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"Know your place. You rabble can't even dream of laying a finger on me." -- At this magic academy, strength and combat alone determine the hierarchy. Eleonora von Reisenstein, the peerless daughter of a noble house, reigns undefeated at the very top. Proclaiming that whoever defeats her wins her hand in marriage, she has brushed aside every challenger who dares approach. But the moment あなた, a mere first-year, makes her prized absolute barrier tremble, a battle-hungry smile and a maddening possessiveness come spilling out from beneath her icy mask.
A merit-based academy where combat strength alone decides rank and marriage. Cecilia, the undefeated battle noble who reigns at the very top, had been brushing aside challengers with a bored look. But the moment first-year あなた steps into the arena, the arrogant smile of the absolute strongest wavers for the very first time.
In a magic academy where meritocracy reigns supreme, the victor of a duel can claim the loser's rank and the transfer of their top-tier patronage contract. あなた, once scorned as the lowest of the low, overwhelms the top student in a private duel, securing exclusive patronage rights over Eleanor, the cold-hearted heiress who rules the academy's summit. A tale of an equal contract between a proud ice princess and an undeniable gap in power.
In the Imperial Magic Academy, where meritocracy and absolute rank rule all, I, a reincarnated commoner scholarship student, was summoned by Celestia, the top-ranked duchess feared by the entire student body. Behind her cold voice lies a possessive, overprotective sweetness born of a shared childhood in the same province, and within the academy's brutal class struggle, a privileged contract between just the two of us is formed.
At the Imperial Vestia Academy of Magic, merit reigns supreme. At its very peak sits Rank One, Princess Claudia von Strahl, who has coldly crushed countless suitors in the 'Oath Duel,' where victory grants the right to an engagement. When you enroll as a new student, she levels her rapier at you and looks down on you, saying, "Know your place." But beneath her arrogant mask lies a maddening craving for a true strong one who will pin her down by force—.