I Want To Save the Academy Time-Limited Madman

7 – 3. Testing (1)

A day has passed since I caught Jenna and the boss.

Thanks to Latina’s meeting along the way, she was able to quickly return to the academy.

‘What are those scars? And what way did you come out?’

‘There is such a thing.’

Latina was suspicious of me, but thanks to Jenna’s explanation, her doubts were quickly dispelled.

She still reminds me of the look in her Latina eyes as she looked at my arm with an absurd look.

Child. You don’t have to worry.

Along the way, a group of her students who were with Latina were startled when they saw Jenna.

Jenna looked at them expressionlessly.

I can’t believe this guy has such an expression.

What happened?

From the beginning, the situation in which only the wolf and Jenna were placed together was very suspicious. Because it wasn’t the place where the main character was found by Latina in the original story.

The road that had been blocked by stones looked sloppy as if someone had blocked it.

If it’s something that would make those proud and arrogant aristocrats avoid the eyes of commoner Jenna…

Roughly expected.

But I didn’t care because it didn’t seem like something I would interfere with.

Because the main character’s work was the law that the main character had to solve.

After that, at Jenna’s insistence, I spent the night in her infirmary, and her body felt refreshed.

Does she seem to have lost a bit of weight after all that hard work?

Anyway, the rest of the exams are none of my business, as Jenna will do well and pass.

No matter what happens… There will be next year.

You probably won’t fall in the story, so don’t worry, Raonjena.

Anyway, outdoor classes are the worst.

“I’ll give you 5 minutes, so put them in groups of two… Today is a special test day.”

“Hmm…”

The instructor, who looked tired by the looks of it, closed his eyes and gave a small yawn.

It’s nice to see you here, but now.

An instructor wearing a gloomy uniform hat worn by villains.

Commonly known as ‘lazy Aranya.’

Skinny body with cool navy blue hair. Eyes with dark circles and cool-toned skin that always look sleepy,

She is about 150 cm tall, and her instructors’ uniform didn’t fit, so she had to change it up…

Instructor Aranya, who was set up as

, Was unexpectedly popular because her teacher was chosen with great enthusiasm.

I couldn’t pick it because it was an npc.

I tried to avoid Aranya’s eyes.

Today’s outdoor class. In addition, it was a day for performance evaluation as a group assignment.

To say that the test is taking place without even having time to enjoy the smell of spring in March, romance is dead in this academy as of today. Maybe yesterday

Above all, it was hot because the sun was shining.

Seeing that the other kids are fine, am I the only one hot?

I can’t figure out why I’m the only one who’s hot.

Hoo-wook.

“Today’s task is interpretation of the spell, haam… Measuring mana and measuring stamina. Oh, by the way, interpreting the spell is a group task, so you have to do well in both to get a high score? This is important.”

It was a little cute when he said it and nodded her head.

It’s a problem, however, that after saying that, there was a backlash from countless students.

“Where is that already?!”

“That’s right! You were treated like that last year too?”

“Teacher is so cute!”

Pranks of affectionate jokers mixed with half pranks.

As expected, Aranya was a very popular instructor among the students. Maybe it’s because I’m in my twenties first.

As if he didn’t really like that fact, he sighed as he brushed his dark blue hair after seeing the students’ reactions.

“Haa.. I mean it. And the guy who said I’m cute came out. You clean the teachers’ room for a week.”

“Yeah?!”

“Keep-sin-k-k-k-k.”

“Phehehe, I recognized him from the time he was fooling around.”

“No…Is it really unfair?”

Thanks to a word, the guy who enjoyed the joy of volunteering for a week was in despair.

The other students, both male and female, were busy laughing and teasing him.

At this age, it was a time when students would be happy just to see the leaves fall.

“Do you want to join me?”

“Okay. Spell interpretation must not be late.”

“……”

“Hey, would you like to join me?”

If close students were to form a group, there would always be an alienated person.

Especially, the gap widens even more for students who are close to each other since they are in their third year. In other words, the rich and the poor of friendship,

In a situation where a guy who doesn’t have friends keeps choosing who to do with a guy who doesn’t have one, Dyers belonged to the former.

Even if it was the time when he ran rampant with the Howlan family on his back or when he was a member of the student council executive, there was no one who would ‘propose’ to team up with Dyers out of pure goodwill.

I also know that fact well, so I didn’t bother to ask someone to do it together.

In the end, with the exception of me and one member, Aranya opened her mouth as if it was annoying.

“You two are left…? Dyers and Richet are left, so let’s do it together.”

As she said that, Aranya glanced at me slightly.

I tried to ignore that gaze and looked at my teammate (forced).

“Tsk. Why do I have to be with a pig like this?”

Beggar John Long, brilliant blonde hair, a height of about 170 cm, ferocious blue eyes, and a handsome face.

However, it is her right arm that draws attention enough to cover it up.

Riché, who had no right arm, was a commoner who belonged to the former Student Council and now to the Dawning Society.

In the original novel, she was not a villain, but as a reactionary character, she had several confrontations with Jenna.

Worst result If she chooses the ‘destruction’ route, she becomes a villain and fights with Jenna bloodily in her midsection.

Of course, what’s even worse than that is that Dyers confessed to Richet and got blacked out.

For me to be in the same group as this guy.

“I’m not good either, so let’s finish it quickly.”

“I’m going to rest, so you go and get some, you pig.”

Riché lays flat while saying that.

I didn’t want to fight over something like this, so I obediently went to get the magic formula question paper.

Richet looked at me as I left, wondering if she thought she would refute or get angry.

Around the time I received the question paper from Aranya, some guys started fighting.

“Hey… Isn’t this Prince Howlan?”

I turned my head at the clear tone of voice.

“What is it?”

“Oops, have you already forgotten me? You’re Straw of Viscount Berry. Isn’t it difficult to live with that kind of personality? You’re excommunicated from the Howlan family, kicked out of the student council, uh huh. If you’re like me, you’re embarrassing and dropped out Dyers.”

Straw had a wry smile on his face and a knack for sarcasm.

At the tone of the guy, even the guys behind him started to laugh little by little.

Of course, there was no profit to keep listening to such sounds.

“What do you want to say?”

“Now we can talk a little bit. It’s only now that we’re talking about Dyers…”

Stro lifted his tiptoe and looked at me.

“Until now, we’ve been avoiding you because you went to Howlan.

Aren’t you ashamed of always messing around with a topic you don’t have any skills or anything? Is it just me?”

“In the end, you talk a lot about the small people you avoided because you were afraid of the family name. Did the Viscountess Berry teach you to proudly boast that you are a coward and an idiot?”

After hearing my words, Straw’s face wrinkled.

I wasn’t young enough to fall for a childish provocation with a clear purpose.

Because there is a lot of karma that this body has committed to be angry at such a thing.

That said, I wasn’t an idiot enough to put up with open provocations.

My theory was that you have to be prepared to eat pad ribs if you want to pounce on others.

While the atmosphere was getting colder, Richet joined the battle.

He must have been a bit angry when he didn’t come after lying down waiting.

“Hey white pig! Why aren’t you coming like this!”

I glanced at Straw.

Riché, who followed my gaze, looked at him and said.

“What are you guys. Won’t it go off?”

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“Tch. Do you avoid poop because you’re afraid of it? Do you avoid it because it’s dirty? Anyway, try your best, Dyers. If you can’t even interpret a spell, you won’t pass.

“That bastard…”

Richet probably didn’t like the scolding straw, but his ferocious eyes began to grow more ferocious.

“There is no end to dealing with something like that.”

While saying that, I unfolded the test paper I had received.

Looking at that day with pitiful eyes, Richet said something.

“Tsk, you’re always fighting… Ehh, that’s it.”

While ignoring her, she read her spell.

Well, that’s fine.

“It’s so complicated. What the hell is this?”

It is not unreasonable for her to respond like this, since Richet, who uses a sword, is weak in this area in the first place.

I calmly analyzed the spell.

It is a demolition magic that can produce nearly three times the destructive effect because the three elements water, grass, and wind are overlapped, but the duration is more than three times shorter.

And adding ‘deadline’ magic to extend the duration was the key to interpreting this spell.

After solving all the problems, I was about to submit it, but Richet dissuaded me.

“Hey, hey. Is this right? What’s so fast?”

“That’s right, don’t worry.”

“No, I’m not going to do anything anyway, so I have nothing to say. If you get an F, won’t both of you be screwed?”

“Even if you just bet, E will be given…”

“Oh, that’s right. Then just pay. I’m going to sleep again.”

When Richet, a delinquent student, realized that she would avoid failing, she lay back down and went to sleep.

Then, leaving her behind her, her Nan headed to submit her problem to Aranya.

“Why do they pay so quickly? It’s been less than a minute since you got the question?”

“Don’t you understand? Both of them are bad at interpreting spells. They just don’t want to waste time.”

“If you lay it down, it will be comfortable for us.”

I heard ridicule and ridicule here and there, but it’s none of my business.

I handed the paper to Aranya.

Aranya told me with her sullen face.

“Dyers. I don’t like jokes.”

“What a coincidence. I don’t like it at all.”

“If you get too many E’s, it will affect your graduation… Well, that’s none of my business. I’ll grade you.”

A situation where even Aranya, the instructor, is certain that I will receive an E.

However, I was able to be sure of the reverse as I memorized all the spells from the game.

“Oh.”

“Hmm.”

“Hmm.”

Aranya’s eyes widened slightly when she saw her test paper.

Considering that her eyes almost never got bigger in Pro7, the result could be inferred.

“Dyers.”

“What is it?”

There is nothing wrong with that.

I looked at Instructor Aranya with a confident expression.

Unconditionally A.

“You’re half-dressed.”

f*cked.