Overpowered Archmage Doesn’t Hide His Talent chapter 38

38 - It's going to turn around for real. What is Kaplan doing?

38 – It’s going to turn around for real. What is Kaplan doing?

Finally, the results of the paper test came out.

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It was a late announcement made after a week, and the delay in scoring was purely because of one copy of the poster.

[Shouting to all the professors of the Faculty of Magic of Märchen Academy]

This poster is exactly that.

Thanks to that, the lecture was suspended for a week. It would be fair to say that the Faculty of Magic was completely turned upside down.

“Ha ha.”

Becky sighed and opened the trivia. He was worried about something else for the girl.

[ ▷ Hey, flan. ]

[ ▷ Did you write the poster? ]

[ ▷ Please reply. ]

[▷ The Faculty of Magic has been in an uproar for a week. ]

[ ▷ What if you find out that you wrote it? ]

[ ▷ Can you afford it? I mean I’m worried ]

Still no reply from Plan.

But it is certain. This poster was written by Plan.

It had no choice but to do so, in the extravagant spells, the things that Becky had recently summarized and handed over to Plan had been applied.

The other elements also fit together perfectly like a puzzle.

His unique arrogant tone, confident attitude, elegant spells, and even the bold courage to think of putting a poster on the Agora board….

Yes, no matter how you think about it, it’s flan.

I was already aware that his goals and plans were far away.

However, it was only something that I knew abstractly, and it was never concrete. He must have had such thoughts.

Good. Hate. I can’t express it with such feelings.

… I just thought it was flan-like.

Becky looked back at the scenery she had been looking at through Daejabo’s spell.

What unfolded before my eyes was nostalgia that I had never experienced before.

It was more like a novel than a novel, and sweeter than any fantasy. The world that a wizard would have imagined at least once unfolded before his eyes.

Anyway, Becky supports Plan. However, I am just too worried.

Looking back, I found myself in front of the classroom.

Inside the classroom where A-level students gathered in one week. This place was, of course, a crucible of chaos.

“How do you do it? Aren’t you avoiding me for nothing?”

As soon as I entered the classroom, Hailey’s worried tone caught my ear.

Not only Hailey, but all her friends are looking at Louis with concern.

“No. No matter what happens, you have to do your best. The fact that I am the representative remains unchanged.”

Louise shrugs her shoulders and Hayley licks her lips.

“That’s because I’m still worried…. I’m bored i’m dying Who the hell is Kaplan?”

“It’s Kaplan. His name is similar to Plan.”

“Lewis. Would you mind not even mentioning her? He didn’t write anything on the rolling paper by himself.”

Hailey narrowed her brows in genuine anger. Louis, however, had a nice smile on his face.

“Why, I think Flando’s skills are amazing. You got first place in the note test.”

“That must be the professor’s favoritism! Just looking at the test scores for this note, yes, does it make sense that she alone got a different grade?”

Watching their conversation, Becky shook his head. Anyone can see that she is Luis’s girlfriend.

And one more thing, not everyone was as impressed by Plan’s technique as Becky was.

“No, why is there such a thing as imagination?”

Martin, chatting with his friends in the corner over there, was proof of that. He seemed very dissatisfied.

“Isn’t it? It can’t be done in reality, so it’s imaginary. What on earth does a mage benefit from doing this? Why do you bother creating a conflict with the Knights Faculty?”

A female student listening to Martin’s story tilts her head.

“However, it is not true that the criteria for selecting the representative were a bit strange… ? They said that the professors were chosen at will.”

“Hey. It’s not the professor’s fault. In the first place, how many times has the Faculty of Magic won against the Faculty of Knights? You can’t win even if you properly select and prepare them in the first place.”

“Is that so? I guess I’ll have to do my best to say that.”

Then, as if frustrated, Martin tapped his chest.

“What can we do if we do our best? Is losing against a knight with unique abilities a matter of attitude?”

“First of all, Martin, lower your voice. I hear you, Louis….”

But that was then. Suddenly, the door in front of the classroom opened.

Naturally, all the students’ eyes turned to the man who opened the front door and appeared. Becky was no exception.

A gaze that seems to look down on everything in the world, and a tall figure that seems to be able to do so in reality.

The well-rounded academy uniform with no wrinkles or dust, and the bridge of the nose and jawline that shine more clearly when viewed from the side.

Plan.

The man Becky had been looking for after losing her throat finally appeared.

However, Plan silently heads to the blackboard. There are no gaps in his behavior as he checks the paper test results.

If ‘dignity’ is embodied as a human being, it will become him. Facial expression, spirit, gait, gaze…. All of those elements are like that.

[ Plan – A+ ]

[ Lewis – A ]

[ Trixie – A ]

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Even though many talented students have received A’s, only his grades remain different.

Everyone is distracted by the story of the daejabo, but originally, this must have been a topic that should be a very hot topic.

“… Tsk.”

But Plann clicked his tongue as if it were trivial.

I put on a troublesome expression and signed next to it to mean that I had confirmed my grades.

The motion of signing using mental movement is elegant, and the handwriting of the signature is also elegant. Becky stared at it for a moment, stunned.

“Ai, I thought you were a professor.”

“Why does he enter the classroom through the front door?”

The other students expressed their dissatisfaction about five beats late, and Becky came to her senses only then and approached Plan.

“Hey, flan!”

Plann only rolled his eyes and looked at Becky.

There is no worry on his face. Even now, when all the wizards were confused, he was the only one in a different world.

“What is it?”

“It’s not what… ! Why don’t you look at my call!”

“Should I be obliged to see it?”

“Oh, no…. That’s not what I meant.”

On this side, I just asked urgently out of concern, but I’m sorry that the answer came back bluntly.

Flan took the trivia from his inside pocket and unfolded it.

The moment he covered the trivia again, Becky immediately opened her mouth.

“As expected, flan, did you write it?”

“No one but me can do it.”

“Worried or anxious. Don’t you have something like that? Today, the professors are having a meeting with the president participating.”

“It’s a meeting.”

Plan thought for a moment.

“You do it really fast. A week has passed.”

With those words, Plan turned around.

“Uh, hey. Flan! Wait for a sec!”

Becky ran after him as if he were a chick.

Then, all of a sudden, Flan stopped, and Becky bumped his nose nicely into Flan’s back.

“Ouch!”

Plan opened his mouth.

“Come to think of it, about the question of whether you can handle it.”

Plan’s gaze turned to Becky.

“Becky. I’ve been with you the longest at the academy.”

“Uh, huh? All of a sudden?”

Becky’s face went red.

It was the first time they had seen each other so close. In his red eyes, something like a haze shimmers.

Burning heat.

Flan muttered softly, looking down at Becky with eyes burning bright red.

“But, you still don’t know me.”

The meeting room of the Faculty of Magic.

Heavy air flowed in this space where the professors sat around one of the senior seats.

The one who broke the silence was a professor specializing in ‘summoning’. It was Brody.

“I’m really going to turn around. What is Kaplan doing?”

Brody continued, scratching his head in annoyance.

“The sports festival is only a week away, so what are we doing? There’s nothing I can do in this short period of time….”

“Professor Brody.”

Violet opened her mouth in a calm voice.

“When the period is long, don’t talk like you did anything. To be honest, the magic faculty professors didn’t do anything.”

“Professor Violet, what are you saying right now in the gathering… !”

“Am I wrong? I was holding hands.”

“No, is that something you can get your hands on? I’m a wizard before being a professor, but I’ll just admit it neatly, let’s do it!”

“I have to admit something.”

“Think about it. What is it Inherent abilities have no choice but to be superior to magic by nature. In the first place, the starting line is different!”

Professor Brody tapped his chest in frustration.

Some of the other professors started to help Brody’s opinion.

“Professor Violet. We understand the desire to work hard. But what difference does a week make?”

“Yeah, I wonder if there was a time when we were so passionate. You can’t do it, you can’t do it. People get tired if they lose their energy when it’s useless.”

The other professors who kept their mouths shut didn’t seem to have a different opinion. He was making a disapproving expression towards Violet.

Would Professor Audrey be an exception? She looked around her with worried eyes.

Even in such a situation, Violet did not feel intimidated at all.

She opened her mouth once more, frowning her sharp eyes.

“It must have been a waste of time giving up everything and being in a state of resignation. I have to do something this time.”

“Professor Violet!”

Finally Brody yelled.

It was then.

“Everybody stop.”

This is the voice of President Cornette. The professors all stood up from their seats.

The outside is white, but the inside is black. Cornette appeared with her iconic two-tone hair fluttering.

Cornette opened his mouth with an expressionless face from the seat of honor in the middle.

“How are you? Did you talk to me while I was away?”

Brody immediately opened his mouth.

“President. Brody of the Summoning type.”

“Professor Brody. Please tell me.”

“There is only a week left until the sports match. Do you want to come and try something? It is our position that it is nonsense.”

“Indeed, is that so?”

“Of course. Isn’t the President’s thoughts similar to ours?”

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Muttered Brody, biting her lips nervously. Cornette was still expressionless.

“Well…. Does anyone have a different opinion?”

Then some professors noticed Violet.

With my eyes wide open as much as possible, I put a warning in my gaze to never open my mouth.

Violet neatly ignored the warning and opened her mouth.

“This is Violet, in charge of Class A in Year 1.”

“Yes. Please tell me.”

“We have to select a representative even now based on thoroughly prepared standards. That’s my opinion.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the other professors’ sharp eyes pierced Violet’s body.

“What…. You might think so.”

Cornette raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

“But why did you think that? Professor Violet.”

“Ah.”

“This is what I am curious about. At this point, with less than a week left before the Games, can the Faculty of Magic do anything?”

All eyes in the meeting room were fixed on Violet. She swallowed her saliva once and opened her mouth.

“The Faculty of Knights is preparing for the Sports Festival in a systematic way. Magic is by no means inferior. If we establish a system here too….”

“No. Professor Violet. That’s not it.”

Cornette cut off Violet’s words. Smiles appeared on the faces of the other professors she was watching.

However, the next words Cornette uttered were rather shocking.

“I am simply asking for your opinion.”

“Yes… ?”

“Professor Violet. What are your honest thoughts? Is a week long enough for a wizard?”

“That….”

Violet clenched her fists.

It hurts. The wound on her palm, from which her fingernails had dug in days before, had not yet healed.

I am also afraid.

In fact, the thoughts of other professors are general. Rather, she herself was well aware that Violet was more of an outlier.

If it fails, the Faculty of Knights will ignore the Faculty of Magic all the more. Also, he should calmly accept the contempt of his fellow wizards.

However.

Even so.

“President. Have you read the transcript?”

She came out with a confident voice that surprised even herself. Violet did not avoid Cornette’s eyes, but looked at them.

“Of course, I read it.”

“I agree with Daejabo’s opinion. And also, I believe that there is a gemstone that fits that opinion in the Faculty of Magic.”

“So?”

“That’s why I think we need to properly select the representative. If we can dig up the raw stone, I think the Faculty of Magic will be able to win.”

Violet concluded her words without trembling.

The meeting hall became silent. Suddenly, all the professors were staring at Violet with puzzled eyes.

“Oh my God.”

It was Cornette who broke the silence. She was smiling

“I feel sorry for the other professors…. I agree with Professor Violet.”

The professors’ eyes widened as if they would pop out at any moment.

Cornette blinked once, and a bunch of white papers flew like doves into the meeting room.

They land in perfect order right in front of the professors.

The head of the Faculty of Magic, Cornette, spoke again.

“The standard is what I have prepared. Representative of the Faculty of Magic, please choose the right one.”

The conference hall was in shock. In the heavy stillness, Cornette added her words.

“Whether or not to increase the plate…. I personally look at the representative students and decide.”

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  1. Bluebro says:

    Kaplan : “All according to keikaku”.

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