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“It’s summer now.”
Carl muttered quietly as he looked up at the parade ground bathed in strong sunlight.
About half of the first semester of the second year has passed.
Summer has already arrived in Lumern.
Carl, who was looking up at the sky blankly, laughed out loud.
“On this hot summer day… … .”
Grumbling!
“Why do we have to fight that huge fireball?”
“Be prepared! Department of Magic!”
Celia, whose entire body was covered in flame aura, shouted.
Hot!
Tendons and veins that did not suit a delicate girl appeared in Celia’s hands.
When Karl saw that, he was scared and tried to run away to one side.
Chelsea, who was cheering outside, shouted.
“Don’t run away!”
“what?”
“Don’t run away! Fight back!”
“hey! “If I get hit by that ignorant attack, I’m out in one hit!”
Celia shouted, swinging her arms as hard as she could.
The ball imbued with the flame of Aura struck the magic department students as if it were the sun.
“Aaaah!”
“There is no place to escape!”
Screams erupted from everywhere.
Coo goo goo goo goong! Grumbling!
When the sphere of flame hit, it became a sea of fire.
Chelsea, who saw this, crossed her arms and muttered softly.
“Pathetic.”
Seeing the students of the Department of Magic being wiped out in an instant, Celia laughed and raked her hair.
Currently, a combat studies class was in progress with all grades participating.
Today’s combat class was Bastera, a department battle.
Since the start of the new second year semester, most of the classes have been held in dormitory competitions.
Therefore, everyone was full of motivation for the department competition that had been held for the first time in a long time.
The teams and turns were determined randomly.
And Carl’s team was given the honorable task of being the vanguard of the department.
However, coincidentally, the opposing team had Celia, the final boss of the Knight Department, while Carl’s team had no members who could stand up to Celia.
The result was natural.
It was a terrible devastation.
“That’s great, Celia.”
“thank you. “Professor Ain.”
As Ain smiled and praised with satisfaction, Celia smiled.
While the students of the Knights’ Department were enjoying the sweet comfort of being a winner.
“Wow! “Your sacrifice will not be in vain.”
“I will definitely take revenge… … Rest in peace there!”
The students of the Department of Magic were tasting the bitter taste of defeat.
Other magic students muttered indignantly as they looked at their classmates lying motionless, including their swords.
“Hey you kids.”
“We’re not dead… … .”
Carl’s teammates muttered, groaning in pain.
Chelsea, who had taken care of Carl’s team with floating magic, sighed and asked Ren.
“What should I do?”
“Chelsea student, there is one thing we don’t need in the magic department. Do you know what it is?”
“A loser?”
“no.”
Ren, who was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed and his chin resting, spoke in a cold voice.
“These are the ones who were defeated by the knight department. Take them to the infirmary.”
Chelsea nodded at Ren’s words and sent the students to the infirmary attached to the parade ground.
“Sister Nella! “I brought the kids.”
“Yes, lay it here.”
Nella was waiting in the infirmary.
Nella, one of the top students in the knight department, used to play an active role as a healer whenever there were confrontations during combat studies classes due to her Auror characteristics that specialized in healing.
“Sister Nella.”
“Please treat me.”
The male students from the Department of Magic laughed and said.
“Are you happy that you lost?”
When Chelsea said with a pitiful face, one of the male students laughed.
“When you get treatment from Nella, one of the most beautiful girls in your grade, you feel like your heart is healed!”
“So are you proud that you lost to Celia Gerdinger without even being able to do anything? huh?”
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“evil! it hurts! it hurts!”
When Chelsea poked the burned area with her magic wand, the boy screamed.
“Chelsea, you can’t use it if you harass the patient.”
“huh.”
When Chelsea was in class 5, first grade, there were two people she listened to well. One of them was Leo and the other was Nella.
After taking the injured to the infirmary, Chelsea returned to the training ground.
Then he approached Leo, who was watching the students’ game.
“Who’s next?”
Chelsea asked, sitting next to Leo.
“Team Chloe and Team Eliza.”
“Fighting Chloe! “Turn Eliza Hergin to a pulp!”
Chelsea loudly cheered for Chloe.
Chloe smiled at Chelsea and entered the stadium holding a cane.
“Leo, what department are you competing in?”
“This time, I’m competing in the Summoning Department.”
The Summoning Department has a relatively small number of people.
Therefore, in order to meet the number of students, Leo would compete as a summons department in these department schedules.
Of course, if Leo decided to reveal his full power, the balance would not be right, so he did not summon the three great phantom beasts.
“Are we enemies this time too? “It’s been a while since I wanted to do the same episode.”
Leo grinned as Chelsea slightly puffed out her lips and made a sullen expression.
“We can form a team together next time.”
“Still, I wanted to show my skills that have improved over the past month.”
Leo reached out and ruffled Chelsea’s hair.
“I know.”
Chelsea looked at Leo with wide eyes.
“How much have you improved your skills in one month?”
While Leo was in Seirun.
All second graders conquered the world of heroes.
Through him, all students took a step forward.
Among them, there was a student who took a few steps forward.
And Chelsea was one of those students.
Chelsea smiled brightly and rubbed her head in Leo’s hand.
‘It’s not just Chelsea.’
At the time of the last midterm exam.
Leo chose a hero candidate to advance into the future.
It showed a difference that was close to despair.
But among those chosen by Leo, not a single one gave up.
“Hmph, you have plenty of time.”
A snorting sound was heard from behind.
“Are you saying that the student council president, who is already ahead, can take his time?”
When Leo looked back, Duran was sitting there.
Leo made eye contact with Duran and then looked toward the stadium again.
“I’m not really taking my time.”
Leo said.
“Either Chelsea or you. I just think that you might one day walk the same path as me. So I hope you become stronger.”
Duran’s eyes twitched.
Same road.
Duran recalled Leo’s goal from first grade.
‘The subjugation of Erebos.’
I thought it was nonsense.
No one aims for that.
But maybe once.
I have dreams like that.
‘This kid, there’s no way he talked about qualifications during the last midterm exam… … ‘Is that what you meant?’
“Are you going to stand at the end of the road and wait?”
“okay. So if you want to stand on the same stage as me, come after me anytime.”
Leo, who was sitting with his back to Duran, opened his mouth.
“Because I’ll be standing at the top and waiting.”
“… … cheeky.”
Duran frowned.
However, the fighting spirit in his eyes lit up even more.
‘Leo Plov.’
Duran tightened his hands and curled the corners of his mouth.
‘Okay, I’ll chase after you.’
***
After the combat studies class, the next class was Mel’s special heroics class.
Mel’s Hero Studies was also a class that the entire second grade class looked forward to.
Although he was a new professor this year, Mel has already established himself as Lumern’s most popular professor.
The contents of the special heroism class are classes related to the Twilight Knight and Lumern.
It was a popular class regardless of grade.
Not only was the class fun, but he listened to the students’ concerns well.
In addition, it is a class that you can take comfortably in Lumern, where the class content is harsh.
It was impossible to be popular without being popular regardless of gender or age.
“There’s already a fan club formed among male students.”
Carl, who met Leo on the way to class, said with a grin.
“A professor with a beautiful sister, it’s a romance.”
Tade, who had lunch with Carl, also nodded, crossing his arms.
“I guess it’s my grandmother.”
“Leo, you bastard!”
“Did you just call Professor Mel a grandmother?”
“Professor Mel’s class is an oasis for our minds! oasis!”
Carl and Tade were furious.
Leo said while looking at that.
“But are you late?”
“Uh-huh! “Professor Mel understands with a big heart!”
“that’s right!”
“Professor Mel’s class is truly healing!”
“then! then!”
When Carl opened the classroom door and shouted, Tade agreed.
“It’s nice to have some guts. “You’re thinking about being late.”
What the sword opened was none other than the gates of hell.
Carl and Tade’s faces hardened at the cold voice that came from inside.
Halind said, checking his watch.
“I’m 10 minutes late. You better have a good reason for being late for your sacred class. Even for the sake of other second graders.”
The murderous gazes of the other second graders were focused on the three people.
Halind.
The man called Rumern Wailing Wall.
One of the things he hated the most was being late.
And the scariest thing about Khalind was that it was a crime by association.
There was no particular reason for the guilt-by-association system.
It was simply Halind’s unique way to effectively punish latecomers.
Naturally, students who are late are scolded by other students.
In addition to the three people, there were other latecomers who were sticking their heads next to the entrance to the classroom.
It was when Carl and Tade’s faces turned white.
“There was a student council meeting at lunch.”
Leo raised his hand and spoke calmly.
“Pass.”
Halind’s eyes turned to Karl and Taide.
Carl and Tade silently stuck their heads next to the latecomers.
“I really want to educate everyone, but since it’s not my class, I’ll skip it for now.”
The entire second grade class sighed at Halind’s words.
“Those who are late, please get up from your seats.”
At those words, the latecomers jumped up.
Lived! Halind said, looking at the late students with expressions on their faces.
“You go up on the platform and hit your heads.”
At those words, the latecomers moved next to Halind with gloomy expressions and buried their heads.
“Some people might be surprised that I came to their second-grade class. “The reason I came is because today’s class is being held jointly for first and second year students.”
The second graders widened their eyes at those words.
A murmur echoed in the main lecture hall.
After a while, the door opened and Mel, leading the first graders, appeared.
“Come on, everyone. “Everyone go to their mentor.”
As Mel smiled brightly and asked, the first years went to find their mentor.
“Ha, Professor Halind. Shall we go to our seats too?”
“Is that necessary?”
When Karl smiled awkwardly and said, Halind smiled coldly and called the latecomers’ mentees.
And he made me stand next to my mentors.
“Aren’t you a great mentor? “I am showing you what happens if you are late.”
The second graders looked depressed at Halind’s words.
“As expected, senior Carl does not disappoint my expectations.”
“There is nothing to praise.”
“It’s not a compliment!”
Carl responded to Juen’s words with a sly smile.
So the mentor and mentee sat together.
Chloe raised her hand.
“Professor Halind, Professor Mel. What class is today?”
Mel smiled at Chloe’s question.
“There is an announcement before class.”
Mel looked at Halind, and Halind nodded.
Hmm! Mel cleared her throat and said.
“We will make an announcement regarding mission practice for first and second year students.”
“Mission training?”
“Are we going to do mission training too?”
The first graders looked surprised.
Mission training does not begin until at least the second semester of the first year.
“yes. “To be precise, it is a mission practice conducted jointly with second-year students.”
Mel grinned.
Halind spoke after Mel’s words.
“This mission training is conducted with the mentor and mentee working as a team.”
The first graders let out a gasp at Halind’s words.
“The content of the mission training is exploring heroic dungeons.”
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