Chapter 47: Stand
After a long, long wait, morning finally broke on the day of the Prodigy Selection Tournament.
“E-Excuse me, Lady Meredia.”
“......?”
“Have... have you perhaps seen Lord Whitney?”
Standing in front of the grand stadium at the center of the Academy, Meredia frowned as the panting head of the academic affairs department rushed up to her and asked a question.
“Why would you ask me that?”
“W-Well....”
Caught under her sharp gaze, the department head wiped away cold sweat and replied carefully.
“Because, well... the two of you are quite close, aren’t you...?”
“.......”
“D-Did I say something wrong...?”
Normally, thanks to the privileges granted by the Academy, he didn’t need to bow his head even to most high-ranking nobles—except when it came to Meredia.