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[Translator – Rainypup]
[Proofreader – Harley]
Chapter 116: Don't Touch My Student
The aftermath of this year's Academy Festival was significant.
First of all, the misconduct of the Academy Sword Society’s seniors, which had always ranked first in the club category every year, became a major problem.
[Academy Sword Society, Obsessed with Being First Place, Losing Fairness!]
[Academy Sword Society, What Were They Afraid of?]
[Academy Sword Society President, “I Have Nothing to Say.”]
[A member of the Sword Society tsked, saying, "Honestly, I knew this would happen."]
The Academy Daily, which reported on all incidents within the Academy, did not miss this incident. The fact that something like this happened at the festival, which was already full of conversation topics, was a huge hit.
Because of this, the Academy Sword Society was branded as the axis of evil.
Besides the Magic Department, the Swordsmanship Department was the most powerful department within the academy. There were some students who had been relying solely on their departments, worsening their image, and this incident was the turning point.
“Didn’t I tell you I didn’t like those students from the Swordsmanship Department?”
“Why are they trying to ruin a new club’s event?”
“They’re really greedy. Those awful people. They always pick fights!”
Conrad, the pride of the school and rumored to be joining the Imperial Knights after graduation, became the public enemy.
These revelations also came from within the Swordsmanship Department, where divisions were beginning to arise and the existing system was beginning to shake.
[“Everything was under the president’s orders,” a member of the Sword Society exposes!]
[“A club is where the president reigns like a king.”]
Conrad had been a tyrant while running the club, and he thought this up because he didn't want to lose first place.
Thanks to this, Conrad even lost his position as president.
People declared that this was a victory for justice.
The students of the swordsmanship department could no longer walk around with their heads held high -
On the other hand, the Magic Summoning Exploration Spearmanship Swordsmanship (Romance) Club was admired.
“What’s with that name?”
"It's strangely named. Was the president in his right mind?"
"Still, he added Romance to it out of conscience."
Some people said the name was a bit strange, but whatever.
Dane's club was a total rebellion because it changed the structure of the Festival, where the Academy Sword Society dominated and took first place every year.
It wasn’t just about breaking them down.
“I really enjoyed the treasure hunt. It was so exciting because it felt like I wasn’t just searching cluelessly but also deciphering codes and following tracks!”
“And what about the House of Horrors? It was seriously a total horror hit.”
“The fortune telling was also really interesting. I heard they brought in a really talented fortune teller.”
They received favorable reviews at every event they held, and there were even talks that they would have won first place even if the Academy’s Sword Society hadn’t interfered.
Thanks to this, the promotion of the Magic Summoning Exploration Spearmanship Swordsmanship (Romance) Club was even mentioned at the regular faculty meeting.
“There’s a lot of talk about the Festival these days, isn’t there, professors?”
The Dean of the Magic Department.
When Professor Dinavo mentioned the Festival in passing toward the end of a regular faculty meeting, the dean of the Swordsmanship Department, Professor Esterande, coughed in embarrassment.
“A-ahem.”
“I heard that a certain club did something very embarrassing... It seems that the Festival is important to the students.”
“Isn’t that the truth?”
As the dean of the Summoning Department, Professor Delphineso, seemed to agree, Professor Esterande's cough became more intense.
“How could this have happened? You always blame the Magic Department whenever something happens, but... a student who’s known to be as talented as Conrad was doing such things behind the scenes.”
Because of this, Professor Esterande had no choice but to cut him off abruptly, stating, “W-we’re investigating. Some things are different from what was reported in the Academy Daily, and we plan to conduct our own investigation and correct any mistakes we find.”
“I don’t know if it will work. I’ve heard people say it has happened before.”
“Please refrain from making hasty assumptions, Professor Dinavo!” Professor Esterande, who couldn't stand it any longer, got angry, but Professor Dinavo just smirked as if he was glad he got caught.
“I’m just saying, Professor Esterande. There are witnesses and evidence, but I don’t know what a ‘giant department’ like the Swordsmanship Department was afraid of, to do something like that.”
“That...”
It was a well-known fact in the Academy that the Magic Department and the Sword Department were enemies.
Although the Magic Department traditionally had greater power, the Swordsmanship Department had grown stronger over the course of the war and had recently become a major threat to the Magic Department. With that in mind, how could Professor Dinavo keep still when something like this had happened?
'I should stomp them down hard and stop him from speaking during the entire meeting.'
If it was a power struggle, then it was a power struggle. It could be said to be the source of energy in the boring life of a professor.
There was also the issue of face.
Because of this, Professor Esterande was so ashamed and humiliated he couldn't even raise his head.
'When will this meeting end?'
He wished he could drag that Conrad here right now, make him kneel, and apologize. From his perspective, this was like getting shot by an arrow out of nowhere.
“So this is what a regular faculty meeting is like.”
In the midst of this, an unexpected person spoke. It was none other than the sole professor of the Autonomous Department, Kelthas Redfield.
“I attended the event because they kept nagging me, and it was truly a delightful sight.”
Everyone's attention was focused on Professor Kelthas's words.
This was the first faculty meeting Professor Kelthas had attended in a long time, and it was also the first time he spoke up at a regular meeting.
“I heard important matters were discussed, so I came here out of curiosity,” Professor Kelthas continued speaking, not caring about the gazes of the other professors. "Isn't this just a place for departments to fight?"
Everyone looked uncomfortable at those blunt words. Of course, it was not something that Professor Kelthas, who would not even answer summons to the regular meetings, should have said, but there was no one who could refute his words.
“If I may join in for a moment, let me say one thing.” Professor Kelthas looked each professor in the eye and then spoke. “Don’t touch my student.”
At those eerie words, everyone felt a chill go down their spines.
“Whether it’s the Swordsmanship Department or the Magic Department. Or... the Summoning Department. It would be best not to touch my disciple.”
For a moment, Professor Esterande flinched.
Disciple?
Of course, students who studied under a professor were also called disciples. However, the 'disciple' that Professor Kelthas was talking about seemed to have a slightly different meaning.
'No way. That man?'
He had served as Commander of the Imperial Knights, a hexa-class knight who was considered one of the best in the empire.
However, he was more famous for not having disciples.
A person like that?
“Professor Kelthas... Is what I think you mean by ‘disciple’ correct?”
Professor Kelthas nodded at Professor Esterande's words and said, “I am personally teaching him my swordsmanship, so yes.”
“...!”
This was news that would surprise the knights.
Such a picky gentleman had a disciple.
'Just how good of a swordsman is that Dane?'
In the midst of this, Professor Delphineso suddenly asked, “Professor Kelthas, what did you mean? Did the professors here try to do something to Dane?”
Professor Kelthas tilted his head and said, “I’m not just talking about that, Professor Delphineso. I’m also talking about bothering students who are living a normal life.”
“...”
“You know how talented that boy is. Of course, he shows the greatest talent in swordsmanship.” He slowly got up and added, “It was an interesting meeting. Well, I’ll leave first.”
Drrrk.
The door opened and Professor Kelthas left the conference room, leaving the other professors to stare blankly at the door for a while.
Truly一
Like professor, like student.
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Rocktale Hall, where all the club rooms were located, was always full.
It was actually a huge stroke of luck that we were able to get a club room. Clubs that had just maintained paperwork were disbanded this year and were kicked out.
Anyway, once a club room was assigned, there wasn’t much you could do to change it. The only way was to trade with other clubs, or if you were really lucky and a room opened up, you could quickly take it.
However, there was one way to forcibly change club rooms.
It was the 'Club Room Exchange Ticket' that we won at the festival.
“Is this really our club room?”
“Yes. Here.”
I looked at the spacious, cleanly emptied club room and smiled.
Compared to Room 506, it was a world of difference. It was almost as wide as a training ground.
“These are the only rooms like this in Rocktale Hall...”
The rest also exclaimed in admiration.
The room seemed more spacious, perhaps because the Sword Society members had cleared it out. Of course, even if we brought in the furniture we used in Room 506, the room would still look spacious.
“Sirs and madams, where should I put this?”
“Please leave it there. Yes, yes. Over here.”
We quickly called the staff of 'Ellebore' to move the furniture. They skillfully disassembled the furniture and quickly moved it up to the fifteenth floor, where it was currently being reassembled and rearranged.
On the other hand一
“I just took a quick look, and the hallway was full of luggage. It seemed like they didn’t know what to do.”
The Sword Society looked like they were dying. Well, they had to take all the furniture that filled this large room into that small room.
“At that level, wouldn’t it be better to not use it at all?”
“They might just do that. There’s a high chance that they’ll use a place other than Rocktale Hall as a substitute for their club room.”
Well, that was something they'd have to figure out. We could now comfortably stay here for at least a year.
Of course, I was sure that our club would still be using this place in one year, two years, or three years.
“Leila, let’s go buy furniture sometime soon,” I said.
“I was wondering when you’d mention it. There are already a lot of rooms here. Should we each decorate our own rooms?” she asked.
“Alright. I’ll just buy something good within our budget.”
For reference, our budget was the 180 gold crowns that we received from the Sword Society earlier.
While we were at it, I planned to create a ledger as well. Of course, not everything would be written down in the ledger.
“I don’t have to worry about money anymore.”
Plus, there was the profit from selling mana stones through Cidrane. Since we decided to contact each other after the Festival, it looked like I'd have to entrust the sales to him again soon.
“I wasn’t worried about money to begin with.”
"But isn't it better than asking for help from home?"
“That’s true.”
Leila seemed happy. Maybe she was just pretending. Since she’d become a rival to her seniors, she wouldn’t be able to feel completely at peace right away.
But I was sure that Leila would overcome it. Now, there was no one who would mess with her, but if they did, our club wouldn’t stay still.
“What was the prize? The one we received as a Festival prize.”
In response to Priscilla's question, I opened my subspace and laid everything out.
There were quite a few. From artifacts to meal tickets and even vouchers that could only be used in the Academy's stores. We divided everything fairly between the four of us, except for the things we didn't need right away.
“I didn’t know school life could be this fulfilling.”
“That’s right.” Ernest, who didn’t receive any allowance from his family, was smiling.
“Kireuk! Kireuk!”
In the midst of all this, Karnas, who popped out, also seemed very happy.
Flap!
"Oh."
This little one could glide well these days. His wingbeats were more powerful than before.
“Kireuk!”
Karnas flapped his wings and climbed up onto the workbench, then raised his head with a proud expression on his little face.
"I think he’s asking for praise," I said.
"Then you should do that."
I quickly walked over to Leila and stroked the little one’s neck.
“Oh, Karnas flew! He’s really amazing!”
“Kikreuk!”
Ernest also happened to come over and compliment him.
However, Ernest, who had been watching Karnas closely, suddenly said something unexpected.
“But Dane, you said he was a dragon?”
"Yes."
“I don’t know much about it, but do dragons normally grow this slowly?”
I furrowed my brow at those words.
"What do you mean?"
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