Your Teacher. (2)

To whom should I assign the effects of the growth booster? Honestly, I’ve been thinking a lot since the day I received it and checked the contents.

To be honest, in this world, it is common sense and natural to put my master, Fianna Stone, in charge of black magic.

‘But I am also a human being and have a conscience, so how could I say that I want to write this to my teacher?’

One problem is that when I received this trait, I thought I had completely lost touch with the Master.

To put it simply, before entering the Royal Academy of Frisia, I tried to maintain the optimal state for a third-rate human by meeting only the minimum specifications, avoiding the teacher’s guidance, and deliberately not learning magic.

After entering the academy, I spent all day and night disappointing my teacher and my classmate Nora.

So, after I was banished from Frisia as a criminal, I suddenly came to the Empire and asked to learn magic from the Master?

Even if the relationship was restored thanks to the teacher’s consideration, I think that’s a bit too much.

“… So the formula for the magical power consumption for level 3 black magic is… Rudis.”

“Huh?”

“You answer.”

I sighed inwardly at the professor’s words as if he was dissatisfied with me, who was absentmindedly rolling a ballpoint pen and giving me instructions.

Because I know very well that although the description in the status window seems very detailed and thoughtful, the reality is different.

[You can only select one mentor per trait and they cannot be changed. You cannot set duplicate mentors. The mentor is automatically set to the person who helped you grow your trait.]

It says “characteristic growth”, but it is unclear what direction this growth is in.

Does it simply refer to someone who helps me level up my specialty, Black Magic, or does it also include someone like the professor creating a situation for me to acquire knowledge related to my specialty, like right now?

Since there is nothing written about it, I am in a situation where I cannot properly listen to or answer the explanation or questions of the Level 5 professor in front of me.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know.”

“… Why on earth do you come to class?”

The professor would usually just apologize and move on, but it seems like his patience has reached its limit.

Seeing him frowning, clicking his tongue, and clicking his brow as if he were embarrassed, I shrugged my shoulders and bowed my head to express my apology even more.

However, despite my sincere reflection, he continued to nag as if he was frustrated.

“Hey, Rudis. What the hell are you thinking? At your age and with a level 3 trait, you think the world is yours?”

“… No.”

“Look. It may seem like a huge accomplishment to you now that you’re young and reached Level 3, but there are plenty of students here who will soon be able to do so. I reached Level 3 in my second year, and I reached Level 4 before I moved up to my third year. Even if you seem to have talent for black magic, it’s really nothing special out in the world, right?”

“I’m sorry. I will try harder.”

“How many times have I answered and acted the same way! Student, do you think I’m funny?”

It seemed like he was trying to seize the day and tease me, so he kept nagging me in front of many students and it seemed like it would never end.

Still, that’s fortunate. If the princess had snuck in today, what kind of trouble would she have caused?

If she really liked me, she would have done something for me even though I was getting scolded while apologizing.

Of course, it’s a bit unfortunate that I couldn’t get the princess to confess her feelings when I found out that she had feelings for me, but in any case, this is karma for my actions, so it’s right for me to quietly get scolded.

While thinking like that, I was dealing with a professor who stopped class for almost 5 minutes because of the behavior I learned when I was working at a small business in my previous life, ‘Even if you’re not really sorry, say sorry first and apologize.’

-dripping!

“… Huh?! You! For the sake of the future of the black magicians who will become your juniors…!”

-Knock knock knock!

“Wake up and live! Don’t you understand?! Even if you’ve been chosen to climb the ladder, you have the responsibility to go to the ranking match as a representative of the black magic department!”

-Bang bang bang!!

“Who the hell are you!?”

The knocking sound in the classroom that had been repeated several times as if interrupting the professor’s speech had now almost turned into the sound of a knock on the door.

The professor, who had been trying to ignore me and scold me, strode toward the sound of knocking that did not give up and roughly opened the door.

“Who the hell are you…!!”

“Hey, is this the black magic department?”

“… You?”

“If someone knocks politely, the door will open quickly. Why are you just talking inside when you have so much to say?”

“Wh, what the…?!”

The students’ eyes grow as big as lanterns at the gentle voice that speaks to the black magic professor with a rather rough tone.

And, even I, who had been deliberately keeping my head down and still until now, slowly raised my head and glanced at the entrance. … I saw a black witch’s hat that gave me a strange feeling.

“How long are you going to block the entrance? Get out of the way.”

“… You, you guy! What are you doing! Do you know who I am… !!”

“Imperial Royal Academy Black Magic Department Professor, Black Magic Level 5, late forties. Isn’t that right?”

The woman wearing a witch’s hat, who had been holding onto the same heat that had been used to scold me, accepted the professor’s words as if they were funny, and after telling him to get out of the way again while he was still blocking the entrance, tried to enter the classroom.

But the professor, who was already very angry at her rude behavior, had no reason to just step aside. Naturally, he would have firmly blocked the path of a woman who was slightly smaller than him and shouted at her as if he was questioning her.

“Ah, wash it. Did you boil the train carton and eat it? It’s noisy, my ears hurt.”

“No, you little bitch?! You can’t do it! I’ll cut your hair…!!”

A woman who now completely irritates others by saying things that completely ignore them.

The problem is that her way of speaking and swearing is so similar to someone I know.

And the voice was that of someone I knew very well.

‘But, no. Wait… no, no?’

“[Black Magic] [Lv. 3] [Shadow Break…!!”

-Caak!!

“What?!”

As the black magic professor was chanting a spell to bind her, all the students shuddered at the sight of a black magic [black hand] suddenly emerging from the door and the ground, binding the professor’s mouth and body, lifting her up, and pushing her out of the entrance.

There are two reasons.

One is that her appearance, revealed when the professor got out of the way, was so pitiful and beautiful compared to her rough speech.

And the second one.

“Your speed at casting isn’t bad, but your control of your magical power is poor. You need to train more. Even if you use a higher-level catalyst to do a short-range spellcast, you won’t be able to catch a single hair on my head.”

The fact that he performed magic perfectly without saying a word.

Although black magic has higher lethality than other magic and is suitable for battle, and can be used in short bursts with just a catalyst, it is impossible to completely cancel and use the magic name.

However, the black girl in front of her, who looked to be about 18 years old, acted as if it was a natural thing, so all the black magicians attending the class could not help but be surprised.

“… Oh my god, what the hell. S, Master? “

“Oh. Damn disciple! How is it~! This master’s appearance is completely allegorical! Come on! Praise him quickly! Right now!”

And I couldn’t help but be surprised at the teacher’s appearance, which was portrayed as a younger version of himself, rather than his mature appearance in the novel.

*

“My name is Fianna Stone. Some of you may know me, but I am the Black Tower Master of the Kingdom of Frisia. I am also somewhat acquainted with President Neg and Clark Theodore. Why am I here? To put it simply, I am here as a temporary instructor during your ranking battle. So, you should be grateful. “

“””… … “””

“Be thankful.”

“””Thank you… “””

The teacher immediately pushed aside the professor who was there and took the podium. He swept his black silky hair back and began to speak in an almost threatening tone.

“Judging from the rough appearances, I can feel the gazes of people doubting whether I am real, and whether this young, pretty, cute, and lovely girl is really a ‘wizard’ in her thirties. If you dare, come forward. I will show you what a warlock’s abilities are like.”

“”””… … “””””

“Okay. I don’t think there are any dissatisfied kids. Then, hands up to the kids participating in the ranking battle.”

What the hell is going on? The teacher is a temporary instructor?

Even though it was exactly one year since the ranking match last year when my relationship with my teacher started to go wrong, I hesitated but had no choice but to raise my hand in the situation where I had to announce that I was going to compete in the ranking match again.

“… Hey, you damn disciple, are you leaving?”

“I, I’m not the only one going out.”

“Is that you behind the long hair?”

“… Yes.”

Of course, the teacher’s eyes widened as if he couldn’t believe that I would be participating in another ranking match, and I also lowered my head and put my hands down in embarrassment.

Anna, how did you get caught like this by the teacher? I’m going crazy.

“… Okay. But I heard other departments have some kind of selection process or something, so how did you select the black magic department?”

“Climb the ladder.”

The black magician called Jjukjeong. When Watt answered that way, looking a little annoyed, the master’s eyebrows twitched and he began to ask me with his navy blue eyes if that was true.

-Nod.

“… Crazy. This is really ridiculous. What the heck, it’s not like all the kids here didn’t want to leave or anything like that, right? “

“”””… … “”””

“… This is fucking crazy. This is fucking crazy.”

The master who was the strongest black magician, and now has become a black magician.

To her, all the guys in this department would seem to be people who are ashamed of their own traits and dark magic, or who think badly of it.

Even the Imperial Ranking Tournament is said to be a festival of honor and status where students from the academies on the continent and those under the age of 25 gather, so how absurd and ridiculous would it be if no one wanted to go there themselves?

And then she opened her mouth, glaring at the professor she had pushed aside.

“I don’t know what kind of idiot decided to do this with Ladder Climb, but I just got back from talking to ‘CEO Clark.’ I’m going to train all of you, from the first to third year of the Dark Arts Department, to be pretty good at this ranking match, and show you how to do it properly. “

-Shock.

When the professor flinched as if he was a little scared by the teacher’s words, she clicked her tongue without hiding it, sighed, and looked at us again.

“One week. For one week, this black magician Fianna Stone will train you. And after one week, we will have a preliminary competition. If you are a sloppy kid, a kid who doesn’t show up, a kid who is pretending to be sick, etc., if you catch my eye, I will hang you all upside down. Come at me with the determination to die. Got it!”

“””… … “””

“Answer.”

“””Yes… “”◦””

Well, I have no idea why you came here and are killing the kids, but this is great news for me.

I can learn the teachings of the Master legally, without having to ask him to do so with an iron plate on my face.

This is definitely a stroke of luck for me.

“And the fucking disciple.”

“Yep.”

“You follow me after class.”

“Class just finished and break time is almost over?”

“”””… … “”””

And the teacher, who had taken the red potion and realized that the reason the students answered weakly was not just because they were surprised by her appearance or because of her threatening tone, quickly left the classroom, looking a little embarrassed.