episode_0017

“What do you mean by that, Chief Professor? The average is lowering?”

“There is such a thing. It’s troublesome to explain them one by one.”

Knightley worked hard to figure out the true meaning of Dian’s answer.

They say that private lessons from the daughter of the Academy’s chief duke are not helpful to one’s career… .

Of course, you can’t show that as your official career. However, the ‘experience’ that Knightley talks about is more than just adding a line to your resume.

The ‘career’ she means is her close connection with the Duke of Toulouse, one of the most influential members of the Imperial House of Nobles. This is an unimaginable privilege for a senior professor at just one academy.

Professor Dian has a close relationship with his father, so if he can create another relationship like this, it will definitely be helpful in his life later.

In fact, Knightley escaped to the academy to escape from the arranged marriage and realize his dream of becoming a special agent in the future. Therefore, it is not right to borrow one’s father’s power now.

But then what?

The story of the members of the Imperial Special Forces that filled my heart as I heard it from my brothers who survived the Four Year War 10 years ago.

Knightley wanted to get out of his stuffy, cage-like mansion and become an agent roaming the continent and working undercover, so he ran away as soon as the Special Mission Academy was established.

However, at the academy she ran away from, she did not receive the education she had hoped for, so while she was training on her own, Professor Dian appeared.

When Professor Dian swung the wooden sword once or twice with a look so bored that he yawned, Knightley temporarily lost consciousness, not knowing what he was getting at.

Then Knightley made a decision. I decided to make that professor my own. He decided to use Professor Dian as a stepping stone to realize his dream.

And when his father came to the academy and saw Professor Dian, he implicitly acknowledged that he was attending the academy, so Knightley decided to take advantage of the opportunity.

In other words, as long as Professor Dian is at the Academy, Knightley will not be expelled from the Dukedom, and in that case, it is possible to take advantage of the family and take over a professor he likes.

But what was the relationship between the two? Well, I guess we just met during the war as subordinates to the commander. The details are none of my business.

Anyway… If you are here, I won’t be forced to drop out or be expelled from the family, so I’m trying to appease you by confidently showing off my family connections.

By teaching me, you will not only add one line to my resume, but you will further strengthen my relationship with the great noble Tolus.

So, naturally, I assumed that Professor Dian would have fully understood Knightley’s intentions regarding his ‘career’, but that wasn’t the case? Rather, it’s something that undermines one’s career?

What are you thinking? Also, how great is your career? At best, wouldn’t you have received a commendation or two on the battlefield?

Knightley, who had quite the arrogance and self-righteousness typical of a noblewoman, could not understand Dian’s reaction at all.

But I have no intention of giving up easily. Knightley achieves what he sets his mind to.

That’s how Knightley has lived until now, carving out his own destiny. The same goes for that professor named Diane.

“Professor. Let’s think again. It’s all for the professor’s benefit… .”

“Once a week.”

“Yes?”

Professor Dian held up one finger.

“It is possible as long as you look after it once a week. But I can’t just focus on you every day like my homeroom professor.”

“But, Professor. Isn’t that too sparse? Until now, I have never properly learned anything related to combat at the academy. There is only one year left until graduation, but to get to the level where you can be put into the field right away… .”

“Enough.”

“Yes… ?”

“That’s enough. Once a week, you will be able to perform your duties as an agent right around the time you graduate.”

Even though Dean spoke confidently, Knightley found it difficult to completely trust it. Even if you’re a combat chief, wouldn’t that be a bit difficult… .

But Knightley soon changed his mind. For now, let’s get the promise to this extent. The frequency can be increased little by little later.

Knightley was confident that he could capture that pale man named Dean. She is the daughter of a great family, a top student at the Academy, and is clearly aware that she is pretty.

There are enough weapons, and Professor Dian will be taken over within a month and will act as a homeroom professor who takes full care of himself.

“Okay, Professor. Let’s do that. It’s good for me to be able to receive instruction from the professor, and it’s good for the professor to be able to build a relationship with my family. There’s nothing bad about either of us.”

“Yes, yes. Then go back now. I’m busy. I have to go to the meeting.”

Knightley asked as Dean waved his hand away.

“Then when is your first private lesson?”

“I’ll tell you about that later. I need to see if I can adjust my schedule for this week right now. Go now. Quickly.”

“Okay, professor. I’ll wait for your contact. You can come to my dormitory. I live alone.”

Knightley smiled quite seductively and crossed her legs. Then the skirt rolled up, revealing her smooth thighs.

However, Professor Dian did not answer, but walked over to the desk, sat down, lowered his head, and rummaged through the drawers.

Knightley, seeing that, let out a low laugh. You said you were just attending a meeting, so why are you suddenly searching through my drawers?

He looks at my legs and is trying his best to hide his embarrassment. You seem surprisingly naive.

Look forward to it, Professor… . I’ll make it so you can never escape. You become a professor just for me.

# # # # #

After confirming that Knightley was leaving, I took out a whipped cream pie topped with a cherry from inside the drawer.

When I smelled it, fortunately, it didn’t seem to be spoiled yet. I had to eat it by today, but it almost rotted.

Actually, I remembered this from the middle of the interview with Knightley, but the story kept getting longer and longer, so I was having trouble. However, since there was only one, I couldn’t share it, so I quickly kicked him out under the excuse of a meeting.

When I took a big bite of the whipped cream pie, the sweet taste filled my mouth and I couldn’t help but smile.

This is really delicious. I heard it’s made at the bakery in front of the academy’s main entrance, so I’ll have to ask Ollysia to buy it for me often.

But when I thought about it, there were no convenient facilities in this large academy. Even today’s universities have all kinds of franchises, right?

They bring in this and that and let the faculty and students use it, and in return, the academy collects rent and a certain fee. This is good for both sides, and no one will lose anything.

Instead, quality control should be thorough since it can be done roughly as if it were a monopoly. This is something that the administrative office should take care of.

It has nothing to do with the combat department, but is very closely related to my quality of life, so I will have to discuss this separately later.

Hmm, okay. So what should I bring in? Since Olivia has been out shopping a lot lately, I’ll ask her later this evening.

First of all, a bakery has to come in and a restaurant, no, two or three of each type have to come in, right? How many people are there? And again… .

# # # # #

A few days later, late evening at the dorm.

“Hey, class president… .”

Several female students approached Knightley with shy expressions. Everyone was holding a beautifully wrapped small box in their hands.

“Perhaps… this… .”

Knightley, who was looking at the students who were blushing and holding out the box, snorted.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t like dating women. Look elsewhere.”

“Ah?”

The female students’ eyes widened as if they were surprised by the extremely cold reaction, and then they became embarrassed and stuttered.

“This… Not to you, but to Professor Dian… .”

“What?”

“I want you to tell this to the head combat professor… .”

“What?”

It’s not because the female students’ voices are low, nor is the question being asked intentionally to scare them. It was because I couldn’t understand that statement at all.

“Last time I saw it… I seem to be personally close to the head combat professor… . He is too high to give it directly… .”

Knightley, who was looking at the girls blankly for a moment, realized that he had made a ridiculous misunderstanding, and his expression instantly became distorted with shame and anger.

Since he had been receiving gifts and confessions from people around him since he was a freshman, he naturally assumed that they were going to give it to him.

“Am I your servant? Passing out gifts here and there?!”

Then the startled female students ran away, saying they were sorry. Other students who had been watching and laughing under their breath also controlled their expressions and looked away or walked away.

“They are really funny.”

The followers gathered around Knightley smiled fakely and rolled their eyes.

“Why are they telling Knightley this and that?”

“Sure. If it had been outside, a commoner would have been stopped before he could get near Knightley.”

“Isn’t that the same for you too?”

Knightley’s sharp retort made his followers fall silent and exchange anxious glances with each other.

Knightley walked down the hallway with great strides, leaving his followers behind.

“Knightly! Where! It’s a night infiltration class soon!”

“I’ll take care of it, so don’t worry!”

Knightley is very nervous right now. That’s why I react sensitively to even the smallest things. This is because there has been no response from Professor Dian for several days.

He said he would take over and teach once a week, and he seemed embarrassed by Knightley’s intentional flirtation, so I thought he had caught the right hook, but why on earth haven’t I heard anything?

Knightley, angry to the core, left the dormitory and headed to the faculty building. I was planning to go directly to the professor’s office and ask questions.

“Professor! Professor Dian!”

I knocked loudly on the door with the name “Chief Combat Professor Dian” on it, but there was no answer. When I looked through the crack in the door, I couldn’t see any lights, so it seemed like he had already left work. Maybe I should go to the professor’s dormitory.

But now it’s time for night infiltration classes. It may be a theoretical class, but it is difficult to miss because it is practical training in actual mountainous terrain outside the academy.

Knightley, who was worried, returned to his dormitory.

First, participate in class. Professor Dian, we can meet again tomorrow, but night infiltration practice does not happen every day.

“Huh? There you are! Mr. Knightley! My letter to Professor Dian… .”

“Get out!”

“Hiik! Sorry!”

# # # # #

Outside the academy. A night-time infiltration class was held in an area connected to coastal cliffs and several highlands.

Students wearing black uniforms and their faces painted with black charcoal work in groups of several people and overcome mountainous terrain at night under the control of their teaching assistants.

Each group is given a different infiltration route, and the common assumption is to infiltrate the academy by crossing the highlands. As this is the first night infiltration exercise since the founding of the academy, the level of difficulty is not very high.

As the infiltration teams departed one after another, Knightley still stood there with his arms crossed. It wasn’t because she was dissatisfied with the way the class was conducted, but because she was the only one who didn’t have a group.

“Professor. Am I there yet?”

“But now it’s your turn.”

When Knightley raised his hand, Infiltration Professor Lina handed him a map she was holding in her hand. The moment Knightley accepted it, he couldn’t believe his eyes.

“What is this… ? Could this be an infiltration route?”

“That’s right. Just follow that route and infiltrate the academy.”

“But this… .”

The path Knightley is looking at right now is quite different from the other groups’ paths. Just looking at the contour lines, it looks like the vicious terrain was intentionally selected and connected with lines.

“There is no way a person could go to a place like this.”

“I’m sorry. This is a matter directly ordered by the head professor, so I have no authority.”

Chief combat officer? Professor Dian? So, is this the once-a-week private lesson you mentioned then?

Perhaps, because they have an eye for other children, they are planning to select a separate place to teach? Not bad.

It’s a private lesson just for the two of us in a dark place where no one can reach in the middle of the night… . I guess you’ll lose to me this time too, Professor.

Knightley finally walked away, feeling relaxed and satisfied for the first time in days.

At the bottom of the map, ‘This is the professor you chose. There were strange words written on it that said, ‘Hold on with your strength and evil,’ but it didn’t mean much.

He must have been bragging like this to make up for being captivated by Knightley’s coquetry during the interview and to take the initiative. Cute, this guy.

# # # # #

An hour later.

“Damn, damn, damn! This damn professor!”

Knightley, who was flat on all fours on the nearly vertical slope, cursed.

“Where on earth are you!! Why hasn’t he shown up yet!!”