Chapter 92: Librarian Ernest (13). Fake? Or Real?
After the exchange meeting, Eris’s position had become exceptionally solid.
Her performance in the mock battle, and the sheer dramatic nature of the process, had caused the already high opinions of those around her to lean even further into idolization.
At first, Eris had been happy too.
Her once-awkward relationship with her teacher had grown close again, giving her peace of mind, and from an academic standpoint, it was nothing but beneficial that public evaluations of her were so positive.
But—
‘...There’s a limit to everything, isn’t there?’
In her private dormitory room, Eris let out a deep sigh.
The reactions were just too over the top.
Even before, she had been highly regarded as the archmage’s disciple and the top student of the training school, but now, it had gone beyond mere praise—she was being revered, almost worshipped.
People would say that even just sitting absentmindedly on a bench made for a picture-perfect scene, or that she must be pondering the future of Ravellocia. Words she casually tossed out during conversations with other students were now circulating under ridiculous titles like “The Sayings of Lady Eris,” becoming a trend among them.
Honestly, it felt insane.
‘I should probably stay away from the school for a while.’