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The dull sound of footsteps echoed in the main lecture room used by second graders.
It was none other than Halind, also known as the Rumern Wailing Wall.
The entire second grade class looked tense at his appearance.
Today is the day of the special hero studies class.
The person conducting the class was none other than Professor Halind.
As students advance to second grade, the number of encounters they have with Halind has definitely decreased.
But even so, Halind was still an object of fear for second graders.
It was a time when the entire second grade class was looking nervous.
“Carl Thomas.”
“Yes, yep!”
Jump up!
Carl jumped up from his seat at Halind’s soft words.
“Wake Eliza Hergin next to you.”
Carl was startled by those words and looked to the side.
Eliza was there, nodding her head like a sick chick.
Eliza usually slept in other professors’ classes or did not come to class when she was tired, but she attended Halind’s class faithfully.
Because Eliza and Halind were afraid.
“Eliza. wake up.”
Carl spoke carefully to Eliza.
But Eliza showed no sign of waking up.
“Give me 3 seconds.”
Karl, who was startled by Halind’s words, placed his hands on Eliza’s shoulders and shook them.
“Eliza! wake up!”
Eliza, startled by those words, opened her eyes.
And then he made eye contact with Halind and his face turned white.
Halind smiled coldly as he looked at Eliza.
“What on earth are you doing at night, falling asleep in class?”
“Well, that is.”
“There is no next time.”
“Yes, yep!”
Halind stood in the middle of the podium, watching Eliza jump up from her seat and answer.
Eliza sat down and cupped her face.
‘I can’t come to my senses because I haven’t slept well in the early morning for several days.’
Five days have passed since Leo’s training began.
From then on, Eliza couldn’t sleep even a wink.
It withstands the power of Thunder’s Essence throughout the dawn.
After training, refine your spiritual power through meditation.
Afterwards, I trained my body.
Classes are always something you cannot miss.
I only sleep once or twice, but I can’t avoid class forever.
No matter how tired she was from training, it was absolutely unacceptable for Eliza to use that as an excuse to drop her grades.
Eliza would not be driven to this level of fatigue if she were simply studying and training at the same time without sleeping.
However, accepting the essence of lightning meant consuming an enormous amount of spiritual power and physical strength.
A situation where you are literally being pushed to the limit mentally and physically.
In that situation, Leo didn’t give any advice, but Eliza didn’t care.
It was what he wanted to do and he was going to do it the way he wanted to do it.
As Eliza tried to drive away fatigue by applying pressure around her eyes, Carl handed her a fatigue recovery potion.
“drink. It’s specially manufactured. “You probably woke up a little bit?”
“thank you. “I’ll calculate it later.”
“It’s okay, it’s service.”
Carl grinned.
“You are my regular customer. And also a friend. “I need to help you when you’re having a hard time.”
“friend?”
Eliza narrowed her eyebrows.
“Do you consider me a friend?”
“If you’re from the same school, same grade, and same dorm, you’re friends. And future blue chip customers!”
Eliza snorted as Carl gave a thumbs up.
“Carl Thomas, you look like you want to die by the way you’re chatting.”
“Oh, no!”
Carl’s face turned white at Halind’s point.
Eliza, who glanced at the knife, fiddled with the potion bottle in her hand and said, ‘Hmph!’ And she snorted.
Meanwhile, there was only silence inside the main lecture room.
All the students were focused on Khalind.
Today’s special hero studies class was suddenly announced.
All major, minor, and liberal arts classes were canceled, and all second-year students gathered in the main lecture hall.
Because it was such a sudden situation, my curiosity was great.
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With everyone paying attention, Halind opened his mouth.
“What’s happening in the world recently… … .”
bang-!
“You probably know everything about the situation! “Everyone is hissing, but something serious has happened!”
The door to the main lecture room opened roughly and Sedzen interrupted Halind’s words.
Halind said while looking at Sedzen.
“It’s my class? Professor Sedgen.”
“The second year is my responsibility! Isn’t it right for me to teach the class? “You teach first-year classes!”
“I understand that I am in charge of this class regardless of grade?”
“I filed a formal complaint against him!”
“Come back when the results come out at the professor’s meeting. Celia Gerdinger, Duran Moira.”
Like an honor student, Halind called the two knights in the front row.
“Take it out.”
“Professor Sedzen. “You can’t do this.”
“We will take you outside.”
Celia and Duran greeted Sedgen like a sledgehammer, grabbed him, and dragged him away.
“What are you doing? Weren’t you my lovely disciples! I’m going to act as Khalind’s stooge now! profit! Let go! Let go! “How could you guys do this to me!”
The second graders were not embarrassed by the now familiar sight.
After Sedgen left and the classroom became quiet, Halind continued the class.
“What is the most serious thing about this situation?”
Students raised their hands in response to Halind’s question.
“Carl Thomas.”
“Sedzen is breaking in again.”
“Come out, put your head down, and lie down.”
“sorry.”
“Come out.”
Karl cried and was punished next to Halind.
“Kal-kun is really fun.”
When Eiran said this to Chelsea with a smile, Chelsea’s eyes widened.
“A knife? Who is that? “I don’t know anyone like that.”
Chelsea openly treated Karl as if he didn’t know anything.
Meanwhile, Halind called the student who raised his hand the fastest after Carl.
“Nella Carven.”
“The heroes of previous generations are being resurrected as undead.”
“okay. “Do you even know why this is a serious matter?”
“This is because the foundation of the era of heroes that has existed for the past 5,000 years could be shaken.”
Halind nodded as he looked at Nella who answered in a heavy voice.
“Yes.”
Halind narrowed his eyes.
“5,000 years ago, the world was finally able to achieve peace after the great heroes defeated Erebos and ended the era of disaster. In the process, the gods who left the earth presented hero records to the world. Since then, those who have accomplished feats recognized by the gods have become heroes and have maintained peace and order in the world.”
All students nodded at those words.
Because that’s something everyone knows.
“Heroes are noble people recognized by God. Is there anyone who denies this?”
The entire second grade class shook their heads at Halind’s question.
It was absolutely true.
“Then why are the heroes of the past resurrected from the dead by the power of the Four Spirits and pointing their swords at us?”
“… … .”
Everyone was silent at those words.
A person who has been honored by God is reduced to a weapon for the evil spirit king who wants to destroy the world.
So is he really noble?
The foundation of the era of heroes is ‘heroes.’
A hero is an agent of God chosen by God.
After the second coming of disaster was prevented, such an atmosphere became even more prevalent.
The one who leads the world.
But what if such people were in fact not qualified to be God’s representatives?
The current era may seem glamorous at first glance.
The appearance of the hero Aron and Luna, the progenitor of the nebula.
Subjugation of the pieces of Erebos and victory over the Demon King.
The world’s attention is focused on Hero Records’ new miracles.
But behind the scenes, ‘Are heroes really God’s agents?’ It is also true that doubts are sprouting.
The germ of doubt creates a crack in faith.
And cracks lead to collapse.
“The reason we have this special heroics class is related to those events.”
The students looked serious at Halind’s words.
Then Abad raised his hand.
“Ask a question, Abad Lwalin.”
“Professor Halind, what do you think about the current situation?”
“You guys will know. “Just because he is a hero doesn’t mean he is an absolutely good and just person.”
Halind clicked his tongue.
“But most people have thought that heroes have noble ‘beliefs’ worthy of recognition from God.”
“That’s why I was chosen by God.”
“okay. However, having worked as a professor at Lumern for many years, I have felt doubts.”
Halind said, scanning the students.
“Is God’s choice really right?”
“yes?”
“Even students who thought they couldn’t become heroes became heroes. “Even students who weren’t supposed to be heroes became heroes.”
“… … .”
As Professor Rumern, this was a very dangerous statement.
Although we live in a time without God, God definitely exists.
Also, although there are no followers of God, we live in an era where there are heroes who represent God’s will.
Blasphemy.
It is an act of insulting the ‘hero’ who leads the world.
Even if it’s a professor at a hero academy.
Even for Halind, who has raised countless students, this was a statement that could put his professorship at risk if it were leaked to the outside world.
It was time for the students to swallow their dry saliva.
“There are idiots who say that becoming undead is also God’s will.”
Halind said coldly.
“But there has been a change at Hero Records recently.”
“What is it?”
“Recently, it was revealed that there are people who have had their records expunged from Hero Records and have been disqualified from being heroes.”
“… … !”
“… … !”
Everyone looked shocked.
Hero Records expunged.
It was an unprecedented and unprecedented incident.
“Do you have any students who would like to talk about what this means?”
At those words, the students looked at each other.
It was such a shocking thing.
Then someone raised their hand.
“Leo Plov.”
At Halind’s name, all students’ eyes turned to Leo.
“Rights that I could enjoy because I was a hero. A crime I didn’t ask about because I was a hero. Because he was a hero, he will take on responsibilities that he did not take on.”
Leo said as if declaring.
“Now that the gods’ choice has been overturned, the number of people who will not believe in their choice will increase. The existing system may collapse and a new order may emerge. and.”
“and?”
“Only the ‘real’ heroes will remain.”
Halind raised the corners of his mouth at Leo’s answer.
“You seem confident, Leo Plov.”
“I wasn’t really interested in God’s choice in the first place.”
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Dark basement.
A beautiful person, who was hard to tell whether she was a boy or a girl, dressed in pure white, was diligently writing something in a large book.
I filled in the large blank spaces one by one.
Eventually, the child who finished recording took a step back.
Saaaaaaa-!
Then the letters written in the book disappeared from the book as if evaporating.
The child scratched his gray hair.
“I don’t understand. Why on earth do my records keep getting deleted?”
He looked like he didn’t know what was going on.
Then, his face distorted.
“It’s hurting my ears, so stop talking!” what? Why do you only listen to Phoebe’s requests? Did I arbitrarily write as if I were the successor to the progenitor of Nebula? Runia el Lunda! That’s not what I wrote! It was automatically written into the record system! You know it too! “The record system is crashing because of that damn monstrosity!”
The child shouted into the air.
“what? Leo Plov? Who is that again? “I don’t know any hero with that name!”
The child nervously closed the book and started walking.
The space the child was in was strange.
It was like a huge library.
“really! “If they’re that frustrated, why don’t they become the librarians of the record system!”
The child who was about to leave the library stopped.
The very first bookshelf in the record system.
Several books had appeared on the bookshelf that had obviously burned down.
“uh?”
The child looked shocked.
“How is Kyle’s story continuing?”
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