Chapter 126: Using magic weapons (6)
The day after the first semester final exams ended.
Now all that’s left for students is vacation.
Unlike Constell, vacation at Atlas is vacation in the true sense of the word.
In other words, each student spends a lot of free time, such as traveling, playing with friends, or relaxing at home.
Of course, there are students like Constel who engage in stronger training and learning, but they are only a very small number.
Most students assimilate into the atmosphere around them, so it is not easy to concentrate on the next training alone when everyone is looking forward to rest and play.
When everyone was so excited in the classroom making vacation plans.
There was one person who did not assimilate into the atmosphere.
In other words, there is one person who cannot understand the atmosphere.
“It was definitely a technique like this, but the problem of magic manifestation is closely related to the conflict in the mana circuit, and there are many reasons and hypotheses… Uhm, still…”
A male student was alone at his desk, drawing something on paper and muttering.
It was Basileo.
“No, actually, was apparition possible? Everyone said they wrote down the effects after manifestation. Ugh, was I wrong as expected…”
Basileo was busy reviewing the final questions of the final exam.
In the vast majority of these questions, the effect of the technique in the question was written down as is. During the test, Basile clearly decided that the spell could not manifest as magic, but his thoughts were wavering as he wrote down the answers with the thought that most of them would manifest.
This is a problem that even teachers could not provide a complete answer to in the first place. It was natural that Basileo, a student, was concerned about the answers written by the majority.
“No. You can find out by redrawing the technique. This doesn’t work. Then why… ?”
Basileo wrote down his own answer to this problem. Of course, it was so urgent that I couldn’t even complete that one sentence.
However, intuition is called intuition because it usually comes without knowing the reason.
The results of the final exam have not been released yet, and of course the answers have not been released either.
And even if the correct answer is revealed, it is only for general problems.
The final problem that Basileo is concerned about is a bonus and is descriptive. There was no way there was a set correct answer.
Since he cannot see the correct answer, Basileo cannot be sure of his conclusion, and therefore cannot be properly verified.
So he wonders if he is wrong, re-examines the problem from the beginning, convinces himself that he is right, but cannot come up with an answer, and repeats the process.
“Basileo, how long are you going to stay like that?”
Zenita, sitting next to me, said with a wry smile.
“The problem is that the teachers were just playing a light prank? It said it was a bonus issue. “It’s just that the teachers are getting playful with the vacation coming up.”
Basileo was not the only one who noticed the trap of the last problem.
Zenita also noticed that the magic had not been activated. However, at that moment, she thought this was a prank planned by the teachers.
Because 90% of the time she recognized her trap through intuition. It is not based on a thorough theoretical foundation like Basile. In other words, it does not reach the sense of discomfort that it should appear ‘according to the theory’.
“Even if it’s a joke,”
Basil Leo placed one of his hands on his head and said:
“If you don’t understand the question mark hidden in that joke, you can’t just ignore it.”
“Why?”
“Because wizards are people who cannot say ‘I don’t know’ when it comes to magic.”
Zenita then said nothing more and watched Vasileo with her chin resting. As Basil Leo traced the lines on his magic with a intent look on his face, a small smile appeared on Zenita’s lips.
“Alright, everyone, take your seats.”
And not long after, Frontier came into the classroom.
The students quickly returned to their seats. Frondier usually has a languid and relaxed face, but now they all know how he changes when a student makes a mistake or mistake.
Still, since he rarely got angry in the first place, classes and assemblies were held in a calm atmosphere, and during that time, Frontier and the students became very close to each other.
“Thank you for your hard work on the final exam.”
Frontier began with a formal remark.
“Did you do well on the test?”
In response to his question, students’ shouts were heard. It was too difficult, the test scope was too broad, there was not enough time, etc. Frontier was listening to the students’ complaints with a smile.
He said
“Well, it looks like everyone enjoyed it.”
“Please listen, teacher~!”
Playful excuses from students who say ‘woo-woo’. Frondier spoke as if to brighten the mood.
“But it’s vacation now, right?”
“That’s right!”
The classroom becomes noisy and you say, “Wow!” The classroom became noisy as everyone talked about their vacation plans before Frontier came.
“It’s vacation homework during vacation.”
“Ah…”
And this time, the classroom fades away in an instant.
Zenita was looking at the scene in bewilderment.
‘Teacher Frontier, aren’t you enjoying it?’
Every time he said a word, I would complain, then jeer, then be happy, then slump. For some reason, it seems like Frontier is manipulating the students.
Well, if you put your mind to it, it’s a great thing.
“Actually, this is my first time doing vacation homework since I took office here, so I thought a lot about what to do.”
“…”
The students looked at Frontier with nervous faces.
In fact, they tend to let us know about vacation homework very well in advance, but Frontier didn’t say anything until today.
What is his vacation homework?
“When you come back here after vacation,”
“Gulp…”
“Submit your health checkup results.”
“… ?”
The students’ heads tilted.
Frondier continued speaking.
“You can go to the hospital during the vacation period, get a health checkup, and give us the results after school starts. “You don’t have to submit it on the first day of school, you just need to get a health checkup during vacation.”
“… “Is that all?”
Someone asked, and Frondier nodded his head.
“That you don’t get hurt.”
“… !”
“That’s all my vacation homework.”
Then the students let out cheers. Some students were so moved that they had tears in their eyes.
However, Zenita, who had seen a side of the human called Fron Deer, watched Fron Deer with her narrowed eyes.
‘What are you thinking?’ …’
Zenita is no longer able to purely accept every word Frontier says. She was curious about what was behind Frondier’s words. She had already assumed that there was a back.
‘There aren’t that many hospitals around here. Especially if it is a hospital that offers health checkups. Omg! Could it be that Teacher Frontier is in secret with the hospital? An idea that can naturally increase hospital profits… After all, he is a scary person!’
Of course, it was a delusion that went too far.
“Oh, and student Basileo.”
Meanwhile, Frondier called Basileo.
“…”
“Student Basileo?”
“Hot! Yes!”
Basileo finally came to his senses and looked at Frondier.
“Oh, are you here?”
The students burst into laughter at Basileo’s reaction. Everyone thought that Basileo had dozed off.
Zenita looked at Vasileo with her half-admiring, half-jaded face.
‘Since you were concentrating on that last problem, have you been solving it until now without knowing that the teacher was here?’
Is it possible for a person to concentrate to that degree?
Of course, Frondier, seen from her lectern, had a soft face, as she could see what Basil Leo was doing. Well, even if he was dozing off, his expression would still be the same.
“Come to the teacher’s office later. “I have something to tell you.”
“Yes yes? Ah, yes.”
Basileo didn’t know the meaning, but he answered.
Basileo has been frequently witnessing Frondier’s scary appearance recently. His body naturally tensed.
Students were whispering nearby.
“Why are you calling me? “What did I do wrong, Basile?”
“Didn’t you get caught by a magic mistake last time?”
“Oh no way. “That was some time ago.”
“Or that you wrote an absurd answer on the final exam.”
It was accelerating his anxiety quite a bit.
* * *
Basileo went to the teacher’s office with all kinds of worries.
I guess it’s the last question of the final exam.
‘Are you really angry?’
Did you offend Frontier by writing such an absurd answer?
Since he is in charge of the theory class, he may not be able to tolerate anything that is too far from the theory.
─That’s strange. I knew that thing on your neck was your head. Are you rebelling against the biological theory that naturally applies to humans?
It already seems like the cold snow of Frondier is falling.
“Excuse me…”
Basileo entered the teacher’s office and approached Frondier with hesitant steps.
“Oh, welcome.”
Frondier welcomed him warmly.
Basileo was relieved for now, but he still didn’t know. He had already seen the atmosphere of the Front Deer change in an instant. Maybe this moment is a harbinger of warmth.
“Good. “Then let’s go now.”
Frondier stood up.
“Teacher Elodie, I’m here. “The student I was talking about.”
Frondier suddenly called Elodie, and Basileo rolled his eyes in embarrassment.
“Uh, yes, yes?”
“I didn’t know you’d actually think about bringing it.”
Elodie approached the two with her characteristic simple air.
Basileo was exactly twice as nervous as when Frondier was alone.
He said, ‘You two, I heard things aren’t going well between you two…’ …’
Basile also heard rumors about the relationship between the two.
Nothing has happened directly yet, but they say mean things to each other every time they run into each other in the teacher’s office.
Could it be said to be a difference in values as wizards? I heard that those things are in direct conflict.
‘Suddenly it’s Teacher Elodie…’
Basileo swallowed and looked at Elodie.
Many students naturally envy Elodie for her beauty and skills. Of course, among them was Basileo.
He has a teacher he envies and a teacher he admires, but the two are at odds with each other. He felt confused and looked at the two teachers in turn.
“Then let’s go. “The sooner it’s over, the better.”
“There’s nothing to say.”
Then the two put something into their bags and stood up.
“Uh, where are we going?”
Frondier answered Basileo’s question, which would naturally come up.
“Well, first of all, a classroom for magic warriors.”
… For magical warfare?
First?
“Why are you suddenly there…”
“You’ll find out when you go.”
Unlike the kind attitude he shows to his students in the classroom, Frondier here is merciless towards Basileo.
‘No, maybe it’s not the location that’s the problem, but me.’
They are kind to other students, but not to me. When Basileo thinks about that, he becomes somewhat depressed.
“Let’s go. “I don’t have much time.”
“Yes, yes.”
Basileo first followed Frondier.
No matter how complicated and depressed his feelings were, he had no choice.