... Hemalton... Alliance Academy

Familiar corridors, familiar training grounds, familiar classrooms, familiar fighting arenas.

I can even clearly tell the first few pillars in the hallway, where they are broken, where there are cracks.

In the training ground, each practice is placed in the order and position of the dummy.

In every classroom, those teachers are teaching.

The opening hours of each fighting venue.

Everything is a familiar smell, even the air you breathe into your lungs.

It's just that......

From the moment I entered the academy, I felt unusually oppressive. Every pedestrian on the road, whether it is a teacher or a student. Even if it's just an ordinary itinerant, it's all in a hurry.

Even if they were familiar teachers and classmates, after they met, they just turned around lightly and left in a hurry.

(Could it be something big?)

Thinking of this, I hurriedly quickened my pace and walked towards the dormitory where I used to live.

......

Push the door in and the room was spotless. It looked like someone was cleaning and making my bed on a regular basis. Especially my old daily necessities, which are even more organized.

It's just that now the dormitory is empty.

(Where is this girl going?)

Since it wasn't class time, I had a hard time thinking of where Yani would be going.

Just as I was standing in a daze in the open space in the middle of the dormitory, there were several crisp knocks on the door.

"That's... , are you Angelina's senior?"

"Oh!"

I don't know when I became a senior. None of the brains have changed.

Realizing my gaffe, I immediately corrected it,

"I'm Anna!" "May I ask who you are...?"

"My name is Tifa, and I'm two years younger than you. ......”

Tifa began to gush about herself, judging by her excited expression and bright starry expression. This junior of mine seems to admire me.

Maybe it's from some grapevine that I heard about some of my "heroic deeds" in the past!

Probably!

For such a little fan girl, I really can't bear to interrupt her speech.

(Flower arrangement: It's not your own opinion, but this kind of praise is very useful.) ）

Tifa was very excited, she never dared to think that her idol would be so serious and listen to herself.

Tifa himself was a descendant of an aristocracy. To be precise, she has a general aristocratic ancestry.

Her father's father was a swordsman and was once the chief of the imperial family. In the early days of the empire, he made great contributions.

That's why Tifa's family has what it is today.

There is a saying, "A daughter-in-law becomes a mother-in-law, and when the scar is healed, she forgets the pain." ”

Before Tifa's great-grandfather became a nobleman, he vowed that one day he would become a human being. He will definitely be kind to his subordinates, the poor, his friends.

Until the moment when he really became a nobleman. Suddenly realize how unrealistic your previous ideas were.

This contradiction was completely intensified until Tifa's father's generation.

In order to protect each other's interests, nobles generally choose to marry. But Tifa's father likes a commoner girl, and he is also a dancer in a tavern.

If it weren't for Tifa's birth, it is likely that her parents would only regard this kind of thing as a kind of dewy marriage with each other.

If it weren't for Tifa's super talent in swordsmanship, she wouldn't have been given the surname Brendor.