A God Killed Me By Accident, But I Reincarnated As The 4th Son Of The Marquis

Volume 13 Chapter 5: They Don’t Need Me

The next day, F-class was quite enthusiastic as they spoke with one another in the classroom. Their victory was fresh on their minds; they were still basking in the glow. However, this was not all. Besides the victory,

“Sam, I heard you're being scouted by some famous architects!”

“Yeah, I saw you speaking with them.”

“A famous noble also wants to talk to the knitting squad.”

Everyone from F-class was being headhunted. It was not unexpected. The festival wasn't only an enjoyable time for people; it was also a chance to showcase their abilities so companies and other groups would hire them. That was why A and S-class were sought after most of the time.

However, there was someone new who joined the mix.

Coen and the others' skills were showcased to the fullest for everyone. Of course, they would seek them. They were untapped talents who needed to be scouted. S-class was the known quantity, but F-class was an untapped one.

"General, you're back!" The others quickly grinned as they stared at Keith and Muriel entering the room. General stuck on him. Kieth sighed deeply, “Guys, I have to say something to all of you today.” 

“Eh?” 

“From tomorrow onwards, Muriel and I will return to S-class.” The decision was made yesterday.

This sudden news took F-class aback, “What?! You’re going back to S-class!”

"Can't you stay in the class?"

“But that’s unfair!” Everyone in this class got along with Keith and Muriel.

“Guys, of course, he’s going back to S-class.” Coen took a deep sigh. He and Olin were calm, clearly expecting something like this to happen. 

“Keith and Muriel are clearly a cut above all of us.” Keith and Muriel. The only reason the group could do so well against S-class was them.

Moreover, it was clear to everyone that they were above them in every regard. That also hindered their abilities. Keith quarter-listened to the lectures, which were relatively slow, while Muriel read extra lessons to pass the time.

"Having him here would only just hinder his progress." He should be at the top instead. 

"..." They couldn't deny it.

Keith smiled as he clapped his hands, “Relax, Everyone. It’s not like I’m dying. You guys can always come talk to me whenever you want.” It was only a few classes away.

"I think it’s time for me to get out of here as well.”

“Eh?”

“That’s because you guys don’t need me anymore.”

"What?! We still-"

"No, you don't need me to be here. You all have proven that you're gemstones like the other classes. However, you're dull. You only scratched the surface of your potential. But that's for you all to shine yourself. I will just be a burden." A giant gemstone that shined above the dull ones. That was the case of Keith being here, if he stayed, F-class would be overlooked.

“Yeah!”

“We’ll work hard!”

“That’s good!” Keith smiled, “But don’t forget to ask for help if you guys don’t understand. I’ll help out the best I can.” This wasn’t going to be something he was going to leave out. Once he finished his piece, the lecture started.

When class ended, Keith and Muriel headed over to the library. Since they were going to return to S-class they would need to cram some lessons in. While they did,

“Keith, is that what you really think about yourself?”

“Hmm?”

“What you said about you being a hindrance to the others.” She really didn't think he was like that. 

“Oh, that, yeah. I would be a crutch for them.” Keith shook his head, “Having me there will not allow them to grow going forward. If I’m there, they’ll always turn to me for help.” That was another reason he needed to leave.

“Ah.” This was true. They would ask Keith for help during the festival whenever there was a situation. 

"It's fine in the beginning; asking for help and advice is the best course of action if you don't know what you're doing." That was how everyone learned: asking.

However,

"Going forward, I won't always be there for them." Keith wasn't a superhuman who could answer all their questions. They need to figure out the problem independently and find a solution by themselves. 

“And it’s worse because it’s me. All F-class's hard work will be tied to me and me alone.” That was how he felt. Keith was by far the common denominator to all of this. Whatever Coen and the others do, others would always say that it was because Keith was there.

He was basically stealing their effort away. 

That was unfair. 

“They will strive to be better. I believe they can.” Keith grinned. That was something he was sure of. F-class was now on the road to success. 

“...You really have a way to say things.” Muriel smiled.

“Enough about them.” Keith turned serious, “So, how is it going on the island?” Muriel was still living on the Merfolk island. Chelan was supposed to be the one controlling it. However, the prince was now gone. So the one who should have control next would be this princess. 

“I gave it to Jasbir to control.”

‘Ugh. Him?” Keith’s expression turned dark. Jasbir was the merfolk and the third-year representative. 

“...I know. But Jasbir is an okay leader. Also, he’s scared of you, I think.”

“Wait, how do you know?”

“Because he runs away from me whenever I go near him.” Muriel chuckled. That was something that was not going unnoticed by her. That was when Keith laughed.

“Good!” 

"..." Why do you sound so happy about this?