Super Rich

In this world, noble children were expected to attend an academy once they turned fifteen. It wasn't just a casual tradition—it was practically a law among nobility.

Even the royal family followed this rule, sending their heirs to prestigious academies where they would study, train, and build connections.

This system had been established seventy years ago, created by the Alliance of the three races and the great leaders from each race.

The idea was simple: these academies would nurture the next generation students who would shape the world's future.

However, there were ways to avoid enrolling.

The first was simple—not being a noble. Commoners weren't bound by this expectation.

The second? Buying your way out.

If a noble family wished to exempt their child from attending, they had to pay an enormous fee—ten million gold coins.

For most noble families, this was an impossible sum.

But for Marquis Edric Valmont, one of the wealthiest men in the kingdom, It was pocket change.

The Valmont family wasn't just rich.

They were absurdly rich.

With numerous trade companies, powerful business connections, and influence extending beyond the Kingdom of Aisman, their wealth was rivaled only by the royal family itself.

In fact, rumors among people of the kingdom said that the Valmonts wealth rivals the wealth of the royal family, which was the wealth of the kingdom. and that the family holds the power in controlling the kingdom's economy.

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After giving a brief explanation about the academy system, Edric fell silent, waiting for Eren's answer.

Meanwhile, Eren was having an internal conversation with Useless.

[I strongly recommend Master to accept,] Useless stated. [Celestia Academy is the core setting where the world's main story unfolds.]

Eren rested his chin on his palm.

'Do I really need to be there? I can just monitor everything from here.'

With enough SP, he could purchase enchanted surveillance artifacts, magic drones, or even use birds with tracking spells to observe what happened at the academy—all while comfortably lazing around in his own room.

[Master, your presence in this world has already shifted the world's fate. Simply watching will not be enough to guide events in the right direction. You may need to personally intervene at crucial moments.]

Eren frowned but didn't argue.

He knew Useless had a point.

If he wanted to prevent the world from heading toward a bad ending, he had to be present during major events.

He didn't mind helping the main characters.

The problem was...

He just really didn't want to move.

Going to the academy meant responsibilities, effort, and—worst of all—socializing.

Just thinking about it made his want to go bad to his room a fall in his bed in laziness.

'Ugh… this feels like work all over again,' Eren groaned internally, feeling the familiar annoyance creeping in.

"Can you give me some time? I'll try to come up with a decision," he finally said, his voice steady but lacking enthusiasm.

His parents exchanged a brief glance before smiling, though there was a trace of concern in their expressions.

His mother reached out, gently patting his head. Her touch was soft, warm—filled with a quiet reassurance.

"Take your time, dear. You don't have to hide how you feel. If you don't want to go, Mommy will help you," she said with a loving smile.

Edric nodded in agreement. "Yes. Just let us know when you're ready—whether you decide to go or not. We'll support you either way."

Eren simply responded with a small, polite smile.

Unfortunately, the peaceful moment didn't last long.

"Tch!"

A sharp, irritated sound echoed across the table.

it was Cedric again.

He clicked his tongue louder than before, his annoyance now more obvious.

"It's obvious he won't go. What's there to think about?" Cedric scoffed, crossing his arms. "He'll just keep staying in his little nest room."

"Cedric!" Isadora frowned at him, her voice laced with disapproval. "You can't talk about your brother like that."

"What? I'm just stating the facts," Cedric shot back, his tone sharper than before. "The brat has always rejected the idea of going out. When was the last time he even stepped outside the mansion?"

His words made their mother's expression harden with disbelief and upset.

"You—!"

Just as she was about to scold him further, Edric raised a hand, stopping her.

"Isadora, let it go," he said gently, placing his palm over hers on the table to calm her. "He just returned from a long trip. He's having a bad day."

Isadora's expression sadden with a frown, but she let out a slow breath, forcing herself to relax.

Edric then turned his gaze toward his eldest son. Unlike his wife, his expression wasn't angry—just tired, with a hint of quiet sadness.

"Cedric," he said calmly. "I understand what you mean. But you need to remember—this is important for Eren's future. We can't assume he'll reject it outright." His words were even, reasonable.

Cedric clenched his fists under the table, his jaw tightening. He wanted to argue—but his father wasn't completely wrong.

Eren hadn't rejected the idea yet. He'd only said he would think about it. Which meant there was still a chance.

A chance that his reclusive little brother would finally step out of his comfort zone and change his bad habits, even if just a little.

His father wasn't as blind as their mother, who spoiled Eren without question.

He understood Eren's bad habits. His reluctance. Even his—illness.

Edric wasn't forcing him.

He simply wanted to help him have a better life. To give him a chance at something more. And to ease his wife's worries.

After a long silence, Cedric suddenly pushed back his chair and stood up.

"I'm full."

His tone was flat, devoid of emotion, as he turned on his heel and walked out of the dining hall without another word.

Edric sighed.

Meanwhile, Eren—completely unfazed by the family drama that had just unfolded continued eating. He lazily put another piece of food into his mouth, his expression dull and unimpressed.

Isadora turned to him, her voice softer this time.

"Eren, don't take what your brother said to heart. He doesn't really mean it."

Eren swallowed his bite, then looked at her with his usual deadpan stare.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm not mad," he said flatly, before popping another piece of food into his mouth.

His lack of reaction made both his parents sigh in relief. Eren, on the other hand, was lost in thought.

He felt a little bad for his older brother's situation. He wasn't sympathetic about Cedric's jealousy, but rather, he pitied his personality.

If he had to describe it…

Cedric was probably the most normal and reasonable one in the family. Meanwhile, their parents were the cringey, overprotective, spoiling type.

'Huh... He really needs to find a partner and get married or something.'

Eren lazily chewed his food as the thought passed through his mind.

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(Useless's Extra: World History)

"Hello, everyone. I am… Useless. My Master's system and his assistant," Useless introduced itself in an awkward tone, as if reading from a script.

"I would like to inform the Readers that, whenever possible, I will be adding extra information at the end of certain chapters."

"The reason? Because there are many things I wanted to reveal in the previous chapters. Unfortunately..." Useless's expression darkened as if recalling a painful memory.

"Master forced me to skip over important details. And even more information will be skipped in the future!"

"So, to make sure none of you suffer from a lack of context, I will personally provide full explanations!"

"Now, let's begin!"

"Today's topic: World History"

"Ahem... I will start."

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The Origins of the World

Long ago, there was no life in this world. Then, four unknown higher beings arrived. Together, they decided to give life by creating mortals, each representing their own ideals:

Sanin, the Goddess of Creation and Harmony, created the Humans.

Aidlyan, the Goddess of Abundance and Beauty, created the Elves.

Didah, the Goddess of Crafting and Wisdom, created the Dwarves.

Fulcier, the Goddess of Power and Strength, created the Demons.

The four races were placed in different regions, and as centuries passed, they experienced war, conflict, peace, and development.

Three great wars between the races shaped history, just as foretold by the four deities' prophecies. However, the events of the third war triggered an unexpected twist of fate that changed the future forever.

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The Demon Lord and the Great Divine War

During the third war, the Goddess of Power and Strength, Fulcier, mysteriously disappeared.

Her absence gave birth to the first Demon Lord, a being of unparalleled power. His reign brought more devastation than all previous wars combined. Conquering vast lands, he forced powerful mortals from every race into submission.

In response, the three remaining races formed an alliance to counter his overwhelming strength. This marked the beginning of the Great Divine War—a battle that lasted twenty years.

In the end, the Alliance emerged victorious, defeating the Demon Lord and driving the demon race beyond the Dark Mountains in the western lands. Even now, the demons have spent centuries preparing for the return of their Lord.

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A Fragile Peace and a New Prophecy

After the war, the three races established an Eternal Peace Pact, putting an end to race-based discrimination.

To ensure future generations were prepared for any threats, the Alliance's first leaders established the Grand Academy five hundred years ago. It was designed to train new Awakeners, regardless of race or status.

However, seventy years ago, the Holy Maiden of Sanin received a prophecy that shook the world's leaders.

Another Great Divine War was destined to come, one that would alter the world's fate forever.

The revelation sent shockwaves through the three races and the Alliance. Determined to prepare for the inevitable conflict, they began investing heavily in the next generations, strengthening the four Great Academies.

Yet, there was one part of the prophecy hidden from the public—known only to a select few.

It spoke of someone from an unknown background who would be born as the world's savior. This individual would end the deep-rooted conflict between the three races and the demons.

And the day that boy is born… will signal that the war is drawing near.

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Final Words from Useless

"And that concludes the general version of the world's history."

"The person mentioned in the prophecy is none other than the Hero of this world—the protagonist of its destined story."

"As expected from a Transmigration and Isekai world, my Master has arrived in a place that follows the script of a grand tale."

"But I won't spoil anything further! The rest will be revealed in due time."

"That's all for today! I hope this helps you understand a little more about the world my Master is in."

"See you next time!"