I Became The Academy’s Narrow-Eyes

Chapter 31: The Top Student in the Swordsmanship Department of the Academy Entrance Examination (1)

His bouncing blond curls glistened as if he had just washed them.

His eyes, decorated with green jasper, overflowed with self-esteem and narcissism, giving off a haughty charm.

‘I’m handsome and brilliant, I know it.’

If you were looking at him, it was as if you could hear that kind of voice and atmosphere.

He was a man who perfectly fit the description of a nobleman, both in his demeanor and appearance.

“Congratulations, Agion! As expected, your premonition was right-”

“I’ve always thought that Agion was the most exceptional contestant among this year’s participants!”

“Agion-”

“Agion-”

“Okay, okay, ladies. Calm down.”

Agion was surrounded by female participants right now.

As if he wasn’t enough to be surrounded by beautiful women, he was practically guaranteed to take first place in the third test with his stellar performance.

Agion’s momentum was rising as he spread the atmosphere of “Ladies, come here~” while he indulged in his narcissism by dealing with the approaching female participants one by one.

“Ugh, why are you doing this?”

Melhen, the big man standing next to Agion, looked at him and muttered in disgust.

“Hahaha, Melhen, are you jealous? That’s too bad. Not only do you have a mediocre appearance, but you also don’t take care of yourself internally. Shouldn’t you beautify your internal features?”

“Cut it out, Agion. You’re the only one who’s calling me ugly.”

“Well, that’s because you’re not just ugly. You’re terrifyingly so.”

“Hey, hold your tongue, idiot. Anyway, at least until the end of the third exam, please behave. Since you’re practically our team’s representative, alright?”

“Hmm? Should I? Ladies, because our Sir Melhen says so, should I obey him?”

At that one word, the women around Agion turned sharp glances toward Melhen.

“That’s pretty much it, get the hell out of here. Fuck off!”

“Kaaaak~”

“Agion-sama~ Melhen is bullying me~”

“Hahaha, he’s just grumpy because I monopolize the flowers. Even though Melhen looks like a toad, he’s surprisingly got such a cute side.”

The women burst out laughing at Agion’s words.

Melhen’s rugged face flushed red.

He blushed half in shame, half in anger, and spoke pressingly.

“Agion. Don’t you realize you’re the de facto head of our team now? I don’t expect much from you, at least not until after the third test. Be dignified, eh?”

“Oh, come on. You’re such a prudish guy. Just because you fold your arms and make a nice impression on the outside doesn’t mean that you have dignity.”

Some of the participants knew each other before taking the academy entrance exam.

The representative students of the Team 13, including Adella, Melhen, and Agion, were among them.

Adella’s family, the house of Espien.

Agion’s family, the house of Morci.

Melhen’s family, the house of Dendor.

These three families were all located in the southwestern part of the continent and had long been intimately connected.

The relationship between these families also influenced the relationship between the three individuals, and they had naturally been close since childhood.

The fact that the their team reached the highest gate surely had something to do with the advantages brought by the relationship between the three of them.

“Hey, but I still can’t believe it, no matter how many times I think about it, how could it be possible for us to be in the same team?”

Melhen muttered, still reeling from the excitement.

“Thanks to that, we were able to defeat them.”

Then Agion spoke with a serious expression.

“No, Melhen. That’s not it.”

“What?”

“You’re saying that because the three of us in the same team, we beat Drin Lebringer and Kasha Hanahan? I see it differently.”

“How do you see it differently?”

Agion spread his arms out proudly.

“Our team was able to beat Drin Lebringer’s team and Kasha Hanahan’s team. because of me, Agion Morci, was outstanding. Even if the three of us had met, do you think our team would have reached the higher gate than those two without me?”

“Of course we wouldn’t have reached it without you… It’s one man show, you crazy.”

Melhen had a lot to say, but for now, he decided to let Agion’s indulgence go.

It was clear that Agion had shown great skill in this test.

Melhen arms bend inward.

Melhen wanted to be proud of him, to believe that his close friend was better than Drin and Kasha.

“Melhen, you know what?”

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“What now?”

“The truth is, Drin Lebringer and Kasha Hanahan weren’t my type.”

“What nonsense-”

“My preferences lean more towards obedient and gentle women, but those two seemed too strong to me. But now, looking back at them, they seem a bit different.”

Agion’s face seemed to be taken with something.

In Melhen’s eyes, it was not a face taken with Drin and Kasha. It was a face taken with himself, thinking that he had reached the same level as those two.

“I’m going to talk to them after the test.”

An intrigued scream erupted from the surrounding women.

Melhen just muttered ‘crazy guy’ and turned his head to the side.

“Oh, by the way, Melhen. Where did our Lady Adella go?”

“Adryn, she went to see her.”

“Ah, Adryn. Such an attractive lady. I wonder why our Lady Adella doesn’t like her so much~?”

“I suppose it’s because of what happened to her in the past, in the social gathering.”

“I don’t really understand. Is there really a need to be so concerned about the past? She must be fully aware by now that Adryn is not on par with her.”

“She wants to make sure of that.”

“Haha, our Lady is too conscious of other people’s gazes.”

Just as Agion was about to fall into the state of intoxication again with a look on his face that said ‘I’m so cool, I don’t care about other people’s opinions’, something happened.

Herion Dederer, who was standing on the platform, began announcing the results of the third-round exam.

“Shhh!”

Agion raised one hand and brought the index finger of his other hand to his lips.

He wanted everyone to focus on the mention of his outstanding performance about to come from Herion Dandler’s mouth.

Agion, Melhen, and the surrounding women.

All of them listened attentively to Herion’s words with hopeful eyes.

“Team 17, consisting of the following three contestants: Adryn Teln, Mizu Bauer, and Ceylon. Congratulations.”

“…?”

“???”

The expressions of Melhen and Agion stiffened awkwardly.

But it didn’t end there.

“Continuing on, I will announce the participant who received the highest bonus points based on individual evaluations and achieved the 1st place score.”

“No way…”

Agion muttered.

It was understandable that his team did not take the 1st place.

But-

“Ceylon. Congratulations.”

The fact that someone else took the 1st place position that Agion believed was his own was absolutely unacceptable.

‘Ceylon…?’

‘Who is that?’

Not him, not Drin, not Kasha, but some unheard-of guy.

“Ceylon…!”

At that moment, Melhen muttered the name, saying that there was something familiar about it.

“Do you know him?”

The unique softness and ease in Agion’s voice had completely disappeared.

Agion looked at Melhen with a cold and rigid expression.

“Well, you know, he beat Drin and Kasha in the second test-”

“Ah.”

“That.”

Discontented and malicious voices began to arise from the surroundings.

Ceylon.

Among the participants, his notorious reputation had already spread.

A clueless nobody who tried to surpass the scores of Drin and Kasha by using unfair means in the second test.

“What happened?”

“Did he use unfair means again this time?”

“What is the academy even doing?”

“…”

“Hey, Agion! Agion!”

Agion, who had been listening attentively to the discussions around him, abruptly got up and headed somewhere.

Melhen hurried over to him.

“Hey, Agion! Calm down-”

Melhen tried to stop Agion in his state of confusion, but as soon as he saw Agion’s expression, his words got stuck.

At that moment, Agion’s expression seemed strangely excited, as if he had lost his senses.

“Hey, Agion. What’s up with you? What are you thinking right now?”

Agion said with a triumphant expression.

“Implementing justice, shall we say?”

“What? Implementing justice?”

“Look at the atmosphere around us.”

The waiting room was in chaos.

Everyone was feeling dissatisfied with Ceylon taking the first place.

The atmosphere felt like it could explode at any moment.

Agion closed his eyes and stretched out his arms.

As if savoring that atmosphere.

“Everyone was expecting me to take first place.”

“Well- uh, yeah. Let’s say everyone was expecting you to take first place. So?”

“What if I step up in this situation and defeat the villain who is tarnishing the authority of the academy through unfair means?”

“What? Defeat? What are you trying to do?”

Agion pulled something out of his arms.

It was a handkerchief embroidered with the sigil of his family, Morci.

“You crazy person…! Are you planning to challenge someone to a duel in the academy entrance exam!?”

“Why are you so surprised, Melhen? I heard you were planning to challenge that commoner guy too.”

“No, I mean- I was planning to do it because he insulted Lady Adella-”

“I feel the same way. That guy is disrespecting the academy.”

Agion said with a determined face.

“I’m going to uphold justice.”

In such a way, he spoke with self-indulgence as a hero.

“Well, you’re only doing it because you lost the top spot.”

Melhen wanted so badly to stop Agion, but part of him was excited.

To see the smirk fade from that stupid, narrow-eyed bastard’s face.

Soon Agion stood in front of the platform where Instructor Herion was standing.

“Eh?”

“It’s Agion Morci!”

“Morci…”

The participants gathered before Agion cleared a path for him, greeting him with expressions of anger at the injustice, compassion and concern for him.

‘This is amazing.’

Agion spoke to them while barely managing his expression.

“You don’t have to worry anymore.”

As Agion reached the platform, he first noticed Adella’s presence.

“This is unbelievable, Instructor Herion!

Undoubtedly, she had the greatest injustice and dissatisfaction with the current situation.

” Adryn- Team 17 has reached the highest gateway!? Isn’t there something, something wrong!? Our team 13 reached the ninth gate, two gates higher than Drin and Kasha!”

Herion, in response to her words, reluctantly checked the data as if to show others.

“The final record for team 17 is ten gates.”

At those words, the eyes around the room turned once more to team 17.

Adryn of House Teln.

Let’s assume she can achieve that.

But the others were the problem.

The one from House Bauer with the fake assassination and the fake swordsmanship.

And the commoner who has become infamous among the participants.

Those two outperformed themselves?

Even Agion, who surpassed them by overcoming Drin and Kasha?

“It’s impossible!”

“It doesn’t make sense!!!”

“Clearly, they must have used some unfair methods!”

The nobles willingly supported Adella and protested to Herion, with expressions full of hostility and malice.

Amidst the explosive situation, Team 17, who bore all the enemies and malice, remained calm.

“Haha, this is amusing. The reaction is quite heated, isn’t it?”

“Well, is this the view of the victor? I see only losers.”

“How can you guys be so calm…?”

“Miss Adryn are also seems calm.”

“No, I mean-”

Team 17, knew what happened in the third test.

And so did Herion.

“In the same way as the second test, we need to reevaluate their test record! Something will surely come up!”

“Exactly!”

Herion, realizing the truth in a participant’s words, tried to show them Team 17’s record.

Unlike Sinia, who tried to cover up Ceylonn’s success during the second test, Herion was actively highlighting Ceylon’s achievements while trying to make them understand.

The video footage, coupled with Herion’s eloquence, should be enough to convince everyone.

“Agion deserves the qualification!”

“That’s right!”

However, Herion wasn’t the only one hoping for the opportunity to come forward.

“Now, everyone! Please calm down!”

When someone mentioned his name, Agion, at that moment, drew attention with his exaggerated gestures and elegant voice, full of self-confidence.

“First, to those who were willing to speak up for me. Thank you.”

Agion elegantly greeted the female participant who mentioned his name.

“But, everyone, I am okay. I respect the judgment of the academy and Instructor Herion.”

He made a polite gesture towards Ceylon.

“I also show respect to him, as he took first place.”

Agion greeted Ceylon with a gesture that emphasized flamboyance rather than formality.

“Huh? Oh~ Well, thank you so much for acknowledging me, Sir Agion. I’m not sure how to repay you.”

As a result, Ceylon’s foolishness was highlighted even more.

At this moment, the temperature of the participants towards each other is in stark contrast.

Feeling more confident in his actions, Agion continued.

“By the way, Ceylon. You’re truly amazing. Reaching the 10th gate.

“Hahaha, I guess you could say I got lucky, because I met some good company.”

“I agree. In an exam like the one we just had, it’s very important to be lucky and have a good team, but, Ceylon. I’m sure it’s not all luck, as you already know. There’s something special about you.”

“No, I don’t…! Even with all those praises…! I don’t have anything…!”

No.

‘It will be revealed, you fool.’

Agion concealed such thoughts and politely praised his luck.

“It’s not just flattery. Clearly, you have something special. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have reached a higher record than anyone else and confidently taken first place in this third test. In that sense, Ceylon, I have a proposal for you.”

Agion pulled a handkerchief from his bosom.

“A special person like you deserves to shine as the protagonist on stage in front of others. In that sense, I offer to be your stepping stone or supporting actor, helping to highlight you.”

Everyone present understood his intentions and erupted in cheers.

Agion!

Ceylon!

Agion!

Ceylon!

Their names were enthusiastically chanted, shaping the scene.

There was no atmosphere to refuse Agion’s proposal.

Herion, who had been observing the situation, mumbled quietly.

“It turned out well.”

Agion’s ears caught Herion’s words, and he smiled mischievously.

‘It turned out well?’

He wondered what that meant.

Did even someone like Herion have dissatisfaction with the current situation?

The undercurrent of self-indulgence beneath Agion Morci’s elegant expression became even more intense.

He looked at Ceylon.

At this point, Ceylon’s idiot appearance looked rather adorable.

“So, what do you say, Ceylon?”

Agion whispered to himself, filled with intoxication. The response came immediately.

“Accept it, Ceylon.”

Not from Ceylon, but from Herion.