Chapter 1540 – The Sky I Created
“Asita…!!”
Clarir was embarrassed and grabbed her shoulder.
What she put into her mouth now. Everyone guessed it, but no one said it out loud.
Yerin was more surprised to see Clarir’s reaction than Asita.
Because it was urgent, as if it were true.
“How far will we go…?”
“Yes! As a friend!”
Smile. Ashita and Yerin, with smiles that even women would fall in love with, stared at each other for a moment.
“What is your business?”
Perhaps due to her mood, Yerin’s voice became a little dark.
Clarir put Asita behind her and said.
“Actually, I have something to ask you about the performance.”
“Performance…?”
“Yes. I heard from instructor Dre that Yerin has seen many performances and that she has a singing ability that is recognized.”
Yerin lowered her head.
I didn’t want to show my bright smile to the two people.
Fortunately, the corners of his mouth only twitched slightly.
I see.
‘Mr. Dre, me too. I see you were looking at it properly.’
Yerin raised her head at the gaze of the two people.
“Okay, I don’t know if I can help.”
You can feel it no matter how many times you see it. It’s so spacious that you wonder if it’s a school, and the facilities in each building are excellent.
The site where Yerin is currently walking has a more ornate exterior than the other buildings, probably because it is the Faculty of Arts.
‘There was a magic circle floating around in the magic department, and strange items were flying around in the production department.’
Yerin, who only glanced around with her eyes, arrived at a spacious and clean interior.
As soon as she opened the door, she smelled flowers, and there were flowers sitting inside.
‘… Beautiful.’
A total of eight women, including Asita and Clarir who brought Yerin, were looking at Yerin with nervous faces.
They are all girls who are so pretty that you might think they are the most beautiful things in the world and have their own charm.
Among them, a girl with sparkling blonde hair stood up and welcomed Yerin.
“Welcome! My name is Elysia Queen’s Grace.”
Starting with Elysia, each girl said her name.
“I’m an eighth grader. “The race is high elf.”
A person with particularly outstanding beauty, with long jade-colored hair and an impressive face with pointed ears.
“Rald mrrald hest. Race: Dwarf.”
A bit short and body, but her breasts are amazing. A girl wearing glasses who may seem unbalanced at first glance, but has good proportions.
“It’s called Laies Fleur. We should have gone, but it was difficult to leave the place. “I’m sorry.”
A girl with a model body and green, ponytails, with soft charisma.
“My name is Nelf Waikatsu, and… I am indebted to Instructor Dre a great deal!!”
White hair close to silver. A girl of average height, but long legs, good proportions, and above all, a girl with the most noble aura.
And. Meichi Love Yarte stands out even more among these, bowing without saying a word.
For a moment, Meichi and Yerin looked into each other’s eyes.
Both of their faces were clearly nervous, and they avoided eye contact without anyone knowing.
“Hello.”
Yerin bowed her head in gratitude for the hospitality.
‘Blizzard. Grize. Winte. Hest, Waikatz. Love Yarte.’
The names of the ten families descended from the ten heroes in Elunar’s book of common sense that she read.
I’ve seen that the Fleur family is also a very powerful family.
These people are the powerful and vested interests in this world.
Seeing Yerin looking nervous, Raiess stood up and smiled kindly.
“We would like to apologize once again for calling you instead of visiting you when you were busy. There are circumstances in which it is difficult to leave the Faculty of Arts. Please understand.”
“No. Rather, it was nice to be able to see such a wonderful place.”
“I feel relieved to hear you say that. Oh, by the way, are you still in school uniform today?”
Dre went around with her Yerin and told her to wear her school uniform.
To be honest, she was very embarrassed, but when she heard that there were many students her age, she took courage and wore it, and it became her habit, and she is still wearing her school uniform.
“Is this… Strange?”
“No, it suits you too well.”
This is not an empty remark; Yerin only seemed to be around the same age as them. In reality, she is closer to her age.
“To be honest. I thought she was a relative of Mr. Clarir. The two of you are very similar.”
Clarir glanced at Asita next to him as if asking if it was really so.
Ashita, with a bored look on her face, nodded her head.
Lyet relieved Yerin’s tension by asking a few questions, and in the meantime, Nelf, who had summarized her story, stood up and unleashed her magic.
Wooooow.
A screen appears in the air, showing the performance hall. Performance content. We printed out the performers, etc.
‘Should it be called a magic PPT?’
Yerin’s eyes sparkled at the strange sight.
“You may have already heard, but the reason we invited Yerin was to get help with the performance. For some reason, we ended up competing with the performance. We had to win.”
“What are the circumstances?”
Tension for a moment. Seeing Yerin radiating her presence even among the flowers emitting all kinds of aura, Meichi shrugged her shoulders, and Ashita frowned as if she did not like her.
Clarir… Had a mysterious face.
“Actually…”
Nelf briefly described the altercation between Dre and his art department instructors.
“After that, factions were divided among the faculty and staff of the Faculty of Arts. One group was those who wanted to change Instructor Dre’s mind, and the other, led by Count Willemg, were those who wanted to run things on their own without Instructor Dre. We will compete. It’s them.”
It’s been almost a month since Dre left the art department. Count Bill Rumg’s faction had waited long enough, and he protested to Renea to give them full control of the Faculty of Arts.
“Didn’t the principal withdraw Mr. Dre’s authority?”
“Yes~ Master and Dreng are close~”
Asita’s answer reminded Yerin of the beautiful goddess of magic who looked at her and Dre with mysterious eyes.
“The principal said that the reason she founded the art department was because ‘she saw the potential in Dre’s art.’ So she told us to make sure we exceed that.”
“That old man Willemg. I’m annoyed.”
Elysia, who was laughing at Yerin, suddenly clicked her tongue.
Yerin was surprised by her sudden majesty, unlike before when she seemed a bit helpless.
“If you are an instructor, you will compete with your skills as an instructor, but you will use tricks.”
“A trick?”
“Ah, yes. The principal meant to show a work of art that goes beyond the statue of Contempt in the cathedral, and Count Willemg used his connections to invite famous artists.”
Yerin understood right away.
“You want to be recognized outside the school rather than inside.”
“That’s right. They’re trying to argue that if they present art that can be admired by outsiders, they are qualified enough.”
“That is.”
Her arm, which had been quietly crossing her legs until now, gasped. She said with a smile.
“I don’t have the confidence to surpass Mr. Dre’s artwork that made Principal Lenea fall in love with it.”
Palyu, who put special emphasis on his title, secretly caught Yerin’s attention, but she was not particularly shaken. In fact, the statue of her that she had seen before was so great that it was world-famous. She did, and she was admiring.
Palyu bit her lip secretly.
For your information, Raldd had been silent since a while ago and was staring at Yerin intently, to the point where it felt burdensome.
Laies said, covering her front with her body in case she ruined her work.
“Still, the power of numbers cannot be ignored.”
Half of the faculty and staff persuaded students entering the Faculty of Arts.
Thanks to this, opinions became divided even among students.
Other faculties were receiving lectures, but they thought that they had come to Frunar Academy and had not yet received any classes.
You must have felt a sense of crisis that if you wasted your time like this, you might be kicked out of the academy you entered.
Even if Frunar Academy provides sufficient compensation. It’s not about money, it’s about fame.
Noble children who valued their position in the family and the opinions of others decided to lend their strength to the Count Willemg faction.
And it is the faces gathered here that rebel against that power.
‘Also. ‘They are great people.’
The fact that they stood up to the instructors and more than half of the students, each of whom had a status equivalent to that of the king of the kingdom, without backing down, spoke volumes about the power these women possessed.
This time Clary Le opened her mouth.
“We couldn’t just sit back and watch, so we proposed a match.”
I will let you know that the level of instructors, including Willemg, is nowhere near that of Dre. Let’s compete against the students.
“The claret was cool that day~”
Ashita raises both hands like a pair of pistols and winks.
Raiet also thought Clarir was amazing.
The way she overpowered the instructors’ aura and taunted them by asking if they were going to run away from the competition was amazing.
But…
“The odds of winning are slim.”
Nelf sighed.
Even if what you do is dishonest and petty. They are not nobles who were invited as lecturers for nothing.
Even if it has a bit of an ugly side. Your skills are guaranteed.
The daughters gathered here are also well-versed in the arts, having received liberal education at home and seen numerous works of art and performances, and they also have advantages that are not available over there, such as elf spirit sculptures and dwarf skills.
However, there is a skill that far overturns that advantage.
If things continue like this, you will lose.
Even if he loses, it won’t mean Dre’s retirement will be officially accepted, but it’s obvious that the period will be moved much earlier.
Nelf said with an earnest face.
“That’s why we need Yerin. The great Dre instructor praises us so much that our mouths water, and she knows the culture that we don’t know, right? I want to ask for advice…!!”
Yerin looked at every aspect of her room except Mei Chi.
‘In other words. These people.’
They don’t want to see Dre’s reputation tarnish, so they’re holding on to things he doesn’t already care about.
‘Replacement.’
How much do you like him?
At the same time, conflicting emotions of ‘discomfort’ and ‘hope’ were felt in Yerin’s heart at the same time.
Yerin gathered her emotions and opened her mouth.
“Is there anything I can do to help?”
This is sincere.
Can you compare the knowledge of other countries’ cultures to those in the arts?
‘These people know that too.’
Actually. These girls probably don’t really want to ask Yerin for advice.
What I said earlier is definitely not a lie. Also, the statement about leaning on Yerin is half sincere.
‘You’re probably trusting Mr. Dre’s word, not me.’
In other words, Yerin herself cannot be trusted.
There is too little friendship between Yerin and them to call her out of her grasping at straws.
‘I also trust Mr. Dre. Probably, he wants to check the relationship between me and Mr. Dre.’
The reason they called Yerin is obvious.
You can tell by looking at the girl with a small body but voluptuous body who was staring at her in a way that made her feel uncomfortable from earlier, or her lover who is an even more outstanding flower and is lowering her head with a feeling of inferiority.
Maybe.
‘These people like Mr. Dre… They love him’
So. He was worried about Yerin, who was rumored to be his first love, so he made an excuse to call her out.
To check whether first love is true.
Yerin’s thoughts were right.
The girls gathered here heard a series of incredible rumors yesterday.
Palyu frowned.
‘I was going to fix my makeup, but you held my bag in front of the bathroom?’
Rald de opened her mouth.
‘I kept looking back to see if I was following along.’
Laies made a face of disbelief.
‘Evelyn said she prioritized this person over Mr. Rope, the pet she loved so much…’
Elysia says no.
She let out a low moan.
‘Dre held his hand first?’
Nelf was wondering what he was doing, but he was also worried about Yerin.
‘It’s clear that the instructor treats him special… But does this person also think of the instructor as special…?’
Clarir felt something mysterious.
‘If my first love is like me, maybe it reminds me of this person who cared about me even though I was rude when I treated him coldly when we first met…? If that’s the case… If you think this person is special, then she looks like me too. To some extent…’
Mei Chi couldn’t show her courage like a scared puppy.
‘Father… It was like this.’
Someone who knew the Dre that she didn’t see and that Machie didn’t know. She is that kind of person. She cares about Dre.
Yerin also knew their mood.
Even though she knew, she followed because she also had a story she wanted to hear from these people.
Just as they want to know about Dre’s past that they didn’t know about.
I wanted to hear about the series of events that led to this situation in which he, who had not seen Yerin for more than three years and had no interest in women at all, seemed ready to embrace polygamy.
While everyone was groaning, unable to get to the point, Asita looked at them and said, “Ugh.” She had a look on her face that said she was a loser, and she blurted out.
“Would you like to sing a song?”
Everyone looked at her unexpected words.
Bewildered faces.
In Raiet’s case, he even glared at her fiercely.
“Mr. Ashita, what do you mean?”
“No~ Dreng takes care of his acquaintances knowingly or unknowingly~”
Even though Asita smiled apologetically, she spoke mercilessly.
“It may be a generous compliment to say that she sings well. That’s the story~”
Even Elysia and Clarir’s expressions became sharper.
In other words. Isn’t this a story about wanting to test Yerin’s skills by calling her here even though they need help? It’s so rude.
And Yerin. She stood up.
To prove her skills.
As for her, I was more thankful for Ashita.
When I saw El and Clarir’s reactions now. This is because I felt even more clearly that they were not truly placing expectations on their own skills.
Although they both wanted different things, she wanted to test whether she could be of help since it was something that would help Dre.
“I don’t think I’m good at singing, but I’ll try.”
The moment Asita snapped her fingers, her room turned into a flower garden and soft music played.
“The lyrics are improvised. Sijaak~”‘
A phenomenon that is truly worthy of the word magic. Yerin closed her eyes.
Questions boiling in her mind right now.
How much has Mr. Dre changed?
He is. Is he planning to take multiple women as his wives?
If. If so.
… Me too. Maybe?
Or not. Don’t I look like a woman?
Question. Hope. Fear.
Feeling those emotions mixing with the music, Yerin opened her mouth.
That moment.
Color exploded.
Kuooooo.
Ryunar, mana, ki, this is not any kind of power.
Nevertheless, the girls were overwhelmed and felt a pounding sensation in their bodies.
Even the arrogant Asita opened her eyes wide and emotional tones continued to flow from Yerin’s mouth.
The song is over.
Although it was a short period of time, less than a minute. Everyone knew.
This person’s talent is real.
“… Ha.”
When Asita erased her smile and burst into laughter.
“Hey…”
Suddenly Meichi cried.
