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It couldn’t even be called a ‘class’ anymore.
The sight of students pouring out all their strength and fighting fiercely reminded me of the determined struggle of student soldiers ahead of war. Even experienced professors, as well as Musenion students, would think these guys are crazy.
If the ideology of education is to nurture students’ dreams, then I am no different from nurturing kings who will stand tall in the world. Training Solgar’s successor is not this difficult. We have already passed the education stage. Moving forward without purpose. The fighting spirit of the students, who desperately fought to gain strength, was a strange sight that could not be seen in any other department at Musenion.
However, Musenion’s English students did not think much about it.
They just follow my training with each of them gritting their teeth and having a reason to grow.
Wise and foolish. My strong will once again clouded my judgment. So I feel proud.
If it were me, the old me, I would never have followed the unreasonable teachings of this ignorant and indiscreet young professor. That’s me five years ago, when I was running away from three villains.
Six students, excluding Lily, gathered for a secret early morning class. After the hard training, we left each person in the classroom and talked until morning. I wanted to know more about these guys. They didn’t tell me about the memories of that day that they had kept hidden. I continued to persuade and tried to be inclusive. Memories from younger days, of young guys. A wound that wasn’t healed, but was covered up, bundled up, pressed down, and locked deep in my heart.
The spirit beast may be a being that appears out of sympathy for poor humans.
All six spiritualists shared the same wound. These guys were hurt by the devil directly or indirectly during their childhood. The children found it painful to talk about their wounds. And finally, the guys who showed me their hurt went back to that day and cried bitterly.
“My brother… I heard that it was the pride of the family. I’m still confused. It would have been better if I had died on the spot… Tsk.”
I thought it was a good idea to prepare six handkerchiefs in advance. I handed the handkerchief to Martin, who was shedding tears. Martin’s ‘The First Time I Met Youngsu’, told through difficult times.
Martin had an older brother. An outstanding soldier, he was the commander of the front line guarding the great jungle of the southern West Continent. One day, ‘the incident’ occurred when young Martin’s family visited the battalion to encourage them. He was also involved in the tragedy of the Kosan clan and the bloody swamp. The vampires that attacked the battalion were strong, and they were able to drive them out at great cost. And in that sacrifice, there was his older brother who sacrificed himself to protect Martin.
After that day.
He said that Canary was just something that had been by his side since he was young.
I learned why this guy had the deepest connection with Youngsu.
We’ve been together since we were young.
“Thank you for talking to me. Martin.”
“… it’s okay. Rather, a little bit… “I feel lighter.”
Even those who seemed strong were ultimately children.
All six handkerchiefs were used. From the moment both Hugo and May took out their wounds, they became delicate little children and burst into tears. Just listening and empathizing was enough stimulation to make me cry.
In all of them, the devil was involved at the time the spirit spirit appeared.
Hugo’s mother became crippled while protecting him. Since they can no longer produce heirs, Hugo is the only heir to the family. That was why he desperately tried to continue the family. The black cat was said to be the cat that sat by the window of her mother whenever she went to see her bedridden mother.
The Nand brothers’ childhood was even more bizarre. Roland’s eyes were very shaken as he said it was okay now. Roland, a seven-year-old child, was called the devil’s child. The reason was that he was trying to kill his brother, Long Bai. The large scar near Longback’s chest was where young Roland stabbed him with a kitchen knife. But Longback said he intended to kill Roland first. The two didn’t remember their childhood well. However, after the Black Priest visited, the two realized that something had changed, even though they were young. It is said that from that day on, two small hamsters began to appear.
Golindea’s daughters were called ‘cursed children’. Since they are the only two successors in the current situation where the succession is ahead, the people of the Golindea family have put the past behind them and sewn up their mouths. However, the two white-haired children were ‘abused’ at a young age, saying they were cursed children who would kill their family.
Cursed child.
After the birth of the two, no more ‘boys’ were born in the Golindea family.
Although he took many concubines, it was impossible to even get pregnant.
After that, the two children became cursed children.
When they were twelve, they were almost killed by an ‘impersonator’, but miraculously survived.
Afterwards, Youngsu appeared and became a new friend for the lonely two.
* * *
“Why should I hide it?”
Early morning the next day.
I shouted loudly in front of six students.
“You are cursed! And everyone around you will be cursed! Because of you!”
The students’ facial expressions are a sight to behold. Just the day before, the teacher who had kindly sympathized with my childhood wounds suddenly started poking at my painful wounds and screaming that I was cursed, so it was understandable.
“f*ck, what should I do? It’s a strange fate. The pain you suffered as a child will be ridiculously greater, and it will hit you again and again in your life. “It would be nice if I died gracefully.”
Half right and half wrong.
I can’t ‘foresee’ their future. You may have an easier life than you think.
However, it is true that spiritualists attract demons. Apparently, even before seeing or feeling the ‘spirit beast’, the would-be spirit surgeons seemed to attract the devil’s attention. So their lives are not easy.
Their expressions were wrinkled in disappointment as I spewed harsh words at them.
I didn’t care and continued talking.
“So what can we do? There is only one answer left. Martin, do you understand?”
“Are you telling me to submit to fate and die?”
“Uh huh. “How could you say something rude like that to a disciple?”
‘Have I’ overcome?
No, it was far.
So, am I not qualified to say this?
That’s not right.
“It’s about overcoming it.”
What I can teach you.
“There is definitely a difference between the people you were when you were young and the people you are now. “It is power.”
“Build the strength to overcome.”
“Even if shit happens, train yourself enough to overcome it.”
“The devil won’t let you go.”
“So don’t let them go either.”
“Until we kill them all.”
The last words were my resolve to myself.
“Let’s start class.”
There was still no ‘goal’ in class.
But six kids for sure.
It seemed like there was a ‘purpose’.
* * *
It was while I was eating dinner in the central restaurant.
The chivalry and swordsmanship teachers were not gangsters, but there were four or five of them, and the stares they gave me were harsh that day. At the center of the group was an instructor from Solgar. The guy openly glared at me, showing hostility. I smiled, but his hand raised his middle finger.
Still, he is a professor at Musenion.
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There must be some level of skill.
So much so that he noticed a strange change in a student he was teaching.
It’s clearing!
Dalbi cries out fiercely.
Should I kill you, friend?
It seems like that’s what you’re asking.
“Hang in there, buddy.”
Hehehe.
Because mercy is the privilege of the strong.
* * *
“The stir-fried meat today wasn’t very good, was it?”
There is a side dish that I am obsessed with recently. This side dish is only served on the dinner menu at central restaurants and is a fantastic stir-fried meat with spicy red pepper oil and the rich texture of cooked meat. I came here today expecting the usual stir-fried meat, but the taste changed drastically. When I asked a friendly restaurant lady, she hesitated to answer.
“Ah, that’s it… I told you not to tell me… … .”
“why? What’s going on? “Do you even use human flesh for stir-fry?”
“What kind of creepy joke are you telling? That’s not it… no. it’s okay. “I’ll have to ask you to make some sauce starting tomorrow.”
“huh? To whom?”
“Oh my, you don’t have a good mouth, really!”
When I asked persistently, the lady eventually told me about the secret to stir-fried meat.
It was a very interesting secret.
* * *
After regular class hours are over.
It was 4pm and the restaurant was busy preparing food.
When the guy who was hiding in the corner of the kitchen appeared, I quietly walked out.
The guy didn’t even know I was there and started preparing the ingredients with a very happy face.
Peppers, vinegar, coriander and pea sauce. This guy skillfully handles unfamiliar ingredients and starts making the sauce I fell in love with.
“Was it real?”
“Kwaaak-!”
When I quietly spoke to him behind his back, he got scared and fell backwards.
This happened during the demon attack. The restaurant employees who were working in the garden could not even receive help from the guards and were almost killed by the devil. However, an engineer student who happened to be there at the time saved them. When I first heard about him, I was curious why he was in the garden behind the restaurant, but it turned out that he had quite sophisticated hobbies.
“The secret to the sauce was vinegar. “Is it black vinegar?”
Moreover, the standard is quite high. I was slightly impressed after eating the sauce he made. His recipe is great. They said soldiers were secretly good at cooking, and it was true.
“Is cooking your hobby?”
Martin, who was embarrassed, blushed and scratched his cheek.
“yes? yes.”
“The stir-fried meat was delicious.”
“Ah yes… It was my own work. But why is the professor here… … .”
“It was delicious, but there were a few things that were disappointing.”
“What do you regret? Is there anything… … .”
I taught Martin a few things about cooking. Since escaping to the southern islands at the age of ten, my only pleasure in life has been eating delicious food. Even at Quartz Castle, there are dozens of dishes that I have reformed. Didn’t even Melissa like my recipe? I told Martin the secret to bringing out the rich flavor of the sauce. This is the use of broth. Western continental cuisine had a vague concept of umami, such as flavored salt or chicken stock. Martin looked at me curiously, but didn’t miss out on cooking training. He also really liked cooking.
Martin, who ate the finished upgraded stir-fried meat, made a face he had never seen before. The guy who had only grown wide-eyed when he first used the power of a spirit beast opened his mouth and cheered.
“It is very delicious! great. Are you a genius? “I didn’t know you could cook so well.”
“Well, that’s right. “You like cooking too, right?”
Martin was startled by my words and put down his fork.
I whispered to Martin, who hesitated as if he was about to say something and then pursed his lips, that I would keep everything that happened in the galley a secret, so I told him to tell me. Martin, who had been hesitant, sighed and revealed his inner thoughts.
“Actually, I wanted to become a chef.”
fantasy,
