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I slowly looked at him from the top of his feet to the top of his head.
Martin, who had a stocky, slim physique and long, delicate fingers, looked like a true soldier when he was holding a sword, but now that he was wearing an apron, he looked like a typical French chef.
“Does it suit you well?”
“haha.”
A guy who just laughs.
“however? “Why don’t you do it?”
Martin smiled and answered.
“You know it won’t work.”
“what.”
“The only heir to a military family that has served as general for generations. A glorious and frustrating position. Since his older brother died, all the expectations of the family elders have been placed on me. We cannot betray their expectations. If my brother had known that I would become that kind of chef, he wouldn’t have saved me. “Many people in the family still think it would have been better if I had died instead of my brother.”
Martin, who was pouring out self-criticism that bordered on self-torture, continued talking as if he was trying to convince me.
“If a descendant of the general who ruled the northern and southern lands with a sword held up a sword and chopped off a chicken’s head, the whole world would laugh at me. The only sword I hold is to protect my master. Cooking, etc… There’s no way I can do it.”
“Something like cooking.”
I hit Martin on the forehead with the ladle I was using to stir-fry meat.
“Ugh!”
“You are deluding yourself.”
The holy relics of suffering see emotions.
human emotions.
Every time it gets too intense and I can’t hide it, it leaks out and fills my eyes with color.
Martin was very happy whenever he grew up through Bimou. He was a warrior who appreciated the promotion of martial arts, and he was also very ambitious, so he was the student with the best attitude in class from his first class until now.
But when making things like stir-fried meat sauce in an old kitchen.
From the passionate attitude he showed when learning to cook from me.
The guy showed a side he had never shown before.
I was confused, but I knew.
He is happiest when he cooks.
“You can do both.”
“yes?”
“The general who cooks, decapitates enemy soldiers during the day, and decapitates chickens at night. Are you okay?”
Martin thought I was joking and laughed haha. But as he looked at my hard expression, his expression gradually hardened.
“Are you serious?”
Martin is embarrassed when he nods.
“What…” … .”
“How can you become the general you want to be? Are you appointed as general from the beginning and serve the king?”
“… no. In order to become a general, you must first start with life as a military officer.”
“But since you come from a good family, it will happen soon, right?”
“It’s not that easy. A general is someone who is at the pinnacle of the kingdom’s defense, and only those who have proven themselves to be in charge of the general’s position, transcending power relationships, can raise the flag of war.”
“Proof, then how did the previous generals prove themselves?”
Martin was puzzled by my continued questions, but kindly explained them.
“that… I heard that most of them gained experience in the outside world. He sometimes sends troops to other countries to build up his track record as a military officer. It is said that General Kasisma, the famous ‘Banner of Paul the Great’, helped Kunkan’s ‘Knight of the Lake’ who was caught up in the Great Demon War and led the war to victory.”
As Martin was explaining, his eyes widened and his voice rose as if he had realized something interesting.
“Now that I think about it, the professor said that you also have a connection with the Knight of the Lake. Haha, if I am dispatched to his knighthood as a military officer, will I end up following General Kasisma’s path?”
“no. “My father is old.”
“father… … ?”
“He is the father of spiritualists.”
“Ah yes.”
Martin is a coveted talent.
The other six students each had their own distinct goals. Even if the search for the devil is over and I step down from my professorship and the Department of Mathematics is closed, they will have no reason to follow me. But not Martin. ‘Caracal’ is a great commander. Even though he was from the village of Van Ein Kal Vein, he served as the captain of the guards at Quartz Castle and showed skillful commanding ability. But he is not a professional soldier. He was a man who did not know war.
“Then shouldn’t you just prove it?”
“yes?”
“Join the Knights, cook, and achieve achievements. If you are a talented person who will be appointed as a general with outstanding skills, it won’t matter whether you cook or turn on Byella, right?”
“… Which knightly order would hire a military officer who cooks? Ultimately, cooking only becomes valuable when someone eats it. It’s better not to cook while hiding like now. Because it’s trivial. “Compared to the general’s ambition, a chef’s dream is nothing.”
Tsk-
I picked up the ladle again. Martin flinched and took a step back.
I clicked my tongue and passed him by, scooping up the stir-fried meat.
“You’re setting your value too low.”
Your martial arts skills are outstanding, but you’re also good at cooking?
Also, are you a psychic?
“He is not just a military officer who cooks, but a military officer who is a spiritualist who also knows how to cook.”
“I don’t want to be a foster soldier. Take the lead in battle, protect your allies and punish your enemies… … .”
“A soldier who punishes and cooks meals for his allies during meal time? “I’m busy, I’m busy.”
“That’s not it… … .”
“If you’re confused about what you want to become, take the opportunity first, idiot.”
I got to the point with Martin.
“Do you know the Starfall Knights?”
“Starfall, isn’t it a famous knighthood?”
“What is it famous for?”
“There is no one who does not know about demon-slaying knights, not even in the Imperial Knights or on the Western Continent.”
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“okay. “I heard that the Knights Templar is looking for a ‘military officer who is good at cooking.’”
“yes? Is that possible? A ‘military officer who is good at cooking’ is not a common person… … .”
“Don’t you believe it?”
“It’s not a matter of faith, it’s so absurd… … .”
“I guarantee it. Are you sure. The Starfall Knights are good at cooking… “I want you.”
This time, it was Martin who thought it was a joke and laughed.
“I really hope so. Knights of Starfall, yes. “A knighthood of that caliber is an excellent knighthood for taking the first steps toward becoming a general.”
“There is no softness.”
“… yes?”
Just then, a woman carrying a bunch of vegetables came in from the back door connected to the garden.
The lady spoke to us with a frown on her face.
“Why does it take so long to make stir-fried meat?”
As I left the galley, I added a word to Martin.
“I’ll teach you more recipes. “From now on, I will adjust it to my taste.”
Martin seemed to have no idea.
* * *
After confessing the pain of the past, there were cases where students came to me for counseling about their concerns.
Hugo arrived early in the classroom before the early morning class started.
It seemed like he had some business to do with me.
“Professor, how are you so strong?”
Hugo’s first words as he stood in front of me were flattery.
I shrugged. What should I answer? By their standards, I’m definitely a strong person that can’t be reached. But in the end I… The targets of comparison are so damn monsters that I still don’t recognize myself as ‘strong’.
“You must have overcome difficulties and adversities that I don’t know about.”
“huh? Well, that’s right.”
“May I ask how you overcame it?”
Overcome.
Memories from my past life come to mind. The searchers who spent two nights in the monster’s intestines lost more than sixty comrades in the mission. He lived to the end, lived in a ruined world, met a death he could not remember, and when he came to his senses, he became the youngest Confucius of Reinberg in this world. There are also brothers and sisters who destroyed the Earth (they insist that they did not).
This life is just as difficult.
Daa?
When I looked at Dalbi, he tilted his head.
Except living on the South Island.
Quite a lot has happened in the past year and a half.
Survived so far.
So, you call it overcoming?
“I guess something happens in life?”
“… somehow. Is that so. “I don’t know, Master.”
Since Hugo learned swordsmanship, he has always called me Master.
“I wish I could be a free person like you, professor.”
Hugo did not have the face of a boy from the beginning. This guy has a big burden on his shoulders. It’s all the same reason why he wanted to quit the martial arts department before I showed my strength, why he often started fights after enrolling, and why he called me ‘master’ and stubbornly wanted to learn swordsmanship.
I found out about Hugo’s situation the other day.
The only heir to the Margrave.
The old margrave never knows when he will fall.
“Usually those who want freedom are those who long for giving up. “You feel the pressure, Hugo.”
“Yes, I won’t hide it from Master. The sole successor of Silaren, the steel family that protects the Sternil Kingdom from demi-humans and monsters. But will I be able to follow in my father’s footsteps and protect the kingdom from ‘those’? Do I really have the qualifications to become a guardian? “I don’t know.”
Counseling on concerns is the role of the teacher.
But students do not open their hearts to just any teacher.
It was surprising that Hugo would consult with me, but I can’t help but wonder how much he thought about it before coming to the classroom. I understood his feelings well.
“The burden you carry is so burdensome that you think you will never be able to bear it.”
“I don’t even know if I can handle it. It feels like I’m swimming in a dark river. “I can’t see the bottom, the river is cold and scary, but I can’t see the end.”
“okay. “It’s wrinkled in front of the chrysalis.”
“… yes?”
“Your burden is not even a burden. “You bastard.”
“Master?”
“Have you tried anything to save the world?”
Hugo was quite taken aback by my changed attitude.
No matter how much I think about it, I can’t play the role of a caring ‘gift’. There’s no way that would happen.
“Don’t be scared.”
He got up from his seat and walked out of the classroom, shouting to Hugo.
“Don’t worry about a future that hasn’t arrived yet, so move your body. This is a special class. “I’ll push you so hard that you don’t even have enough stamina to worry about unnecessary things.”
It’s so funny that I say this.
This is a loser who has been stuck for 4 years because he worries too much.
Hugo couldn’t find the answer he wanted after the consultation, but I kept what I said.
Hugo was trained without any stamina left to worry about, and even though his body was worn out, his expression was brighter than before.
maybe.
* * *
“The softie is gone, Professor!”
The two guys ran into the classroom as soon as the regular class period ended.
Medellin called me with an urgent voice, but May followed Medellin with a sullen expression.
“what?”
“Please find me a softie!”
There was no softie or puppy Yeongsu by Medellin’s side. The disappearance of a spiritual magician’s spiritual spirit is usually not due to the magician’s will. When she looked at Dalby as an example, she wondered if Mederin had made an irreparable mistake with Malang and ran away. Well, it will come back on its own in about half a day.
“He ran away.”
“yes? Is it soft? why!”
“Not me? “What did you do?”
“just… just… … .”
Medellin hid his left hand behind his waist. The guy was holding her necklace. This is a dog collar with the name ‘Marang’ engraved on it. Are you trying to put a necklace on Youngsu? It’s worth running away because your pride is hurt.
“Why am I looking for your spirit? go away. “If you can’t find it by dawn, don’t even think about coming to class.”
“Yes, professor. “Even though my beloved student asked me to?”
The guy who ran away twice.
“I’m worried about Malang. What would have happened to her… Not long ago, there was a demon attack… Devil, devil? ah! You could really get eaten! OMG!”
I’m sure you didn’t think much of it while coming here.
Medellin was really worried about the sudden thought of the devil.
Seeing Medellin crying, I sighed and got up. I need to hang out with you for a while.
“I get it.”
As I left the classroom, May followed me.
I turned around, looked at May, and raised the corners of my mouth as if mocking her.
“Are you looking for it together?”
“yes.”
“You seem more like a nanny than a friend.”
“Tsk.”
May bit her lip in exasperation.
fantasy,
