EP.122 Be careful as the end approaches (4)
It rained since morning that day.
The rainy season that comes every summer is still over. Scientists who predict the weather also declared that the weather this week would be clear. So, this would be something close to a shower.
Shoot!
The rain pours down refreshingly.
Rainwater falling from the eaves collects in the gaps between the sidewalk blocks in the square. The sun is obscured by dark clouds, so it looks like today will be a gloomy day.
Thump, thud.
The sound of rainwater hitting the window echoes softly in the classroom. There is no other sound. The professor who is supposed to lead the class by tapping on the blackboard is silent for today.
square.
The only sound you can occasionally hear is the sound of a pen sliding across paper. Eventually, the bell rings with a ‘dang’ sound. The teaching assistant standing on the podium opened his mouth.
“The exam is over. Please leave after submitting.”
Only then do students put down their pens.
Elasticity pops out here and there. Some people let out a long sigh, while others stand up and stretch.
Basic course, Mana Attunement.
The final exam for the subject has just ended. Mana tuning is a subject that marks the end of the week. The end of the final exam for such a subject means that all exams have ended.
“It’s finally over.”
“So, did you see it well?”
“so so. “I wasn’t able to solve one or two problems, but at this level, it’s not that bad.”
The students chat and leave the classroom. Although it was a gloomy day with pouring rain, the students’ expressions were not that gloomy.
There are students who are upset because they failed the test, but their hearts are much lighter anyway.
The final exam is over.
The short but long exam period is over, and now you can be free from your studies. I feel like I can breathe a little easier after letting go of the burden I’ve been carrying for a semester.
“It’s hard, it’s hard.”
Although they say it is difficult to put into words, smiles spread across their faces. Now all that’s left is the final lecture.
End of class and vacation.
I feel excited in anticipation of the golden time that will soon come. It is a sweet reward obtained after overcoming numerous hardships and adversities. It was all the more valuable because it was difficult.
The long semester is coming to an end.
Students feel at ease with that fact.
So, I let my guard down.
“I heard something was posted on the bulletin board?”
“huh? what?”
and.
“Isn’t this a vacation notice?”
“I don’t think that’s the case. class? Oh, it’s an event notice? An event that gives comparative study marks.”
“···event?”
As always.
“huh. It’s an event where extra-curricular points are awarded, and there’s still some time left until the end of the semester, so a lot of people participate, right? “There is no detailed explanation, but it looks interesting.”
“There aren’t many events that award points for comparative studies.”
“They say it’s a form of competition. Doesn’t it look fun?”
“Would you like to participate?”
Incidents tend to come when we are not careful.
“Here it is. “It looks like you just need to write your department, student number, and name here.”
“There are so many participants?”
“It’s rare to give comparative study marks. “It’s not easy to win, so you’re saying you’re going to win it now, right?”
“Well, the event itself looks fun.”
There are many students gathered in front of the bulletin board.
They glance at the event notice posted on the bulletin board.
“challenge! Guardian of Aplia!”
“Let’s endure against the training golem! The rankings are sorted according to the holding time, and the student who comes in first place receives a 50 extra-curricular score and a small prize.”
It is an event notice with round letters and a simple picture attached. Maybe it’s because I’m not good at drawing, but it’s hard to make out… but if you look closely, it looks like a painting of a cute golem swinging its fist.
“I wrote it.”
“me too. If I do this, will I be able to participate?”
A list filled with letters.
New names continue to be written there. Students write their names there without even thinking about it. After all, at best it is a training golem.
‘What a big deal it is to endure that.’
What students think of is the training golems piled up in the spell lab. The horse is a golem, but in reality it is no different from a scarecrow.
“I heard the minimum requirement is to last 10 seconds?”
“10 seconds? Hey, I can last 10 seconds with my bare body.”
“I don’t know who planned this, but I think it’s too funny. “Who can’t last 10 seconds?”
The students laughed as they looked at the paper posted on the bulletin board. No matter how you think about it, it is an event that is eaten raw.
“······.”
And, there is someone watching them.
McHeart, a professor of Combat Magic who was passing through the hallway, stopped for a moment and glanced at the students gathered in front of the bulletin board.
‘···Are you trying to participate in that crazy event?’
McHart shakes his head as he looks at the flirting students. What comes to his mind is a memory from a few days ago.
-Can I borrow a few of these?
Suddenly, the image of a girl coming to visit and requesting the rental of a training golem flashes before my eyes.
-Can I make some modifications to this?
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A chilling laugh.
The movements of his hands as he licked his lips and repaired the golem.
-Ah, that’s it.
And, something was born at the end.
“···Tsk tsk.”
Machart clicked his tongue briefly.
‘It’s going to be quite a struggle.’
He walked on, leaving his condolences for the students in his heart. The students remaining in the hallway are busy laughing and talking without knowing that fact.
Kwarung!
The windows flash with lightning.
Even a flash is only a moment. After a brief flash of light passes, the sky is still dark. That seems to hint at a dark future for students.
“For now, about 10 minutes…”
“Hey, what’s 10 minutes? “I can last even an hour!”
of course.
There was no way for the students to know that fact.
2.
“challenge! Guardian of Aplia!”
The day of an unidentified event.
The weather was clear, as if it had rained at some point. The bright sunlight illuminated the field.
The students were gathered at the beginning of a forest not far from Aplia. They looked at each other blankly and waited for the event to begin.
Boom, boom.
Soon I heard footsteps.
The steps are too heavy to be human steps. The ground shook with the sound.
“···uh.”
Someone raised their arm.
He points to something. Students see where the finger is pointing. Their eyes widened.
Squeak, squeal.
The master of the sound of footsteps.
Stopping in the grassland is a huge golem.
“Ah, everyone is gathered together.”
The person riding on the golem’s shoulder lands on the floor with a thud. No one recognized that person. Her signature gray hair fluttered in the wind.
“This is Rania Van Trias, who was in charge of planning and operating this event. “Nice to meet you, everyone.”
She smiles brightly.
It’s a smile brighter than the bright sunlight shining down.
Rania van Trias.
The students’ complexions turn pale at that name. Looking at the description of the event, I thought it was a poorly planned event… but if it were that nightmare professor who planned the event, things would be a little different.
A ‘poorly planned’ event.
The meaning of the modifier ‘poorly planned’ changes. Her students’ eyes turn to the golem she was riding.
Hiss, hiss.
Smoke rises between the golem’s joints.
It is different from the training golems they know. Gopjeol is a huge thing. Some people are already starting to back away from the overwhelming majesty.
“hmm.”
Professor Rania smiled as she looked around, whether or not she knew the reactions of those students.
“A lot of people applied.”
She nodded and began to explain.
“As written in the event notice, the outline of this competition is simple. “You can use the ‘Protection’ series of spells to withstand this golem.”
With a thud, she hit the golem.
The golem hissed and exhaled steam as if responding to her touch. Dark blue eyes flashed.
‘···Hold on?’
Students blink.
Their eyes shook violently.
‘Hold on to that?’
Are you sane? I have a question.
That question is very natural. However, there are people in the world who do not take things for granted.
“Although it was planned as a light event, it will be a helpful event for you as well. “I heard this from a knight I know, and he said it’s a type of training that’s often done on the battlefield.”
Professor Rania is a representative example.
She said with a bright smile.
“Protection spells are the most basic spells. It is a spell that protects you in times of emergency. “There’s no harm in training yourself, right?”
It’s a very excited voice.
“Then there will be a demonstration by an experienced assistant. vein?”
“Yes, yes.”
Someone rushes forward.
This is a Mac that failed in the last group assignment. Mac stands in front of the golem, shedding bloody tears.
‘···I received a failing grade, so I need to get at least a comparative grade. That way, you can avoid retaking the course.’
He also has his own circumstances.
‘Above all, for the sake of the team members…!’
Not long ago, Professor Rania whispered in Mac’s ear. If you become the first runner, there’s nothing you can’t do to give Group F even a very low score.
Being a leader means sacrificing yourself for the sake of your family.
Mac, shedding bloody tears, stands in front of the golem to make up for his last mistake. The majesty of the golem seen before your eyes is breathtaking.
“Jun, Jun is ready.”
“Yes, I will start at three.”
Mac answers, clenching his teeth together.
Professor Rania smiles and points his finger.
“one.”
The golem thumps and stands in front of Mac.
“two.”
The golem raises its arms.
The joints creak and the steam hisses out.
“three.”
A whooshing sound was heard cutting through the air.
The golem’s arm swings horizontally. The direction of the arm is Mac’s protective shield. Mac thinks indifferently as he looks at the approaching arm.
‘Ah, this is f*cked…’
Wow.
“Kuhup.”
The golem’s arm shatters Mac’s shield.
As if that wasn’t enough, the golem’s arm went further and struck Mac’s body. There was no grand hitting sound.
“Woah, wow…”
Mac groaned and fell down.
The students who predicted Mac’s body would fly away blink. If you get hit by an arm with that speed, the minimum you can get is a fracture. However, there are no visible wounds on Mac’s body.
“Like this, we have put in place measures for your safety.”
Professor Rania opened her mouth as if answering the students’ questions.
“I spent quite a bit of money installing a shock conversion magic device. “Any physical shock this golem gives you will be replaced with a magical shock.”
What does that mean?
“It just means that the mana is a bit shaky and it’s over. Mac student? “Can you stand up?”
“Wow, I feel a bit nauseous for some reason…”
“Yes, you’re fine.”
Tap tap, Professor Rania pats Mac on the back a couple of times. Mac stumbled to his feet. Professor Rania said, pointing at the sight.
“It just ends like this in a bit of a rumble. “You don’t have to worry so much.”
All I can do is worry.
“The minimum achievement requirement is to last 10 seconds, so let’s all do our best.”
Professor Rania laughs.
Just smiling brightly as always.
There is not a single trace of malice in that smile. It looks like they planned a truly enjoyable event. The students even feel eerie at the sight.
“I will cancel my participation…”
Someone is trying to make a wise choice, but the student next to him grabs his arm. He shakes his head and advises.
“…Why would there be a minimum condition for an event that awards points for comparative studies?”
“······.”
“If you fail to achieve that and desert, you will not be able to participate in the next extracurricular grade event. And, you know that events that give extra-curricular grades are really rare…”
“What the f*ck…”
It is originally a means to check students who only apply to participate in the event but leave their seats. However, now the means are being used maliciously.
“yes? “What did you say?”
“No, it’s nothing…”
The student lowers his hand.
Swallowing bloody tears, he remembers his turn.
What can I do?
Participate in an event of your choice. There was no other way than to hold on through evil.
3.
“Uweeeek!”
“Ugh, ugh, ugh!”
“Ugh, wow!”
A wail rings out.
“Sigh!”
“Hee, heeuuugh!”
A moan rings out.
“Uh, I’m just a bitch!”
“Ugh, wow!”
A scream rings out.
“Oh, you’ve endured a lot.”
and.
“Now, the next student, please come in.”
A clear voice resonates.
Professor Rania continues to replenish mana by tapping the golem. It doesn’t seem like the mana will run out. The golem is extremely lively.
“Uuuh…”
“I feel strange inside…”
As if in contrast to the lively golem, the students are spread out in the grassland. It’s not that I’m sick. I just feel nauseous. If you want to get up, you can get up…
‘When you wake up, it’s my turn.’
I have no will to stand up at all.
They lie down, using the meadow as their bed. It is a grassland that is moderately warmed by the midsummer sun. The students shed tears due to the inexplicable warmth.
‘What am I going to do…’
Comparison score.
One of Aplia’s graduation requirements, points that can be earned through various events held within the school.
‘I only participated because the seniors said it was difficult to get extracurricular scores and that everyone participated if there was an event.’
I was caught.
I got caught.
“Hold on, hold on!”
Someone cheers in joy of success. Although he only lasted 10 seconds, he left the event with a smile on his face as if he owned the world.
The students stare blankly at the back.
Envy is evident in their gaze.
‘A task that is not completely impossible.’
That is why it is even more evil.
If you have the will, you can try as many times as you want. Sometimes success is just in sight. As challenges continue, students’ circuits become more sophisticated.
There is learning. There is growth.
Professor Rania is clapping her hands as if she is happy about that fact. She looks happier than ever.
‘It will be a memorable event.’
It will be a wonderful memory for students.
It may be difficult now, but when you look back later, it will definitely be an event that you will be able to smile and say, “That happened.”
‘Because I did that.’
Recalling the memories of rolling on the battlefield, Rania nodded, “Hmm.” Rania continues her judging with the sound of her song echoing from all over the place as background music.
“Kyo, Professor, something is wrong with me…”
“Well, let’s go back and rest for a while and give it a try. “There is still a lot of time left.”
“No, just quit…”
“yes?”
“it’s nothing···.”
···So, “Challenge! “Guardian of Aplia!” continued until the sun set. Students who participated in the event gained deep insight.
The closer it gets to the end of the semester.
The closer something comes to an end.
In times like these, you shouldn’t be too excited. You must be alert to your surroundings. You must not let down your guard. As the end approaches, we must be more careful. Realization that comes from experience is not easily forgotten.
‘An event that will be engraved in your mind.’
In a way, it was a result that was consistent with the intention of the event Rania had originally planned. Rania blurted out while summarizing the results of the event.
“It was a rewarding semester.”
It was a summer day before the end of the semester.
A word from the author (author review)
This is an experience.
*Forgive me for being late…! Since it’s late, I included a little more!
