C89 - The Season Between Summer and Winter (3)
(Note: Sometimes I also call the "Individual Rankers" as "Unique Rankers", make no mistake)
The conference room was attended by the First and Second Grade Individual Rankers
But most of the Individual Rankers were made up of the Blue Moon Party.
Donovan Hadune was talking to the same members of the Party.
"Maybe he begged Zod to have a credit about what happened in Prillesha, that's why he's very believed."
"Heh, they said he was the only hope for ordinary people at the Hebrion Academy."
They raised their voices as if they wanted to be heard deliberately when the Desir Party reached the great hall where the conferences were held.
It was a joke that was hard to hear.
Adjest and Romantic looked at Desir, but could not do anything unless Desir himself did nothing.
Adjest said in a cold voice.
"One day ... I'll hit him to the brink of death."
"I agree".
Donovan's mouth closed only after the arrival of the teacher.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Er-Blanc. Today I am going to give you a couple of lessons."
Er-Blanc was a man in his 30s with a large cheek scar and white hair.
Er-Blanc's hand was full of stiffness as if it were a symbol of his strength.
"Once I was a mercenary, and once I led the squad of the Knights of the Hebrion Empire. I trained recruits like you there as combatants."
As a student who listened to the story, Er-Blanc's voice became even louder.
"I think that only with experience in real combat can one be an expert in their work. But you are not yet mature. In the future, you will become the greatest combat effectiveness of Hebrion by approaching the real combat couplets."
"I think he's a very strict teacher. Ah ..."
Romantica muttered
"I have heard that there are many interesting students in the Hebrion Individual Rankers. First of all…"
He looked through the Individual Rankings, which had been to and from several students, stopped when he reached Desir.
"Are you Desir Arman, First Grade Individual Ranker?"
"Yes I am".
Desir's answer lifted the teacher's lip.
"Desir, go ahead."
When Desir advanced, Er-Blanc grabbed him by the shoulder.
"The expression of immature is an exception for this student. This student is naturally realizing his gift for battle. I am sure you know that, don't you?"
"... I accept it as a compliment."
"As I heard, you have done a great job since the entrance ceremony. You are also an adviser to the Tower of Magic, and along with the most deliberate wizard in the world, Zod, you killed that Ancient Demon that the Outsiders revived. It's a great achievement".
The more Er-Blanc spoke, the more Donovan's expression became corrupted.
"The Hebrion Academy is famous for its high nobility. You trampled their noses this time. You must be proud of yourself as a commoner, don't you think?"
"......Teacher?"
"But Desir, look at this academy. Look at the eyes of the nobility that spill over you. This is the way they treat you to save so many people."
"Because it is a false rumor." Donovan, who was quiet, said a word.
"No one has seen him bring down the devil. I am sure that the Magic Tower Master gave Desir that achievement in consideration of the common and poor people."
"Hooh, really? You're Donovan Hadune, right? Is that your opinion?"
"Most people think that."
"Do you agree with that opinion?"
"Of course. Don't you know? The fact that ordinary people can do something so great is impossible."
"Get up for a second, Donovan."
Er-Blanc walked away from Desir and headed to the place where the Blue Moon Party was. However, there was a strange feeling in his path.
It was as if he was holding a sword in his hands.
But unexpectedly, Er-Blanc agreed with Donovan.
"Of course you're right. Ordinary people are inferior compared to the nobles. Most of them have no talent and do nothing. Just look at the test scores. Just compare the skills of the noble students attending the Hebrion Academy in contrast to commoners, the most common students fall behind aristocratic students."
The more he continued, the brighter Donovan's face was.
Er-Blanc's words continued.
"Even some people think that Accepting Hebrion Academy is a waste of labor in their own right. Perhaps Desir also organized this type of farce for civilians."
Donovan clapped at the end of the words
Er-Blanc laughed hysterically. And said:
"Then go out and compete with this guy."
"Yes?".
"If you don't believe Desir because you haven't seen him take down the demon in person, then you should go out and fight right now. If you think he's a scammer who cheated people, fight him and win. Then you can give me your word." .
Desir panicked over the attitude of Er-Blanc, who did not ask for his opinion, but decided to move away because he did not think the trial was bad in itself.
"Well, that ... I ..."
Donovan stammered. He opened his mouth several times, but his voice did not come out.
"If you're not going out, sit down."
Taking a look at Desir, Donovan collapsed in his seat.
Looking at him, Romantica smiled.
"I really like Professor Er-Blanc, don't you think the same?"
Romantic, who was sitting next to Adjest, noticed that she was making a serious look. I was looking at the teacher with an awkward look.
"... overwhelmed by the superiority of the nobility and discrimination of ordinary people."
"Well, it's true, isn't it?"
"But..."
Adjest swallowed the end of his words, feeling a sense of reluctance.
"If someone thinks they can beat this student, raise your hand."
No one raised their hand.
"You argued: 'ordinary people are less than nobility, more subordinate and uncivilized. Is that all you can do to talk, to make fun of others? Does the noble class of Hebrion now have such pathetic students?"
He directed his gaze to the Blue Moon Party.
"Is there no nobleman who can defeat this commoner?"
Finally, when someone raised his hand, Er-Blanc said with great rumble.
"Well ahead".
Someone stopped. He was tall, short-haired, a handsome young man, and the moment Er-Blanc saw him, his students' expressions turned into surprises.
Desir knew who he was.
"What's your name?"
"Calt Nippleka, professor."
Calt Nippleka He was Pugman's brother.
* * *
Autumn is windy.
Desir and Calt went up to the cold field. The stadium in the center of the squares consisted of rectangular stone structure.
It was Calt who opened his mouth for the first time.
"I would like to convey my apology first for Donovan's disrespectful behavior. No matter how much I told him to stop, he did not stop."
Desir asked again as if it were a bit questionable.
"What is the reason for your apology?"
"We are in the same Party."
Desir thought he would also hate ordinary people. He reflected that it was a clear mistake for him to have an early opinion just because he was Professor Pugman's younger brother.
But apart from that, the fact that he had fallen into the teacher's provocation and responded to the confrontation remained unchanged.
"Let me tell you, I didn't go out because you're a commoner. I just want to make sure if you're as good as rumored."
"Is that so".
Desir looked at him for a while.
'He has no discriminatory idea about his status, so ... Will his skills be at the level of 4 circles ...?'
4 circles is what makes you feel like a strong man. I am sure he is one of the best second grade students.
People who saw the confrontation greatly expected Calt's victory. It seemed to be much appreciated by others.
Calt approached Desir politely.
"Let me introduce myself again, I am Calt Nippleka."
I like it. That was the first impression of Desir de Calt.
He is strong, a man who knows how to act with courtesy. Above all, an aristocrat who has a different view of ordinary people.
'... let's have some fun'
Desir grabbed his hand.
"My name is Desir Arman, please take care of me."
They shook hands and spread around the center of the stadium.
Both parties wore their Clothing Lines, and since they were both Wizards, they did not wear armor.
"Well, when you're ready, let's start the game."
Er-Blanc marked the beginning of the game. At the same time, a magic formula was being developed in front of the two people.
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