Parallel World Academy

Episode 4 First day of admission. (2)

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The brief tour of Trinity Academy is over.

Because time was tight, I had to go back to class immediately after checking only the location of a place I would often visit.

The fact that this Trinity Academy was too big also contributed to the fact that it had no choice but to do so.

If it had been a regular school, it would have taken me less than 30 minutes to browse the campus.

Still, thanks to the map built into the cadet-only application linked to the serial card implanted in my body, commonly known as the ‘Toaka App’, I didn’t get lost.

This is the S-Class classroom.

He grabbed the doorknob with trembling hands.

However, I couldn’t even dare to open the door.

I was worried about whether I would be able to adapt well to this place.

After thinking about it for a while, I finally opened the door.

Inside the spacious lecture hall, guys who looked my age gathered together to form a group.

I thought that it would be too large a space to accommodate only ten people, but considering the area owned by Trinity Academy, I think that this space can be handed over to talented people who will lead the future. heard this

There was a sense of emptiness due to the remaining space.

No, it wasn’t because of that feeling of emptiness for some reason.

This was due to the lack of one person.

Beatrix Baldek, she wasn’t there.

where did he go

We even read the oath together.

Aren’t you supposed to be lost?

Getting lost in a building with an app that even provides GPS may sound absurd, but it was quite possible.

Because Beatrix was known as a recognizable fool in the play.

Moreover, since the internal structure of Trinity Academy was quite complex, the possibility that it was really lost could not be completely ruled out.

At first, I thought about whether to go looking for her, but I decided to put that thought aside.

Because Beatrix and I had nothing to do with each other.

You’ll be fine, you know.

There was no story about getting lost in the original story.

So, let’s skip the story about Beatrix and think about the atmosphere here.

When you say the first day of the first semester of the first year, what kind of atmosphere comes to mind first?

awkwardness? tension? If not, what are your expectations?

that’s all right

However, this was not the case here.

Because everyone here already knows each other.

I know what I’m going to do in the future.

Because of that, the freshness that can only be felt in the new semester was not here.

Of course, there was no such thing as a skeptical greeting that I had a new friend, and it was all about tearing up my eyes for a moment.

There were a lot of guys who didn’t even care.

They are busy gathering around the guys who have already set up their seats and talking about each other, so unfortunately it was difficult to find a kind guy enough to pay attention to a guy he’s just met for the first time.

Even Chun Hyeon-woo, whom I talked to before, didn’t seem to be interested in me and didn’t think of leaving his group.

So, there was only one thing I could do.

Roughly sitting in an empty seat nearby and eavesdropping on their stories.

After killing time like that for a while, the front door of the classroom opened.

“Attention, everyone, sit down.”

“”yes.””

said the red-eyed man.

No matter how much you looked at them, they didn’t seem like they were obedient and obedient, but strangely, they followed the man’s orders.

Did I feel a difference in the level that I couldn’t feel at all?

Anyway, just as everyone sat up straight and waited for the next person to come, someone came in through the back door.

It’s finally here.

The guy who is in charge of the S-class thinking group and heresy.

Yet another protagonist of this novel who will be reborn as the strongest in the future.

Beatrix Baldek was entering the classroom late.

“I’m sorry!”

It seemed that he was aware that he was late, so he rushed to his seat and sat down.

I also forgot to apologize.

Because of his lively voice, it didn’t feel like there was sincerity.

“Okay, let me introduce myself first. My name is Vincent Miller, and I am a professor who will be in charge of you for the next year. I’m counting on you.”

It was a pretty brief self-introduction, but in fact, he’s not an ordinary person enough to be able to introduce himself this short.

Vincent is a U-Level Awakener.

In the past, I have a career that worked as a hero in the first line.

There was no denying that he was a great being.

He was someone I never wanted to be my teacher.

Because they seriously lacked qualifications as an educator.

How can this person whose main job is to spread and sleep be called an exemplary teacher?

“Can I ask you a question, Professor?”

“No, don’t do it.”

As such, the way he was able to stand on the pulpit, who did not fit the position of a professor no matter how much he looked at, was due to the way the organization called Trinity Academy was operated.

A typical corrupt group of parachutists, who has to deal with unresolved problems on their own.

Fortunately, parachute hiring was never a big topic of discussion.

More than 80% of the people working in this academy were legends when they were active, so even if you connect them through your personal network, only people with similar skills will come in.

However, the management of the makgapa in the form of “whatever happens” often came up as a hot topic.

It is difficult for anyone to see that this is a normal solution.

Nevertheless, the power of money plays a very large part in the fact that no major problems have occurred so far.

Everyone knows that there’s no problem that can’t be solved if you treat it like money.

This does not mean, however, that Trinity Academy is a rotten organization from its roots.

Because I don’t do mean things like bribes or lobbying.

It just meant that he genuinely liked Don Jiral.

That doesn’t mean it’s necessarily bad.

There’s no reason to go round and round about the easiest and fastest solution.

“Ask after listening to all the instructions. Most of it must have been boring, but this time, there are high school cadets, so I will deliver it again.”

Vincent said with a sullen expression.

The faces of the listeners were also the same.

Well, since this must be the story I’ve heard hundreds of times, it was only natural that I wasn’t interested.

However, some cadets were still listening to Vincent.

“First, within Trinity Academy, the use of ideological power is prohibited. Except for permitted spaces. Do you have any questions?”

“What if I use it? Do you get any punishment?”

Naturally, the questioner was Beatrix.

The rest of them already knew what the cost of use was.

“There will be no punishment or anything. Serial cards are limiting your thinking power anyway. If you don’t believe it, try your abilities.”

“Are you writing? It’s like it’s not being written.”

A small turquoise object in the shape of a grain of rice appeared on Beatrix’s hand.

You might ask where the mint-flavored sunflower chocolate balls came from all of a sudden, but fortunately, it’s not such a terrifying thing.

It was created with Beatrix’s ideological power.

You might think that the ability to create something like that is so great that you can become the strongest, but it is by no means such an insignificant ability.

The essence of that ability is the ability to create anything you want at will.

The reason the color is that color is because the things she creates are always supposed to be turquoise.

Why is she wasting such great powers in such a place, it’s simply because she likes to eat.

Low intelligence also played a part in it.

She shoved it into her mouth as if for granted.

“It would be convenient to think of that as the limit set by the academy. If you want to use it properly, you can use it, but if you do, the lightning from the serial card will burn you out, so don’t try to break the limit for nothing.”

It may sound like an over-control, but in reality, this was very tolerant.

Imagine there are mutants from the X-Men series all over the place, and they roam the streets without any restrictions.

Some shoot laser beams from their eyes, some blow metal balls… .

There will be no other hell like hell.

Therefore, the rules set by Trinity Academy were merely procedures necessary to maintain order.

Because no one wants such a disaster to happen.

Of course, control was necessary even if we approached it from a practical point of view rather than a moral point of view.

If the cadets had an accident, Trinity Academy had to take full responsibility for it.

With this in mind, it was natural for the Academy to have no choice but to fight back.

“I believe everyone understands the first warning, so let me tell you about the second. There is a minimum passing score in our academy, and if the grade is lower than this, we will be demoted to a lower class. Keep in mind that if you have no more classes to drop in or if you are relegated more than once, you will be expelled from the academy.”

A sigh came out naturally at Vincent’s words.

No one showed an extreme reaction like me, but most of them had a similar expression to mine.

It was a topic that anyone could not help but be nervous about.

I’m really worried.

One of the superpowers he has is all he has to do is to create a few threads.

The other two don’t even know what their abilities are.

Will I be able to survive without being expelled from this place with only one ability?

It’s probably impossible.

“Third, it doesn’t matter now whether you were poor or rich. Because only ‘credits’ are used as currency in Trinity Academy. There are credits that are paid on a regular basis every month, and additional payments may be made based on your grades and behavior.”

This was still a good thing for me.

As a penniless beggar who didn’t even have money to buy food, it meant that I had an income.

Of course, all I could get was the base credits, but that was good.

Whatever it is, it will be much better than the days when we were living on cup noodles.

“So, you’re saying that you can’t use any money outside the box, whether it’s dollars or euros?”

This question was also Beatrix.

“I understand correctly.”

“This is not a little… .”

Hearing the answer, Beatrix looked very disappointed.

just don’t do it

Because she came from a famous noble family, the Baldek family.

It seemed natural to feel sorry for suddenly giving up on the luxury that was taken for granted.

In terms of the degree of disappointment, it will never reach the level of a child or a child.

Because Aina is the next head of the family.

She was of a different class from Beatrix, who was only the second daughter of a moderately decent family.

Nevertheless, Aina did not utter a single word of complaint.

He was just staring straight ahead.

There are several stories behind her being able to maintain such a detached attitude.

First of all, Aina was the owner of a cautious personality, far from the Beatrix-like personality that stopped her from saying anything.

Because he had already taken the elementary and middle school courses within Trinity Academy, he must have been aware of the existence of this culture.

Other than that, the old-fashioned education of the Mitsuru family, which is known for being strict, must have been a factor.

“The caveat is that this is the end. Do you have any questions?”

Beatrix still looked like she had a pile of questions on her face, but she didn’t ask any further questions, as unspoken pressures were pouring on her here and there to shut up.

“If not, let’s just go. So I hope you all have a great day.”

Vincent, who delivered only some really basic precautions, left the classroom without even speaking a word.

It has nothing to do with the novel.

Even in the original, he was a character who was portrayed as having a my-paced temperament.

The other cadets had no way of knowing about it, so they were only making stupid faces.

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