Became a Myth Class Professor at the Academy

16. Practice (1)

“What the hell are they learning?”

“So, why do you keep telling me to just get down and die?”

It was a strange phenomenon.

The best elites of the Grasco Battle Faculty were, for some reason, the basics of the basics, no, they were just slashing down, which was empty even to call them basics.

An instinctive swing that even a newborn baby could do if he held a sword.

But they were wielding it seriously, as if it were some kind of sacrificial swordsmanship.

When someone asked a question, the answer they got was even more speculative.

‘Have you ever seen a ‘real’ cut down? I… … I saw.’

That sad expression

‘Cut down, cut down, cut down, what’s the real fake?’

However, the conversation did not progress beyond that, so I did not know at all.

Fortunately, the question was answered by Professor John Mitchern.

“You guys, what are you doing now?”

“Ah, that… … .”

“What? Is that Professor Lucas’ sword?”

“It was a perfect cut down. We want to reach that sword… … .”

“If the cut down was perfect, cut down. I thought this was a collection of aces, but they were running a swordsmanship kindergarten.”

A smirk appeared on the professor’s lips.

Laughter leaked out among the other students as well.

“Then yes, there was a reason Professor Lucas didn’t select Jessie-kun! Ha ha ha!”

The other students seemed to agree to some extent. Except for those who listened to Lucas’ lecture, the atmosphere became friendly.

Jesse Athlon’s face was not bright.

‘Shit idiots.’

Only Jesse, who had experienced how many monsters were gathered in that lecture, could understand the true meaning behind that abnormal behavior.

No, they will feel it a little too.

So, that’s the ‘new grape phenomenon’.

It is a self-rationalization of the unreachable.

Jesse was just annoyed by all of this.

* * *

＜Notice of ‘All About Combat’ Lecture>

Shout out to the students all about battle.

I would like to have a practice at the ＜Kylon Pavilion> next week, so please notify the teaching assistant if you are attending.

-Contents: Real-world simulation to improve combat proficiency

-Date: X month XX, XXXX

-Eligibility: Limited to ‘All About Combat’ students

-Application: Accepted by March XX (Tactical Researcher List)

– You must bring your own weapons.

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ruined.

I wanted to live as if there were none, without encountering Lit as much as possible, but the setting I wrote held my back.

The setting is ‘a teaching assistant is absolutely necessary’.

At the time, it was cool and put together. It’s just because they saw graduate students suffering under the care of professors (?) as a kind of meme. Even in a fantasy world, graduate students suffer from professors, in order to express such realism.

… … I am receiving that sin so sweetly now.

Inevitably, there will be situations where you have to work with Lit.

There is no need for a retrieval when ‘only’ the thesis is considered.

It’s a commentary, a quote, and it’s all fiction coming out of my head.

But the real job was different.

There were things that had to be dealt with through the teaching assistant, and there were things that had to be prepared with the teaching assistant. In particular, as we approach the practice season this time, the presence of the teaching assistant has become more prominent, and we have to face it all day.

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Moreover, like real graduate students, I have to prepare my thesis, so I have to stick with my advisor while I go to work.

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My damn past self.

Thanks to you, I’m tired of preparing for lectures, worrying about reading, and spending the whole day on my nerves, to the point of dying of exhaustion.

I don’t digest well, and I feel like I’m going to get sick from this or that. Of course, that won’t happen because of the daily reward Super Recovery.

Anyway, my assistant was only Rit, so naturally, I had to deal with a lot more than the assistants of other professors.

I was on the verge of dying.

“You can go to work first.”

“Oh, no, Professor. How am I going to get off work first? I don’t care. I will make a copy of this.”

Even if you tell me to go first, it’s just annoying to say that I won’t go.

Fortunately, it was only when Ritt was away like this that he could let his mind loose and feel at ease.

‘I can’t sleep because I’m a demon… … It’s me, though.’

Sometimes, if I put my mind to work and work, the days often change without realizing it. Whether it’s me or not, my body wakes up at 5 in the morning, and it’s because I have a super recovery, but what about him?

I don’t go to work, I don’t sleep, I’m worried I’m going to die.

… … of course i

Why, there are not many such stories on the Internet.

Such a dizzying writing in which a graduate student suffering from lack of sleep and overwork confesses that he wants to kill the professor. The scream that I thought I was going to be a graduate student, but I feel like I’m going to turn into a demon.

At the time, I laughed it off, but now I can’t let it go with a smile.

Now I’m in the professor’s position.

And my assistant is a real demon… … .

* * *

“Gee, what did you say now?”

“Didn’t you hear it right? Lucas, make him fall in love.”

“That, but… … .”

Ritt doubted his ears.

To deceive Lucas.

Isn’t that close to impossible?

“You are also a clan of dreamers. Illusion magic is not difficult.”

“But I am a mongrel. It’s a hybrid, not pure blood. He doesn’t even have such a great magic trick in the first place. Please take the order.”

Lit fell down and prayed.

But the existence was only smiling.

‘Oops.’

It had already been decided.

That’s just a notice.

They… … to give up on yourself

“I prepared a spirit to dramatically increase the success rate of illusion magic. It was given to me by the Queen of Dreams, so the effect must be correct.”

… … is not it?

If it is the spirit bestowed directly by the Queen of Dreams, the stats of all the Dreamers can be raised by more than 3 times.

Of course, because he is a hybrid, he only benefits from illusionism.

“What is it? Wouldn’t this be worth a try?”

Isn’t there a choice anyway?

“Do your best… … I will do my best.”

“Good.”

However, even with the spirit of the Queen of Dreams, it cannot be easily guaranteed for a strong person like Lucas.

I had to be fully prepared.

From that day on, Lit prepared for the magic trick while Lucas was away. little by little, little by little. so small that you can’t even notice it.

A magic circle was drawn centered on Lucas’ seat, and a medium was installed on each axis.

Then, he breathed the magic of the Queen of Dreams into the magic circle and synchronized it with his own magical power.

This completes the preparation.

But I couldn’t try to deceive you hastily.

If you fail, the only cost is death.

Lit watched the opportunity and waited for the right opportunity.

Finally, a suitable opportunity for practice has arrived.

The preparation gave me a glimpse of the opportunity all day long.

An uncomfortable feeling that squeezed his soul engulfed Lit, but he had to endure it.

Failure is only death.

After holding my breath for a long time and looking for an opportunity-

Finally, the time has come.

“There, Professor.”

With all the requirements, Lit called Lucas.

Now, if you just make eye contact, the magic of illusion is a success.

* * *

“There, Professor.”

Lit called me.

But at that moment.

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Embarrassment followed with overwhelming gratitude.

‘Oh, you can give it to me at once. You must have been bothered.’

It wasn’t bad because it felt like the number of sponsorships had increased to 10, but I was also worried that it might have been a hassle.

In the midst of unnecessary worries, Ritt’s appearance is seen through the translucent notification window.

It was also incredibly disappointing.

‘Don’t get excited. I’m in front of an evil demon right now. It’s not strange when torn to death. Calm down. Wake!’

I quickly turned off the notification window and asked in a kind and friendly tone so as not to offend as much as possible.

“Are you done?”

If it’s less, I’ll have to help.

* * *

‘Okay, okay?’

The magic circle worked properly.

At this level, it can be guaranteed that even high-level demons will be enthralled.

Lit raised her magic and met Lucas’ eyes.

There was a glimmer of embarrassment in his eyes.

It was a very slight change in expression, but Lit could see it at once.

‘Yes, that’s it!’

Lit sensed success and smiled triumphantly.

But for a while.

‘Something is strange… ?’

Litt’s face, which sensed something strange, gradually hardened.

‘Boo, must the illusion magic have been properly applied?’

As if denying Ritt’s confidence, Lucas’ pupils moved.

When those cold eyes touched, Lit couldn’t even move. Fear of the instinct unit tightened his body.

‘Oh, no. He must have had a magic spell. Right now, I’m dwarfed by that racial trait. Now he’s my faithful servant… … .’

However.

“Are you done?”

As if to ask if the prepared masterpiece was up to here, even a light sculpture was laid on it.

Lit had goosebumps all over her body.

The existence in front of me that has casually destroyed a trap that even high-ranking demons would have been hit with is too much,

I was afraid.