Chapter 290: Webtoon Special Edition – Extra 2 Transfer Student With Experience (2)

The seventeen-year-old girl now showed an overall maturity that already carried the bearing of a young woman.

That adorable-looking girl from the middle division was already in the upper division.

For this older brother, it was a very special feeling.

“Fuu…”

If it weren’t for the fact that right now I’m inside my younger sister’s body.

What the hell is going on? Why am I inside Shia’s body? Is this a body swap like the ones I’ve only seen in comics?

If we follow the cliché, then right now my body would have Shia inside it. If that’s the case.

“Ah… this is a problem.”

Thinking about my younger sister running into Marie and Erin and getting the shock of her life is starting to worry me.

Even for a man like Corin Loch, appearing naked in front of his younger sister is far too uncomfortable.

Well, for me too.

Taking a shower in the morning ahem. It’s not easy at all to wash my younger sister’s naked body.

Luckily, I have runes. By purifying the body with runic magic, a minimal amount of energy leaked out and I felt a slight dizziness.

For now, I’ll have to clean myself this way.

Why did my body swap with my sister’s? It’s not like I don’t have suspicions.

It’s probably because of the lamp Erin brought.

And since it’s the first day of the academic cycle, I can’t simply be absent.

Marie and Erin will notice the anomaly and find a way to fix this.

And I can’t ruin the academic life of my only sister. So for the time being, I’ll have to attend in her place.

I tie my hair up as usual.

The face that appears in the mirror is quite familiar to me. When I adjust the style to something similar to mine, it’s definitely obvious that it’s my sister.

In the mirror, my sister showed a wild smile.

“Shiaaaa! Aren’t you coming out yet!?”

“Ah, I’m coming.”

Well, I’m a great hero and the God of the Sun, so I can handle the pressure. But my sister can’t.

Leaving aside the fact that she’s my sister, Shia is just an ordinary girl her age.

The gazes she’ll have to endure will be far harsher than the ones I received.

“This is going to be complicated.”

After enduring the heavy entrance ceremony for new students, I was immediately called to the director’s office.

“Hohoho, welcome, Miss Shia.”

“Good morning, Director.”

I bowed my head to the kindly looking director.

“Hohoho, Miss Shia is very polite indeed. Just like the gentleman’s sister.”

Even a simple greeting receives exaggerated praise.

“Student Shia will be assigned to the special class. It’s only natural, being the gentleman’s sister.”

“There’s no need to worry so much about me.”

What pressure. My sister in the special class?

I don’t remember her studying that well.

“Hahaha, don’t feel burdened. It’s only natural. And, well, if you could pass along my regards to your brother.”

Director, aren’t you being far too submissive toward a mere student…?

Anyway, as I was told, I went to the special class, but the moment I entered the classroom, all eyes focused on me.

The students gathered here were children of influential nobles or high-ranking officials.

Among them, I—well, Shia—was fairly plain.

Although there’s no argument that the one with the strongest backing here is Shia, as the Hero’s sister.

Everyone observed me for a moment, gauging my reaction, but then returned to their conversations.

“Hi! I’m Leni. You’re the famous Shia Loch, right?”

“Well, the famous one isn’t me, it’s my sis—no, my brother.”

The one talking to me was a lively girl. Conversing with girls this age isn’t easy for a man, but recalling my academy days, I carried on the conversation as best I could.

“What? You like my earrings? Hahaha, how did you know they’re products from my territory?”

“Really? Are you flirting with me right now?”

“Do I want to go to a café after class? Sure. Do you have a diffuser in your dorm room? I’ll give you one. It’s also a product from our territory. Do you want to give one to your brother? You really know how to say sweet things.”

After talking for a while, it seems Leni grew fond of Shia.

Good, little sister, are you seeing this? Your big brother is raising your school life’s reputation.

“By the way, Shia, did you know that even though you’re the number one rookie this year, the boys also have an incredible lineup?”

“Hm? A list of the most handsome boys? If it includes men and women, I should be number one.”

“You’re very confident. Well, listen to this.”

Leni looked forward and pointed at a boy surrounded by several female students.

I recognized his light blue hair and pleasant bearing. Even I had to admit it—he was very handsome.

“Damn. Isn’t that my brother-in-law?”

I go to the south often. His face is very familiar to me. He said he would enroll in the Royal Academy this year, but I never thought he’d be in the same class.

“You have good taste. That’s Rovert Dunaleff, the prince of the Southern Potato Empire.”

“That’s not it.”

“Did you blush?”

Girl, that’s my brother-in-law. We’ve been like brothers since the middle division.

“They say the Dunaleff are practically the imperial family of the kingdom. I wonder how someone like that lives.”

How does he live? He likes potatoes and spends money. Other than that, he’s a simple kid for his age, similar to his sister Marie.

Now that I think about it, Marie told me her brother was in the middle of adolescence and that she was worried about him.

“Isn’t he too handsome? The Dunaleff house has existed since the founding of the kingdom. If you became his woman, you’d be the future empress of the Potato Empire.”

“…”

Even in the capital they call it the Potato Empire, huh.

And around him, eight out of ten are girls. The parents of those young women must have sent them to talk to him.

But I’m in my sister’s body, so there’s no such interest. And since he’s my brother-in-law, even less.

And Leni’s attention didn’t stop there.

“And look over there. He’s amazing too. Benjamin.”

“Who is he?”

I’ve heard in passing about the crown prince of the Great Eastern Empire, but that boy doesn’t ring a bell.

“He’s the son of Cardinal Haim Elharar.”

“Ah…”

He’s one of the few who survived Estelle’s purge.

When Estelle took control of the new religion, half of the cardinals were beheaded and the pope also died.

Haim Elharar survived because even Estelle considered him a clean and honest man.

And in this country, religious positions are often inherited by lineage, so it’s obvious his son would follow that path.

“Well, they all look good.”

I suppose that’s how youths from distinguished families are. In my early days, I was a fifth-rate student, so no one paid me any attention.

Amid all that, two youths caught my attention—a boy and a girl with black hair, extremely striking. No one approached them.

“What about those two?”

“Ah, you’d better not get close.”

“Why?”

“They’re from the north.”

Ah, that explains it. They’re not easterners, but they have black hair.

After the great war against Tates Valtazar, the northerners were divided into those who still live beyond the wall, and those who wanted to join the Kingdom of El Ras.

The semi-divine shieldmaidens who were their spiritual guides formed connections with me, and that’s how integration began.

“They said they received the title of Grand Dukes this year. Their names were…”

“Calcion Helgmund and Sinia Helgmund, right?”

“How do you know?”

They were from the Helgmund family, the one that, according to Brunhilde, would lead the north. Young, yes, but with enormous symbolism, inheriting the blood of the ancient warrior gods.

“Anyway, Shia, don’t get close to those savages. They say northerners eat people.”

“That’s prejudice. They may be rough, but they’re people like anyone else. I’ve exper— I mean, my brother has dealt with northerners and says they’re great warriors.”

“Hmm, still be careful. Rumors always have some truth to them.”

Leni didn’t pay much attention to my words. And well, conflicts between the kingdom and the north won’t be resolved in a day.

““……””

I felt the gaze of black eyes.

Seems they have good hearing.

***

The Grand Duke of the North, Calcion Helgmund, and his sister Sinia Helgmund carried their own expectations and hopes from the moment it was decided that they would study in the kingdom.

In the Solar War between the hero Corin Loch and the Demon King Tates Valtazar, their father, who had been the supreme chieftain of the North, lost his life.

Calcion took his place and fought fiercely to prove that he was his rightful successor, but when the war ended, the process of unification with the Kingdom of El Ras advanced.

Valhalla of the Shieldmaidens, the paradise of warriors and one of the most important beliefs of the North, was also being reconstructed by the Sun God, so for the northerners it was natural to join the homeland of the Sun God.

Receiving the title of Grand Duke at such a young age and having been baptized by the sole Grand Saint, Pope Estelle, was something good, but—

— The savages of the North are invading the capital.

— Ugh, the smell… they say northerners mix with beasts, right?

— They also say they eat people.

The old prejudices and contempt of the kingdom’s inhabitants had not changed.

“The conflict between the North and the kingdom is rooted in hundreds of years. It’s not something that can be resolved in one or two days.”

That was what Brunhilde, the leader of the Shieldmaidens, said when she recommended that they study in the capital. She told them to first learn about the kingdom.

That it was necessary to learn its civilization and culture, and to come to know one another.

Calcion objected.

“I don’t think the culture of the North is inferior to theirs. Those southerners are weak and fragile. We live in a harsh land, and that is why we are strong. We are not like them.”

That too was prejudice. Even as he protested against the kingdom’s prejudices, he himself held prejudices toward them.

Calcion knew it.

But even so, he wanted to believe that his people were not inferior to the kingdom.

Skjaldmær, the Shieldmaiden Brunhilde, patted his head and said,

“When you go to the kingdom, meet the Sun God of the new mythic era. You have much to learn from him.”

The Sun God.

The protagonist of the Solar War.

A hero who was once human, but who ascended to divinity with a mortal body.

Calcion had also participated in that war.

He had seen the battle between the Sun God Corin Loch and the God of Light Tates Valtazar.

That battle, fought atop a gigantic tree that reached the ceiling of the sky, could only be described as a clash between gods.

Even the northerners who witnessed it could not help but worship that divinity. Brunhilde insisted that he was the chief god who would guide unification in the new era.

That was why they had to go to the kingdom. So as not to be left behind in the era to come.

The decision to enter the Royal Academy coincided with the enrollment of the Sun God’s younger sister.

Brunhilde advised them to continue their studies there and build relationships with the kingdom’s principal families.

“….”

“….”

But even after arriving, the prejudices toward northerners remained the same.

As soon as the entrance ceremony ended and they entered the classroom, no one spoke to them.

On the contrary, their cold aura made others avoid them, saying they were northerners just as expected.

“Brother, Shia Loch is there.”

“I know.”

His sister Sinia looked toward where Shia Loch was, but neither of them knew how to approach her.

The nobles of the capital learned from childhood how to socialize and build connections.

But northerners, who only repeated battles and hunts while living day to day just to survive, were completely ignorant of academic matters.

Not even the fact that they were a Grand Duke and Grand Duchess helped with that.

Then they heard what a student named Leni was saying to Shia.

“In any case, Shia, don’t get close to those savages. Northerners eat people.”

Once again, those baseless rumors.

That’s how everyone in the kingdom is. They believe and exaggerate inflated rumors to their liking.

Even if she was the great hero’s sister, it would be no different.

“It’s prejudice. They may have a rough side, but they live like anyone else. What I’ve experienced… no, what my brother experienced with northerners, is that they were excellent warriors.”

“…”

“…”

Both of them looked at her in surprise that she would defend the northerners. There was no hatred or prejudice in her voice.

“She’s a bit… different.”

“Yes.”

At Calcion’s murmur, Sinia nodded silently.

***

The dormitories of the Royal Academy were not very different from those of the Merkabah Academy.

As befitted an educational institution with money, the standard rooms were single-occupancy.

For one person to use alone, they were excessively luxurious and elegant.

Although they said that, to foster student independence, personal servants and maids were not allowed, at this level anyone could live a luxurious life even alone.

“In my time, there was nothing like this.”

For someone born single who had gone through all-boys middle school, all-boys high school, the physical education department, and then the army, it makes one want to ask whether this really fosters independence.

“By the way, I wonder what Shia is doing.”

By now, she must have noticed that we swapped bodies.

Well, sooner or later Mrs. Josephine will come looking for me. To come from the south to the capital all at once, there’s no other option.

“Ah…”

Come to think of it, last night Mrs. Josephine, who brought Erin, said she would be away for a while. That she would go to the Great Eastern Empire, where Hwaran is.

‘Will I have to live in this body for a while?’

At this point, all that remains is to keep Shia’s school life intact. Make some friends, and as for studies—

‘I suppose there’s no need.’

Why would I study? In the end, the one taking the exams will be Shia.

“Should I do some exercise?”

My sister, like me when I was a knight, had some talent for knighthood.

These kinds of things tend to be strongly inherited by lineage, and it was said that among the ancestors of the Loch family there had been a few decent knights.

But, like me, who was barely fifth-rate, Shia’s physical abilities were nothing outstanding, and they were not enough to enter the Guardian Academy.

Still, if I strengthened her body, her school life would be more comfortable.

I wondered if there would be a place to train, and went outside. Five minutes later, I found someone unexpected.

A tall young man with aqua-colored hair, resembling his sister. My brother-in-law, Rovert Dunaleff.

“Good morning, brother-in-law. Please take good care of my sister.”

Even in the main house, he was an admirable and proper young man. This year he was entering the upper division, so it was an incredible coincidence.

‘Well, the Dunaleff family has three sons and four daughters. With that many, it was likely to run into someone.’

Still, seeing a familiar face, I raised my hand to greet him.

“He—”

I was about to call my brother-in-law when it happened.

“Young Master Rovert!”

A young woman clung to him. And she wasn’t the only one.

“Rovert! Let’s go eat dessert together!”

“Young Master Rovert will come with me, alright? Miss Viscountess, please withdraw.”

One, two, three—surrounded by numerous young women, the poor brother-in-law scratched his head with an awkward expression.

“Come on, come on. Don’t fight, let’s all go together.”

With an expression that seemed to emit sparkling effects, Rovert left laughing happily, accompanied by at least three young women.

“….”

My hand, raised to call him, fell limply.

Three? Three young women? Not even two… but three?

“What a shameless guy.”

I never imagined my brother-in-law hid a side like that.

I fell into shock.