And the incident happened the very next day.
If there's a problem, it's that it doesn't have anything to do with witches.
"You approached someone you shouldn't have without knowing your place."
A girl is standing in front of me.
Her long hair is tied up in a fluffy knot, and her sharp eyes are staring straight at me at my eye level. By the way, I'm very short.
In other words, the girl in front of me is just as short as I am.
But strength is different from height.
The girl who came up to me grabbed my clothes and lightly lifted me up with one hand. My legs floated up into the air.
I often experience my legs floating up.
But this...
I never thought I would experience something like this. Come to think of it, this body is female.
It was the same on the boat heading to Vern City, but to think something straight out of a romance fantasy world from a faded memory would happen...
I never imagined I would be the protagonist of this situation.
In reality, I know it's a much more sinister and vicious form, but to think it would happen so blatantly.
Meanwhile, as I was lifted up by the girl, Victoria, who had been walking angrily toward me, was grabbed by another girl from our class.
Is she worried about me? I must have forgotten what I am.
I don't know how much I can endure, but this body is quite strong.
But regardless of the body’s performance, there’s no need to worry about fighting from the start.
I can see the girl's eyes in front of me. The golden eyes shining brightly are not looking at me, but scanning the surroundings.
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Her expression isn't filled with jealousy or malice, but she is intently trying to find something.
Then her gaze met mine, and she looked at me with an expression as if she was seeing something strange.
"Do you not know what kind of situation you're in?"
"What situation?"
Thud.
My body was lowered. My clothes got disheveled, but there was enough strength in her hand to strangle me, though she just held my clothes and lifted me up again.
She doesn’t have any intention of attacking me, so what should I do?
"You're still out of it. We need to talk in a safe place."
The girl, who forced a bewildered expression, shook her head dramatically like an actress, turned, and looked at Victoria. She spoke as if she were going to impose some private punishment on her.
Even though she had no intention of doing so.
"You, there. If you have a problem, come with me."
She pointed her finger directly at Victoria, suggesting she was calling for someone to explain the situation to her.
Then, the girl grabbed my wrist and dragged me along.
"Lady Barrington, it’s not good to intimidate an innocent commoner like this."
The girl who had brought me to Shiodor before blocked the door.
"We’ll resolve this with words, so please move aside. Lady Chekal. Do you think you can stop me in the name of Shiodor?"
It seemed like the girl with the surname Chekal was stepping back, perhaps because she felt a sense of regret about what was being implied, as if she would make me regret fighting back.
Lady Chekal stepped back, and then whispered softly to me.
"If it gets dangerous, call for Shiodor."
Of course, Barrington also heard, but only gave a look of surprise and said nothing more, continuing to drag me along.
I was led by Barrington toward the east building. It was the opposite side of the building where Shiodor had been stationed.
But rather than entering the building, we went out through a small door that bent at a 90-degree angle in the middle.
As soon as we stepped outside, I could feel the moisture around me drying up.
Hmm. When I turned my head, I saw Victoria’s expression—it was dangerous. To be specific, it was the same expression she had when she started slaughtering the Sahagins.
Her expression showed determination as if she had made up her mind to do what had to be done.
After stepping outside, we entered a forest inside the academy, artificially created, until we were far enough for our surroundings to be out of sight. Barrington then let go of my wrist.
After walking a little further away, she snapped a thick tree with her bare hands.
It was surprising that such strength came from such a small body, but most things could be solved with magic.
The problem was that the ground beneath us was cracking with a dry, crumbly sound.
"I didn’t call you here to make you angry."
"I see you already knew."
Brushing off her palms, Barrington walked slowly toward me.
"Huh? What? Were you trying to torment Bell for some trivial reason?"
Victoria’s words made Barrington come closer without reacting.
"It’s a trivial reason, but the jealousy that the girls experience because of it isn’t trivial. Last year, a girl, the daughter of a worker at my house, dropped out because of it. Just once, by the reason of talking to the prince."
Well, the prince wasn't exactly from the same grade, I suppose.
And I guess Cinderella dreams exist in any world.
Victoria looked at Barrington, then at me. She made a realization and waved her hand.
Then the ground slowly got wet, bubbling with foam from all sides as water rose up, and the ground turned into mud.
"You’re a dangerous person too?"
Barrington looked at Victoria with great interest.
"Calling me dangerous... such rude words. Wasn’t I the noble lady?"
"I’m Polaris Balluin Barrington. Call me Polaris."
At Victoria’s words, Polaris chuckled. Victoria then looked at her as if uncertain.
"I’m Bell. The name was given to me by Victoria over there."
"I’m Victoria Bet. People who are close to me call me Tori, but you can call me that if you want."
No one besides my family calls me that.
"She gave you a name?"
She looked at me and Victoria with a puzzled expression. After briefly glancing at Victoria as if to ask why she had said that, she opened her mouth but stopped.
"Bell, explain."
Then, she looked at me again and spoke.
"It’s easier if you define it, so I guess I have no choice. To summarize, I’m not human."
"Does that mean your character is irredeemable?"
Polaris blinked and processed my words, then asked again.
"If you say it’s a species, it’ll be easier to understand."
From her expression, I could tell she already knew, but she still asked that. So I told her what I thought.
"No, a monster? Just like that?"
"Can a human recover easily?"
I asked a question everyone knows.
The royal family actively promoted it. They even did a special broadcast about my supernatural abilities, raising awareness of the harvest period.
To do that, the royal family initially supported the Violet Twilight Association.
Last night, some of the people who were managing the Violet Twilight Association fought because the funding was cut off, and they searched for where the funding came from.
That’s when I learned.
And that Violet Twilight Association has started to crack since the funding was cut.
In other words, there was a reason they were just doing volunteer work.
Yeah. Who would do such work easily when their livelihood isn’t guaranteed?
Most of the people from the Violet Twilight Association had big scars, but after contracting with me, they all healed.
Even the princess healed.
"You didn’t heal. So that broadcast was strange for the royal family, right? It was to cover up the monster."
I guessed that it was for Princess Aurora, but I didn’t say it out loud.
"So, you came out to mark that you did this yourself because you were worried I might be tormented?"
At those words, Polaris nodded readily. It was like a bear scratching a tree to make a territory mark.
"Was he a good person?"
"You can’t judge people by good and evil."
Anyone can become a harvester. I have preferences, but warmth is more important than that.
Anyway.
"I’m not a good person either."
Saying that, Polaris sat down on a chair at one side of the garden. Then she lifted her foot. Water droplets fell from her soaked shoes and stockings.
Seeing that, Victoria walked over.
Not noticing Victoria approaching, Polaris took off her shoes, let her stockings hang a little, and squeezed out the water.
"By the way, why does Shiodor’s dog side with you? If you listen, the one who caused the biggest mess last year was that limping princess."
"Limping princess?"
Victoria asked back. When she spoke right in front of her, Polaris was startled and raised her head.
Victoria, comforting Polaris, placed her hand on her shoulder and created water droplets from the floor to clean the dirty feet.
Polaris blinked rapidly, watching as her shoes and clothes were cleaned and dried completely. She was impressed after checking that her clothes were completely dry.
Then she looked up at us and opened her mouth.
"Why are you asking? She’s quite famous in the social world... Oh, sorry. I guess you don’t know. She’s someone whose legs have been abnormal since birth. She’s smart, though, and has done a lot of things. Good and bad stories, she's quite the person."
People here, whether nobility or commoners, dress quite lightly, but it’s strange that she alone wears long clothes.
To cover her legs, I suppose. If one leg is abnormal, only the muscles of the other leg would develop more.
"I heard she’s the one who made the daughter of the man who works at our house drop out. I thought she was a nasty person, but she’s protective..."
Then her gaze turned to me.
"Do you want me to heal her legs?"
"When a dangerous situation comes up, I told you to call out Shiodor’s name."
I mean that I haven’t said it yet.
"You’re selling favors. Hmm. Clever. When you owe a debt, it’s easy to drag someone around."
Then Polaris immediately understood.
"I want to tell you to forget about that person’s favor, but..."
Polaris, with her arms crossed, fell into thought.
"The strongest force is Shiodor, so it might be better to use me as an excuse to depend entirely on him for that treatment. Can I just do it? Can she actually be healed?"
I nodded.
"Yes. If she wants it, I’ll do it."
Even people who seemed to have genetic diseases returned to normal in the first world.
"Is it really okay to do it like that?"
"As of now, no one has imposed any restrictions on me."
Although last time I had to impose some restrictions based on necessity, there are no such limitations in the third world.
"Do your best under Shiodor’s guidance. By the way, even if you don’t know about our grade, many of the upper grades still believe that if they do well, they’ll become queen, so be extra careful."
I nodded.