So I'm a Snake, Who Cares

Although unclear how much they were paid, this alone showed Roil Riddle's competence.

"Amain is..."

And another interesting fact.

"Undoubtedly a magic prodigy."

"Ah...!"

That composed and kind-looking boy who didn't take after his father.

Was indeed a magic prodigy rare even for Emerald School.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

"This is just my opinion, it doesn't affect admission decisions. Don't worry too much about it, hahaha."

Roil Riddle rejoiced, almost to the point of tears.

Zetarob smiled and thought.

'Well, his acceptance is certain.'

Amain Riddle.

Continue your saga on

Confirmed admission to first year in the intermediate comprehensive course.

'Who was next?'

Who was the student after Amain Riddle.

After sending off the father and son, Zetarob searched through the files again.

==

Emerald School teaches various subjects.

Future talents who will lead the kingdom must be well-versed in academics, arts, politics, and other fields.

But Emerald School basically seeks talents who excel in both literary and martial arts.

They also provide practical education in magic, swordsmanship, hunting, monster studies, archery, and more.

There are various special admissions to select students outside the regular quota, including those with special martial abilities.

However, few apply as martial arts specialists because Emerald School's standards are so high.

Ordinary talent cannot guarantee acceptance.

But this time the situation was a bit different.

The admission decision was made even before the interview.

'The Martein family's daughter.'

That Martein family. The family where the Tiger Viscount had ruled.

Although the Viscount died in the monster wave and much of his territory was devastated.

The Martein Viscount family was still powerful.

And rather, because of such tragedy, Rania Martein's admission became a foregone conclusion.

The protagonist of tragedy.

A noble lady who lost her mother in Greyrim's territory and her grandfather in the Martein territory where she had evacuated to.

Then suddenly became a likely heir to the Martein family.

The admissions office couldn't refuse. The donations they had received from Martein so far were enormous.

'Still, it would be nice if she showed something.'

Like Amain Riddle this morning.

Rania stood there with a slightly nervous expression.

She wore simple sleeveless clothes that a village boy might wear.

Though still short and not fully grown, her forearms and fists were covered in scars.

Scars that all Martein warriors carried.

Two knights accompanied her.

"Young lady, don't be nervous. Just do as you usually do."

"If you pass, you can stay here in Solion Impel."

Oliver and Jarain, were they?

They seemed quite close.

From what I heard, Rania Martein's chances of inheriting the viscount title weren't very high.

"I'm ready."

"Oh, show us then."

Until then, Zetarob hadn't expected much.

When Rania clenched her fists and let out a battle cry.

"Haap!"

A gust of wind blew.

Rania's skin turned slightly red.

That appearance of emitting fighting spirit while her hair fluttered was clearly...

"B-Burst Combat Technique!"

The Martein Viscount's signature skill.

'Burst Combat Technique'.

Rania Martein had actually mastered that skill.

This alone was enough to tell.

'Another type of genius.'

She should have been accepted even if she wasn't from Martein.

Now he understood why she applied as a martial arts specialist.

He met two accepted students and two geniuses in one day.

Zetarob smiled brightly, then his expression hardened again.

Looking at the time, it seemed he had one more interview to conduct.

Moreover, for this interview, instead of the interviewee coming to him, Zetarob had to go find the applicant himself.

Though he didn't like the situation, there was no choice.

'What time was the carriage to the palace?'

Zetarob pondered this while praising Rania with a smile.

==

Crackle, crackle.

The sound of the campfire was atmospheric.

I was nestled in sleeping Langrey's arms.

"Hmnya."

She talks a lot in her sleep.

Still, fortunately she didn't use me as a pillow.

Sigh.

Escaping from Wyvern Queens in a storm-swept magical realm must have been quite an adventure.

I'm really glad I was in the spatial storage instead of seeing it directly.

The spatial storage was more comfortable than expected. I was relieved thinking Isil must be doing well too.

Hang in there just 15 more days, Isil.

15 days have passed since I started evolving.

By the time Heilit took me out of her spatial storage backpack, we had already left the wyverns' territory.

She's certainly a human with remarkable skills.

I don't think I could have escaped.

'I hope Wyvern Mom and Chugota didn't fight too much.'

They probably had an intense battle.

But it probably didn't go to the death.

After all, I'm just a dead child, and Wyvern Mom has triplets to protect.

Luckily, we managed to successfully escape to this place.

Moreover, Heilit was taking me to Solion Impel.

I had wanted to visit there anyway, what luck to have such an opportunity.

I'm not sure how to open the royal bank's vault.

Heilit, this human, might help me if I asked.

'I can't believe she didn't recognize me.'

It was shocking.

I thought she recognized and saved me.

But that wasn't it. She treats me as a 'crystal-covered wingless wyvern cub taxidermy.'

Why do I feel betrayed?

I shook off these idle thoughts.

Let's think about this later,

For now, let's focus on evolution.

Recently, the awaited message rang out.

「Evolution process has reached halfway.」

「Trait 'Crown' evolves into 'Royal'.」

I am now royalty.

To be precise, a prince.

[Little Prince Serpent lv1]

[Title] Ouroboros, Heart-eating Snake

[Traits]

[Indomitable], [Perseverance], [Royal]

My body changed a little.

According to Pelerian, I still don't look alive, but the contents within the crystal have solidified more thickly.

That terrible woman Heilit shook me violently before.

Yet I still don't look alive apparently.

[Skills]

▸ Crown

[Steal lv4]: Elastic Burst lv1, [Overcome lv2], [Dominate lv1], [Connect lv1]

▸ Magic

[Intermediate Element]: Fire lv1, Earth lv1, Water lv1, Wind lv2

[Invisible Hand lv15], [Lightweight lv5]

▸ Techniques

--

I became able to use magic.

However, I lack mana to use crown skills, so I still don't dare use the Crown of Connection.

If possible, I'd like to escape from Heilit too...

"Who's there!"

My heart nearly dropped.

Heilit jumped up.

With me tucked under her side, one hand went to her waist.

Then, from behind nearby trees, humans revealed themselves.

Their numbers exceeded ten.

"Hehehe..."

They all had rough appearances.

I thought they might be bandits, but.

"You bastards!"

Heilit was very pleased to see them.

"Did you come to welcome me!"

"Hahaha, we came out after hearing the Guild Leader was coming."

The rough-looking men were all hunters.

Moreover, they seemed to be Heilit Langrey's subordinates.

"We'll be in the city in just one day, why bother."

"It's been a while. What's that?"

"Oh, this?"

Heilit held me up high.

"I brought back a treasure!"

"Woaaaah!"

The hunters gathered around.

They all praised my appearance.

"Wow, what material is this? It's crystal, but doesn't seem like ordinary crystal?"

"It's a deformed wyvern cub that died in Heaven Defier's dungeon. Seems it got caught in a crystal petrification trap."

"Ah, that rare trap that turns things into crystal statues!"

"It's hard to see clearly because it's opaque, but if you look carefully, the inside is really creepy, isn't it?"

"Exactly. Isn't it amazing?"

"Yes! It's incredible!"

Their praise is excessive.

The admiration goes on endlessly.

To be honest, it doesn't feel bad.

Am I the weird one?

'Ahem, hem.'

Don't handle royalty so casually.

And several hours later.

I made my grand entrance into Solion Impel.

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