Freedom's Heart

Chapter 19

Well, this is impressive. I never thought so many insults could be carved into on desk. Words like "Bully", "Oppressor", and other such words are written all over my desk in big red letters. It is fascinating that someone would spend the time to do something so pointless. As I did yesterday, I cleaned away the words before sitting down. I wonder if there will be more tomorrow.

"You shouldn't just take this," Marshal says, staring at the rest of the class.

Everyone is keeping their distance from me, glancing at me and from time to time, I hear my name being whispered. I can't believe such high-class young men and women would act so childish. I grab hold of Marshal's arm, stopping him from confronting a group of girls that says something harsh about me. Unfortunately, Zeno is out of arms reach, but surprisingly it isn't him I needed to be worried about.

"Stop spreading lies about my sister," Noah says, sounding unusually cruel.

I had seen Marshal yell at the servants around the castle when they bullied his beloved Arial. I have overheard Zeno getting mad whenever his race was insulted. Never before have I heard Noah sound so cruel or with such a look in his eyes. The girls who spoke badly about me instantly shiver and bow their heads saying they are sorry in terrified voices. I don't remember Noah acting like this during the game. Not even when he protected the heroine from me when I tried to kill her.

"Unless you have proof about what happened that day, I would advise you to stop spreading false rumours," When Noah is finished, the entire room is silent.

"Noah, you don't have to say anything," I say, standing up to stop him. "I don't care what people think of me. If they want to believe lies, then it doesn't bother me. The people close to me matter more."

"Angelina, he is right to speak out about this," Marshal tells me, taking his side. "You are going to be the future queen. I think people should remember that before they start spreading false information about you."

"But I don't care what they say," I reply. "When I first started working at the Adventurers Guild, I had to endure far worse comments than this. This is nothing compared to being told how much money I could earn at the brothels and what people would do to me."

"They said what about you?"

"Sister, you never mentioned that,"

"You shouldn't waste your time with humans when I can show you the world-famous elven love techniques,"

I probably shouldn't have said that. It's not like it only happened to me. I saw multiple female adventurers go through the same treatment. I even saw one guy getting kicked between the legs so hard by a lizardfolk girl that he went from the bottom floor to the third. I made a point to not get on the bad side of that girl. She wore crimson red metal armour and wielded a black spear. I have no idea who she is, but I heard her mutter about being loyal to her master, whoever that is.

"It's fine. They only made a few jokes about me," I assure them. "Besides, I got my payback by making them look weak and pathetic at the end of every single day I went to the guild."