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I kept my mouth shut as the bear-like fellow continued, "There's always one who won't say his family name. That's when you know he comes from a garbage bloodline, so bad he can't even speak of it. Bastards like you—lowborn scum who slip into the academy without knowing who they're up against. Is that why you're clinging to the prince? Chasing some fantasy of turning your life around?"
His friends burst out laughing, but I was surprised. Even though they knew the prince's identity, they still smoked and drank here? Even if Glenn was easygoing, I couldn't make sense of this with my common sense. I wasn't especially offended by the childish mockery, but I couldn't help wondering, What gave these guys the nerve to act like this?
"What about you, senior?" I asked, keeping my tone slightly polite. "Which family are you from?"
He flashed a sly grin. "Even a bumpkin like you should've heard of this one. The Rosalus family."
Normally, I wouldn't recognize a name dropped so casually. But not this time. Rosalus stood out clearly in my memory. They were an Earl family, quite famous in the capital. The fact that someone like me knew the name meant their reputation ran deep.
"I'm Talis Rosalus, the legitimate son and heir to the family, as well as its next head," he said.
"I see."
"Listen, commoner. I've got my eye on you now. Don't...
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