Academy Slave Instructor

143 – Scammers

Cheaters

Arya has been walking around her academy since morning.

But her walk was different from the others.

White robes, a cane with a symbol at the end, and a beautiful face, but with a pious expression with her eyes slightly lowered, she reminded me of her saintess.

Her fanatics follow her as she walks very slowly, step by step.

– Teeing

In a solemn atmosphere, the head of the Cultists, Ballambert, shakes the silver bell lightly, and a clear sound reverberates around.

The sound of bells ringing at regular intervals draws the attention of the people around you on the street.

“Saint…”

People prayed or knelt down as they marched like a saint on a pilgrimage.

Among them, there were those who followed in the footsteps of the fanatics, and the longer Arya’s walk, the larger her group grew.

She didn’t know that her first time out on the street would be like this, but Aria is risking her shame to help Zeroa.

‘It’s easy for a miser to do. I just need to walk.’

She was dissatisfied with Lai’s horse for not having a small role, but as she followed his horse, she was so afraid of those who followed him.

Filia comes into the eyes of Aria, who is worried that people will be hurt in the crowd that is much larger than expected.

Filia, who was in the far alleyway, met Arya’s eyes, nodded her head, and disappeared.

The signal has come.

Aria headed for the Ketel monastery with the same reverent gait as before.

* * *

“You can come this way.”

The abbot leads Selma inside with a gentle smile.

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When I fell to the side of the corridor leading to the chapel, a paladin and a priest were waiting there.

“I’m sorry, Selma, but I’ve had an unfortunate situation lately, so I need to check it out.”

The abbot bows her head and apologizes.

“I’m really sorry. We insisted that we shouldn’t because we were suspicious of the believers, but we couldn’t help it because we were very sensitive about the theft case at our school.”

“It’s okay. That’s what happened.”

The abbot’s face showed sincerity as he spoke with a puzzled expression.

Selma said she understood, handed over the small bag she was holding, and stood in front of the priest who was waiting.

“Please forgive the rudeness.”

Her pious priest said she prayed on her knees in front of her.

The divine power that flowed from the priest wrapped around Selma and wrapped around her entire body.

“I’m sorry, but there’s something in your chest…”

The priest who woke up after performing the miracle spoke cautiously as if he was sorry.

“Ah, I’m sorry. It was something I got from a benefactor, so I always wore it and forgot about it.”

Selma takes her fountain pen from the inside pocket of her jacket and hands it to her paladin.

“That’s a great fountain pen. Is it Philange?”

Selma nods her head as the abbot asks, her eyes shining.

“Yes, you know.”

“I am also using a Philange fountain pen. It is an insignificant item for a lowly body engaged in God, but it is a fountain pen given to me by my master who taught me, so I am writing it with a grateful heart.”

“I got it from a benefactor, but the abbot is a teacher, so it’s something that holds memories of each other.”

“hahahahaha, that’s right. There seems to be a miracle in Pilange that connects people.”

After all her checks, Selma gets her things back and she follows the abbot inside.

“The thief has been caught, but we’re still on high alert.”

“Sorry for the inconvenience. And the culprit hasn’t been caught yet. Zeroa-kun is just a suspect. You shouldn’t doubt it until the crime is confirmed yet.”

“Do you know the culprit?”

When Selma asks, the abbot nods her head bitterly.

“I haven’t talked about it much, but I’ve seen it a lot. She’s a child who has done a lot for a declining household since she was young. It’s easy to go the wrong way in difficult circumstances, but she has a good heart and strong will.”

The abbot looks into the distance as if recalling her memories.

“The first time I saw him was when he was delivering groceries. I didn’t care then. But I called a carpenter to fix the church, and he came as an assistant to the carpenter. I even called in a sculptor to carve the body of Lady Castlelocea, and there was also Zeroa-kun next to him.”

“You must have been embarrassed.”

Selma knows that Zero has done a lot since she was little, but she didn’t expect it to be this much.

The abbot smiles bitterly when he sees Selma just nodding her head as she has to act without knowing.

“My boring story was too long. I’m sorry.”

“No. That was a good story. More than that, if the kid might not be the culprit, there’s a good chance he’s the real culprit.”

“I don’t know. But until we finish our work in the guards, we have to keep the embracing rest.”

Even if he had a good opinion of Zeroa, he was the head of the abbey who would leave everything related to crime to the guards and do his own thing.

She may look a bit sloppy, but she was a true priest who did not meddle and kept the good of religious people.

“Are the relics safe?”

“Yes, of course. No evil mind can come under Castlelocea’s roof.”

The holy relic had already been stolen once, but the abbot was confident.

“Embracing rest was originally in the chapel. Although it has divine power, embracing rest actually has meaning only in its existence itself and has no effect. It is the will of Castlelocea that humans must keep order.”

The abbot puts his hands together and bows his head slightly to show his respect before continuing.

“It has irreplaceable value to our church members, but it’s nothing more or less than a work of art outside of it. So we put it in the chapel to convey the warmth of Castlelocea to the church members…”

Then it was stolen, so the abbot is bitter about it.

“But you don’t have to worry anymore. We keep them safely in the underground vault. There are paladins guarding the door, and a barrier that detects disturbing shadows. I can’t tell you, but many other things are firmly guarded.”

“I’m glad. I hope the culprit is caught soon.”

This is a fact that even Selma knows.

In the early days of the Empire, when the battle lines were still chaotic, the Ketel Church built a shelter underground while building a monastery in Legandia.

It was a space to safely evacuate church members and citizens in case of war discord reached Legandia, but fortunately the shelter had never been used.

The monastery, which was unsatisfactory to play with the empty space, used a sturdy shelter as storage.

We kept the few remaining records, such as invaluable history books and ancient books of old sayings, and now we have moved the rest we embrace.

There is only one entrance to the sturdy double-layered door, and even the paladins keep their eyes open.

The outer wall of the monastery was covered with miracles to detect intruders, and although the abbot didn’t say it, there were many miracles or devices that detect mana inside.

“We are grateful that you are considering making a donation to our Kettel Church.”

Entering the abbot’s office, Selma sits on his old sofa and shakes his head as she sips tea.

“I can read the old books, so I’m rather grateful to the abbot.”

“It’s in the archives, but the old books can be read by anyone who deserves it. You don’t have to donate, God bless you.”

Selma hoped to read old books along with donations.

The abbot said kindly that anyone could read it, but there was no way Selma, who was not a church member, was qualified.

I pretended to be a huge donor and pretended to be a devout member of Kettelism, so this opportunity came.

While we are having boring small talk, we hear a knock and the priest enters.

“I’m sorry, director, but I think you’ll have to come for a while.”

The priest said with a serious face and whispered softly to the abbot.

Selma could hear if she strengthened her hearing, but she didn’t feel the need to.

There’s going to be an uproar in the chapel in the prescribed order.

“Sorry, I ran into a problem…

“You’re in charge of the monastery, so it’s only natural that you’re busy. I’ll be enjoying tea here, so come on.”

After expressing her gratitude to Selma, who seems to understand, the abbot follows the priest outside.

Selma, who was left alone sipping her tea leisurely, puts her teacup down and gets up from her seat.

“Well then. Shall we see if the abbot writes well?”

Taking a Flanger fountain pen from her bosom and spinning it around, Selma approaches the abbot’s desk.

Selma smiles as she looks around at the traces of her copying of documents and the Bible.

“There is a limit to the handwriting that can be used with sharp pilange in a stylish way. You need to practice your signature a bit more.”

Selma sits in her chair like her own desk, opens her drawer and her contents pulls out a blank order sheet from her.

She copied the abbot’s handwriting exactly and wrote down the contents of Selma.

Rising from her seat, Selma opens her window and drops her orders.

“Kids are full of talent and have big livers. I envy the devil. Shall I become an instructor too?”

Selma smiles happily, puts everything back on her, and sits back on the sofa to enjoy her tea.

* * *

“There is a commotion in the chapel!”

At the words of the priest who rushed in, the paladin who was sparring with Diana quickly ran to the chapel with the priest.

“I’m sorry Miss Diana.”

“It’s okay. Shouldn’t I go too?”

“No, I’m here as a guest, but I can’t lend a hand. It won’t be a big deal, so could you wait a moment?”

“Yes, don’t worry about me. Oh, but is there a place to rest in the shade for a while? I don’t know the geography of the monastery very well.”

The paladin asked for permission to stay until the end, and then headed to the chapel after informing him of the inner garden.

Left alone, Diana shrugs her shoulders and arranges her practice swords scattered on her floor.

“Whoa- It’s hard. I hate training in the hot sun.”

Diana, who is called a lazy genius, walks to the garden that the paladin told her about while fanning her hands.

Of course, Diana, ignorant of her geography, headed in the exact opposite direction.

“Catch!”

She escapes people’s eyes and goes deep into the depths. Diana finds her scroll fallen in her bush and smiles brightly.

Opening her collar and wiping the sweat between her breasts with a handkerchief, Diana inserts her scroll and adjusts her clothes.

This is a place that faithful Ketel priests and paladins would never even look at.

Diana returns to life with her humming song. She lies in the shade and enjoys her leisurely rest.

“Oh, you’re here really soon. What happened?”

As I said, when Diana saw the paladin who had just returned, she asked, and he said as if he was uncomfortable talking.

“There was a fight between two academy students…”

“Yes? Really? Who are you?”

“I don’t know the name, but fortunately there was an instructor outside, so I was able to dry it easily. I subdued the two fighting like fierce wild boars at once, and bowed my head 90 degrees to the abbot and apologized.”

The paladin’s eyes contained respect. If the object of her respect had known how she was doing at the academy, she would have been disappointed.

“If it wasn’t for the instructor, I would have done a lot of harm to the Ketel Bridge. I apologize on behalf of those fools.”

“Miss Diana has nothing to apologize for. She’s of a fiery age, so that could happen. Her instructor’s sincere apology and the abbot’s understanding, so that’s fine.”

It was Diana who was sorry she missed Rai apologizing, but she’s got to do what she has to do now.

“I see. Is anyone hurt?”

“Fortunately, no one… Oh, the academy student next to me said he passed out. Could you identify him? The priest was worried…”

“Yes, I’m fine. Are you seriously hurt?”

“She passed out because she was hit on the head by mistake, but the priest has already treated her. I’ll just wait until she wakes up to calm her mind and body. There’s nothing wrong with it. I assure you.”

To reassure Diana, who is worried about her academy student, the paladin speaks confidently.

Diana follows her paladin into her infirmary.

Lying on her white bed, Pira perfected her distraught performance, although she came sooner than she planned and panicked.

Her original plan was to come because she was accidentally injured while training, but she couldn’t miss the opportunity and Diana arrived ahead of schedule.

“It’s Pia…”

“Do you know someone?”

“Yes, they’re in the same class. She’s a pitiful kid. Her boyfriend keeps suspecting her, but the bond she developed with him keeps her from breaking up.”

‘Don’t say anything strange!’

She was Piara who wanted to refute Diana’s explanation, but she couldn’t do anything because she had to keep fainting.

“She’s a pitiful woman…”

“Yes, I always smile brightly, but on the inside I feel sorry…”

“Huh…”

“Are you awake?”

“No, he’s probably having nightmares. I need to make him more comfortable.”

Diana approaches and begins to unbutton her fiara.

“Well, I’ll be out for a while.”

When the paladin, embarrassed by her unstoppable hand movements, left, her fiara’s hand flashed and grabbed Diana’s wrist.

“What are you doing?”

“Virginity confirmation? Could you give me a chance to solve the 7 mysteries of the academy?”

Diana smiles brightly as she sees Piara whispering with her teeth clenched.

She then takes her scroll from her own chest and puts it in her chest.

“I delivered it~”

“Seriously, don’t play with me. I’m very nervous.”

Fianna buttoned up her clothes and hid her scroll.

“What’s the point of just lying down?”

“It feels like being alone in the middle of enemy lines.”

She said she was shaking, but now all she had to do was lie back until the people who needed orders came.