My Magic Tools Are Selling Too Well

5 – Genius undergraduate who sells magic tools (5)

Classes at the academy are conducted from 9:00 am to 5:00 pm, with a total of 8 optional lectures and course registration system, followed by additional lectures through night classes.

Unless it was the 3rd and 4th grade, which focused on full-scale practice, the timetable for the lower grades was wider than expected.

I took 6 subjects this semester, and made Mondays an empty class.

It was because I had to work at the alchemy store on weekdays anyway, so even if I made a public lecture on Friday, it didn’t mean much.

I thought I had a wise schedule, but on a honey-like Monday morning, I was called into the professor’s office.

“professor. No matter how much I think about it, this doesn’t seem like my job.”

He sighed as he looked at the pile of papers piled up in front of him.

In the middle of the room sat a woman with waist-length black hair and black eyes.

A sharp nose that contrasts with a slightly cold impression, and even glasses that exude an intelligent image.

She was so young and beautiful that the title of professor did not suit her.

If she is this beautiful, even people who are not interested in women would look back at least once.

It was my professor in charge of student teaching assistant, Lapuri Melline.

“Your job is right.”

Professor Meline said in a rather stiff tone.

However, having been watching Professor Melaine for over a month already, I knew that his tone was more finite than I thought.

Professor Meline liked the elite.

I liked people who were not just smart people, but people who were good at their work and produced more than 120% efficiency in their work.

And the way she expressed him was to take the job.

I’m probably being evaluated as an elite by her.

After learning that I could make potions, the amount of work that Professor Meline entrusted to me was increasing.

“Think again. I don’t think so.”

“right.”

“No, aren’t you hiring research assistants? This is what researchers do, no matter who sees it.”

It’s really unfortunate.

In my humble dream, there was no scenario where I became a researcher and died from overwork.

Professor Melaine smiled and looked at me.

“Did you not hear? This semester goes without a researcher.”

“yes?! why?”

What kind of thunderbolt is this?

I threw away the papers I was looking at and stood up.

This was news that poured cold water on my peaceful academy life.

Professor Meline answered slowly, not even moving from his seat.

“I didn’t apply separately because the work you were handling was enough. I still don’t understand why your nickname is lazy genius. You are so meticulous and sincere.”

“ah… … .”

That’s not me being sincere, Professor.

The student assistant who gives in to your words and works like a dog is sincere.

Unknowingly, I reached for a cigarette.

However, after realizing that this was the professor’s office, I was frustrated again.

“It’s not that I’m lazy, it’s that I sleep a lot… .”

In the end, the words that came out of his mouth were this level of rebellion.

I faced reality and sat back down.

And with a smile, he handled the paperwork.

In fact, even without a research assistant, the work she gave me was not that difficult.

Professor Melaine, who likes the elite, was himself an elite.

I handled most of the work myself and handed over only tasks that I could handle.

Although he seemed a bit like a single-minded general, he was a warm-hearted person as he had watched Professor Melaine for quite some time.

“professor. I’ve been curious about something before, can I ask?”

“I won’t.”

When I first heard Professor Meline’s name from the department head, I felt unfamiliar.

I had never seen the surname Melain, even in the newspapers, though I had little interest in aristocratic society.

“Professor, aren’t you an aristocrat from the kingdom of Denver?”

“hmm.”

The reason was simple.

It was because she was an aristocrat from the neighboring kingdom of Denver.

The Kingdom of Denver is a country located in the northwestern part of the continent, and the only country facing it is the Empire, so it is a country with a very high friendship with the Empire.

There was a lot of trade, and there were frequent academic and artistic exchanges.

For this reason, the percentage of students coming to study abroad at Afelice Imperial Academy was the highest in the Kingdom of Denver.

“But again, can’t the professor be considered a member of the academy? You graduated from the undergraduate school here, and you also came out of the research institute here.”

“hmm.”

This was a fact that Professor Meline himself had told me.

Her tone was stiff, but there were many times when she was secretly with her and she would tell funny stories.

Professor Meline and I exchanged conversations without taking our eyes off the papers.

Do masters and disciples look alike?

It was ambiguous to see her as my teacher, but we got to the point where we could talk while doing business.

“Then, when the gate opens and the demon war breaks out, which side will you be on? Denver Kingdom? Or Empire?”

At that question, Professor Melaine’s hand, which was going through the documents, stopped for a moment.

I also stopped what I was doing and looked at her.

and.

I feel it every time I see it, but it was really pretty.

Even if there are students who listen to her lectures because of her appearance, they will immediately agree.

She gathered her thoughts for a moment, then spoke sternly.

“The Demon War has nothing to do with nationality. It is literally a war between humans and demons. However, since my position is a professor at the academy, I will support the academy for student soldiers participating in the war.”

“Are there any diplomatic problems?”

“does not exist. Anyway, once the Daemon Alliance is formed, the command/control headquarters is usually the Empire. All kingdoms on the continent, including the Empire, are under the direction of the Command. Each individual participates in a different area, but the goal is the same, so there are no special problems.”

The Demon War is a transnational situation in which all humans and demons are at war.

Usually, an invasion gate opens once every 10 years, through which demons and monsters cross over the dimension.

A warrior’s job is diverse in peacetime.

Starting from knights who belong to the state, there are wizards and alchemists who mainly work on their own, adventurers who search for dungeons and special monsters, and there are also researchers and professors who work in academies.

However, when an exhibition like this occurs, all the warriors who are active in various places come together as one.

The reason for the hero’s existence is that he kills demons and monsters.

The most recent demon war was four years ago.

It was a war in which Beelzebub, the demon of gluttony among the seven great demon kings, descended and instilled fear on the continent.

The fierce and desperate war of the demons at the time ended with the victory of the humans.

Many people died and were injured, but despite this, humans recorded a feat of minimal damage among the previous demon wars.

Because the Allied forces held their defenses firmly, the Empire was also able to end the war almost without a hit.

In particular, the hero who made the greatest contribution to directly killing the demon king Beelzebub, ‘Ludgael Liquid’, was still called the strongest hero of the current continent even after a long time had passed.

“In the first place, the warriors who took on the position of alchemists do not stand on the front lines. Supply magic tools are mainly produced in the cove. That’s why I don’t care too much about camps.”

“ah. That’s it again.”

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Just producing magic tools is a great power in war, so alchemists receive materials during wartime to make supply magic tools.

Of course, this is the general case, and of course there are exceptions.

Special alchemists who create golems or chimeras and combat alchemists who practice direct combat by practicing alchemy magic for a long time stand at the forefront.

These are people who walk a really special path among alchemists, and it’s not something they want to do because they are classified as special talents.

It is more destructive than a normal alchemist, and creates more variables.

So the number was very small, and it was a valuable manpower from the point of view of the allied forces.

“Professor Bluecliffe sent me an official letter. About transferring you to the Faculty of Magic.”

Professor Melaine took off her glasses and said, as if she had finally finished her work today.

“Again? No, can the professor make such an overused official document?”

“I refused. Even our faculty can’t easily give away a genius who came out in a few years.”

“The professor is also great.”

This was already the third public notice.

One perseverance was really great.

In the first place, the Faculty of Alchemy wouldn’t let me go, but even if I got permission, it wouldn’t be that easy to have a criminal record.

Since it was the academy that went through all the tests for talent from the entrance ceremony and entered, it was a transfer to another faculty that was generally not allowed unless you had multiple talents or really special cases.

“Ugh, there’s only one left!”

“You worked hard.”

After talking with Professor Meline, I realized that there was only one document left to process.

If you finish this, today’s professor’s office is also an escape!

“professor. Can I ask one more question?”

“Um, I will allow it.”

“How old are you?”

… … .

At that moment, I felt the temperature in the room drop below zero.

My face, which had been smirking and laughing, also hardened together as if it had frozen.

‘f*cked… !’

Why did a question I didn’t normally ask suddenly pop up?

Excited, I threw out any questions that came to my mind.

You don’t have to continue the conversation!

I was resentful of this last document that had pulled the irreversible trigger.

Professor Meline’s cold voice came over the papers.

“Sacher.”

“yes yes!”

“Go to work.”

“yes!”

I started my work with a more tidy attitude than any research assistant.