I Noticed That It Was an Academy After 10 Years

214.1st Grade, 2nd Semester, Thank You for Your Hard Work! (2)

I live and live and stand at the podium and say everything.

First, I slowly turned my head from left to right and looked at the students. Students with various expressions were generally looking at me as if they were interested in my story.

I looked at the students and organized what I needed to say in my head.

Since I can’t tell the truth 100% honestly, some adaptation was necessary.

First of all, the part to be removed is clear, so let’s remove that part.

The part about me summoning Harpas and what I talked about with Harpas… I guess I can just gloss over that part. Oh, we have to hide Lue’s abilities too.

The beginning is…Well. It seemed like we should start from the holiday.

If you think about it, the start of this war was because I brainwashed the executioner and committed terrorism.

“It started on the last day of the holiday. I had a duel with the enforcer who was hiding in the Colosseum under the pretext of an event. After subduing that guy, I attached the magic tool I prepared in advance to his body and found the branch …”

…I slowly told what I had experienced, from the holiday to the beginning of the war.

Telling a heroic story was more difficult than I thought. First of all, there was a lot of information that had to be hidden, and because of that, the connection between the story, which was full of holes, had to be told and refined at the same time.

That’s why it’s inevitable that my saga stretches out like a professor’s class.

Still, it seemed like it wasn’t that boring. Except for a few students, most of them were listening intently to my story.

“… Headed to the Ryan family with Principal Merlin before heading west.”

“To the Ryan family?”

Perhaps it sounded a bit strange to others, but I immediately looked at the male student asking me the question and answered.

“Okay. Anyway, I am the ancestral duke of the Ryan duchy. So, I met Kalintz.”

“Hey, knight over there! I don’t know the context of the story! Why did you suddenly go to Duke Ryan?!”

“Because Kalintz is strong. “I went there to increase my colleagues.”

“Ah…”

The unknown female student still tilted her head in question, but she did not ask me any further questions.

How much did we talk about?

“Kalintz refused the request to fight Harpas together. “He showed me his severed arm.”

“Uh, then Kalinz-sama is in the duchy… ?”

“No, he’s in the West.”

“Yes?”

“If your arm is cut off, wouldn’t you just put a new arm on?”

“Yes?”

What? Aren’t prosthetic hands doing well?

…No, if you think about it, it might be natural. First of all, the prosthetic hand itself was an item that students would never encounter. There is no way that talented people with a bright future will have one or two parts cut off.

Hmm, how do I explain this?

Ah, no need to explain.

“Viola.”

When I called to Viola, who was listening to me with her chin resting, she pointed to herself with her finger and tilted her head to the side. He seemed surprised that I had called him.

“Huh?”

“Raise your right arm.”

“Uh…Like this?”

Viola’s arms naturally rose, and her sleeves fell, revealing her ball-jointed doll-like arms. Viola scratched her cheek with her embarrassed face and opened her mouth.

“Can I get off?”

“You can come down.”

I watched Viola quickly lower her arms and continued this tiresome saga.

“It’s a replacement for her limbs that were cut off like that. I will make a new arm for Kalinz…”

“Wait, you made it?”

“Okay. The prosthetic hand is my invention.”

“Ah…”

The students looked at me strangely.

A look that hints at the meaning, ‘No matter how I look at it, it doesn’t look like I can make something like that.’ I cleared my throat twice to lighten the mood and spoke.

“This is just the beginning, so don’t stop the flow.”

So I continued the saga. From recruiting Noh Ik-jang to arriving at the second defense line, the students listened to me while tilting their heads.

However, when I began the part of restoring the first line of defense, one student who could not stand it raised his hand and asked.

“You mean you captured the enemies by destroying the fortress?!”

“Yes.”

This may be surprising. This is probably the first time you’ve heard of the strategy of destroying an entire fortress to capture the enemy.

“Then the fortresses…”

“Everything has been fixed.”

“Yes?”

“It’s fixed, so you don’t have to worry. “I destroyed it and put it back together in just a few hours.”

All the students tilted their heads in unison. I must have been speaking the correct language. Why don’t I understand these things?

“Uh… So you’re saying that they destroyed the fortress, crushed the monsters to death, and then rebuilt it in a few hours?”

This time a familiar voice. I nodded, looking at Martina, who had a face that said I didn’t understand what she was talking about.

“It is exactly what it says. It was a bit difficult to do it alone.”

“Uh…”

Why does this person look like he has no idea what he is talking about? I stared at Martina’s expression her her for a moment, then took my eyes off her and looked at Karina. Karina was smiling awkwardly.

What is it?

…What happened?

We have to keep talking.

I brought up the story of restoring the first line of defense and then entered the final highlight section.

Naturally, it was the part that threatened Harpas.

There were elements to this part that were explained earlier.

“Have you ever heard of a grimoire called the Book of Wishes?”

“A written wish…”

“That thing that’s somewhere in the school?”

It’s the Book of Wishes. Because the basic basis was deception using the ‘Book of Wishes’.

“Why is it here?”

“I was the owner.”

“Yes?”

“The wish summoned Harpas from a corner of the western wilderness.”

“I can’t follow the story…”

“Me too…”

“Me too…”

“Why did you act like that?”

Martina, who was placing her hand on her forehead as if she had a headache, raised her hand and asked me. It looked like he was carrying a gun.

“Because it was the most efficient.”

“Then it wasn’t it a decision that put everyone at risk if they lost?”

“That’s why I took the Book of Wishes with me. In order to reliably subdue Harpas. Anyway, I sat Harpas down and placed a bet. It was a bet where we asked each other questions and the one who couldn’t answer lost.”

“Yes?”

“Betting against the devil?”

“Isn’t this a bluff?”

I easily ignored the students’ whispering voices. Because I was busy coming up with an appropriate idea in my head right now.

I gave a believable explanation to a somewhat made-up brainstorm. It is said that Harpas was unable to answer and was defeated because his actions were restricted by the Book of Wishes.

“…So I won the bet with Harpas and I called Lenny. I don’t know if you know this, but Lenny is the escort knight of Ka, or rather, the saint. “He’s my senior.”

“Lenny there?”

“It’s so hard to follow the story…”

“But isn’t it better than class?”

All students nodded.

Even if I tell you the story of the Amman saga, it will still be better than class. Then a coughing sound came from next to me. The professor didn’t try to show it, but he looked sad.

However, it is natural for students to dislike class.

“And then Leni ripped off Harpas’ head and returned together.”

“Uh, so how did that senior driver appear there?”

“Principal Merlin took me there.”

“Ah…”

“The story is over. “Don’t ask questions because they are annoying.”

I confidently walked behind Karina.

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“At this point, I’m confused as to whether I’m a guest lecturer or an escort driver.”

“Hehe, that’s how great John has done.”

“That’s right. There is no other human who has caught a devil other than John! “You’ve achieved a unique achievement, so it’s only natural to want to hear about it!”

I never thought I would be asked to tell sagas all day long.

Perhaps because it was a leisurely time before the end of the semester, the professors wanted to talk privately by asking me about my work in the West instead of leading the class.

They say my existence serves as a role model for students or something.

Thanks to this, I was now able to recite my saga through spinal reflex.

At this level, wouldn’t it be easier to gather everyone together and finish it all at once in the auditorium? With that thought in mind, I looked down at Karina, who was returning from class with a more relaxed expression than usual.

Maybe it was because her legs were better, but Karina was excited all day.

To be honest, I really liked it.

Because I knew better than anyone else how much pain Karina had suffered.

If you were happy in some way, that was enough.

“Walking home on my own like this makes my heart pound.”

Karina smiled flawlessly and brightly.

“Thank goodness.”

“Hehe, thanks to Johan.”

A smile is turned towards me. That alone made my heart beat wildly.

“…I just did what I had to do.”

The answer desperately squeezed out of her chest.

What did Karina think of my answer? She smiled mischievously like a child and turned her head to look at the sky.

It was two days left in first grade.