I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 174

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EP.174 Madmen and Nightmares (4)

   “Today’s class will end here.”

   The two-hour lecture ended.

   The students, who had spent all but the first few minutes in a immersive state, exhaled. While sighs poured out from all over, Kelhalm leisurely came down from the platform.

   The students’ eyes looking back are also quite different from the beginning of the lecture.

   When he said ‘no’ to the difficult problem of elemental magic, I thought he was arrogant and a wizard who lives for his own pride… but that assessment has long since been overturned. Respect is evident in the students’ eyes.

   It was a decent lecture.

   The two-hour lecture was the perfect lecture for students who dream of becoming a wizard. It’s a question you’ve probably thought about at least once. However, the professor presented guidelines for unanswered questions.

   I can see the direction.

   I realized how to approach it.

   “Something, huh…”

   “There is another way. Do it like this…”

   How to utilize the new circuit presented by Kelhalm.

   There are many students who write it down in their notebooks. It was a groundbreaking method. Students feel a strange sense of familiarity in an unfamiliar method.

   “This is somehow…”

   “It’s like Professor Rania’s lecture.”

   A lecture I took at the end of the first semester.

   Utilization of Professor Rania’s basic spells.

   Her lecture also had the same context as this class that just ended.

   Finding unfamiliarity in the familiar. 

   The process of one spell being torn into dozens of pieces.

   Finding enlightenment in unfamiliarity.

   The topics covered are different. The way the circuit is handled is also different. However, they share the core of the topic. Students feel a strange sense of déjà vu.

   “You know, I guess it’s just me.”

   “what?”

   “Don’t you think you understand the lecture just now better than Professor Rania’s?”

   Someone muttered that.

   The words they whispered among themselves were heard by a professor who had very sharp ears. Rania’s eyes widened.

   “Hey, isn’t it because you listened to Professor Rania’s lecture first? “It’s a topic you’ve heard about before, so you’ll understand it better.”

   “is it? Yes, I think so.”

   “But isn’t it better to not have any assignments?”

   “I admit that.”

   Haha, the students’ light laughter lingers in my mind.

   “I hope that person will stay in Aplia as well.”

   “I know. Don’t you think he’s a very skilled wizard? “Wizard class is fundamental, as he said…”

   It’s just a lighthearted story.

   The topic quickly changes, and the students’ chatter goes in different directions… but a small-minded wizard cannot bear to ignore the conversation.

   Parr.

   Rania’s shoulders trembled.

   “···professor?”

   Resty, who was sitting next to her, could only glance at Rania with an expression of confusion. At that moment, Rania suddenly turned her head.

   “Lesti.”

   “yes?”

   “Battle-mage.”

   Rania pronounced each word clearly and with emphasis.

   “What do you think about the Battle Mage class?”

   “···yes?”

   Resty blinked.

   It was a very unexpected question. Resty, unable to understand the intention of the question, tilted his head.

   ‘Even if you ask me what I thought…’

   Actually, I have no idea.

   Resty was majoring in two classes at the same time: Summoner and Wizard. The classification of her class didn’t mean much to her.

   “hmm···.”

   Should I just say whatever comes to mind?

   Resty continued speaking whatever came to mind.

   “Isn’t this a class that can create many variables in practice by using stock to speed up spell expression and stocking various spells?”

   “Yes, that’s right.”

   “I heard that the combination of martial arts and striking spells doesn’t work well together. There are many books related to the Gray Magic Tower. “I guess it’s a class created by the next Mage Tower Lord of Sentai…”

   It was true.

   There were unusually many books about the Battle Mage class in the Gray Magic Tower. Right now, there are dozens of books on the first floor of the Magic Tower, in the visitors’ waiting room alone.

   Having said that, Resti looked at Rania’s reaction.

   “Yes, that’s right.”

   The professor keeps nodding his head in satisfaction. It was like a parent listening to his child’s praise. From that look, Resty seemed to have some idea as to why Rania had dropped her shoulders throughout her class.

   ‘···Well, it’s a class created by my brother.’

   Raniel van Trias.

   Battle Mage is a class created by the gray wizard. Did he feel bad because the class was criticized for being baseless?

   ‘I felt it last time too…’

   You react sensitively when stories related to the Gray Wizard come out. Are you on good terms with your brother? It was something Resty could not have known.

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   “Yes, this is correct. What if you don’t have any fundamentals? “What an efficient class.”

   Even as Resty was thinking such things, Rania continued to mutter something while rubbing her chin.

   Rattling.

   Taking his eyes off Rania, Resty packed his bags and got ready to get up. It was time to move to the classroom to take the next class.

   “Then, Professor Rania, I am…”

   I’ll just go now.

   After saying that greeting, it was the moment when Resty was about to get up. Rania muttered something to herself.

   “···I prove it.”

   It was a very gloomy voice.

   Resty was shocked and his shoulders trembled.

   ‘proof? ‘What?’

   Was the word proof an ominous word?

   For some reason, Resty’s movements suddenly stopped due to an eerie feeling. Resty stopped in an awkward position and looked at Rania. 

   “Proof, proof…”

   The lecture had already ended, but the professor was engrossed in something else.

   “huh? Oh sorry.”

   Sensing Resty’s gaze, Rania sighed and turned her head towards Resty. She said with a smile on her face.

   “Okay, go ahead. “I’ll be late for my next class.”

   It’s the same soft voice as always.

   However, hidden within that softness is a razor-sharp blade. After assessing this, Resti nodded slowly, very slowly.

   ‘I don’t know what you’re thinking…’

   I don’t want to get deeply involved.

   Resty suddenly had this thought.

   2.

   Several days have passed since the madman Kelhalm arrived in Aplia. During those few days, the hounds who took turns watching Kelrhalm were dumbfounded.

   “therefore.”

   The person in charge of this operation… and the most skilled among the Hounds. Tracker Kalt opened his mouth.

   “Is this the end result of observing and organizing Kelhalm’s daily routine for the past four days?”

   He held up the report as if he was dumbfounded.

   It was an overly simplistic report. It’s not that Hound can’t write a report. As they learn everything necessary for work, Hound’s practical skills are not something to look down upon.

   But, why?

   “Is this really the end?”

   Why is it so poor?

   Kalt waved the paper in front of the Hounds and read the words written on the report.

   “class. meditation. walk. meditation. class.”

   “······.”

   “Class, then a short walk. Meditate again. Three hours of bruising on a bench in the Aplia garden plot.” 

   “···Oh, that’s true. “I saw it.”

   Hound, who was oblivious, raised his hand, but under Kalt’s sharp gaze, he slowly lowered his hand again.

   “Is this really it?”

   “That’s really it. Seniors.”

   The hounds drooped their shoulders and sighed, as if they themselves were dumbfounded.

   “Well, it doesn’t seem like making a magic circle or setting up a trap. “They even asked me to rent a lab to prepare for the next class. When I finally saw what they were doing, they were just making worksheets like normal.”

   Just in case, I picked up something left in the lab. After saying that, the Hound handed over a piece of paper. Kalt checked the paper.

   “······.”

   It was really just a study sheet.

   It doesn’t seem like there’s any grand password hidden. Whether you read it vertically or horizontally, it is just a workbook. An ordinary workbook full of blank spaces.

   “···What on earth is it?”

   Kalt’s words expressed the Hounds’ feelings.

   Who is Kelhalm?

   In fact, he is called a madman and is treated as a superhuman who needs to be the most careful. Crazy wizard. That was how Kelhalm was treated in the public eye.

   ‘What is this…’

   But, what is it like when you actually look at it?

   Nothing much. It’s truly ordinary. It’s even wholesome. He visits Aplia and gives a ‘special lecture’ for students.

   “Why…is it so normal?”

   He’s a madman, but he’s normal.

   I am preparing for class soundly. Even if you turn on the light and look at it, there is no flaw. As Kalt was looking at the workbook with a dumbfounded look on his face, one of the hounds opened his mouth.

   “I mean, Kelhalm. “Didn’t you really just come to Aplia for class?”

   “That won’t be possible.”

   Kalt said clearly.

   There is a reason why so many people were pushed into Aplia. Most Hounds simply follow orders from their superiors, but not Kalt.

   He is a soldier on the battlefield.

   Although it is a soldier’s virtue to follow orders from superiors, it is different in the Demon World. There were more and more times when I had to make my own decisions and act based on my own judgment. Kalt is a soldier who crossed such a magical world.

   So, Kalt knows.

   There is more than one strange thing about this operation. First Princess Leruel’s warning was not empty words. I know as much as Kalt. Kalt frowned at her and opened her mouth.

   “Keep taking turns catching up. Just because nothing special has happened so far doesn’t mean it won’t happen in the future. “Don’t let down your guard and just do what you do.”

   The hounds nod.

   This is an order from Kalt, the famous tracker who has achieved numerous achievements on the battlefield. The Hound, who took the command lightly, was not present.

   The hounds head to their respective locations.

   Only after they were gone, Kalt let out a long sigh and muttered.

   “···Senior, you must be preparing something too.”

   A person who resides in Aplia.

   The Gray Wizard, Raniel Van Trias.

   Kalt took a deep breath as he remembered his senior. Certainly, there is no one more reliable as an ally than the Gray Wizard.

   ‘Is there anyone other than you who can ‘safely’ subdue a superhuman?’

   Although he seems to live thoughtlessly and spontaneously, he is actually a deeper thinker than he appears. They must be preparing something for the current situation.

   Probably so.

   Although he didn’t show it openly, Kalt had quite a bit of respect for his senior.

   “I’m sure you all have your own thoughts.”

   Kalt muttered like that.

   3.

   “Proves the superiority of the Battle Mage.”

   Mana Trading Professor’s Office.

   Rania, sitting there alone, stares intently at her table. What was placed on the table was a piece of paper.

   “I prove the practicality and superiority of a battle mage to a fool who has become a half-asshole because he can’t even handle a scale properly. “I have a duty to do so.”

   Special lecture application form.

   “I prove it, I prove it…”

   Lecture topic.

   Rania engraves letters in what is still a blank space.

   square.

   The pen slides across the paper.

   Rania thinks as she writes down the letters. Most people have a misconception about the Battle Mage class. Since it was misinformed in the first place, it is natural.

   Practical, practical, and flexible tactics.

   I admit everything.

   I admit it, but the fundamentals of a battle mage were not those things that seemed so obvious. It had to be expressed in more peripheral words. In her opinion, as the founder of the class, this was the essence of a battle mage.

   <Topic: How to kill a Wizard>

   A counter for the Wizard class.

   The Battle Mage class was created by devising a combat method to hunt Skebal, an ancient skull that reached the extreme of the Wizard class. So, the root is to control the wizard.

   I scold those with fundamental roots.

   It is a class that has been recognized for its outrageous efforts.

   “A bastard who doesn’t know the origins…”

   Who discusses the fundamentals in front of whom?

   The one who wins is fundamental.

   The fundamentals are not something that is given, but something that is achieved.

   ‘I will achieve it.’

   The logic was contradictory, but unfortunately there was no one there to point it out. There was also no one there to point out that her class was registered as a wizard, not a battle mage.

   square.

   For a while, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of a pen sliding across paper.

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