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Between the wall and the academy's main building is a garden, with benches and fountains scattered around.
A university is probably the closest image.
Some are sitting on benches and chatting, while others are surrounding a book and worrying together.
I walk through the academy, passing the students who are acting like students, and enter the classroom of the knight department that is displayed on the map.
When I enter, there are hardly any people, perhaps because there is still time before the class starts.
It's about the size of a medium-sized classroom in a university.
A popular spot for unserious students in a university.
I take a seat by the window at the very back of the classroom.
I'm bored just waiting for the lecture to start, so I read the magic book I received from Bertrand-niisama.
It's more specialized than what I was taught in the royal palace.
Something that even upperclassmen in the academy's magician department would learn.
Most of it is magic for challenging dungeons, but most of it is magic that doesn't assume the existence of a vanguard.
Rather than that, it doesn't consider swordsmen or other jobs.
Fire magic that could burn up the surrounding allies along with the enemies.
Magic circles that control water currents that seem like they would shatter everything into pieces.
Then there's magic that requires so many magicians that it doesn't seem like it can be used in actual combat at all.
However, the theory itself seems like it will be useful to me from now on, so I'm memorizing it as much as possible.
As I was concentrating like that for a while, a shadow suddenly fell on the book I was reading.
"Huh? Why is a magician department bastard in the knight department's classroom?"
When I raised my face, it was a man who looked like he was naughty.
Silver hair and blue eyes.
Judging from his appearance alone, he's probably from the northern countries.
He's frowning and looking at me without hiding his attitude that he's obviously uncomfortable.
Huh? Is he picking a fight?
I couldn't help but glare back at him through my glasses.
"Huh? What's up? You wanna fight?"
Whether he misunderstood that I was unresponsive (which I wasn't), he glared at me even more.
So I smiled so that he would understand.
"Can't you see the emblem on my chest? If so, you might not be suited to be a knight. With such a faulty vision, you'll miss the movements of monsters, you know?"
"............What did you say!?"
"Haha! It's ridiculous to judge people by their appearance. If you want, will you test my swordsmanship with that body of yours right now? Hmm?"
Veins popped on his temples in irritation.
When I ran my eyes around, it seemed that quite a few students had gathered in the classroom, as quite a bit of time had passed without me noticing.
All of their gazes are focused on me and the man in front of me.
"Hoh? With that soft body? You're going to fight with this 俺-sama!? Huh!?"
"Hey, hey, if you get so worked up, you smell like a small fry, so stop it"
The more I provoked him, the worse his expression became.
"Alright, bastard. Come outside. I'll cut you down"
"Should I tell you my name? You'll want to know the name of the man who defeated you, right?"
"I'm Arthur Shishkin. You're lucky, aren't you? Knowing the name of the man who will defeat you"
"Eh? Shishkin? Tuna? Are you a fish? You don't think a fish can beat a human, do you bastard?"
When I stood up and glared at that guy, the door of the classroom opened with a bang.
"Oh my, oh my. This year's new students are quite vigorous"
A calm adult man's voice echoed in the classroom.
When I turned my face towards that voice, a middle-aged man was standing in the entrance.
However, when I turned my eyes to his chest, it was obvious that he was a teacher.
A ring of grass and flowers surrounding the same dragon emblem as us.
"But, I can't introduce myself like this. Both of you, take your seats"
"Huh!? I won't be satisfied until I beat this guy up!"
Perhaps because he was so stirred up by me, Shishkin yelled at the teacher as well.
"I'm sorry, Professor. I was shouted at by this man for the first time and was flustered. I'll be quiet"
"Huan!? You, what are you trying to act like a good boy, bastard!?"
Shishkin, who had more veins pop on his temples at me, who had lowered himself in a submissive attitude that was the opposite of before, started shouting.
In response, I just smiled silently without opening my mouth as I had told the teacher earlier, and the other party started to get even more enraged.
Then, when he extended his hand to grab my collar, it was blocked by someone else's hand.
"I said, take your seats. Arthur Shishkin"
Shishkin, who was grabbed so strongly that I could even hear the creaking of bones, turned his face blue.
"I see, it must be hard to just sit down and be still if you're so hot-blooded, right? Joint responsibility, Ly Ortnek, Arthur Shishkin. Both of you, go out to the training grounds. The other students too. I'll measure your current strength right away."
The teacher's eyes opened with a smile on his face.
"Knowing your own weakness is also learning. Now, move quickly"
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