“The class is usually conducted in the form of question and answer or discussion after the professors give their lecture. There were no cases where students interpreted or read directly like today.”

I nodded to Young Lady Liz who spoke carefully.

I had already expected this.

“Just try to change the class like that for a hundred days. Do they think this girl would get flustered?”

Rany giggled.

There was no more reason for me not to stand out by adjusting my performance when my status as the young lady of the Miller Family was already revealed.

Rather, it was better to prevent other students from nitpicking me.

Throughout the morning classes as well as the course in the first period, the professors tested me as though they were incited.

Well, on the surface, it seemed as though they were probing the level of the transfer student. In reality, they were hoping I would make a mistake.

“Some professors are low-level nobles or commoners who became nobles, so they may have been abetted by influential families.”

Rany nodded in agreement with Young Lady Liz.

Those were problems that were already expected.

Even the public academy was filled with the professors who were more interested in their own gains rather than teaching, so would the imperial academy which was the miniature ground of politics be better?

“Let’s go eat outside.”

It had been a long time since most of the students left the class when the morning classes ended.

Except for Abigail who was still emanating a dark aura in the corner, we were the last to leave our seats.

“Are we going to eat in the cafeteria?”

“No, in the backyard.”

“Then, shouldn’t we buy food first in the cafeteria?”

“I’ve already put in an order.”

Young Lady Liz moved her lips as if she wanted to reply to the apathetic answer.

Perhaps it was because she was worried if we would get pranked if we had our food delivered.

I shook my head with the idea that there was no need for her to worry.

If Rany looked so calm like this, there was no doubt that she already had everything ready.

Then, when we arrived on a deserted bench near the drill hall, an unexpected person approached us while holding a picnic basket.

“. . .”

When Abigail Frey with a gloomy face put down the basket, Rany checked the content.

“Marianne, a sandwich for you, right?”

“Yep.”

“Liz, you can eat the same thing as me. An omelet, grilled sausages, and a salad.”

“Ye-yeah.”

Young Lady Liz glanced at Abigail with a very confused face, then looked at me.

Her appearance was also unforeseen to me.

Abigail spoke in a sad voice.

“As you’ve predicted, there’s a bribed chef in the cafeteria.”

“So?”

“I ordered from a restaurant outside. I borrowed someone else’s name and didn’t mine, so there won’t be any big problems.”

“Good work. You can eat the rest.”

After receiving the food, Abigail sat a bit further from us.

She, who got the remaining sandwich, quietly took a bite.

Despite the clear and bright weather, only her surroundings were cloudy.

The moment I was about to bite my sandwich, I stopped at the intense gaze of Abigail who was staring vacantly at me.

There was moisture in both of her eyes.

What is it now?

Abigail was also taken advantage of to some extent, so I had no intention to embarrass her more.

Tears dropped from her eyes.

With her cheeks filled with sandwiches, Abigail cried.

“Your score . . .”

“Score?”

“You read ancient language so smoothly, so why is your score a B minus?”

“Ah.”

“Why can the freak who recites the entire chapter of the Origin of Imperial Civilization . . .”

Was this the part she couldn’t accept?

I bit the corner of the sandwich and stared at Abigail Frey, who ate her own sandwich while lamenting.

I didn’t really pity her, but it was a bit fascinating.

I wondered if the reason for her to be sad now was because I originally could have gotten better grades.

“After I take a look, you have higher status than me, hic, your, your grades are also good, yo, your network . . .”

“That’s not her fault. What are you blaming for your bad circumstances?”

Rany sent an uppercut to the hurt girl.

Hearing Rany’s words, Abigail carefully put down the sandwich she had been holding and then lamented while laying down.

“If I knew from the start, then I would serve you on my own accord rather than picking a fight!”

“. . .”

Rany stared at Abigail with an amazed gaze, then whispered to me.

“Hey, she really lives wisely. She said she will serve you.”

For now, I wanted to tell her to stop crying, but I felt like it would backfire if I did that, so I signaled to Young Lady Liz.

After approaching Abigail, she patted her back and kindly comforted her.

“Although this is a bit late, let’s try to serve her well from now on. Both of us.”

“. . .”

Both of us? Serve her well?

It felt like words that were very troubling to hear were combined in a sentence.

When I looked back at the presence that showed up just in time, there was the prince who was approaching me along with Benji.

He stared at me with a serious face once, then stared at Abigail, who was lamenting.

I had no idea what he was thinking, but I was afraid.

Please don’t guess at anything, Your Highness.

I could clearly see his small head was busy racking.