A Beginner’s Guide t Chapter 65

Chapter 65

As full-fledged sumr approached, the Academy’s second sester began.

As I had said before, this section in the original work was mostly skipped.

Ordinary daily life made up the bulk of it, and apparently large portions were cut out for fear the writing would drag on.

The source was the record journal of my forr senior.

Because he had resigned so abruptly, I ended up taking over several authors he had been in charge of.

Fortunately, he wasn’t incompetent, so various records had been left behind.

Thanks to that, they were a huge help when giving feedback on this work, which was why I rembered it clearly.

Still, even that senior who had quit probably never imagined that the editor himself would end up transmigrating into the novel.

The city and streets were sweltering under the sumr weather, but the interior of the Academy—true to being the finest in the Empire—was comfortable beyond asure.

I spent peaceful days as though the violent incidents from before were things of the distant past.

When morning ca, I attended classes and worked on assignnts.

When the weekend arrived, I occasionally went out with my companions.

It was such a tranquil ti that I wondered if it was really okay to live like this.

Just like in the first sester, it felt as though I had returned to my university days, and that made my heart flutter a little.

What was different from then was that I, a Swordsmanship Departnt major, had applied for a double major in the Magic Departnt.

With the dean backing , it was accepted without difficulty, and I was able to take so of the Magic Departnt’s courses.

That said, the classes were boring as hell.

I had expected sothing flashy, with things rising up dramatically like in ani or manga, but what we actually learned was nothing but tedious stuff like magical theory and formulas.

Thanks to system assist, I understood what was being said, but hearing the sa story repeated over and over inevitably made

sick of it.

“Are you aiming to beco a magic swordsman?”

Leysias, who was sitting to my left and taking the class with , looked at

with a puzzled gaze.

Her doubt was reasonable.

It was rare for a swordsman who had already reached a certain level to study another field, especially magic.

This was a world where even mastering one thing was difficult no matter how much you trained for a lifeti.

If I were soone else, I would have focused on the sword alone, but I had no intention of being satisfied with just that one thing.

So I set down the pen I had been using to doodle on the parchnt, nodded indifferently, and said,

“As you know, it’s a hard life, so the more insurance you have, the better.”

“Haha…….”

This ti, Yuria, who was sitting on my right, let out a dry laugh.

They both knew that I was an imperial prince.

A little wordplay like this was nothing to hold back over.

“Yuria. That formula there is wrong.”

“Ah, thank you.”

With

between them, the two won gave off a friendly atmosphere.

In the original work, one side had ignored the other unilaterally, but with the changes brought about by a story centered on , they now seed to have beco completely close.

Leysias’s deanor had fully softened now, and Yuria’s timid side had improved at least a little.

The tedious classes, where I hadn’t even dared to doze off because of all the eyes on , finally ended.

After greeting Leysias and Yuria and telling them good job, I left the classroom without delay, entered the teachers’ offices, and looked for soone.

“Professor Gawain.”

Gawain, who had been forcibly made a teacher at Bayern Academy due to my plans, greeted

with a sallow complexion.

By the ti he graduated from the Academy, he had been an unprecedented genius, but here and now, there were plenty of cohorts senior to him.

I had left him alone for a few days to give him an adjustnt period, but it seed he had gone through a brutal initiation thanks to a murderous workload.

To think that soone who had even been a court mage couldn’t look after his own well-being.

This was why half-baked smart guys were the worst.

“…Ostia-kun.”

Buried in paperwork, Gawain only noticed my presence a mont later.

Then, with a face that looked like his soul was about to leave his body, he glanced around nervously and looked at .

“Shouldn’t you be keeping your promise about now?”

The biggest reason I had brought him here was to learn magic.

I thought the timing was about right.

“That is, I still have a lot of backlogged work…….”

Gawain looked at

with a pleading expression.

He wanted to keep his promise to , but the circumstances weren’t favorable.

‘So you want

to do sothing about it, is that it.’

“Who’s the one in charge?”

When I lowered my head slightly and asked who his superior was, Gawain reflexively bent as well and pointed at a man seated in the seat of honor.

He looked to be in his mid-to-late thirties, and even at a glance, he seed like soone with a nasty temper.

“…….”

Perhaps he was already aware of , because he had been stealing glances in this direction.

When our eyes t, he flinched slightly, then naturally turned his head away as if he hadn’t seen anything.

“Get ready.”

“Yes!”

At my words, he nodded and answered energetically.

Seeing him pack up his things with a bright expression I hadn’t seen before, as though he had been harassed terribly, was pitiful to the point of sympathy.

“Professor.”

I went and stood in front of the extra character whose na I didn’t even know.

“Isn’t this Ostia-kun, the top student of the first year? What brings you here?”

He greeted

with an easygoing expression, as if welcoming .

I couldn’t suppress the dry chuckle that ca out naturally and pointed toward Gawain.

“I’m Ostia. I’m scheduled to receive supplentary lessons from Professor Gawain, but it seems he has a lot of work, so I was wondering.”

When I asked if there was so way he could do sothing about it, he replied with a regretful look.

“Oh dear, in Professor Gawain’s case, his appointnt was decided suddenly, so he likely has a lot of matters to take care of. If it’s not urgent, it might be best to postpone your appointnt.”

Well, would you look at that?

Most teachers, knowing my status, would have yielded appropriately, but he casually dodged the issue with eyes that said there was no chance.

As the one in charge of the teachers, there was no way he didn’t know who I was.

Which ant that at the very least, he had backing strong enough that he wasn’t afraid of soone like .

‘Another imperial prince, perhaps.’

It would be burdenso to confront

directly, so he was pulling this kind of maneuver.

Then again, the original work had plenty of slander like this too.

“Professor.”

This ti, just as I had done with Gawain, I lowered my head.

Then I released the montum from my entire body and seized control of the air in the space.

“…….”

The teachers’ office was divided into several sections according to each person’s specialty.

Where Gawain was seated was, of course, the area where the Magic Departnt professors were stationed.

In other words, people more sensitive to the flow of mana than anyone else.

The professor’s face turned pale in an instant.

As though he had never imagined I would press down on him head-on, his eyes shook as if struck by an earthquake, and his mouth fell open.

The other professors around us wore similar expressions.

Rolling their eyes frantically with faces that scread trouble was an unpleasant sight.

At the far end, where my pressure reached less strongly, there was even soone who half-rose from their seat, seemingly trying to flee.

“Don’t move.”

I said this while looking at the professor who was half-standing awkwardly.

Like an obedient lamb, he sat back down with an innocent expression, and I turned my head to look at the professor in front of

again.

“Does a re chess piece dare to think it can match ?”

When I said it in the sense that he was nothing more than a disposable piece, his face turned bright red.

But what could he do? It was the truth.

Unable to say anything, he simply bowed his head deeply.

When I glared at the other professors, they too avoided my gaze and swallowed hard.

“My origins are what they are, so my patience has a low limit. Think carefully and conduct yourselves wisely.”

It wasn’t a loud voice nor a small one, but the threat—that if they pulled any nonsense and got caught, it wouldn’t end nicely—was surely etched into their minds.

“Then, I’ll be counting on you. Professor.”

When I greeted him like that with a smile at the end, he replied in a low voice that he understood.

Having finished my business, I returned to Gawain’s desk with a refreshed expression.

He, too, was waiting for

with a look of satisfaction, preparations complete.

“Then, since I have an appointnt with Ostia-kun, I’ll excuse myself now.”

“G, good work. I’ll take care of these, so don’t worry.”

A senior professor at the next desk cleared his throat and pulled the mountain of docunts from Gawain’s desk over to his own.

Gawain bowed slightly, then followed behind

with his face twitching.

“Looks like you’ve been through a lot.”

Seeing Gawain’s bright expression, as if ten years’ worth of pent-up indigestion had been cleared just from

throwing a few words at them, was enough to make

happy too.

He gave a bitter smile at my words and shook his head.

“Isn’t it all just karma? Everyone welcos the downfall of a lonely genius.”

At that, I looked at him with a dumbfounded expression.

No matter how much soone was set up as a genius, did people usually call themselves a genius out loud?

“Well, anyway, leave magic completely to ! I, Gawain, who has gone from the bottom all the way to the peak, will teach you with all my heart and soul!”

Good grief, he was reliable to the point of bringing tears to my eyes.

“…After hundreds of deliberations, this formula was the result! I can confidently assert that I am the first in academic history to have discovered sothing like this!”

In a quiet classroom filled with the light of the setting sun, Gawain continued explaining magic while writing formulas across the blackboard.

After about thirty minutes, his passion seed to ignite, and now he was spewing his excitent with spit flying.

On the blackboard, several vast and complex formulas overlapped—far more than what I had heard in the earlier class.

I could only stare at those incomprehensible things with vacant eyes.

“Although I couldn’t break through the wall of Fourth Class Master, I’m confident that my theory loses to no one. Even the dean exclaid in admiration after hearing my theory.”

Half of the lesson content was self-praise.

The fact that even Chris had exclaid in admiration sounded a bit impressive, but well, you had to understand it to admire it in the first place.

“Since it’s the first session, I only skimd over the theory lightly. These are theories I established before entering the Academy, so at Your Highness’s level, there shouldn’t be any difficulties in understanding them.”

Gawain showed enthusiasm, saying that if there was anything I didn’t recognize or had missed, he would explain it in detail.

To be honest, I didn’t understand a single thing.

The blackboard was filled with formulas and symbols several tis more complex than the earlier class, and Gawain’s explanations were so abstruse that I doubted whether he and I were even speaking the sa language.

But what did that matter?

[SYSTEM: Interpreting ‘A Study of Basic Magic Theory and Formulas for Improved Efficiency – by Gawain’.]

I had the convenient ability called system assist.

It was dismantling and reconstructing the formulas Gawain had written one by one, then accumulating the data.

The reason I needed Gawain was because I didn’t know how system assist would function when it ca to magic.

When I saw the four words ‘Interpretation Complete’ appear, I looked at Gawain and gave him a grin.

“Easy.”

I understood everything.