Guide to the Education and Training of Girls with Mentally Abnormalities

Chapter 5 I've finally found you

Until the morning sunlight streamed into the room.

The melodious chimes of the monastery in Karenbel, accompanied by birdsong, broke the tranquility of dawn.

Alicia still doesn't understand what she did wrong.

Why did Edmund leave without saying goodbye? Why did he refuse my invitation?

Is it because I'm not pretty enough?

To outsiders, the noblewoman known as "the Black Iris of the Enfield family" is so famous that even from the capital of the Holy Kingdom thousands of miles away, countless young talents come to Karenbel City to catch a glimpse of her.

"If I could spend a wonderful afternoon with Lady Alicia at a tea party, it would be worth dying in the dungeon that night." — Many of them had said something like that.

Many of the reserved and elegant noble ladies from the capital would blush and invite him to visit her family's mansion, just like a princess inviting a knight.

Did I offend Mr. Edmund during class?

But Alicia never felt that she had done anything that could have offended Edmund.

Surely it's not that I'm too stupid? Apart from being a little slower than Eyjawen, an elf from a family of magicians, in the area of ​​magic theory, I've surpassed Eyjawen in every other aspect. Even if someone is looking down on stupid students, it shouldn't be me.

"Sigh, what went wrong?" Alicia rolled over in bed.

Last night's strong winds dispersed the clouds that shrouded the city of Karenbel, leaving the sky clear and blue without a single cloud.

Morning light streamed through the glass, and the silky nightgown clung to the girl's shapely figure. Beneath the black skirt, her voluptuous yet flawless white thighs shimmered like white jade in the sunlight. Her long, flowing hair, as smooth as the Milky Way, cascaded down the gap between the sofa back and her body, partially obscuring her collarbone, which was faintly visible in the shadows.

"Oh? Is there something even my older sister couldn't control?"

"Or perhaps, some clueless guy rejected my sister?"

A girl with black hair, tied in a side ponytail, leaned against the door, holding a piece of bread and speaking indistinctly. She stared mockingly at Alicia, who was still lazing in bed. "If that's really the case, this winter wind will not only freeze the ditches and trees and flowers, but also make that idiot's brain as dull as a rotten watermelon."

"Edith, leave me alone." Alicia rolled her eyes at her sister, annoyed.

The girl swallowed the bread in her mouth and gave a wronged "Oh," but the smile on her face showed that her thoughts were not on Alicia's side as her words suggested.

Alicia had absolutely no interest in arguing with her unruly sister.

What went wrong?

It's not easy to meet a man who truly treats me as a companion.

It's not easy to meet a man who can tolerate your stupidity and vulnerability, who is willing to be patient and gentle at all times, and who will not make any excessive demands.

It's not easy to meet someone who doesn't treat you as a tool for advancement, and who doesn't show any flattery or obsequiousness even knowing your family background.

It was as if he had absolutely no interest in the wealth and status that the family name symbolized.

It was as if I was just an ordinary stone in his eyes.

Yes, stone!

Even the young ladies in the capital couldn't help but confess their love to me! Not to mention those self-proclaimed handsome and charming royal nobles.

Am I really not attractive to you in the slightest, Edmund?!

"How could I be so stupid? I still don't know where the problem lies." Alicia looked mournful as she stared at the cold, stale coffee on her bedside table, as if it represented the love she had for Edmund that had ended without a trace, leaving only coldness and bitterness after its brief passion.

Of course, this is on the premise that Edmund himself admits that he and Alicia once had such a love affair.

"Oh, my dear sister, has the warm winter wind not only blown away the gloomy clouds, but also made you more sentimental?"

"If you can be considered foolish if you rely on the unorthodox methods taught by a self-taught teacher from who-knows-where and pass the Bronze Adventurer qualification exam by skipping levels with his so-called tricks?"

"And what is your poor sister, this wretched creature named Edith Enfield? A fool who would be too slow even if sent to the goblin workshop to turn gears? Or a piece of junk that even slimes wouldn't dare to eat if thrown into the dungeon? Or perhaps an earthworm destined to writhe and crawl in the shadow of the beautiful flowers and leaves of the 'Enfield family's Iris'?"

"Edith, stop teasing Alicia like that, she might really get angry later." Eyjaf brought over three steaming cups of black tea, handed one to Edith, and then sat down next to Alicia.

"Alright, Ya-wen, I won't say anything more." Edith pouted and slurped down her black tea.

"I didn't do anything wrong, did I?" Alicia looked at her reflection in the tea. "But why...?"

Eyawen smiled.

"What's there to worry about, Alicia?"

"You are the heir of a knightly family, I am an elven mage who studies advanced magic, with a bright future ahead of me, while he is merely a temporary transition in our adventure."

"His teaching content is more down-to-earth than the expensive adventure masters in the capital, and the price is surprisingly low, making him a more cost-effective option."

"We only contacted him so we could pass the adventurer's exam faster and spend less money. You don't really want to go into the dungeon with him, do you?"

"Don't always dwell on people you can't walk with." Eyjafjalla shrugged. As an immortal being, she wasn't as sentimental as Alicia.

We are merely cooperating parties after entering into a contract.

Now that we've paid our tuition, isn't it only natural that we fulfill our responsibilities?

Having taught the offspring of elven nobles and counts, if this were included in their resumes, they would be highly regarded by everyone when applying for other jobs in the future, and they would be the ones who benefit.

"So, so, who exactly are you talking about?" A voice suddenly rang out, and Alicia and Eyjafjalla noticed that Edith, who had just been acting aloof, had somehow gotten close to them.

She lay between Eywen and Alicia, her toes dangling gently, her eyes clearly saying, "I'm so curious."

Eyarvin said casually, "An adventurer."

"An adventurer? Someone Alicia keeps talking about can't be an ordinary adventurer, right?" Edith blinked. "What's his name? Maybe I've seen his name in an epic storybook?"

Alicia remained silent, the image of the young man still flashing through her mind.

"Edmund Clemens," Eyarn said, her tone still flat. "A nobody that even a tabloid wouldn't publish."

"Oh—I don't know her!" Edith pouted, her ponytail swaying gently as she shook her head, but her eyes inexplicably shimmered with a rippling light.

She skipped and hopped away.

I walked through the hallway, jumped up the stairs, and returned to the bedroom.

The girl's tightly suppressed smile could no longer be contained, and tears of joy streamed down her face.

Edmund Clemens.

I can finally see you!