Running Away From The Hero! (Remake) Chapter 34

RATH 34

TL: Eevee

TN: I swear to G.o.d, every time I try to type ‘teacher’ or ‘lecturer,’ my fingers automatically hit i-n-s for ‘instructor’…

5. Welcome to the summoners’ school. (4)

“Ah, but first, I wish to express my apologies to the teachers of Yugrasia.”

Although my mouth is repenting my hands’ actions are the complete opposite.

Rip! Riiip!

“You all worked so hard to write this for me, but with these bland plat.i.tudes it is difficult to describe the changes that Yugrasia has undergone.”

-Owner amazing! To rip such a thick pile in one go!

-Not going to lie, I was a bit worried.

As I tore the speech script that everyone wrote up together, I internally sighed in relief.

Since it would have been a case of public humiliation if it didn’t tear because it was too thick, I think I unconsciously put more strength into it.

Thank you my hand!

-But to tear apart everyone’s efforts! Too mean, too mean!

-Copy paste is the worst!

Doing your homework by copypasting off the N*ver encyclopedia(1) should end in middle school.

There’s no way that I’d simply repeat what all the other teachers had said, no?

The common perception that Yugrasia was the worst of the Empire’s Four Great Academies was already hammered in.

The only thing they have left to trust is the brand a.s.sociated to the alias Nicerwin, if I simply say what others have said then they will think ‘oh, so he’s just the same as the others.’

Right now, I need to sell Nicerwin as a special for entering Yugrasia!

It’s an innate instinct that when you buy things, you go for the one with freebies, even if it’s slightly more expensive!

Now I’ve pulled in all the aggro too.

“To be honest, summoning, it’s something anyone can learn. As long as you pay up enough money then anyone can make a contract with a low-rank summon. Because of that, last time Yugrasia couldn’t even fill up its student quota. Why? It’s obvious. The equipment summoners learning swordsmans.h.i.+p in Arucis, the magic summoners learning magic in Marcis is much more efficient than learning summoning in Yugrasia.

First, you need to admit your wrongs.

If one tries to deny the events up to this point, it simply looks like excuses.

Getting held down because of the past is enough with the imperial princess alone.

“But this year is different. All the useless teachers have been removed. And to take their place I have brought in an active officer from the empire’s army, a contractor of an elemental king from the elven forest, and a contractor of a G.o.d.

The murmuring became louder. If nothing else, contractors of spirit kings and G.o.ds are rare throughout the continent.

And especially from a military perspective, one of their peculiarities is that one of them alone are treated the same as an entire battalion.

“But those numbers will be limited?”

“Yes, of course there are limits to just how many excellent teachers we can secure. Since there are less than half the number of teachers in Yugrasia right now than there were last year.”

“But won’t that affect the quality of education?”

As I spoke while opening the floor for questions, a number of parents began to ask a few.

Yes, this is how a speech should be.

If you just copy paste one-sidedly like everyone else then people can’t even be bothered to ask questions.

“And so, we will reduce the number of students that we will enrol this year.”

For a moment, a silence blanketed the hall.

It could have many meanings, but right now, it seemed as if they couldn’t understand.

“While the number of teachers are halved, the number of students we will take in will be half of half of our normal intake, meaning just one hundred students. This way, although the number of teachers have decreased, the quality of education will be of a much higher quality than last year.”

“Isn’t a hundred too few?”

“I don’t think a school can run with just that number!”

Hoho, these are all questions the other teachers asked.

Therefore, I’ll end it in one shot.

“It is alright. We have raised the tuition fees.”

-Owner, everyone’s looking at owner like a madman…

-It’s alright.

Innovators are normally not understood.

No other choice but for me to walk over the thorns myself.

-Way I see it owner’s plenty nuts.

What, if anyone else, I don’t want to hear that from this brat.

“I will confirm it. We will be more expensive than even Marcis, which is currently the most expensive school.

But, we will invest that much more time into our students.

Even outside of teaching time, if the students wish it, the teachers will always be ready to help them out. Already, all of the teachers of Yugrasia have agreed to live in on-site dormitories, and so even on holidays, we will not stray from the path of education. Because of that, we do not need any additional personnel. Only those who have the talent to be a summoner, those who have the pa.s.sion for summoning, we will take only a hundred of those students.”

-Owner, the teachers are looking surprised, did they really make that promise?

-Ah, just the new ones.

More accurately I just had a set of dorms built for the teachers who had nowhere to stay, but it’s not like there are any teachers dumb enough to shout “lies!” at this timing? Is there?

And so, you all should partic.i.p.ate as well!

-Owner, the parents’ eyes are sparkling, but the kids eyes are dying. Isn’t that just an adverse effect?

-Kids go to whatever school their parents tell them to anyway.

While the students are undoubtedly thinking “we’re dead if we go there” and “I’m never going to that school,” the parents are getting more and more fired up.

Fufu, even when picking the Minister of Education, the students have no right, only people with civil identification have the right to vote!

Education was always a territory to appeal to the parents!

The students just need to be forcibly awakened to such splendid education! And just when the time came for the final blow!

“Wait, are you really the person who is said to be the most knowledgeable about summons, the Summoner a.s.sociation’s greatest researcher, Nicerwin Ain?”

-Owner, something smells. That’s one of your s.h.i.+lls, isn’t it?

-Tch. Sharp one.

“Yes, I am.”

Since the metal bat’s already smelled the birch burning, why hide it!

On the way back from requesting the dwarves, I specifically requested the continent’s best detective agency to call in a specialist!

And like the specialist he is his timing is absolutely perfect!

“Does the book that is said to contain everything you know about summons, the Book of Summons truly exist! Does that legendary book that is said to have recorded information on even mythological and legendary summons, does that Book of Summons truly exist!”

There’s only one reason why I became a big-shot in the Summoners a.s.sociation.

It’s because the beings I knew in myths are treated as summons over here.

And because of that, the legend that there was a book that included information on those summons, was floating around while I was unaware.

-Since when?

-Since I came to Yugrasia.

-Haang, my owner. You’re my owner but you’re so evil!

Eii, I still need to save the academy. Until I can find a place to permanently hide, it’s going to be my workplace after all.

“If you want it, then the knowledge is yours to learn. But you have to find it first. Everything I know about the world’s summons, are recorded in that book!”

As if I have no attachments to it, very coolly.

As I shouted like a certain pirate facing execution,(2) I turned by back on the cheering parents and imposingly made my way back to my seat.

-But, owner. That really exist?

-Now I need to make it.

Well since I’ve lifted the mood… should I write it and hide it in the library?

#2 Their story: an archdevil’s master’s story.

“We at Arucia have the backing of all the martial families of the Empire, and so we get weapons for at less than cost price. In addition, our senior knights will be helping to guide your children, and we swear that your children will be learning right alongside them for everything about swordsmans.h.i.+p! Swordsmans.h.i.+p is not simply the skill to fight, but a school that leads to greatness. We need those with the greatest pa.s.sion and willpower, those that will not hesitate to take the challenge!”

From the beginning of one of Arucia’s teachers who you couldn’t mistake for anything but a knight, not with that big frame, the other schools started to repeat more or less the same things.

-Is this a form of mental torture? Among the devils that affected the mind, there were a couple of lunatics that got a successful contract from summoners they liked by saying the same thing over and over again 24/7, are the beings called teachers similar here, owner?

-Don’t know. I wasn’t even listening.

Beside my uncle, here as my father’s subst.i.tute, who was lost in his memories, I flicked over the page of my book.

Although I did try to listen to them at the beginning, there’s no need to listen to them say the same thing over and over again.

Since I’m the type of human that only needs to hear something once to remember it.

“Ria, are the speeches not to your liking?”

“Yes, Uncle. They keep saying the same thing repeatedly.”

“… True, now that I think of it I believe they said much the same thing back when I went to school.”

Moreover, even Uncle who was lost in his memories admitted the fact.

As I thought, not listening was the answer.

Starting from those healthy-looking teachers, teachers that wore robes, a teacher that wore spectacles, and after the teachers from Yugrasia and their lack of particular traits finished their speeches.

Although they were all pointless speeches.

Aside from the commoners, the kids from n.o.ble families are all fated to go to the schools that fit them the best.

In my case, Marcis, the Magic Tower’s head’s granddaughter enrolling in Marcis which is heavily backed by the Magic Tower is a given.

It’s called the educational Magic Tower, the unified Magic Tower Marcis.

The connections I make there will be a great help to me later as a full-fledged magician, so no harm in that.

Well, even if I say this, the majority of the people I saw at our family’s parties will end up in Marcis.

-But, owner. Owner is a summoner that contracted me, the archdevil Surtr. Isn’t Yugrasia a pretty decent place to go to as well?

-Hm? What did you say? As a magician that uses the great meat s.h.i.+eld Surtr I should go to Marcis, no?

-Owner, so that’s how you’re coming out! I just acknowledged you!

-Then please, be useful. Coming from someone who can’t even defend against a wooden stick, and gets desummoned.

-Would owner have held out?

-Oh, sorry. That was kind of uncalled for.

As if my body briefly remembered the pain from back then, my body s.h.i.+vered.

It seemed that my uncle beside me was quite surprised, but I told him that I felt a sudden chill and could calm myself down.

“Next are some words from Yugrasia’s Professor Nicerwin Ain.”

It was then. As I was beginning to forget the fear from those times, the instructor’s face appeared in front of me.

-Wha, why is that little s.h.i.+t!

-In, instructor?!

Nicerwin Ain.

The greatest authority in the study of summons, said to live in the elves’ forest. The greatest researcher in the Summoners’ a.s.sociation, the legendary figure who was said to have single-handedly lifted the study of summoning to new heights.

The presence that was said to have been unable to leave the elven forests due to a crippling childhood disease, or that Nicerwin Ain was the name that a group of great sages around the continent used to publish their findings under, or that he was a great prophet here to communicate the teachings of another world’s G.o.d.

But, that face was one that was very familiar to me.

But.

-Ah, it’s not him. I was surprised.

-What are you on, owner! Are you out of your mind? Does he not look identical no matter how you look!

-No, the aura, the voice, speech are all different. That man, is not someone who can make that gentle smile so naturally.

Even if.

I had been in an evil organization.

Even if.

He had shown us a h.e.l.l that even surprised an archdevil.

Even if.

I had spent less than two years under his wing.

Even if.

I really, really! wanted to get stronger and pulverise him someday!

Even so, I learned very many things under his tutelage, and the fact that he found my family’s seal for me at the last does not change.

And there was no way that someone who said he would run away to the ends of the continent would come to the imperial capital with his own two feet after just a few short months.

-Re, really?

-Yeah, look. That goodly smile. There’s no reason that the organization’s archvillain, no, archdevil could smile like that. That’s a genuine smile that’s only seen fields of peaceful flowers living among elves.

There was no reason that a person who knew how to use mana would shake that much to tear just a speech written with the other Yugrasia teachers.

He was probably just feeling guilty towards the other teachers. If it was the instructor I knew he’d probably just set it on fire and toss it out saying “and you expect me to read this pointless trash?”

And if it was the instructor, he wouldn’t shout so heatedly about pa.s.sion and talent for summoning.

He’d just find some easy demon somewhere and make another slave contract.

Plus he wouldn’t take just a hundred students.

He’d probably gift all four hundred new entrants their personal devil slave, command them to sweep the empire festival and victory would be guaranteed Yugrasia’s.

And finally, rather than teaching someone, the instructor is the type to make someone break through their limits. A person that would draw up someone’s talents to the limits, and just when they became used to that, drag them up to greater limits saying that they would wait and help students with their learning.

If it really was the instructor, there’s no way he’d say things like that, right?

And if, just if. If, that person was the same person as the instructor.

“I see that you have great potential as a summoner. Have you considered coming to Yugrasia?”

“M, me?”

In the middle of being chased by the imperial princess, there’s no way that he’d say that while holding onto my hand, would he?