80% Human Translation - 20% Robotic Translation.
C88 - The Season Between Summer and Winter (2)
After finishing the meal, they went to the party office.
Desir distributed a schedule in front of his desk to the members of the group.
Those who received it began to consult the calendar that would govern this semester.
The schedule was somewhat different from the first semester.
Pram's face, who checked the schedule, turned to joy.
"We are taking three subjects together this semester, Desir-nim!"
Pram said happily.
The Magician Desir and the Swordsman Pram basically did not listen to the same conference because they basically had different curricula to learn.
However, there have been a lot of common lessons to learn from the conferences that have been introduced since the second semester.
Thanks to this, Desir and Pram took more classes together than in the first semester.
Romantica, who was checking the schedule, shrugged.
“Look at this, Dalian's class teacher has been changed to a new one, and his name is ... Er-san blanc and ti-star-chi? I don't think it's from Hebrion. "(Note: Romantica can't pronounce his name right here, it's not a mistake)
"If you listen to the accent, you'll know for sure."
"Whoever it is, I hope it's better than the magic engineering teacher."
The magic engineering professor was Professor Pugman.
The next day, the full academic schedule of the Hebrion Academy began.
First the botany conference hours began.
Professor Ketwick, a botany professor in the alpha class, was a woman in her late 50s.
Lectures on food science focused mainly on theory. His voice was slow and cold.
Romantica muttered while listening to the boring lectures.
"Oh, I don't know why we should know about the link between the intensity of Mandragora's screams and abdominal pain" (Harry Potter?).
"It will be useful if you learn." Desir responded.
Then the history conference hours began.
Kevin, a history teacher, was a young man. He had straight stiffness and wore very sharp glasses.
He always asked students for a lot of homework. It seemed that history was the most important of all firs.
"The teacher thinks we hear the story only if we don't listen to other conferences."
Romantica evaluated the professor for cramming a history book from a closet. In fact, none of his lectures had been positive so far.
"Also, the next conference is that of Rune, and I have to listen to that long conference."
Romantica sighed on the floor.
Professor BenQuik, who taught the rune conference, was characterized by extending his lectures.
However, the rune conference he started was quite fantastic, rather than boring.
Professor Benquik was a late grandfather in his 60s who had thick glasses.
In addition, the conference ended ten minutes earlier than usual.
While the students shouted, the corridor burst rapidly.
Romantica spoke with a hilarious smile.
“There is something different, Professor Benquik's conference ended soon. Why did it end so early? "
"Did you have a nice day?"
When they vaguely guessed the reason, Adjest said.
"I think the reason is you, Desir."
"I?"
"So that is ..."
"The teacher is a commoner like you."
At that moment, a voice intervened among them.
He was a student with thick eyebrows and tall eyes. He wore a blue-dyed coat that symbolized the Blue Moon Party.
It was Donovan Hadune, third in the First Year Classified Rankers.
He said in a very sarcastic tone.
"Commoners have a wild feeling of knowing that when they do well, they are like parasites that live together."
When Romantica frowned, Desir looked away and said.
"It's not worth it. Ignore it."
The conversation with Donovan was nothing compared to the magical engineering conference he will hear now.
As soon as Desir and his companions entered the conference room, everyone's attention focused.
But most of them were very cold eyes.
This was because many of the first and second-year Classified Rankers were members of the Blue Moon Party who had a hostile relationship with the Desir Party.
The relationship between the Desir Party and the Blue Moon Party was worse than ever with the transfer of Adjest.
Professor Pugman, a professor at the Blue Moon Party, was a person who hated commoners.
He had been associated with Desir until his ascent and the transfer of Adjest, for which he considered him a "peer-to-peer."
Pugman's temper seemed to have worsened more than last semester.
The content of the conference was to weave a circuit using a Class 6 Magic Rune to develop a magic spell of a Circle, which Desir first completed and presented, but rather had a deduction. That's why he didn't sincerely review the circuits he created.
"That was totally ridiculous."
Romantica got angry.
"You designed it perfectly, but he didn't review it."
"But this Professor Pugman only needed one reason to reduce Desir's score."
Finally, it was the members of the Blue Moon Party who scored the highest.
However, the Desir Party had mostly received low grades in its conference.
"What is the next conference?"
"Magic".
"Apparently Professor Bridgette is in charge of that area, right?"
After lunch, Desir, Adjest and Romantica went to the conference room where the magic conference was held.
"Today is a good day to study magic sciences."
Professor Bridgette, a magic teacher, was always at ease.
His lecture, which was so magnificent as to have fame in the continent with the title of "the witch of the void", was better than any magical conference at the Hebrion Academy.
Unlike other conferences, which emphasized the theoretical and linguistic aspects of the theoretical part, she took the action seriously and it was easy.
And it contained many things.
Bridgette explained to the students.
"Now, from now on, you will try to practice the magical transformation you know. In all, three of you will be paired to evaluate each other's magical operations. The content of today's conference will be reflected in the final evaluation."
The crowd began to deepen their magic.
Bridgette took care of the classroom, helping students develop magic correctly and assessing how they developed it.
After the conference, Bridgette approached Desir.
"Please come to the staff room for a moment, Desir."
"It's okay".
Suddenly, Desir felt panic at his sudden call, but nodded and responded.
***
Each book was well organized and was like a library. There were many rare books among the books.
Desir had been in his faculty several times, and was impressed every time he visited her.
Bridgette made two cups of tea with hot tea, put them on the table and called Desir.
When Desir sat down, Bridgette's talk began immediately.
"Desir, do you remember when we met?"
"Of course, teacher."
Desir nodded quickly.
"The Royal Library, where citizens were allowed to visit freely, you were reading there, and at such an early age, I saw your eyes very eager to learn and know."
"That was the only place I could learn. And that was when I was so desperate."
In Desir's words, Bridgette made a bitter laugh.
"I was so sad that you couldn't live in a limited environment even though you wanted to learn, so I recommended you to the Hebrion Academy."
At the end of Bridgette's retrospective, Desir nodded.
Without your help, Desir would not have been able to enter this Havrion Academy in the first place.
Desir, who had been talented from the beginning, was able to create a 1-Circle with his help and was able to enter the Hebrion Academy thanks to his recommendation.
Bridgette was a benefactor of Desir.
"Desir, you were really beyond my imagination, and I couldn't imagine you could get there."
Bridgette's expression, spoken there, gradually eased.
"This time you saved a lot of people from the so-called foreigners, I'm really proud of you, but ... I hope you value yourself more."
Desir could not answer his words.
“I know it is a difficult situation. But even if it is to save others, I think it is dangerous to sacrifice without hesitation. "
He told Desir in a slightly affectionate and worried tone.
"I hope you don't forget that there are many people who think of you, you know what I'm talking about, right?"
"... Yes teacher".
"Okay, let's go."
After finishing the story, I was smiling again.
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