I Became the illegitimate son of a duke

96 – School Opening (1)

“University… I’ve only heard about it, but this is the first time I’ve seen it in person.”

“Louis always envied foreign universities, right?”

“Yes, my father insisted on doing such a headache when I should have left it to the younger ones. Besides, he didn’t let me go abroad because it was dangerous as I was the eldest son. I couldn’t even go to college.”

I have no intention of blaming my father. Because that is the universal perception of all nobles.

Aristocrats work at desks? Isn’t the reason why you feed the lower ones to feed them to do those chores?

Noble blood does not need to study. All they need is dignity and authority, so sitting at the head of a desk and handling ink only diminishes that dignity and authority.

…This is the universal and absolute perception of my father’s generation, no, of all nobles.

‘Obviously wrong.’

Of course, it is true that the higher the position, the farther away you are from chores, since the highest-ranking person who sets the overall outline and direction of work is worse than not doing it if he is plagued by detailed chores.

Still, shouldn’t you at least have a good knowledge of the field of work?

When an irrational order and a realistic workplace collide, it is not the subordinates who suffer the loss, but the nobles who assign the subordinates to their positions?

As the successor to my father’s estate, I must study to prevent such damage. I was overjoyed when I heard that Law and Administration fields had been opened at the newly built University of Dijon.

“Because it’s a university… Hmm, so many people gathered.”

I’m looking around with excitement, but unpleasant-looking things are disturbing the scenery of the university.

As the Duchy of Burgon turned into the Kingdom of Rotaring, the northern fishermen who were promoted from earls to dukes, the son of the Duke of Nevers, who survived with Your Majesty’s mercy on the subject of the previous generation’s rebellion, reported that a colleague rebelled. There are many things that I really hate to see, such as the surviving opportunistic Barr’s villagers.

“With an edict like that, everyone couldn’t help it.”

“Hmm.”

The attendant is right.

Looking at the faces of those bastards, I can clearly see that some of them are thinking the same way as I am, but everyone else is feeling bad about why they have to do this.

You don’t even know the true meaning of His Majesty’s words that you have to get good grades to get a good official position, and only the thought of why you have to study is dominating your head.

Then it’s fine with me.

You don’t have to give them advice when your future competitors will take care of themselves. Advice is for those who want help, not for those who don’t think they need it.

First of all, since I see a few guys with similar thoughts, I’ll recruit them and form a faction.

…………

“Aww… Can I really go over there?”

The scenery seen through the window is completely alien and magical.

I, a country girl, are not the kind of people I can handle.

It makes me sick to my stomach that I have to teach nobles who have come wearing fancy clothes and leading wagons studded with grotesquely intricate patterns.

Of course, most of the aristocrats take law and public administration, and my field is medicine, so I don’t have much to do with them, but there can be no eccentric aristocrats who are more interested in medicine, and aristocrats who want to learn medical knowledge through culture.

It’s a big deal even if only 10% of them go to medicine. Aside from whether or not I can give a fair evaluation, I don’t think I can even look at his face properly because I’m scared in the first place.

“Hey, Miss Ellen. Don’t worry too much.”

“Francis?”

“I’m afraid of nobles. But they are all your students the moment they enter the university. Isn’t it impossible for a teacher to be afraid of his students?”

At that time, I heard the consolation of Mr. Francis, who had heard my self-talk behind my back.

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Mr. Francis is one of several doctors who have been taking His Majesty’s classes together for the past few months and have organized the course.

“Ah, ahahahaha… Is that so…?”

‘A disciple is also a disciple, how can I not be afraid when the difference in social status is so obvious…’

Above all, you will not only learn from me, but also from Francis. Wouldn’t you rather consider Francis, who is of noble blood and has grown old, as your teacher rather than me, a woman from the countryside?

Ellen is comforted by Francis. On the outside, she expresses a slight affirmation, but inside she thinks the opposite.

As she unexpectedly entered the court, it was Ellen’s own self-taught method of living.

“Ms. Ellen has another strange idea.”

“Yes, yes? I… I didn’t even think about it!”

“I learn how to hide my feelings and lie. But, tsk tsk. I’m afraid of revealing the denial of others’ thoughts, so I guess I just kept it inside.”

However, Francis, who has been taking classes with Ellen for several months, sees through such Ellen’s way of life in an instant.

Francis looks at Ellen with her bewildered eyes, and Ellen avoids her gaze, sweating profusely.

“To be honest, I don’t understand why Miss Ellen is afraid of them.”

“What is that…”

“No, since you’ve been with us all this time, are you saying that?”

“Yes…?”

“Besides, hasn’t Miss Ellen seen her majesty dozens of times? Of course, her purpose is to teach.”

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Mr. Francis smiled as he said that, then turned his head out of his window.

Somehow Francis-sama’s eyes, as he scans the nobles one by one, give me goosebumps. He doesn’t seem to be the usual kind Francis.

“The average person over there must have seen The Majesty two or three times in their lifetime? Above all, most of them are worse than servants.”

‘I heard… What? Is it?’

There’s something unsettling about it, but on the surface, there’s nothing wrong with Francis-sama’s words.

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Most of the attendants at His Majesty’s court hold great titles, and aren’t there many doctors here who are also nobles?

It’s a bit like being frightened by other unfamiliar nobles even though you’ve become accustomed to them.

“And because of His Majesty’s decree, all professors at the university have become beings that transcend status. We are in a position that even the crown prince cannot be hasty, so why should we be afraid of them? What Miss Ellen should be concerned about is There are only two things: classes and fair evaluation.”

“Is…Is that so?”

“Yes. She always feels that way, but Ms. Ellen tends to be too strict in her assessment of herself. She initially felt that there was something strange about her standing with us at such a young age. Didn’t you feel it?”

“What’s strange? Uh, uh uh… What else did I do wrong??”

“Aww, that’s it.”

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Mr. Francis clicks his tongue and then completely turns around to observe the nobles entering the university one by one.

I looked at the other doctors in the room in bewilderment, and they were also shaking their heads with the same expression as Mr. Francis.

What, why is everyone doing that?

…………

“Jeanne.”

“Yes, yes…! Holy Son!”

“Oh, my ears are falling off.”

“Sorry, sorry… Sorry…”

Whew.

After that day, Jeanne’s condition became very strange.

The expression that was always bright was always somber, to the point that reports came to me every single day that the servants were very worried.

With his face heavily shaded, he muttered something all the time, reacted loudly to small sounds, didn’t notice that he was stabbed by a piece of wood and was bleeding all the way, and all he could say was spectacle.

She even insinuated that she might ask if it would be like quitting her job as a maid, but she said yes, she freaked out and let her tears flow and she couldn’t speak properly, so she let it go.

“I’m going to college soon, can I really do well?”

“Well, I’ll be good… I’ll be good… I won’t disappoint you… Please…”

It’s roughly like this.

What I say is what her words are transformed back and forth within her brain, and she comes to her conclusions after undergoing her special correction.

If you tell me not to go to college because you are worried about your condition, there is a 100% chance that you will think that you are no longer useful.

Otherwise, Jeanne’s actions she has shown so far cannot be explained. Even if I’m desperately not like that, I can’t hear it.

She wanted Jeanne to show her courtesy and she wanted to be quiet, but she didn’t want that…

“Jeanne.”

“Please, please…”

“Okay, so come to your senses. Look at me properly, don’t look away.”

Fortunately, I hear this.

Jeanne’s gaze, which had been slumped toward the floor, slowly rose upward and finally met my eyes.

…Huh.

The eyes of Jeanne she hadn’t seen in a long time were very different from what she remembered.

Jeanne’s eyes before her were looking at me with admiration, but now Jeanne’s eyes are the eyes of a dog afraid of being abandoned. Even red and black colors coexist around her eyes.

Her facial skin also became very emaciated and lost much of her luster.

“Ugh…”

This is Jeanne’s own business.

No matter how much I had a kite, using that kite to attack Chloe and Ines was a serious sin.

It’s a sin he committed himself, so he’ll have to endure everything… But it still looks so bad.

“Jeanne, she says she will definitely go to college, so I’ll let her go, but you don’t have to push yourself too hard.”

“Persimmon, thanks… Thank you…”

“…Okay, go in. I’m starting college tomorrow, so make sure you get some rest today.”

Because Jeanne is a very dangerous girl, I thought about kicking her out of the court altogether or dealing with it if something happened to me that I couldn’t handle, but I didn’t know what would happen if she was kicked out of the court, and the more I thought about killing her, the more the edge of my vision became white. The feeling of being stuffy in my chest was very bad.

In the end, she chose to keep Jeanne by her side and observe to make sure nothing happened… But I hope this was the right way.

It seems that there is no need to worry too much about the brainwashing issue.

Seeing that since Jeanne became like that, the reports that had been pouring in only from her friendly point of view to Jeanne were described in a very neutral way, so perhaps Jeanne seems to have lost her brainwashing ability. Of course, not only that, but also the complete disappearance of the feeling of dizziness every time she saw Jeanne was enough.

Hmm … First of all, as Jeanne is a saint, she should sufficiently prove the need for reform to those who listen to theology and induce them to create a school tradition of Rotarianism. No, she’s better off.

It is better to convince them through your own words than through your brainwashing abilities, because terrible things will happen if the brainwashing is released in the middle. Even though she looks like that, she has great theological knowledge, so she can compete with others enough.