Vampire Prince Trapped Into a Hunter

Chapter 56 – A VALIA SHOULD NOT BE UNDERESTIMATED

“Wow, the world feels like spinning.”

And I fell unconscious too.

“Arno!”

“Young Master Arno!”

Even Julian who had been preoccupied with playing flying shoes, immediately ran back to the surface so worried about my expression that was so helpless at that time.

However, the first to reach me was Abel who was at a lower altitude than Julian.

Rutiliana joined the crowd while giving me a cup of her anti-drunk potion.

Thanks to him, my feelings improved a little.

“Huh, I thought you were so lazy that you couldn't watch this boring exhibition. In fact you even have fun until you lose stamina.”

With her usual expression, Rohana Mabbell suddenly asked me to speak when my mind was not fully recovered from the dizzy.

If my head were not swaying, I would have avenged his insults.

But the Rohana Macbell giggled behind me laughing at my clumsiness in flying shoes because of my low dexterity.

“But it's not bad either.”

Rohana Macbell once again spoke with a strange smile on her lips.

For some reason that time, the smile that Rohana Macbell addressed to me was no longer seen as a mockery.

“Hei, Arno. Isn't your dexterity too low? How about a semester break you play at my house? I know a good training ground to train your dexterity.”

Julian offered me that.

Honestly, I was a little interested after seeing Julian's dexterity.

Most likely that the training ground said by Julian was good, it was proven that even Julian who launched’an could acrobatic in the air with ease.

But after some thought, is that really okay?

When it comes to where Julian lives, it means it is also the home of the current Indonesian President, Sam Gerfinda.

No, that's not what matters.

I know based on my family's report that Julian didn't get any ill-treatment at his house, probably because of the child's rumors.

That was why he was now banished to this academy to seek his own future by becoming a hunter.

I just don't want to if it's the worst possible thing I think of until it happens.

Don't let me think that I'm Julian's friend, the people in his house will also treat me as harshly as they treat Julian.

Frankly, even though I have tried my hardest to imitate the nature of Arno well, there are times when I fell flat.

I was just afraid that if that happened, I would accidentally break their hands and tongues for rubbing me not-not-behind, she said, then the problem grows longer with the president himself who will intervene to deal with the problem.

“Bby too. I happen to be on vacation later not yet know where.” will be

“Good! Yup! Arno, you promised. You can no longer withdraw your words later on yes.”

Please Julian to me.

What I thought could be the worst possibility, but now I am no longer a weak Viar.

If anything were to happen to me with the Gerfinda family, even if it was Mr. President, Grandpa or Mother would have gone to great lengths to save their only remaining heir.

Of course I shouldn't be too hopeful about it anyway because I know very well how they think and act.

If the problem is too big, then they will tend to cut the problem even if it has to sacrifice the fate of their own family members.

Look at what they did to Dahlia for example.

“But by the way, aren't all these inventions of Rohana Macbell's magic tools too advanced? Even if juxtaposed with the seniors, still no one would be able to defeat him.”

I can see how Rohana Macbell has grown the length of his nose thanks to Julian's praise of him.

“Is it really that great? Isn't that because our academy level alone is still an idiot?”

I'm just saying back then because I wasn't happy to see Rohana Macbell's happy face being praised.

But when I saw his expression return after saying that to her, I regretted it.

He instantly showed the puppy expsression that his master had left behind.

“But well, I must admit that among the level of idiots, the magic tool Rohana Macbell is indeed the best.”

-puak.

“Ouch. What are you doing, damn it?!”

“If you only want to mock, better just go there! Huuuuuu.”

And Rohana Macbell really did cry.

The cynical views of Julian, Abel, and Rutiliana immediately fell on me.

So, I'm the bad guy here?

I just meant to joke.

***

Since there was still about half an hour left before nightfall, I tried to look at the stands of the Seniors in other areas.

Yet beyond belief, there was absolutely nothing interesting that could match the level of the Rohana Macbell.

No, even I can confidently say that even Rutiliana's booth is better than theirs.

It was because the seniors during this time focused more on swordsmanship and battle magic branches.

It was rare for anyone to notice magic item art as well as the new student force this time around.

There was nothing interesting during my trip to visit the booth in the senior area so I just rushed back to the main square of the booth.

But suddenly, my attention was drawn to the announcement posted on the notice board.

It was regarding the results of the new student battle magic match.

It wasn't Jones Alphard's name as the champion one that caught my eye.

Come to think of it, it was natural for him to win that competition as the owner of the best battle magic talent in our force, the 1A2 sequence number one.

Perhaps, if you forget, there is not a single battle mage in our S class.

Exceeding the name of Jones Alphard, there is one name that catches my attention that is one of the names of participants who managed to penetrate the top eight, the owner of the number 1C19, Valia Alluguinnea, and others, one of my comrades-in-arms was like Erna at the bottom when I was a Viar at SMUT.

Not only me and Erna were apparently the ones who had developed, Valia who was always closed was also so.

***

Though I intend to rest all day today to welcome my competition against the seniors the next day, but my curiosity plus Julian's insistent mockery that says I'm very clumsy, it made me finally make a completely irrational decision to spend my precious time just playing flying shoes.

But what has happened cannot be regretted anymore.

I only immediately moved towards the dormitory once the sun had completely disappeared from the sky.

However, as if everyone was working together to not allow me to rest even a little, the disturbance came back.

“Ah, thank goodness, Arno. I can find you. Hurry, we need to hurry. Otherwise, our class will be penalized and the value in our transcripts will be threatened reduced.”

This time the disturbance once again came from Dillya Toxice.

“Hey, what is it? If you need help, don't you have to explain the problem first?”

“It... Otto screwed up his schedule. The phantoms of his paintings break free into the real world and wreak havoc on the new student magic tool booth. But take it easy, it's been handled well by Alvin and Jeremy.”

“If it has been handled well, then what is the problem?”

“That... Since the three men are now busy, now only two men in our force can replace Otto as a male representative following the art competition for our class.”

“What?”

“Since we can't get a president's son like Julian to do it, now all that's left is you, Arno. But Alvin told me that you are a good person who will definitely help anyone in distress, right? So you must want to help us to join this art competition, right, Arno?”

Alvin Hermes had once again put me in trouble without my permission.

But well, if it was indeed the real Arno, he would never turn down an offer to help a friend in distress.

But art?

I did enjoy watching the art show while Sunda Castle was still standing, but I was really clumsy if I had to practice it!

So, what do I do with it?