Academy Slave Instructor

139 – The guards are here

The guards are here

“If you’re a knight, come out proudly like a knight! Don’t be mean!”

“You’re not like a knight either.”

Athran turns his eyes in anger at Seiban’s words.

“Aren’t you angry? You’re acting like a dog to Zeroa?!”

“But even if you shout, the culprit won’t come out. Rather, they’ll like it more after seeing your reaction. And…”

At the cold opinion, Aslan shuts her mouth, and Seiban looks at Zeroa, blurting out her afterwords.

The problem is not bullying, but bullying.

Even though the empire respects the strong, it does not despise the weak.

However, all those gathered at the academy are proud of their skills.

People will look at you with sympathy and extend their hands, but since you are in the position of the weak, your pride will be trampled on.

Even if she underestimates her skills and is a humble zero, this gaze cannot be comfortable.

Seiban thought of Zeroa, calmed Aslan’s excitement, and asked her to sit down.

“What’s up?”

When Diana, who was far away, approached and asked, Seivan quietly explained the situation.

I wanted to get people’s attention right now and bury it, but I couldn’t help it because Aslan was making a big deal out of it.

The nearby academy students pretend to eat quietly and listen to Seiban’s story.

After hearing all of her explanation, Diana opens the lid of Zeroa’s lunchbox and closes it again while frowning.

“Zeroa, let’s eat mine.”

Diana squeezed into the space where one person was supposed to sit, and put down the tray she had brought while holding close to Zeroa.

“Now, ah~.”

“It’s okay, I can eat by myself.”

After being forced to feed Zeroa, who refuses, Diana casually picks up her meat with a fork that comes out of his mouth and eats it.

“I heard that there are a lot of such guys in the first grade these days, but I didn’t expect there to be a second grader.”

The first graders, who have a history of bullying lost children, notice Diana’s voice when she rests her chin on her arm on the table and speaks as if chatting.

“Well- the first graders have their own intentions, so I’m leaving it alone for now, but I’ll have to shake it up once the work is over.”

Instructors do not impose rules or etiquette on students.

Their roles are limited only to lectures, and they give students autonomy.

However, even if freedom is given, self-indulgence is unacceptable, so the academy students maintain discipline in the way the grade above them manages.

The academy has such a free atmosphere that even if it is called management, it does not help when there is a problem or intervene when doing something socially unacceptable.

“There is no guarantee that they are in the same grade.”

At Seiban’s words, Diana nodded her head.

“Right, but because the same grade is the most accessible. Zero-ah, her feet aren’t wide, and she’s not the kind of person who’ll be a nuisance to those around her, right? She just picked the one with the highest probability.”

“If you think about it like that, there’s no way the second year who knows Zeroa’s character well will have malicious thoughts.”

“I agree with that. But malice doesn’t discriminate against the character of the target, right? Humans aren’t such nice creatures.”

“That’s irrefutable.”

Diana and Seivan agree on each other’s opinions with faces full of ridicule.

At their pessimistic conversation, Zeroa smiles bitterly and Aslan frowns.

“Does it matter now? We need to get him right now.”

“Neng~ Whether you break the legs or break the neck of the guy you caught, I’ll leave that to the torturer Asran, so let’s guess the culprit. Zero-ah, have you done anything wrong to anyone lately?”

Zeroa is seriously troubled by Diana’s words.

“Uh… There was a time when I bumped into Mizire and fell together… And Julius was late because I mistakenly gave him the wrong classroom. And…”

“Yeah, that’s okay. You didn’t do anything to earn resentment.”

After stopping Zeroa from talking about trivial daily matters, Diana picks up a piece of meat and puts it into his mouth.

“If Zeroa had incurred resentment for something like this, wouldn’t Aslan have already been hit with about 70 knife punches when he was hungry?”

“Why me? I’m kind to people around me.”

“Hasn’t it already been beaten? Look, look.”

Aslan expresses her dissatisfaction, but Seiban also nods at her words.

With her mischievous expression, Aslan removed Diana’s hand from touching her stomach by raising her top, then kicked her tongue and glared at her.

“f*ck, no resentment, or just a prank? You bastard, you got caught.”

“I’m not kidding.”

Athlan looks at the words of Delren, who has been quietly eating until now.

“There’s only one left.”

Seiban grins as he sees Delan chewing on the food in her mouth.

“Jealousy.”

“Jealousy?”

Seiban tells her the correct answer, and Aslan asks back.

“More impulsive than resentment, childish. Sometimes it’s hard to find out why you have these feelings because you get up over something so trivial.”

“Is it because Zeroa is so popular?”

“No, no… I’m not popular…”

As Diana brings her face close to her shoulder, Zeroa turns away from her shyly.

Diana smiled as if the reaction was cute, put her chin on her chin again, and looked around her.

“Assuming jealousy, who would it be?”

At Diana’s words, everyone shuts her mouth and ponders for a while.

“…… Cuthbert.”

“It must be Cuthbert.”

“So is it Cuthbert?”

“Eh-…?”

At the common culprit of Aslan, Seivan, and Diana, Cuthbert, who was eating from afar, stared blankly.

Diana looks at him with her bright smile and bangs on her desk.

“Yes, Cuthbert guilty!”

“Ehh?”

Diana points her finger at Cuthbert, who is whimpering with a puzzled expression.

“Zero, whom she thought was similar to her, became popular, so you became jealous and did this. A vicious bastard, she harbors ill will for not being able to celebrate her friend’s happiness. You are the death penalty!”

“I object!”

Boleyn, who was next to Cuthbert, jumps up and shouts.

“Cuthbert isn’t popular! He’s lacking! He’s right! He could be jealous… Of Zeroa! Cuthbert isn’t the kind of person who would do such a petty thing! This guy values his own comfort! He wouldn’t do such a thing! I don’t have the courage to do it! f*ck the dog!”

“Kuhh… The perfect objection…”

“You guys… Can you shut up?”

At Bolin’s objection, Diana put on a lost expression and turned her head. Cuthbert glared at her, realizing that everything was a joke.

Diana, leaning her shoulder on Zeroa, looks up at him and smiles.

“How are you feeling?”

“Yes? Ahahahaha… Thank you for your concern. But I’m really fine. I’ve been through a lot of strange things at work in the past. This level is nothing.”

“What kind of life have you lived?”

She rather sees Zeroa saying that this kind of bullying is cute, and puts on a disgusted look at her Aslan.

“Are you going to catch it anyway?”

Diana asks Zeroa about her intentions.

I am angry about this, but the most important thing is the victim’s will. He will help if he wants to, and stop here if he doesn’t want to.

“Yes, I have to catch it.”

Zeroa nods her head.

If it were him before he came to the academy, he would have thought that the answer was to silently accept and endure bullying, but now he has changed.

It wasn’t because she was simply confident in her skills, but because she experienced the mental strength of people close to her, such as Raina Philia and Aslan, and learned that it’s not wise to just endure it so as not to cause trouble to others.

“Yes, yes. I can’t help but help you when you answer with an expression that makes you want to kiss me.”

“Yes? No, that…”

“hehehehe, I can see why other people like it. Then I’ll make you feel better.”

Diana spoke strangely into his ear, and she spoke in a loud voice as if everyone could hear.

“Are you listening? You nasty bastard? Poor bastard who has no meaning of existence if he doesn’t do obscene things. I’ll go catch him soon! What does he look like?”

“Those who live a trivial life have the same face, and it’s dirty to breathe the same air, so I’d like them to leave. What are their parents doing?

“Uhh~? If your parents are ugly goblins, you’ll smell a little? You’re lacking in ability, but you’re jealous of others, and you’re proud when you secretly do something like this.

After receiving the words from Seiban, the two excitedly criticize the culprit.

If anyone hears it, it’s just words that would raise questions about their personality, but the two talk loudly because they say they don’t care and talk.

The culprit, who must be watching somewhere, wants them to listen.

All human beings who do this are the same. I get pleasure from watching the victim of malice suffer and tremble with anxiety from behind.

Diana and Seivan blocked the pleasure.

Despite the malice, they joked around, laughed and chatted, and of course couldn’t be happy as they laughed at each other.

While doing so, the two quickly scan the surroundings.

Their purpose was to find those who had strange expressions, among them those who felt humiliated and trembled.

“Excuse me, can I interrupt the conversation?”

Someone politely asks from behind.

He was a man full of neat clothes and a soft and refreshing impression.

“It’s been a while, Orle-senpai. I thought you weren’t interested in the second graders?”

“You guys are so good that you are the future of the academy, so there was no chance for us 3rd years to interfere.”

When Diana recognizes her and greets her, Orle smiles shyly and replies.

Since the first year, they have been champions of martial arts competitions, have risen to the round of 32 en masse, and have been called golden riders with excellent grades such as tactics and strategies, so the grades immediately above them were relatively weak.

They don’t fight well and get along well, so there’s no accident, so Orle’s grade has never tried to manage the grade below him, including Diana.

“But I think it’s a big deal now.”

“Really? I think we can solve it by ourselves.”

“The more people there are, the better. They can investigate our grade level. They are seniors who have nothing to boast about, so let them help with things like this.”

Even at Diana’s words, Orle maintains a gentle smile.

Diana’s wary attitude, who gets along with everyone, is amazing. When Zeroa is looking at her, Orle speaks to her.

“Hello, Zeroa-kun. Is this your first time greeting you like this?”

“Hello, senpai. I didn’t expect you to know my name.”

“Geroa-kun’s name is known to many 3rd years. He also played an active part in cavalry battles.”

She fought Violet with Arya, but she was Arya and Violet who gave in. Zeroa, who thought she wasn’t so conspicuous, was a bit odd, but she accepts the compliment.

“Thank you, senpai.”

“You can call me Orle comfortably.”

As Orle continues the conversation smoothly, Diana and Seivan look at him suspiciously.

However, it seems that Zeroa has fallen for Orle’s gentle atmosphere.

The eloquence of the words and appropriate compliments made the conversation person fall in love, and the two of them have quite a conversation.

“Then see you after training. My kids wanted to talk to you too. Of course you’ll hear more about this incident than tea time.”

“Yes, thank you for your help.”

Seeing the back of Zeroa nodding at Orle who left, Diana put her elbow on Seivan’s shoulder and quietly whispered.

“We lost our ally Zero?”

“I don’t have a taste for stealing.”

“I agree.”

The two of them gritted their teeth and glared at Orle, but Zeroa seemed to have completely overlooked it.

With the exception of Mia, Zeroa, who only had contact with her in the same grade, was a little excited when she met Orle.

Zeroa was envious whenever he saw those who were close with seniors or juniors, such as academy students like Seivan or Diana who were good at socializing, or academy students who had already had relationships with noble families before coming to the academy.

Orle, who is not coercive and gentle, is the ideal senior he dreamed of, and as soon as Rai’s training is over, Zeroa visits him and has a lot of conversation before returning home.

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At first, it was similar to listening to find the harasser, but as time passed, it turned into a personal chat between seniors and juniors, and Zeroa was satisfied with conversations with them who treated her comfortably.

Although it turned out that someone was trying to bully her, Zeroa thought positively, saying that when something bad happens, something good also happens.

Arriving at the room, Zeroa throws her bag on the bed to change her clothes.

– Took

“Huh? What is it?”

Zeroa blinks her eyes and reaches for her as an unfamiliar object falls out of her bag.

An elliptical white object resembling an egg had golden figures engraved on its surface.

It is a small object, but not only for its value as a work of art, but also for its power.

‘…… Holy power?’

It is now a familiar sacred power through Abigail. However, she contained enormous power that was incomparable to her divine power.

Sacred Relic.

As soon as I think of her words, Zeroa gives goose bumps down her back.

It is an item that the church wants to protect unconditionally. It is an item that cannot be taken out of the country or owned by an individual unless it is a special case.

I don’t know why this was in the bag. When Zeroa is frozen, I hear her knock and her kara comes inside her.

“Huh? Kara? Why, why?”

“…… Brother… What did you do?”

“No, no. Didn’t you do anything?”

“Then why are the guards looking for you?”

Kara’s expression was serious.

And when she said that they were guards, Zeroa’s expression turned livid.