Became the Golden Sun of the Academy

39 – Open Exercises (1)

After meeting Kyle, who still needed a break, Lucy returned to her assigned room and trudged toward the bed.

He must have been thinking a lot in many ways. She groaned and grabbed her toe.

“After.”

With that in mind, Lucy climbed onto the bed.

And.

Bung!

“Evil!!”

She screamed and kicked the well-folded blanket on the bed with her foot.

She must have felt that once was not enough. The futon fluttered and raised dust.

“…… Pretty…….”

Bung!

“Evil!!”

I wonder if I’m crazy, once again playing 2 roles per person.

The sound she made while holding the veins in her neck was a bonus.

“My face blushed at that!”

Bung!

Finally, the blanket flew away and fell to the floor.

Lucy was still on the bed as if she was still excited.

It wasn’t because of the reason she was doing this, it was because of what Adele had said just a moment before that she thought she was sleeping.

Although she is precisely because of herself she blushed at that compliment.

“Whoa… ….”

Lucy brushed her hair and sat cross-legged on her bed.

It was all because of the lack of anger these days, and it was to recharge her anger.

She received her apology to Adele because she was not weak of heart until that day.

“… ….”

So Lucy closed her eyes and quietly tried to recall her past.

“… ….”

A minute or so has passed.

Lucy couldn’t concentrate and twisted her body before opening her eyes.

“Ha.”

She tried to recall the atrocities Adele had done to her in the past, but what came to her mind more than that was what happened today.

The appearance of Adele, who is angry at the criticism directed at herself, giving her body to greet the garbage that is aiming for the back of the head.

And Adele’s back view while dealing with Nikita, who left her alone a few days ago and became her witch.

“Are you really crazy?”

Because of that memory that sticks to my brain like a chewing gum and doesn’t come off, it’s not a good idea to recharge my anger today.

Judging that, Lucy got up and went through a nearby bag.

Contents were thrown to the floor and made a mess.

“Here it is.”

Lucy rummaged through her bag and took out a small notebook.

“Let’s write a diary.”

A diary to record what happened that day and the emotions she felt at that time.

This diary, which he had been writing for a long time so as not to forget Adele’s misdeeds, was on the verge of filling up the notebook before he knew it.

I haven’t used it lately, but if I use this at least, wouldn’t it be possible to go back to the beginning?

“Then…… Where do you start writing?”

Lucy, who was thinking about putting the pen to her lips, made up her mind and moved the pen.

Start…… From relatively recent times he can recall the emotions he felt then.

That was when Adele broke Kyle’s foot.

* * *

“Ha.”

I laughed out loud when I saw the bracket posted on the bulletin board.

Adele Heights vs Anastasia Aris.

Anyone can see that this is a match filled with selfishness.

No, I thought it might be like this since they were 1st and 2nd, but when I checked it with my own eyes, I felt breathless.

A 1vs1 match with that Anastasia?

“It is a mountain beyond the mountain.”

I passed through a crowd of students trying to check the match schedule.

She said to Charlotte, who was standing by the doorway where there were no crowds.

“Charlotte, I have something to prepare. You should help too.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Charlotte bowed her head without saying anything, and I immediately walked towards the auditorium where the public practice was to be held.

Since it is located in such a remote place, there were few people I encountered on the way to the main auditorium.

A large auditorium that sits there as if it were one with the dense forest that we arrived at.

“Is there any security?”

The security was tight, perhaps because it was before the public practice.

Two unknown persons, either professors or employees, were guarding the door, and the auditorium itself was surrounded by a transparent membrane made of magic, making it impossible to enter from the outside.

However, there was no problem.

This level of magic is easy to pass.

I immediately put my hand on the curtain and activate the fairy tale.

I disassembled and interpreted the magical system that flowed into my head, distorted its shape, and created a small hole through which one person could come and go.

Me and Charlotte passed through the curtain through the hole, closed the hole again, and entered the auditorium.

The dome-shaped ceiling.

A bleacher made for spectators to sit on.

And the entire first floor is for students practicing.

It was the inside of an indoor sparring arena used when fighting Kyle one day, only to be enlarged in size.

“So, Master, what do I need to help?”

As I ordered, Charlotte asked, holding a brush and a bucket of ink.

I answered her question while packing a bucket and brush.

“From now on, I will engrave a magic circle that looks like this in this auditorium.”

I drew a needlessly complex magic circle in my memory and showed it to Charlotte.

It was a short time, but Charlotte nodded her head as if she had memorized it.

That’s how Charlotte and I carved magic circles all over the auditorium during the given break.

When the sky outside the window turned red with the sunset, the inside of the auditorium was filled with the magic circles we drew, and I hid them as they were assimilated with the scenery.

With this, the preparation was perfect.

* * *

Time flies and the day when open practice takes place.

Ttogak─ Ttogak─

The sound of shoes ringing in the hallway bathed in morning sunlight.

After that, countless footsteps followed like an echo.

“Is today the practice day for the students that Professor Cayen was so proud of?”

Ella asked as she passed through the hallway where there was only silence other than the sound of footsteps.

Her skin without a single wrinkle, strong muscles that filled her body, and her eyes that overpowered her professor just by looking at her made me forget that she was an old man who had lived for more than a hundred years.

Cayenne, who still couldn’t adapt to her charisma and followed her like a dog, answered.

“Yes, I am a student named Anastasia Aris.”

In response to her question, the secretary walked up and handed her a bundle of papers.

During the open practice, the personal information of the students that Ella would directly see and evaluate was written.

Ella’s hand, which was scanning the faces of the students as she turned the papers one by one, stopped at the page where Anastasia was mentioned by the secretary.

“The attribute is [Summon]. It reminds me of a damn lich who was in the Demon King’s army.”

Recalling her past and cursing at her, Ella skimmed through the contents one by one from the top.

“Have you already mastered your unique magic?”

“Yes, he is a genius.”

At Ella’s praise, she rejoiced as if she had been praised.

Even in normal times, she lived with Anastasia’s praises in her mouth, and that habit seems to be the same today.

“Not only that. In addition to using her unique magic, she can summon hundreds of summons at the same time.”

“Huh, is that so? I wish I was there when I was on active duty. If it was, I wouldn’t have suffered so much because of the undead summoned by the lich.”

“You are right. If it were her, she would certainly have been of great help in subjugating the Demon King’s army.”

Cayenne’s praise comes out like it’s on par with the heroes of the past.

Ella’s secretary was worried that Ella, a hero of the past, would be uncomfortable with the praise, but Ella was listening to Cayenne without any sign of displeasure.

What does it matter how others evaluate it?

Her own prime has already passed, and it is impossible to know exactly when looking back on that time and comparing it to someone now.

However, Ella asked Cayenne with her excited expression.

“Fun. I look forward to it. If I knew it would be that much, I would call her old colleagues.”

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“…… ?”

Because it was known that all previous heroes were already dead, Cayenne showed a puzzled expression.

Ella laughed and patted Cayenne’s back with her large palm.

“By reviving it with necromancer. I can’t praise her juniors because they’re only bones, but I think I can clap my hands?”

“Ah, yes… ….”

What a joke.

Cayenne couldn’t even reply and she just nodded her head with an awkward smile.

“Then let’s see some of the students Professor Cayenne is proud of.”

As we walked and chatted, we reached the end of the hallway before we knew it.

Ella pushed lightly with one hand on the huge steel door, which could have been 10 meters long, and the door opened with a gigg, a scratching sound on the floor.

The 5th floor of the auditorium.

Special bleachers reserved for faculty and Ella.

I could see the auditorium full of students who came to see the rumor that the hero Ella was attending.

When Ella entered the auditorium, she saw that all the students, hundreds of them, fell silent.

She didn’t interrupt her on purpose, because she noticed she came in.

Isn’t that the case sometimes?

Such a situation where everyone is talking during break time in the classroom, but suddenly becomes quiet as if everyone kissed.

Students now had a similar experience.

When the presence that overwhelmed them entered the same space, the students felt as if they had become the pillars supporting this gigantic auditorium, and involuntarily shut up.

The pressure dissipated after Ella took the top spot in the grandstand, and the equally overwhelmed professors took their seats one after the other.

“Let’s start.”

Even though she didn’t use amplification magic, Ella’s voice spread throughout the auditorium to the extent that no one could hear it.

And then, the open practice began.

* * *

“Was the first magic you used was for trickery?”

The open practice was conducted in a really heavy atmosphere.

As if this place were a battlefield, Ella, who did not miss even the slightest mistakes made in practice, was pointed out in the name of giving feedback to her students, and that point really made me feel like killing people.

“Yes, yes. That’s right.”

After completing the practice, the student climbed onto the podium and answered into the microphone containing amplification magic.

Thanks to the amplification of the sound, the student’s trembling voice could also be heard better.

“Was the trick to fool your own eyes? The smoke screen you scattered at the beginning limited you in the use of your talents in the end, but luckily you overcame it.”

I heard that the process, not the result, was important, but the student, who never imagined that feedback towards the winner would be sharper than the loser, suffered as if Ella’s heart was being dug into her heart with every word.

If I knew it would be like this, when I was a defeated student who was harshly criticized by saying, “If I didn’t have enough strength, I should have used her head more.” ….

“You have more problems to fix than a student who was simply pushed and defeated in a power struggle. Being able to fight this close even with the strength of a loser means that your judgment was worse than dog poop.”

One of the things Ella hates the most is not being able to use her power while she has it.

Her uncontrollable power doesn’t know when and who it will be directed at, and if it ends towards humans, it is no different from the demon king’s army that threatened mankind.

Like that, Ella’s feedback continued for over 10 minutes, and when the feedback ended, the student came off the stage in tears.

“I am a bit disappointed, Professor Cayenne. That student named Anastasia Aris wants to be different from those kids.”

“…… She will be different, so don’t worry.”

It was quite heartbreaking for Cayenne too that all of her students were being criticized, but Ella’s words were not nonsense, so it might have helped her students grow.

She’s keeping her heart together.

─This is the next exercise. Anastasia Aris and Adele Heights. The student whose name has been called, please come up on stage.

The time has finally come.