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Chapter 61
Chapter 61
Chapter 61
RATH 61
TL: Eevee
7. Is your backside safe? (13)
Hooo?
After the vice-president Risen escaped, the student council were surprisingly quieter than I had expected them to be so I undertook an investigation, and the results were amusing to say the least.
His bootlicking skills are pretty good.
Like the metal bat beside me said, the vice-president Risens ability to suck up to people was nothing short of exemplary.
Using his shared experiences as a baseline, he used items that were essential to the other students as bait and made allies one by one.
Moreover, he provided food and other daily necessities and appealed of himself as a necessity, and the results were successful.
Thats no fun.
Owner? Dintya say that this was to remind the students how important coming to school was? But fun? Fuu~uun~?
They say even geniuses cant defeat people that enjoy something.
Thats their problem. Owners got nuffin ta do with thaat?!
Lately this kids been retorting back at me a fair bit.
Did something happen that I wasnt aware of, whys she caring so much for the students?
Thats cause, the studentsre obvs way to pitiful, dats why!
This kid, now what the heck is she saying.
If you didnt go around hitting everyone, I could guarantee that the students would have absolutely no complaints left anymore whatsoever?
Uwiit? That aint rite!
Just why are the students risking everything to escape from school?
The answer to a majority of them would be to avoid this kids tushitushis.
In that case, no more action for you from now on.
Owner, owner said it rite? Its youth cuz it hurts! So these kids in the prime of their youths need me!
What a clean stance change.
If shed been a tiny bit quicker she could even pass for a politician back in my previous world.
Cuz its meh! The textbook example of stance changing!
And the unique thing is that said textbook example was all for the sake of hitting people.
So owner, whatcha gonna do? You gonna tell th vice-pres to stop, or penalise the other stuco members on the rooftop?
Now what kind of dreary suggestion is that.
Im not going to do anything?
Theres no way my owner would do that?
Now just what kind of human does this thing take me for.
Course thatd be an evil human more demonic than a demon, exactly like the evil gods apostle!
What evil gods apostle. You say that carelessly and Im going to get hauled off.
Wiing, the evil gods apostles denying the evil god, awuu!
Since she kept on harping on about the evil gods apostle I delivered a chop to her head and she bit her tongue.
Perhaps even metal hurts when it bites its tongue, no, to begin with Id have to research to see what part of the bat corresponds to the tongue anyway, but this amusing research topic would have to be put off till later.
Since its about time for them to get out on their own anyway, it shouldnt matter if theres a bit of assistance.
About time to get out? I reckon thats probs a long way off.
The person on the scene knows of the situation on the scene the best.
The metal bats opinion who was guiding (violating) the students on the site in person would probably be correct.
And even in reality, they have still yet to break through Professor Muam on the first floor.
But theyll escape all the faster because of that!
Owners wordsre always so fulla bullshit I cant understand it!
Hmph, this creature knows much too little about the organisms named students.
Hmph, owners being mean cause I cant even go to th academy cuzza you, its unfair!
Eh, youre not old enough to attend the academy?
Wiing? Yer rite?
I nodded after I simply told her the simple truth of it.
And for the record students, are creatures that study.
Thats obvious innit? Even I know dat?
Indeed, the duty of a student is to study.
And for the record, if you tell someone thats crying to not cry, they want to cry even harder.
Really?
Judging by her tilted head it seems she doesnt get it.
In that case lets give her a personal example.
If Aris came begging to you to not hit her, and begging while crying as well, what would you do?
Haak? Our absolutely delicious Aris begging in tears U, unni cant wait any longer! Hak! Its, its this feeling!
Yes, its that feeling.
Actually I think its a bit, no, a lot different but since she understands Ill let it slide for now.
And the specifics of that kind of people, if you keep telling them to study, the less they actually want to do it.
Even if they dont wanna what can they do? Owners locking them up and making em.
Normally if they dont want to they run away, and the ones that run away you lock up and make them study.
And if you lock them up they run away again, and the one who is teaching them does their best to stop that.
The endless Mbius strip(1) of education is the same in any world.
So whats that got to do with the students escaping now?
Simple logic. They want to go, yet we are holding them back. But in front of them is a giant wall. A giant wall that they cannot escape without climbing over, but is too big for them to.
So they cant?
But these kids are going to face an even greater ordeal very soon.
Dat me?
No, the start of the new semester.
Wiing?
The metal bats eyes widened to saucers.
Yes, she wouldnt have thought of that.
The reason the kids are running to leave school was to get away from her, but their first and foremost priority was to enjoy their holidays.
But if the holidays were ending?
If their normal academy life returned?
Without ever having experienced the joys of the holidays.
Theres less than a month till the end of the holidays. And moreover since the student council have to prepare for the imperial festival, they need to mobilise during the holidays as well.
P, poor them
And so they need to try even harder to enjoy their holidays.
Especially the first years, who couldnt possibly waste the first holidays of their lives like this!
#15 Their story: Aris ril Letias story.
Kuaaaaahhhghhh!
As the daughter of a marquis, no a noble lady I shouldnt scream like this, and I knew it.
But, sometimes there are situations where you just have to scream.
What is it, Aris?
Milady, did something happen?
Did a devil appear?
As I clutched my head in a stress-induced headache the other students began to gather, but it seemed they didnt know why I was like this.
The reason I was despairing, was simply because I checked todays date.
And the meaning of that was.
Theres, exactly one month left.
Till the imperial festival? No, theres at least two months left til the imperial festival though?
A month? Whats there in a month?
Yes, everyone else didnt get it.
Yes, that was very well possible.
Because it is simply unimaginable.
Lady Aris, just what do we have a month left of?
To my very pure classmate, I told them the shocking truth I had just come to terms with.
We only have a month left of the holidays.
Come again?
For a moment, there was silence in the surroundings.
Yes, indeed.
Weve never had a break, but theres only a month left of the holidays.
Other people are all back home with their families and resting up, or going on adventures with friends.
Or if not, just staying at their dorms to go sightseeing in the capital would be what youd expect from a normal holiday life.
But weve never enjoyed any of that despite the holidays coming to a close.
Kyaaaaaahhhhk!
Nooooooooooo!
After a long silence, screams and shouts began to burst out from around the classroom.
In an academy where the majority of the students are nobles, normally youd never see this happen, but only in Yugrasia are these things frequent occurrences.
It looks like you all get it. It just one months time, we have to do the night study again.
L, lies?
That cant be! Why is it that even though the holidays have started, I dont have any memories of the holidays!
The only memory I have of the holidays are getting knocked out by the silver devil!
The commotion that began with my scream didnt settle down until a teacher came into begin the lesson.
As I thought this this is the only way!
And the conclusion I came to.
To find an answer to this ridiculous holiday life.
What do we have to do to break through!
Hm and you came to me to ask that question?
The person that looked at me, taken aback was a teacher of short stature.
Asking Professor Muam, the final boss himself, was my direct approach.
Yes!
At my forthright words Professor Muam seemed to think for a bit before he sighed and said with a bitter smile.
Become a swordsmaster.
Is there no other way?
Yes.
My expression probably turned to something similar to Professor Muams.
Swordsmaster.
The pinnacle of dreams known as the beginning and end of the sword that every swordsman dreamed of.
If there were people who approached the wall of a swordsmaster at a young age, yet never broke through until they died, there are also people who broke through to become a swordsmaster in their old age.
The realm that was said to be administered solely by the gods of war and magic.
And I had to enter that realm purely to enjoy my holidays.
Does that make any sense to you?
Even the person acclaimed throughout the empire and throughout the continent, the daughter of the Aresta marquisate, Sir Reia whom they called the Sword Princess couldnt become a swordsmaster at my age.
And youre telling me to do that?
No, even if there are many humans overflowing with potential, the only ones that are that monstrous are the heroes.
Professor Muams nodded and his reply was straight and direct.
Indeed, but on the contrary it would be obvious, would it not Miss Aris?
Excuse me?
No, even if I look like this Im the strongest elementalist of the gnomes, the contractor of the Spirit King of Water whose appearances are all recorded in the history books, wouldnt it be weirder for students to be able to defeat me no matter how talented they are?
Th, thats
When he put it like that, he was right.
The opponent was the contractor of the Spirit King of Water, the most famous of the four elemental spirit kings.
And I need to defeat him, and the other teachers in under 30 minutes.
Professor Nicerwin had given us an impossible mission to begin with!
At the very least you must be a swordsmaster to break the barrier of a Spirit King, and if you were to take advantage of the gap that formed then you might find a way to escape, but that would be impossible as long as you lacked a swordsmaster, no?
It would.
After I heard the answer I stood blankly outside Professor Muams office for a long time, until the bell went off for the next class when I hurriedly rushed back to the classroom.
And the next break period.
Isnt it impossible?
I couldnt focus on studying, and after brooding on it I ended up coming to Professor Nicerwin to complain.
But.
Dont you just have to become a swordsmaster?
The opponent was Professor Nicerwin!
To me who was complaining about the impossible difficulty where it was impossible to defeat unless you were a swordsmaster, he replied with an answer implying that it was our fault we didnt have a swordsmaster.
No, do you seriously believe its possible to become a swordsmaster?!
I dont think its impossible.
Words just arent getting through to him.
No seriously, hes saying as if it was the most obvious thing.
Thats impossible!
Its not like Im asking you to become a Grand Swordsmaster of legend or anything, whats so impossible about that? Moreover, Miss Aris, youre on the precipice of that very threshold.
This man, although he knows nearly everything about summons, it seems he knows almost nothing about swordsmanship.
Many, many swordsmen dedicate their entire lives to step over that threshold.
Life is always an uncertain thing. You always miss whats right in front of you, after all.
In that case, do you know how to become a swordsmaster, Professor?
At his statement that belittled the entirety of swordsmen, I said in a mild outburst of anger as a swordsman and not a student, but the Professors answer was completely unexpected.
I know the theory.
Huh?
Now just what the hell did this human just say.
Hm could you please call over Professor Muam for a minute.
At his all-too deadpan words.
I didnt believe for an instant that he was telling the truth, but my body was already moving to call over Professor Muam.
What is it Professor Nicerwin? Miss Aris said that you were looking for me.
I have something to tell Miss Aris, and I need your help for that.
Hm? Really?
At Professor Nicerwins words, Professor Muam nodded before doing what Professor Nicerwin instructed him to do.
Is this alright?
And what Professor Muam created shortly afterwards was pure white snow.
As fresh snow you could only see in winter piled on top of Professor Nicerwins desk, Professor Nicerwin rolled some up into a snowball and showed it to me, saying.
Now, do you see this?
Yes.
The moment I nodded, he smiled and said.
As he threw the snowball in my face.
Smack!
Then, did it hurt?
Teacher or no, is he looking for a fucking fight?