I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy

35 – 35. Separation

“Oh my god, am I even dreaming?”

The next morning, I knocked on the door of room 201 of the research building.

Velen came out from there.

Those were his first words.

“Can I come in?”

“Don’t be! Oh, I’m the one carrying the luggage-“

“It’s okay. “It’s not heavy.”

In the early morning when there were few people, I was trying to enter the secret room on my own, alone.

He welcomed it with great joy.

There is probably only one chance that I will come out alive and well after this door closes.

Persuasion…. No, if the deception is successful.

–

Tak-

The door was closed.

The laboratory was exactly as seen in the game.

There are five or six steel tables lined up,

There are dizzying amounts of magic tools and documents scattered on top of it.

The owner of this laboratory, that is, the professor whom Velen has as his teacher.

No matter who it was, it was a scene that conveyed his agony and despair.

I chose a suitable seat and sat down.

Fortunately, he did not immediately radiate death.

You probably measure the angle by looking at the seasoning.

Belen, who had already made coffee, sat across from me and sneered.

“Unfortunately, our professor is a person who sleeps a lot in the morning. “I can talk to you until you come to the lab, is that okay?”

I don’t like to chat,

Enjoying a situation where you don’t know when you might die is also not my style.

I got straight to the point.

“I didn’t come to see that professor.”

“Oh, then why-“

“I have some business for you.”

He tilts his head.

But, that sly trick is over now.

“It was a clumsy operation, Velen.”

“Yes? “What did I do?”

He looked a little embarrassed, but I continued talking as if I knew everything.

“Deputy Chief and Chief. “At the very least, we should have excluded those two before working on it.”

“…What does it mean?”

“The greed was excessive.”

He was no longer smiling,

I drove a wedge.

“It’s a recklessness worthy of the original sin of gluttony.”

“……”

The moment those words came out of my mouth.

His facial expression maintained a sly smile throughout,

For just one moment, it was slightly distorted.

“Hmm, maybe it’s because I’m a student, but I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, yes. I was inconsiderate. “I should have said this first so you could show your true colors with peace of mind.”

To that guy who plays the fool until the end,

I said.

I don’t even know my identity.

“I am also the master of stigma. “I belong to a religious denomination.”

A word thrown while showing the back of the right hand.

Actually, I don’t even know what Ivan is doing.

This may or may not be a real stigma.

Even I am of the opinion that it is not the case.

However, my personal opinion doesn’t really matter.

What is important here is his judgment.

“…Ha, hahahaha.”

In a laboratory bathed in faint dawn light, hearty laughter echoes.

The size of the laughter grew endlessly, but soon stopped.

Velen, who I thought was just an instructor.

“That’s how it happened.”

It was the moment when his mask came off.

“Tell me, there must be a reason why you came here.”

I was also able to get to the point.

“I came to hold hands with you.”

—

What needs to be made clear is that the owners of stigma do not cooperate with each other.

To the extent that the act of holding hands is not natural.

Arka is the god worshiped by the church,

He is the one who was first given a brand by Laplace, the final boss, and at the same time, he is the one who passes on the remaining brands to the world.

She contacts, entices, and instigates seemingly evil people through the medium of dreams.

However, the core of what she proposed with the stigma was not the destruction of the world.

To be exact, it was a change of era.

In order to build their own paradise, the world needs to be changed.

Destruction is just a process.

In a word, the owners of stigma are not doomsday theorists who only seek destruction.

They are ambitious people who are fascinated by the paradise promised after the apocalypse.

That is why they are not good at teamwork.

If you want to stand on the right side of Arca in the post-destruction paradise, you have to make the greatest effort.

“It’s a bit hard to accept that the person who f*cked me up now wants to join hands with me.”

“Feeding taffy?”

“Then isn’t it? If only you had stayed in the corner at that time, I would have succeeded. “It’s ridiculous to even say something like this.”

So his guess is also natural.

I am the master of greed, and I desperately protect my students to prevent gluttony.

However, an explanation for that part was also prepared.

“I was just trying to help you.”

“Bullsh*t. “How can I trust an agent of the church?”

“I have come under orders from the religious leader to keep you in check. However, no matter how much I think about it, I think it would be wiser to join this group rather than the church.”

“Are you saying you betrayed the church? “You just say anything.”

Ivan came to the Academy under orders from the Order, but he plans to betray the Order.

That’s the setting, and now all that’s left is to make them understand.

“If you have a lot of connections, you probably already know, but do you know what I did right before the gate opened?”

“…Oh, yes. “I heard they put that saint or something in a storage box and closed the door.”

“She is not a saint. “I believe so, but they are the same as us.”

I tapped the faint tattoo on the back of my right hand.

“Because she is also the owner of her brand.”

“…What?”

“Then, did you think the saint sent by the religious leader would be fine?”

The owners of the stigma are unaware of its existence.

The leader does not know that the master of gluttony exists in the academy.

The opposite is also true.

I was the only person who knew both situations.

I borrow the power of the main boss to my advantage.

What is needed to realize that ridiculous idealism is separation.

Deceive him with superior information,

It creates motivation to hold hands with me.

“If I hadn’t excluded her from her dictionary, her saintliness would have gone berserk under that stigma and devastated her academy. “Her, not you.”

“How can I believe that?”

I decided to show you evidence that you have no choice but to believe.

What came out of my bag was the Bible Esperant.

I handed him the white but somewhat gloomy book.

“It is a tool that amplifies her power.”

Although Velen wears the mask of a student, she is the master of stigma, one of the strongest powers in the world.

His eyes widened as he held the Bible and analyzed it.

It must have been confirmed that it was an unusual item.

Finally, a smile appeared on his face.

Even if I didn’t want to believe it, I had no choice but to believe it when I got this far.

The moment when my words that the saint is the owner of the stigma gained strength.

Because all of my claims that he had doubted gained credibility in reverse order.

We were finally able to start negotiations.

“What do you want?”

“The stigma of anger is extremely unsettling. The saint who is the owner is forever excluded from this feat. To do that, we need to fundamentally change the function of the book.”

“Wouldn’t it be okay to just kill her saint?”

“Please don’t provoke me unnecessarily. “You will lose.”

By giving advice while securing his trust, I also ensured Paula’s safety.

Now that the threat has been laid, Paula will not be assassinated by Velen.

“It is by no means easy to fundamentally change a tool of this level.”

“If you are talking about a circuit, don’t worry. “That’s my specialty.”

“Ah, all you need is the power to act as a driving force.”

The saint planted by the church to destroy the academy,

Her Ivan, who was supposed to assist her, but was attached to her Belen.

Within this major premise, a dramatic agreement was reached.

“It seems possible. But, I think it will take a while. “You sure aren’t the idiot who wants to use this lab, right?”

“For the research lab, all you have to do is get a separate lab.”

“You make it seem easy, but you are an instructor. “The lab is where professors use it.”

Instructors and professors are different.

No matter how detailed the field is, instructors are specialized in combat.

Professors are people who explore magic itself.

It is very rare for professors, who are basically aloof and harsh, to give their labs to instructors.

“Oh, come to think of it, yesterday you were talking about joint research or something.”

“…”

“I know. It’s just nonsense I made up to get my head ripped off. However, it seems true that your teacher has been having difficulties with his research recently. Is that correct?”

The lab environment, which was close to being ruined, supported my claim.

“I will get recognition from the professor and get a laboratory to modify the Bible under the pretext of helping with research. “Is this what you mean?”

“That’s right. “You just need to catch the wind.”

He handed the Bible back to me, and I took it.

That’s how I formed a temporary alliance with the owner of the stigma.

At least that’s how he sees it.

—

‘I think Instructor Ivan could be helpful. No, it will definitely help. Really! ‘I saw it?’

‘Stop it, Velen. After all, you are an instructor. Even basic theory-‘

‘Can’t you just pretend to be deceived and listen to the lecture just once? ‘I heard you’re giving a basic magic lecture in the afternoon.’

‘…When did you become so close?’

Classes for first-year students have resumed.

The condition of the seriously injured has improved to the point where they can return to school, and all transfer students have come in to replace the students who dropped out because they said they couldn’t make it.

The sound of footsteps echoing through the hallway.

The expression on the face of Hera, the woman who owned it, was not very good.

“Ha, I lived and lived and gave a lecture by a first-year theory instructor….”

Her disciple Velen.

Since he has been uncharacteristically asserting more strongly than necessary, I have no choice but to go check on his skills.

Of course, it was not entirely Velen’s will. There are no professors who are swayed by students.

She was also experiencing difficulties with this research, and she was heading to the main auditorium with the desire to grasp at straws.

I was extremely annoyed that the straw was Ivan Kherson.

‘I couldn’t give up my temper, and all of a sudden, I was given a lecture by one of my students, Mr. Cho Jin.’

It’s good that she saved Russell, but she’s someone I can’t really praise.

People already knew. The fact that he tore the student’s forehead with nothing more than a liquor bottle.

I heard you had a hard time getting treatment.

That fact made her hesitate until the very end as she stood at the back door of the main auditorium where she would be giving her lecture.

I came this far and opened the door with the thought of just going in.

Squeak-

The door opens, and the appearance of the main auditorium comes into Hera’s eyes.

At that moment, all the random thoughts from before disappeared.

It was summer now,

Because it was snowing inside the auditorium.

Someone’s work awakens her momentarily dazed consciousness.

It was the refreshing voice of a female student.

From noble mtl dot com

“Brother…. No, instructor! What’s going on? “Is it magic?!”

“Yes, it is magic. “Is it interesting?”

“Yes!”

What was surprising was that it wasn’t just the student.

Hera, I also didn’t understand this situation.

But then he glanced at her.

I was just doing my job.

“Today’s topic is the overlap of basic magic.”

The lecture has begun.