This semester is perfect
1st year class in the Department of Knights.
The place was already full of students who had come first.
“Hmm, that’s not a good reaction either.”
And the reaction the students showed me when I appeared there.
I nodded, remembering their reaction as if looking at the filth.
It was what I expected anyway, and all I had to do was listen to the class.
dump-
As I was sitting in an empty seat, reading a textbook, and preparing for class, someone approached me.
“Heize, you bastard. No, should I call you Heize without mana?”
“Hey, hey, it’s pitiful to be a commoner, but isn’t it too much to talk about a disability that doesn’t mean you can’t collect mana?”
Unlike other people who just looked at me, a group of boys who actively quarrel with me, no, bet on me.
Among them, I focused on the blond-haired man who turned his hair all white in the center of them.
‘The other guys are passing extras, but this guy is a little different. Marlon Haster.’
Marlon Haster.
A character with an attractive, well-combed blonde hair, but a character who made people mad throughout the game with a greasy face.
“What does a nobility freshman do to a nobility exorcist?”
It was a character who immediately joined the aristocratic group in the first grade.
It was also said that he had enough ability and background.
“What do you want to see? Even before the end of my freshman year, I came to see the face of an idiot who hated all the three factions that control the academy.”
When I saw the killing face, it felt like my fist was going to go out, but I endured it with superhuman patience.
You don’t think that stupid Heize’s head is an insult?
It wasn’t that stupid.
‘That guy is a freshman and a junior, but he belongs to the aristocracy after all. I don’t have any background, so there’s nothing good to look at.’
I just thought that now was not the time.
Contrary to his greasy face, Marlon Haster’s talent and background were clear.
[Marlon Haster]
Age: 15
Strength: C- (B+)
Stamina: D+ (B)
Agility: D (B)
Intellect: D+ (C+)
Mana: D (B-)
Skill: Haster-style swordsmanship (A)
Special Note: The eldest son of Count Haster
‘The Count’s eldest son…. The next count is almost confirmed, and the stats are also raised evenly. Average D+. Normal.’
Considering that he was only 15 years old, it wasn’t a bad status window.
In particular, his skill, ‘Haster-style swordsmanship’, is an excellent skill and swordsmanship that has received a fairly generous rating of A.
At least, it is certain that if you run blindly, you will not be able to pick out bones.
‘Well, if you roll your head a few times and dodge it with one punch, it’s over.’
Of course, I didn’t think that the fight would be unwinnable.
He has low intelligence due to his sloppy head, and mana creeps out due to the restriction of mana extinction, but his strength, stamina, and agility are so overwhelming.
In addition, the characteristics of martial arts and martial arts that have not yet been properly confirmed.
If the skills that were originally supposed to be in the skill are too high, so if you use them harmoniously with those assigned to the characteristics, the buttery Marlon Haster in front of you is light.
But what if we add up his background and the extras that stand around him?
“The class will start soon. Can I do that? The professor of the Knights Faculty is strict.”
It is best not to touch it.
Do you avoid it because you are afraid of poop? Avoid it because it’s dirty.
Marlon Haster frowned as I pointed to the door the professor was going to enter at the sound of the bell to signal the start of class.
“…do you know that that strict person is a professor loyal to the royal family?”
“Oh, I didn’t know that. Thanks for letting me know, Marlon.”
A professor who is loyal to the royal family – I and I, who applied for a duel for the honor of the princess yesterday, are at the opposite end of the spectrum.
I smiled and thanked him.
Instead of thanking me for my gratitude, Marlon pointed at me.
“Put the word Nim, on the subject of a lowly commoner-”
“Isn’t everyone equal in the academy? Isn’t it because you want to break the school rules? I’ll close my eyes for once.”
But I wasn’t the one to listen to such swear words.
There are many rules of Ardian Academy, but the most important rule is that, except for the professors, neither age nor background can suppress them.
Older classmates, noble classmates, commoners classmates, and younger classmates were all the same classmates.
And the penalties for violating those rules are quite substantial, so it would be terrifying to Marlon Haster, who has just completed half of her freshman year.
“You don’t want to receive a penalty point?”
“…Ugh-”
A penalty in the name of a penalty point.
‘…Is it like 2 bottles in middle school?’
Well, anyway, it was funny to see Marlon Haster, who was tailed by the word of penalty points, returning to his seat with his scoundrels, but there was nothing particularly important.
Oh by the way, I forgot to ask one thing.
“Marlon!”
“Again, Malone…why! This exorcist!”
This time, he did not speak the word commoner.
They just ridiculed me for saying I was an exorcist.
But now, the nobility or the imperial family would not pay much attention to it, so to me it was nothing more than a meaningless label.
So, rather than reacting to the word exorcist, I brought up the reason I called him.
“But what about today’s class? I didn’t go to class yesterday.”
“….huh! That’s stupid. I banged it and it looks good. Even if you know the contents of the class anyway, there is nothing you can do about it. Outcast, no, mana-free.”
…it’s a little unsettling.
The guy who has been calling me an exorcist all of a sudden calls me a mana-free nickname.
And with the fact that it is now the second semester of the first year, I thought that it was possible.
“Today’s lecture is about ‘mana’.”
An ominous imagination has always come to me as a reality.
mana.
Lectures about it that are not permitted to me now.
So I waved my hand with a stiff face.
“…Yes, thank you. You can go back.”
“It’s not okay to go back, but it was on the way back!”
Marlon Haster, who had originally intended to do so, but as my words were added, somehow felt as if he had received my order and returned to his seat, muttered, but did not stop.
quiver-
“Let everyone sit down. I will start class from now on.”
This is because the door to the classroom opened and the professor in charge of today appeared.
“There will be students you are seeing for the first time, so let’s start by briefly introducing yourself. My name is Belmont. This is Belmont Agerion. Any questions?”
“…the second son of the Duke of Agerion.”
“The knight of the flash is a professor? Nonsense!”
He is the second son of the famous Duke of Agerion and the younger brother of the current Duke of Agerion.
Belmont Agerion was the professor in charge of the second semester of the first year of the Knights Faculty.
And Belmont Agerion, who captivated the first graders at once with a gloomy look, spoke up.
“It is you. A student who was rude to the Crown Princess.”
He was the standard of Ardian Academy, with a firm but weak anger, but not persecuting students in his position as a professor.
Of course, I didn’t mean to just sit still and listen to it.
“It’s not good to see students being treated with respect, Professor.”
“…you have the attitude of a student who applied for an honorary duel with the princess. I will watch.”
There are students below the professor, and the student cannot be higher than the professor, even if he is a prince.
In other words, Professor Belmont Agerion’s use of honorific words is the only violation of his school rules.
When he pointed it out, Belmont immediately removed the honour, but the words he spat did not disappear.
Knowing that, Belmont stared at me for a moment and started the class.
*
“What is mana – this is the core of today’s lesson and all you need to know in the future. Do any students know about Mana?”
“Me.”
“Yes, Marlon Haster. What is mana?”
“It is the foundation of nature and the power that enables humans to fight against demons.”
“That’s right.”
Although there was a brief commotion, Professor Belmont continued the class gently.
And Malone did a perfect job as a brilliant student too.
Professor Belmont, who praised Malone with a soft smile, spread out his hand.
Hwareuk-
Blue mana trembles like flames on Professor Belmont’s hand.
When many students can’t help but marvel at the type of mana they see for the first time.
“This is Mana. Some of you already have mana, some have no mana, some will never have mana.”
The horse had bones.
Since the students did not know who the last words were referring to, the sound of giggles filled the classroom.
thud-
“quiet.”
“…”
But Professor Belmont did not allow the chatter.
Professor Belmont, who showed his students about mana by typifying mana as if he was the only one who could drive Hayes, snapped his finger.
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Just-
“Assistant professor. bring it.”
“Yes, Professor!”
At his call, the assistant professor hurriedly left the classroom, grunted and came back to the classroom with something.
thud!
Something on the professor’s desk.
that’s not-
“….branch?”
“It’s pretty thick isn’t it?”
It was a thick branch.
A pile of branches thick enough to be considered a log if you collect only a few.
It was placed in front of Professor Belmont.
Despite the curiosity in the students’ eyes, Professor Belmont continued the class without hesitation.
“Now, who doesn’t know what’s here?”
“There is not!”
A chirping sound of an answer.
Professor Belmont, who smiled faintly as if satisfied with him, continued.
“It is a branch of the Creed tree. As strong as steel, they are his branches used to build walls and wooden barriers. It lacks that of the trunk, but its rigidity is incomparable to other branches.”
“May I ask what this has to do with this class?”
“Good question, Marlon Haster. Mana and Creed Twigs. There is no connection between these two. But- my explanation is relevant. So close your mouth and open your ears.”
“…I will listen.”
Marlon Haster, who raised the question vigorously, shut his mouth, and in the quiet classroom, the students focused their eyes on Professor Belmont.
“Here is a branch of Creed. Can anyone hold this on both ends and break it?”
“I can do it.”
“Okay, Seron-kun. Come out and destroy it.”
“Yep.”
At Professor Belmont’s beckoning, a student with the name of Seron strode out onto the podium and picked up a branch of Cradle.
“Break it.”
“Yep.”
Wow!
It didn’t take long for the branch of Creed in Seron’s moderately muscular hands to break apart.
In the first place, all the children belonging to the Knights Faculty did not hesitate to train themselves to become knights.
Even if it was a woman, there was no one in this place who could not break a Creed branch.
“Good job, come in.”
“….thank you.”
Because it was an easy task, the children who wanted to be noticed by Professor Belmont were envious of Seron.
Therefore, it was only natural for everyone, including you, to raise their hands at the next Professor Belmont’s words.
“The next five. Are there any contenders?”
“Me! I want to do it!”
“No, please vote for me! professor!”
Among the students who raised their hands, Professor Belmont chose-
“Marlon Haster. come out.”
“Thank you professor.”
It was Marlon Haster.
He is very focused on his classes and has skills, and even comes from aristocrats.
It’s strange that Professor Belmont didn’t choose him.
After receiving Professor Belmont’s call, Marlon Haster came out of the podium and held 5 bundles of krad twigs in his hand.
“Wow!”
Kwajik!
It wasn’t until his face turned red that the five bundles of krad branches were smashed.
Professor Belmont, who patted Marlon Haster on the shoulder and praised him, returned him with a satisfied look on his face.
“Okay, let’s go in.”
“….thank you.”
Marlon Haster, who split 5 bundles of krad twigs without mana, only by strength, was never at the level of a freshman.
Ten bundles of crad branches were placed in front of Professor Belmont after completing the evaluation.
“next. Is there?”
“…”
But this time it was quiet.
Except for Natasha, who is not here in the first-year knight department, Marlon Haster, who is arguably the best, broke five with no mana.
Of course, there must be a freshman who breaks ten bundles without mana.
“Are there no applicants? Then let me choose for myself.”
gulp-
When all the people who have wanted to go out so far desperately wish that they would not be called.
“Hey. Heize-kun, come forward.”
“Whew-”
The moment Heize’s name came out of Professor Belmont’s mouth, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
of course-
“People, you look good. I’ve known you since I was. Be humiliated in front of everyone.”
There were others, like Marlon Haster, who wanted Hayes to be humiliated.
A bundle of ten heavy Creed twigs was placed on Heize’s hand, who climbed onto the podium with everyone’s expectations (?).
tuk-
“Break it.”
A bundle of twigs that are thick enough to be considered a log.
A slight smirk hung on the corner of Belmont’s lips, who instructed him to break it lightly.
“If you beat me without mana, I will give you a full score this semester. Of course, you don’t even have mana to spend.”
Despite the outright insulting words, Heize calmly looked at the bundle of twigs in her hand and spoke.
“Don’t forget that promise, Professor.”
“of course.”
“let’s begin.”
Whoops-
Grasp both ends of a bundle of log-like creed twigs and bend them.
It’s obviously wood, but the way it stretches like rubber makes it hard to tell if it’s wood or rubber.
Well, that’s enough of a great skill.
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Just like when there are five, it is five times more difficult to break than one.
Even when there were ten, it was difficult to break more than twice as much as five.
“…Anyway, there is one thing I want to say. When it is one, it can be destroyed by force, when it is five, it can be destroyed by cooperation rather than by strength, but when it is ten, it is neither strength nor cooperation, but only mana…”
But Professor Belmont did not look at me and continued what he was trying to say through me.
In addition, he tried to break the 10 bundles of Creed twigs he had taken out with his mana surges.
Of course it didn’t last very long.
Kwajik!
Because I interrupted him with the sound of something breaking.
“It’s broken, Professor.”
“….What?”
I wanted to show that you can destroy with strength when you are one, strength or cooperation when you are five, but only with mana when you are ten, but unfortunately my strength is not normal.
As I read the astonishment in the eyes of Professor Belmont looking at me alternately with the shattered bundle of Krad twigs, I said with a small smile.
“Thank you so much for this semester, Professor.”
I don’t think the scholarship is far away.
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