The Reincarnated Archmage’s Journey Chapter 8

Episode 8. Second Semester (2)

Before the first class of the second semester began, I received a call from Professor Mobro Reggie.

-Artel, would you like to come to the classroom first?

I only saw Mr. Reggie once on the day I was reincarnated, and even then I lost consciousness right away, so I don't know what kind of teacher he is.

His call wasn't very pleasant, but I couldn't avoid it since I was going to see him again until this winter.

When I arrived at the classroom, the tiered arrangement of desks felt unfamiliar.

It's been locked all through the holidays, so it's been two months since I've been here.

Reggie was sitting at the desk closest to the entrance.

“Artel, how have you been during the vacation?”

Did you just call to say hello?

“Yes, it’s okay.”

“……?”

But when I answered, Reggie's eyes widened a little.

“Why are you doing that?”

"Your speech has changed a lot. You're speaking with so much politeness."

I had a rough idea of what kind of speech Artel would use.

“Did you call me because I collapsed before vacation?”

“That’s true, but actually, I heard something from Kiena that made me curious.”

As soon as Kiena's name was mentioned, my heart sank.

Surely you weren't talking about that book… … .

"We all trained together during the vacation. Kiena is a summoner, and you and Hei are elementals, right? And you're both fire elementals."

I was a fool to doubt it. Kiena and Hei think terribly of Artel.

As expected, it seemed like nothing was said about the book.

"yes."

“Can you show me?”

Rejido is also a fire elementalist.

Although she had bright red hair, her eyes were not perfectly red.

Although he is a fire elemental wizard, he is probably a 6th circle wizard whose fairy tales are not perfect.

It may be one of the lower ranks among the 6 circles.

The way Etar's magic school was run was quite similar to the school I attended in my previous life.

Even if you don't pass the 7th Circle promotion exam, you are given one chance.

If you become a teacher in a lower class for a few years and teach and pass a certain number of students, you will have another chance to take the promotion exam.

Reggie would be exactly that type.

“Why are you curious?”

But I had no intention of following his directive to try magic right away.

“Yes, I wanted to check your level and give you some advice on whether you can pass the promotion exam this year or not.”

Reggie seemed like a kind teacher to his students.

I could feel the sincerity in the answers you gave me.

“If you answer my question, I will try.”

“Okay, ask.”

“What circle of wizard are you, sir?”

I just wanted to make sure it was really Circle 6.

If Reggie is a 6th circle, it means he is a dropout from the 6th class, and that means it is run in the same way as the magic school in his previous life.

At least I should have known.

"Circle 6. So, I think I can get a good look at your magic."

As expected, that's right.

And it seems to be the same thing that teachers usually don't say which circle they are in when introducing themselves to students.

I can see you answering without any hesitation.

“Okay, now that you’ve answered my question, can you grant my request this time?”

"yes."

I deliberately took a few steps away from Reggie.

Since I had no intention of showing that I could handle higher level magic, I pretended to be a true beginner magician and concentrated as much as possible, and only implemented the most basic magic, the fire ball.

Hwaruk!

“Oh.”

But Reggie's reaction was more intense than I expected.

Could it be because Artel, who usually just sleeps, found the element and created magic?

“At this rate, even a second circle would be no problem, right?”

huh?

I showed you magic that is just right for the 1st circle level?

“Is this it?”

I asked because I really didn't know. What on earth did you see to make you so sure?

"Well then. The brightness and size of the fire. Just looking at these two things, I couldn't even perform that kind of magic when I was at Circle 0."

My thoughts were short.

Since I've always only dealt with high-level magic above the 8th circle, I've temporarily missed out on those basics.

Didn't you say that the state of mana is affected not only by size, but also by concentration and number?

Since he was a great magician in his previous life, even if it is the same 1st circle magic, its firepower will be different.

“Congratulations. You’ve worked hard for five years.”

The second semester isn't even over yet, it just started today, and Reggie said, patting my head.

It doesn't seem like he was that attached to Artel… … I think it's because he had to pass a certain number of tests to be able to take the promotion exam himself.

Bam!

At that moment, the closed classroom door opened with a loud noise.

The students who entered the classroom were Russell and his group, who had been seen in the hallway before class started.

“Student Russell, did you have a good vacation? Oh, judging by your new hair color, I guess you have something to celebrate too, Student Russell?”

Reggie was particularly difficult with Russell.

When talking to me, you speak informally, but when talking to Russell, you speak formally… … .

Reggie didn't have a surname either. That means he was of commoner origin.

In particular, Russell is a man who consistently despises and oppresses commoners, calling them the common people. That must be why.

Russell's gaze toward Reggie wasn't very kind either.

But then Russell came up to me, stuck his face out, and asked,

“Hey, what did you do just now?”

"what?"

“Are you a light elementalist too? You used flash magic on me.”

This rookie figured it out… …?

I thought I wouldn't be able to tell the difference because I didn't have enough skill or control to use the magic aimed at me against my friend.

“Student Russell, what does that mean?”

Now even Reggie is starting to take interest.

'This is tricky.'

"This kid used flash magic on me. Who taught you that? How did you learn the elements and use flash magic when you were at school all summer?"

Russell now grabbed me by the collar and shouted.

At that moment, students began to enter the classroom one by one, as if it was getting close to class time.

The students stopped walking as soon as they saw me grabbing them by the collar as soon as I entered.

“Russell, since class is starting, would you please let go of my hand?”

Reggie carefully stopped Russell.

Russell must have had some thoughts, as he felt the students' gazes and withdrew his arms in discontent.

Russell and his party sat down like that.

The last students to enter the classroom were Kiena and Hei.

The two of them came up to me, panting, and asked.

“Where have you been? I thought you were sleeping again, so I went to the dorm, but you were gone. I had to look for you for a long time!”

That's a relief.

Kiena and Hey have no idea what happened between me and Russell.

“I came first because the teacher called me.”

“Then at least tell me!”

Instead, Kiena's scolding was unavoidable.

"sorry."

“So, did you all have a good vacation?”

Reggie's face changed into a bright smile and he began to teach in earnest.

The students who witnessed the small scuffle between Russell and me were still watching me and Russell, but Reggie tried his best to ignore it and proceeded naturally.

But one spot on my face was hot… … .

It was none other than Russell's sharp gaze.

"Now that vacation is over, I see some students have grown. Russell in particular."

"why?"

Although he was speaking politely, he answered in a rather impure tone.

Do you really think that family is a position?

It's just a shame.

And in Class 0, it seemed like Michael Russell was the only child of the family.

All the students in Regina's classroom are watching Russell's every move.

“I heard you found the element. Did the head of the Michael family guide you?”

"Do I have to answer that question? And don't speak the master's name so carelessly."

The class atmosphere became even colder.

Reggie's intention in talking to Russell was probably to appease the guy who was shooting lasers at me, but he's just plain ignorant.

“……I’m sorry.”

As Reggie read the mood and was about to resume class, Russell suddenly jumped up from his seat and asked him.

"Teacher, Artel is a light elementalist. Who taught him that? He must have had nowhere else to go, so he stayed at school all summer."

"ha……."

“What is he talking about?”

I sighed without realizing it.

Hey whispered to me.

"I don't know either."

“Student Russell, there seems to be some misunderstanding. Student Artel is….”

Reggie explained for me, his eyes fixed on me.

“Artel student, may I speak?”

I could tell by his expression what he wanted permission for.

Yeah, in times like this, it's better to use the teacher than to step forward.

“Yes, please.”

"Student Russell, Student Artel, you did find the element, but it wasn't light. It was fire. I can confirm this because I saw it myself."

"Where did you get the lie? I was clearly fooled! I used flash magic!"

"Student Russell… that's impossible. An elementalist can only manipulate one element. Artel is a fire elementalist."

"How dare you try to teach me what you know! There are so many teachers in the family who are far more skilled than you!"

He is completely stubborn.

I was going to watch for now, but I guess I'll have to change my plans.

“Russell.”

“How dare you call my name so carelessly?”

"You cast magic targeting me, and even your friends fell victim to your magic. Doesn't that mean, Professor, that you still don't have control over Russell?"

Just implementing magic isn't the end.

It requires control and skill to handle it exactly as you want.

A wizard without control is like a swordsman who cannot wield his sword with ease.

I was deliberately emphasizing that Russell had no control.

“Was that so, Mr. Russell?”

“Are they all ignoring me now…?”

As Reggie seemed to be persuaded, Russell flared up.

Okay, this is it.

"Well, show me here. Target me and use flash magic. If no one else is affected, that proves you have control, right?"

"No, I'll blind all of you here. It's punishment for disrespecting the Michael family."

“Or so.”

Surely a child is a child.

Even though he made a small provocation, he ended up giving himself a bigger task.

Russell probably thought this.

There are thirty students in this classroom.

If he blinds everyone, he will be able to prove that he has the ability to handle even more magic than them.

“You said you would do that, sir?”

“Student Russell, you can come down and try it.”

Reggie would have wanted to settle this matter quickly.

If Russell were to take complete control, I'd be in trouble, but that absolutely would not happen.

I was sure because I had already experienced it once in the hallway.

“Including the teacher’s eyes.”

“…….”

Russell rose triumphantly and went down to the stage.

And just before he cast his spell, he glared at me and warned me.

“Look carefully, the difference between a commoner like you and a noble.”

“Does a child of a noble family naturally talk a lot? Just do it.”

"cheeky……."

Russell stretched out his hands.

The moment I opened my eyes, a sphere of white light brighter than the classroom lights floated in the air.

Beep-!

Huh… …? Something is strange?