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Time cannot be evidence of growth.
Not all old people with gray hair are wise people who have realized the truth of the world.
Ignorant people wasted their time even as they got older, and many people without will had little experience. If it were possible to put a price on age, there are many people who are far worse off than the years their bodies have spent. Of course, this is not something I would say after wasting four years.
However, there are many who have become deeper and stronger as time has passed. Skilled skills reside in an aging body, and countless knowledge is stored in a dull mind. In that respect, Old Man Moth was a person who learned many things over a long period of time.
“I heard that you are training young spiritualists.”
Old Man Moth showed interest in Musenion’s young spiritualist.
“yes. Well, I ended up becoming a professor of mathematics at Musenion.”
“How many people do you teach?”
“seven. “If you look at Kunkan’s age, they’re all guys who just got out of their teens.”
“Hmm, I heard that Musenion is crowded with young people from all over the world, but there are only seven of them?”
It was an elderly moth with a disapproving expression. I answered with a shrug.
“You know, right? How precious spiritualists are. Even in Musenion, there were only seven people who could be defeated.”
“Hey, that’s too bad. “The seven young juniors are probably people with ‘precious births,’ right?”
“one person… “Except?”
“As expected, we weren’t able to excavate properly.”
His years were filled with information and knowledge that I did not know. The old moth explained in a confident voice. He has spent many years with many spiritualists, including his father. He said that most spiritual practitioners were people who were considered ‘mean in the world.’ He himself was the son of a chimney sweep, and like the Duke of Reinberg, he was a farmer.
I found it interesting and asked back.
“Why is that like that? Does Youngsoo even sympathize with the poor? Oh, I’m not saying his grandfather was like that… … .”
“haha-”
He said, smiling cheerfully.
“okay. If spirit beasts are really beasts of nature, nature might take pity on humans and send an agent. “Do you mind if we talk about old times for a moment?”
“There is nothing more interesting than the old stories told by grandfather.”
“Good. I am thankful that there is someone who listens to the old man’s rumblings. This was long before Confucius was even born. In the era of demonic infestation that began before the Great War, every day was hell for the lowly. “I met this guy back in the day when his father was eaten by the monster down the chimney.”
One day, while the old man was helping his father sweep the chimney, he was attacked by a man disguised as the owner of the house and was almost killed. His father was brutally eaten, but he survived. It was thanks to a giant moth made of gray powder that appeared at some point.
“I thought he saved me. But as time passed, and my wrinkles became as numerous as the rings of an old tree in the mountain behind me, I realized I was different. It wasn’t. It was me who saved him, not him. I saved him. No, he saved me too, so we saved each other. It’s not that the spirits sympathize with humans. Confucius. A spiritualist as strong as you would know. I feel like Youngsoo is ‘encouraging’ me. Please fight back. “Tear that vile, evil devil to pieces.”
I sympathized with what the old man said. Her extreme impulses at Mel Karan were related to Dalby’s anger. I hate the devil. They regard it as an enemy that must be killed. However, it could not be said that Dalbi had nothing to do with it.
Devil and spirit beast.
Injuries that seven students received ‘from the devil’ in the past.
Daa!
When I looked up, it was Dalby glaring at me with a bold expression as if he was asking, ‘What should I do?’
The connection with this guy was also related to the devil.
I saved the guy who was trapped in the devil’s stomach.
“I was tired of endless hunting and chose to retire. But she soon came back. It’s not just because of your father’s persuasion. It’s not over yet. Grease your creaky joints, wake up and fight the devil, this guy… I whispered. Continue. I have a sense of duty, yes. I feel a sense of duty. “You have to pay for your sins of surviving until now.”
Old Man Moth said that a spiritualist would live a short life. Most of the spiritualists he had known since childhood are dead. He said that no spiritualist has lived as long as he has. The old man was feeling a sense of ‘guilt’ that I hated very much. Regret for being alive, guilt for leaving many people behind.
“You have business for me.”
“For those who are still dying.”
Old Man Moth got to the point.
“I was wondering if an old man’s worn-out sense of responsibility might be of help.”
What he wants.
“Only the lowly understand the hardships of the lowly. Even if a learning center for spiritualists is created in Musenion, it won’t mean much at this point. How would young juniors who are eaten by demons in street shantytowns or brothels without even being able to fully utilize their spiritual powers know about Academy Musenion on a distant southern island?”
The eyes, hidden by wrinkles, were so bright that they sparkled with firearms.
“I want to help. I want to tell my younger colleagues everything I know. “I’m not talking about how to fight, but how to live.”
Musenion’s Department of Numerology.
maybe.
This department will soon disappear without me.
Old Man Moth is the spiritual leader of the Starfall Knights, and his departure would be a great loss.
But if you think about the spiritualists he will train, it is not a losing business.
He has lived with Youngsu for over sixty years and has accumulated countless experiences. He is best suited to a professor who can truly nurture a spiritualist, rather than a ‘noob’ like me.
“I’ll tell the dean.”
“Thank you.”
“you’re welcome. professor.”
“haha. That’s really nice to hear. “Much better than my grandfather.”
* * *
After a short vacation.
Musenion’s new semester has begun.
Although the English Language and Mathematics Department has been promoted to a formal class, the classrooms are still empty. Six students, excluding Lily, would join regular classes from now on, but there was no change in class content except for the difference between day and dawn.
“Are you a transfer student? Anyway, let me introduce the new students. “These are ‘classmates’ who will be staying together from now on.”
But it’s different from today.
This is the day when those who have completed the admission process finally arrive.
The six students of the English Language and Sciences Department were wide-eyed at hearing this unexpected news for the first time in their lives. These are satisfied expressions. I deliberately didn’t tell you about the transfer student because I thought it would be fun.
“come in.”
thud-
Six ‘students’ loudly opened the front door of the classroom and strode in.
These are the guys I choose, but their faces are scary.
“female! nice to meet you! My name is Kajuwea! His specialty is flying, his hobby is falling from high places, and he is 15 years old. From… it is a secret!”
The beginning is Kajuwea. Even though I didn’t ask him to introduce himself, he started chattering.
Kazuwea appeared with his school uniform sweater on his back like a cape and his purple hair permed, which is popular these days in the royal capital. She seemed to have a student-like way of speaking, but she was extremely awkward.
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Kya-!
Wow-!
Kazuwea’s spirit beast, the flying squirrel, greeted the spirit beasts with a bold gesture, resembling a magician. The Malang barks loudly. Youngsu’s emotions resemble those of a magician. It seemed that Medellin was displeased with Kajuwea.
Aside from Kazuwea, the others kept their mouths shut. Now that things have come to this, I’m thinking of asking everyone to introduce themselves.
“What are you doing? “No introduction.”
When Gowoon noticed, he walked out awkwardly.
“This is Solgar Gown. I’m from the Kunkan Empire, uh… hmm. “Let’s set the age as fifteen.”
His remarks had a huge impact. He is proud that Solgar’s blood flows in his veins. I expected it, but they really aren’t hiding their identity. The problem is that the cadets here at the Musenion Knight Department hate Solgar ‘very much’.
In particular, Hugo’s gaze became harsh. He is a guy who was blatantly discriminated against and ignored by instructor Solgar.
“Consider it an honor to have met the bloodline of the red pillar of the empire, the great swordsman Solgar.”
Goun was probably a genius in swordsmanship that was second to none among his peers, but his personality was somewhat eccentric. The more Goun, unable to read the mood, talked about Solgar, the colder the atmosphere in the classroom became.
“Ho Ho.”
Someone came forward to make the awkward atmosphere even more awkward.
Was it an unreasonable number?
The Starfall Knights call her ‘Bat Lady’. Of course, no idiot calls her nickname in front of her. Her name is Miko, and she is a veiled woman whose last name and origin are unknown. Although she appears to be in her early twenties, she is rumored to be ‘similarly old’ to her father.
Although the spiritualist looks younger than his age, Miko is a fraud.
However, the aura emanating from his seniority could not be stopped.
“nice to meet you. ‘To all my classmates,’ my name is Miko. Ho Ho.”
No one could argue with her age. This is because she gave off a coercive vibe, as if she knew and had to pretend not to know.
“Hehe.”
Miko pursed her red lips and winked at me. This situation seemed very interesting.
The vanguard twins briefly greeted each other in turn. Finally, it was the frog psychic’s turn to say hello, but he hesitated and stuttered in a crawling voice.
“jeon… eww. word… “I don’t want to do it.”
McRaney is the youngest of the spiritualists. Now only ten years old. During the last demon extermination, the Starfall Knights rescued and brought in the guy who was trapped in the castle of Baron Camouflage. I don’t know if it’s because of the shock of losing his family at a young age, or if it’s his original personality, but he is a very timid child.
“That guy’s name is MacLani. As you can see, I treat him well because he is my younger brother. then.”
I spoke to six students.
“Any questions?”
Hugo raised his hand first.
“I never heard of any new students.”
“Because I didn’t tell you.”
“If we keep pace, the curriculum will become distorted.”
“There was nothing like that from the beginning?”
Hugo was not the only student who was dissatisfied.
Medellin next asked a question in a dissatisfied voice.
“These are students I haven’t seen in Musenion?”
“I came from abroad.”
“I guess some of them are not spiritualists?”
Goun and the two leaders are not spiritualists.
Since the students could see Yeongsoo, they couldn’t hide it.
“It’s for demonstration purposes only. Since it is a regular class, should we increase the number of students?”
“It’s bad attire! sweater!”
“You can wear whatever you want in my class.”
“That person… “Are you a student?”
“Miko, you’re a student, right?”
“sure. Ho Ho.”
When I asked him to ask a question, he complained.
These guys are really cute.
I’m jealous, I’m being honest.
“stop. I’m busy with personal activities for the time being, so you guys can conduct the class among yourselves. Martin!”
“yes! “Master.”
“Refer to the training plan and guide yourself. Are you saying that being a commander is a dream? “You can do it, right?”
“yes? ah… You can do it, but… … .”
“good. It’s a chance to get to know each other, right? Let’s get along. haha.”
* * *
two days later.
When I heard that Medellin and Kajuwea had a fist fight, I had no choice but to stop what I was doing and return.
fantasy,
