The Legendary Hero is an Academy Honors Student

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[The Legendary Hero is an Academy Honor Student]

 

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Chapter 31

"Hello."

"Good morning, Leo!"

"How was your weekend?"

The morning after their weekend, Leo's classmates greeted him as he entered the classroom.

"Leo, I heard you met with the president of the student council over the weekend!"

Tide approached him excitedly as he settled into his seat.

"You mentioned being close to Celia Zerdinger from Class 1, and now you’re meeting with the student council president?"

Eliana, folding her arms, also appeared surprised as she joined the conversation.

The only ones in their class that knew that Leo was Celia's cousin were Carr and Chelsea.

"You've caught the interest of the student council president."

"Of course! You're the strongest freshman in Lumene!" Tide exclaimed enthusiastically.

"Good family, good skills, and good grades. And handsome, too. Leo, did you get an in with the student council already?" Eliana inquired with curiosity.

Leo had already become a notable figure in Lumene.

Initially, many questioned why Leo, not even a captain, had become the freshman representative, but perceptions had changed.

As an unprecedented all-class student, Leo was highly sought after by all major professors.

Leo shook his head in response to Eliana's question.

"I wasn't given an invitation like that, and even if I were, I'm not interested in the student council."

Tide and Eliana exchanged glances at Leo's response.

"Leo, why don't you join the spells ingredient research club with me?" Tide eagerly suggested joining the club.

"You're still struggling with summoning, right? It could really benefit you!"

"Forget that! Leo, come join the magical knights club with me! You'd fit right in!"

Tide and Eliana clashed over their recommendations.

Both had already decided on the clubs they wanted to join even before the official club activity advertising period for first-years had begun.

Carr appeared clicking his tongue at the two bickering.

"You're both a bit late with your suggestions. He’s already made his decision about club activities."

"What? Which one?"

"I'm starting my own club."

"You're creating a club?"

"As a first-year?"

Tide and Eliana blinked in surprise.

"What kind of club is it?"

Nella, sitting farther away, chimed in with her characteristically languid voice.

"It's a hero research club."

"But there’s already enough heroics research going on, isn’t there?"

Eliana's expression soured.

"I heard you’re planning to focus on forgotten heroes, like Kyle."

Tide and Eliana exchanged perplexed glances.

But Nella nodded in understanding.

"Even if they're just fictional heroes, Kyle is an intriguing one, since he's the only all-class hero."

She nodded again.

‘Someone just needs to hurry up and find my Hero Record page.’

Proving Kyle's existence relied on finding any page out of his Hero Record.

At that moment, Errig Tuna, a student from Class 8, entered Class 5’s room.

He headed straight towards Leo with a question.

"Hey, Class 5. Who's your class president?"

"We haven’t chosen a president, but what is it?"

"Huh? What's going on?"

Tide, Eliana, and Chelsea, who were engrossed in a sorcery book nearby, raised their heads in surprise.

"Hm... So who is the class president?" Errig asked, glancing between the three of them.

The trio exchanged uncertain glances.

"Of course it's me. I've been assisting Professor Harrid up until this point," Tide asserted, puffing out his chest.

"What are you talking about? I've assisted Professor Harrid a lot as well. And shouldn't I be the class president, since I’m from the famous Laden family?" Eliana retorted, her pride evident.

"Are you discussing family lineage in front of a Lewellin? That's absurd. The class president should be the most outstanding person we have, don't you think? Who's the top student in our class?"

With a smile, Chelsea stood up from her seat, ready to settle the debate.

As the three argued over the class presidency, Errig approached Leo.

"Leo Plov. I'll give you this."

He handed Leo a document.

"What's this?"

"There’s been an adjustment to the class schedule today. After the morning assembly, everyone is supposed to gather in the auditorium. Professor Artianne has decided to hold a joint class for all 10 sections."

Combat studies classes were usually left to the individual homeroom professors so they could best cater to each student's strengths.

But those specializing in heroics had a designated professor, which for the first-year class was Professor Artianne from Class 8.

"Can you give this to your homeroom professor at this morning's assembly? I have to go."

With that, Errig left the classroom.

"Where did he go?"

Carr took the papers from Leo.

"Oh! I remember now! It must be so we can study the Hero Record page that was recovered."

"Really?"

Nella also glanced at the documents.

"What kind of Hero do you think it was from? Leo, did you hear anything about it from the student council president yesterday?"

Leo pondered Carr’s question for a moment.

"I heard there was a page so damaged it couldn't even connect to its Hero's World, but I think that might be it."

"Wow! Sounds like we have quite the task ahead of us!"

Carr rested his head on his palms, looking back over.

"I'm the class president!"

"No! It's me!"

"You wouldn’t make any sense! Tell me one thing you’re better at than me!"

"Do you think the role of a class president is all about achievement?"

"Yes, and I'll show you a mile-long list of mine!"

The three of them hadn’t even paused their argument over the identity of their class president.

Nella looked concerned, realizing, "When Professor Harrid arrives...."

"He’s going to lose it."

Carr shook his head in exasperation.

***

"A joint class? I see."

During their morning assembly, Harrid accepted the document from Leo.

"This joint class will be attended not only by Professor Artianne but also by all first-year homeroom professors," he said, tossing the papers onto the table with an indifferent expression.

"Please don’t embarrass me during our first joint class."

"Yes, sir," the class chorused.

"It won't be a good look if you guys act foolishly in front of the other classes."

Their classmates' gazes shifted to the trio kneeling on their desks, heads bowed in embarrassment.

"Professor, why haven't we chosen a class president yet?" Carr said while raising his hand, seeking clarification.

A full month into their semester, only Class 5 hadn't elected a president yet.

"I was hoping you'd handle it yourselves. It's inefficient for me to intervene. And it would just be a waste of time for me."

In other classes, the election process consumed an entire combat studies period.

Class 1’s took even longer because each of the three captains had decided to run.

Harrid deemed it a waste of time and left it up to the students.

But his students had expected him to initiate that conversation.

"If I have to step in, I'll decide as I see fit. Leo, Nella."

He summoned Leo from the back and Nella from the front.

"Leo will be president, and Nella, vice president."

"Yes, sir."

"I understand."

"Wait a minute! Professor! There's a fair way to decide! Don't you know it's unfair like this?"

"What about democracy?" Eliana protested, and Tide supported her.

Harrid responded calmly to their objections.

"Is there anyone more suited than Leo Plov to lead the class?"

The protests ceased.

Indeed, Leo had demonstrated exceptional leadership in their combat studies classes.

"And Nella is the most level-headed in our class, perfect for assisting the president."

He shared an undeniable point.

Neither had sought out the roles of president or vice president.

With Harrid's decision, there was little room for objection.

"Any objections?"

"None, sir."

"Very well. Let's prepare for classes and head to the auditorium."

Thus, the great migration of the first-years commenced.

"Hey, Leo?"

"Leo! Wanna grab lunch together after class?"

Girls giggled and approached Leo.

Many students knew Leo from their shared major courses.

"Ha! Leo! You're quite the heartthrob, aren't you?"

Carr teased Leo from the side, giving him a playful nudge.

Leo, renowned throughout the school as a handsome student, was undeniably popular.

"Do you have any friends you could introduce me to?"

"There are plenty of girls around you right now. Why are you asking me?"

"I'm just looking for someone to hang out with," Carr grumbled, rubbing the back of his head.

“Carr."

"What?"

A voice called out to Carr from behind.

Carr turned, wearing a puzzled expression.

"Chloe, you look exhausted."

In response to Carr's observation, Chloe glanced at Leo and shook her head.

"No, I'm fine. Do you happen to have any fatigue recovery potions left?"

Carr retrieved a six-pack of potion bottles from his subspace and handed them to Chloe.

Taking it, Chloe opened a few bottles and promptly gulped down the contents.

"It's only the start of the semester. Are you pushing yourself too hard?" Leo asked, concerned.

She shook her head in response.

"I’m fine."

With that, she hurried off.

"Wow, Chloe's really something. Being the top student in Magical Theory is no joke."

Chloe held a significant lead above her peers in the current theoretical exam scores throughout  the Sorcery department.

Abad was second, Chelsea third, and Leo fourth.

Then Chelsea interjected.

"You can't help but worry about Chloe."

"Why's that?"

"Carr, sometimes I wonder if you're even in the sorcery department."

"I'm just studying enough so I can make sure I don't get kicked out!" Carr boasted with a thumbs-up.

"Anyway, Chloe's just anxious. She thinks Leo might catch up to her in Magical Theory once he gets the hang of the modern sorcery practices."

Chelsea's words rang true.

Leo was still as unfamiliar with the latest magical trends as any other average student at Lumene, yet he diverged in his invocation skills, a common point of emphasis amongst sorcery professors.

"Is being top scorer in Magical Theory that important, though?"

"It's a matter of pride for a tower sorcerer. It's hard to shake off."

Chelsea shrugged.

While sorcerers from hero lineages tended to focus on battle-oriented skills, tower sorcerers held more of a focus on exploration and research.

Heroes like Chelsea, hailing from hero lineages, excelled in combat, but they didn't necessarily lead in terms of mastery in sorcery.

Rather, all new discoveries and spells emerged from the towers.

Chloe felt a sense of urgency, faltering in a field that she’d dedicated her life to, where Leo had so effortlessly succeeded.

‘Well, it’s always good to work hard.’

Leo scratched his cheek, watching Chloe forge ahead.

‘But I hope she doesn’t push herself too hard.’

The great hero who once saved the old world was blossoming anew, growing more compassionate.

With their different starting points, comparisons were futile.

‘I hope she can talk about it with me at some point.’

***

"Okay, Rhys."

Rhys briefed Kalian in the principal's office about the results of their mission.

"Did the page actually react?"

Kalian carefully examined a small fragment of their page of the Hero Record.

"Yes."

"Interesting. Typically, such a small piece wouldn't hold any power."

It was unusual for a fragment, barely deserving to be called a page due to its size, to contain any power at all.

"Was there any further reaction?"

"No, there wasn't."

"Hmm... Could it be a response triggered by bringing it closer to our collection of the Hero Records?"

Setting aside the fragment, Kalian pondered.

"At any rate, good job on the mission, Rhys."

"Thank you, sir."

After exchanging pleasantries, Kalian, after seeing Rhys off, turned to Elena, his secretary.

"Take this to the auditorium at the Hall of Beginnings."

"Yes, Principal."

As Elena received the instruction, her gaze lingered on the piece of the Hero Record Kalian handed her.

"Elena?"

"Oh, yes. I'll deliver it right away."

Once Elena left the office, Kalian, alone, stroked his chin.

Having entered many Hero’s Worlds in the past, he knew more of the Hero Records than nearly anyone else.

‘Sometimes, little pieces like these react unexpectedly.’

Kalian shook his head, considering it impossible.

‘If this page’s hero arrives, we’ll be able to respond accordingly.’

 

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