298 – Teacher Hwivien’s Taste (3)
Just as the navy wants to fight, it has to fight at sea.
Just as the army needs to fight on land.
Mr. Whivien’s plan to take the initiative of the Ceylon students through mana management was very reasonable.
She is an S-class hunter and one of the leading mana management theory experts in the country.
He is a student who has been preparing to pass the hunter exam for 3 years.
To express the gap that exists between the two, the expression ‘adult and child’ is not enough.
Does it have to be about the size of an adult and a sperm to make a profit?
Like that.
‘Creating mana resonance in a B-class mana stone’ was as simple as moving an arm and leg for Hwivien, but for Ceylon, it was as difficult as moving an arm and leg.
Because the sperm had no movable limbs.
If you can create mana resonance in a C-class mana stone, it satisfies the mana management ability required by the Hunter Association for hunters.
But how can he, who failed the exam for 3 years, create resonance in a B-class mana stone?
That’s right.
All Ceylon could do was shudder at his own helplessness and at the greatness of his teacher.
Huh?
Teacher Hwivien says it’s easy, right?
Was this really this difficult?
Damn, I might respect Mr. Whivien… !
On the other hand, what a helpless being I am!
Hwivien planned to watch Ceylon grunting as he struggled with the mana stone.
If you do just that, your respect for your teacher will grow steadily and you will automatically be taught the appropriate amount of etiquette to create the relationship you want in the future!
“Oh my… “
But what is this?
What was fired was not Ceylon, but Mana Stone.
There was a B-class mana stone broken in two on the desk.
Mana stones are a type of battery that stores mana.
There are two main cases in which such mana stones are destroyed.
A shock was applied that exceeded what the mana stone could withstand.
More mana than the mana stone can store has been injected.
It may be a magic stone the size of a pebble, but destroying a mana stone the size of a fist like that would be impossible for a decent hunter.
Of course.
Our teacher Whivien is not much of a hunter.
If she just eats her heart, an inorganic object the size of her fist will instantly turn into magic/stone in her magic stone.
“How…” ?”
However, the process will not be as smooth as the one that the Ceylon student just showed.
Huh!
A somewhat powerful spirit.
The wrinkles between the eyebrows that accompany a high level of concentration, and quite a few moments of silence.
Only when those three things have a perfect rhythm will the magic/seok be completed.
In that respect, ‘Huh? Is it done?’ The Ceylon magic stone cutting show that had just been completed in one stage could certainly be said to be abnormal.
Moreover-
No.
Above all!
He was a young boy who had not yet been issued an official qualification by the association.
With these many complex elements coming together, the current mesmerizing Hwivien was completed.
She blinked her eyes, lifted her magic stone, and looked around.
Whivienne continued to observe for a while, holding a hemp stone in both hands, hoping to infer the reason in her own way.
Heesilheesil.
“… !”
What put an end to Hwivien’s observation time was the shedding face that suddenly appeared in the corner of his eye.
He was observing her just as Hwivien was observing magic and stone.
The difference is that Hwivien’s expression when observing Ma and Seok was serious, but his expression when observing Hwivien was just as joyful.
If I feel like that bright smile is laughing at me right now, would I be paranoid?
No!
That person is laughing at me right now!
“How did you do it?”
Hwivien glared at Ceylon, looking very displeased.
She had no way of knowing.
She realizes that she is now seen as an angry chick by her partner.
Looking at the reaction, it’s true.
That’s right, our Miss Whivien.
Ceylon’s smile grew brighter at Hwivien’s enthusiastic response.
“Profit!!! “How did you do it!!!”
Considering the full story of the situation, it was right to ask the question first, ‘What are you?’
A Ceylon student broke the magic stone in two.
He has been preparing for the Hunter Exam for 3 years, and it turns out that the man who desperately asked for his help has the skills to beat the Hunter Exam.
There was no need to worry about which of the two issues was more problematic, it was the latter.
But now, Teacher Hwivien’s thoughts had no time to reach that point.
Heesilheesil.
That face.
That face!
As I was watching, I couldn’t help but feel nervous as if my emotions were being manipulated.
Disgusting!
It’s annoying!
Rather than the possibility that Ceylon might have deceived him, the reason he was more concerned was that he had accomplished something that he could not have easily accomplished.
“How did you do it? “What are you talking about?”
“Are you asking because you don’t know!?”
Hwivien held out both hands, holding a horse and stone, and waved them passionately at Ceylon, who was slyly acting like a fool.
The non-prescription glasses and office look I wore to create the atmosphere of an intellectual teacher felt particularly lonely.
“I just did as Master Whivien told me, right?”
“Laugh! It’s so cool!” Under! Good! “That’s how it comes out, right?”
Whivien laughed energetically and rummaged through her bag.
One more of her extra magic stones came out in her hand.
I can’t believe that the extra magic stones prepared to help students who have no idea are used in this way.
Conquer rebellious students with the mature composure of an adult!
The situation was becoming increasingly distant from the ideal picture that Teacher Whivien had drawn.
“Come on! Well then, let’s try it again this time. “Do as I told you!”
It was Teacher Hwivien who urged half of the students with a triumphant look on his face without knowing that fact.
“Heh heh.”
Ceylon was just fun.
Teacher Whivien, unlike Miss Whivien, was a chef who knew how to create a familiar yet different and teasing taste.
I just wanted to order a delicious course meal and enjoy it to the fullest.
‘Let’s calm down.’
But endure.
Ceylon was caught up in her urge to make fun of Whivienne, so she smashed her magic stone as if she was possessed, and she immediately thought, “Oh my gosh.”
The power that Ceylon used just now was his original power.
So, it is not the power of Ceylon, which is 3 moves and 100 moves, but the power of Ceylon, the returnee.
It is possible to somehow manage it the first time, but if you abuse that power, it will lead to a clear collapse of the setting.
The 3rd student who asked Teacher Hwivien for guidance with a desperate and desperate attitude was actually a blind person hiding his power!?
‘Are you crazy?’
Right now, Teacher Hwivien is so excited that he doesn’t notice anything wrong, but when time passes and he calms down, he looks back and says, ‘… When you think about it, you may be thinking, ‘What a strange person!?’
Even though I felt suspicious and stayed away, I had nothing to say.
This is Ceylon. Even if it was a virtual life, I didn’t want to fall out with Miss Whivien.
Above all, if this relationship is broken, it may have some impact on the accumulation of causality.
The more faithful you are to your virtual life, the faster your causality will accumulate. Conversely, if you neglect your virtual life, wouldn’t the speed of causal accumulation slow down?
My progress hasn’t increased yet-
[Progress: 15%]
‘… What?’
Then suddenly, Ceylon’s eyebrows jumped as he checked the progress of the cause-and-effect stacking.
The progress, which was 0% just a moment ago, has now reached 15%.
‘What are the standards?’ ?’
I was more shocked than happy.
You have to know what you did well to increase your progress before you can be happy about it or not.
“What is it? “Why is there no answer?”
More than anything else, there was something that needed to be resolved first.
The only way to resolve the situation was for Hwivien to rely on emotions rather than reason.
Ceylon accepted the magic stone offered by Whivien.
To show a performance worthy of the 3 moves.
“… What?”
Ceylon, holding the magic stone, tilts his head.
Then, I apply strength to the area around my eyes, and I also exert strength to the hand holding the magic stone and try to shake it off.
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“… ?”
And he tilted his head once again.
If there is one thing that Ceylon is best at, it is neither assassination nor black magic, but foolish acting.
The confusion in his appearance exploded now.
“Why not…” ?”
It was absolutely impossible to imagine hiding one’s power for a specific purpose.
“Heh.”
Hwivien smiled with satisfaction.
There are two main reasons why magic stones are destroyed.
However, there are certainly other reasons as well.
The reason Ceylon destroyed the magic stone just now was surely one of the many reasons.
Absolutely not because he has a mana management ability that even he cannot fathom!
Nothing like cancer.
Teacher Whivien has somehow regained her mature adult composure.
“Now, could you please wait a moment!?”
Oh my.
It makes me happy to see how much you like Ms. Whivien.
If you already provide service, why not try it right?
Ceylon looked embarrassed and made an appearance clinging to the magic stone in an attempt to recreate what had just happened.
Hwivien’s gaze went back and forth between Ceylon and Magic Stone.
A Ceylonese student who was embarrassed and lost his characteristic slyness.
A magic stone that doesn’t even move.
“Hmm~”
Teacher Whivien smiled in satisfaction at the student’s frustration.
It was a great happiness for an educator to be able to teach a lost student.
I was definitely not happy because I thought I would win the battle for leadership with the student.
“Ceylon County. Should we stop there?”
“Oh, no! Little bit more-“
The teacher smiled with satisfaction at the student’s hard work.
If that smile seems sinister, it must be because of your mood.
Anyway – it was a really strange feeling.
Ceylon. The strange attraction I felt when I first saw him. He thought it was just a whim or a momentary misunderstanding. I was sure that would happen.
But it’s strange.
The more I look at him, the more the indescribable attraction becomes stronger, rather than fading.
Hwivien and other women may have sealed their memories, but they did not seal their emotions.
Hwivienne’s current feelings toward Ceylon were greatly influenced by the feelings she originally felt toward Ceylon.
People expect and fear the progress of a relationship.
Because the progress of the relationship did not always take place in the form one wanted.
Hwivien hoped that relations with Ceylon would progress, but at the same time he was afraid that relations with him would change.
Hwivien is different now.
For her now, Ceylon was just a man she had met for the first time.
But now it gives me a strong attraction-
As for Hwivienne, there was no reason why she couldn’t be honest about her feelings.
So, she decided not to go against her feelings at all.
That moment.
The emotions that Whivien had been suppressing due to her fear exploded.
She has things that can be called desires.
‘Why am I like this… ?’
Hwivien, who had no memory of her, was embarrassed by the sudden torrent.
‘No way… I fell in love with this at first sight… !’
Hwivien caught his gaze once again.
Heesilheesil~
‘Ugh… ???’
Even after seeing her again and again, she was far from her ideal type.
But no matter how much I deny it, this itching doesn’t go away.
It was frustrating.
It was as if she had been oppressed for a long time.
“Then Ceylon County. Should we do this?”
I wanted to liberate everything in a refreshing way.
I wanted to be honest with my emotions.
“If the Army of Ceylon repeats what just happened, I will give you a reward. But, if you can’t reproduce it and end up being stubborn-“
The moment I decided to do that.
Hwivien was smiling while feeling a chill.
“I take special classes separately in my ‘classroom.'”
“… Yep?”
“Huh.”
***
The day after Ceylon had his first meeting with Mr. Whivien.
Knock knock.
He was now standing in front of Hwivien’s house.
Yesterday, to take the ‘special class’ she said.
“Mr. Hwivien… ?”
Ceylon was still in a daze.
How did things end up like this?
What is this situation in the first place?
At that time, the door opened and Whivienne came out.
It looked unfamiliar.
It is neither a ponytail nor a braid.
She must have just finished taking a bath, and her hair was wet and tangled.
“Are you here?”
A sour expression and attitude.
However, Whivienne welcomed Ceylon with a strange and contradictory atmosphere.