Anna Holland: The Oliheim Witch
Chapter 04: Calling for a Duel

Since dormitory four had only a few students we had rooms for two, Sarah and I were in the same place which made me even more comfortable.

Dinner will be held for another hour because that's how long I can calm myself down a bit.

"The professors look cool what do you think Anna is?"

"I don't care much about him, after all, the principal has been speaking for too long."

"I'm thinking the same thing a little bit."

Everything I just said was a lie, out of the various teaching staff I had marked three very striking teachers. First was the woman in all-green witch clothes, she had aligned hair braided forward.

Though only a glance, he clearly noticed me a little. If I remember she introduced herself as Cilia Roven.

The second was a man named Goven Ironhand. He had long black hair in a black robe, he had a cold face and hated the commoners so much, I could see that clearly.

Third Helena Everclaw, she wore an open dress without a hat as well as shoulder-length red hair. She looked beautiful and seemed to care about no one but herself, it was evident as she continued to look at her face in front of the mirror.

By the way for his principal he was just a white-bearded old man with a slightly fat body and wearing a one-glass lens on his left eye.

"Is there anything you think Anna is?"

"Have you ever seen a woman without a head and a right hand?"

"Eh, isn't that creepy? Is he alive."

"He's alive but I don't know, he's the one who gave me a place in this academy."

"I've never heard of it, but I'm sure it's not something you can easily tell a lot of people."

As I expected, Sarah's analysis was so accurate that I didn't hesitate to tell her either.

We got a fancy dinner before finally going to bed to start learning magic the next morning, for the learning of each dormitory was merged which is why you could see some arrogant people staring at me, Sarah and Marick. Especially Marick.

"Are they all in love with me, I'm so moved."

"really?"

When Sarah and Marick had a small talk, three people were standing in front of me. The leader was a fat young man and his two thin bodyguards.

They come from dormitory one.

"Gilbert Marway, how can I help you?" many sarcas.

"Your hairstyle is really disturbing, commoners like you why it looks like royalty."

"Maybe I'm actually a noble as well."

Gilbert laughed then looked at me with hostility.

"Don't joke, commoners are still commoners, I want you to cut your hair that plontos is better for you."

Sarah and Marick were about to move but were blocked by Gilbert's bodyguard, or better suited to be called his pet.

Both of them pulled their magic wand.

"It's a pity but I won't do that, you look down on commoners do you think you're better than us."

"In all things true, I still think why the academy is still willing to accept you here, magic is not for the lowly."

"Heh, then are you willing to duel against me. If I lose I'll admit it includes shaving my head, but if I win you better treat us all good food."

"I'm afraid of it."

We put our faces so close at a distance. Before long the Cilia teacher appeared.

"You guys want to do a duel, let me be the judge, but after my lesson is over. okay."

This teacher had no intention of banning him.