I Am No King's
Chapter 1 - Not Running Smoothly
“With this, finally, we graduate from Exas High School. And I'm proud to announce, our High School is back to being the highest graduation rate in the kingdom of Bana’an. No need much longer, happy partying.”
“Yeah!” they responded with a rumpus.
Finally, Illuvia finished the opening speech of the party. This student, no! More precisely this woman, because we have officially graduated, has the full name Illuvia Nerras. She is the chairman of the Exas High School Student Executive Board and is one of the most popular schoolgirls in the school. Illuvia has the second highest value for theory class and the first highest for practice class. Coupled with the long shiny black hair that touched her hips and green eyes, all men as well as women fell for her. Not to mention the fact that he was a noble. Although I have to say in terms of physicality he is lacking, but his face is already compensating for that underdeveloped body.
People say he is a perfect figure without flaws, but I don't think so. I, who for almost three years was the representative of the Exas High School Student Executive Board, knew very well that he was not perfect at all. He's full of slackness. Revision. We know very well that he is not perfect at all. All the core administrators of the Student Executive Board, I as the representative, Arde as the treasurer, and Maila as the secretary, knew that. Yes, the three of us knew very well about all the flaws that the executive chairman had.
Exas has three executive body organizations each year. An executive body represents a single group. And of course, every year, the organization of the executive body of each generation has a patriot spirit to be the best in terms of academic and non-academic, defeating the upper and lower forces.
Illuvia finally got to our table, the core management desk of the 3rd class executive board of Exas High School. He sits on my right. The dress she was wearing tonight was really trying to expose her excess. She was wearing a purple channel dress with a hemisphere on the side, extending from her waist down, which was a major concern. On the other hand, the gap or exposure around the chest is very minimal. Yeah, really-ben–
“Gin, you just thought of something rude and indecent right?”
“Ung..
I could only silently respond to Illuvia's words. As usual, how could he read my mind?
“Hahaha, there is no need to ask anymore, Lugalgin definitely does it.”
Arde also joined nimbrung. Her blond short hair and blue eyes gave a positive and bright impression, like a noble. However, for some reason, just like me, Arde chose to use a simple dark gray suit and bow tie. Therefore, we both conspicuously at this party, where others actually appear extravagan.
“Hahaha, Already, there just date you guys, Lugalgin, Illuvia. Let the insult of Lugalgin stop.” Maila gave an additional statement.
“Ah—“
“No, thank you.” I cut Illuvia before she had time to give an answer.
Along with my answer, I could see Illuvia glum and hang her head.
I have not counted the number of times I have rejected Illuvia, either subtly or directly. There were many reasons why I would not accept it, but the main one was because he was a noble and I was just a commoner. I just want to live a normal life without the burden of duty as a noble lover.
On the other hand, Maila herself dresses east-style canal full of lace in the skirt. Unlike Illuvia who wore a dark dress, Maila wore a bright blue dress, the same color of hair that touched her back and eyes. Just like Illuvia and Arde, he was also a noble.
Only I, Lugalgin Alhold, of the four core stewards, am not a noble. The length of the story is how these three nobles can accept me, but it doesn't really matter for now.
“It doesn't feel like it's been three years since we entered this High School,” I'm trying to bring a new topic.
“And today, officially two years and eight months the four of us became members of the main executive body in class 49.” Arde added his statement.
“What a strange thing. Somehow an incompetent like me can enter Exas, then become a core administrator, and even graduate from this High School.”
“How many times have I told you, you are not incompetent!” Illuvia. “Even you are much more competent than everyone I have ever known.”
Illuvia kept glancing sharply at me with a gaze full of anger.
Well, he always showed me that look whenever I called myself incompetent. How else, I am indeed an incompetent, someone without controlling power.
“Illuvia is right, for us, you are the most competent person we can meet in this school.” Maila added Illuvia's statement.
“In fact,” Arde added. “Not just us, everyone in class 49 has admitted that you are the most competent person in dealing with problems that arise. Well, as long as it's not related to control anyway.”
“The last statement is unnecessary!” Illuvia and Maila immediately rejected Arde's statement.
“Iya, yes, geez.”
“Hahaha.”
I just let out a small laugh looking at the dialogue of the three of them. Ah, the High School period which is said to be the most beautiful times is over. We were finally released in the real world. Arde and Maila have been accepted to the top universities in the capital of Bana’an, Karia City. Illuvia itself is offered scholarships and employment at various universities and companies. However, to date, I have not heard his decision.
On the other hand, I have not been accepted at any university. None of the scholarships and internships I sent were accepted. Even though I already hold a letter of recommendation from the principal, but it seems useless.
“Don't worry, Lugalgin, there will definitely be a university or company that realizes how great you are.”
“True says Illuvia, Gin. Don't give up.”
“Ya, don't give up.”
All of a sudden Illuvia, Maila, and Arde gave me words of encouragement.
Is my mind clearly visible in their eyes? I was sure I didn't change my expression at all. If they are, they are likely to know. We've been together for almost three years, even though I didn't change my facial expression, somehow, they could figure out my thoughts.
There were actually many reasons and opinions I could issue to refute their optimism. However, I myself do not want to bother arguing and prolonging this matter, so I just agree with them.
“Yes, you're right. I just don't have to give up.”
Unlike school life where control is not too dominant, in the outside world, everything requires control. In fact, to become a public vehicle driver requires control. In other words, my future is not too bright.
Right now, the most realistic option for me is to continue as an antique seller. Items considered as antiques in this world are items that do not require control for their operation. I know antiques because mom and dad are trying to make it easier for me to live. I also often searched and bought antiques with private money, making me have a lot of connections.
One thing led to another, now I can make my own antiques. Well, I didn't make it entirely myself. I asked for help from my connections and acquaintances to supply the spare parts and parts. Then, I'll assemble it, make sure it works normally. In other words, I am one of the few people capable of producing antiques in this world. But of course, few people know my name.
My clients are collectors with thick wallets. And often, my clients are royalty. Even my loyal customers are royal princesses, princesses of empresses, not concubines. The first antique he wanted was a lantern lit with liquid.
The liquid used is called oil. From the history books, I read, before the control-based rotation engine was developed, many vehicles used oil.
Well, it's not important. And of course, no one knows about my relationship with the royal princess other than me.
“Ya, the important thing is just enjoy the party tonight.”
I try to shift my own mind.
***
“Gin, where are you going tonight?” Illuvian asked.
He was a noble, of course he was picked up with a sparkling luxury car. Unlike me who only uses electric motorcycles. Since I can't use a rotation machine, I have to make my own vehicle. For the design, I imitated it from a motorcycle that used to be called a naked bike.
“I intend to travel around the city. At least, until my motor runs out of half its power.”
Unlike the rotational engine that can continue to move as long as the user has stamina, my motorcycle is considered inefficient because the energy can be exhausted and then must be recharged. Already so, the way to charge it is very limited.
“Gin, sorry yes I can't help you get a job. You have helped me a lot over the past three years. I can't melt dad's heart.”
All of a sudden, Illuvia bent her body slightly.
I quickly advanced and established the body of Illuvia. I can't make a nobleman bend down and apologize to a commoner like me. Yes, I know my family, the Alhold Family, has a status equal to that of nobility. However, that doesn't apply to me because I'm an incompetent. Yeah, again, I'm just a commoner.
“It is precisely I who do not like if your father accepts me out of pity.”
“But..”.
“Already,” I tried to end this conversation. “Go home soon. Your driver's been waiting.”
“Ung, okay. I'm going home first yeah Gin.”
“Ya.”
I leaned back on the motorcycle while waiting for the car Illuvia was riding to disappear from sight. Eventually the car disappeared.
I wore a brown leather jacket over my suit, leather gloves, and a full face helmet. On a motorcycle, I left the High School, heading to the outskirts of Haria City.
***
I passed through the city streets nimbly without any significant obstacles. Maybe it's because it's late so I can drive through the streets without any distractions. It has been almost a round of the city I have filled, the power of my motorcycle has stayed half. Time to end this journey.
I pointed the motor to the right, entering the motorway. The toll road in this city is made not above ground, but as an overpass with normal roads below. To cut time and save more power, toll roads are the most appropriate decision. However, that decision I may soon regret.
Blarr Blarr Blarr
Suddenly, several large explosions appeared. The explosions appeared on the road I was about to go through, forcing me to stop. Without a second thought, I turned the motorcycle.
Whatever the story behind the explosion was, I didn't have to interfere. I don't want to be a witness. I don't want anything to do with the incident. Let's just say it never happened and leave immediately. However, it seems, my wish was not granted at all.
Blarr blarr blarr
Several other explosions appeared in front and destroyed the road. I had to stop my bike again.
Shit, the streets are ruined. There is no chance for me to leave this place. If only I had some control, I would have been able to make my motorcycle hover a little and pass through this crack in front of me. Unfortunately no! I have no controlling power! In other words, I'm done.
Blarr blarr blarr blarr
Explosion after explosion appeared. I pointed the motorcycle at the nearest light pole. Although this lamp will give me the spotlight like shouting “there are people here!”, but under the lamp post is attached a concrete pole that connects the overpass to the ground. Although dangerous by exposure, but this point is the safest from destruction.
“Hah, huh, hah.”
I heard something that wasn't supposed to come from halfway. The sound of a woman's breath cringing. And it's true. In the middle of the street, a woman stood. He has red hair. Not only his hair, his clothes were also red as if his body was burning. Plus his clothes that looked like they were floating strengthened if he was smoldering.
Let me revise. He was wearing a red tight-fitting outfit that covered his entire body except his face. Of course, the clothes showed her curves perfectly.
Although it looks sexy, tight clothing is a clothing commonly used by the military or police, called igni clothing. Igni are clothing designed to increase the power of user control. In addition, Igni materials are also made of special synthetic fabrics that are able to withstand high temperatures and bullets. The bullet in question is a blunt bullet used on a pistol or assault rifle, not a pointy bullet used by a sniper.
On top of the igni clothes, he wore a short-sleeved jacket and cream-colored shorts. On both her hands and feet, she stuck a long cloth like a scarf. The scarf floated around as if it was unaffected by gravity. The fabric must have been mixed with a material so that it can be controlled by the user.
But even more striking are some long and large objects that float around the woman's body. Near his shoulders and head, I could see a tank barrel hovering. Wasn't it! Not an! Nearby, there were five headless tanks, hovering.
Dar dar dar dar dar dar
The five heads of the tank opened fire at one location. My eyes follow the shot. In the distance, I saw several explosions in the air. In a short time, from the scene of the explosion in the air, it was seen that some objects were moving rapidly.
Blarr blarr blarr
Several explosions appeared in front of me which should have been where the red-haired female stood. He had already moved from where he stood to avoid the explosion.
Not that I could see, but I heard the sound of the wind and a slight reflection of light from some of it. I don't know what, but some of those things are after the redhead girl in front of me. Maybe, if it's concentration, I'll be able to see what it is. Might as well.
However, before that, what was with this fight? This place seemed to have become a battlefield. Explosions and damage everywhere. The red-haired woman continued to dodge the incoming attacks and opened fire towards the sky.
However, I felt that there was something strange about this woman. Not strange, maybe more familiar. Her red hair made me feel like I knew her. But he kept moving in the darkness of the night so it was hard to see his face. Almost all of the explosions that had appeared occurred behind him so as not to provide any lighting to his face.
If I wanted to concentrate and remember for a moment, surely the identity of this woman would have been clear to me. However, I have no intention of getting involved in this. So, I will not increase my concentration or look for it in my memory.
I was still sitting on the motorcycle, calmly looking at what was happening in front. Why am I calm? Let's just say my life wasn't easy.
However, still, a fight of this magnitude I have never faced. The most serious fight I've ever seen is gang war or mafia war. And let me just say, gang wars or mafia wars aren't this bad. The explosion wasn't this big. And the resulting damage was also not this big. I'll bet, the toll road far ahead there must have been destroyed like this.
From the physical damage, I can guarantee that this fight is far more dangerous than a gang war. However, of the fatalities, no.
Right now, I only have one wish. I hope the red-haired woman doesn't come any closer. If he doesn't come any closer, I can testify that I don't know who did it because the night was too dark for me to see. Well, this is the best option. But unfortunately, this wish of mine was also not granted.
Finally the woman moved right in front of me, highlighted by the light of the lamp.
“Eh?”
The woman gasped when she saw me.
He seemed to have realized my presence. Was he too focused on the fight in front of him so as not to notice anything else around? If so, then I can say he's too careless. He's not a good fighter.
However, what surprised me even more was that I finally saw this woman's face. And I know his face. Red eyes with sharp eyes. Thin lips that glistened in the light. Snow white skin.
“Mr Princess Emir?”
She is the Princess Emir, the princess of this kingdom, my loyal customer.
Seriate
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