I Choose The Heroine's Route

34 This Group Is Hopeless

When everyone was finally at each of their own seats, while Teacher Zen was just casually standing in front near the teacher's desk with both of his hands on his coat's pocket, silence reigns among our group.

Our group... is probably the oddest one out of all the groups this class has. The most intimidating one also, considering how our group consists of royalties and high-ranking nobles.

Percival Roques is from a Marquis Family, wherein his father, Marquis Raven Roques, is considered as one of the best Mage there is in the Lansera Kingdom. A Mage that's good enough to even be given the position of Vice-Head, the second-highest position in the Tower of Magic.

It's the very reason why Percival works so hard at Magic. Since he's the child of the famous and powerful Mage, Raven Roques, many people also expect him to be some sort of genius. He was pressured already at a very young age, thus, he worked incredibly hard both in Magic until no one his age can even compete with him.

- Until Anastasia came.

While Anastasia is not from a much higher noble ranking family, it still couldn't be ignored, especially since the House of Clovis is probably one of the richest in the Lansera Kingdom thanks to their mine.

While the other groups have already started talking with each other, we haven't even spoken anything since earlier with the exception of Anakin talking to me for a brief moment.

In the end, It was Percival who broke the silence first, "Greetings to all of you." since he's sitting in front, he has to make an effort in turning his head and his body to look at us.

"I guess we're groupmates now? I can safely assume that we all know each other already, right? I suggest we don't act too formal around each other." then he gave an almost blinding smile before pausing and looking at the two princes.

"You don't mind, right, Your Highnesses?" He asks, still smiling - almost annoyingly.

"... Status doesn't matter in Royal Academy. Do call me just by my name, and I agree, let's not be formal." Deor said with almost no expression, the cold tone of his voice almost sounded like he's saying something along the line of 'it's a pain'.

His response was followed by Anakin, "That's right, do listen to my dear brother." Deor seemed slightly affected by this as he looked at Anakin, unknown to any whether he's glaring or not since his expression just remained cold. Their relationship even in the game... is complicated. It's not like they're always out for each other's throat but they also don't get along that well.

Although Deor is older by a year, they don't really see the other as a little or older brother. Anyway, since they have agreed with talking with each other more comfortably, then I might as well comply.

"Although they must have their reasons... I do agree with lady Eula a little. All of us here are part of the ranking." Percival said, intervening with Anakin and Deor's staring contest. I couldn't help but nod, but I didn't bother to speak since I don't see the need to. Although it's already obvious, I'll mention this again... I am not a social person, and I certainly do not have the best social skills.

I also don't feel the necessity to speak or say something unless I see the need to.

And I must say, this group of ours is probably... hopeless. We are all indeed part of the ranking, but I doubt we will get along well that fast because it surely doesn't seem that it will go that way. Deor is cold, I'm neutral, Anakin is playful, Franco is silent, Percival is... a narcissist, and - I glance at Anastasia.

I can't figure out the heroine of this world at all. She's still like the Anastasia in-game, but at the same time, it's different.

"Alright, listen up all of you!" I blinked when Teacher Zen called out all of our attention, "Since it's almost 9 now, I've decided that there was no need for me to be here. Anyway, do forget all the unimportant stuff I said earlier and only remember the important ones." He paused, fixing his eyeglasses before continuing.