episode_0011

Holy priest Maya was recruited and placed in the infirmary. The existing doctor was immediately fired, and Maya is now a one-person system.

Unless it is something serious, divine healing can be done right away. In particular, Maya, who is an oracle priest, does not have average divine power, so she would be able to do it on her own.

Now, let’s start implementing the combat science education improvement project in earnest.

The first thing I did was review the latest education and training plan for each professor’s subject.

Almost all the professors, like professors, did a good job of following my intentions, but the problem was the assassination and kidnapping subjects.

This is a subject taught by Principal Kirrin, not a general professor. This is because no one can match the Dark Elves when it comes to assassinations and kidnappings.

Will the principal properly update the education and training plan? Or should I go?

At that time, something black suddenly entered the professor’s office along with a knocking sound. It was Kirrin, with chocolate-soft skin and ruby-colored eyes.

“Principal. What’s going on?”

“To show you the newly created education and training plan.”

When I looked at my hands, I saw a document stuck between the payment boards. Hmm, this is unexpected. At first impression, I thought I would stick with it until the end.

“Please sit here. I’ll take a look.”

I gave up the chair I was sitting on, pulled out a simple chair, and sat next to it.

I was surprised when I opened the judgment card Kirin brought. Not only is it formatted well, but the writing is very straight. What about the diagram?

It wasn’t even done on a computer and printed, so how did they make it so well? Do you have a ghostwriter?

“Hey, principal. Who wrote this?”

“I’m sorry… . Don’t look at the outside, just look at the content.”

“You really wrote it yourself?”

“Ha, don’t point it out one by one. Still, he’s the principal, so don’t treat him like a regular professor.”

As she stared at Kirrin, her face turned dark red.

” That’s not it, it was written so well that I was wondering if it was really written by the principal. ”

“Eh? Oh no! I wrote it! Who are you ordering this from?”

Wow, this is surprising. Although dark elves live in a clan society, this level of advanced paperwork is not part of their daily lives. That’s why they were surprised.

“That’s a stereotype. After the war, I studied at a public academy with the support of the Imperial Palace. That too was a blessing from His Majesty the Emperor.”

“Really? You’re an academy graduate? Dark elf? Oh, sorry.”

“This is really… ! Do you really think I came here because of delay and no end?! I have the minimum qualifications!”

“Ah, yes. All right. I am sorry. Haha.”

I laughed off Kirin’s anger and reviewed the documents.

“Principal. The process here is a little more rigorous. Kidnapping is harder than assassination.”

“Huh? More than this? Then the kids might get hurt… .”

“I told you, right? What is safety first?”

“That’s… .”

I looked at Kirrin quietly, and she hesitated before opening her mouth.

“Principal dismissed… .”

“Good. Change it like this. I’ll keep watching.”

“Okay… .”

Thus, the review of the latest version of the education and training plan for all subjects, including Kirin’s assassination and kidnapping subject, was completed. Now it’s really starting.

“Hey, what I have to say is… .”

“Then I will go first. I need to give some guidance starting with today’s armed combat practice.”

I hurried out of the professor’s office, leaving Kirin behind.

# # # # #

“What does this mean?”

Graduating academy students gathered in front of the department bulletin board were buzzing. What they are looking at now is an announcement regarding today’s armed combat class.

Lecture Room 4, the existing gathering place, was suddenly changed to an outdoor sparring hall. In addition, it states that everyone must wear academy standard weapons.

So far, the only time I’ve been armed in an armed combat class was when I tried on an educational weapon to measure the size at the beginning of the semester. Since then, the classes have continued to focus on theory, so I’ve never tried on an armament even once.

“Class president. How did this happen?”

The eyes of the academy students turned to Knightley, the senior class president, with his arms crossed behind him.

Knightley carefully examined the notice on the bulletin board with arrogant golden eyes. Then he opened his mouth coldly.

“Don’t you know how to read? It probably means that you will act properly from now on.”

At those words, the academy students looked at each other with anxious eyes. “Is that senior professor by any chance?”

“Don’t stand there stupidly, get your arms ready. Surely there’s no one who doesn’t know what that standard weapon is?”

As Knightley turned and walked away, several of her followers hurriedly followed behind her.

“Hey, Knightley. Should I arm myself?”

Just as I entered the dormitory, one of my followers groveled. Even though they were classmates, they were like a lady and a servant.

“Get out. I’ll take care of it.”

“Okay. See you later then. I’ll be waiting in front.”

As Knightley turned and entered the room, his followers bowed their heads in humility.

And after a while, the faces of the followers who straighten their backs are full of hatred and disgust.

“Unlucky year.”

“Is she the duke’s daughter or the duke?”

“The subject ran away to the academy because he didn’t want to get married.”

“Be quiet. Listen. Let’s go and prepare too.”

After his followers left, Knightley slowly pulled away from the door. Things like trash.

Since these were not even worth laughing at, Knightley expressionlessly opened the closet door and took out a weapon.

The Duke of Toulouse, one of the influential families of the House of Nobles. Originally, he was a powerful figure who commanded the empire, but after the four-year war, his power weakened somewhat.

This is because the previous duke, who participated in the war as a commander, failed to achieve any significant achievements and even lost more than half of the private troops he brought with him. As is always the case with noble-born commanders.

Therefore, the political position of those in power after the war, led by the second princess, that is, ordinary commanders who achieved success during the Four Years’ War, has been considerably narrowed.

Even so, as the saying goes, even if a rich man is ruined, it lasts for three generations, the power of the Duke’s family is still so strong that many lower-ranking nobles do not even dare to have a conversation with the Duke.

It is impossible for Knightley to inherit the title as the third daughter of the Duke of Toulouse, but it is not easy to use the family’s wealth to start a business or explore other avenues like her other brothers.

And in the first place, Knightley had no interest in such things. That’s because Knightley had a future dream that he didn’t tell anyone about.

That’s a special agent. He is a secret agent who works in the Imperial Inspection Service and the Intelligence Department.

When she was young, her second brother, who took part in the four-year war with his father and returned alive, told her several times about the special forces that were active in the battlefield.

Even there, Knightley’s favorite story was about an organization of special mission agents formed solely to kill the devil.

A special lease shrouded in mystery whose existence was not even clearly revealed. It was a very provocative story for the noble lady in the cage.

However, there was no way to know how to become a special agent, and Knightley had already decided on a partner for an arranged marriage before he even became an adult.

Then, as soon as he heard the news that the Imperial Special Mission Academy was founded, Knightley immediately left the mansion and ran to the academy.

Knightley plans to join the Imperial Inspection Service or Intelligence Department after graduation. If I hold out there until I get married, my father will probably give up on the arranged marriage.

However, there was one variable, and that was the academy principal, Kirrin.

For some reason, the principal curtailed all of the combat studies classes, which were the most important training for a special agent, causing a major setback to Knightlin’s plan to become a special agent and avoid an arranged marriage.

It would be really difficult if I graduated at a level that was not good at all. It seems like a new head combat professor is coming and changing things, but… .

The fact that we were asked to arm ourselves and gather at the outdoor training ground, which we had never done before, must have something to do with the new head combat professor.

They brought in a magic professor at the general combat training center and caused such a fuss, but even though it is an armed combat class, there won’t be any changes.

However, if a person who used to use a pen at a desk somewhere comes forward without any practical experience, it is not good for Knightley at all.

For now, let’s go. I’m going to go check it out. I’m really curious about how they’re going to do it.

Knightley, dressed in armor, took out a wooden sword.

Unlike other academy students, its surface was covered with scratches. Even this one was broken, so this is the second new standard weapon I received.

Her followers were already waiting in front, but Knightley quietly ignored them with her characteristic arrogant expression and left the dormitory alone.

# # # # #

The academy students gathered at the outdoor training site screamed in unison.

“Unlimited sparring?!”

“Why is this happening all of a sudden, Professor!”

As if the voices of the academy students protesting could not be heard, Professor Geneve recited the match list bluntly.

The content of this armed combat class is ‘unlimited sparring’. It’s unlimited sparring, but you advance through the bracket in a tournament format.

The last person standing will be given 50 points and the opportunity to spar with the professor. And additional points are awarded depending on the level of skill shown there.

50 extra points is a huge reward, but I’ve only taken theory classes so far, so what… .

It was clearly the idea of the head combat professor smiling leisurely behind Professor Geneva.

But who is the girl standing next to him? Looking at his attire, he looks like a priest. Is this the priest who came to the infirmary recently? That young?

While the academy students were guessing and whispering about various things, Professor Geneve announced the results of the match-up in a quiet voice. The sparring began immediately.

Dalian was a mess. It felt like some kind of kindergarten sports day since the kids had hardly ever actually swung a knife or hit someone with that knife since entering school.

But even there, there were some children who were better off.

A girl with blonde hair and golden eyes was mercilessly beating down the children standing in front of her with an expression that showed no emotion at all.

Not only was the opponent of a very low standard, but upon closer inspection, the girl’s knife attack was unusual. Well, at least the basics are very solid.

“Genève. What is he?”

“This is the class president of the graduating class.”

Let’s see. Is your name Knightly Toulouse? If it is Toulouse, is it really Toulouse of the Duke of Toulouse?

“That’s right. I am a student who comes to the training ground alone and practices every day against the scarecrow.”

“Ho, yes. The daughter of a noble family is so amazing.”

Even as I was talking with Geneve, a girl named Knightley defeated three people in a row and then turned to look at us.

“Professor. It’s all over.”

Now I see that Knightley is already left alone. Geneve took out a wooden sword and stepped forward.

“Knightley student. An additional 50 points are given. And the sparring with Professor Bon… .”

“No. Not the professor.”

Knightley aimed his wooden sword at me, who was standing behind Geneve.

“I want to try it with you.”

“Huh? You want to do it with me? Why?”

“I’m curious what kind of person you are.”

Knightley answered.

“It is true that the sudden disruption in class was due to the influence of the head professor, but I wanted to know if he knew what he was doing or if he was just overdoing it with the enthusiasm he had in his early days.”

Professor Geneva didn’t say anything at that bold attitude, and I moved forward with a smile on my face.

“Senior Professor. She is the daughter of the Duke of Toulouse.”

“I know, I know. But how can you not accept something like that?”

“You must not die.”

“I understand. I won’t kill you.”

After receiving the wooden sword, he walked to stand in front of Knightley and asked.

“What you’re saying is, don’t you want me to prove that I’m worthy enough to do something like this? Right?”

“That’s right.”

“Then do whatever you want. If you survive one sum, you get 300 extra points, and if you survive two sums, you get 500 points.”

At my declaration, muffled groans erupted here and there. With that amount of extra points, you can get a full score without taking the test, and even if you skip half of your attendance from now on, you can get a full score.

“What are you doing? Aren’t you coming?”

As I swung the wooden sword and held it upside down, Knightley ran at me screaming.

# # # # #

Knightley, sprawled on the floor and bleeding from his nose, looked at the broken wooden sword that had fallen far away.

Ugh, ugh, billion.

The sparring with the chief combat officer could be summarized like this.

He looked like a pale gentleman, but he held a wooden sword strangely, so I thought he was just a desk-headed professor with no experience.

The moment the heavens and earth turned upside down and his vision temporarily blacked out, Knightley realized. That professor is not a human being.

He may not be as crazy as the secret rumor that I heard from my second brother about the special lease to kill the devil, but he is definitely a crazy person.

I like that professor.