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Volume 1 Chapter 21 Genderbend Female Knight, Observing Calmly

Volume 1 Chapter 21 Genderbend Female Knight, Observing Calmly


 "Not bad, I guess."


 As expected, the magic-related subject was pulling her score down, but seeing that her overall grades were not too bad, Eleonora felt relieved.

 The top spot was shared by His Highness the Crown Prince and Vittoria, daughter of the Grand Duke, with Eleonora's name in third place. In fourth place was Italy, followed by her fiancé, Theodore, in fifth. Among other acquaintances, Lady Clarissa and Gustavo's names appeared around tenth place.


 "The bet was on Italy winning, so I won't be shortchanged on the reward."


 Just as she was thinking that a well-made shield would be nice, a tall woman's voice, as irritating as a seizure, echoed.


 "Why! Why are you above me?!"


 "Is that all your explanation, Theodore?"


 Theodore barked while being looked down upon by the tall Italy.


 "There's no way you could suddenly get such good grades after being an idiot all this time! You must have cheated!"


 "Until now, it didn't matter... but now I've caught fire."


 Italy's eyes seemed to flicker with anger. Theodore also understood that the atmosphere had changed, but his past attitude was not something he could change immediately.


 "Fire? Are you saying you regret being made a fool of because of a woman's habit?"


 "A person is a person from the moment they are born."


 Italy's stern voice echoed through the corridor. At that moment, Eleonora realized her own blunder.


 *────I was too clever, my mouth slipped.*


 That should have been a thought for another 500 years. She was ashamed of herself for blurting out such a notion without proper consideration, spurred on by the mood and momentum. As the choice to hunt the seeds she had sown arose, the argument between the two continued.


 "I have been working hard to win and I want to surpass you. If you are a man, you should dig your own grave."


 "Italy..., let me say this!"


 Normally not very talkative, Italy spurred on her fiancé with a lot of words. He, who usually lorded his wisdom over her, stretched out his right arm without using his head at all.


 If he had thought about it carefully, he should have realized immediately what would happen if he casually resorted to violence against someone taller and stronger than him.

 Italy grabbed the extended arm and slammed Theodore into the wall, then struck his face with a flat palm filled with magical power.

 Fragments scattered, and on the wall, Italy's handprint was distinctly left. But Theodore no longer had the leeway to feel it.

 The quality of violence the fiancée had shown made the verbal abuse and blows he had dealt up until now seem like mere child's play.


 "Italy... what..."


 "Don't get carried away with being a son-in-law, a second son who can't even inherit the house."


 Saying that, Italy moved her right hand, still imbued with magic, from the wall to Theodore's chin.


 "What we need is a man to inherit the next generation of the Vidilva family. Anything other than the seed to obtain that is unnecessary. For example... nobody would care if a noisy mouth was gone."


 As she put her strength into it, Theodore's soft chin bone made a crunching sound as it screamed.

 After staring at Theodore, who let out a muffled scream, for a while, Italy let go.


 "From now on, follow me considering our positions."


 After tossing that out, Italy started walking towards Eleonora's location, bowing her head.


 "I apologize for showing you such an unpleasant sight, Lady Eleonora."


 "No, it's fine."


 "Shall we walk a bit?"


 As the two walked together, the students who had watched the fight from afar began to distance themselves. Italy started talking to Eleonora.


 "I've been thinking about it all this time, why the idea of human rights that Lady Kamitafira spoke of hasn't spread in the world."


 "Did you find the answer?"


 "I understood from what just happened. People look down on, despise, mock, dominate with power, and discriminate. It's enjoyable and unbearable."


 Italy's mouth formed a bright red crescent moon as she looked at Eleonora's face for the first time since they started walking.


 "Thank you, Lady Kamitafira. For teaching me such pleasures."


 To such an Italy, Eleonora replied with just one word.


 "I see."


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