The Ice Line's

Chapter 7: Nobility

four male and one female students came up to us both, bullied us and forced us to leave this table.

The five students. In fact, he had insulted Chiva with the name "Lord of trash". I don't know who these five people are, but their behavior is clearly very incompatible with ethics and manners. As I stood Chiva held my hand and he shook his head, it seemed like he did not want any commotion in the canteen. Well, I did too. I'm just a newcomer so it's very inappropriate that just coming has caused trouble.

“It's rubbish! Friends with immigrants from the lowly!” Ejek is a blonde student with the name written on her uniform "Rovka Zivanna". Four other disciples also mocked Chiva with insults. In fact, they also mocked me as a babu disciple.

“Totally...!” My hands released ice energy as they continued to insult me. Chiva who saw my hand let out ice energy asked me to be patient and let them go.

I can't accept them insulting me by calling me a babu student. However, Chiva tried to make me patient and not rash.

the five disciples left before leaving they one by one hit Chiva on the head and finally left.

Chiva's face looks very depressed and unlike before who is always cheerful and excited.

I asked Chiva why he let them do that to him. In fact, no other disciple had intended to help him other than me.

“Chiva, why did you let them mock you like that?” I asked while paying attention to the look of the face that continues to be moody after being ridiculed.

Chiva sighed and spoke, “Actually I come from a noble family that is not very connected to the royal lineage directly. This school is also more people who come from famous noble families such as the Zivanna family who are direct descendants of the Setavia royal family,” he said in an expressionless tone.

After hearing the explanation from Chiva I started to think. That, this academy is indeed full of arrogant upper-class students. They will clearly show a feeling of superiority when meeting someone they consider to be weaker as well as of a lower degree. Including me.., they insulted me because I did not come from any noble family, they also insulted me as "the disciple of babu". Shit, it seems like people already know that I am Alissa's slave. But how did they know?

“Don't think too much of Kivasta, just let them go and get tired of their own deeds. Now we just eat our food before the next lesson starts.”

Chiva and I ate the food quickly so as not to be followed by the bell. I finished the food the first time. Chiva finished his meal too.

I followed Chiva to the cafeteria table and gave the dishes we had eaten to the canteen guards.

The clink of the bell rang indicating that it had entered the next lesson session. Then Chiva and I walked quickly to our classroom, climbing the stairs to the second floor. After walking for a while we arrived in front of the open classroom door. We went in and luckily the teacher still hadn't gotten into the classroom. Chiva and I immediately climbed up the stairs to our table which was behind the top. Then we sat down, obviously we were sitting next to each other.

Moments later a male teacher wearing glasses and elegant black clothes came to the classroom carrying one book. Then he stopped in front of the teacher's desk, placed the book on the teacher's desk.

The teacher greeted all the students. The students returned the greetings of the teacher. Just as he was about to start the lesson, he asked about who the new student was in this class.

“Before we start, I heard there is a new student here..., who is the new student?” Ask the teacher while holding the chalkboard.

I raised my right hand and stood up, “I! My name is Kivasta Ekova Lanhamr from Alvia!” I introduced myself to the teacher.

“Oh so you whose name is Kivasta, do not disappoint me in this class..” he started the lesson while writing something on the board with white chalk.

I don't understand what he means "Don't let me down in this class". But, well just look what he will teach later.

“Arrghhh.... There is magic why there must be physics?!” Grutu Chiva while laying his head on the table while looking at the blackboard. It seems Chiva dislikes this lesson so much, to the point that she complains like that.

“Why don't you like this lesson?” Ask her.

“It is, why the heck should bother learning kek gini if there is magic,” he replied while grumbling.

“Everything needs a principle, magic is no exception.... Maybe physics will make magic more efficient,”.

Through the words of the male teacher I can guess. Most of the students here don't like physics. Obviously because the physical formula is difficult to understand, I only understand some of the formula....

“Oh yes, whose teacher's name is Chiv?” My toot.

“Hendry Morgan's.... Commonly called Mr. Hendry,” he replied lethargicly.

“Oh...”.

I don't know what else to say against this kid. Instead of me getting into trouble I better pay attention to what is plastered on papa write and listen to Mr. Hendry.

I pay close attention to the formula on the board.... The formula was discovered by scientists in Alvia and several other desert lands. It looks like the science has been incorporated into the curriculum of this academy.

If I think about what Chiva said about the function of physics in magic. It was curious, because I had never tried to combine the concept of physics with witchcraft before.... Maybe I can try it later.

The short story lesson was finished during the day. We also left class. I walked out of the academy building towards the large field. I sat on a wooden chair that looked beautiful and elegant like a noble chair, even though it was actually just an ordinary chair.

A while later someone came to me. Who else if not Chiva who from the beginning was familiar. He sat next to me with bread. He offered me bread. However, I rejected his offer

He ate his bread until it was finished. Then I asked him, “Chiva, what are the names of the people who mocked you in the cafeteria?”

Chiva turned to me as he swallowed his bread, “They are, Rovka Zivanna, Gevario Ounata, Zhela Festania, Kylian Aliva, and Neka Ventova. They are all still one close relative with the main royal family, especially the Zivanna family,”.

“Oh so yes, so they are candidates for the throne?” Ask again.

“You could say so anyway.... Want bread?” He answered while offering his bread.

“No thanks.”

A few footsteps were heard behind us. The footsteps were clearly heard by more than one person, we turned around and saw who it was....