A Wild Man Has Entered the Academy

TLed by NolepGuy

Chapter 156

Although briefly forgotten due to drunkenness, Ellie faces various dangers the moment she lets her guard down.

These dangers aren’t limited to her life. Just as Grace almost experienced, her chastity is also at risk.

With her innocent appearance and an unmatched figure, she would be untouchable as a noble Young Lady, but Ellie is a commoner.

As evident from the scoundrel who approached her and tried to flirt, she is always the target of unwanted advances.

She politely declines each time, but there are always lunatics like Delphoi. This makes her dangerous in many ways.

Unlike Grace, who exits the story, Ellie takes it further. If she is violated, she bites her tongue and ends her life instantly.

This is why, despite being drunk, I suddenly sobered up. I was worried something might have happened to Ellie while I was in the restroom.

‘Where did she go?’

After arriving near the restroom, I started looking for Ellie. I thought I’d meet her along the way, but that wasn’t the case.

I considered the possibility that we might have missed each other and planned to head back. After all, I needed to use the restroom anyway.

“L-Let me go! How can someone who calls himself a Prince do something so disgraceful?!”

Until I faintly heard a familiar voice.

Since it was a banquet, many people were coming and going near the restroom, but I could still hear it faintly.

Having spent time in forests teeming with grass insects and beasts, my hearing is exceptional. Not only that, but I can also distinguish sounds.

‘Is it over there?’

Even if it wasn’t Ellie, I had a strong feeling someone was in danger. My wild instinct told me so.

I then moved to a spot slightly away from the restroom. It was a secluded area outside, perfect for something suspicious.

“Sivar! Where are you? Help me!”

This time, I heard it clearly. It was Ellie calling out to me.

Judging by her urgent tone, she seemed to be in a dangerous situation. Without hesitation, I grabbed a liquor bottle in one hand and moved quickly.

Eventually, I reached a more secluded alleyway within the already dim area, where I saw a familiar face.

“No one comes here. So just listen to me quietly, alright?”

And a man pressing Ellie hard against the wall. He had her arms forcibly raised to prevent her from moving.

His gray hair reminded me of someone, but that wasn’t important right now. The moment I saw the scene, I moved without hesitation.

“If you obediently become my concubine, as a commoner, you will······”

That was as far as he got. I silently approached and swung the liquor bottle in my hand with all my might.

With full force, no less. He dared to touch Ellie, so he deserved it.

Crash!!

The distinct sound of glass shattering echoed as the bottle broke into pieces. At the same time, the man staggered and hunched over.

Whether his head was sturdier than expected or I failed to control my strength due to being drunk, he didn’t pass out immediately.

“You······ Who are you······”

The man, swaying, turned to look at me. His slit-like eyes, more snake-like than sharp, were striking.

I considered stabbing him with the broken glass bottle, but soon, the man collapsed. A faint scent of wine lingered around him.

‘There was someone with gray hair, but who was it again?’

No matter how hard I thought, I couldn’t remember. Maybe I should cut back on drinking.

In any case, I saved Ellie, so that’s what matters. I turned my head to look at her.

She seemed relieved by my arrival. She didn’t seem to care whether I had smashed someone’s head with a liquor bottle or not.

I wanted to comfort her, but fearing the smell of alcohol, I stayed silent.

“Are you alright?”

“Y-Yes, I’m fine.”

Anyway, that’s how it happened.

“You’d better explain yourself in detail. Why is my brother lying unconscious here?”

The scene of me assaulting a Prince was discovered, and I was interrogated on the spot.

What was absurd was how the unconscious man was treated like luggage. The bodyguard knight of the man interrogating me carried him away instead.

The liquor bottle, broken in half, was still in my hand, and shattered glass was scattered around the unconscious man’s head.

Since it was an undeniable situation, I decided it was better to comply with the interrogation. Ellie would vouch for me.

“Hmm. So my brother tried to force himself on you, and that’s why this happened, correct?”

“Yes, that’s exactly right.”

“Then it’s settled. We’ll let this matter slide.”

“······What?”

It ended far too easily. Not only others but even I found it hard to believe.

It was so lenient it felt almost cold. I couldn’t grasp what kind of situation this was.

“My twin brothers are quite notorious for their debauchery. I always knew something like this would happen eventually.”

“B-But he said he was a Prince······”

“He is a Prince. And I am the Crown Prince.”

“······?”

After the Prince, even the Crown Prince appeared. Seeing their identical hair color, I had vaguely guessed it.

Then, as if remembering something, the Crown Prince let out an “Ah” and spoke to us.

“I’m late in introducing myself. I am Karas, the rightful heir of the Matra Empire. And your names are?”

“I-I am Luna Estelle.”

“Ellie.”

“And you, the one who smashed my brother’s head?”

Karas looked at me and asked for my name. It seemed I had left quite a strong impression from our first meeting.

I met his eyes, which sparkled not just with clarity but with a hint of madness.

His gaze, often described as that of a “clear-eyed lunatic,” was unsettling, even as he smiled.

“Sivar.”

“Sivar······ So you’re the famous Wildling. I’ve heard the rumors.”

They probably weren’t good rumors. I was about to say that but held my tongue.

If this man was truly the Crown Prince I knew, it was best to keep the conversation to a minimum.

You could tell from how he treated his brother—an unconscious Prince with a shattered head—like mere luggage.

‘The rumors about him being a crazy person aren’t baseless.’

In the Soul World, there are many people who’ve lost their sanity. Chaos tends to favor those who are slightly unhinged.

The Crown Prince was one of them. The problem was that he was also the next Emperor.

‘Setting everything else aside, his affinity is truly…’

One of the hardest people to raise affinity with in the Soul World is the Crown Prince, Karas.

It’s not that he’s picky; he’s just utterly confusing. For instance, he enjoys it when someone does something insane.

You can tell from how he let it slide when I smashed the Prince’s head with a liquor bottle.

“Um······ Your Highness, the Crown Prince.”

“Feel free to call me by name. Anyway, what is it?”

“Is Sivar really going to be alright? I know the Prince was at fault, but······”

“You don’t need to worry. Honestly, it wouldn’t be so bad if he just died like this.”

“······What?”

Karas said it with a smile, but the content of his words was chilling.

As Luna widened her eyes in shock, Karas, still smiling, responded.

“A Prince who tried to force himself on a woman with a fiancé, only to get his head smashed and die. Isn’t it hilarious? He’ll go down in history in a different sense.”

“······”

Karas spoke words only a true psychopath might utter without hesitation.

Despite his brother being injured, he laughed it off with apparent generosity. But it wasn’t generosity; he simply didn’t care.

That said, the Crown Prince wasn’t a true psychopath. He had clear boundaries, and as long as you didn’t cross them intentionally, you could maintain a good relationship with him.

‘It wouldn’t hurt to get on his good side.’

I didn’t want to get tangled up in politics just yet. However, after smashing the Prince’s head, I was bound to get involved somehow.

In this situation, Karas was likely to either defend me to some extent or ensure I couldn’t say a word.

After chatting about various topics, we eventually arrived at the banquet hall. The moment we entered, countless eyes turned toward us.

It was probably because I returned with Karas. He was quite infamous in the Matra Empire.

“······Karas?”

“Hmm? Ah, Lady Berche. What is it?”

“It’s not that… Why did you return with Sivar?”

By chance, we ran into Grace. She looked us over one by one before asking.

She seemed visibly flustered, which made sense, given how unexpected it was to return with Karas.

It was so abrupt that it must have felt completely out of the blue.

“There was a bit of a commotion. We happened to meet during that commotion.”

“A commotion, you say…”

“Was this fellow’s name Sivar? He broke my younger brother’s head with a liquor bottle.”

“…What?”

A truth without a single lie. However, that truth caused immense confusion for Grace.

Her purple eyes trembled as if struck by an earthquake, and her gaze wandered aimlessly.

She seemed to be struggling to grasp what on earth was happening.

“You see this liquor bottle this fellow is holding? The one that’s broken in half? This is the evidence.”

“Ah.”

I forgot to throw it away. I looked at the liquor bottle Karas was pointing at.

The broken liquor bottle still clutched in my hand. Drunk as I was, I had forgotten to let go of it.

“But it’s not really a problem. My younger brother tried to harm a woman who already has a partner.”

“A woman who already has a partner?”

“That’s me.”

Ellie raised her hand as she answered, smiling brightly as she spoke.

At that, Grace’s lower eyelid twitched slightly. She seemed displeased.

After a brief moment of thought, she carefully chose her words and sincerely apologized.

“I’m sorry. I’ll make sure to handle this matter somehow.”

“Hmm? Why are you the one handling it?”

“If it were the usual Sivar, he would have stopped at knocking him unconscious. But I think he overreacted because I encouraged him to drink.”

Half true, half false.

It’s true that my judgment was clouded by the alcohol. But even without the alcohol, I would have smashed his head.

“You don’t need to worry about it. I’ll handle him properly.”

“No, Karas, you may not realize this, but Sivar is currently my bodyguard knight. According to what I’ve learned from my household, the responsibility of a bodyguard knight falls on their master.”

“I said it’s fine.”

“But…”

For some reason, a battle between spear and shield began.

One side claiming there’s no need to take responsibility, and the other insisting on taking it.

It was a verbal sparring match between the Crown Prince and the Duke’s Young Lady, enough to draw everyone’s attention.

‘Is there any more alcohol?’

Even amidst the situation, I was searching for more to drink. Conveniently, there was a bottle at a reasonable distance.

I immediately went to grab it. Luna called out to me from behind, but I brushed it off lightly.

‘There’s no glass cup.’

Though I found wine, there was no glass cup. I began wandering around to find one.

I should’ve brought a glass cup with me. A bit of a regret.

‘If I had, would I have smashed someone’s head with the glass cup instead?’

I’m not sure about that. Anyway, the important thing right now is the glass cup.

As much as I wanted to drink straight from the bottle, that would be crossing a line.

I’ll drink all this wine myself… probably, but that’s beside the point.

Eventually, I somehow found a glass cup and returned to the group. But there was a stranger among them.

“Oh my, who is this handsome gentleman?”

Gray hair like Karas and blue eyes. A gaze so sharp it seemed almost sinister.

If Grace gave off an intimidating impression, the woman before me exuded a fierce and venomous presence.

Above all, like Grace, she wore a gray dress with a plunging neckline, giving off the vibe of a poisoned rose.

Her hairstyle was also intricately wavy, adding to her elegant and vintage image.

“Allow me to introduce her. This is Diana, my younger brother’s twin sister.”

“I’m Diana. May I ask your name?”

So this is Diana. That’s what I thought.

She seemed just as much of a troublemaker as the prince whose head I had just smashed.

On top of that, her reputation for debauchery was notorious. In other words, her private life was exceedingly scandalous.

“Sivar.”

“Sivar… What a cute name. I heard you lived in the Forest of Chaos?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm.”

With my brief response, Diana scanned me up and down. It wasn’t observation but evaluation.

Finally, after her assessment was complete, Diana smiled. A smile brimming with curiosity.

“If I may, could I have a private conversation with this gentleman, brother?”

As I feared, it turned out to be exactly that. Diana smiled sweetly and sought Karas’s permission.

Just as the rumors of her promiscuity suggested, she seemed determined to have her way with me.

Perhaps I was mistaken. But her next words left no room for doubt.

“I’d like to hear firsthand how you survived that harsh wilderness. Just the two of us.”

“…Just the two of you?”

Grace frowned at the mention of “just the two.” She must have heard the rumors about Diana as well.

Of course, she wouldn’t be pleased with this situation. She’d likely try her best to stop it.

“I don’t mind, but… Sivar, could you hand me that wine bottle for a moment?”

Following Karas’s request, I handed him the wine bottle in its entirety.

He then began pouring wine into a glass until it was completely filled. There wasn’t much wine left, so the bottle soon emptied.

“Hmm. This should be enough. Now, let’s see…”

After filling the glass, Karas looked around. No one could understand his intentions.

Then, Karas glanced at Grace, then at Ellie, and finally held out the empty bottle.

“Here. I’m giving you this, so go ahead and give it a try.”

“…Try what?”

Ellie blinked and asked back. Karas responded with a refreshing smile.

“My younger sister, who dares to mess with someone who’s already taken. You’re allowed to bash her head with this. I’ll allow it.”

“…”

As expected, this bastard really is insane.

“…Are you serious?”

Why do you look so excited?