke's mansion, she couldn't find a single hint of abnormality.

Faybi thought, "So even Lucy sometimes makes mistakes," while feeling a sense of relief.

If there was something amiss, it meant there was a problem, and a problem meant someone would be unhappy.

So the best outcome was that there was no problem at all, even if it meant she couldn't repay Lucy’s kindness.

However, Faybi overlooked one crucial fact.

Lucy was an apostle of the Divine. Whenever she behaved in a way Faybi couldn’t understand, it always meant there was the will of the Divine behind it.

This situation was no different. Lucy had shown no interest in the Barrow family until now, despite the absence of the Barrow Prince.

Yet suddenly, she insisted they needed to visit the Barrow family.

What could this mean? It meant that this matter was not Lucy’s intention but rather the will of the Divine.

The Divine had sent a revelation to Lucy about a problem in the Barrow family, so how could there be any mistakes?

There had to be something wrong within the mansion. They just hadn’t detected it yet.

"I never expected so many people would come to see me."

Faybi realized this fact when she looked at the Barrow Prince.

“It’s been a while.”

She saw the desire writhing in his eyes.

“Everyone.”

Only when she spotted the familiar dark aura lurking within him, which had once tried to tempt Faybi in the past, did she realize.

She understood.

The dark evil god that had once sought to seduce Faybi had now changed its target and was aiming at the Barrow family.

Realizing this, Faybi was so shocked that she stood up.

Even though she shouldn’t have let it show that she had noticed something wrong, she couldn’t help it.

“Saintess? What’s wrong?”

When the Barrow Prince’s gaze turned toward her, Faybi, in her confusion, couldn’t utter a single word.

She knew she had to manage the situation. More than anyone, she knew that if this continued, she might ruin the Divine’s plan. Yet her mind went blank, and she couldn’t even come up with the most common excuses.

It was Lucy who helped manage that situation. Whether it was true or not, she casually uttered what would undoubtedly be a humiliating and malicious rumor, downplaying it as if it were nothing.

In doing so, she drew the Barrow Prince's attention and erased Faybi’s blunder.

Faybi. What on earth are you doing?

You came here to help Lady Alrn and repay her kindness.

Yet, you’re about to ruin the Divine’s will, and then you end up receiving help from Lady Alrn!

While Faybi, blushing in shame over her mistake and gripping her dress tightly, Lucy and Jackal’s argument continued.

“I was wondering what the inferior prince believed in, but it seems he believed in his own cuteness!♡ I’ll admit it!♡ Your hair is cute, your spear skills are cute, and your height is cute!♡ Why don’t you wear a dress?♡ I’m sure it would suit you well!♡”

“Lucy Alrn, you have no femininity either! Who would like someone like you!”

“Pahhah♡ Your eyesight is cute too!♡ How could you not recognize such a cute girl in front of you?♡ How unfortunate!♡ I wonder if you’ll be able to carry on the family line like this!♡”

“Ha! It's truly laughable that a woman who can only sneer because of her filthy temper would say such things.”

“Both of you, please tone it down. The quiet mansion is going to be filled with your racket.”

At least it was fortunate that Arthur was there.

As he, with his noble status, spoke in irritation, Jackal shut his mouth first, causing Lucy to quiet down as well.

Amidst the uncomfortable atmosphere flowing between Lucy, looking down at Jackal with disdain, and Jackal, who seemed ready to pounce, Duke Patran returned to the reception room.

He glanced around the scene in the reception room, shrugged his shoulders, and spoke of returning.

You’ve worked hard. The Barrow Prince must have nothing left in his mind but frustration toward you.

‘...Well, it’s nothing much.’

After the visit to the Duke's family, as I was returning, the old man praised me the moment I stepped into the dormitory, but I couldn’t accept that praise purely.

At first, I had provoked Jackal to grab his attention.

But as the conversation went on, I lost my temper.

Thinking back, I still don’t feel good about it.

Why is that bastard acting all sulky by himself?

It’s infuriating to be associated with a useless character like him!

His looks, story, and performance—everything is just as they say, and after completing a related quest, he wouldn’t be seen again!

It’s absurd!

If Arthur hadn’t intervened in the middle, I would have provoked that bastard until he threw the first punch and then stomped on him!

As I was soothing my disappointment inwardly, I heard a knock on the door.

Even though I hadn’t opened it yet, I sensed who was beyond. There was only one person I knew who carried such warm divinity.

‘Welcome, Faybi.’

“Welcome. Useless Saintess.”

“Excuse me, Lady.”

As Faybi timidly entered my room, I activated the ring’s magic to block sounds from the outside.

Seeing how shocked Faybi was, it was clear that the conversation we were about to have wasn’t something to be shared with others.

Once inside, Faybi immediately bowed her head, almost as if she was about to say she nearly ruined everything today.

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I couldn’t understand that apology. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have known what was happening in the Barrow Duke’s house.

‘It’s okay, Faybi.’

“Do I really come off as that petty? Useless Saintess?”

“No! That’s not it!”

‘Don’t worry about it.’

“Alright. It wasn’t anything major.”

“...How can you be so merciful!”

After calming Faybi down, who kept bowing her head, I asked her the most important question.

What on earth had she seen in the inferior prince to be so shocked?

“...I felt the aura of an evil god from the Barrow Prince. It was the same aura that had once seeped into me.”

...

Wait. Just a moment.

Are you saying the Barrow family’s problem is related to the dark evil god?