Academy’s Genius Tamer Episode 97
It was probably around this time.
Massive censorship of the Ministry of Magic.
It was a move that took place after the Ardel Empire was overturned when it was revealed that the person holding a position above took up the professorship with a false thesis.
A mace because it is unnecessary research, and a mace because it has no nutritional value.
I was feeding my thesis at an incredibly tight level.
Because of that, the professors at Ardel Academy were also sharp, so there was no way for Han Si-hyuk to avoid it.
Han Si-hyuk was gifted with the qualities of an outstanding prophet, but his theoretical foundation was very weak as he dropped out of Ardel Academy.
It may be because Han Si-hyuk is the bastard, or it may be because he himself is not very interested.
I don’t know the details of the story, but one thing is for sure: Han Si-hyuk’s research was not at the level that the Ministry of Magic would like.
He is stronger in intuition than theory.
“… How do you know?”
“I just stabbed it.”
Han Si-hyuk’s face was contorted to look good.
He grinned and put the words on it. It was the sound of fanning a house that was roughly on fire.
“Is it true? Have all the subsidies been cut off?”
“Words, sounds that don’t even sound like words.”
“It’s a little credible to say something that doesn’t even sound like a word. Today, my pockets look a little lighter.”
“Are you going to fight me now? From bad research topics to bad guesses. The leap was quite severe.”
Han Si-hyuk shook his head and shook his head.
It seems that he still wants to protect his dignity, but just by looking at his face, he was already involved. He threw a heavy stone fastball there.
“Why the hell did you come here?”
“Do I have to get your permission until I come to Ardel Academy?”
No, it’s not like that.
“You didn’t come here to find a good professor to post a joint thesis, did you?”
“… !”
“Hey, how old are you?”
I just threw it, and this is also correct.
Han Si-hyuk, who is strong in real life, must have been to Ardel to persuade a professor in a similar situation.
Somehow, he probably wouldn’t have come here at this time, so why did he put his face in?
“Great.”
Youn Ha-eul forcibly swallowed a laugh, perhaps intuiting that my prediction was correct.
Han Si-hyuk clenched his fists with a face that seemed to be burning with redness.
looks pretty pissed off I can assure you, if that man had been a sorcerer and not a prophet, he would have blown me away from this place.
Oh, so what?
After all, the magic gene is out of the question for me.
“This kid is really… .”
“Joint thesis, fight. If only I could pass even such a humble award.”
“hey!”
The moment when the impatient Han Si-hyuk was about to grab my neck.
uh?
Just in time, Professor Ernst was walking from the other side of the hallway.
Naturally, he got up from his seat and headed towards it.
“hey… hey!”
“Oh, Professor.”
“… ?”
“The preparations for this study are going well.”
“okay? Was it that you were going to a presentation contest?”
“yes. I’ll make sure to ride the caravan, Professor. Thank you for always caring.”
When I turned my head, Si-hyuk Han, who had suddenly turned into an invisible man, was shaking on the spot.
It seems that it came as a psychological shock to the professor that the guy who was laughing and fucking in front of me was grinning at the professor.
It may seem strange, but this is a passive skill that all graduate students have.
“this… what… .”
His eyes, which had always been laid low enough to be solemn, were rapidly swaying.
shake-.
He waved his hand toward Han Si-hyuk to raise the drug even more.
“… .”
close.
It seems that the sound of clenching teeth can be heard all the way from here.
good effect
Until the very end, he fixed his gaze on Han Si-hyuk.
bang. I closed the door right in front of my eyes.
* * *
Professor Ernst asked the question with interest as soon as the door closed.
At most, I thought they would ask about the research topic of this presentation contest or the current state of the laboratory, but it was a completely different kind of question than I expected.
“Is that your brother?”
I would be referring to Han Si-hyuk without any additional words.
It seems that rumors have already circulated in the Ardel Academy. It didn’t make sense to hide it in the first place.
As an employee of the Ministry of Magic, going back and forth to and from Ardel Academy on a fictional day, there’s no way that rumors wouldn’t come out on such a narrow floor.
I wondered if the rumor had spread that Han Si-hyuk was from a bastard.
I wonder who’s going to touch the staff of the Ministry of Magic, but that’s okay.
Some of the professors, who came from aristocratic backgrounds, must have been secretly trying to ignore them.
A difficult study is expected. Well, it’s not my job.
“Yes, it is.”
There was nothing to hide.
Professor Ernst nodded and clicked his tongue.
“I’m just guessing.”
It looks like you’ve seen the whole process of fighting quite childishly from start to finish.
Professor Ernst had a serious face.
“Do you know what a brother is?”
“Yes?”
suddenly?
It’s a really sudden question.
That person isn’t even my real brother. I’m a human with no brothers up and down.
The professor must have been a professor, or the pathetic little boy couldn’t see it with his own eyes.
Still, I didn’t fight like a mud puddle today.
When I saw the scene where I beat Han Si-hyuk like a dog last time, I am very curious about what he will say.
So, in the future, do you want to talk about reconciliation rather than quarreling and fighting?
I hit the player before Professor Ernst spoke.
“Yeah, there will be eyes to see from now on, so be careful… .”
But, Professor, why are his eyes so bloody?
“It means brother.”
Professor Ernst cut off my words and clasped his hands together.
And then, completely unexpected words came out of his mouth.
“certainly… You have to win.”
Oh right. this human.
I had a bad relationship with Professor Grint.
* * *
“I think that’s enough of the story.”
“ah.”
Fortunately, he didn’t tell me a special route to defeat Han Si-hyuk.
I just spat out a single word and saved the word.
Yeah, honestly, that’s not what an educator would say.
Teaching a middle school student to defeat his older brother without fail.
If you look at this, maybe this family is not the Professor Grint, but because of the temper of Professor Ernst.
It’s not like Professor Grint would be the first to provoke.
This is a reasonable doubt.
Professor Ernst coughed and turned away.
“Are the preparations for the camp meeting going well? I heard it’s next week.”
He nodded his head reflexively at the gentle voice.
Come to think of it, there was a camp meeting.
I almost forgot that important event because I was being ripped out of Professor Ernst’s lab.
A traditional 2nd semester event at Ardel Academy.
It was a program that went to a camp party on the outskirts of the Ardel Empire with the grades immediately above.
To put it simply, it is similar to MT or school trip, but should it be said that an evaluation system was added to it?
They go to the camp and perform the given missions, and based on the performance rate, the 3rd grader who is the next grader evaluates them.
We give extra points by summarizing them, but the proportion is quite large, so we could not ignore it.
The subject is usually unharmed survival.
On the outskirts of the rugged Ardel, they form a group and throw them away and tell them to survive.
This is also a type of group evaluation, but the peculiar thing is that a certain amount of food has to be offered as a tribute to the third graders.
They want to take away the food of the starving children while they bring everything they eat.
I don’t know whose head it came from, but it was a really refreshing idea.
Anyway, seniors can sit still and talk comfortably for a few days, while the second graders can go out happily.
And as a sophomore this year, I have a different role at the camp.
Professor Ernst, who was not aware of these inner scenes, burst into laughter and spat out words.
“There may not have been many opportunities for the two graders to interact together, but through this camp, we can collaborate.”
“sure. I’m already looking forward to it, Professor.”
It’s not cooperation, it’s exploitation.
“I think it will be a very good opportunity, and I am looking forward to good grades as I go out.”
“Let’s try hard one more time.”
– I thought it would give me a sense of burden.
Professor Ernst’s next utterance was disconcertingly delicate.
“In the outskirts of Ardel, water will be quite scarce. On the right is the desert. So if possible, it would be better to take a seat on the left as soon as the camp starts.”
It’s a setting I remember seeing in the original, but of course I couldn’t remember the details. that’s helpful.
Her eyes twinkled and she picked up Professor Ernst’s words.
Except for a few students who were close with their seniors, there were probably few students who knew the terrain outside Ardel, which would be the site of the camp meeting.
However, Professor Ernst, who was full of enthusiasm, was arguing that it was not necessary.
“The most necessary thing to survive is fire. If possible, keep fire and water magicians close… .”
“There is Basil.”
“ah.”
“There is also Closti.”
“I’m going to eat it all by myself.”
“Yes, Professor.”
In addition, advice on group formation followed.
The outline was just information I knew from the original, but reminding me once more was meaningful in itself.
“thank you.”
It was helpful enough.
* * *
on the day of the camp.
We arrived on the outskirts of the Ardel Empire, Keisha Plain, a regular campsite.
On the left, as Professor Ernst said, there must be a lush forest, and on the right there is a plain. The trap is that there is a desert just a little further out of that plain.
Of course, starting today, it will not be thrown into the wild right away.
Today is a group camp day before the full-scale evaluation begins.
It is called a group camp day, and it can be said that it is a briefing session for Kkondae.
The third graders shouted sharply in the chaotic atmosphere.
“Hey, gather in the middle!”
A student-only camp where professors do not attend.
Of course, for safety reasons, the professors were blown away, but at least outwardly, it was definitely being conducted under the leadership of the students.
And, as always, in places like this, there are kkondaes who carry guns.
“hey! Doesn’t everyone stand up straight?”
The sound was so loud that the ground shook.
The second graders stopped in a group with frightened faces.
Even the ignorant kids who had been flirting behind me before kept their mouths shut.
I didn’t know the face of course, but just looking at the actions they were doing gave me a rough feeling.
Standing in the middle of the third graders, Cassan is already showing off her temper.
He was the head of the 3rd year Magic Department and a magician of the Magic Wave series. It seems that he used his magical powers to increase his vocalization.
What kind of self megaphone is it?
Basil was surprised.
“Coo! Loud!”
Basil struggled and inflated her body.
I barely caught the guy who was about to run away in anger.
Please don’t buy here.
“If you don’t want to score, listen carefully, cubs.”
“… yes.”
In fact, there was one reason why I remember Cassan’s name in the original, which was mostly made up of sophomores.
It was a setting where, after all, at a camp meeting, I was longing for my juniors and then I was robbed by Lee Han.
If I had to ask, it was too much similar to me, or the original Han Si-ha.
A one-time villain who gets angry with himself without any probabilities.
But the problem is that there are more people like that in reality than you think.
He wasn’t a tough opponent, but he was annoying.
I’m a moody person who looks at the sense of authority that comes out of my actions according to my personality.
Apparently, I wasn’t feeling very well today.
No, to be precise, it may have an effect on qualifications.
The 3rd graders at Ardel Academy didn’t like the 2nd graders very much.
You don’t have a lot of contact, so is there any reason you don’t like it? Unfortunately, entitlement is a far more intense emotion than humans think.
In the second year, where various main characters of the Seulcademy are distributed, there are many excellent talents throughout the entire academic year of Ardel Academy, and the third year can only be compared with him.
Perhaps it was today that they kept pushing for the blade with a sense of entitlement.
Cassan frowned and continued speaking.
“I didn’t know it was going to be this bad. Where did you all sell your mind? Isn’t tomorrow the start date of the survival ceremony? I don’t think it’s possible to rate it like this.”
Silence pervades the campsite.
Cassan sighed in disbelief and pressed down on her temples.
“under… latte. These bastards were packed and sent right away.”
Me, is that a 16-year-old ambassador?
“Behind it! Babies who have been joking around before. At the time, I couldn’t even find the bones of bastards like you.”
hey, this child To get a latte at your age, you have to go back at least to the days of sperm.
Kang-san hasn’t changed twice since you were born. What kind of latte is that?
Ha, I’m going crazy
Why did my life change to a position where I had to listen to the stories of my 16-year-old latte days?
It’s ridiculous because it’s the same without being angry.
“Uh oh, everyone gets it wrong from the start. Hey, are you listening!”
“Yeah!”
I could see that my expression was rotting, so Kasan’s bloody gaze turned towards me.
“What are you looking at from a while ago, bastard? Hey, do you pick it up?”
“yes.”
Ah, my true intentions popped out in an instant.
He hurriedly added words to calm the chilled air.
oh
“very little?”