The arena we arrived at after Professor Rubys was like an indoor gym.
There is a space for rest, and there are people who are busy moving around and carrying dicines and bandages. It was very systematic and strange, so I was staring at it blankly, and then Professor Rubys quietly spoke to .
“It’s a look you can’t see in the Empire. Originally, I didn’t even have it, but it ca into being from the beginning of the war.”
It must have been a culture that was not there from the beginning. However, since it was added, there was nothing bad about it, so good things were good.
“Looking at the potion, it seems like they put a lot of effort into it.”
“They said that various temples, starting with the Holy Light Cross, are helping. Thanks to that, it’s convenient to be able to take classes without worrying about injuries.”
After all, what you learn here is a skill to kill sothing, whether it’s killing a monster or a person, so it’s true that reducing the risk of injury is a good thing… Why is this man talking about it?
In the short 10 minutes that I ca here, I was plagued with so many questions and figured out that Professor Rubys wasn’t really a sociopath or lacking in emotion. He’s just a bit clumsy and often shows extre efficiency, but he’s a teacher who wants students to learn more and grow into talented people.
I don’t know why such a person ca to Isthel, one of the few elves in the country, and is working as a professor. I don’t even know what he was doing before, but his personality itself didn’t seem bad.
However, the problem is that as an elf, he tried to understand the human concept of ti, so he had a sense that seed to match at first glance, but was vastly out of sync. I wonder how Ashlie would react if I told her that she saw an elf moving as if she were being chased by every minute and every second.
“In my class, it is basic for students to use all the ans they have to sparring. So I hope you will deal with them in the sa way.”
“Are there many students learning magic and swordsmanship at the sa ti?”
“There are not many enemies. There are battle mages, and there are also aspiring magic knights. They prepare magic tools and sotis use non-lethal morization.”
Is it a real brute force battle royale? After checking my face for a mont to see if my expression had beco mysterious without my knowledge at Professor Luvis’s explanation, he shrugged his shoulders and added an explanation.
“It’s the difference between an empire and a kingdom. Empires nurture talents of the distant future, but kingdoms want talents that can be used right after graduation. It’s more effective than digging a single well.”
It’s not that only geniuses co to the academy, and there are a limited number of talented people who can see the end of one field anyway, so there’s no reason to teach only that. It might be better than making them hold on to things that don’t work like injecting education.
“Actually, it’s on the side of performance. You’ll see novel students when you deal with them, so you can look forward to it.”
I’m looking forward to it because a very old person says that. If I could make a two-hundred-year-old elf say that he was novel, I wonder if that alone would be his talent.
“How many classes are there?”
“There are 30 students in each grade. Only students who stand out in practical skills can apply for this course, so I’d like to say that it’s an acceptable level of skill, but… It’s highly likely that you won’t be angry.”
“You think you rate quite highly.”
“Because there are more reasons to rate it highly than there are reasons not to do it.”
Professor Rubys, who calmly gave strong confidence in my ability, continued to explain the contents of the class and the facilities until the students gathered. Contrary to my apparent attitude, I listened to the kind explanation of the elf who really likes to talk, and I planned my course of action for the day… That’s how the goal of today’s
class was set to be a 3-minute cooking class in Eldmia.
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The practical class was like a kind of decoration among students.
The class, which is conducted by selecting those who stand out in practical skills from among the top ranks, naturally implanted the perception that it is a special class for the elite, and beca an object of envy for those who long for strength.
“My na is Eldmia Ega, who is Professor Legneva’s disciple and assistant and has been in charge of a part-ti lecturer in practical subjects for a while.”
And befitting that perception, the majority of people were proud of their skills. However, it was never easy to be proud but not arrogant at such a young age, and all but a few felt a strange repulsion towards Eldmia, who suddenly intervened in class.
“Today’s class is a sparring between you and .”
But whether or not, Eldmia just sat on the arena, leisurely petting her dog and looking over the students with a dry attitude.
I know that it is the ability to defeat the hero and kill the traitor Enbelde. But that doesn’t make accept the words that I will single-handedly defeat 30 elite mbers of the academy year. Even in practical subjects that are not just swordsmanship, magic, or aura, anything can be used? In the end, one of the students who couldn’t stand the scratches and doubts of his confidence raised his hand and asked a question.
“Does that an anything?”
“Tell specifically what you an.”
“If you’re fighting a strong person, isn’t Professor Luvis enough? I’ve heard about Assistant Professor Ega, but I didn’t expect him to teach all 30 of us useful lessons during the limited ti of two hours in practical subjects, not other subjects. It’s hard.”
Naturally expecting such a reaction, Cheryl sighed briefly. He was a young man I couldn’t even rember who he was because I wasn’t interested. It seems that his grades were in the middle, but he was a student who did not have the skills to say such words with confidence. Sheryl rolled her eyes for no reason, thinking that she was a very displeased person, whether it was because she brought up a topic that a student who could be said to be at least in the top ranks should bring up carefully, or because it was a remark that implicitly disregarded Eldmia’s skills.
However, the majority of students seed to agree with his opinion to so extent, even though their attitudes were slightly different. And looking at that reaction, Eldmia tilted her head.
“why?”
“yes?”
“Tell why you think there will be no learning.”
“…Isn’t that obvious? No matter how many tis you’ve defeated the hero and the traitor, Enbelde, the actual battle is not a matter of life or death. You need to teach and at the sa ti have the ability to neutralize the opponent as safely as possible, and you have to repeat it 30 tis. Assistant Professor Ega. Do you believe that you can do that on your own?”
It is said that Envelde built her family with just one sword, but to be honest, there was not a single student in the academy who believed that she would not be able to do that. I don’t underestimate it, but I don’t overestimate it either.
Even if the hero is strong, if he was really strong, wouldn’t he have been put into the battlefield? In the end, they are learning the sa way. This can also be called great, but if it ans the sa as the ability to take an overwhelming victory against 30 people, you have no choice but to be skeptical.
No matter how good you are, you are the sa age or the sa age. Most of the students had in common the idea that they would be stronger than themselves, but dealing with all 30 people was a different story. Even Ogatorp, who is called the genius of the sword who won’t co down from the top of the grade right now, gets weak after dealing with Griffith and Kalitz?
“You seem to have a short knowledge base, so let tell you two good things. First, if there is a personnel adjustnt in your group that you don’t understand, and the superior or commanding person above you is a better person than you, you won’t know with your limited insight. It is the surest way to make the past less embarrassing. I was hired as a part-ti lecturer because Professor Rubys himself requested it.”
Of course, it’s a different story when an incompetent person is over your head. Regardless of whether that person is truly incompetent. Eldmia shrugged and said it as if it were a joke, but most of the students couldn’t laugh at the joke.
“So you’re saying you can do it?”
“Second. I do it because I can do it. Rember it well. It is the biggest reason why I was able to be acquitted without any penalty even though I killed a nobleman in the middle of the capital and razed the temporary detention center to the ground.”
Contrary to the answer that still led to a calm attitude, the content was bloody. At that mont, even the student who asked the question couldn’t help but be shocked. However, Eldmia, as if the answer did not really an much, slowly got up from her seat and went up to the arena to continue her explanation.
“It’s a practical subject, so I don’t need to say anything anymore. I’ll deal with you sequentially from 30th to 1st. Co up on your own. Leica, prepare an hourglass.”
Who is Leica? While the eyes of the students wandered in the air, Eldmia’s dog, which moved around, tactfully bit into the hourglass placed on the chair at the end of the arena and looked at him. It was cute enough, but the situation they were in right now was so shocking that the students didn’t have ti to feel sothing in that action.
“It’s a three-minute hourglass. The ti I can give each of you in this class is up to three minutes. I’m sure you’ll take care of it, but I don’t have that kind of experience in my life, so it’s not easy to adjust. Even if you drop out quickly, don’t be discouraged. so that.”
Because the vast majority of students felt that words that were no different from obvious provocation ca out of Eldmia’s mouth.
“…It’s called Babeli.”
Even though he had the lowest grades in the actual subject, when the male student, who was not bad at all, gritting his teeth, stepped up to the arena, Eldmia tilted his head sideways and replied.
“I don’t need a full na. I’ll rember the na I need.”
Babeli drew her sword, determined to remain calm rather than angry. Then, in response to the sound of ‘tap’ as Laika overturned the hourglass, she applied her aura as quickly as she could and burrowed into Eldmia’s arms. However, as soon as I confird that Eldmia did not take it seriously and followed her eyes, I felt that sothing was wrong.
“You won’t be eliminated soon.”
Eldmia’s shoulder, which dug in reverse without pulling out the sword, hit Babeli’s stomach, and at the sa ti, his hand was wrapped around him in an instant, blocking Babeli’s arms holding the sword. Babelli, who believed that she could withstand a fair amount of shock because she was wearing an aura, had to fall backwards after receiving a strong impact on her face without a chance to be surprised by the shock that stifled her breath.
“Because the level is so low, there is no need to worry about adjusting the power.”
It was only after hearing Eldmia’s voice in his ears that Babeli realized that not only had his sword been taken away, but also that he had been hit in the face by Eldmia’s elbows and was sprawled on the floor. It was a movent that wasn’t that fast, but being unilaterally suppressed like this? Didn’t even feel aura?
– Chaeng-Geurang!
Eldmia stopped all kinds of thoughts from passing through my head. He threw the stolen sword back in front of Babeli. But Babeli had no ti to feel humiliated at the fact that the sword had been taken away and that the sword had been thrown back.
“again.”
Barbelli swallowed hard and gripped her sword, fearful of what might happen to her in the remaining 2 minutes and 50 seconds.
And as if Eldmia’s voice was an order, he jumped in once more.
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