How to Live Comfortably as an Abandoned Prince

Chapter 226. Representative Athlete of the Black Falcon Dormitory

Imperial Magic Academy Sports Festival.

According to the seniors, the sports festival was one of the representative events of the Academy.

It was held after the second semester midterm exams to improve students' unity and physical strength through competition with classmates.

"A sports festival... Certainly, just participating would be physical training."

Radel murmured in admiration.

It was indeed worthy of the Empire's best magic academy.

When people thought of magicians, they usually pictured weaklings.

Shut up in a dark room stirring a huge cauldron or waving a staff with a gloomy impression.

However, that was all in the past.

After Cromwell Bondis took office as the new principal of the Imperial Magic Academy, the magic world began to change in earnest.

Strong magic resides in a strong body!

Cromwell Bondis insisted that physical strength should be trained from student days.

It was understandable, as every year many magicians complained of pain due to accumulated fatigue from overwork.

They would often collapse just by using slightly powerful spells.

Because of a lack of magic power?

No.

What they lacked was physical strength.

Because of a lack of physical strength, concentration dropped, and even mental strength declined.

The only way to overcome that was consistent exercise.

Until now, magicians had ignored physical training, saying exercise was for those who used their bodies.

Cromwell started changing the Academy's school rules to change the magic world.

Then, visible results appeared in just a few years.

The number of Academy graduates who passed the Imperial Magician Qualification Exam to become high-ranking magicians increased explosively.

Cromwell didn't stop there and even created a sports festival at the Academy, and since then, the sports festival has been continuing until now.

He thought the school rule requiring students to take one physical training subject each when registering for courses was decent, but to think such a competition was prepared.

'Do we do short-distance running or relay races?'

Radel recalled the sports festival events he knew.

Group jump rope, tug-of-war, or ball games seemed likely.

Perhaps guessing Radel's mind, Shartea, who was reading documents, spoke up.

"It might be very different from what you think."

"Yes?"

"It means it's far from the real physical training knights do."

When Radel looked puzzled, Fation grinned and said.

"It's troublesome if you forget this is a Magic Academy. All events are related to magic."

"Right. And it's a competition between dormitories. Of course, the dormitory that wins the sports festival gets a prize too!"

Anesha also added excitedly.

From Combat Magic to Alchemy, there was one event for each of the five majors, and students participated by selecting dormitory representatives.

The winning prize was a charm potion made by Professor Cailin.

It was also an item that was popular during the spring festival.

Radel also had a bottle of charm potion because he received first place by making the Supreme Deity 3-piece set last time.

Since he had no occasion to look charming, there was no particular use for it, but...

He thought it would be good to sell it later at the Academy black market.

The charm potion was so popular among the 4th-year seniors that there was constant demand.

Since it was a potion personally made by Professor Cailin, it couldn't be obtained outside either.

"This time, I'm also a bit serious. Because there's a workshop I really want to work at when going out for major practical training."

Anesha's eyes shone.

"Is there such a thing as major practical training?"

"Yeah. You can apply if you get permission from the professor in charge."

It seemed seniors sometimes went out for external practical training related to their major.

Fation also nodded.

"Major practical training... Many applied last year. If you go for practical training, it substitutes for classes."

Fation joked that for him, who was a double major, major practical training was no different from a ray of light.

Of course, not all students could do practical training where they wanted.

It meant that to work at a popular place, one had to be selected through an interview.

Since there were many nationally famous workshops in Marcellent, Alchemy majors engaged in fierce competition every year.

"You will surely be able to obtain the charm potion, Senior."

"Yeah, I will! Even if I don't know about other things, I'm quite confident in the Alchemy three-legged race."

"Alchemy three-legged race?"

"Yeah. It's an Alchemy event in the sports festival."

When Radel asked back at the name of the event he was hearing for the first time, Anesha explained kindly.

The name of the Alchemy event was the Three-Legged Potion Run.

Only Alchemy majors could participate, and it was said to be a race devised directly by Professor Cailin.

Literally, two people formed a team, tied one foot together, and ran to pass obstacles.

The obstacles were none other than potions.

"Potions are placed in the middle, and you have to discuss with your partner to decide who drinks. You can't pass without drinking."

The problem was that one couldn't know what kind of potion it was.

Thanks to that, after drinking a potion in the obstacle section, one might become slower or lose a sense of direction.

It was common for a team that was ahead to fall behind by choosing the wrong potion.

Besides that, various events were prepared, such as soccer with tamed magical beasts, a rowing race crossing the lake by making a boat with Transmutation Magic, and a combat magic duel by drawing lots.

"Radel, this time you'll have to select athletes seriously. Because the sports festival is a competition between dormitories."

Fation said with a smile.

It was a smile that said he wouldn't go easy just because they were first-years.

'He's quite serious.'

For Senior Fation to be like that.

Radel intuitively felt that the sports festival was not an event that would just pass by.

* * *

The lobby of the Black Falcon Dormitory.

'So there was a reason Senior Fation was serious.'

Radel could understand why Senior Fation spoke as if he wouldn't go easy.

Seeing Professor Marianne with a cold expression standing in front of his eyes, he would have done the same.

Professor Marianne looked around the first-years with sharp eyes.

"The reason I called you is because of the sports festival that will be held shortly."

Most students lacking confidence in physical strength swallowed hard. Because Professor Marianne's expression was too scary.

Marianne recalled the professors in charge of other dormitories in her mind one after another.

Cailin, who was hateful for only caring about money while being a magician, Lilian, who annoyed her constantly asking for a fight, and even Professor Thomas who was lukewarm about everything.

It was obvious how much they would inwardly enjoy it if the Black Falcon Dormitory she was in charge of didn't produce good results.

It was something that should never happen.

As long as Marianne had her eyes wide open.

Since there were few occasions for first to fourth years to gather and compete together, the sports festival had long become a fight where the honor of the dormitory professors in charge was at stake.

"I don't know about other things, but I think our Black Falcon Dormitory must unconditionally win in the Summoning Magic event. Does anyone have an objection?"

At Professor Marianne's fierce gaze, all the first-years shut their mouths tight.

There was no first-year oblivious enough to bring up useless talk here.

"None. I'll take it that everyone agrees. It would be right to select through a meeting among yourselves, but for the Summoning Magic event, I will specially recommend the athletes."

So she already had people in mind.

Radel nodded inwardly watching Professor Marianne call the names of representative athletes one after another.

They were all athletes who had contracted with more than two types of spirits and showed outstanding prominence in summoning magic enough for anyone to accept.

"...Leon Silvert Cretian."

When Leon's name was called, a small murmuring sound was heard among the students.

"Shouldn't the representative athlete be a Summoning Magic major?"

"Prince Leon is an integrated major, so it's correct that he's also a Summoning Magic major."

"That is true, but..."

The fact that Leon had contracted with all four elemental spirits was famous.

There was no first-year who didn't know he had outstanding talent in summoning magic.

But why was it?

That it felt somewhat cheap.

"Don't forget. We have to fight against seniors. Even if Prince Leon goes out, it won't be easy!"

"Right. Remember that we are still first-years. This is absolutely not cowardly."

It was when Radel was also largely agreeing with their words.

"Radel Silvert Cretian."

Radel ended up being flustered by his name being called suddenly.

Me, who only contracted one spirit, a representative athlete?

"Professor, do you mean I am going out as a Summoning Magic athlete?"

"Of course."

"No, but..."

At Professor Marianne's reaction asking what the problem was, Radel couldn't find suitable words and shut his mouth.

However, being flustered was unavoidable.

'Me going out for 'that event'?'

It was understandable because... the Summoning Magic event was a spirit talent show.

Would the Library Spirit possibly have a talent worth showing to other people?

While Radel was lost in worry, Professor Marianne looked at Radel with eyes full of conviction.

Spirit talent show.

This event was one where the audience score was large.

If it's 'that spirit', it has no choice but to be advantageous.

Professor Marianne believed in her choice.

* * *

Professor Marianne disappeared leisurely after selecting the representatives for the Summoning Magic event.

Leaving only the words that she entrusted the athletes to participate in the remaining events to them.

Radel continued the meeting with the remaining first-years.

Radel also didn't deviate much from Professor Marianne's method.

"First, I intend to recommend athletes I thought of. If there is anyone else you want to recommend, please raise your hand and speak one by one."

Athletes selected by Radel, an integrated major and grade representative, were called one after another.

The first-years majoring in each subject also had an atmosphere of accepting Radel's choice.

'As expected of the Black Falcon Dormitory's fixer.'

'So he's always been keeping an eye on who does well and who doesn't.'

The first-years, recalling the memories of being caught by the Black Falcon Dormitory's fixer and dragged to the library, got goosebumps at Radel's unstoppable selection.

"Now, next is Cryptozoology..."

Radel, who was writing down the list, paused.

The event for Cryptozoology majors was a game where a total of six people, five players and one goalkeeper, had to play.

But what actually kicked the ball wasn't a person but a tamed magical beast.

Therefore, the weight class of the magical beast was important, and they had to field friends who tamed at least medium-sized magical beasts.

The problem was that since they were still first-years, there were few people who tamed medium-to-large-sized magical beasts.

Just as he was worrying about who to fill the remaining spot with, a Cryptozoology major carefully raised his hand.

"Um, can't the Prince participate?"

"Me?"

Radel was already participating in Summoning Magic, Alchemy, and even Transmutation Magic.

He had no intention of going out for Cryptozoology here as well.

Also, he didn't have a magical beast he was raising at the Academy in particular.

However, weren't the Cryptozoology majors looking at Radel with eyes secretly wanting something?

"Yes. Doesn't the Prince have one magical beast he tamed...?"