Everyone Said They Were My Lover in a Dream

Princess Cladia

“The Academy… a name I miss so much.”

The Empire’s princess, Cladia, was intoxicated with nostalgia.

We met here that day.

I simply saw him as a talented student.

I thought he would be helpful in surpassing Aurora and gaining complete control over the Empire.

…Did I see him as a mere tool even then?

Not for a single moment did I regard him as an equal.

I never imagined he would meet such a fate.

After driving out Aurora and seizing the Empire, my vision became clouded.

I didn’t like him.

I obtained the Empire because of him, and I conquered the Republic and devoured the continent because of him.

The Empire returned because of him, and everything became possible because of him.

But I didn’t know that.

How foolish of me.

Until the very end, when he was cast aside.

Until the day he was cast aside and died, I thought of myself as a foolish and incompetent empress.

A girl who doesn’t deserve to have such concerns…

But everything will change.

The chance given to me by the gods.

In this life, I will live to repay him.

“Your Highness, the Princess, I greet you.”

A small girl suddenly appeared before me and greeted.

If it had been her, I would have wanted to hold her tight and say “waralala” because she was such an adorable girl on the outside, but inside she was an aged sage, the head of this academy, Beatrice.

“Greetings have been made. It’s rather unexpected for you to come all of a sudden, my apologies.”

If you knew that, then why did you come all of a sudden!

Beatrice wanted to say, but she forced herself to smile brightly.

“It’s alright. After all, this academy is sponsored by the Empire.”

“At the same time, we receive support from the Republic as well.”

“That… don’t worry about it. I didn’t come here to discuss political matters.”

Then why did you come!

Even within the Empire, she is a princess who is entangled in the issue of the crown prince and the heir.

She wouldn’t have the leisure to come to the academy.

“Just one. A student who is causing me concern.”

“A student… you say?”

I heard that she was absorbing countless talents in order to overpower the influence of the crown prince.

I was planning to attend the academy for a while next year as well.

But to suddenly come to the academy because of one student?

It doesn’t seem like a good move considering how the crown prince might react.

I don’t know. I really have no idea what this woman is thinking.

“Secretary Grandgignol.”

The head’s forehead wrinkled at the name uttered by the princess.

Viscus? Isn’t that the student of the Marquis who the Saint asked to attend class with her earlier?

There’s nothing particularly unusual about Viscus. He’s just a lucky and ordinary student. Why is the Princess showing such interest in him?

“I can tell by your expression that you know something.”

Oh. Did it show that much?

“I want to meet that student for a moment. Can you arrange a meeting?”

“Well….”

Arranging a meeting is no big deal.

In the first place, who would refuse when the Princess wants to meet someone?

Except for the daughter of the Chancellor or the Saint, they might refuse, but apart from those two rare cases, they would come running right away.

But why him, of all students?

Is there something I don’t know?

Beatrice was confused.

She wondered if her intuition, honed over many years of observing students, had gone rusty.

“It’s a request. I’ll use my personal funds to supplement this year’s academy grant.”

“No, there’s no need for that!”

This is the reaction from that staunch Princess, Cladia?

Beatrice was becoming more and more curious about this student named Viscus.

“For now, please come inside. I’ll have the student called through the broadcast.”

* * *

Through the broadcast, Beatrice told Viscus to come to the Chancellor’s office and offered a seat of honor to the Princess.

The Secretary, who never seemed to arrive no matter how much time passed.

“Chancellor, why isn’t he here?”

Princess Beatrice, known for being emotionless and rigid, could sense through the trembling hands and dilated pupils of the princess that she was experiencing severe panic.

“Has he disappointed the princess? I should go and ask for forgiveness now…”

Am I really seeing this correctly?

Is the princess showing such a state because of one man?

What kind of person is this Secretary anyway!

Is he using some kind of hypnotic magic?

Knock, knock.

“Chancellor, it’s Secretary Grandguignol.”

“Oh!”

Upon hearing the voice of a male student from outside, the princess took a deep breath and straightened her clothes.

Even though she’s called the Iron Princess, she was once just a young girl.

No one else but me has seen the princess in this state.

I need to erase this image from my mind quickly. Especially since the princess seems likely to become the next Empress.

“Let him in.”

“Understood. Please come in, Secretary.”

Princess Beatrice nodded to the princess and called out to Secretary Grandguignol in a loud voice.

Creak.

The door slowly opened, and Secretary entered the Chancellor’s office.

Beside him, another female student stood with her arms crossed.

“Ahahahaha… I’m sorry, Chancellor. I was planning to come alone, but my friend insisted on coming with me…”

The secretary feigned a bitter smile.

Miss A.

Why did she have to come with some other female student just when I called for her because of the princess?

What a guy…

Wait a minute.

That female student… why does she look familiar?

…Damn it.

“hahahaha, Chancellor. I’m sorry about this. She’s someone precious to me, you know. I couldn’t send her alone because I’m responsible for her protection.”

Why even Sofia Loubellion?

The Chancellor was now thoroughly confused by the situation.

“…But why is the Empire’s princess here? I thought the Chancellor had something to discuss with our secretary.”

Sophia’s face twisted upon seeing the princess inside the room.

“Sophia de Loubellion? What brings you here after four years? To see our secretary?”

The princess, who had brightened up upon seeing the secretary, frowned at the sight of Sophia, who had followed behind her.

“To see him? That’s a strange thing to say. This guy is my secretary.”

Sophia pulled the secretary towards her and embraced him.

“He has nothing to do with someone like you.”

Kwoong

The temperature in the Headmaster’s office dropped rapidly, and the surrounding magical energy began to fluctuate.

Oh my, damn it.

She was an exceptional sorceress, skilled enough to ascend to the 8th Circle, but she couldn’t help but feel intimidated by the confrontation between the two young girls.

“Hah, it doesn’t matter, huh? Is it because you’re just a country bumpkin from the Republic that you have no manners?”

What the hell! The princess is only in the 6th Circle!

Why does she have stronger spatial control than me!

And how is it possible for her to have such enlightenment at such a young age?

She was just a bewildered Headmaster standing by the two regressors.

But to her surprise, even the princess, Cladia, was here.

Biesus was shocked in a different way.

Did all three heroines dream about me? Or is this just absurd?

It’s one thing for other heroines, but why is Cladia, who should be in the imperial capital, here!

She doesn’t even know my name!

Thud.

The momentum of the two girls collided, and the walls of the Headmaster’s office began to crack.

Biesus looked at the Headmaster in astonishment, but he remained frozen, unable to move a muscle.

Why are you so incompetent, Headmaster! You’re in the 8th Circle! Do something!

Thud, thud.

Biesus thought that if she stayed like this, it would be a disaster.

It wouldn’t be surprising if a proxy war between the Republic and the Empire broke out right here, right now.

I was engulfed in the battle between the two transcendent beings and turned into a pool of blood!

He realized that he had to do something, anything.

Anything. I have to do something.

But what can I do when I haven’t even properly obtained the Hidden Pieces yet?

What can I do?

aaargh!

Vyseus ran between the two girls, spreading his arms wide as he shielded Sophia.

“Vyseus?”

“Vyseus…?”

Sophia was moved by his stance to protect her.

Princess, on the other hand, despaired as she saw his stance to protect Sophia from herself.

Vyseus conveyed something to the princess with his mouth.

We’ll meet later.

It was a sentence he devised to somehow postpone the meeting between the princess and Sophia and escape from the current situation.

Upon seeing that, the princess was able to regain her composure.

I see. You won’t abandon me!

It was all actions for the sake of the princess!

“Hmph. We’ll stop here for today.”

The princess regained her momentum and left the principal’s office.

“Phew….”

Seeing that sight, Secretarys relaxed and collapsed into their seat.

“Secretarys! My Secretarys!”

But immediately, Sophia ran up and embraced Secretarys.

“Whoa!”

“As expected, there’s no one but Secretarys! How dare weak and fragile Secretarys try to protect me!”

Although it was true that Secretarys was weak and fragile, it was a bit hurtful.

“Um… Sophia.”

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“I need to use the restroom.”

As Secretarys relaxed, an intense urge to urinate overwhelmed them.

“Oh. Yeah! Go ahead!”

Pitter patter.

“Phew… I thought I was going to die.”

Secretarys ran to the restroom, located a little further away, and stood in front of the urinal.

Drip drip drip.

Wow… I really thought I was going to die.

Wait, why is the princess coming out from there?

And with Sophia too!

“Secretarys. I understood what you said. Perhaps it means we should meet here alone, right?”

Damn, what a surprise!

Secretarys was startled by the sudden voice of the princess coming from behind.

But if he were to be surprised right there, he would have been scared to the point of wetting himself, so he was able to suppress his surprise with superhuman patience.

Wait, Your Highness, this is the men’s restroom?!

Secretarys barely managed to fix his pants and turned around.

“Oh, it’s been so long… my lovely Secretarys…”

He could see Cladia, her face completely flushed, covering her face with both hands.