CHAPTER 130
CHAPTER 130
A Frying Pan Has No Bulletproof Ability
“Ah, so it’s not just the elves who came.”
Behind the elves, dwarves in military uniforms appeared.
Then Prince Kais of the demon race and his attendants, along with other demon nobles, entered as well.
Seeing that, the Blue Tower mages let out sighs.
“We should’ve come today instead.”
“Why did we go yesterday in that freezing cold…”
“Shh. Randall might hear you.”
“I hope he does.”
Having experienced the “hospitality” of the academy the previous night, the Blue Tower mages lamented being the first to walk into the beating.
Originally, today’s morning class was supposed to be Professor Sadia’s, but instead Vice Principal Deneuve gathered everyone in the main hall.
“As you all know, over the past two days, guest auditors from outside the academy have arrived.
Some of them—even among them—have completed the basic course here before, but during classes, they will be treated simply as fellow students.
Ah, of course, the merit and demerit system will also be applied to them. We must maintain discipline according to the academy’s teaching principles.”
At that, Randall Kelly, the Blue Tower representative, raised his hand.
“Yes, Student Randall Kelly? Do you have a question?”
“I understand the demerits. But what about merits? Surely… you don’t intend to restrict our outings?”
“Yes. That’s exactly it.”
“…?!”
“That’s outrageous! Are you saying you’ll confine us?!” the dwarves protested.
“We are not confining you. However, if you interfere with academic activities, demerits will accumulate and result in punishment.
This is purely to ensure smooth operation of classes and maintain a proper learning environment.
For auditors, merit and demerit points apply only to outings and penalties.
They will not count toward unlocking academy facilities or toward the end-of-term ranking such as M.V.A—Most Valuable Adept.
This system has existed since long ago, after cases where auditors abused the system and disrupted learning.
If you are dissatisfied, then we cannot accept you as auditors.”
“Hmm.”
The dwarves glanced at their superior—a relatively young, well-groomed man stroking his Kaiser-style beard.
“…Understood. If this isn’t a hastily-made rule to discriminate against outsiders, we will follow it.”
“Deputy Secretary…”
The dwarves fell silent.
Though there was some noise, all parties eventually accepted the academy’s rules.
Deneuve continued.
“Originally, we planned to teach common subjects for two months before splitting into specialized courses.
However, with the influx of auditors, classes will now be divided by dormitory starting immediately.”
The students visibly relaxed. The already crowded classes would have become unbearable otherwise.
“And auditors will also be allowed to purchase Aka Coins.”
“Ah…”
The Blue Tower mages who had studied here before groaned.
To use the shop, one had to buy academy coins—which meant being subjected to the academy’s outrageous prices.
Since they were salaried operatives, they were especially sensitive to money.
‘Will this be covered as mission expenses?’
‘They’ll just say don’t buy anything if you don’t want to.’
‘With food like that? You think we can survive without buying anything?’
‘Damn it… why am I back here as a student? I swore never to lie down in this direction again when I graduated.’
Meanwhile, elves and demons, who had yet to experience it, merely tilted their heads in confusion.
“Now, we will distribute the adjusted schedules by dormitory.”
Idnia headed to Professor Burelmhilde’s combat magic class.
It was a familiar research building.
Now that classes were separated, with only Euros students present, everyone looked relieved.
“Ah, it’s better without the other dorms,” Athos said cheerfully.
“Izolde and Fiona always took all the quiz points. And those rich nobles were mostly in their dorm too—felt awkward. They were always the ones buying good food…”
“So, you feel comfortable now? Think you can earn some merit points?” Percifier teased.
“Hey, you’re not exactly better.”
“Well, I still have more points than you.”
Athos had 1 point. Percifier had 4.
Idnia spoke calmly.
“This is actually worse for us. Other dorms have more students. Before, Izolde and Fiona blocked others from gaining points.
Now we’ll simply lose due to numbers. You all need to focus more.”
Then Sendia grinned.
“But the professors like you, Idnia. Can’t you get us some points?
Especially Professor Burelmhilde.”
At that moment—
“That’s quite an amusing thing to hear. Who likes whom?”
Burelmhilde’s voice echoed.
He appeared instantly in the middle of the classroom.
“Such a lively atmosphere. You all seem relaxed.
In that case, demerit points—two.”
“W-what? That’s too harsh!”
“Then let’s make it three. A good lesson: don’t involve professors in your jokes.”
Sendia’s face turned pale.
She was already close to punishment.
Idnia stood up.
“Professor, class hasn’t even started yet. Three points is excessive.”
“Are you negotiating with me?”
“Showing strict discipline in front of auditors makes sense. But now, without them, isn’t it too much?
We need unity among ourselves before facing outsiders.”
Burelmhilde smiled.
“…Interesting. Very well. The demerits are canceled.”
Everyone sighed in relief.
Idnia bowed. “Thank you.”
At that moment, the classroom door opened.
Elves entered.
“So this is Burelmhilde’s class.”
They stared at him coldly.
To the elves, he was the calamity of Albion—their sworn enemy.
“I am Jeomrye, representative of the auditors. These are Bongchil, Bongpal, Bonggu.”
Even the council-level elf mage and the Phoenix brothers had come.
“Sit in the back. Let’s begin.”
Burelmhilde ignored their hostility.
“First, the basic magic bullet spell. The activation word is ‘So-warat!’”
Idnia smiled faintly.
‘Isn’t it basically “Shoot”? That pronunciation must be hard for foreigners.’
Yet despite imperfect pronunciation, the spell worked equally well for everyone.
“Now, try piercing these.”
Frying pans floated into the air.
“…What?”
“You want us to pierce iron with basic magic bullets?”
“Seems like good practice.”
Reluctantly, students cast their spells.
Clang!
Idnia observed calmly.
‘This won’t work… Unless…’
She knew from experience that faster wand motion increased projectile force.
With that alone, she could pierce it.
But for ordinary students—
It was impossible.
And just as she thought that—