I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy

Chapter 65

65 – 65. That guy

The female instructor left the student’s assignment with tears in her eyes and ran away, and I was unable to hear any further explanation.

In the end, all that remained was the fact that my rank had somehow been revealed to the students.

The morning after that.

No, the dawn of the next day.

It was a little early for the academy to be back in full swing, and it was also the time I had promised to meet Adela in her private room.

It was early, but it wasn’t time for the door to be locked.

The hallway of the main auditorium that I walked down after a long time was also not empty.

Students who are rarely seen.

I just maintained a steady pace and moved forward toward the firm goal of a private room.

With my ears, I could hear it steadily.

The conversation of students whispering while looking at me.

And, I could feel it keenly at the scene.

In my conversation with the female instructor yesterday, I wondered if the students had suddenly become friendly toward me.

In reality, it is a bit complicated.

“Look, it’s instructor Ivan.”

“It looks like you’re back. “Are you feeling okay?”

Public opinion favorable to me,

“I’m a C rank, but should I call you instructor?”

“It’s worth worrying about your body. I guess the rank is…”

Cynical public opinion ridicules me.

The two were mixed together.

That was the only new information that could be obtained right away. The opinions of students who accept my rank are greatly different.

I hurried my steps to meet the heroine who would prove that fact in more detail.

Adela, there is really only you now.

Squeak-

“Good morning, instructor.”

“Good morning. “Let’s get to the point.”

They say hello and then stop.

For me, who sat down quickly,

There wasn’t that much time.

I have to go to a staff meeting in 30 minutes.

And, my story will definitely come out on that occasion.

No, it’s clear that this position was prepared for me from the beginning.

To understand and act on the situation in the field,

You need to get the information here and now.

When she showed signs of being in a hurry, she also took out several pieces of paper without any hesitation.

“What is that?”

“I looked at my acquaintances yesterday. As natural as possible. And, this is a statement about that ‘public opinion.'”

Public opinion. And a statement about it.

Without even a moment to ponder the words,

Adela’s explanation based on the statement began.

—

The full story of the incident summarized by Adela was as follows.

What happened right before Ivan left was an unprecedentedly large event even in the history of Russell.

It was an event, as the saying goes, but it was a disaster that could have resulted in hundreds of students being killed in droves.

However, there were no deaths.

On the contrary, even the seriously injured were easily counted.

Quite space defense.

However, this is not the first time something like this has happened.

Even before Velen’s final gamble, the students had already overcome a similar event once.

The same result came out back then.

Only the scale was different, but in the end the texture was the same.

So, students this time too.

While comparing Ivan’s abilities with his personality flaws, I internally raised my evaluation of him one level higher.

‘I think I got my instructor badge by hitting a card.’

‘Weren’t you exiled from your family?’

‘Do you believe that?’

The statement she gave.

The testimonies of what her contacts saw and heard in the hospital room.

Immediately after Ivan left, the students consoled themselves with such words to relieve their boredom on the hospital bed.

Yes. I tried to praise it ‘moderately’ and move on.

As always.

However, a large rock was thrown into the lake that was about to become calm.

That is exactly the fact that I also received in a letter.

‘Hey, hey! Everyone, be quiet! ‘It’s a special report!’

‘Please, if your wound is healed, please leave the hospital. ‘I’ve woken up because of you once or twice-‘

‘I heard that Ivan’s instructor rank is C?!’

‘…What?’

This fact almost became the exclusive property of instructors.

Someone spoke lightly, and it trickled down to his direct disciples.

I wonder if the teacher is the disciple.

The rumor quickly spread throughout the first year students.

Every first year student in every hospital room.

Avoiding the instructor’s eyes, we met and talked whenever we had the chance.

‘C rank? It’s really C?’

‘I thought it was definitely B rank?’

‘Is it possible to get a job as an instructor with a C grade?’

…Actually, C rank is not that low.

But, let’s not forget. This is Russell.

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Ivan’s C-rank coming out without Ivan is,

It was a truly enormous issue.

And, right at this point.

A huge butterfly effect occurs.

If Ivan had discovered this secret before I was possessed, how would the students have reacted?

It was as obvious as seeing fire.

I ridicule you every time we meet,

After chewing on it from behind,

They will even file complaints anonymously with the faculty and staff.

But, didn’t I do something?

Accordingly, the flow of the conversation naturally-

‘Well, then! Everything so far. Are you saying you faced him with a C rank? ‘There were so many monsters?’

‘What on earth do you believe in? ‘Do you have two lives?’

‘That can’t be possible. Therefore….’

It went like this.

And, a question that must be asked ‘of course’.

‘Didn’t they just not renew it? ‘My skills are better than B rank, but I may not have taken the evaluation because I was too lazy.’

‘…I see? ‘Why didn’t I think of that?’

Common sense tells us that there is no way that students would not have thought this.

Even the instructors think so.

However, according to the information Adela asked.

That natural stream of consciousness,

It is said that it was twisted for some reason.

“It’s not that instructor Ivan hasn’t updated, he’s actually a C rank. It is said that such rumors also spread.”

“…On what basis did it spread?”

“If there is evidence, it is not a rumor.”

This was the problem.

I have a very suspicious feeling.

There is a rumor that Ivan’s skills are so strong that he is ranked C.

This groundless rumor cannot come out unless you hear it from me directly.

Is this the product of a coincidence that the remarks of a megalomaniac student gained momentum and spread quickly?

Or….

Is public opinion manipulated by ‘someone’s intentions’?

If it was the latter, my head would hurt again.

“Anyway, as that unfounded rumor has become established as established theory. “The instructor’s reputation is…”

Bottom of the list of testimony she submitted.

The most recent stories shared by first-year students at Russell right now.

“It has become like this.”

As the premise is added that my true skill is C rank,

Reputation began to fragment.

‘No, that’s true. Ivan is the attending instructor and everything is correct. Honestly, shouldn’t the instructor’s skills be C-rank?’

‘Are you really the same person as me? To put it bluntly, everyone has died and survived at least once. ‘Who saved it?’

‘No. You know? Thank you. I’m dying to be thankful. But shouldn’t we make a distinction between public life and life?’

‘I really didn’t want to say this, but by the time I graduate, I’ll get a C rank. Is this right? Really?’

‘If I heard it, I would hold my head and move on.’

There was no such thing as a mess.

—

Even though Ivan is a C rank, he is an underdog saint who sacrificed his life to save us. With the opinion that.

No matter what, the instructor isn’t quite C rank. What kind of place is this?

Opinions coexist,

As a result, the current state of controversy is occurring among all first-year students.

The reason why different opinions are repeated without agreement is simple.

Both are correct.

Also, both statements are incorrect.

To begin with, my skills are not C rank.

This is a debate built on fundamentally wrong premises.

However, students clearly had the opportunity to make ‘common sense’ decisions.

As shown in Adela’s data, the evidence is that the initial public opinion was similar to that of the instructors.

I guess they just didn’t update it.

It was something that could have been stopped just like this.

However, in the rumors that were spread very exquisitely at that time.

I felt a sense of intentionality that made me feel uncomfortable.

“…Ivan. “Are you tired?”

“No.”

Instructor Miho is walking down the hallway toward the conference room with me.

He must have felt that my expression didn’t look very happy, so he added one more word.

“If you haven’t recovered from fatigue, you can rest for a few more days. “You won’t get that much vacation, though.”

The reason I added that at the end is,

I guess it’s because the evaluator is coming.

Yes, in fact, this ‘student misunderstanding’ was just an incident that would be resolved naturally as long as I raised my rank through evaluation.

The moment you get a B rank, the heated public opinion among students will cool down, saying, ‘What? It wasn’t renewed after all.’

The only problem is,

The rumor did not flow naturally.

To be precise, I can’t help but wonder if someone designed this entire situation by deliberately creating public opinion that ‘Ivan’s skills are truly C-rank.’

If I’m not nervous,

If this is really something that someone intentionally prepared.

That is not something a student can do.

It may have spread through the student’s mouth, but there must be a body on top of it.

In the end, you are an instructor or chairman of the board.

But did anyone have a motive to do such a thing in the first place?

With such complicated thoughts in mind, I opened the conference room door.

Squeak-

Many eyes greeted Instructor Miho and I, who were the last to attend.

This is a good morning meeting,

In fact, even the chairman of the board of directors was mobilized to hold a debate on ‘the validity of Instructor Ivan’s position as an honorary professor.’

In order to make it easier to split sides and discuss disputes, the seats were divided into left and right sides.

It was an atmosphere closer to a courtroom than a conference room.

And, I was able to discover.

Among the faculty and board members sitting on the left, there is a friend who looks strangely familiar.

At the same time, I was able to solve, to some extent, the chain of doubt that dominated my mind.

Only then was I able to smile.

Yes.

This can’t just be a happening.

“You can’t be a nobleman.”

The first words I spoke as soon as I entered.

A sniper aimed at the person who sat in the corner and waited for me, but was by no means worthy of sitting there.

I walked over and looked down at him as he sat down.