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EVERYONE was standing with their faces twisted and crumpled with the culture shock of how their instructor address them.

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With the attained composure, the young nobles started to act like a foolish egotistic human being that they are.

"How dare you talk to us like that! You're just a lowly instructor!"

"Did you just call us... sh-shi... Anyway, DID YOU JUST INSULT US?!"

The burning hatred seems to arise to the young nobles men who hadn't got a taste of talking down from a lower rank. They fume, as Sir Bern just picked his ears seemingly not listening to their cheap talks.

He begins to answer them with indifference.

"Don't you know that when you got admitted to the academy, your status doesn't get you anywhere here?! What will you need here is how strong you can be!! Status? F*ck that! If you guys weren't born with your noble's parents, you lot are nothing but trash!"

"Wha-what did you say! I'll complain this to the headmaster!" Said the guy who's pointing his finger to sir Bern.

"What? You'll go to the headmaster with your tails between your legs and tell stories that I bullied you or I'm not fit to become your instructor?!" Bern said while sneering.

"Ye-yes! We'll complain about it to him! This is not an act of an adult!" Said the student who got intimidated while arguing with sir Bern.

"You lot are just some shitty brats that relied on their families' statuses but hadn't gone anywhere with your own ability. If you want to complain then Go!" Bern scratches his head, like what his doing was too annoying for him.

"Those who don't want to become my students, get the hell out from my sight! Those who have brains and want to continue with me, then prepare to be tortured by my training!!!" He yelled again, and some students begin to walk away from the crowd.

After some noble students walk away, only 12 remain. It was Evelyn, Cathy - the orange Bob hair girl, and the other noble young men.

Including the second Prince, Adley Athelstan Clyde von Langton. A blue hair with the symbol of the royal family, their emerald eyes.

There is also, the first Prince of the Kingdom of Perspiru, Silvester Aud Ramond von de Serille. A black hair dude with blue eyes.

At first, Evelyn didn't notice that the two other male leads are his classmates because of the crowd that surrounded them. But now that only a few were left to the number of students who will be able to get the subject, she immediately notices because of the mysterious aura that every male lead she encounters has.

Evelyn clicked her tongue in irritation.

"Now, you brats that stay, you should've prepared yourself for my training. I don't want to hear any complaints while you're performing the drill that I will bestow... Now go run 200 laps in this Arena. Goo!!!" Bern said and he left to the shaded part of the arena, and he sits there with his arms resting on top of his forehead.

The remaining students looked bewildered but soon, started to run in the oval, arena of heroes...

***

Meanwhile...

A table full of pastries where it was placed inside the ornamental gazebo located at the beautiful main garden of the Academy, and the surrounding blooming orchids, roses, carnation, and tulips were planted, giving life to the vast garden was having a visitor. The ladies who wear their beautiful one-piece blue pale dress that goes to their knee was having a cheerful chat with each other.

Their topic? The famous candidate for to the Crown Prince fiancee, Lady Evelyn of the house of Duke Emsworth.

A rumor has started to form in the tea parties of the young noble ladies who were gathered at the main garden of the St. Prisch Academy.

The one who started the talk was the pink hair girl with her blue eyes shining splendidly.

"Did you know what happened?" The lady with the pink hair said.

"Oh... Are you talking about that?"

"Shhh... Of course, I'm talking about that. But I think if I told you this, Lady Evelyn's reputation will be harmed" she said looking innocently and contemplating to decide like an adorable child.

"Oh... don't worry Lady Elise, everything you know, we also knew it. So, please do tell." The young nobles' eyes, sparks like a hunting predator when they heard about Elise confession that the current leading candidate, Evelyn has something that can harm her reputation. They smiled from ear to ear.

"Th-then... I'm just going to tell you this about Lady Evelyn's misbehavior." Elise said while she acts like she's concerned about Evelyn's reputation.

"I heard from the other candidates that they saw Lady Evelyn having an affair."

*Gasp*

Everyone acted like they were shocked but they're actually trying to prevent themselves to clap because of happiness.

"What, are you sure about that?" Asked the girl, who doubted Elise confession.

"I don't know... Still, there must be something. Rumors have a root cause, and it's true that Lady Evelyn's escort calls her without a title but with a nickname!"

"Gasp! How vulgar!"

"So lady Evelyn is playing with fire."

"I thought that she behave during the last year but little did we know that this is her true colors... Disgusting!"

"How can she do this?! What about the Crown Prince's reputation!"

The ladies started to openly criticize Evelyn.

They whisper amongst themselves giving their opinions like their the judge of the century.

And amongst these ladies, one person was hiding her smile through gritting teeth. It was the pink hair girl, who acted innocently in front of the noble ladies.

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*huff *huff

"I can't anymore... This is... *huff* the longest time *huff* that I run *huff*..."

Said the students who plopped down in the dirty hard soil after running his 75 laps.

"I give up... *huff *huff." said the other student who looked like he just takes a shower with all the sweats his training clothes had.

The remaining 12 students begin to feel exhausted with the continuous running in the arena. One by one they fall out of their knees and laid on the ground.

Meanwhile, Evelyn is still running without taking a break. It was easy for her as his father was a spartan at teaching her the basic physical training.

She also ran 200 laps in their estate so it was an easy peasy win for her.

After 3 hours of running, only four of them finished the trial. It was Adley, the Second Prince of Livingstone. The first Prince of Perspiru, Silvester, and the count's daughter, Cathy. And lastly, Evelyn.

The 3 gasped for air, but Evelyn was still fine but pretended that she was also having a hard time.

Sir Bern walk to their location. He started to clap.

*clap *clap *clap

"Not bad for the first day. At least there are four people who look like worth teaching... Those who didn't get to complete their take will still need to do it until you finished it."

*huff *huff *huff

"Yey! We *huff* did it..." Said Cathy.

"Yes... I didn't know that my first class would be like this... Ha ha," a dry laugh escapes from Evelyn's mouth.

While the two were busy chatting, the other two students who completed the task came to them.

"Greetings ladies... I think this would be a good opportunity to introduce myself."

Evelyn and Cathy turn their heads and face the lad who spoke to them.

"... I'm Silvester. From the kingdom of Perspiru. I would appreciate it if you don't ask my last name." He smiles at them while he reaches out his hand to them.

'So your hiding your identity? Hmm. Okay! It's not like I care but WOW! He's handsome too! Is this really the power of being one of the male leads in this romance novel? D*ammit author!' Evelyn thought.

She then copied the hand gesture of Silvester and they both shake hands.

'Oh, this is unexpected. He didn't do the 'legendary backhand kiss' that most of the nobles do.' She thought.

"I'm Evelyn, I won't say my last name too Silvester, though I doubt it will last." She said.

"Is that so... Don't worry, I don't like prying into people's lives." He replied.

"What a coincidence! Me too... I found it unnecessary..." She smiled at the thought that theirs a normal person who don't like gossips.

"I'm Adley, you can call me that. And... can I call you Evelyn?"

She turns her head and she saw the blue hair with the royal family symbol, the eyes of the highest nobility. Emerald eyes.

She leans her body to greet him but Adley stops him from doing so.

"Please don't do that... We're classmates, no need for formalities."

"If that is your highness will, then I shall do so." She replied.

Evelyn hence stood up. And reach for a handshake. He grabs her hand and both sealed their agreement of talking informally.