Chapter 262

It was an action taken to abide by Asilier’s ban on imitating knights, but Eldmia overlooked many things.

It was ambiguous to say that he had made an easy decision... Because it was a rational and common sense decision.

Rumors about Levien’s guillotine and adventurer’s guillotine are all bloody stories. In the first place, the execution instrument was a nickname, but if it wasn’t ugly, something was twisted a lot, so it was a natural result. Above all, the brutality reaches its peak in that Enbelde and his rebel forces, which can be said to be the biggest issue, have all been decapitated.

The common-sense response is to distance yourself from the bearer of such rumors.

Even if you want to become friends, if you do a little research, you will find out that even the royal family and nobles treat you like a passing mutt, so you have to be careful. Anyone who chooses another option is already abnormal from that point on. If the conditions are met, a crazy existence that will blow from the neck without covering the front and back is not an object to be taken lightly.

It was a reasonable decision up to that point, but Eldmia overlooked the fact that this was an academy and the age of the students around her.

15 years old. Those who, at most, cannot exceed the age of 17. At least 18-year-old Kalitz is a second-year student who is the unrivaled elder.

If Eldmia had known in advance that second graders were not something that could only be seen in modern society, Asilie would have treated them with a bit of a chivalrous attitude, even if she was angry. However, there were too many mature people around him for their age. To the point where I forget how irrational a 15-year-old can be and wonder if he’s just the average in another world.

As a result, the image Eldmia showed ignited the hearts of countless male and female students.

Of course, if someone who didn’t even know his skills or had a terrible appearance said it, he would have been laughed at, but in the end, the appearance and clothes were probable.

“That... the dignity of the guillotine...?”

“Well, come to think of it, did you say that you were also active in the Imperial Academy?”

“Wait, so all the rumors about the guillotine are true? Is it a person?”

“From today I will be the guillotine of the Royal Academy!”

“Damn it. Is that why you put your grades on the guillotine?”

“I’ll be the gallows for today!”

Contrary to the purpose of putting out the fire due to the pressure of threatening life, the students who did not even intend to be hostile to Eldmia anyway were pouring oil on themselves, blinded by his determination and actions. If Eldmia had witnessed the party in person, in which some curiosity, some enthusiasm, and some mixed with all sorts of expectations and aspirations, starting to create new rumors other than those that have spread in the academy so far, then Eldmia would make major changes to her future course of action. would have wanted to add

Cheryl sighs at the sullen Kalitz and the crazy sight. And Griffils, who had a strange smile, remained calm and reacted differently from the others.

“He was a fun person.”

Calitz, who was sullen at Griffith’s words, walked away.

“You don’t seem to be very funny.”

“Why are you so serious? It’s not like you’ve been criticized.”

“...that is?”

Lightly agreeing with that opinion, Griffith followed Cheryl with Calitz.

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“That happened.”

Arriving at the professor’s office, I met with Master, listened to a brief overview of the class, gathered supplies, and cleaned up the classroom. With 30 minutes left before class, I told Master about a series of incidents that had occurred since I entered the academy.

Why are you suddenly talking like that? Seeing the high density of second-year students already filling the classroom, Master felt strong doubts and asked me if I had done anything.

“...Couldn’t that be why you’ve come so many?”

“Ah, could that be?”

It’s nonsense unless you’re a pervert who wants to be scolded, and you’re crazy about such a reaction.

“They must have come because Master’s class is about understanding magic and applying it in practice.

“Is that so...? There are too many for that matter. It seems that there are many swordsmanship students who don’t learn magic...” “Isn’t it true that

all experience classes are like that? I think I came in because I was wondering if I had anything to learn.”

“Well... when I was at the academy, I tried to somehow find time to take many classes.”

As expected of a court wizard, he must have had a great passion for learning. Master nodded as if he had finally understood, but a strange sense of bewilderment still lingered.

Other faculty members might have fewer students, but they advised not to worry too much about it. Perhaps it was because the gap between advice and reality was so large that he was taken aback for a moment. Master soon made up her mind and began reviewing the lecture materials one last time.

However, unlike looking through the data with my eyes, what came out of his mouth was a story related to me.

“Come to think of it, some of the professors in the swordsmanship department asked if they could help you.”

“My help? The only thing I can help you with is defeating the kids.”

I didn’t live with the intention of teaching someone in the first place, and I don’t have the ability to explain what I’ve learned in a way that others can easily understand. Then, in the end, I can do nothing more than make punching bags for the kids by sparring, but I don’t think they would have wanted that kind of help... “Haha, that’s exactly what they want

. I mean there is.”

...but it wasn’t. Practice doesn’t matter. Still, while I’m busy, volunteering for others for free is a bit...

“It’s not a must, but they said they wanted to help at least by paying a reasonable fee. Everyone didn’t seem malicious, so think about it. Until then, there’s nothing particularly busy.”

“I’ll see you later.”

Also, the academy professors are different. Like a learned person, he knows well what is needed to move people.