I watched Constance's support again and I forget she's basically an ojou-sama.

So here's a chapter of The Professor gaining the respect and admiration of Constance

Enjoy.


"You!"

Byleth looked up from his paper work on his desk, seeing a furious Constance with her hands on her hips; her brow furrowed. She held up a piece of paper in front of his face.

"What is the meaning of this!?"

Byleth looked from Constance's face to the piece of paper.

"Its an exam."

Constance pulled back the paper. "I am well aware of what this is, I mean why did you mark this question wrong!?" She pointed to one of the many essay questions, where next to it was an X.

"Because you got it wrong."

"How!?"

Byleth set down his quill. "In the question I asked you to name the female mage responsible for discovering hexes and briefly describe her life."

Constance grinned. "And I put Tharja!"

Byleth nodded. "That is correct, but its the second part of the question you got wrong."

"Again, how!?"

Byleth held his hands together. "Can you please explain to me what you put for the second part of the question."

Constance held the piece of paper in her hands and read off her answer.

"Tharja was a princess of Plegia, she fell in love with a royal tactician who in turned assisted her in her research into hexes."

"That is wrong."

"What!?" Constance looked up from her exam.

"Tharja was nothing more than a regular foot soldier, a combat mage for Plegia. She was recruited by a prince to fight in his army."

"And the tactician?"

"Ah, Robin. They started off a commoner, but was given the status of a royal tactician by the same prince who recruited Tharja."

"G-Given royal status?" Constance wasn't even aware that was possible.

Byleth took the exam from her and scribbled off the X. "I'll give you points for it since the lesson was about foreign affairs and I don't expect you all to know much about that."

"Keep your points! I do need your pity!" Constance turned around stormed off.

Who did that man think he was? He dared mark a question wrong? Well its not like she cared in the first place, it was just a stupid exam after all. It was nothing more then a waste of time and a distraction from restoring her house. So unless that commoner had an idea that could greatly benefit her dream he best keep his nose to himself. And his students! There were unbearable! Hanging off his every word like dogs, even nobles like Ferdinand and Edelgard herself seemed to be enraptured by him.

That last part was something she could not wrap her head around, Edelgard was the heir to the throne of the Adrestian Empire; and yet she was always around the Professor. Constantly paying attention in class, asking questions, she even talked about him almost all the time.

Sometimes she wondered if she was the only one with her head on straight. The only reason she even agreed to be in that man's class was so she could broaden her horizons a bit, and get closer to Edelgard so she could discuss the plans of rebuilding House Nuvelle.

But Edelgard was either too busy or only ever wanted to talk of the Professor. Fine then! If that mercenary was so great then he would have to prove himself, not that he'd ever get a chance too.


"You!"

Byleth turned around as he was walking along the courtyard. Seeing Constance underneath the shade of a tree, pointing at him.

"Did you need something, Constance?" He approached her and she frowned.

"I'd prefer it if you did not refer to me so casually."

"How shall I refer to you then?"

Constance beamed. "By my full name! Constance Von Nuvelle!"

The two stared at each other in silence. "Did you need something, Consta-"

"Von Nuvelle!"

"..."

The two continued to stare at each other.

"Did you need something?"

Constance frowned before sighing and pointing at Byleth again. "I've heard from your students that you are regarded as one of, if not the best swordsman in all of Fodlan!"

Byleth scratched the back of his neck. "I wouldn't really say that..."

Constance ignored him. "But they have obviously never heard of Yuri!" She placed both hands on her hips. "Therefore, I've arranged a duel between the two of you! Come along now!"

Constance led him to the training grounds, ducking in between spots of shade as Byleth followed her.

Once they arrived at their destination Byleth spotted Yuri standing in the middle, waiting for them he turned towards the Professor and smiled.

"Ah, Professor. Sorry about this, I would have said no but I was curious myself to see how good you really were."

The Professor approached the middle of the training grounds while Constance watched from the shade, grinning to herself. The two swordsman stood opposite of each other.

"Its fine, I've been meaning to judge your abilities myself."

"Oh? Then I won't hold back"

Constance's grin did not waiver, this mercenary was no match for Yuri. Yuri was cunning, and quick. She had never seen such swordsmanship, even if he did fight with dirty tactics it was impressive nonetheless.

Constance's grinned quickly disappeared however when in three minutes the duel was already over.

Byleth had knocked the sword out of Yuri's hand and kicked him in the chest, knocking the ashen wolf leader to the ground and pointed the wooden sword at him. Yuri only stared up dumbfounded.

"A-Amazing...You win..." Yuri stuttered. Byleth gave a small grin before moving the sword away from Yuri and offering him his hand. Byleth helped Yuri up before speaking. "I have something I must attend to, I would not mind dueling with you again." Yuri nodded. "Y-Yes..."

Byleth walked past Constance, nodding to her as he did.

What was that!? How did that stupid commoner defeat Yuri so quickly!? He barely even had a chance!

Yuri walked by Constance but she stopped him. "Yuri! What was that!? What happened! I expected better from you!"

Yuri didn't say anything, instead glancing away. Constance raised an eyebrow, walking around him to get a look at his face. But Yuri kept turning away, hiding his face.

"Yuri are you...Blushing?"

He turned to her in surprise, a clear blush on his face. "W-What n-no I..." He cleared his throat. "Just try to stay out of trouble." He walked past her and out the training grounds. Constance crossed her arms.

That commoner won this time, but he will surely lose next time.


"You! Why am I going over there!?"

Despite what Constance said about the man she had to admit he certainly knew how to give out orders. No doubt his skill came from his mercenary background.

Yet even then, there was no excuse for his current orders.

Byleth had looked up at her sudden outburst from the map he was holding out. "I need you and Caspar over there once the enemy tries to flank us."

Constance narrowed her eyes. "You speak as if you know exactly how these bandits will move." She crossed her arms. "Not to mention, it is currently the middle of night. How do you expect us to know if bandits are approaching us?"

"The bandits will be using torches."

"And how could you possibly know that!?" The rest of the Professor's students were watching them now. Why they didn't similarly question the mercenary's orders was beyond her.

"Constance, either follow my orders or return to the Monastery." Byleth stood up straight and stared down at her. Constance glared back before turning her head and mounting her pegasus, flying over to the position Byleth pointed out on the map earlier. Leaving Caspar to scramble to catch up.

There, she waited along with Caspar for the bandits who were supposedly supposed to come. She heard the sound of fighting off in the distance, no doubt the commoner and the rest of his moronic students were engaging the main force. Leaving Constance and Caspar on the sidelines.

This was stupid. She was a renowned mage, utterly unmatched! The only person who could even compare to her was that Lysithea girl but Constance was naturally born with magic! Not altered like Lysithea was.

Thirty minutes had passed and still no sign of any flanking bandits. Caspar had taken to attempting to balance his axe on the palm of his hand, Constance sighed. This was it. She was done trying to reason with the commoner, screw his orders, the restoration of House Nuvelle would get no where if she was stuck underneath his leadership.

She took to the skys on her pegasus, leaving Caspar behind as he called out to her. Raining lighting and fire down on the bandits below her.

With her help the battle no doubt went by quicker than usual. As she landed the commoner walked up to her and she turned around, a big smile on her face as she was prepared to show him just how wrong he was.

Her smile quickly faded however, when she saw the look on his face and the fiery rage in his eyes. She cowered as he walked right up to her.

"I thought I told you to stay put with Caspar."

"Y-Yes but I..."

"This is the battlefield, Constance. Death is just a wrong misstep away."

"Caspar was more then capable of handling those bandits by himself!"

Byleth narrowed his eyes at her. "Was he?"

He looked to the side and she followed his gaze. Seeing a gravely wounded Caspar being loaded up onto a wagon. Numerous arrows riddled his body and he was barely breathing.

She turned to look back at the Professor but he had already walked away. A few of the other students stared at her before they looked away and followed their Professor. Leaving Constance alone.

What had she done?


Constance rarely went out of The Abyss after that incident. She didn't attend class either and no one came looking for her. As she was sitting at her desk she noticed Hapi walk by her room. She popped out of her room to catch her.

"Hapi! I've been meaning to ask you about something!"

Hapi turned her head to look at Constance, a surprisingly serious look on her face.

"I'm sorry Constance but I'm on my way to class."

"C-Class?"

Hapi nodded. Constance's brows furrowed and she placed both hands on her hips.

"How can you attend that mans class?! He teaches nothing!" Constance's stern look faded when Hapi glared at her.

"I don't think you have any right to say anything after what happened during the last battle."

"B-But I..."

"You need to fix yourself, Coco. This isn't like you, I don't even know who you are anymore."

Constance panicked. "I-I'm your friend! I'm your Coco!"

Hapi turned her whole body towards Constance. "Are you? Or are you Constance Von Nuvelle."

"I-I'm..." Constance trailed off and looked away. She heard Hapi hold back a sigh.

"I'm running late for class." The red head turned around and left, leaving Constance with her confused emotions.

She was out of friends, everyone seemed to hate her. Edelgard did not even acknowledge her existence, Hapi would only make excuses, Balthus would pretend to be busy and Yuri would tell her what an utter fool she was being.

It wasn't fair! She was a Nuvelle! Part of the once prestigious House Nuvelle! And while that glory may have faded she would surely regain it!

So how dare a man like the Professor have more than her? How could he inspire people and be so bright even though he was just a commoner? He had nothing to his name! He was nothing!

Unless...There was something she was missing, unless she was actually wrong...But that couldn't be, could it?

Would he know? The Professor? He seemed to know everything; he knew what to say, what to do. She would have to ask him, but to do so would be such an embarrassment to her. If history found out that a Nuvelle had asked for help from a commoner it would all be over!

No! No more of this! A classmate had almost died because of her incompetence, if a fellow comrade of her died because of her actions that would stain her reputation even worse!

She would shelf this selfish pride of hers, she would ask the Professor. Her Professor would surely know what to do.


"Professor?"

Byleth looked up once he finished locking up the classroom. It was late in the evening, the sun had just set below the horizon and Constance was staring at him, fidgeting with her hands.

"Do you need something, Constance?"

Constance didn't say anything at first, she glanced side to side. "C-Could we talk? In the classroom..."

Byleth looked between her and the door leading to the classroom before nodding. Unlocking it and letting her in. He shut the door behind him and turned around.

"What did you need Cons-"

"Forgive me!" Constance bowed deeply, leaving Byleth speechless.

"Constance?"

"I let my stupid pride get in my way and I failed to see just how brilliant you truly are! I failed to see what benefits you could offer me and my dream, I only ever cared about myself and because of that a classmate of mine almost died!" Constance had begun tearing up now. "So I beg of you! Forgive me!"

Byleth didn't say anything at first before he kneeled down and placed a hand on her shoulder, startling Constance slightly.

"I forgive you."

Constance looked up, her eyeshadow beginning to run from her tears. "T-That easily? But how! I put you through so much trouble!" The Professor shook his head. "I've handled worse. Besides, I can understand how a noble can see an issue with taking orders from me."

Constance blushed lightly. Of course, to the Professor her challenges were hardly anything. He truly was amazing.

"H-How is Caspar?"

"He'll make a full recovery, and don't worry; he doesn't blame you." the Professor held his chin in his hand for a moment. "I believe he said something along the lines of: "It was great training!"

Constance sighed in relief. The Professor kept speaking. "As for the others it may take a bit. But so long as you apologize to them, I'm sure it'll be fine."

Constance nodded. "Thank you, Professor..."

Byleth smiled and stood up, offering her his hand. She cautiously took it and he helped her up, walking over to the classroom door and opening it up for her. They both left the room and Byleth locked the door behind him. Finally he turned to her.

"Will I see you in class tomorrow?"

Constance nodded eagerly. "Yes, you will..."

Byleth smiled again. "I'm glad; you're a brilliant girl, Constance. Its an honor to have you as one of my students." Constance blushed a deep shade of red, but the Professor didn't catch it as he turned around and walked towards the dorms.

She truly underestimated the Professor.


I feel as if I've been hard on myself lately I went back and reread some of the chapters I was unhappy about and they all sounded pretty good to me. I don't know what I was talking about when I complained about them.

Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed this. HUGE thanks to T.S. Atlas for giving me some ideas and advice on this chapter.

Until next time!