I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy

Chapter 68

68 – 68. Combi

Lunch break.

When Ivan was in his private room, gently luring some of his carefully selected students.

In the downstairs hallway, two people were walking side by side.

Her female instructor and her evaluator who always admires her.

“Oh, that’s right. Here is the dorm key. Room 401. “If there is a problem with the room, please let me know at any time.”

“Yes! Thank you!”

“Okay, see you later at the restaurant.”

“Yes! “Go in!”

Celeste turned her back with that smile on her face and walked back down the hallway she had walked down.

The destination was clear.

His private room, which had been neatly erased from the instructors’ minds, had already been returned to its owner.

It was Moriam’s private room.

She opened the door and quickly entered.

Tak-

The door was closed.

At the same time, her expression completely changes.

“Ah-“

He grabbed her chair and swung it behind her, then sat down on it and left her body there.

“Is there some problem?”

“Problem? “There is a problem.”

She crossed her legs as she was and rested her chin.

Her attitude was so arrogant that I wondered if she was the same person as the evaluator before.

If you ask which one,

That is Celeste’s bare face right now.

“I heard that teeth grinding is also work. I’m so tired. “Even if that stupid idiot didn’t come up with an excuse, I would have finished with her and gone back.”

“…”

“Why are you standing there looking like a fool? “If you have nothing to do, please bring a glass of water.”

Moriam is a nobleman,

She is a commoner.

According to the laws of the empire that maintained the class system, this situation itself was absurd.

‘The bridge of your nose pierces the sky. ‘Insolent b*tch.’

All he can do is,

All I could do was suppress my anger and obey obediently.

Two teacups taken out of the cupboard.

After gently placing it on the table,

She poured her own glass first.

Even in this delicate situation, Moriam wanted to take care of her pride.

As if mocking that, Celeste’s scolding was directed at him this time.

“You should have lowered his public opinion more in the first place. So that trivial excuses such as travel alone or something else won’t work. Don’t you have that much sense?”

“How can I do that-“

“It’s nice to be incompetent. I feel so comfortable and happy.”

Moriam’s hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

I looked at her with anxiety, fearing that her momentarily upset emotions would be revealed, but Celeste was drinking her tea with a calm expression on her face.

I was truly miserable.

However, even that was a luxury now.

No matter how harsh that attitude may be,

Before her eyes, she was the savior who came to save her.

After all, this was the last chance.

The scene unfolding here now is,

It was like a microcosm of the transitional period the empire faced.

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Status is status, and status is power.

Since the concept of monsters was created, it has become common for ‘power’ itself to become a status.

In that sense, the current Gap-eul relationship.

Of course, Moriam was in a position to pour her tea into Celeste’s empty teacup.

He accepted it with his head, but

Still, I decided to change the topic.

If I listen any longer, I might break the teacup.

“Take this. You’d better read it carefully.”

“Hmm? Oh, yeah. About work.”

What is written in the document handed over is:

Profile of Ivan Kherson.

Because she was a professional, even while she was showing off her frivolity, she read the document carefully.

“Basic theory instructor, master of basic magic, with a track record of subjugating many low-level monsters. He also seems to have some knowledge of swordsmanship… Ah, what is this hodgepodge?”

Ivan’s actions so far.

Her eyes went down to the very bottom of the document and stopped for a moment.

“Subjugation of a large class A species? Is this real?”

“That’s… True. I saw it with my own eyes.”

Moriam still had trouble sleeping at night because of the trauma in the main auditorium, but he had to state it clearly.

“However, he did not do it alone. He managed to do it with the help of a couple of talented students.”

“Huh, kids these days are brutal. Wait, you said you saw it with your own eyes? What did you do?”

“……”

“You idiot.”

Be patient. I have to grit my teeth and endure it.

It’s all part of the plan, this too shall pass.

“Anyway, I roughly figured it out. Are you sure there’s more to it than this?”

“I’m sure.”

“He knows how to hold a sword and is good at dealing with monsters. I guess he’s not Sannim at all.”

It was the first compliment that came out of her mouth.

She was upset that it was Ivan,

Moriam also acknowledged it.

Ivan is definitely not a C rank.

At the bare minimum, he may be above B rank, and maybe even capable of reaching A rank.

But, I wasn’t worried.

“Yes. Just to that extent. It won’t be boring.”

Celeste took out her dagger from her pocket and twirled her sword around with interest.

A dagger that spins brilliantly.

Her hand movements, which did not show even an inch of tension, represented her confidence.

Even if Ivan is A rank,

He and Celeste are fundamentally different.

The ranking standard set by the empire is based on ‘how well you can catch monsters.’

Her specialty and identity are,

It was ‘sparring with humans’ itself.

Even though that dagger may not be able to pierce the monster’s steel-like skin,

Her person It would be hard to find someone as talented as her to slit her throat.

“My employer said that.”

“……”

“If this goes wrong, I will kill you.”

What she absolutely follows is money.

The owner of the money and his father.

Moriam was also just a pawn in his chess.

The reason he pushes himself is not because blood is thicker than water.

Rather, it is because he is incompetent.

That means that he has outstanding talent as a chess piece that will absolutely obey his father’s words.

If the chairman of the board does not have his back,

He was nothing.

That is, perhaps, for Moriam, who should be treated as a ‘young master’. It was also the reason why she, a mere evaluator, was able to bare her teeth.

“There is only one thing for you to do. I will hide my skills and cook him anyway, but there is one animal that can see through it.”

Sparring to be held in a week.

The meaning was to prevent her from coming to the gallery where she would be watching.

“…Instructor Miho, you mean?”

“Yes. That old bastard has a good sense of humor.”

The dagger spinning dazzlingly,

Disappeared from sight in an instant.

Spit!

What remains is the sound of the cool wind,

His slightly cut hair.

Celeste, who used that subtle acrobatics perfectly as a ‘warning’, retrieved it with a mana thread woven with a dagger.

“If you can’t even do that, I’ll understand that it means you have nothing to say even if one of your ankles is cut off.”

“…Okay.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

The business was over, and she stood up.

The moment she opened the door to her private room and left, her expression changed again.

After turning it lightly enough to make it refreshing,

Celeste smiles at him.

“Okay, see you next time!”

“……”

Her answer was that she did not wait.

All that can be seen is her back as she disappears with a fuss.

“Damn…”

A feeling of self-destruction covered with fear.

How did I end up here?

That thought occurred to her, but she shook her head vigorously.

It’s all according to plan. Things are going well.

Even at today’s meeting, which I attended in cold sweat, the instructors didn’t even care about me.

Now all that’s left is for him to fail the B-rank promotion test.

By being publicly shamed,

To set fire to public opinion that could easily die out.

It was the perfect ending he had planned,

We are steadily running towards the end.

Yes, everything will be fine.

And, it seems to disprove that.

The sound of three people trotting along.

“…Hmm?”

Students who were supposed to just pass by him, treating him like trash, suddenly stopped in front of him.

“Instructor Moriam.”

The representative student drove a wedge into the situation by saying that he had some business to do.

What he held in his hand was-

“Hmm, what’s going on?”

Although it makes you doubt your eyes,

It was enough to make me smile.

“I’m here to apply as a direct disciple!”

“You guys look familiar. Aren’t you the students who brought the application form to instructor Ivan yesterday?”

I asked the question because I thought, why did those guys get together in one day?

Actually, even though I had a guess, there was an answer I really wanted to hear.

“It’s not like we haven’t had those thoughts before, but…”

Everything is going well.

And, it has already surfaced.

“As expected, I don’t want to learn from a C-rank instructor.”

Rumors he intentionally spread.

Its reaction and true effect,

It started to appear slowly.

However, he saves face first.

“Hmm. Don’t judge an instructor’s skills solely by numbers.”

“I’m sorry.”

“But…”

But, because of its nature.

“That’s not particularly wrong.”

The laughter that leaks out,

It was unbearable.

“Come in. Let’s have some tea and talk.”

—

“Humans are cunning animals.”

Me and I face each other at the table in the private room,

Two disciples.

For some reason, I started talking to the heroines who got into a fight every time I ran into them with these words.

“So, I think I will succeed.”

“What do you mean?”

“This is a deviation committed by immature students out of anger.”

I called them to a private room and explained it to them.

The situation I am in now,

Things I prepared accordingly.

And now, it is time to explain our future plans.

“Usually, when something feels suspicious, it’s when the situation is going against you. When things go unexpectedly well, it’s human psychology that makes it difficult for doubt to raise its head.”

So, it succeeds.

Give him honor according to his wishes,

The student knights who will criticize me according to his plan.

There will be no shortage of tricks to deceive him.

Because he was lacking in the first place.

“But in the end, it would be impossible to secure evidence.”

This is also true.

What they can ask me is the location of the evidence.

There will be a barrier based on the mana circuit.

I don’t think those friends are talented enough to solve that problem.

So, in the end.

The ‘real talented people’ who are sitting side by side in front of me now, glancing at each other as if they are dying of discomfort, need to step forward.

I opened the cabinet, took the bundle I had prepared in advance, and poured it out on the desk.

aaah!

“Adella, Scarlett.”

“What is this?”

“It’s a piece of metal. Is it a lock?”

The things that are scattered around are:

Mana lock.

These are the things I requested and received from the male instructor who was criticizing me during the last meeting.

“It’s a mana lock. There are different types and levels of difficulty.”

Our little knights are working so hard.

Is it useful when heroines play twangjatangja?

“Choose one and grab it.”