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    XV.

    ―Eopdungi raised in an unmanned cradle.

    ―Graduated at the top of the class from Evergreen Academy.

    ―The youngest sword master.

    ―The youngest female sword master.

    ―The youngest full professor at Evergreen Academy.

    All of these splendid records belong to Sally de Silversword, Professor Sally.

    When she was offered a professorship at the academy, and not by anyone else but directly by Dean Hu, whom Professor Sally respected, she said she would do it without a second of hesitation.

    If someone asks Professor Sally if she would still be a professor at the Academy if she went back in time,

    ‘never! ‘Never do that!’

    It’s not because of the academy students. The times she felt most rewarded were because of her students.

    However, the problem was that the teachers who taught him now had the same title of ‘professor’.

    Evergreen Academy’s administrative problems are extensive. Of course, there are departments that handle it separately, but professors basically have to handle it and hand it over.

    Professor Sally is mainly in charge of such basic administrative processing. Because he was young and had previously been a student.

    I once imagined that if I could go back in time, I would not say yes without even thinking for a second like before, but would definitely put this issue into the contract.

    And the moment Professor Sally spoke with the clearly crazy candidate, she felt regret and emptiness taking over her entire body.

    ‘Why should I convince this crazy guy? Why am I, a professor in the Department of Knight Studies, leaving behind wizards who make a living with their horses?’

    As expected, this doesn’t suit me. I tried to persuade him calmly. It seemed persuasive? I thought Benjamin would get away with it because he stepped forward?! This guy called Gray doesn’t make any sense!!

    Looking at him, he is not someone who can be subdued by force. A magic professor, a Circle 7 master, stepped forward to stop the beautiful woman who appeared to be his limbs and the woman called a clown, but failed spectacularly.

    Yirgachev also failed, and there was no way he could stop it with his level at the end of the intermediate level of Sword Master.

    This crazy guy was persuading us with logic earlier, but now he brings up ‘Karlism (Caligo Inquisitor)’, a symbol of illogic.

    It was so absurd that Professor Sally turned her head to Alfred without realizing it, and seeing Alfred nod his head under her gaze made Professor Sally feel dizzy.

    ‘okay. Let’s beat it up. Anyway, that noble bastard is not even mine. Talking to a crazy guy like this for a long time will only stress me out. My skin is already damaged due to stress these days. Hey, I don’t know!’

    Sally, who was nervously combing through her long hair, decided to add a shout of ‘You crazy!’ along with telling her to do as she pleased.

    “Mind… … !”

    “Since this is your first time, I think it would be better to keep them alive rather than kill them, right? Are you looking for information or something? How about it?”

    Before she could finish speaking, the person she admired the most and the man who was the deciding factor in her accepting the position as a professor at the academy appeared.

    “Dean!!”

    The beginning and end of Evergreen Academy.

    He is a superhuman who has reached the highest level of Circle 9, and is later the Dean.

    ◈ ◈ ◈

    Honestly, I didn’t think he would show up.

    No, did you think it might show up?

    I probably thought it was half and half.

    In just one day, I looked into various information using the Evergrand Pad to see if it was influenced by Go Gon-seong, a serious gamer.

    According to what I found out, various incidents and accidents happen every day in Evergreen. It’s common to get hurt or break something during sparring or class, and it’s not uncommon for someone to blow something up while experimenting with magic.

    Does Dean Hu come forward every time?

    No way!

    If that were the case, the modifier ‘secret’ would not have been added to Dean Hu’s name. Although he was the dean of the academy, he was the most hidden figure in the academy.

    So I thought it was half and half.

    “Since this is your first time, I think it would be better to keep them alive rather than kill them, right? Are you looking for information or something? How about it?”

    But it appeared. And it happened so suddenly that neither I nor anyone else in the room noticed his appearance.

    “Well. There is a saying I know that says, “One punishment is worth a hundred precepts.””

    “Ho? That’s an interesting claim. ‘Punish one person and warn a hundred people.’ … . That would be a good idea. surely. hmm. Still, it would be better to hold on this time.”

    I didn’t answer. He spoke as if giving notice, but he was still waiting for my answer.

    After I came out, the Dean.

    The silence that began to fall between the two quickly grew and filled the main street in front of the high-end restaurant.

    “How about it?”

    And I am the one who broke the silence. Not towards the dean, but towards the clown standing next to me.

    “Hmm~.”

    The clown responded with a low snort.

    Normally, she would have asked ‘Should I kill her~?’ in a drowsy voice as if it were natural.

    She is hesitating to answer.

    What kind of bullshit is this?

    The question I asked, ‘What do you think?’ meant that Dean Hu would be able to get his hands on that scumbag who would kill him if he were to stop.

    And the clown could not easily answer that.

    After all, isn’t it called superhuman for nothing?

    Reason is telling us to take a step back from here. And I agree with that too.

    Even clowns have a hard time. To put it bluntly, I, who only woke up yesterday, am not capable of doing anything. The level of superhumanity called Circle 9.

    However, emotions are crying out for you to push forward even if your head is broken. And very intensely. Isn’t the evidence evidenced by the fact that your heart is beating so loudly that it feels like it’s going to burst through your ribs?

    “I guess it won’t work either. If I don’t finish what I was doing, it feels like I pooped and didn’t clean it.”

    And after yesterday’s lesson, I decided not to wag my tail like a dog with twinkling eyes at the status or fame known to the world, at the dazzling appearance on the outside, or at the bloodline born with a noble or royal spoon in my mouth.

    The conversation with Dean Hu ended there. Because the clown broke his silence for a long time and spoke.

    “There must be a way. No, there may be. Baby~.”

    “Really?”

    “Yes~. I also have quite a bit of damage, so I might go back to using cards. are you okay. Arcana aren’t going to die anyway~?”

    The clown laughed and spoke about the damage equivalent to death.

    okay. It’s not like dying. However, it does not mean that the pain and dirty feelings did not exist.

    These were not created virtual beings, but living beings with their own lives, and for various reasons, they were sealed in cards instead of ‘annihilated’.

    These are the people who are summoned from the cards and stand next to me through arcana, living, breathing, thinking, thinking, and feeling every emotion.

    So I’m not okay.

    Without showing my feelings, I looked at Dean Hu. No, it seems like he was glaring at me. Because I was already feeling pretty dirty.

    In the beginning, it was a very simple task to kill an asshole who started a fight while eating, in line with the saying that even a dog doesn’t touch a dog while it is eating, but I don’t know how it ended up here.

    “You misunderstood what I said. I don’t think that guy over there needs to be saved. That’s my position too. Well, if I’m someone who deserves to die because I’m not someone who would be noticed by the nobles, then I should die. But I don’t know if it’s because I’m a wizard… . Aren’t you curious?”

    “What do you mean?”

    While I was glaring, and while he closed his mouth and looked directly into my eyes, the weight of the air that settled down felt like it was dozens of times heavier than usual. I saw that my shoulders were very stiff in that short period of time. It was only after Dean Hu opened his mouth that my shoulders finally became lighter.

    So I couldn’t understand what he said any more. Would you understand if it was like asking a calculus problem to the person doing the ‘whole body twist’ in PT number 8?

    “Hmm… … . How should I explain it? Oh yeah. To borrow your expression, that’s why the ‘asshole’ tried to kill you. As you said, it could be an invisible agent that follows the demons, and if not, there must be some reason. is not it? It’s easy to kill. But maybe the two years you did? Imagine that about three years later, you reminisced about today’s events while drinking with a friend or lover.”

    Did Dean Hu use any magic spells? His soft yet heavy low-pitched voice automatically draws a picture of a peaceful dinner table with Arcana a few years later.

    “When you told me about today. Couldn’t someone ask this? ‘But why did that idiot lash out at you?’ Then you will have nothing to answer, right? From then on, you will go crazy with curiosity. It’s going to be nerve-wracking. As my curiosity grows, it may interfere with the battle later. I feel like I’m going crazy and crazy!”

    It’s like an experience. This is what the dean said after that.

    And although it seems like an idiot, it is strangely persuasive. I feel a strange sense of kinship, but I also feel like I don’t like it even though I’m seeing this person for the first time.

    ‘Should this be called homophobia?’

    Later, the Dean’s words strangely stuck in my mind and I began to become really curious. Why did that idiot suddenly throw an undesirable act at me, even though I was eating well?

    “Curious… Is it true?”

    “Right? That’s right. Well then, let’s find out. Why did this guy risk his life on you?”

    “Yes. yes? Now?”

    I asked, wondering if it was possible. Afterwards, the Dean answers in a firm voice, as if he had been waiting.

    “Of course.”

    “Here?”

    The street in front of the Gogo-class restaurant. I asked, pointing to the wide road.

    “Then. Do you really need to go far?”

    Afterwards, the dean answered calmly, as if asking why he was asking.

    “In that condition?”

    As a final check, I pointed to a guy struggling on the floor like a bug because he had no limbs and asked,

    “Huh? Your mouth is open. what’s the problem? No way you!”

    He tilted his head as if he had been asked an incomprehensible question, then suddenly pointed at me and screamed. As if he realized something.

    “He’s surprisingly kind!”

    Ah, I have to admit this much. This guy is the same as me. There are two truly crazy people in this small academy.

    No, I admit it honestly. After all, age cannot be ignored. He’s even crazier than me. This inspiration.

    I need to try harder. Because there can’t be two dragons on one mountain.

    Afterwards, the dean walked towards the guy who was still lying on the floor (although he had no choice but to lie down because he had no limbs) and immediately asked:

    “Why did you do that?”

    His healthy limbs disappeared and he became crippled in an instant. This was not a worn-out mercenary or soldier, but an immature brat who enjoyed the favor of a noble family. Is there any way in your right mind to answer in this situation… … .

    “… Commoner bastard.”

    Are you there?

    But am I the ‘commoner bastard’ that bastard was talking about? It must be me, right? It would be me. also,

    “Clown porridge… … !”

    “Wow. wait. A good guy has an unusually irritable personality. More words will come out.”

    “Commoner… Baby, haha… On the subject… , Ever… Lynn.”

    “Are you annoyed that you, a commoner, entered Evergreen Academy?”

    After feeling frustrated, the dean asked him a question, and he nodded his head, the only thing he could move.

    “Is that all?”

    “A fair woman… Oh, and… Flirting… The distance is. paddle… Don’t treat Om as an asshole… I don’t carry it, haha… Playing with women… go. Sigh! moderation… Moderately… If you touch it, your family… Well, the driver takes care of it… … .”

    His next words were shocking. Professor Sally’s body even radiated murderous energy as if a sword had protruded from it.

    For a moment, he said, ‘Haa…’ ‘The only sound was the sound of breathing. It was natural that the faces of all the people who were listening to him stiffened, without exception.

    me?

    I was worried.

    ‘Shouldn’t I kill him? Would you rather keep him alive and hang him on the back of a carriage or something? Or should we hang it on the academy wall like a clock tower and have it shout out every hour?’

    “Ah, damn it! Just close your mouth and sleep.”

    Without even chanting, Dean Hu unleashed sleep magic and sprayed it on the face of the guy struggling on the floor. Just like shaking off the moisture after washing your dirty hands.

    “It would be better to be a demon or a demon stooge. What the hell is this! 이런 개새끼를 누가 받은 거야?”

    Dean Hu glared at the sleeping trash as if he had fainted, with murder in his eyes.

    “No, no. Wait, this doesn’t make sense. Something is strange. Hey, wake up.”

    After making a fuss about something that I couldn’t tell if he was angry or annoyed, the dean started to wake him up from his sleep. And that too by hitting him until he wakes up.

    “Professor Amol there. Pick up the fallen limb. Even if you kill it later, it’s better to keep it attached because it looks good. Why doesn’t this happen like this?”

    match-! Oops! Wow!

    “Me, Dean. I’d rather use awaken magic or shock magic… … .”

    “What? Maybe it’s because I’m old, but I can’t hear very well!?”

    “Away… … ! Eup!!”

    Along with the professor named Yirgachepra who blocked the clown from the beginning, the name of the professor who annoyed me the most was ‘Amol’.

    Professor Amol, who picked up the arms and legs that had fallen everywhere and tried to speak twice without notice, was silenced by Professor Sally and dragged backwards.

    ‘Don’t you know what you’re not doing when you see it?’

    When Professor Amol glared at Professor Sally with a questioning expression while being dragged away, Professor Sally sighed and explained the situation in a low voice.

    After hearing the entire explanation, my eyes widen and my heart sinks with a sigh of relief.

    In the meantime, the guy who had been put to sleep by magic and was evaluated as a piece of trash worse than a demon woke up thanks to the Dean’s passionate efforts.

    “No matter how much I thought about it, there was one more thing I couldn’t understand, so I woke up like this. From what I heard, your escort was knocked out by that beautiful woman with a single blow and he still can’t get up. How were you planning on taking that woman? That woman is stronger than the escort knight? This doesn’t make sense, does it? Right?”

    “Article size… Roy says the woman is an ordinary woman… And, the car… Angry thing… That’s right, a commoner bird… He’s at the level of a sword user… .”

    “What happens to the inaction of a knight named Croy?”

    “small… Do ex… Best putt… It was class… !”

    “Grow up.”

    After putting him to sleep again with magic, the Dean roughly shook his hair, which was much more brown than white, and said ‘Damn!’ repeatedly.

    “What is this guy doing? How could anyone even think of attacking a candidate appointed as a trustee in the first place? What the fuck, is this the ‘law of certain composition ratios of waste’? Out of every hundred people, there must be ten trash, right?”

    Do you think there is such a rule? Is this crazy old man?!

    Don’t make it look plausible!

    “Ah… … . I asked for no reason! Just kill me! Should I just kill him now? Yes, let’s kill it! Kill him and clean his mouth!”

    “Oh, no!”

    The professors were horrified and tried to dissuade Dean Hu, and Dean Hu, wearing the appearance of an old man, shook them off and went over to the unconscious man and kicked him.

    ‘what? The most respected scholar on the continent? Archmage? Damn. It’s just a crazy inspiration.’

    ah.

    I feel like I lost somehow.

    Why do I feel like I lost when I see the old man pushing away the professors who tried to dissuade him, one by one, and then kicking again?

    It was as if he was shouting this with his whole body.

    -I am the crazy one in this area!! I’m even crazier!!!

    “Damn.”

    Just in case, it happened. After the dean.

    I need to try harder.

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