On the walkway outside the library building, Albert Flau Robelia Ridill, the third prince of the Ridill Kingdom, was standing on one leg.
"Is this really how you learn flying magic, Senior Dudley?"
"The most important thing in flying magic is balance sense! I want you to cross the walkway straight on one leg first."
Dudley said confidently to Albert, who had a doubtful look on his face.
Next to Albert, Patrick, who had no plans to learn flying magic, was hopping around on one leg with a smile.
"Prince Albert~, let's compete~"
"Hmm, that's what I want! Hop!"
The two boys hopped across the walkway… but Albert stumbled and fell on his butt after just a few steps.
Patrick, who had gone a little ahead, looked back at Albert on one leg.
"Prince Albert~, are you okay~?"
"Damn it, Patrick! How dare you go ahead of your master!"
Albert shouted and Patrick tilted his head and looked at the senior division building instead of Albert.
"You're looking away while your master is talking! How dare you!"
"Umm~, there seems to be some ruckus in the senior division building~…"
As he said, there seems to be some ruckus on the senior division side. As he looked, Albert found a tall redhead boy and a petite girl on his shoulder in the window of the first-floor corridor of the senior division building.
It was Monica Norton who was carried like a hunting prey.
Monica seemed to be desperately resisting, but the boy didn't seem to care and went up the stairs in a good mood.
At that sight, Glenn groaned in a low voice.
Glenn groaned in a low voice unlike his usual cheerful self, and ran toward the school building.
Albert was stunned for a moment, but came to his senses and called out to Patrick.
"Patrick! We're going after them too!"
"You can't run in the hallway~"
In the end, the two of them barely ran in a fast walk, following Glenn.
In the student council room, Cyril Ashley was irritated as he looked at the clock on the pillar. It was already time for the student council meeting, but Monica was nowhere to be seen.
"…What is Treasurer Norton doing?"
"Well, she should know that there is a student council meeting today."
Neil muttered in a troubled tone, and Elliott urged him to start first.
When Bridget, who was silent, looked at Felix's words as if to guess, Felix looked at the door and said, "Oh?"
"…I seem to hear something."
When he listened carefully, he heard someone's scream. Cyril knew that shameful childlike cry well. It was the voice of his junior Monica Norton.
"She came at last… What is she making a fuss about?"
Monica, who was timid and like a small animal, often screamed strangely every time she was surprised or tripped. But today, the scream was unusually long.
Monica's scream gradually grew louder. And it was a pathetic voice mixed with sobbing.
Just as Cyril was about to get up, thinking that something must have happened, the door was kicked open with force.
"Hmm? Is this the student council room?"
Cyril knew the man who rudely opened the door with his foot.
He was Hubert Dee, a transfer student who recently arrived at Serendia Academy, the nephew of the Seven Sages, the Artillery Magician, and a troublemaker who was expelled from Minerva, a prestigious school for magicians, after repeating two years. He was transferred to Serendia Academy because his relatives were concerned about his public image.
Although he was in a different class, he was taking the same advanced combat magic class as Cyril, so Cyril knew his face and name.
Normally, you can't take advanced combat magic classes unless you have taken combat magic and basic magic classes in your first and second years, but Hubert, who graduated from Minerva, was exempted from that. His magic skills were that excellent to make him so special. He had only taken a few classes with him, but it was obvious that Hubert's ability was outstanding.
But why was Hubert Dee carrying Monica Norton on his shoulder?
Monica was crying in a desperate voice, "Let me down…" and anyone could see that it was not a normal situation. On the other side of the door, which was left open, curious students stopped and paid attention to the student council room.
In the tense atmosphere, Felix asked Hubert.
"You're Hubert Dee, the transfer student, right… Why are you carrying that girl on your shoulder? It seems to be against her will."
"Hmm? I have something I want to negotiate directly. I'll say it straight. Monica is going to join the Magic Duel Research Club, so let her quit the student council."
Hubert's words caused a stir among the students in the hallway. In the midst of that, Monica sobbed and pleaded in a thin voice.
"…No, no… Please, forgive me… I don't want to quit the student council…"
"Hmm? Are you in a position to argue with me? Huh, Moniicaa?"
When Hubert whispered to Monica, Monica turned pale and trembled. It was obvious to anyone that Monica was being threatened.
Cyril prepared himself to chant at any time, but Felix stopped him by raising his hand.
The gentle smile disappeared from Felix's face, and his cold eyes stared at Hubert.
"Monica Norton is not supposed to be taking any magic-related classes. Why do you want her to join the Magic Duel Research Club?"
"Hmm? There's only one reason why I'm taking this girl to the club room every day, right?"
Monica's face turned pale. At that moment, Monica was worried that she would be exposed as a magician. But Hubert, anticipating that, grinned maliciously and said.
"Hmm hmm? I have only one reason to take this girl to the club room every day. You can buy a woman who only has a good face and body at a brothel, but no one can satisfy me (in magic duel) but her, right?"
The air in the room froze.
The word uttered by Felix was not a voice of restraint, but an attack order. Cyril activated the ice magic with a shortened chant. The ice spear that grew from the floor was pointed at Hubert's chin.
However, Hubert did not flinch and instead whistled happily.
"Hmm hmm, good arm. I didn't think there would be anyone who could do a shortened chant at Serendia Academy."
"Shut your vulgar mouth and release Treasurer Norton."
Cyril waved his finger lightly as he chanted. Ice chains wrapped around Hubert's wrists.
"I'll make you a silent ice statue."
Cyril glared at Hubert with his blue eyes, but Hubert still smiled confidently.
But suddenly his body wobbled. Someone jumped on him from behind.
It was Glenn Dudley who tackled Hubert. Apparently, he had accelerated with flying magic on the way.
Hubert staggered and Monica, who was on his shoulder, fell to the floor. But before Monica was slammed to the floor, someone caught her small body.
"Are you hurt? Miss Monica"
It was Roberto Vinkel who caught Monica with his muscular arms rolled up his sleeves despite being midwinter.
Monica seemed to be in a trance and didn't respond to Robert's voice. Robert frowned and said, "How pitiful…"
Hubert slowly got up and cracked his neck, then looked at Felix, not Glenn or Robert or Cyril.
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"Assault case? You're saying something funny. This is a pure disciplinary action."
Hubert narrowed his eyes and looked around the room.
Cyril Ashley, who was preparing for the next magic, Glenn Dudley, who was about to jump on him, Roberto Vinkel, who was holding Monica and glaring at Hubert… and finally Felix Ark Ridill.
"Then, I'll follow your style. Let's have a proper duel, shall we?"
Felix replied coldly to Hubert, who waved his ring-covered hand and laughed, "Sorry, I don't have a glove to challenge you to a duel."
"You guys love to care about appearances, right? A duel for a woman. It's good, right? It's exciting, right? It's fun, right?"
It was clear that Hubert had no intention of backing down. Hubert would stick to his will and overcome the situation with violence, even if he was expelled.
On top of that, he proposed a compromise: a duel with rules.
"Let's have a magic duel. I'm alone on this side. You can have as many as you want. If I beat you all, Monica is mine. But if you win, I'll give up Monica… Easy, right?"
Hubert's blatant provocation was met with an immediate response from Glenn and Robert.
"Bring it on!! This time… I'll knock you down!"
"As a knight aspirant, and as a candidate for Miss Monica's fiance, I accept your challenge."
As Glenn and Robert became enthusiastic, Hubert grinned and looked up at Felix.
In this situation, where the hallway was also crowded with people, Felix couldn't back down if it got this heated. Hubert had anticipated that and challenged him to a duel.
Among the student council officers, there was only one person who could do a magic duel. Felix looked at Cyril.
"Vice President Cyril Ashley."
As Cyril responded with a ‘yes,' Felix told him with the coldest face ever.
"It's an order. Win this duel… We can't afford to lose our important treasurer."
At that moment, it was decided that a duel for the student council Treasurer Monica Norton would take place.
Monica was no longer able to escape from reality into the world of numbers and kept asking herself why this was happening.