"So, what shall we do for the cultural festival?" The break came and the capture targets sat at the same table to eat. Bellange had food on his plate that was meant to enhance his muscle mass. Oscar ate healthy and balanced food. Jake possessed sweets and soda while Regulux and Lambert had the same type of lunch which was chicken croquettes with sweet and sour sauce and black noodles. They were at first talking about trifles, then Oscar came up with something he had forgotten. The other four shared his opinion. "That's right, I heard that the other classes are already preparing." Replied Regulux as he chewed. The dining hall was bustling with all the students and teachers enjoying their meals. Bellange was shoveling large amounts of food containing thousands of calories into his mouth, but to his body that was nothing. He commented as he spit his food at Lambert. "Does it really matter if we do s

The days went by and little by little the day of the school festival was approaching. The students were working hard to pass the tests or prepare for the food and entertainment booths that would be set up. But while they were having fun, in one of the rooms of the imperial palace, a meeting was taking place. At that meeting, one person had a large vein marking his forehead. He entered just his 22nd year of life, to be very attractive, his face was just like that of an angry dog, his twitching eyebrows indicated that the report he heard only made him angrier. His blond hair was short, but a braid rested on his shoulder. His blue eyes were sharp, giving a sense of ferocity. On his right shoulder rested a black cloak which was the emblem of the empire. Only those who belonged to the imperial family could wear it. He was Blake Emil von Bryes, the second prince in the line of succession, one of the characters in the game, a capture

The day passed and we reached lunch, followed by another event. My girlfriends and I sat at the same makeshift table to eat. The lunch boxes were made by the cooks and sent to us a while ago. They wanted it to be hot, I will thank them personally. "Say aah~" Eli and the others surrounded me to feed me despite having my own lunch. Eli extended the fork with a sausage to my mouth. Lily some meat. Evelyn gave me juice and Celia and gave me vegetables. They wanted me to do it too. The expression on everyone's face was a little uncomfortable for me as they were smiling goofily as they moved from side to side. This was embarrassing as only cheesy couples do this. It was a reassuring moment, but I don't like to be seen. ◇ "The winner is, Elize von Rosenberg." The event that happened to be playing after lunch is a wooden sword fight. The time limit is three minutes

It was evening and an engagement party was being held in one of the great halls reserved only for the imperial family. "It is a great honor for me to officially announce the engagement between Larry the 77th prince and Cleo, the youngest daughter of the Beinz family." "Give them a big round of applause for this beautiful couple." Everyone present was divided into relatives of the bride and relatives of the imperial family, meaning princes and princesses. The total number of guests was more than 500, where 300 of them were the total number of sons and daughters of the emperor. From the youngest prince and the princess with the lowest status among their brothers and sisters. This was a mandatory event in which they had to attend. One of the guests was Blake, who by order of rank in the line of succession they were to go and greet the couple. "Congratulations Larry, I'm sure you will have a good future." "Thank you

"I'm glad you all could come, I'm so glad to see your support in this situation, please enjoy this party as a token of my affection for your support." It was evening and a party was being held at the Rosenberg mansion. The guests were officials, diplomats, upstart nobles, knights and merchants who belong to the Rosenberg Household faction. Apparently there is a thing called the Anti-Rosenberg faction, that's why our vassals are called part of our faction. Barbara was in a beautiful dress giving a speech as tomorrow would be the battle. Just by looking at the faces of the people gathered here I can tell that no one wants tomorrow to come. Fighting against the imperial family is the stupidest thing in the world. No one wants to die or lose against them as it would mean the end of them. I was standing next to Eli who was greeting vassals of Rosenberg Household before all that trouble happened. A man approached as Eli finished greeting a couple. She looked excited. "Uncle Carmic