EP.175 Sign, Battle Mage! (1)
There is something called fundamentals.
The beginning when something begins, the root and foundation of something, is called the foundation. Although it seems light when pronounced, the meaning of the two-syllable word root is by no means light.
To be more precise, there is something about profanity that talks about fundamentals that makes people go crazy. You can just ignore the insults to humanity. Lack of skills? Just click on it as an achievement and you’re done.
However, if you bring back the fundamentals.
For example, if you say the following language:
“A bastard with low roots.”
“Such a baseless bastard.”
“Where is this kid who doesn’t even know the basics?”
How can you not turn your eyes and feel exhausted?
If you’ve been gossiped about with sentences like the above for years, you’ll understand how I feel.
The time I stayed in the Gray Magic Tower.
At a time when I had not yet accumulated achievements that would make the magic tower lords’ jaws sink, I had to listen to sentences like that so hard that nails pierced my ears.
After that, the word fundamental became an anathema to me. Talking about the fundamentals in front of me was like starting a fight with me.
“Battle mages are baseless.”
And then, someone started a fight.
He immediately punched me. My self-esteem was dented. It hurt a little, no, a lot.
‘Foundation.’
Even if I tolerated everything else, it was very difficult for me to endure the feeling that I had no foundation.
‘Why are you discussing the fundamentals, you motherf*cker?’
I have roots.
So, the class I created will also have roots. Even though I once made a mistake… that’s not important now. Anyway, it wasn’t.
‘anyway!’
The fundamental is to achieve.
As the founder of the class, I had a duty to make Kelhalm’s solar plexus concave.
“There is no reason to give up the fight.”
I walk towards the bachelor’s bulletin board.
In my hands were several sheets of paper, which were notices of a special lecture that had been approved by Dean Aaron and Professor McHart of the Department of Combat Magic.
‘The topic of how to kill a wizard was rejected as the choice of language was too provocative…’
Understanding the Battle Mage.
Permission was granted again for this topic.
“Uh, Professor Rania? “I will give you permission, but aren’t you a Wizard class?”
Although Dean Aaron looked at me with very suspicious eyes.
“Professor Rania has deep knowledge of the Battle Mage class, Dean Aaron. Although he is a professor whose skills are impeccable, I am a little concerned.”
Professor McHart said, ‘What are you planning to do again?’ He glanced at me like that, but permission to go was denied anyway. It was a no-brainer.
widely.
I stopped in front of the academic bulletin board.
The eyes of the students wandering the hallways were focused on me. They took one look at my face, saw the sheaf of paper in my hand, and gasped.
Good!
I vigorously stuck the paper on the bulletin board.
The notices posted on the bulletin board fluttered and shook. The location where the notice was posted was right next to the notice for Kelhalm’s special lecture. I nodded with satisfaction.
‘Go for it, Kelhalm.’
I’ll show you.
What is the true root?
2.
It is rare to find a young but talented professor.
Especially in Aplia, the magic academy.
The average age of Aplia’s faculty is quite high. Although there are one or two young professors, their appearance is virtually no different from the older professors.
Magic is an item of inquiry.
The more time you put in, the more results you will get, and those results will soon lead to performance. In the world of magic, young talent used to refer to people who saved time by sleeping less at night. There is a word for such people.
‘pain.’
Sunken eyes.
Haggard, reminiscent of the undead.
Curved waist due to long study hours.
The young professors residing at Aplia often walked around with an unhuman appearance. Even for young teaching assistants, it is not that different. They were like the professor’s slaves, spending their golden years locked up in the lab.
Of course, not everyone is like that.
As with everything in the world, there are exceptions.
For example, Rania van Trias. She is young, having joined Aplia as a professor earlier this year. Not only does she wear the title of professor at the age of twenty-one, but her appearance also matches her age.
He doesn’t look like a person with disabilities.
The back is straight, and the steps are light.
Smile often and always be confident. At the beginning of her semester, there were quite a few students who fancied her.
It has to be that way.
He is young, bright, talented, and even has an outstanding appearance.
She has the perfect elements to win the favor of students, but she currently reigns as a nightmare in Aplia. Her appearance may have played a role in the fact that she did not voice her dissatisfaction despite her destructive actions.
Expectations for faculty have fallen to their limits.
After all, teaching well is enough, so what does a professor’s appearance matter? While such a trend was going on in Aplia, a new customer came to Aplia.
A wizard said to have come from a far away country.
A young but talented person.
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A handsome man with a sharp and cold impression.
A professor who introduced himself as Le Tiara.
In an instant, he received full support from Wizard students… and his status rose as time passed. President Aaron, who knows his true identity, will break out in a cold sweat, but that is not something students should worry about.
“Professor Letia, have you seen this class? The second part of using circuits has begun, and it’s really no joke!”
“It’s really refreshing. Breaking down a single spell and using it. “This alone is enough…”
The lectures are receiving rave reviews.
“There are no assignments there. Are you saying it’s all over in class? Unlike Professor Rania…”
“Of course, the fact that there are no assignments and that the lecture is easy to understand…”
And, Professor Letia naturally begins to be compared to a professor with similar characteristics. Not only is the lecture method similar, but the atmosphere is also similar.
“Do you keep comparing me to Professor Rania? Then you’ll be in big trouble. Really, it’s not a joke.”
“Charlette, what’s wrong with you?”
“Anyway, there is such a thing, be really careful. You must not call his name in vain. really.”
Some people worry that rumors will reach Nightmare’s ears, but it is too late to worry. As rumors centering around Professor Letia circulate around Aplia… a new notice is posted on the academic bulletin board.
[Understanding the Battle Mage]
– Professor in charge: Rania Van Trias.
– Combat magic students are encouraged to participate.
Rania van Trias.
The combat magic students who confirmed the name screamed. They have not yet forgotten the practical exam they took for three days and nights deep in the forest one day as summer approached.
the end of the forest.
Aplia’s nightmare was waiting for them there.
I’m sure I heard it was a wizard class, but the sight of him beating down a challenger with his bare hands without using a single spell… is imprinted as a nightmare in the minds of combat magic students.
‘Participation encouraged.’
There is no student who does not know that that phrase is tantamount to a threat to attend. While the combat magic students are foaming at the mouth, the fight quietly draws to a close.
The madman, Kelhalm Bel Artia.
Aplia’s Nightmare, Rania Van Trias.
It was an overly tasteless fight to be considered a superhuman conflict.
3.
Understanding the Battle Mage.
A class that most students in the Combat Magic Department took.
“I would like to start by telling you why I created this course. “All of you gathered here are of the Battle Mage class, right?”
There is a professor standing at the podium.
This is Rania Van Trias, a professor everyone knows well and who reigns as Aplia’s nightmare. Before her special lecture, she was explaining the purpose of her class, and her appearance was a little different from her usual appearance.
Gray hair tied neatly behind the head.
Instead of wearing a suit like always, he wore something closer to activewear. And above all… his blue eyes, which were like a calm lake, are now boiling with heat.
“Everyone, how long are you going to be made fun of?”
She said, clenching her fists.
The students tilted their heads at that sight.
Teasing, what?
“Battle Mage is a new class. “Isn’t this an unconventional class created based on the famous Gray Wizard’s combat methods?”
Yes. An unconventional and fresh class.
“Something unconventional and fresh. So, something unfamiliar. As is often the case with such things… the Battle Mage class is undervalued by lowly wizards. “I am deeply saddened by this.”
is it?
Have you ever been undervalued?
‘Oh, come to think of it, the special visiting professor said that.’
It was a story of little interest to students.
There are some old professors who specialize in combat magic, but only a small number of them. Battle Mage is an occupation whose practicality has already been proven on the battlefield. The combat magic students had the patience to listen to such teasing with one ear and let it go with the other.
“How many wizards in the world would tolerate hearing something like this?”
Of course, Rania didn’t have it.
“This is ridiculous.”
She raised her voice.
“You deserve to square your shoulders a little more and walk with confidence. “It means that I am not a wizard so pathetic that I have been called baseless.”
The professor standing on the podium was boiling with enthusiasm, but the students sitting in their seats could not keep up with the excitement.
“Battle Mage.”
She wrote ‘Battle-Mage’ in fancy letters on the blackboard. Then, hitting the blackboard with her palm, she continued her words.
“Battle Mage is a wizard, but it is also a class optimized for hunting wizards.”
Unknown fundamentals.
The origin of the Battle Mage, a common misconception.
“Knock down the wizard. How can I hunt a wizard? “The combat method that was systematized with that in mind is the origin of the Battle Mage.”
It is pronounced from the mouth of the class founder.
While the two students who knew her identity were the only ones nodding their heads, she caught her breath.
“14 days from today.”
Rania clapped her hands.
“I plan to teach you how to hunt wizards.”
The eyes are more full of will than ever before.
Students feel burdened by her hot gaze.
『Wizard hunting.』
A sentence beautifully written on the blackboard.
Looking at that sentence, students have one question.
‘···Isn’t Professor Rania a wizard too?’
That is a very natural question.
However, no student there was brave enough to say it out loud.
