Symphony for the Insect Princess

It's natural to be nervous.

After all, everyone else on the first floor of the hotel looked like someone who was not easy to deal with.

Some of them, wearing outdated equipment and guzzling alcohol, looked like seasoned mercenaries or adventurers. Some, gazing around with shifty eyes, made one suspect they were thieves waiting for an opportunity. Some, naked and ferocious-looking, with wounds so severe they could hardly be seen, looked like wild beasts that had just escaped from a cage...

But in Balbra, this is all "normal".

On the contrary, these young students are the "abnormal" in the normal.

"Look at those little chicks..."

"...furry kid..."

"How about making a bet and seeing how many minutes later they'll be stripped naked after they get out..."

"...Haha, little brats..."

People at several tables around them kept looking at them with contempt, talking about uncomfortable things in low voices and laughing, which made the already nervous people even more nervous.

"I say... As expected, this is not the place we should be..."

"Yes, sister, I always feel anxious..."

The two sisters were talking quietly, and the frail boy with glasses leaned over and whispered, "But don't you think it's quite exciting?"

""Stimulate!?""

"That's right! In the dim tavern—"

“But this is a hotel.”

"That's fine! The feeling of drinking alone in a dimly lit tavern, surrounded by mercenaries licking blood on the tip of their swords, talking about their adventures and experiences... It's a standard scene from an adventure novel! I'm really looking forward to it, so don't be so scared!"

““You…”

"What Erwin said is correct," the sturdy young man also came over. "Based on my observation, most of the people here are just low-level magicians or magic warriors. They obviously haven't received any instruction from teachers. Only a few have reached the intermediate level, and there are probably no more than two people at the advanced level besides Senior Shul."

"Yes, our level here is considered quite high. Although we may lack experience, we won't necessarily suffer any loss if something really happens. Maybe that's why no one has come to cause trouble." Clara said.

"Hoo~Hoo~Hoo~~ I believe the villains are all intimidated by my majesty. Even the ants in the lower realms can feel my dark pressure, so it's natural that they dare not approach!"

"Qimila is saying weird things again."

"That's not surprising!"

"It doesn't matter, Madam, give me two more glasses of wine! And some sandwiches or something!"

At this time-

With a creak, the hotel door was pushed open, and the sunlight from outside shone through the door, dividing the dim first floor into two halves and casting the shadow of a man.

He was a tall and thin man who looked to be in his early thirties, with a face covered with stubble, wearing thick glasses as thick as the bottom of a wine bottle, a slightly hunched back, and wearing a wrinkled shirt and trousers. He seemed to be the embodiment of people's imagination of the image of a "stiff scholar".

"Oh, sorry, sorry to have kept you waiting. Is everything okay?"

“““““Teacher Rodrigo!”””””

Chapter 33 Chomira Ironmaid

He looked around and soon spotted Shule and his group.

"Oh, sorry, sorry to have kept you waiting. Is everything okay?"

“““““Teacher Rodrigo!”””””

"Oh my, I'm late, sorry... ah!"

Rodrigo stumbled after taking just two steps and almost fell to the ground. Seeing his funny appearance, the people at the table next to him immediately burst into shrill laughter.

"Hahaha! Look at him!"

"Just like a fucking idiot!"

"Fuck teacher? What's that called, academic style?"

"Grandpa, I'm disgusted by stupid nerds like you. Is this the kind of place you can even come to?"

"Go back and lick your principal's asshole. Maybe you can even get a raise!"

The mercenary who had just stretched out his foot to trip him laughed the loudest, and raised his hand high with his middle finger raised.

"..."

Rodrigo pushed his glasses that were about to slip off his nose, then sighed.

"Although I was prepared, I didn't expect it to be so unfriendly...!"

Ss ...

An extremely powerful wave of magical energy emanated from him. Bathed in such a concentrated magical energy, even the tables and chairs creaked under the weight! The mercenaries who had just been laughing loudly immediately shut up, their expressions turning from contempt to horror.

"This this……"

"Mage..."

“Really…”

There were small exclamations from the tables next to them, and then they all looked away and pretended they hadn't seen anything.

The mercenary who had just raised his middle finger had turned pale and huddled in his chair in fear, but Rodrigo just rolled his eyes at him and walked away with a cold expression.

It wasn't until he reached Shule's table that his expression relaxed. He whispered something, and a simple soundproof barrier enveloped the table, separating them from the rest of the group.

Only then did Rodrigo breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ah, that scared me. I didn't expect to be picked on so soon..."

He had clearly used his authority as a wizard to intimidate the group of people, but now he looked even more nervous than them. He lay down on an empty chair and drank a sip of the fruit wine handed to him by Shul, and his expression looked a little better.

"Thank you for your hard work, teacher~"

"It seems the teacher isn't very good at dealing with people like that either!"

"Nonsense, I'm an educator. I'm completely different from these people who are into violence and murder."

Rodrigo smiled bitterly, looking completely devoid of the spirit of a wizard - no wonder, as a special lecturer at Misra Academy, he had spent years in that ivory tower associating with students and colleagues. Although he had reached the level of a wizard through his talent and diligence, he had actually hardly experienced any actual combat, and he himself was a research-oriented scholar.

Although he had just established his authority with the magic fluctuations of the wizard level, if a real fight came up, an experienced high-level magic warrior would probably be able to knock him down.

Why would he come to this place where all kinds of people gather?

"So, teacher, you are really working too hard. If you want to write a paper about the great secret treasure, just go to the forbidden book section to look up the literature. You are a special lecturer, so you must be qualified!" said one of the sisters.

"It's easy for you to say, Kokoro, but if I want to write something that will shock these old guys, I have to study it closely, otherwise I'll have to stay as a lecturer for the rest of my life."

"Oh... what a shame," the second sister said with a reluctant expression. "Teacher Rodrigo, you're such a kind and friendly lecturer. Even though you look shabby and unromantic, everyone says they really like your lectures! Keep teaching!"

"Are you praising me or insulting me, Cocoa... Never mind, since everyone is here—hmm?"

He frowned and scanned everyone's face.

The oldest, slightly short and fat young man - Shule.

A sturdy boy named Carlo.

A thin boy wearing glasses - Erwin.

Sisters with loli figures - Kokoro and Kokoa.

Clara, a seemingly easygoing girl.

as well as--

"Huh? Who are you?"

The girl sat at the very end of the table. She was very pretty, with almond eyes, a beautiful nose, an oval face, pretty pink lips and long eyelashes. She was both cute and beautiful, and stood out from the crowd wherever she went. She was wearing an outfit that was a combination of a fitted modified robe and a Gothic lolita outfit. Her medium-long hair was curled at the ends, and its color was a rare ice blue mixed with silver gray.

The only flaw is that the breasts are as flat as if measured with a ruler... But for some people, this is actually the biggest advantage.

Rodrigo looked at the girl strangely. The latter let out a scream of "Ah" and cold sweat ran down her forehead, but she immediately put on a very cool expression, although it was obvious that she was just pretending to be cool in front of the magician.

"Hu~Hu~Hu~~Another mortal with flesh and blood. It's natural that you don't know my name. Listen carefully! I am the princess of endless dark chaos, Qimila Elonmed——"

"Her name is Qiu Milan."

"Oh, Miss Qiu Milan, hello, hello."

"——How many times have I told you that I—oh no, my name is Qimila!"

Sorry~~Rodrigo said with a smile, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Ms. Qimila...can I call you that?"

"It's the Queen of Chaos!"

"Then Miss Qimila——"

"I was ignored..." Qimila showed an angry expression for a moment, but immediately adjusted herself, changing her expression faster than turning the pages of a book.

"Ms. Qimila, I don't know you. I don't think there's any student named Elonmed among the students I've taught at Misra Academy. Who are you..."

"Huhuhuhu, it's such a long story. I was born in the chaos of nothingness. Where I came from and where I'm going are all mysteries! So, I followed the guidance of my heart and embarked on a long journey, looking for—"

"Forget it, Shul, what's wrong with her?"

"She's... sort of... a companion we met by chance along the way?" Shul scratched his head and said with a wry smile, "After we temporarily separated from you, Teacher, didn't we come here with a trusted caravan? It was on the caravan that we met her."

"She was being harassed by some hooligans who had sneaked in, and she looked very uncomfortable," Clara added, and for some reason, Qimila's shoulders shrank.

"So you helped her out? And became good friends with her?"

"Well...hahahaha..." Clara turned her face away, and the others also shifted their gaze.

"She said her destination was also Kasolu City, and we happened to be on the same route. We didn't set out to make friends, but it just happened to be natural along the way...right?"

"That's right! These people really caught my eye, so we became destined to be together. That's it!"

Qimila suddenly became energetic again. She looked really happy, like a child who had been lonely and unsociable for a long time and finally made friends.

Rodrigo frowned slightly.

He had been in Misra College for so long and had been engaged in education, and had seen all kinds of students, so he could probably feel that apart from the strange words, deeds and clothes, this Qimila Elonmed seemed to be a good child who wanted to make friends.

The problem is, location.

The magical fluctuations felt from her were not strong, probably barely at the level of an intermediate magician or magic warrior. According to Shul and the others, she was alone when they first met her.

A girl of about sixteen years old, very beautiful, with strange words and deeds, very eye-catching, but not very strong.

A child like this came alone to Balbula, where villains are rampant, and even went to Kasolu City, a place of trouble?

Are you kidding me?

Chapter 34 A Certain Widow (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)

A child like this came alone to Balbula, where villains are rampant, and even went to Kasolu City, a place of trouble?

What are you kidding——

"The newly added wine you just requested will be ten copper coins."

"Ah, thank you, boss lady~"

"Minors should be accompanied by adults when drinking."

The mature voice attracted Rodrigo's attention. He temporarily shifted his gaze away from Qimila and took a closer look.

(Ooooh…)

——Then I couldn’t help but sigh in my heart.

Her figure is tall and sexy. Her breasts under the long skirt are like two heavy melons that are not bound by gravity. They have an unusually full curve. The curve shrinks sharply from the chest downwards, forming a slender and tight waist, and expands into plump and perky buttocks at the hips. It can be said to be ups and downs. Because of the long skirt, the curve of her legs cannot be seen, but this makes people even more imaginative.

Her beautiful face was unexpectedly young, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, but her eyebrows and eyes had the charm of a mature woman in her thirties or forties, and her pink lips had a hint of girlish immaturity, making it impossible to determine her real age for a moment.

She has the charm of both a young girl and a mature woman, coupled with her unbelievable figure, she is truly a beauty of extremely high quality.

"Sir? Is the wine here?"

"Uh...ah, sorry!"

Rodrigo hurriedly took the wine glass. The proprietress gave a polite smile and turned to leave. Her long wavy purple-black hair created a fragrant breeze that was intoxicating.

When he turned around, he found that the three boys were looking at him with understanding eyes.

"Hmm~ Although Mr. Rodrigo is always simple, low-key, and not interested in women——"

"——But he's still a man after all——"