EP.54 Can you solve it?(1)
A brunch cafe in the royal capital.
Roselle opened her mouth as she poured syrup on the pancakes.
“So, you rejected Elder Gilleon’s offer?”
“Yes, Master.”
The student’s voice answering questions is the same as always. He spoke as if it was nothing special.
‘I guessed that would be the case…’
I never thought I would cut it off so easily. Roselle smiled bitterly and pushed the plate containing the pancakes towards Raniel.
“Eat first.”
Looking at the pancakes sparkling with syrup, the student exclaims, “Wow.” What makes her so happy is that she smiles and shoves the pancake into her mouth.
“Does it taste okay?”
“Yes, Master, would you like some too?”
“It is done. “These days, I don’t like it because my mouth feels so stuffy all day long when I eat sweets like that.”
When I say that, my student chuckles and laughs.
“Master, you are also very old.”
“…I’m not young.”
Roselle himself feels that he is old.
Lately, I feel that fact keenly every time I hear news from my acquaintances.
‘I saw my grandchild or something…’
I get a strange feeling every time a letter like that arrives.
Rossell devoted his life to the promotion of magic. He has lived a life that is far from normal.
‘I’ve been single until I’m almost sixty.’
Of course, I have no particular regrets in that life.
It was a life I chose myself, not someone else’s pressure.
‘That’s true, but…’
Recently, we often hear stories about someone’s child getting married and having a grandchild. If you ask for his name, he is often the same as Rossel.
“···hmm.”
It’s inevitable that I get a strange feeling every time I hear news like that.
‘A child, a child…’
Roselle rested her chin and looked across.
There is a student who tries hard to stuff pancakes into his mouth. Although he is not his biological child, he is raised as his own child.
‘It’s a strange feeling.’
I can’t believe he was staring at his disciple like that.
-Aren’t you pampering me too much?
-What do you mean?
-I’m talking about your student. Miss Rania. Why are you covering it up like that? It doesn’t wear out just because you put it out in public.
Suddenly, Aaron’s voice lingered in my ears.
Roselle sighed and laughed.
‘What kind of pampering…’
If he had really planned to protect him, he wouldn’t have let that snarky old man get close to him.
Elder Gilleon.
Rosell opened his mouth, remembering the old wizard. He said his disciple’s name.
“Rania.”
“yes?”
“May I ask why you rejected the elder’s offer?”
Rosell said.
“Didn’t you tell me when you first came to the royal capital? “I will accumulate achievements and return to the Gray Magic Tower.”
Raniel certainly said that.
He said he would accumulate achievements with a new identity and return to the Magic Tower. Rossell respected that idea.
“Regardless of whether it is morally right or wrong, if it is as you said, isn’t this a good condition?”
Surprisingly, it is a letter of recommendation from Elder Gilleon.
Gilleon is an elder who leads the largest faction in the Mage Tower. It is impossible to put a value on the letter of recommendation handed by the old man.
‘…I can’t say that’s right.’
If Raniel’s goal is to return to the Gray Magic Tower as it was at the beginning.
‘This might not have been a bad opportunity.’
However, this child clearly said that he refused. There are times when I question that fact.
“hmm···.”
Raniel opened his mouth after a moment of silence.
“Is it because you just don’t feel like it?”
“···what?”
Raniel holds up a fork.
He continued, twirling it between his fingers.
“Elder Gilleon is better, but I don’t like elders to begin with. Besides, he didn’t come here just because of my accomplishments, right?”
“···That’s right. “You told me about the position of the Gray Wizard and all that.”
“I don’t like that.”
Deep.
Raniel stuck his fork into the pancake.
The syrup flowed out.
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“f*ck the wizard, you just have to use magic well. Since when did you start worrying about orthodoxy and all that? I was dumbfounded when I heard it. “You sound like a pestilence and orthodoxy.”
“···Is that so?”
“Besides, whatever. “The next Mage Tower lord that we have now also looks good.”
“·····.”
Resty, you are probably talking about that child.
“Master, you saw it too, right? “That thing in that child’s eyes.”
“I saw it.”
“I whined that I would get that, made a deal with the hundred-day star, but he didn’t give it to me, that’s it.”
Raniel tapped the corner of his eye.
“Having that doesn’t mean you’re better than me in some way, right?”
“He’s a talented kid.”
“Master, don’t you teach? “I think he will be able to bloom more quickly if the teacher teaches him at the Magic Tower.”
“That must be difficult.”
“yes? why?”
Roselle laughed bitterly.
“Rania, if your body was normal, would you have returned to the Gray Magic Tower?”
“Uh… wouldn’t that be a bit like that? I think my presence will only cause more confusion. “I think I’ll go see the sights sometimes, but…”
“That’s the same reason I don’t visit the Gray Magic Tower often. “My presence will only be a hindrance to the child.”
The inauguration ceremony of the next Magic Tower.
That day, it was Roselle who handed over the insignia of the next Mage Tower to Resti on behalf of the elders in front of everyone.
‘Representative of the elders.’
The reason why Roselle took the position, leaving Elder Gilleon, who had the largest faction, alone is simple.
‘That’s why this student is so proud.’
At the inauguration ceremony, Rossell was seen.
The gaze pouring upon you.
The subtle anticipation contained in those gazes.
and.
I saw the evil gaze focused on Resty as he handed over his certificate. He felt the temperature difference between those gazes and those directed at him.
That day, Roselle had a hunch.
That he should not remain in the Magic Tower any longer.
He suddenly realized what consequences his remaining in the Magic Tower would have.
“What do you mean?”
“There is such a thing.”
Roselle said no more.
Raniel didn’t ask anything more than that. He just tilted his head.
Clatter rattle rattle rattle.
The sound of dishes shaking continued for a while.
Leaving behind the student who was eating bread diligently, Rossell looked out the window. It is a spring day with warm sunlight.
Come to think of it, it’s already May.
The tumultuous beginning of the semester is over, and we are now entering the middle of the semester.
There is a lot to do in May.
With midterm exams, actual classes to subdue demonic beasts, and group assignments… it’s clear that both professors and students will be busy.
‘A lot has happened in the past month or two.’
It was an extremely turbulent month. Still, if you think that the process was taking place… it’s not that bad.
In any case, the incidents were concluded without any major problems.
There is no time to look back on past events. You’ll be busy taking care of things for the future.
‘I’ve provided guidance on the scope of the midterm exam, and it wouldn’t be a bad idea to summarize the class content in the next class.’
When I organize May’s curriculum in my head, all of it is important. Considering the academic schedule packed into a short period of time, it would be dangerous if there were any more disruptions than this.
‘It’s enough for Aaron to scream.’
Rosell thoughtlessly muttered as she remembered her friend’s hair getting thinner day by day.
“…What could possibly be happening again?”
Hiccup.
“···?”
Roselle turned his gaze from looking out the window.
The place where the gaze is directed is the face of the student who was crunching on the pancake.
“Hiccup.”
It’s an untimely hiccup.
It looks like he swallowed something wrong.
Swish.
The student presses my chest firmly and turns his head. It looks like everyone is avoiding their gaze.
“·····.”
When I narrowed my eyes, I saw beads of sweat forming on the disciple’s forehead.
“···What is it?”
“Yes, yes?”
“Do you have anything to say?”
“Oh, no?”
Still can’t make eye contact.
It looked very suspicious.
2.
The short vacation, which was not short, is over.
A holiday that suddenly came during the semester.
Because they thoroughly enjoyed the holiday, the students’ faces are bright even though it is hectic in early May.
-Sky Cloud Dessert Shop…
-Well, they give one more tart only to Aplia students, right? I’ve been there too.
-···The cafe milk tea was delicious.
The students laughing and talking contrast with the assistant professors who are all dying. Students enter the classroom full of energy.
There is no worry or concern on their faces.
And so the first class begins.
“Let’s start class.”
The first class is Professor Courte’s circuit analysis. Although circuit analysis is a difficult and complex subject, Professor Courte’s classes were very popular with students.
From the beginning, mention the progress you will make today.
Then, the class is taught only for the amount mentioned and the class is finished before the paper is even pressed. There are also no assignments.
Many students like Professor Courte for his neatness and simplicity. He doesn’t have any assignments, and he gets them done quickly, so there’s no reason to dislike him.
“This is the end of today’s volume.”
however.
“And the circuit diagram that I will be handing out from now on is an assignment that must be solved by the next class. Please take note.”
Something is strange today.
“I checked the timetables of all students coming to class. Except for the Combat Magic major, the schedule after this is empty. And as far as I know, Professor McHart is off class today as well.”
So, says Professor Courte.
“Let’s extend class for just one hour today.”
And it begins.
“I’m going to advance.”
Yeongang is like hell.
An hour passed.
The students’ eyes gradually become unclear.
Two hours passed.
A shadow falls on the students’ faces.
Three hours passed.
The scheduled time has arrived, but the class does not end.
Thirty more minutes passed.
The students’ eyes lost focus.
like that.
Even though it was exactly three hours, the class ended only after 30 minutes. Students look at the circuits filling the blackboard with dreamy eyes.
Next, look at the circuit diagram you received as an assignment.
Just looking at it is full of dizzying circuits.
look at the clock
Considering the lunch break and the lectures that will follow, one o’clock is urgent. Some people run. Some people skip meals altogether. There is no time to leisurely stop by a cafe.
Class continues.
As the class continues, students feel a sense of discomfort.
‘Was this professor always like this?’
All professors are strange.
Something is different from usual.
And, there is one thing in common between them.
All of them are professors who have returned from a break from classes.
‘What on earth did you do while classes were closed…?’
It is unknown what kind of time the professors spent.
However, one thing is certain.
The aspect of the class is quite different from before. Students feel the difference keenly.
I feel like I skipped a few levels of difficulty in the class.
A vicious assignment, similar to Professor Rossell’s, strikes the students.
The day is coming to an end. The students, who have lost their vitality, are muttering in dying voices.
-Professors are crazy.
-I don’t know why they do that.
-Why on earth?
-Something is wrong.
The professors returned as a group.
There are only such rumors going around.
The students had no way of knowing that the change was a trend that followed from Professor Han’s ‘observation’.
– Ugh.
-Ugh…
Assistant professors who have become zombies are crawling around the academic hall.
After that, students who become zombies follow.
and.
“From here, to here.”
There is a professor who struck the final blow.
“Oh, is it a little less? “I think we should stop here.”
Gray hair is flowing.
Blue eyes look at the students indifferently.
“You can do everything.”
That voice is plain.
The death sentence is pronounced in a very simple voice.
“·····.”
The students look at the table in silence.
The amount of study materials placed there is unusual. It seems like I could build a tower of paper if I gathered all the worksheets spread out sideways into one.
A shadow falls on the students’ faces.
I can clearly see the future when that shadow will move under the eyes.
“I have a question.”
“Yes, please speak.”
To prevent that terrible future.
One student bravely raises his hand.
“Uh, Professor Rania?”
“Yes, what’s going on?”
“The amount of homework is a bit more…”
Rania van Trias.
The famous professor tilts his head slightly.
“Ah… I see…”
He then answers with a very sad expression.
“Still, I hope you learn at least one more thing from my class.”
“Uh, uhh…”
“I heard that the more assignments you have, the more helpful it will be for you. I think it would be a good idea to try your best to solve it. “These are all issues that become bones and flesh.”
And then he says.
“If it’s hard, you don’t have to solve everything.”
Some students breathe a sigh of relief at that sight. However, that lasts only for a while.
“ah.”
Professor Rania adds a word before leaving.
“The midterm exam will be based on the worksheets we have just handed out. “I recommend checking carefully.”
Despair overtakes the students.
3.
Mana’s trading professor’s office.
The teacher left for class, and I was staring intently at the paper in my seat.
-Basics of Mana Transactions (midterm exam).
-Professor presenting the question: Rania Van Trias.
It’s a midterm exam question.
I didn’t have a good idea, so I put it off again and again…
‘I’ll have to complete it soon.’
“Uhm…”
I rested my chin and thought about what we had learned in class.
‘It was roughly the limitations of the circuit and the basic concept of balance, right?’
Since I told students that it would be based on the workbook, I think it would be enough to modify just a few of the circuits drawn there.
‘If it’s too difficult, it won’t work… so I think we need to adjust the level of difficulty appropriately.’
Actually, this was my biggest worry.
The only student whose level I know exactly is Resty. However, if the question was focused on Resty’s level…
‘I’m going to hear something from Master again.’
I checked the note attached to my desk.
1. Don’t think about the level of the magic tower wizard.
2. Make it a reasonably solvable problem.
3. One or two problems are sufficient for discrimination.
Three things to keep in mind…
Tip. Please refer to the problems of other professors.
One piece of advice.
“So, I borrowed it first.”
I slowly turned my gaze to the side. When I went to the professors, there was a pile of exam papers handed out.
‘When I said I would use it as a reference, you probably even gave it a star and handed it out, right?’
They were quite friendly professors.
– This problem! How about this problem! I listened to Professor Rania’s advice… !
-I canceled my class to create this problem. It’s not a matter of shame to bring it to the horse society. Professor Rania, your advice has been a great inspiration.
-This is the masterpiece of my life. I would be grateful if you could refer to it. Please feel free to refer to it.
There were also passionate professors.
“hmm.”
I skimmed through the problems they raised.
And then he tilted his head.
‘···Is this correct?’
These problems are far beyond what I thought. I had some doubts about that fact, but anyway, these professors have stayed at Aplia longer than me.
‘You probably know the students’ level better than me.’
Then it would be right to pay at this level.
I was secretly impressed.
“As expected, Aplia.”
The kids’ level is high.
A word from the author (author review)
I’m taking final exams.
I hate my professors 🙁
*I couldn’t post yesterday, so this week it’s 4 times a week…! I will reflect on this…!
