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Chapter 212: The Students In Kraelonia Academy 2 ( Xanthe Brande )

A soft yawn escaped Xanthe's lips, golden eyes blearing slightly open as she woke up. But before she could make a move, she realized that there was something heavy on her side. Dark blue hair spilled all over beside her chest and along with it was the bundle of mess that was Azura.

The woman's forehead wrinkled for a moment before she began to get out of bed. That was until an arm latched over her stomach, accompanied by it was the soft snore of her teammate. She shook her head and poked the woman's cheek, "Hey wake up, do you know what time is it? We're supposed to meet up with Roux for breakfast."

"Nghh"

Xanthe rolled her eyes and tried to lift the woman's arm, but she had a steel vice-like grip.

It was expected from a Champion.

But it was also troublesome for the Bard as she tried to rise up and get on with the day, because as tempting it might be to stay in bed all day and cuddle under the blanketsthere was more to their position than simply fighting for the Academy. She glanced at her bedside and saw her harp propped up on it.

She reached for it, twisting slightly until she got a hold of the instrument.

The woman then began to pluck the strings, and with it, a soft melody began filling the room. A musical note appeared in the air of a soft peach color that soon descended into the floor and it was like the first bloom of spring, fragrant blossoms opening up to the heat of the sun. By her side, Azura seemed to relax at her side.

Well, not for too long.

She began to pluck and twist her fingers through the strings, strumming and weaving through it as if treading through watera bright yellow note appeared and it soon flew towards the tip of the other's girl.

A static-charged note.

Azura's eyes widened and she bolted up from the bed. Her long hair was upwards slightly and she gave the other woman a glare. "What's that for?"

Xanthe sniffed at her in response. Albeit finding the other woman's reaction oddly cute. "You weren't waking up and we need to get up before Roux actually starts preying on the younger Students in the dining hall."

"Let him do what he wants." Azura rubbed her eyes, she was more easily talkative when just woken up. "It's not like he's going to eat them alive." 

"But he might."

"...You go ahead." The Champion yawned, "I'm too tired."

The Bard pursed her lips for a moment, watching the other woman's state. Even if she couldn't see it from a distanceshe could still imagine the slash of the Goblin that tried to cut off her head and Azura taking the hit for her. She shifted her gaze, the harp in her hand heavy, "Very well, I'll bring you breakfast instead."

"Aw, thank you." 

She wasn't as relaxed as her. If the two of them had partnered up with anyone else but Arcoix, she didn't want to think what would have happened. The woman soon quickly prepared to go out and went over her morning routine. Once she was fully dressed, she could finally head out

"By the way, Xanthe?" Azura was snuggled under the blankets and not necessarily asleep. 

"What is it?"

The blue-haired woman shrugged, "I just noticed last night, there was this boy looking at you."

"Boy?" She raised a brow, "I mean he acted like a little brat while glaring at me out in the open but Diov's nineteen or twenty, he's not a boy."

"No, not him." 

The Bard chuckled and then shrugged, "...I think most of the boys were looking at me, it's a little hard to tell which one you're referring to." 

A snort escaped Azura's lips, "The one with the blonde hair and blue eyes, he's a Noble too isn't he? That boy was giving you looks."

"Leon?" Xanthe ran her fingers through the back of her hair, "Yeah he's a Noble, he's part of the Harrington House. They're pretty close to the Royal Family, what about him?" 

"...besides him staring at you?" Azura scrunched up her nose, "That boy thought he was being covert but it was pretty obviousat least to me. I think everyone was too busy looking at the bottle spinning around but he looked at you more than that bottle." 

An awkward cough escaped the Bard's lips, she hadn't exactly been able to catch him staring at her. "Well, it's actually a little embarrassing to admit but"

"Don't tell me you've been courted by him!"

"Heavens no, not himhis eldest brother tried to get my hand in marriage." Xanthe shuddered at the memory, "That Leon one is kind and seems to have turned out to be a gentleman. Quite unlike that other perverted maniac. I suppose he's quite surprised to see me as an Adventurer. Most of the folks at Brande House say that they exiled me out of the family, but I'm the one who left"

"Yes, you've told me and Roux that last bit countless times." 

Xanthe guiltily looked away, "It's part of my Class, I tell stories"

"Of your life?" Azura raised a brow and stifled a giggle, "I think that's the exact opposite of what a Bard is supposed to be, they're supposed to tell stories of the people and of heroes. Besides, you're specializing in music and not oration."

She stuck her tongue out, "Well then, I hope you die starving there at the bed."

"At least I'll die comfy, keep me in this mattress as my grave." The woman pulled the blankets over her body, cocooning herself in the warmth of it. "You can attempt to take these sheets from my cold, dead hands."

The Bard's lips fell into a resigned smile as a silence took place in the room. She glanced at the door albeit wishing to return to the bed. "Well then, I'll get going before Arcoix actually does something and gets in trouble with the Headmaster. We've just got back here."

"...I mean what's the worst thing that he could do?"