36 – 36. Seniors and juniors (2)
[ Sylvia Coutelli: 3rd year Class C ]
‘It’s amazing…’
Sylvia was suspicious of the fact that her grades came out surprisingly well.
This is because all the students who were in the same class C in the previous semester fell into classes D and E, or, in the worst case, fell directly into the newly opened class F.
Thanks to this, students who were not satisfied with the test results flocked here.
“Does this make sense?! I came out so fast that I was in the top 10 in the end-of-semester evaluation, so how am I in Class F?!”
“Me too. How did the alternate scoring go…”
“Hey, didn’t you come out at the same time as me? Are you also an F?”
“I’m also F. I don’t think there’s much of a difference.”
“I think the test writers should disclose the standards. This must be cheating!”
In general, in the case of the initial evaluation of the semester, since it was a joint practice, it was upward compatible with the mock battle, which was the method used previously, so there was no argument.
However, there was a fact that was revealed while investigating the initial semester evaluation, which is the main criterion for joint practice.
Professor Meuniher announced that as a result of the investigation, someone had intentionally disturbed the underground waterway by pouring wastewater containing a large amount of demon blood into it.
Thus, the initial evaluation of the school year in the hands of others was no longer meaningful, and all were treated equally with 0 points.
In fact, it was to hide Charlotte’s runaway magic, but due to this judgment, dissatisfaction with the class assignment is concentrated in one place.
This is because the end-of-semester evaluation grades became everything in the class assignment test, and the scores of the nerds that Professor Meuniher called were disastrous.
‘Why am I in Class C?’
So Sylvia couldn’t help but be somewhat puzzled.
She expected to score at the bottom of the final grade, but even thinking back to her reasons for staying in Class C, she couldn’t guess.
She was worried about her grades without knowing why, but she didn’t seem to be thinking about it any more as students flocked to her after seeing the posted report cards.
“Noel? How are you in class C? Didn’t you change with me?!”
“Wait, John, he’s in C class too? You, tell me what you’ve done!”
“I-I don’t know! I just worked hard!”
“Besides that, why are you taking out your anger on us? It must be because you guys have something that you can’t do!”
Since their actions didn’t look very nice in Sylvia’s eyes, she thought of going out if it didn’t work out.
“In the first place, the test is already over. Shouldn’t you just accept it?”
“Ha, these lowly things climb endlessly.”
“You’re halfway behind that lowly bastard? It was nice to look down like that, but now I think you should look up at me?”
“You… Dare…!”
“You’d better quit. If you make a fuss here, the school staff will come and penalize you.”
Sylvia gives advice to her classmate, who was in her class until the previous semester, who grabbed Noel’s collar.
She wouldn’t even dream of repeating the same thing she did before.
Although it is simply saying to let go of her hand, Sylvia’s words must not have sounded like a joke.
“Sylvia, who are you to protect those guys? Why, after hanging out with that bastard lately, you seem to have forgotten everything about being a nobleman?”
“That bastard? Who are you talking about?”
“Didn’t you know? Sylvia, you’re hanging out with that bastard, Junon, who was managed by Ji these days! I wondered if I was dragging her around like a slave, but it didn’t seem like that!”
“Haa…”
Do you know that those idiots are breaking the school rules?
Sylvia thought about that and she only sighed for no reason.
For insulting Junon, she can’t even beat her, but if the conflict gets thicker like this, it will lead to a group fight.
Since Sylvia didn’t know that, she just endured it for now.
Instantaneous.
The class who came to see the assignment table with great energy and couldn’t understand the unbelievable results.
A class that no longer has to bow their heads under their persecution.
The two classes were completely divided and were on the verge of escalating into a fight.
“What is it? What’s the atmosphere like here?”
“Well…? It wasn’t like that when I came earlier, was it?”
The two people who arrived to register for classes were watching the situation from a place where they could not be seen.
An ironic combination of the weakest avant-garde, a boy at the bottom called class E’s idiot, the academy’s idol, and a girl at the top that is like a shining jewel.
***
When I mentioned the name Junon, who had been hanging out with Sylvia recently, their interest naturally turned to the score the weakest vanguard received.
Since I didn’t even know who had become an inferior student by now, everyone who was about to leave, including Sylvia, had already left their feet in such a way as to avoid sh*t.
Nevertheless, the prideful things that do not admit defeat and mistakes do not leave their seats.
“Hey, could it be that Junon is…?”
“Let me check!”
As Junon is mentioned, the other idiots again gather their eyes in front of the bulletin board with the class assignment table written on it.
And the result.
“Class A…?”
“Wah, are you sure? Is he really class A?”
No matter how many times I washed my eyes, the letter engraved was an A.
Junon’s class, which was just a matter of gossip and entertainment for them, occupied a place in the top class.
Then what will happen?
“How can the weakest vanguard be promoted to Class A? That doesn’t make sense!”
“The test was obviously wrong. There must have been biased judgment!”
“Yeah, how could such an asshole be in class A?!”
In an instant, a much stronger reaction than before and intense emotions poured into one person.
‘I was scolded for this.’
At this time of year, didn’t the aristocratic union use the number of cases to bring down Professor Meuniher?
If this situation happened now, he would definitely use a dump.
No matter how famous he is, he still lacks power.
‘Yes. I can’t step forward now.’
Knowing that the situation would get worse the moment he left, Junon decided to watch.
First of all, calm down the junior next to you.
“Renias, I don’t care if you say that… Huh?”
Where did he go????
I looked around, but I couldn’t see Rhenias at all.
No way.
Junon swallowed his saliva and turned to one place.
“Oops.”
Lamenting in a low voice that no one could hear, Junon’s eyes were tightly closed and his hands were placed on the back of his neck.
“Then why am I in Class A?”
“Another idiot is whining about being in A class with a strange test standard.”
“Hey, hey… Behind you…”
“What else are you afraid of? If so, you must be a useless avant-garde again.”
“You crazy bastard… Look behind you and tell me…”
“Ah what the hell! Someone is so scared… Uh…?”
The student who was frantic about cutting down Junon and Class A is finally looking back.
It didn’t take even a second for the dull expression to harden like a stone.
From his gaping mouth, no more content related to the test came out.
“I’m in the same A class as Junon-senpai, so I guess I’m just an honor student who was assigned with a biased decision?”
Renias’s cool tone is more chilly than the chill of winter.
She closed her mouth and sealed it to everyone in the coolness that seemed to freeze even ice somewhere.
Those who have lived their lives slandering and putting down others all the time speak as they are, but no one can deny the majesty of Rhenias.
Thus, the act of blaspheming Junon, who is in Class A, is directly connected to the contempt of Rhenias.
That’s why I had no choice but to freeze with my mouth wide open.
But the ugly thing is, they don’t give in.
Because I will never be able to let go of the sense of superiority and pride built up through power and power.
“It would make sense if I said that Lady Rhenias was responsible for Junon’s grades.”
“What…?”
“Isn’t it possible enough for one class A student to drag about one class E student? Especially if it’s Lady Rhenias.”
“Don’t say anything recklessly. At least, since I was your partner for the end-of-semester evaluation, I know the best. Is it worth it to bring Junon down while blaming others?”
They seemed to flinch at the warning that followed, but they were already in the same boat.
“Isn’t that correct? In the first place, it was a two-person team, as if to help the vanguard.”
“Some guys even arrived rather late because of their partners. But class F? That’s obviously wrong!”
“I don’t think a test where even the rules weren’t set up right can’t be justified!”
“You could say that you’ve made your own judgment about dumping your partner, right? If it’s part of the test, I think you should apply it.”
They came together one by one to defend themselves rather than insult Junon.
Rationalizing and justifying my actions, subtly saying that there was nothing wrong with me, and that the test was wrong.
Even Rhenias couldn’t definitively define this.
Because the rules of the test were not made clear, it was impossible to conclude that their behavior was wrong.
Even though they had a strong supporter called Rhenias on their back, their pride was not broken, and the protest continued.
─Professor Meuniher, who is in charge of end-of-semester evaluation, resign at your own risk!─
─Fire Professor Meuniher for forcing the wrong placement test!─
─Apologize to students who have been harmed by biased judgment in the exam!─
As I walked up to the banner and began to force myself, Professor Meuniher appeared with a face that he would not look at.
“These trembling bastards. Climbing up here without knowing my fault…?”
‘Tsk tsk, I shouldn’t have protested like that.’
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Junon had seen Professor Meuniher’s expression before.
“Yes. I will let you know the criteria for this test as you wish.”
The look on his face was telling me to try it until it was gone.
***
‘I need to take a good look at those cheeky bastards.’
Professor Meuniher tends to give generous advice to students who realize their mistakes.
However, like now, they do not hesitate to resort to merciless factual violence against those who are climbing without knowing the subject.
Weing-
“Is this…?”
The two people’s report cards and magical power indicators are magnified as magic tools and are reflected on them.
There is not much difference in terms of the index, but one side fell into a pit and the other side grew up beautifully.
In other words, these two pieces of information alone prove that there is no problem with the index.
“From now on, I will tell you the test criteria you want to know so much.”
Professor Meuniher’s test criteria were compared to actual battlefields.
It was a field where there was not even a single monster, but the mouths of the students who arrogantly climbed up were blocked by giving reasons for each item.
“Human beings are intelligent beings who know how to use tools. If you gave them tools, they’d have to know what they’re using? Do simple things like this require magic?”
“If this test is this easy, you should be able to wonder what’s not right at least once? It’s like that because there’s nothing but magic in your head.”
“If you don’t have the goal of the test, shouldn’t you have enough energy to find it? I can’t even find the virtue of tenacity as a duke.”
“Is a two-person team a form? Do you think you guys who can’t cooperate with one partner can move as a team?”
“It is a story that you are a people who can’t judge.”
“Vigilance is the most necessary thing on a real battlefield. Those who received an E in this category are just a bundle on the battlefield.”
In the end, the students’ living quarters do not last long due to this tremendous baptism.
Professor Meuniher openly compared the battlefield with the test site, and destroyed the deterrence of the losers with logical and reasonable grounds.
Comparing the two test papers and pointing out each student’s behavior, the frequency of their assertiveness gradually decreased noticeably.
If that place was actually a battlefield and the witches appeared, they would have had to pay their bills.
‘Tsk. Are you closing your mouth now?’
Those who have no rebuttal are just rolling their tails and looking at their eyes.
Among the students who have become mute, someone steps out.
“The elixir is too much, Professor Meuniher.”
“What’s your business, Professor Nubbel?”
“I started walking because there was a commotion. I heard that everyone was dissatisfied with the placement test.”
“That’s not what I’m asking.”
Professor Meuniher was pointing out why he intervened here and now.
Then the man who intruded replied while maintaining his shameless face.
“It’s going to be hard for the students to convince themselves that this is the case anyway. How about something like this?”
***
From my point of view watching this, it was worth guessing roughly what happened in the past.
—Professor…!
─Hey… Professor Nerbel…!
—Professor. As he said, did we do something wrong…?
“It’s not your fault. There were a lot of unusual things in this exam.”
The guys assigned to Class F appeal as if they were asking for help, saying professor, professor.
And even though Professor Nubbel is acting as a very benevolent professor, in fact, he openly took the side of one of the students.
You’re f*cking. That crazy professor
“The re-evaluation is called sparring, so I just need to prove it correctly this time.”
Now I understand why the first semester evaluation of the real battle subject called subjugation was blocked and sparring was held again.
Because of those things.