The Main Heroines are Trying to Kill Me[On Hold]

Chapter 3: Freshmen Welcome Party

The entrance ceremony ended without a hitch.

"Everyone, cheers!!"

What's noteworthy is the welcoming freshman party held after the entrance ceremony.

Of course, the reception of commoners is modest and straightforward, but that wasn't the case for the nobles.

"...This is a wine from the western continent. It's 56 years old."

"Here, veal filet steak and foie gras. I wish you a pleasant meal."

The people of the Empire are starving, yet these esteemed daughters and sons, who didn't even receive a title, are spending enough money to feed a village for a few months at a welcoming party for freshmen.

Then again, I'm the leader of such a group.

"Lord Frey! Let's have a toast!"

"Oh my, the rumors going around that you're a handsome man are true. Can you spare some time tonight?"

"Greetings, Lord Frey! I'm the second son of Viscount Ariel."

Surrounded by countless flattering people seated at the place of honor, I gave a strained smile and sipped my drink.

Of course, internally I'm worried about how to survive from the heroines while trying to figure out how to eradicate the parasites that corrode this Empire.

"So, do you know what that commoner bastard said earlier?"

"What did he say?"

"Well, he said his dream is to become a student council member! Don't you think that's funny?"

"He's definitely got a screw loose. Should we knock some sense into him?"

As I pretended to have fun chatting with the women who approached me, I overheard the conversation of the nobles sitting next to me.

Yes, on the surface, Sunrise Academy strives for equality for all, but it's not the case at all on the inside.

Most aristocrats implicitly ignore the commoners, and some even blatantly bully them.

This stands true for aristocratic students as well. The greater their power, the more benefits and fame they receive, so the professors turn a blind eye to these absurdities.

In other words, it's bullshit.

"It's not a guy, but a girl?"

"What? A girl? That would be more fun, right?"

The woman they are talking about now is probably 'her', who will become the Archmage of the Empire in the future from a commoner and dominate the battlefield.

When she was at the academy, she became a bullying target for the aristocrats after injuring three inebriated noble students who picked a fight with her.

"Right? I suppose that sounds interesting."

"Ah, Lord Frey?"

"So, when are you going to do it, George?"

"Uh...well...wouldn't it be better to go as soon as possible...haha..."

"Really? Then do a good job."

"Oh, yes!"

As I spoke indifferently, the nobleman in the middle bowed 90 degrees and went out of the banquet hall while having a heated discussion with the people he was talking to.

'Anyway, I have seen no trustworthy person among this extravagant bunch'

I stared at the student's back pitifully, as he would soon become a sacrifice to the woman destined to be an Archmage, and got lost in thought.