First Of All, Lets Hide My Younger Brother

Chapter 45

Being too focused on writing a letter, I moved my pen, forgetting about the time of the meeting.

Knock-knock

Finally, I heard a knock on the door.

"Kayla, time's up."

Oh, I snapped out of my thoughts. I looked at the watch in my hands and knew it was time to go to the appointment. I was supposed to get out about 20 minutes ago.

I put down the pen I'd been writing with and closed the lid of the inkwell. I left Franz's letter on the table.

Outside the door, Serena and Lavian, the same knight class students, were waiting.

"Kayla, today is your day. Don't be late."

I was wearing a blue knight's uniform, a gift from the Cratier Boarding Academy. This is the training uniform for the training hall and the uniform for other officially graduated knights. Even if you are a novice, you will wear the blue Guardian Knights uniform instead of the green one from the moment you are assigned as a knight.

Today is my initiation day, and from today on, I will be a full-fledged knight. When I showed up at the girls ' dorm in a proper knight's uniform, the eyes of the students outside turned to me. I could hear screams everywhere, and my shoulders tightened involuntarily.

"Kyaya!"

"It's Kayla-sunbae!"

"Oh my God, you look so cool in a knight's uniform!"

"It's Kayla, look at that!"

"Congratulations, Kayla!"

Keeping my head down, I walked briskly towards the training hall.

"I see it every day, but I can't get used to it."

Lavian muttered as she looked at the group of female students chasing after her.

"Sir Ritaus was also popular, but not that popular."

How did this happen? I was also curious. I just study hard, go to the training hall, train, and go when I'm asked to help exterminate monsters. That was all, but the number of followers grew day by day.

"You must be very popular."

Serena poked me in the ribs, and I heard another soft cry from behind.

"Oh, Kayla! Look, look, look!"

Lavian pointed to the bulletin board in the Academy's garden. There were several newspaper articles on the bulletin board. As I stared at her with my eyes wide open, I gradually saw the headline of the article.

<Brilliant Performance by the next Guardian Knight>

Under the headline was a picture of a girl with long hair. Is that me?

I turned my head again and headed for the training room. Recently, when articles were published about the Cratier Academy, almost 80 percent seemed to be about me.

Thanks to the media, my fans appeared in seemingly every corner of the Empire, and not only Vestaren, but also boarding schools were ready to explode with fan mail.

The female students followed went to the training center, but were stopped by the knights, and only Lavian, Serena, and I were allowed to enter.

In the training hall, my father, Marquis Vesta, who was the head of the Imperial Guardian Knights and the head of the Knights, was waiting.