Book 1 Chapter 160

Chelsea was a girl who had grown up without lacking anything since childhood.

Born into a good family, with excellent parents and a good environment.

And even outstanding talent.

She was doted on by her family and lived life doing everything she wanted.

It was an environment where it wouldn't be strange if she had gone astray.

However, the reason she was able to grow without going astray was precisely because there was someone she respected by her side.

Abad Rwallyn.

Chelsea's older brother and the heir to the Rwallyn family.

Chelsea did her best to follow and help Abad.

At first, she aimed to become an all-around mage like Abad, but she changed her aspiration when she realized she had more talent as a combat mage.

It was all to help the family and her brother in the future.

Then one day.

She met a boy.

A white-haired boy with Celia Zerdinger, whom she had competed with since childhood.

At first, she thought he was unpleasant and annoying.

She thought he would be an obstacle to Abad becoming the best if he associated with Celia.

But that thought soon changed.

That day.

His back, as he challenged the impossible without hesitation, was enough to capture Chelsea's eyes.

Like a hero from a fairy tale she had read since childhood.

Leo's appearance strongly captured Chelsea's gaze.

Chelsea's dream was not to be a great hero.

Admiring and aiming for a hero was merely an effort for her respected brother.

She had put all her efforts into the pure desire to help her brother.

Therefore, in a sense, Leo was the first person Chelsea had ever lost her heart to.

"I still respect my brother."

Chelsea gripped her staff.

"I want to be a great help to my brother and the family."

That thought hasn't changed.

"But it's okay to chase what I want to chase while doing that, right?"

A boy who had taken root in a corner of her heart at some point.

The more she looked.

The more she admired him.

The object of her admiration, which she chased more and more deeply, had, before she knew it, come to occupy a significant portion of Chelsea's life, as much as her object of respect.

"Oppa Leo is like a hero from a fairy tale."

The girl who vaguely dreamed of being a hero was no more.

"My heart races when I look at him."

It felt like meeting a hero from a book in real life.

"I want to be like Oppa Leo. Someone great enough to be an object of admiration for someone."

Although not concrete yet, Chelsea, little by little in her heart.

And she was surely painting a picture of her future self.

Abad, watching her from afar, smiled faintly.

"Wow. Your sister is no joke, is she?"

Jureden, the vice-president of Class 8, approached Abad, the class president, and shook his head.

"She wasn't like that before, was she? Even as a Battle Mage, matching Habiden in close combat."

"I know. She's changed surprisingly."

*Roar-*

Chelsea's wish swept through the air.

*Whoosh-!*

The wind, blowing all the way outside the training ground, brushed past Abad's hair.

"That's right, Chelsea. The wind doesn't always blow in one direction. You should be free. You can be anything."

Abad smiled gently as he watched his sister chase her dreams.

The female students around them let out screams at Abad's smile.

Abad glanced towards Class 5.

He saw Leo, resting his chin, watching Chelsea.

Abad knew that Leo was the reason for Chelsea's change.

"I'm a little jealous."

Abad chuckled and looked back at Chelsea.

"Show me your changed self, Chelsea."

***

*Whoosh-!*

"Tsk!"

Habiden's eyes widened.

Gripping his spear again, Habiden swung its blade at Chelsea.

*Roar-! Clang-!*

The aura of wind scattered.

At the same time, Habiden's attack was blocked by Chelsea's staff.

"How dare you! A mage imitating a knight?!"

Habiden shouted in desperation.

Chelsea grinned.

"Imitating a knight? I never did anything like that?"

*Whoosh-*

The magic of the wind swirled around Chelsea.

"I told you, didn't I? That's not how you handle the wind."

Repeating words someone had said to her before, Chelsea moved rapidly.

*Roar-!*

"Hah!"

As Chelsea disappeared from his sight for a moment, Habiden gasped and deployed his aura armor.

Chelsea reappeared behind Habiden.

Chelsea poked Habiden's back with her staff.

*Whoosh-! Bang-!*

The wind protecting Habiden scattered for a moment.

Chelsea narrowed her eyes.

"Wind Break!"

*Roar-!*

"Cough!"

Hit at close range by the magic, Habiden was sent flying back with the spirit.

*Splash-!*

"Tsk!"

Habiden's eyes widened.

'She's neutralizing my wind? How?'

The wind aura didn't affect Chelsea.

It was proof that her ability to control wind was incomparable to Chelsea's, but Habiden couldn't accept it.

'My aura output is insufficient!'

*Roar-!*

A gust of aura swept through.

However, Chelsea, as if unthreatened by such things, used the wind to deflect Habiden's attack.

"How, how."

"I'm always facing someone who wields much stronger wind aura than you? Attacks like this are trivial."

Seeing Chelsea look down on him with her chin raised, Habiden's eyes flared.

"Then try blocking this too!"

*Rumble-!*

Aura gathered at the tip of Habiden's spear.

Seeing that, Chelsea's eyes moved quickly.

Armed with wind, Chelsea, riding the wind spirit, blocked Habiden's charge at close range without respite.

Seeing that, the faces of the knight students began to stiffen.

"Hey, no matter what, does that make sense?"

"With that level of close combat, she's almost on par with the knight department!"

It was a well-known fact that Chelsea aspired to be a Battle Mage.

And everyone knew she was training hard in close combat.

However, Chelsea's close combat skills were enough to shock the knight students.

Chelsea's movements, blocking Habiden's attacks head-on, were obviously not ordinary.

"Was she a sword mage?"

One of the knight students said with a surprised look.

"President! What magic did you cast on Chelsea?"

Iliana asked, startled.

"I didn't cast any magic."

"Then?"

"We just trained hard together whenever we sparred."

It was already a well-known fact that Leo had been training Chelsea since the beginning of the semester.

However, no one knew to what extent she had been trained.

Until now, only Chelsea's magical abilities were highlighted, and her close combat skills had never been shown.

It's understandable, considering the midterms, school trip, inter-departmental competitions, mission practicals, and internal departmental spars, etc.

There was nothing that could fully showcase Chelsea's close combat skills.

However, from the second semester onwards, it was different.

It was literally the time to reveal all her capabilities.

The results of her training with Leo over the first semester were now shining through.

"Amazing."

Iliana opened her mouth wide and watched Chelsea.

In fact, despite being surprised, no knight student thought they would lose to Chelsea in martial arts.

The problem was that Chelsea was a mage.

'If she starts using magic in earnest, it will be a disaster for the knight students!'

Especially with the sparring evaluation approaching, many knight students couldn't help but feel nervous.

"I-it's impossible."

"It's not impossible."

Chelsea sneered.

"Learn that the world is vast. You are frogs in a well."

Chelsea slammed her staff onto the ground.

*Roar-!*

Then, a strong whirlwind erupted.

*Screech-! Screeeeeech!*

"Kyaaaaaaak!"

Caught in the whirlwind, Habiden began to be stripped, spinning like something in a thresher.

*Whoosh-!*

*Thump-!*

Habiden, his magic dispelled and falling to the ground, covered his mouth.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

He felt like the world was spinning madly.

Chelsea, snorting at Habiden's miserably defeated state, descended from the training ground.

"Ooh!"

"Chelsea! Chelsea!"

"You're amazing! Noona!"

"Small and strong!"

Cheers erupted from the Lumen students.

The reaction was particularly enthusiastic among the male students.

Naturally, Chelsea was one of the most popular students among the female students.

Chelsea smiled confidently at her classmates' reactions, made a V sign, and ran towards Leo.

Sighs of regret were heard from the male students.

"Leo Flove."

"Lucky bastard!"

Regardless, Chelsea stood in front of Leo and asked with sparkling eyes.

"Oppa Leo! Oppa Leo! How was it? Did I do well? Was it great? Praise me like a sharp sword."

Leo, who burst into laughter watching Chelsea flutter around him, reached out and patted her head.

"Yes, yes. You did well. You've grown surprisingly."

"Hehehehe."

"You don't even need to train with me anymore, right?"

"Huh?"

Leo chuckled.

"Because I feel like you've found your path."

As a Battle Mage, Chelsea seemed to have perfectly completed her style.

She was at a level where she could be called a respectable mage in her own right.

Hearing Leo's words, Chelsea was greatly taken aback.

"I, I'm still lacking! There's so much I still need to learn from Oppa Leo! So… that is… what do you call it."

"You want to receive training from Leo."

"Yes!"

When Kai chimed in, Chelsea nodded.

"Wow, Chelsea. To want to receive that difficult training, it seems you've opened your eyes to that kind of… "

"What nonsense are you spouting! Do you want to die!"

Chelsea, with narrowed eyes, punched Kai in the side with a full swing.

"Oof!"

Chelsea kicked Kai, who was writhing on the ground, holding his side, without hesitation.

Leo burst into laughter watching this.

"Chelsea Rwallyn!"

Habiden, wiping his mouth, staggered towards her.

His eyes were wide and he was gritting his teeth, seemingly enduring his dizziness.

'This is humiliation!'

It was the first time he had been so utterly defeated by someone his age.

Moreover, he had thrown up in front of everyone.

As a prince of a nation.

And as a knight praised as a genius, it was the first time in his life he had experienced such humiliation.

Habiden's body trembled.

Rikid, supporting Habiden, sighed softly.

"What is it again? Haven't you been punished enough?"

Chelsea asked listlessly, and Habiden glared at her and shouted.

"I admit my defeat! This is my first experience!"

"Huh?"

"Starting today, I will accelerate my training to catch up to you!"

"Don't make me laugh. I don't even have you in my sights."

Chelsea said with an annoyed voice.

"Sigh… I suppose so. You were overwhelmingly strong. But I will strive to make you look back at me!"

"Hey. *Hic* That guy seems to have fallen for you."

Kai, groaning while holding his side, chuckled.

Chelsea stomped on Kai with an angry expression.

"Yes. As Senior Kai said, perhaps I have fallen for you."

However, seeing Habiden admit it so readily, Chelsea frowned.

Along with that, jeers poured from Class 5.

"Ooh~ As expected from our maknae. You even receive confessions in front of everyone."

"It's the tender age."

"Kids are cute."

Playful voices came from everywhere, and Chelsea flashed a menacing smile.

"Are you all confident you can handle the aftermath?"

"Gasp!"

Everyone fled in shock.

Chelsea tried to chase them, but then saw Habiden and stuck out her tongue.

"If you want to confess to me, at least become as strong as Oppa Leo!"

Then, with narrowed eyes, she chased after her classmates who had teased her.

"You guys are dead!"

Chelsea's fierce voice echoed, and screams erupted from various places.

Habiden, watching Leo approach to stop her, clenched his fist.

"If only I can catch up to that person…!"

Seeing Habiden like that, Kai got up, still holding his side.

"He doesn't know anything."

"What do you mean?"

"He means that if you want to be as strong as the class president…"

Iliana clicked her tongue and wagged her finger.

"It means you'll never hear a confession from her."

Tade shrugged his shoulders, accepting Iliana's words with a grin.

"It's like they say, don't look at a tree you can't climb."

Habiden looked incredulous at their words.

"Even so, they're the same person…"

"The same person?"

Kai, Iliana, and Tade shook their heads.

"She's on a different level."

Nello, with his characteristic languid smile, looked at Leo's back and said.

"Sometimes she seems like a person from another world."

Habiden looked dazed at the Lumen students who spoke in unison.

'Just how amazing is she?'