Reincarnated as a Farmer Gamer: Rising to the Top with the Evolution of the Weakest Job that Only I Know About!? - 41.2

A middle-aged man with an apron greeted me, seeming a bit like a yakuza.

“I’m Hagel, the dormitory head. Nice to meet you.”

We shook hands.

“It seems you didn’t bring much luggage.”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

“I see. Before we head to your room, let me explain about the dormitory.”

“Thank you very much.”

Despite his yakuza-like appearance, his explanations were polite and very clear.

The dormitory had the head’s room right next to the entrance on the first floor. There was a laundry room where you could put your clothes in labeled bags, and they would take care of it for you.

There was also a large communal bath available anytime.

Additionally, there were relaxing spaces and a good selection of drinks.

Truly fitting for the Royal Capital Academy, where only nobles could enter.

By the way, the only way for commoners to enter was to become a Princess Knight. Therefore, naturally, commoner women couldn’t enter. I think they could do without this kind of male chauvinism in noble society, but that’s just how it is…

The students’ rooms were on the second to fourth floors. Many students either commuted from home or rented their own houses, so there weren’t many rooms. Most were shared rooms, which is probably why many didn’t like it.

I’m in room number six on the second floor.

Inside, there were bunk beds on both sides, a table big enough for four in front of the window, and four desks lined up against the wall.

The room itself was decently spacious, but it felt a bit cramped for four people.

Well, nobles with money wouldn’t want to spend time in a room like this.

“Finally. Huh? You’re not a Princess Knight?”

Since Princess Knights at the academy are required to wear a Princess Knight badge around their necks, I’m still wearing mine.

“Hello. I’m Beryl. I’m Chloe Emblam’s Princess Knight.”

“Oh, from the Count’s family.”

The three male students looked at each other.

“Since we’re sharing the same room, how about we introduce ourselves?”

“Yeah, I think that’s a good idea.”

“Then, I’ll start. I’m Mikhail, the eldest son of the Goodmar Viscount family.”

He had brown hair and glasses, and didn’t seem like he’d been training his body. A magic occupation, a special occupation, or a normal one?

“I’m the eldest son of the Goodmar Trading Company.”

“I’m glad you knew.”

“I know you know. Because it’s a trading company that has grown rapidly in the current capital. I am Rayner, the third son of the Siring Viscount. I’m aiming to be a knight.”

He seemed to be able to see a gentle and refreshing face with light red hair. He also looked the strongest of the three.

“And I’m Ruin… I’m the eldest son of the Serapha Viscount family…”

He had light blue hair and looked timid, but he had something like a magic book in his hand, so he might be a magical occupation.

Finally, everyone looked at me.

No, I’ve already introduced myself…

“Everyone is a member of the Viscount family.”

“Let’s stop using honorific language. We are Viscount families who are nobles, but we are the youngest in the capital city school for nobles.”