The Sub-Heroine’s Butler Is a Vicious Bastard

67. lapis lion (1)

Inside the academy classroom that successfully returned after defeating the cold.

I didn’t listen to the class that I was told to take as usual, and I thought about what problems I had left while I was thinking about something else.

Sherald, who keeps getting into trouble, is entrusted to his reliable grandfather, so the only thing left is…

‘My growth.’

To be honest, I didn’t even think that I would already feel that my skills were lacking compared to others.

However, Arlott was taking career highs every day, probably thanks to the ‘Imprint of the Flame’.

Koyono also became stronger several times as she went through an incident of overcoming her trauma.

Evan… Thank you for growing up well without causing trouble like Sherald. yes.

Anyway, compared to the overall weight class upgraded by one or two steps, my growth stopped.

I took some time to train myself, beat Ryan to get a dagger, and in the middle I got a skill called the shadow clone…

It was a long way from me, who had been trained as an ‘assassin’, to make dramatic changes within the academy.

‘I can’t help it, since I took on the role of an assassin at the academy.’

Where I am is the best academy on the continent.

The purpose of nurturing officers to fight against the demons is good, but in reality, it is another social gathering place full of nobles.

There are commoners, but in this academy, where most of the nobles are, as far as I know, I am the only student who wants to be an assassin.

In conclusion, there was little to learn from the academy that was praised as the best.

At the same time, I can’t actually assassinate someone at the academy, so I can’t use my skills properly either.

Arlot stands out in magic class, and Koyono and Evan handle swords, a popular weapon, so there are many people to learn from, but I envy them.

‘Where the hell is the assassination professor?’

Apparently, there is only one assassin professor in the academy.

He was indeed an assassin, so he had never seen if his stealth skills had taken Max.

Maybe it’s not like ‘finding the assassin professor is the beginning of teaching’.

It’s time to stop fantasizing and discuss realistic options.

‘There are two growth plans that come to mind.’

The content of the class was written on an immaculate white piece of paper.

[number 1. I went to the auction house.]

[No.2. Entrust learning to Lapis Ryan.]

First, the auction house is a place that exists in the underground slums of the imperial capital.

Although it was a troubled neighborhood, there was no reason not to go because you could get good elixirs and items cheaply if you looked carefully.

It is a valuable event that is held only a few times a year, but from my memory, an auction house will open soon.

In fact, the auction house was more like a gacha than a surefire method, and the main one was Lapis Ryan.

“The difference between energy and mana is important, so make sure to memorize it. Energy is accumulated in the danjeon, but mana is accumulated in the heart, and energy is… ”

I saw Ryan giving a lecture with great enthusiasm in front of me.

It was a dress that showed off her chocolate abs in her usual high-exposure outfit.

No one knows her teaching skills… No, no one would question the ‘power’ of the body.

‘Supernova Lapis Ryan.’

While many casualties occur on the front lines, many heroes are also born.

Erral de Rochni, who is called the best man in the world, and the father of our reliable Arlott was one of them.

The girl in front of her was also a hero who was called a supernova on the frontlines.

I don’t know why she is a professor at the academy when she is still young.

What is certain is that she is the best choice in the academy for me to ask to learn from.

He was also a homeroom professor, had excellent skills, and was also a person who used energy-based ‘fire’.

‘… Come to think of it, the conditions are too good?’

Ryan seemed to like learning so much that I had to ask him to teach me, not to the level of being okay.

Maybe because she was a new professor, Ryan was only in charge of hard theoretical lectures, but she was also from the frontlines in the end.

Considering that she was called to the arena as soon as she was assigned to her first class and beat up the students, she must be itchy too.

The problem is that the way she looks at me isn’t pretty…

right!

“Ugh.”

Something suddenly flew and hit my forehead.

I rubbed my forehead, wondering if there was a lump, and chalk powder came out.

I looked up and saw Ryan glaring at me with his burning eyes…

“It seems like you’ve been thinking about other things since before, but you don’t even answer when I call your name.”

“… sorry.”

“I wonder what you are thinking. Come to the professor’s office after school. I will listen to you calmly.”

With a bloody smile, she left the classroom.

While I was absorbed in miscellaneous thoughts, did class already end?

“Oh hey, Schmitz. Take a class.”

I turned around and saw Arlott looking up at me with a disapproving expression.

“sorry.”

“Isn’t it the professor who should be sorry? You looked pretty angry… ”

“… ”

To be honest, even if it was me, I was just a little angry.

Because I had hardly ever taken her classes properly.

Of course, there were downsides.

The theory classes Ryan teaches are basic, so I knew most of them.

I have game knowledge, but when I was educated at home, it was because I was beaten in the head saying it was common sense.

“But, didn’t Mr. Schmitz take the written test well last time?”

Koyono, who was in the seat in front of me, defended me.

As she said, my written grades were competing for first or second place in the class.

“I wonder when the hell did you get such high grades because you studied?”

“I’m also curious about the Schmitz study time.”

Perhaps it was jealousy rather than defense, but Koyono and Arlott’s eyes narrowed as they looked at me.

… Is this the position of ‘the guy who doesn’t seem to study but gets disrespected because his grades are high’?

Ryan or Arlot or Koyonona,

I can’t say I delved into game settings in my previous life, so I’m going crazy.

“Anyway, have a good trip. I doubt if he will come back alive.”

“I agree. Should I clear up my karma?”

I let out a silent sigh as I watched the girls giggling and teabagging me.

Should I lament my situation for suddenly becoming a neighborhood drummer?

Or should I be caught by Ryan and think about how to survive?

At that moment, a good idea flashed through my mind.

‘Coming to think of it, isn’t it rather an opportunity?’

Of course, from Ryan’s point of view, it must have been a buster call to me by expressing the anger he had accumulated so far…

If I could roll my tongue well, it would be a great opportunity to receive private lessons from Ryan.

Isn’t there a saying to turn a crisis into an opportunity?

“It is rather a good thing.”

“… ?”

Ignoring Arlott’s suspicious gaze at me, I opened my notebook.

To devise a plan to learn from her while surviving from Ryan.

It’s called “Saving Professor Ryan”.

So I diligently wrote down my plan for ‘Saving Professor Ryan’ in my notebook until all classes were over.

* * *

“Whoa… What makes you nervous?”

All of the classes ended before I knew it, and I calmed down my trembling heart in a room in the faculty building.

I’ve prepared plans A, B, and C depending on the situation, so I was fully prepared.

… Does the experience of being a college student in a previous life still remain as trauma?

I couldn’t stand still here, so I lightly knocked on the door.

“Professor Ryan, this is Schmitz.”

-come in.

Hearing the short answer, he immediately opened the door.

The professor’s office was cleaner than expected.

It should be said that it feels like there is only what you need.

‘Did you say you just came to the academy?’

Then, it made sense that the professor’s office was clean.

… No, if you look closely, you can see something like a dumbbell or yoga mat in the box behind.

“Don’t stand still, sit down for now.”

Ryan got up from his desk in the professor’s office and came over to me.

I crouched down at the serving table and had no choice but to accept Ryan pouring me some tea.

Seen through the eyes of a person who has lived as a butler all his life, his skills in driving a car were quite rough, but since he was in the receiving position, he stayed still.

“You know why I called you.”

“… yes.”

“He couldn’t pay attention at all in class. It’s not like he’s worried about anything, and if he keeps coming out like this-“

“there is. worry.”

“… hem?”

Ryan’s eyebrows furrowed, probably because I interrupted him.

I couldn’t help it because if I didn’t stop like this, the nagging would continue.

It’s already spilled water, so there’s no turning back for me.

“You know I wasn’t much of a help to the party during the last midterm exam.”

“… It is, though.”

“I am afraid that I am holding the ankles of the party members who are growing rapidly as a whole.”

“… … ”

I lowered my head and shrugged my shoulders.

It was a so-called sympathy operation.

I didn’t fully grasp Ryan’s personality, but it would be hard to get angry if the student in charge showed this.

“therefore… I have a favor, Professor Ryan.”

“Umm, what, what is it?”

I almost laughed at Ryan, who was visibly embarrassed and cleared his throat.

It seems that it works better than I thought, maybe there was no student who approached it this way.

I’m going to leave myself to the momentum and try to the end.

“Perhaps… Can I get your teaching?”

I looked up at her, acting as pitiful as possible.

“What?”

An earthquake began to occur in Ryan’s pupils.