The Academy’s Ankle Reaper – Chapter 40

The dungeon that new students were entering for the annual event had gone completely out of control, causing quite the uproar among the returning students.

To think such an incident would happen in an academy that promotes safety as its top selling point!

As the anxiety of the students, who came from noble families, reached its peak, the principal subdued their fears in an entirely different way.

“This kind of situation is easily calmed by stirring up a bigger fire in response.”

He turned Andy Robinson, the class advisor embroiled in the incident who actually rescued the students from the rampaging dungeon, into a hero.

Naturally, public opinion of him should have been bad.

They had done a preliminary exploration of the dungeon and confirmed it was safe before going in, only for it to go haywire.

With insufficient on-site investigation, this was a serious matter that could have potentially led to a warning at the very least and dismissal at the very worst.

Whether or not the Demon Church was behind the incident wasn’t important.

Society always demands someone to take responsibility for events, no matter how they occurred.

However, the principal took a different route.

Despite the entrance being blocked by the rampaging dungeon and the students being isolated, he had manage to evacuate them all, bolstered by his bravery as a former Royal Knight.

Had he not handled it properly, there could have been numerous casualties, yet he emerged as a hero for rescuing all the students without losing a single one.

The narrative was quite favorable.

Andy was tall and capable.

The fact that he was from the Royal Knight Order, which wasn’t considered an impressive family, played to his advantage as well.

After all, the Royal Knight Order was formed by commoners and minor houses that blossomed into dragons rising from humble beginnings.

Despite the major incident of the dungeon going berserk, the academy’s instructor managed to bring every student back without a single casualty.

His name was Andy Robinson, a knight from the Royal Knight Order and currently a swordsmanship instructor at the academy.

The academy was indeed a place where excellent educators strove for their students.

This sentiment was echoed in the collaboration with Count Malcolm from the Newspaper Club, leading anxious students to settle down with the emergence of a new hero.

If you think about it, the real issue was that an incident occurred in the dungeon that was declared “safely under control” by the academy.

But with the arrival of more exciting and sensational news, such minor issues were quickly overshadowed.

However, not everyone was thrilled about a hero from the Royal Knight Order that many longed for; some had their reservations.

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[What on earth is going on with you, the eldest son of Lemnos!!!!]

“I’m sorry, Father…”

In a dark room that didn’t let in a single ray of sunlight, Edgar Lemnos held his head down.

He was alone in the room but was bowing towards someone unseen.

In front of him lay a fist-sized steel ball, from which the voice of his father, Edward Lemnos, boomed loudly.

The posture of bowing towards the steel ball made it seem as if he was bowing to the absent Edward.

It might seem odd to bow towards someone who wasn’t there, but for Edgar, it was perfectly normal.

Even during communication, he bowed his head in deference to the head of the family.

It was a behavior he had learned from a very young age.

[How can you, who should lead the five pillars… not perform in such an incident while that green rookie from the Royal Knight Order is receiving medals!!! How could this happen at the academy!!]

Edgar’s class was scheduled to go on a field trip the following day.

On the day of the incident, he had been attending classes in the Academy Main Building, and by the time he learned that an incident had occurred, everything was already over. However, he chose not to voice it.

If he did, he surely would face a long reprimand for making excuses.

Years of learned wisdom kept Edgar from saying anything unnecessary.

[And… you lost a duel against a fellow new student? How long has it been since you left home and already you’ve gotten sloppy!!!]

When that dreaded topic came up, Edgar’s expression hardened.

It was true that he had lost to Atlas.

Until then, the content he had been hearing seemed unrelated to him, but when it was pointed out that he had actually lost, his heart raced.

[Lemnos has always been the beacon leading the five pillars!! If you’ve lost like that, what becomes of the family’s honor!!!

And that arrogant Royal Knight Order? They’re strutting around like they own the place!! Those cocky bastards… just lingering near the King…!!]

Once again, Edward’s anger flared as he brought up the Royal Knight Order.

Whenever the Royal Knight Order was mentioned, Edward—no, all five pillars—became exceedingly emotional.

Even the Golden Ball, if related to the Royal Knight Order, could make even a person who only cared about “numbers” display emotions.

Edward’s agitation grew, and the familiar story began.

It was the deep-seated resentment that had been passed down for three generations between the Royal Knight Order and the five pillars.

Waiting patiently for his father’s lecture to finish, Edgar finally spoke up heavily.

“I will win the next duel, without fail.”