Chapter 776 – It’s Not Like a Person.

Chee Hee.

A dark room full of chemical supplies and lab tools.

Pure white smoke billows up.
In the middle of the smoke was an object that looked like an electrified lie detector or a crystal ball split in half.

“It’s done!!”

A girl in a white coat jumping up and down while singing hurray with charcoal black on her nose.
Every time he jumps, his glasses and twin tails flutter together, making him look rather cute.

“I’m paying this as a bribe to defend the lab!”

…But the purpose was very calculated.
Girl. Madora immediately took a brand new magic tool and went outside for the first time in a while.

Her destination is the person who let her live in the lab.
In other words. Building owner.
From Instructor Dre.

Then Madora ran towards Dre’s office… And realized 10 minutes later.

“It’s lost…”

She didn’t go out so much that she lost her way in the crowded school and trudged along with the helpless gait of Madora.

Then ah! And patted her palm. He punched her fist down and laughed.

“It was a great idea!!”

A week has passed since Manaje successfully ended.

The demon lord of time turmoil ended without anyone noticing it except for a few people.

This is because the power of Prunar Academy prevented the spread of demonic energy and was suppressed relatively quickly.

The bachelor’s staff who worked all night knew that only the central plaza had fallen off and flew into the sky, but they thought it was just some sort of magical experiment.
So that. Changes have occurred that many people cannot understand.

The biggest change was Dre’s attitude.

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“Each spell changes the tone of its chant according to its elemental image. Fire magic chants increase their power significantly when chanted with great intensity, or with anger or hatred.”

The students scribbled quills on their notes while watching.
A unique, fun, and practical class that teaches know-how rather than memorizing difficult spells.
And it was none other than Dre who was conducting the theory class.

Originally an instructor for swordsmanship and combat, he did not mind classes in magic or crafting theory.
Contrary to the concerns of many students who said that he was not at the level of an instructor except for combat, Dre’s knowledge was deep and his teaching was unobstructed.

It was a moment that reminded me once again that he was the owner of spirit magic and the maker of powerful artifacts.

Step.
Dre’s mood was quite different from before.
Originally, the atmosphere in Dre’s class was one of free chatter, but now it is as quiet as a rat.

This is because Dre, who is the center of creating a free atmosphere, became reticent a week ago.

See even now

Normally, he would mix up absurd jokes throughout class, but he just recited his knowledge like a machine.
The attitude, the voice, the students felt intimidated.

“I’ll get into practice in a moment.”

Dre closed the book, crossed his legs and stared blankly into space.
Lena quickly approached and asked if there was anything uncomfortable, and Almiraz sorted through the papers.

Intangible, who was sitting next to him as an assistant, stood up with an uncomfortable face and just walked around.
El and Ashita. Clarir looked at each other and whispered.

“Dre, what are you doing these days…?”
“I don’t know. Even if I ask, it’s nothing, I just gently stroke my hair…”
“Uh, uh, yeah…?”
“Ashita. How come you sound like bragging?”

Clarir sighed and looked at Dre.

“…Not too long ago, he apologized to me for delaying my schedule with Blizzar.”

Dre delayed visiting the Blizzar family and meeting the Insus and Demon students.
There didn’t seem to be any other schedule, but no one could say anything.
It was because Dre’s mood had subsided.

It wasn’t to the point of looking depressed, but it was quiet throughout.

Right now, I am silently staring at empty space, deep in thought.
Normally, I would have gone to Rius, Intangible, or Gold and giggled.
Even in that state, if someone asks a question, he will answer right away, so there is no problem in class, but…

“There’s nothing wrong with anything.”

Mirmi grumbled quietly.
She tells the seriousness of her situation from the fact that she mumbles that Dre can’t hear, when she would normally have spoken openly as if she were listening to Dre.

The problem with Dre being reticent.
Scary.
It’s hard to speak carelessly.

At first, sincere students who dislike Dre’s flirtatious attitude and like serious lessons welcomed him with open arms.
It was because he thought that Dre had finally adopted an attitude befitting the dignity of a Fryunard Academy instructor.

But after two days and three days, she came to miss the old days, whether it was talent or pedigree.
It wasn’t that Dre was pressuring the kids, but the fact that he was silent was quite the pressure.

“Dren is the type to wake up when he opens his mouth…”

Ashita admired.
Dre, who closed his mouth, was full of force.

The figure of his contemplation with his mouth shut and weight was only reflected as an intimidating presence worthy of his innumerable reputation.

Of course, there was an evaluation that he was a wonderful being and a scary person without knowing it, but it wasn’t to the extent of now.

An existence that is difficult to dare to speak to.
The current Dre was being evaluated like that.

Her sworn brother Gold also looked at Dre with a worried look on his face.

If it was a week ago, he would visit Askatlov at dawn, give him a snack, and in return, he would rub his face against his face and torso.

However, although the fortress takes snacks, he often just waves his hand and comes out without saying much to Askatlov.

Even with the Hart family, he barely talks.

Just this morning, Lena hugged her teacher’s neck and teased her to cheer her up, but she didn’t smile and only thanked her, which shocked Lena subtly.

Almiraj gave up saying that Lena had failed, but she could not be me, and Le Felt was also restless, but she was in a serious mood, so she couldn’t talk.

Gold, like his bold personality, asked directly what had happened, but Dre just shook his head.
He just said don’t worry he’ll be back soon.

The only man who knows why he is depressed.
One of them, Hiro Kaitsu, thought there was no way to comfort him.
Currently, his melancholy is caused by the meeting between Alfred and his mother, Elso.

‘To put it bluntly, it’s envy and a sense of collapse.’

Alfred met Elso, her mother, and was told by her that he did not hate Alfred himself, and that she loved him.
And by succeeding in his apology, he succeeded in removing his long-standing guilt.
The dream that I have worked hard for decades has not come true, but my true wish has come true.

Dre imagines that it would have been possible for him to meet his father if he were himself.
And he is depressed because of various complex circumstances, such as the fact that he could not meet him even with the power of summoning in the first place.

‘Time is weak.’

If I were to choose those who had the potential to cheer me up… I thought they would be intangible or Askatlov.

Dre cares very much about the two of them.
However, neither Askatlov nor Intangible had the personality to warmly comfort someone.
He wasn’t friendly enough to comfort me.

Smart smart

Suddenly a knock was heard.

“Come on in.”

Dre waved his hand as he spoke and the door opened.

The magic without a chant was so smooth.
The students stuck out their tongues at the amazing level of magic.

The person who came in was a professor teaching general education.
He walked up to Dre quickly and said.

“Instructor. I received a call from the Suruta Empire asking to meet Instructor Dre…”
“I’ll be in touch with you in a while, so could you leave the coordinates?”
“Yes, yes. That’s how it should be…!”

The professor hurriedly lowered his head and left.
It’s a look you’ve never seen before.
The professors were sure of their skills, but they hated strangers and impromptu dre.
That’s why, even though he was extremely courteous on the outside, he secretly hated him behind the scenes.

Now, most professors did not dare to curse and behaved politely.
It was proof that Dre’s perception had changed a lot over the past week.

The bell rang to end class.
Dre got up without hesitation, gestured to Dia, who had risen to say hello, to sit down, and went straight out of the class.

When I heard Dre’s footsteps recede, Van gasped. He let out the breath he had been holding back.

“…Was he originally like that?”
“I can’t even breathe because of the tension…”

It’s good that Dre’s lectures, which were sparse, are held often, but it’s too difficult to deal with.
Even the strict and perfect Alfred’s class wasn’t like this.
Perhaps, it was only now that I could see that Dre had a dignity worthy of his various titles, but…

‘It’s trembling.’

Even Blameer Zizze, a member of the lineage faction, thought so.
Even he, who didn’t really like Dre, missed the Dre of a week ago.
I can’t believe my image has changed so much just by holding my weight with my mouth shut.

“Here, Dia. What happened to the instructor?”

Rals approached Dre’s disciple, Dia, and asked.

Dia has nothing to answer.
He was told not to talk about the demon lord of time, and above all, he couldn’t understand why his master was acting like that.

May Yal, who was sitting there with a face that worried about Dre more than anyone else, pondered whether to follow Dre or not, and she stood up and sat down.

Long time to do that. Mayal decided to sit still.
It was because I thought that talking carelessly to the current Dre would be more counterproductive.

The Dre walked down the aisle in silence with the intangible.
How are you mechanically bowing down to students? There was no action other than that.

It was like a robot.

Students who open a way for Dre and split like a miracle of Moses.
Except for the pride, even the students of the lineage group called the corpse were stunned to the point of being crushed by a wall.

At that time.
There was someone walking straight ahead from there.
The intangible whistled.

A man who would be saddened to be the second among the students in this school having difficulty.

It was Alfred.

“…Hmm?”

He was walking through papers, saw Dre… And approached at a slightly faster pace.
Dre also stopped.

The second change outside of Dre’s reputation.
It was… Alfred’s mysterious respect for Dre.

The head instructor bowed deeply toward Dre.
Everyone stopped walking in amazement at ‘that’ Alfred, who didn’t care about the students around him, as if he were acting like a boss.
Dre still had a dry voice.

“I’ve said it several times, but you don’t have to.”
“How would you do that to my benefactor?”

Alfred treated Dre like his superior, even in front of others, as if he were a subordinate.

Polite respect and attitude.
Even in his own lecture, he even burst out laughing, saying that Instructor Dre is a great and wonderful person, so don’t get me wrong.

Okay. Boisterous laugh.
Alfred, who was evaluated as that perfect, cold-blooded machine!!

Rumors that Alfred, the head instructor, has softened, and the way he gives Dre a few moves.
And the change in Dre, of course, people thought it had something to do with it.

Also, thanks to the fact that the head lecturer took himself as a sewage, reverence for Dre increased, further amplifying rumors such as ‘a person who is not like a person’, ‘a person who cannot be compared to us’, and ‘a person who does not know emotions’.

“Wow… That instructor Alfred…”
“What weakness did you catch?”
“No. Last time I saw the professor who cursed at Instructor Dre… Was that… Python? He got angry with his veins sprouting…”

As Alfred’s eyes showed sincere respect, Dre’s status in the school grew out of control.
Alfred asked in a polite voice.

“If it’s okay, would you like to join us for lunch?”
“Yes. You do.”

The moment Dre, who had no particular reason to refuse, said that.

Da da da dot

Reus ran to Dre.

“Dre… Instructor.”

Rius gave an honorific title in an awkward voice.
That eye
Those emotionless eyes didn’t seem to get used to it.

“Why do you do that?”

He felt sorry for the honorific, but Rius spoke without revealing it.

“That… I went to the lab to feed Madora, but she wasn’t there…”

Rius wanted him to playfully scold him for not being able to do this properly as usual, but Dre replied straight away with a face that said nothing.

“I’ll look for it…”

Aaaaang-!!

Explosion.

The earth shakes.
Smoke rises in the distance.

Terror?
Amid screams boiling here and there, announcements spread.

[This is an accident during a light magic experiment. I hope the students will be at ease and work hard on their studies… I hope Instructor Dre will move to the place I designated.]

And at the same time, Lenea’s flame wave flew towards Dre.
[Dre Instructor!! Madora blew up the park in District 3!!]