How To Survive as a Crazy Prince

chapter 29



The next morning, at the front door of the dormitory.

“Shouldn’t the top student entering the armed forces department be unable to attend the entrance ceremony? Eugene.”

“sorry. Because I missed the train… … .”

“I hate to hear it! Excuses are a sin, Yujin-kun!”

Eugene was being scolded by someone who didn’t know if he was a housekeeper or a professor. As I was on my way to school, I watched the two from a distance from the front door.

“In the first place, I don’t like being a commoner! No matter how many troops there are, the better… … .”

“I admit I was wrong. But if I procrastinate here longer, won’t I be late for my first class?”

Yujin coldly said to the old man who started to say unsolicited words. Kkondae was taken aback by that determined tone and sharp eyes, then motioned for him to go, saying that he would watch from now on. Yujin bowed her head dryly and headed towards the teacher.

‘Compared to the original, the atmosphere has become somewhat calmer.’

In the original work, when Eugene was scolded for being late, he reacted in a fit of rage to that remark. In the end, the fight escalated and only calmed down after Proud intervened to adjust the situation.

‘Is it because the flow of the prologue is different from the original?’

I’m not sure what difference it makes to be told to change the world from me rather than from my father, but I felt like the current Eugene would be more communicative than the original. It is better to be somewhat realistic than idealistic.

“… … hmm.”

As I watched, my neck itched a little. I think the design of the knight academy’s uniform is neat and not bad, but it’s a bit cramped compared to the usual outfit.

“It’s so frustrating. The neck decoration is uncomfortable. Are you going to tear it apart?”

“I think it looks good.”

Katyusha, who had been silent, spoke very seriously. I liked the look of my school uniform.

“But it would be okay to tear it off. I think it would be nice to have a wild atmosphere.”

“No, just let it be.”

Katyusha’s reaction, which was unusually serious, was a bit frightening.

I would talk to Eugene during lunchtime or after work, and I went to class first.

‘A class on mana management. I wondered if there was anything I could learn, but I only learned things right away.’

It was boring. It was as if I was re-learning the subjects I had learned in the academy at school. I didn’t know that I would feel the harm of prior learning again here.

‘… … It would be impossible to focus in this state before the contents.’

Rather than the content of the class, what was more problematic was the attention from the surroundings.

All the students in the same class, male and female, were all looking at me. The moment our eyes met, he immediately averted his gaze, but after a while, he glanced back as if he couldn’t reap his curiosity.

It’s not just one or two people, but dozens of people, so it’s honestly hard to endure. To the point where I feel sick to my stomach.

“I understand how everyone feels, but I hope you pay attention in class.”

At least the professor knocked on the blackboard and said something.

“I sympathize. You are not a spectacle.”

To those words, Katyusha agreed. The classroom is agitated at the title of master.

“Katyusa, don’t call me Master in front of everyone. Rather, why did you follow the class?”

I thought it was natural because he was following me so confidently, but it was also strange. It’s as strange as bringing your little brother to school.

“It is to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances. It is to block the ignorant and cheeky group from approaching you in advance.”

“Is there anyone who would do that to the prince? And don’t call me the young master.”

Whenever the word “brother” is mentioned, the agitation grows. It’s a bit cute, but I can hear the same disrespectful conversation I don’t want to hear.

“However, calling me the crown prince somehow feels a bit distant… … .”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about before.”

“Wouldn’t it be too rude to call you by that name?”

“… … Katyusha. Has anything accumulated on me lately?”

The exciting gaze around them is enormous. Among them, there was a slightly familiar female student who was writing something desperately on a piece of paper with her eyes flashing. I can’t remember what kind of character it was, but I had a feeling that it would never be helpful to me now.

“Professor, I’m sorry, but I ignored the class… … .”

“Ahhh. yes. I have to go to class.”

The professor, who had forgotten about conducting the class and was staring at me, was startled and started writing something on the blackboard. Don’t forget your class either. A sigh came out of my mouth.

I expected a certain amount of confusion, but I didn’t know what it was like from the first class on the first day.

Class was barely over, and during the break, I sighed deeply and spoke to Katyusha, who was standing next to me.

“Katyusha. If you’re going to follow me around like that, then register yourself as a student.”

“Register as a student… … is it?”

Standing upright next to an attendant throughout class is no longer a requirement. The students in the back don’t do anything either. I didn’t see any complaints, though.

“I don’t want to study or anything like that now… … If you wish.”

There wasn’t even a very good reason. I thought there was some hidden grudge against the knight academy.

“If you go to the principal’s office and ask me to become a student, they will take care of it somehow. go.”

“It’s a bit unsettling to leave the young master alone, but if you ask me to do so.”

“Don’t call me Bocchan! I’m embarrassed!”

Katyusha bowed her head and left the classroom. I let out a deep sigh, the number of times I’ve had it today. As I glared at them, the students who had been looking at me hurriedly averted their gazes.

‘Not some kind of helicopter parent.’

It was the most embarrassing experience since being possessed by Mikhail. If it’s a fortunate part, is it that I felt a little friendliness rather than fear in the eyes of the people around me? Perhaps thanks to the confrontation at the entrance ceremony yesterday, there was no atmosphere of ridicule.

‘It would be better to have a slightly friendly image rather than looking too proud, but… … .’

I want to refrain from rumors about being embarrassed by the maid.

‘If you think about it, would it have been enough to just tell you to go back to the dormitory without having to ask you to become a student? I’ve become very soft.’

Perhaps, since Katyusha was by his side all the time, it seemed that it was rather awkward to not be there.

Even if he’s been annoying me a lot lately, he’s one of the few people I can rely on, so it’s hard to treat him harshly.

After sending Katyusha to the teachers’ office, I took a few classes.

Most of them were just reviews of what I already knew, but there was one class that was quite interesting.

‘I thought I’d say something stupid because it’s alchemy, but it’s surprisingly good.’

It was an alchemy class.

Alchemy wasn’t really teaching or researching how to make gold. It was just a name because it started with the goal of making gold, and the actual content was similar to a kind of chemistry.

‘The recipe for gunpowder is organized quite systematically. Wouldn’t it be alright if I dropped the name pension soon?’

I was a bit worried about not knowing if mercury was still harmful to the body, but it was quite interesting anyway. It was a good class to see how far Sangvis science had developed.

‘Even though it’s a relatively unpopular subject, it’s quite comfortable.’

There were few people there. There were some students who noticed my existence late and were startled, but they couldn’t even look at me properly, probably because they were all timid. Is it a common nerd type?

And among them, there was one girl who was so focused on the class that she didn’t even notice my existence.

A female student with a slightly frail impression with untidy, messy indigo hair.

‘Bernadette.’

She was the daughter of a fallen aristocratic family———the pushed heroine of the original story.

Alchemy class is over. The professor thanked everyone for paying attention and ended the class warmly with a smile. I was a little fond of the part that didn’t bother to flatter me or mention it.

‘Then let’s talk at least once… … .’

I checked Bernadette. Even though class was over, Bernadette didn’t put down her pen and was jotting down things in her notebook. It is a great academic fever.

‘Well, if you’re going to make it, that much is natural.’

I got up and went to Bernadette’s side. As soon as the other students finished, everyone left as if they were running away, leaving me and Bernadette alone. It’s just a good environment.

“Bernadette.”

I called his name, but no answer came back. He seemed so focused that he couldn’t hear any sound. It wasn’t offensive, and it was fun because I really wanted it to be the same as the original.

“Are you thinking of making a ‘Philosopher’s Stone’?”

“… … ?!”

At the word ‘philosopher’s stone’, Bernadette’s pen drew a long note. And then he raised his head and looked at me.

“Uh, how… … ?”

As the eldest daughter of a fallen aristocratic family, she entered a knight academy with abundant knowledge in alchemy with the determination to create the ‘Philosopher’s Stone’.

The reason is simple. It was to rebuild the fallen family. He is trying to revive his family by making a Philosopher’s Stone, which is said to be able to create infinite materials.

“Let me tell you the conclusion.”

I dream of her

“You can’t make a Philosopher’s Stone. No such substance exists.”

I destroyed it at the first meeting at the knight academy.

“… … .”

Bernadette blankly looked up at me. Then, he jumped up from his seat.

“I don’t know who you are, but you won’t know until you try!”

Then he pointed his finger at me and stuttered. Maybe he didn’t know that I was the crown prince, so he was faithful to the setting that he had no interest in world affairs.

“There is no such thing as a material that can create an infinite number of materials, based on common sense. You better stop chasing your empty dreams.”

“I was not fooled! I heard that the research on the Philosopher’s Stone is almost at an end. If you can take just one step from there, you can definitely make it!”

“It’s a fixed comment from scammers who say they’re making something. It’s almost over now, so I can’t let go of hope by saying that I just need to do a little bit. What are the people who said that doing now? I understand that he was arrested for fraud and is serving time in prison.”

“That, it is. that’s right It is not!!”

cried Bernadette. You won’t want to admit it. The reason why his family fell was because he invested in the Philosopher’s Stone, so it’s only natural.

“Even if you could make one, you wouldn’t be able to use it for the desire to save the family. Didn’t they say that the Philosopher’s Stone is affected by the user’s mindset?”

“That, that. do it somehow If only I could make something like that trivial thing… … .”

“How long are you going to cling to the Philosopher’s Stone that ruined your family?”

“… … .”

Bernadette couldn’t answer and lowered her head. Then he staggered to his seat and buried his head on the desk. Judging by the shaking of her shoulders, she must be crying.

“Don’t cry. Bernadette.”

I think I said something harsh. But I couldn’t help it.

“Because you can make something far greater than a philosopher’s stone.”

Because Bernadette is not a talented person to waste time on.

“Huh… … ?”

Bernadette, her eyes red, raised her head.


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