Chapter 63

The professors at the Imperial Academy are close to each other.

Due to the nature of our work, we often ask for each other’s opinions, but more than anything, we often eat together.

It’s hard not to get close when we eat together.

Ruid wore a hunchback there.

It was to find out where the huge river named Story flows.

“A rare person came to our lunch group today. Where have you been for the past week?”

When Phenicia asked lightly, Clifford answered.

“Noob top. No, I can’t even call you Nomfang anymore. Anyway, I must have been lazy somewhere and didn’t even notice that a week had passed.”

Phenicia scolded him.

“President. Prince Ruid is now a professor, not a student, and such words and actions are inappropriate...”

“I know, you bitch.”

Clifford was living a happy life recently.

As I laid down the heavy burden of being the president, the world could not have been more beautiful. I knew there would be less stress because I didn’t have to work, but I couldn’t believe my quality of life was this good.

Clifford was regretting that he should have hit him sooner.

“But do I have to use this title, Prince Ruid, at this age? “You can’t do that.”

“...I’m sorry, Prince Ruid.”

“Don’t be too servile either. Anyway, Windsor is the wind. “There is nothing more foolish than trying to catch the wind.”

Phenicia glared bitterly.

“Is it okay to regret it later? You were sick for a month. “For a while, in my dreams, he said, ‘I missed the nobleman...’”

“You bitch! “When did I do that?”

Clifford’s face turned red.

Meanwhile, Ruid listened with one ear and took out his lunch box.

It was a rare lunch I made myself. I was researching cooking recently.

The menu was egg fried rice. For this, Ruid stole eggs from the church’s chicken coop.

‘It must be delicious, right?’

Ruid was an authority on egg fried rice.

What determines the taste of this food?

Definitely MSG.

MSG was created through a week of virtual research in Amelia’s bed.

“Oh my, what is that?”

Phenicia expressed interest. Other professors did the same.

“I heard that efforts are being made to abolish anti-detox wizards under orders from His Majesty. I guess that’s part of it.”

“I heard that some nobles have already made a hobby of cooking their own food instead of using detox wizards. As expected, Prince Ruid is amazing.”

“Oh, that’s me. If you see, I also packed a lunch box.”

A male professor spoke.

A moment of silence.

The female professors quietly ignored him and only showed interest in Ruid.

“Wow, it smells delicious!”

“Did you make it yourself?”

When everyone is talking sweetly and hiding their true feelings.

Phenicia struck quickly.

“Perhaps I can have a bite too?”

Ruid quickly declined.

“no.”

“....”

If you eat your own cooking, you will definitely be unhappy.

Because all other foods will be considered trash!

However, since he couldn’t cook for himself every time, it was right to refuse.

‘Then first, take a bite.’

I scooped up the fluffy egg fried rice with a special spoon and ate it.

And the delicious taste!

‘This is it! ‘This is the taste of MSG I want.’

Can you enjoy this taste even in the Middle Ages?

Overwhelmed, Ruid ate quickly.

The study was a great success.

When Ruid, who usually rarely expresses emotions, reacted like this, the other professors were very curious.

“gulp.”

Plus, that thing looks really appetizing.

Phenicia, whose face turned red after being rejected, quickly changed the topic.

“...Everyone, let’s have a constructive conversation without bothering Prince Ruid.”

“Hmm, we’ll do it later in the meeting...”

The professors, who wanted to eat comfortably, looked at Phenicia’s notice.

“no. There is no later in the rapidly changing circumstances of the academy. “We have to respond at every moment.”

“... I’m just preparing for the exam, but there’s no need to react at every moment.”

When swordsman instructor Torres spoke quietly, Phenicia’s eyes lit up.

“barely?? barely? Instructor Torres. I’m really sad. “Is it just the exam period for our Imperial Academy?”

Still, the students did not understand well. It was because I thought there was some hidden meaning. Only Damon muttered quietly, ‘Why are you saying the obvious?’

Ruid spoke again with a dissatisfied face.

“If you don’t know it, memorize it. Use your strength only for yourself. “Repeat three times.”

The students were a little embarrassed, but followed Ruid.

““I only use my strength for myself.””

‘You listen well.’

Feeling a little relieved, Ruid drew a line on the magic board. At that time, Gilbert raised his hand.

“Can the swordsmanship club just stay quiet during this class?”

It was a pure question. Because Ruid said he would teach me magic.

“A good knight must also know how to deal with wizards. “Once you understand the principles of their power, it becomes easier to win.”

Amelia spoke maturely. Did I do well? He looked at Luid with that expression. Ruid thought Amelia looked just like a golden retriever.

“no. “I will teach you magic that can be used by knights.”

“yes?”

Gilbert was embarrassed. Not only Gilbert, but everyone was embarrassed.

A knight can never use magic. The difference was in the method of gathering magical power. The knight refines the magic power through special breathing and collects it in the Danjeon, while

the wizard creates a ring around the heart to circulate the magic power.

In a car, the number of rings is the engine (output), and the precision of the rings is horsepower (fuel efficiency).

The number of rings indicates that powerful magic can be used, and the better the ring’s technology, the lower the amount of magic consumed.

For your information, Ruid’s natural magical power was outside the standard to begin with, so there was no need for such tricks.

Anyway, for that reason, knights cannot use magic.

“Follow me.”

But magic had two meanings.

Ruid, a true magic expert, could use both.

“Magic is magic.”

“Magic is a trick...”

The students followed along unconsciously and then looked confused.

“yes?”

Ruid just showed it through his actions. I stretched out my hand into the air. The space was torn apart and a sub-space appeared. And-

boom!

Countless weapons poured out!

These were items scavenged(?) from the imperial treasury.

Ruid said coolly.

“Take one at a time.”

“...!”

The students’ eyes widened dramatically.

**

Ruid was lying in a large field. It’s been a while at Lake Delrin.

Next to her was Hersy, lying in the same position as always. Hercy smiled and looked at Ruid.

“By the way, Ruid. I think you said last time that you only use polite language, but why did you use informal language in this class? Are you feeling a little more comfortable with us?”

“huh...?”

Ruid spoke in a slow voice.

“I forgot.”

“....”

A truly Luid-like answer.

Hersi cleared his throat and spoke quietly.

“Hey... I heard you were taking care of me separately in the previous class. Hmm.”

Hercy hesitated to say this because it seemed somewhat snobbish, but he was so curious that he couldn’t help it.

What on earth should Ruid give you?

“right.”

‘...You forgot this too.’

Hersi looked embarrassed.

Ruid took something out of his pocket and poked Hercy on the cheek.

hard wood.

When I turned around, I realized it was a cane.

A wand that emits an unusual light.

“This...?”

“A somewhat useful cane. Use it when you’re in a hurry.”

What Ruid gave to Hercy.

That was Delrin’s staff.