Chapter 71
Chapter 71
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: 8. Do It, and It Works. (5)
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# 71
#6 Their Circumstances: Some Professors' Circumstances.
“Muamaaaaaang!”
“Let go of me, Professor Harian!”
“Muamang, Muam! This big sis was so exhausted! The kids are scary! I wanted to quit the academy!”
“I want to shove you off right now, so get out of my way!”
Muam had gotten cold. Was it because of his contract with the Water Spirit King?
Nah, couldn’t be. If so, then since I contracted with the Wind God, I’d have to become a seductive fox spirit!
-That wind and this wind are completely different! How dare you lump me, the great God of the North Wind, with some Zeus wannabe!
To think they couldn’t appreciate this high-level sense of humor.
“Muam, vacation’s almost over, so we need to pool our strength!”
“Didn’t I tell you to be careful?”
“No, you should’ve started by telling me about the swordmaster! Is Aris some legendary hero or what? Am I supposed to be the mentor of the hero destined to defeat the Demon King someday?”
“Hahaha.”
I grabbed Muam by the collar and shook him like crazy as he laughed like he was having the time of his life.
He still didn’t stop laughing, though.
“It was tough, so tough!”
Vacation had been hell.
At first, I thought the students who came out to the academy during break must have it rough, but after experiencing it myself, I realized we had it way worse.
We weren’t just blocking students trying to leave the academy during vacation.
We had to stop warriors determined to break through trials and overcome setbacks to reach Avalon beyond the academy!
The resolve of every race is no joke!
They’d do anything to avoid Professor Niservin’s summon, the so-called Silver Devil.
Last time, we were putting everything into blocking Aris when Professor Niservin’s summon appeared at the end of the first floor, and the student council president straight-up tackled me.
Not in a weird way—she literally body-slammed me.
She’s a professor teaching them! She’s a woman! Even if elves are problem children, they’re the symbol of pure innocence!
Shouldn’t incidents like this be the abnormal ones?
But it happened!
My first time being tackled by a man—and it was a student I teach!
Tch, it was thrilling!
“…I don’t know what you’re thinking, but stop hugging me while having those shady thoughts!”
In the end, Muam summoned the Water Spirit King to push me away, forcing my rant to an abrupt end.
“And that student council president even declared she’d win the entire Imperial Tournament against the other academies? My junior at Marsis asked if there’s some secret weapon!”
“Yeah, yeah, if it’s a secret technique, she’s got one. One no other academy can copy.”
“Professor Niservin is seriously weird, you know? When I talked to the forest elves who knew her, I never imagined she’d be like this.”
“What did they say she was like?”
“Hm? Something like… kind and gentle?”
“As expected, it’s a lie. As expected of elves.”
“I get the ‘lie’ part, but what’s with the ‘elves’ part, Muam?”
Muam stared at me with a face that said he knew everything.
What? Elves don’t lie!
…Well, most of them don’t!
“You have that look on your face, so I’ll skip the rest.”
“Hing… Muam’s gotten so cold! Just like the Water Spirit King’s contractor—cold as ice!”
“There’s hot water too, you know.”
“Your sense of humor’s gone cold too!”
“I wasn’t even trying to joke.”
“You’ve gotta admit it was cold! Way too corny!”
I was about to scold Muam for not owning up to his corny joke when!
“Did you enjoy your vacation?”
“Professor Niservin!”
“Yes, even though it was my lifelong hometown, all sorts of things happened while I was away a few months.”
The newcomer was Professor Niservin—enemy of the students, enemy of the professors!
“Why is Professor Niservin coming into Muam’s room!”
“Obviously to talk to someone returning from vacation. By the way, Professor Niservin, do you know why Professor Harian is so worked up?”
Obviously!
“She suggested just letting the students go and got rejected.”
“I suggested letting the students go and got rejected!”
For the sake of improving student skills?
Fine. I don’t like my students being weak either!
But are Yuglasia’s students weak right now?
No way. If students with god-tier summoners and swordmasters are weak, humans would’ve conquered the world already.
The only race that can call a swordmaster weak is dragons.
No! Even among dragons, unless they’re ancient dragons worthy of the title, they can’t ignore swordmasters!
Plus, excluding Aris, there are five god-tier summoners!
What kind of lineup is this?
Even our elf race, supposedly more suited to summoning than humans, barely cracks double digits in god-tier summoners, and this one academy has six?
The vice president boy aside, the other five all contracted after Professor Niservin arrived.
If Professor Niservin keeps churning out god-tier summoners like this, how many will the academy have by the time Aris and the others reach senior year?
The Karan Empire is already the continent’s strongest nation!
Are they aiming to conquer the world, including the Magic Continent?
They’re already strong enough—what more do they want?
“…she said, while grabbing my collar and shaking me.”
“Huh? You said it out loud?”
“You said it out loud, Professor Harian. But I agree with her on this one, Professor Niservin. The students’ level has already surpassed the other academies.”
Surpassed? It’s way beyond that.
Even the professors from the military who’ve seen real combat can’t handle one Aris.
No, lately, regular students are handling it without Aris even stepping up.
Professors Maroon and Arhan are barely holding back the student council kids to make it manageable.
Otherwise, we’d be in deep trouble!
Aris’s skills improve by the day, and 1-on-1s are getting brutal.
Add the student council?
We end up like Muam that first day after vacation—beaten down on the floor.
No matter how much of an oddball I am among elves, I’m not a masochist who enjoys getting hit.
So, like Muam said, no more student improvement needed!
I can’t take it!
“I agree with Muam, agree, super agree~! Blocking the students alone is killing me now!”
Vacation’s finally ending, and with Muam back, I can breathe, but I never imagined this at the start of the semester.
If they keep growing like this?
Even with Muam, I doubt we could stop them.
“But if we end night self-study before the Imperial Tournament, the students might lose motivation.”
“They won’t lose even if they do! A swordmaster losing motivation won’t make her lose!”
Is it because most of her work is practical? This human has no clue about the students’ level.
At this point, even if the other three academies teamed up, Yuglasia would win easily.
“Professor Niservin doesn’t participate, so she doesn’t know. Try blocking them solo, Professor Niservin! See if you say that then!”
But at the time, I had no idea.
That this offhand comment in anger would make the students hate me so much.
What went wrong?
Was it starting the conversation carelessly?
“Should I participate too?”
“Uh, huh?”
I was just saying it, but was it wrong that Professor Niservin took it so seriously?
“W-Would you really participate?”
“Yes, if a fellow professor asks. I’ll give it a try.”
Should I have firmly refused then?
If I had.
“Gaaaaah!”
“Dodge, dodge no matter what!” “Why is that monster here?!”
Would we have heard the desperate cries of those kids who came out with resolve on the last day of vacation?
“Why run? You know you can’t leave unless you get past me!”
“Be reasonable! How are we supposed to when the student council president and swordmaster already fell!”
What the hell is that silver stick in her hand?
One hit neutralizes a swordmaster, another crushes the student council president?
“Come on, come at me. If you want to enjoy your last day of vacation!”
“We don’t! We won’t, so just let us stay in the academy!”
What is that thing?
That students trying to leave would voluntarily beg to stay?
What the hell is that stick?
#7 Their Circumstances: A Certain Student Council President’s Circumstances.
The last day of vacation.
Well, it barely felt like vacation, but the academy ending early was nice enough.
And even that small satisfaction ends today.
So I was giving it my all to break through fast and spend the final day when.
“Guh?”
What the hell is that silver stick?
The moment Professor Niservin suddenly appeared and swung her silver stick, smashing Lady Aris in the side.
Lady Aris groaned and collapsed on the spot.
A swordmaster in one hit? Is this for real?
…Is it because it’s silver?
Is silver the color of devils?
Isn’t silver supposed to be the sacred metal that repels demons?
No. Right, demons hate it so much they won’t even associate with it!
“Are you getting distracted, student council president?”
“Guoooooh!”
I summoned a mid-tier earth spirit for defense on instinct, but one hit from the silver stick reverse-summoned it.
Even a spirit that rarely speaks wailed in agony as it got sent back!
“What is that silver thing?!”
“You know exactly who it is.”
“No way!”
Is that silver stick a demon in disguise?
“What kind of summon is Professor Niservin’s summon anyway?”
“A metal sp…irit, I guess?”
“Why aren’t you sure? It’s your own contracted summon!”
A metal spirit, on top of that!
It looks metallic, sure, but what metal causes that much pain on impact!
“Yeah, a metal spirit. Probably.”
“Why ‘probably’… Ugh?”
I was trying to buy time with words, but Professor Niservin attacks without stopping her chatter.
As an intellectual, I tried dialogue first, but if that fails!
“I’m getting serious!”
I gathered my mana and summoned every spirit I could call right now.
“Going all out?”
“Yes, this is the max I can do right now!”
Leaving just enough mana, I squeezed out everything else to unleash the spirits’ full power!
Behold, my ultimate technique!
“Elemental Great Escape!”
“You’re just full-on running away!”
I heard Professor Niservin shout from behind, but whatever.
Fight the Silver Devil full-force?
That’s just trying to commit suicide full-force.
There’s nothing dumber than picking a fight with something you can’t handle.
If you can’t handle it, run.
Professors Muam and Harian, contractors of a spirit king and god, couldn’t stop Lady Aris—and she went down in one hit.
No way a puny spirit user like me stands a chance!
“…is what you thought!”
“H-How?!”
But as if mocking me, the Silver Devil appeared right in front of me.
“Y-Your master said it. That the student council president would definitely run! So that’s why~”
The devil’s right hand turned slimy like a slime and started flowing down to the floor.
“I did this!”
“Sp-Spatial movement?”
The silver liquid flowed across the floor at high speed toward me, and in an instant, the Silver Devil appeared instead of the liquid.
“Hm? Not quite spatial movement! I just sent part of my body and moved there!”
“Where’s there such a method!”
“Right here!”
Like its summoner, this spirit punches while talking.
“That’s nothin’… Guh!”
“The punch was a feint! Real attack’s low!”
Just a kick to the shin, but unbearable pain floods in.
“Finisher!”
“No…”
Before I could finish, the Silver Devil’s fist smashed my face.
And in my fading vision, the last sight.
Professor Niservin, striding casually through the reverse-summoned spirits like a post-apocalyptic demon king.