I'm not that kind of orc

The sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper beside me made me look sideways. In my vision, Alsace was walking behind me on my right, holding a booklet with a delicate cover that was big enough to fit in my pocket, holding a feather The pen worked hard.

I silently watched him finish writing and then looked up to this side.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Arthas, who was looking up at me, smiled as usual.

"Your Highness... may I ask, what have you been writing in that book since just now?"

"I just recorded the locations of some important facilities of the college according to your introduction. I don't have a good memory. If I only heard it once, it's easy to turn around and forget." He was a little embarrassed shaking the phone in his hand booklet.

"Is that really the case?" I frowned slightly.

"Yes." He answered frankly.

When I was not disturbed by the elf girls, as soon as I opened my mouth, he would pick up this booklet and write it seriously, it seemed that he was indeed making a memo.

But I have concluded in my heart that the things recorded in that booklet are definitely not that simple.

To say why...

"By the way, Mr. Bullock." Alsace suddenly pointed out the corridor window, a domed building tens of meters away from here, "What is that building for?"

I looked over there: "That building... sorry, I haven't been in it, so I don't know."

The rustling sound sounded again, and I turned around to see Alsace start writing again.

"Is there anything that needs to be noted just now?" I asked in surprise.

Isn't there no substantive content at all?

"Um..." He hesitated for a moment, and stopped writing to answer, "I just found out that I misspelled a few words in the record just now, so I just need to modify it, please don't worry about it."

But I just clearly saw that he turned a page and continued writing.

"Is that really the case?" I asked suspiciously.

"Yes." He put on the same candid smile as before.

"..."

I was really concerned about the contents of that booklet, but no matter how I asked, I only got this kind of strangely vague answer,

"Speaking of which, Mr. Bullock, you are really tall." He suddenly started another topic and looked up at the top of my head.

"The physique of orcs is like this." I responded casually, "You are. Although I haven't seen many humans, it feels like you are the tallest one I have ever seen."

"Yes." His expression was a little smug, "There are not many men in the Royal Knights who are taller than me."

"Yes, is it?"

I always feel that there is something wrong with what I just said...

"Mr. Bullock, what is your exact height?" he asked.

"Two meters to one."

As soon as he finished speaking, Alsace immediately opened the booklet in his hand and started writing with astonishing momentum.

"What are you remembering?" I was startled by his actions, "Is there anything worth recording about my height?"

He suddenly stopped writing, raised his head and blinked his eyes twice as if he had just realized it, and then a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face: "Ah, I'm sorry, I accidentally made a rude move... I'm sorry, Actually, I'm just a little curious."

"curious?"

"Yes, I have seen orcs who came to our country as mercenaries in the northern cities before, but this is the first time I have seen one as tall and strong as you, you..." He said and moved his eyes to me The chest and arms stretched under the clothes, "The body has been exercised quite well."

"Yes, is it..."

"It's the first time I've seen such a strong figure like you, and I heard that you broke two records in the physical fitness test at the end of the previous year." He observed me carefully and nodded slightly with appreciation. "I have also been trained in the Knights for quite a while, but to be honest, the effect has not been very satisfactory. So I would like to know more about how you exercise. Can you tell me your weight first?"

This reason sounds reasonable, but his overly eager eyes always make me feel weird.

"This... I'm not very clear about it myself, I don't have the habit of weighing myself." I tried to be vague.

"Eh? But I remember you..." He showed a puzzled expression, "Ah, I didn't mean to offend you, but I heard that you were detained in Saidian as a prisoner of war. According to the alliance's war law, It was necessary for the receiving party to confirm the physical condition of the prisoners of war when they first took them in, and they should have checked their weight at that time."

"Well, I didn't want to cooperate very much at the time, so I stepped on the scale they brought over."

This is really true. I even made a fuss in the containment room in shackles, and then was subdued by Roland again with a spell. When I woke up again, I was put on a collar, thrown into a cage and pulled to the trial seat.

Alsace didn't speak, and immediately lowered his head and began to write.

"Do you want to write this down too?" I was dumbfounded.

"Then can you tell me your exact age?" He raised his head eagerly, completely ignoring my reaction, and continued to ask—and it was a series of questions, "What hobbies do you usually have?" ? What position did you hold in the tribe? How many people are there in the family? Oh, by the way, could you tell me your family name if it's convenient?"

These questions have nothing to do with the reasons just mentioned!

The more excited he was, he unconsciously took a step closer to me, which made me take a step back to keep a distance.

For some reason, I suddenly recalled the scene where I was locked in the equipment room by Miria and confronted her, and a little cold sweat dripped down my back.

Something is wrong, absolutely—I am now convinced that there must be something wrong with the Highness in front of me!

"Your Highness, I suddenly remembered that I have something urgent to do, so..." I tried my best to adjust my expression to match the lie I said, "I'm sorry that I may have to excuse you first."

"Are you in a hurry? Do you need my help?" His Royal Highness looked concerned.

"No need, no need, I'll do it myself, don't bother you." I waved my hands again and again, and quickly took a few steps back.

"It's okay, it's not troublesome at all, I'm free now. Please don't be polite, I'll do whatever I'm busy..."

"Hey, it's Alsace... Your Highness?" At this moment, an elf girl suddenly appeared at the corner of the corridor ahead.

Alsace turned his head slightly surprised.

"It's really you!" The girl who saw his face walked towards him quickly with a look of surprise.

"You, hello, I'm a student of the magic branch, my name is..." She introduced herself nervously, and saluted Alsace at the same time.

"Ah, hello, that I... eh, Mr. Bullock?"

Taking advantage of the moment when Arthas was distracted by the elf girl's accost, I quickly turned around and ran away, pretending not to hear the call behind me.

This prince has a problem (3)

The next day, I came to the classroom early and took the seat in the last corner.

The total school year of the highest school of the elves is as long as 30 years, and their teaching schedule is also very loose, but what is surprising is that after the busy end-of-year exams, this college will still provide students who do not need to take make-up exams. A variety of audit courses until the beginning of the new school year.

Probably because I live a very leisurely life on weekdays, so I don't have much need for holidays. Instead, I need to find something to do at this time.

To be honest, I am not interested in this kind of extra class time, and it is not a pleasant experience to be in the same room with the elf girl and teacher who are constantly on guard against me. The reason why I am sitting here is because considerations in other respects.

According to what Roland said, the main combat faction in this country has been trying to make some small moves. Although Roland has taken insurance measures, it is not absolute.

In the past two days, I don't know if it's my nervousness or something. Occasionally, I have a strange feeling of being followed and monitored by someone.

Moreover, since I came here, I feel that there are always all kinds of troubles coming to my door...

So I decided to occasionally change my work schedule and daily schedule, instead of staying in the dormitory and occasionally going hunting in the woods like before. Tracks that are too simple and regular are easy for others to grasp and find opportunities to take advantage of.

The other students who came to attend the class walked into the classroom in twos and threes, and each of them took an extra look at me when they came in, showing a look of surprise.As the class time approached, the number of students entering the classroom gradually increased, but because it was not a compulsory course, the number of students was still not as high as usual, and the students were sparsely and evenly distributed in the auditorium-style seats—except around me This large area was deserted.

...I'm fucking used to it, really.

"Excuse me, is this seat occupied?" A familiar voice came from beside him.

"No, please feel free." I looked ahead and replied reflexively.

Um?Wait, this voice isn't...

I reacted and turned my head suddenly to look over.

The long-haired young man with a handsome face sat down firmly beside me and smiled brightly at me: "Good morning, Mr. Bullock."

I could feel my face changing all of a sudden.

"Alsace...Your Highness? Why are you here?"

"I came here to attend lectures, and I didn't expect to meet you. What a coincidence." Alsace replied calmly.

"Just a coincidence?" I frowned.

"Of course." He smiled as calmly as yesterday.

"Then do you remember what class this is?"

The smile on his face froze for a moment: "...a brief introduction to mainland geography?"

"It's a brief introduction to elf culture and customs." I corrected.

"..." Alsace smiled and said nothing.

"...Class hasn't started yet. If you go to the wrong classroom, there is still time to find it again." After a while of silence, I reminded.

"No, I suddenly became very interested in elves' culture and customs, so just listen to this class." He said without changing his expression.

"I heard you mentioned that I suddenly want to take a class on the introduction to mainland geography." I pretended to get up.

"I also suddenly want to attend that class again, please allow me to go together." Alsace also gestured to get up.

"I changed my mind, let's listen to this class." I sat down again.

"Ah, I changed my mind too." He repeated my actions.

"..."

"..."

A moment of silence.

I stared suspiciously at his face hard.

Alsace kept smiling.

something strange...

Sure enough, it was the same as what I thought yesterday, there was something wrong with this guy.

At this time, I suddenly noticed a few figures crowded by the back door not far away—they were a few female elf students, and all of them were staring at this side with mixed expressions on their faces.

I turned my gaze back to Alsace, and asked, "Are those guys here with you?"

"Ah, yes." He turned his head and glanced over there, and greeted him with a smile, "I ran into him on the way here, and said he was in the same class as me."

Not only the few people who followed him, but after he took his seat, the girls who were already seated in the front rows also turned their heads and looked over here.