Unsold Slaves Returned as Heroes

23. What the master left for Geumjeong

The big event of the freshman exam ended with the final interview, and the announcement of the successful candidates was made.

“Next! Applicant No. 3,224 , The crown of water!”

Students who passed the exam proudly stretched out their chests and walked in front of the chair professor to greet them whenever their names and dormitory names were called.

The organization of four dormitories of 20 people was finally completed.

The 20 people gathered in front of me couldn’t hide their excitement, but they also seemed relatively unconfident.

I understand. Compared to the other dormitory students who had a lot of nobles and were well-dressed, this one looked like a loser.

I heard freshmen from other dormitories laughing in this direction.

We can’t make our children a laughing stock.

“Attention everyone.”

[Powerful Eloquence Lv.7 Is activated.]

[Persuasion Lv.8 Is activated.]

“This is the chair professor at Wicker Pedia, the professor in charge of the coffin of the earth.”

My voice dominates the space. I listen not only to the students in my dorm, but also to other students and chair professors.

“Let’s make a promise here. If you believe in me and follow the curriculum, I will make sure that all 20 jockeys pass the ‘Opticulum’, the highest level upon graduation.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Bullsh*t. It is a coffin on the ground, nowhere else.”

“Why are you so confident?”

As I began to speak, my students’ eyes lit up with determination. Even the other dormitory students were concentrating on my voice.

“There is a reason why I chose you. I don’t know if you know it, but I’m a legendary teacher who made the warriors who saved the continent into heroes.”

The students who heard that he was the teacher of the warriors were agitated.

Of course, it is a lie, but now even the president will affirm it, so there is no way for anyone to confirm the truth.

The second know-how I realized while working as a merchant for a long time. You have to be shameless until you lose your hand.

“Ha, bluffing. If so, what would a slave trader without 5 clerical ranks do?”

The halflings of the Water Casket despised me. I raised my chin.

“Professor Alencia, don’t you know why I don’t wear the chair professor on my name tag?”

“What?”

“Because I don’t want to be treated like you. My education will be different from the textbooks developed after being confined to the academy for the rest of my life. A lot of that too.”

“… What now? Hey, hey!”

The halflings got angry belatedly, as if it took some time to understand what I was saying.

“Everyone in the coffin of the earth, follow me.”

Ignoring the growling halflings and wolf beastmen, I walked into the dormitory. Twenty freshmen are together.

Hmm.

It was like baby ducks following me in a row.

I haven’t bought the shape yet.

I don’t intend to teach you the ceremony, but I’ll have Sersi take off her clothes.

***

“Welcome to the earth coffin. They will be together for the next three years, so let’s get acquainted with each other.”

Twenty general freshmen gathered in the dormitory classroom. I just wanted to do an orientation.

“From now on, you will continue your studies in this dormitory for three years. As I said before, all riders this time will surely pass the Opticulum.”

The students were nervous. It seems that he didn’t mean what I said earlier, but rather regarded it as a provocation against other dormitories.

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“You must know how opticulum graduates are treated in society.”

“Of course….”

“What an honor.”

“You can sit in an important position right away in any country.”

“It is a clear proof of skill.”

Students’ expectations rose. I spoke.

“Some people may think that they came to the earthly coffin because they fell behind because they lacked talent. You are free to think, but I chose twenty of you, not anyone else. It was because they were more likely than anyone else.”

A student raised his hand.

“Let me speak.”

“Hey, professor. Are you serious? Can I pass the Opticulum?”

“Marc, your current job is a prosecutor. The main weapon is a longsword. I’ve been a mercenary for 4 years, and I failed the knights exam for 2 years in a row.”

“Yes….”

“The selected class is wrong. You will go as cavalrymen with spears and shields.”

“Ki, cavalry? But words are expensive….”

“This is the Caseus Academy. I’ll give you a hundred fills if you want any great horse.”

Marc caught his breath at my words. I slowly looked back at the other students as well.

“Everyone here is the same. I will raise your talents. Make use of all your resources since you came to the best academy. Greedily suck up knowledge and know-how. As a professor, think of me as a tool and actively use it. Do you understand?”

The answer came back in a louder voice than before. It was a posture I liked.

“If you have any questions, ask Associate Professor Sersi Panilla right here.”

“Now, please take good care of me….”

Sersi bowed her head toward the students.

One raised his hand. The previous martial arts were concept bugs.

“Let me speak.”

“Shifu! I have a question!”

“Hmm, something.”

“Where does rice taste good?!”

I crossed my arms and glared at the martial artist. The students sensed the disturbing atmosphere and bit their lips.

I opened my mouth.

“That’s a very good question. Rice is an important issue. Just use me in this way.”

A light smile appeared on the faces of the hardened students.

“To inform you of our know-how, there is no provision anywhere that prohibits students and professors from entering each dormitory.”

“What do you mean?!”

“According to my tests, the water coffin’s rice was the most delicious. Let’s all go raiding together in the evening.”

***

“Wow, the wind feels so good!”

Tia ran her hair through her hair as she watched the flowing hair clouds. The mountains and trees under my feet, which looked like miniatures, passed by in an instant.

“hehehehe, it’s fast. It’s too fast!”

Unlike Tia, who was leisurely looking out of the deck, Yuri was terrified and was trembling while hugging the pillar inside her flying boat.

It made her scared. Their speed was approaching 300 km/h.

“The sooner the better! Are you arriving that fast? I never thought there would be such an ancient artifact in that dragon nest. Isn’t that something that was used before magic developed?”

Tia asked Aisha. The flying boat they were riding was made of wood and iron with anti-corruption magic, and was a little larger than a six-seater carriage.

The long wings are stretched on both sides, and the sails receive lift. Several propellers attached to it were spinning at super high speed.

And the power came from manpower, not the mana they were used to.

“Don’t talk to me! Because I’m going to die!”

Aisha sat down on what looked like the saddle of her bike and pedaled frantically. Her legs rpm were so high that she couldn’t see them. Sweat rained down from her, forming puddles on the floor.

“Is it that hard to be a swordsman?”

“Even the same swordsman has a class! No, originally I was the strongest! Do you want to match his pace too?!”

The device had two saddles. On the saddle in front of Aisha, Luca was stepping on the same pedals with an expressionless expression as if she were exercising in the morning.

Two-seater bike pedals. That was the power source of this flying boat.

“I would have helped if it had moved with magic.”

“Kwaaah! Hey Yuri! Come and recover your strength!”

“Hee hee! Hee hee… Deck.”

Yuri, who had never known that she had a fear of heights, passed out after biting her bubble with her gear.

“No, do I have to be ignorant like this?! Can’t you use teleportation magic?!”

“I can only go to places I have been to before. Unni, do you want to go to the Imperial Territory?”

“Keep stepping!!”

Tia was happy and cycled mana several times out of habit.

‘Because even magic isn’t omnipotent.’

In the end, you have no choice but to work hard and win what you want to acquire.

‘Still, magic is fun.’

You can enjoy magic because the black mana you were injected with as a child has been purified into pure mana. I used the trick given to me by Grandpa, the owner of the Mage Tower.

However, the clear mana that first dwelled in her body belonged to Wicker.

It has been hundreds of years since the dark elves were defeated by the high elves. The high elves poisoned the dark elves with black mana to prove their superiority.

New born Dark Elves are no exception. Forced to learn only black magic, not elemental magic.

Thanks to that long work, the stigma that Dark Elves are an evil race naturally spread to other races.

If Tia had grown up as it was, she would have been no different from the other Dark Elves.

― Magic, magic.

Wicker, who bought her an introductory book after Tia said she wanted to learn her magic, thought about it for a long time when Tia couldn’t read her book well.

Then one day she sat down in her chair and put her right arm on her table and said to Tia.

― Black, come and sit here. I’ll show you sh*t from now on.

Wicker lightly held her hand with Tia, who was sitting in her seat, poured her mana into her, and taught her the basics of magic.

At the time, he was unfamiliar with magic. She had been self-studying for Tia.

At this time, Tia had already secretly told Wicker that she had started working with the two of them as adventurers.

For this reason, Wicker’s teaching itself was not helpful, but the mana he left behind continued to spin inside Tia’s body.

‘It was warm. Like the sunlight through the cracks in the trees that I unknowingly reached during my adventure.’

Even now, when I close my eyes, it feels like the orange mana he left behind spreads all over my body.

Now it’s a very small amount of mana that can’t even be found, but I don’t want to let go forever.

No, maybe I couldn’t escape from the first time I was embraced by him.

‘Master… How are you?’

As she stretched her imagination through the traces of him flowing through her heart, Tia enjoyed the flowing sky.

“My thighs are bursting!!!”

It was the sky where Aisha’s screams resonated.