Chapter 44 – Chasing the Power Thief #02

Since the academy was founded with the single goal of subjugating the demon lord, numerous geniuses have passed through the academy.

Among them, there were many geniuses that even professors could admire, and they became figures who supported each country or made a big mark, for better or for worse.

To that extent, the professors of the academy are different in character from the scholars of the other Mage Towers and the Great Library.

Rather than their own achievements, what kind of great disciples they nurture becomes the measure of their achievements.

The problem is, this generation had too many outstanding geniuses. If you are simply a genius, you can say that it is not good when teaching, but a genius who has already been completed is a different story.

“I heard that the crown prince invented a new mana calculation formula…”
“Even in the academic world, it is much simpler than the calculation formula used before.”
“Princess Marianne subdued the colony of red trolls alone..?”
“I heard that the warriors of the kingdom I went with only groomed their weapons, right?”
“Cayenne students again! Alone! I made a contract with a new intermediate spirit!”
“Didn’t that friend increase the magic circle by himself the other day? Who is secretly teaching?”

I have nothing to teach you. Or cannot be taught. The academy knows that geniuses who grow on their own can be ruined by touching them with not equal knowledge. They are talented people who will become heroes if you just give them the right assignments and what they ask for.

Of course, there were definitely geniuses who were still immature compared to their innate talents. In normal times, immature geniuses, unlike geniuses who develop on their own, were good prey for professors.

“Isn’t Miss Violet Purplecrow’s tutoring still not approved?”
“It won’t matter. Who would want to tamper with the child that the archwitch Walburga taught diligently?”
“That friend of Zorba also looks really good, but trying to flirt with history or military command… “
“That friend rarely attends classes because he is flirting with women in the first place. Besides, she doesn’t seem interested in anything other than money…”

There are many geniuses who are truly edible, but none of them are edible.

At the point where a month had passed since the beginning of school, the professors made that decision, and the atmosphere was set to find and teach other good or hard-working geniuses.

It was the appearance of Artin Ludwig that changed their mood.

“That mana management power..! How can I deal with the Empire’s knights with that level of mana?”
“Did you see that the 1st circle wizard used 2 of the 3rd circle auxiliary magic? I didn’t overload the circuit either. Did you write an artifact?”
“Oh oh! Move to avoid that sword! That’s because it lacks muscle and bone, it’s a natural talent!”

In the short duel with Shion Idris, many professors were dazzled by the combat skills that Artin showed in many ways.

When the news that Artin’s entrance grades recorded in the student record book were all 1st class wizards spread throughout the professor community, the excitement multiplied.

“Did you hear? That student, Artin, was abandoned by the family, so he never had a proper tutor!”
“Nonsense! So, does that mean that Ludwig-kun is an unseen genius? He hasn’t even taken class yet! Where must he have learned that!”
“Instead, didn’t he hear that the daughter of that martial god studied directly? In just three weeks, a humble student turned into a diamond! No, it was a diamond in the first place, but we didn’t know about it!”

If you’re a genius who grows up on your own, there’s no way you couldn’t grow up to this age.
Rather than being the only teacher among the inexperienced geniuses, he is an opportunity to teach himself and serve as a back-up.

A new fever has begun to rise among the professors who once fell asleep. Finally, a genius who can be found has appeared.

“Hey, Professor Alvin, since you’re in charge of the first year, haven’t you seen Artin? Let me introduce myself!”
“I’m sorry, Head Professor. Right now, we are also very anxious about when Artin will come to class.”
“Hey, what the hell is that student doing!”

The problem is that the class doesn’t come out. It would be nice to have a justification for forcibly calling, but the academy’s free education philosophy had no justification for forcing students who do not come to class to attend.

However, if you approach it personally first, you may be photographed by professors from other factions, or by old professors who are like old tigers who are old but have not lost their teeth. A strange situation was created in which each other kept each other in check.

In such a frustrating situation, there was someone who stood out in particular.

“It’s been a while, Professor Senia! Do you remember how much I liked you when I was in school?”
“Ugh, Professor Senia was a student who was like my best student, but what does she say she you took care of!”
“Do you remember meeting at our conference? Didn’t the female professors get together and show off at the dinner party?”
“Hey, wait! Please speak slowly one by one!”

Professor Senia of the 1st year B class, where Artin belongs, was just chosen as a professor. Her interest and love calls for the young associate professor, who had a wide network of people even though she was not involved in complex politics such as faction issues, were amazing.

When there was even an outright proposal that they would push the head professor if they brought Artin, the old professors, who were in the position of heads of the factions and had a lot of influence in themselves, came up with a compromise solution to this feverish situation.

**

“Anyway, just let Artin come to class, and let Artin decide who to choose.”

Senia was sweating more cold sweat than she had ever shed. She was used to sweating in her thick, crude robes to cover herself, as she had always offended people, but it had been a long time since the cold sweat ran down her spine.

“Okay, Dean…I’ll try to convince you…”

In front of her eyes, the one who had just spoken to herself was the dean of the academy, and the professors sitting next to her were either heroes of the past who made legends in their youth, or pioneers in the academic world who made a name for themselves as unparalleled geniuses. Only.

“Oops, dean. Professor Senia is too frozen, right? How nervous must she be now that the young associate professor has been called over by these old people.”
“That’s right, too. I’m sorry this old man didn’t seem considerate of our young professor.”
“Oh no! Rather, it is an honor to invite you to a place like this!”

No matter where you look, there is only a burdened face. How did she come to be called to such a place…!!

“Don’t be too burdened. Sergei is away, so I’m talking to you, the burden.”

At this moment, Senia was very resentful of teacher Sergei, who was always away. Even if she embezzled the entire budget of the alchemy department, she would not have held such a luxurious hearing.

“Professor Senia, you understand, to you young people, old people can really be blamed, but everyone is worried that the unspoiled stone might get scratched. Aren’t we all educators before scholars?”

Agreeing with that statement comes out in a muffled voice. Of course, it is absolutely impossible to refute just because Senia is dissatisfied with that statement.

It is because he knows that he, who is not the head professor, is as cute as a chick in front of a tiger in their eyes.

“Gee, it looks like we’ve been holding Professor Senia too long. There must be a lot of things to worry about, such as student assignments. You may go, Professor Senia.”
“Ah yes! All right!”

Senia’s face lit up at her words, and she nodded to all her professors her present before leaving.

“We have high expectations from Professor Senia. I just want you to remember that.”
‘..You just said not to be burdened…’

Knock, as the door closed, Senia felt that her tears would sting so she had to bite her teeth.

What now? Should I go to Artin and force him to take the class? Or should I hold on to my legs and hang on so that I can take a class?

“…No, but I can’t pass the burden on to the students…”

Let’s speak in the best possible way. I am like a breakwater that protects the students.

Senia clenched her fists and walked helplessly down the hallway, still wishing that Artin would teach her.

All of this had happened the day before the consultation with Artin.

***

“Then, who will come out and save the golem’s core?”

Exactly one day had passed since I started taking classes properly to catch power thieves.

“…..”
“Hey… It would be nice if someone came along and followed the example… “

This blatant gaze, professors and students all stare at me without anyone stepping out.

“Yes..I will do it.”
“Right! Then, will Artin-kun try it? What black do you use? Arming Sword? Longsword?”

Look at the expression of that professor who is openly excited when I have no choice but to step out.

‘In the past, when I begged to be informed, I had to look good for over a month before I could barely teach them.’

Back in the days when I didn’t even know how to hold a sword properly, there weren’t many professors who were kind to me, who had no talent or qualifications. So I had to analyze the taste of the professors one by one and show them well.

But what about now, it’s not even a school festival, but the professors and students are watching in anticipation of what I’ll show in every class.

‘How do you find a power thief like this? I have to observe who shows a different side of me, but no one but me does it.’

I sighed and walked forward from the back seat, picking up my longsword as usual.

“A longsword! A sword blade would be a bit long for your body, wouldn’t an arming sword be better?”
“It’s okay. Can I just cut it?”
“Ah, of course! Just cut it and you’ll pass! Won’t it be easy?”

That’s right. In the first place, in a lecture on dungeons based on actual combat, cutting the golem’s core was a lecture that would only come out at the end of the second semester.

How amazing would it be if only a freshman opened his sword? Slashing the golem’s core was originally a class assignment that would pass even if it was scratched.

‘It’s boring. I just want to hang out with the kids.’

You shouldn’t dwell on idle thoughts while unleashing your aura sword. It was a story I had heard until my ears were worn out when I was just learning swordsmanship, but it was completely irrelevant to me now.

Shuung!

“Oh oh! How neatly unfolded the aura sword! Who did you learn from? Have you ever learned from student Xiaomei?”
“…Yeah, I learned a little bit before Dalian.”

As I unleash the red aura sword neatly wrapped around the entire length of the longsword, admiration pours out from the mouths of the students and professors.

There is no spirit inspiration. I enjoyed it when I received this kind of reaction before, but should I say it felt like solving a quadratic equation in front of elementary school students.

Rather than anything like this, I want to have a sweet romance with Xiaomei or Agnes. Thinking so, I lightly gripped my sword and took a stance.

The legs are heavy, the upper body is light, and the right arm is extended to straighten the flow of mana. You can spray strong mana at any time to increase the power of your aura sword.

─Imperial swordsmanship, dragon slashing posture.

Squeak.

Following the path of the sword that drew a circle at once, the golem’s core neatly split in half and fell to the ground. The professor, who watched it, looked around at the pieces of the bane core with admiration.

“Eh, it’s such a clean golem’s core Bethany. That posture, have you ever learned swordsmanship from an imperial swordsman?”
“No… I just saw the professor’s posture and copied it similarly. Yes.”
“How can you imitate this neatly just by showing it once! Come see me at the swordsmanship department professor’s office later! Let’s talk over a meal!”

“Yes, yes,” He answered moderately, put down his sword, and went back to his seat. The students’ gaze changed dramatically.

“Did you just see it? A kid who is not even a swordsman pulled out a sword 50cm long to come?”
“If you use a sword so well, why didn’t you use a sword during a duel..?”
“That’s because they were all virgins, so they said it was the power they got from signing a contract with a unicorn..!”

That fucking Artin cross-dressing pretty girl hasn’t disappeared yet.

Returning to the seat with a grumble, Xiao-Mei is, after all, an older brother! With eyes like that, Zorba was staring at him with an astonishing look.

You can ask Zorba if she was not hiding her regression of her, but I also have an idea, so she’s just showing off her skills a little bit of her.

Think about it, the guy who was sloppy in class suddenly got a perfect score on the exam? My head hurts even more when I think that the professors will come and peck at me after that.

‘It’s comfortable to please the professors in moderation. After all, when Shion wins, he’ll be suspicious of anything he does.’

… And even though she put off getting engaged to Agnes, she has to show herself properly if she’s going to do it someday. At least I have to show the appearance of a talented genius to be a little convinced.

“When did you even study swordsmanship, Artin? I had no idea.”
“Ah, while learning with Shao Mei, I also learned some imperial swordsmanship. Isn’t Shion using the imperial sword?”
“… Ah yes. After coming to the academy, you only show your cool side? This older brother was impressed.”

That doubtful voice doesn’t seem to be like that at all… But I’m deeply worried about whether I should reveal it to Zorba.

“What lecture are you going to take next? I want to avoid using my body.”
“Ah, there is the foundation of celestial astrology and the history of magic.”

Ugh, either way, it’s a class Violet should take.

When I put on a troubled expression, Xiao-Mei whispered a small whisper to me with a stern expression.

“Don’t put it off like that, let’s meet and talk about it, brother.”

..Now I’m putting off meeting Violet. We definitely need to talk, but we don’t know what to do, so we decided to split up and take classes under the pretext of catching a power thief.

However, I think anyone can understand my heart a little bit.

How could she say that after going to her mistress friend her who had hurt her, giving her a gift and reconciling, she decided to have 3 wives and 4 concubines?

“Even if we put it off like that, it’s meaningless since we decided to meet again tomorrow. Just call me over for dinner tonight.”
“…Can’t I just call and apologize? I’ll just say it slowly…”
“No, if I leave you alone again, it will drag on. Remember. 3 places 4 cheops.”

Because of Xiao-Mei’s bizarre obsession with three wives and four concubines, I can neither do this nor that.

It’s not that she hates harem, but she can’t figure out how to make it. Wouldn’t it be nice if the cheek didn’t get hit?

When I look away in annoyance, Unicor, who is drinking carrot juice next to me, tilts his head.

“I won’t give it to you even if you ask for it! The carrot juice is all I ordered to drink!”

The Unicor guy I’m taking with me under the pretext of being my servant isn’t much help. He whined that he was bored in every class, so when he ate food mixed with carrots, he calmed down a bit.

Also, maybe the Cayenne guy is avoiding me, he doesn’t come into the same class. He turned around and went out with Claire, since he had run into them the other day.

I was going to catch him, but I was caught by the professor who came in and I couldn’t even talk to him. The detection ability of a guy who handles spirits would surely be of great help.

‘Ah, stressed out.’

Squeak.

I suddenly grabbed my head with both hands. I felt a strange sensation in my hand.

Let’s look at our hands for something. The hair fell out too easily. Cold sweat started flowing.

“…Tongue…Brother…? Didn’t I grab it too hard…?”

Maybe I saw the hair in my hand, but I couldn’t hear Xiaomei’s trembling voice in her.

Stress, was starting to eat me up.