Chapter 6 Outdoor Practice

"This class is a practical class. Everyone follow me outside." After the break ended and the class resumed, Isolte said only this to us before turning and walking out of the classroom.

"Tsk, that Bivorm guy really can't stay put..."

"What a hassle... We might as well have continued with the previous class..." At this time, the commoner students silently began to pack their things and prepare to leave, while most of the noble students frowned and started sneering at Isolte.

'They don't dare to say it to her face but mumble behind her back... It's disgusting.' Some people are so frustrated that they can barely hold back from speaking their minds, while these guys are already used to it. Do these guys really have any real abilities? Absolutely not. Most of the noble students in Class A, the highest - level class in the academy, got in through connections. That is to say, if Isolte released just a little bit of her sword aura, most of them would immediately collapse. On the contrary, most of the commoner students were admitted based on their strength. Precisely because of this, while the nobles look down on them and consider them low - class, they also envy them.

"Um, Lord Frey. If you change your mind..." Anyway, while I was coldly watching those nobles, the saintess skipped towards me and, with a pleading expression again, said.

"I'm not buying it, you damned woman." Of course, I had no intention of dying before defeating the Demon King, so I coldly replied to the saintess who wanted to lock me up.

".....!" Hearing this, the saintess looked stricken and then quickly ran out of the classroom. Well, with her kind nature, she hardly ever heard swear words, so this reaction was understandable.

"...Come to think of it, is she going to keep this up? That could be a bit troublesome." Although the saintess had a cheating - like buff of the "Blessing of the Sun God", she was severely lacking in strategy, so her actual threat level wasn't high. As long as I remained vigilant, I shouldn't be killed by her. But if the saintess continued to maintain this attitude, things would become quite tricky. Because the "Pseudo - Evil Intuition", which warned me of a death threat once a day, would become ineffective. If the saintess approached me like this every day and force - triggered the "Pseudo - Evil Intuition", then when a real crisis came, I wouldn't be able to detect it. That is to say, the saintess, inadvertently, was making one of my most useful skills ineffective and putting me in danger. It seemed that I had to come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible.

"...Ugh." Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly heard a groan. Turning my head, I saw Irina slumped on the ground, surrounded by several noble ladies.

"Oh dear, what happened to you? Did you sprain your ankle?"

"What? Didn't they say she was a promising talent? She doesn't seem so great after all."

"Hah, a commoner. I really don't know how she managed to get into Class A... Could she have bribed someone?" Judging by the black smoke emerging from her abdomen, she had probably clashed with the nobles and was hit by magic. If she were at her full strength, she could have dealt with the surrounding nobles with a snap of her fingers. But now she was in a state of "Magic Power Depletion" and couldn't even use basic magic properly, so naturally, she couldn't fight back against these mediocre fellows.

"......" Irina groaned in pain, clutching her stomach. When she noticed that I was quietly watching her, she glared at me with hatred. If I were the protagonist in an ordinary hero drama, in this situation, I would probably heroically drive away the surrounding nobles, then take Irina's hand as she lay on the ground and help her up. In this way, Irina would develop a favorable impression of me, a noble who saved her, a commoner... Perhaps, as written in the prophetic book, she would become a member of my "harem" or be in my "fishing pond". But sadly, I wasn't the protagonist in an "ordinary" hero drama. In order to become a hero, I had to "do evil".

"...You still want to join the student council like this?"

"...What?"

"You'd better recognize your place, you lowly thing." When I insulted her, the noble ladies around showed sneering smiles and started preparing the next magic. Just as countless magics were about to hit her at the critical moment...

"St - Stop!!"

"...Ariana!" Ariana, Irina's friend, stepped in, spreading her hands to create a protective shield.

"Irina! Are you okay?"

"You, you..."

"Um, stop bullying innocent people... You guys go do whatever you were doing."

"......." Facing her powerful defensive magic, after trying a few magic attacks, the noble ladies seemed to lose interest and started dispersing one by one.

"...As expected, a low - class person's low - class friend." Watching that scene, I threw out a sentence. Before I knew it, the girls who turned their attention to me started talking to me, and I fell into deep thought.

'...It's Ariana. She's a friend who can be a great help in taking care of Irina.' Ariana was Irina's childhood friend. She had shown talent in defensive magic since she was a child and was a dream combination with Irina, who was good at offensive magic. When the Demon King's army invaded in the future, the two of them fought together and even wiped out an entire legion, which said it all.

"Ariana... Thank you..."

"Don't say that! We're friends! But Irina, what on earth did you do to deplete your magic power? Could you have been cursed by someone?"

"......." On the other side, Irina was silent for a moment in the face of Ariana's sharp question and then said.

"Ariana."

"...Hm?"

"...Even if it's to protect you, I must do it. I will."

".....?" At the moment, Ariana tilted her head, thoughtfully listening to Irina's meaningful words. She had sacrificed herself to protect Irina from the Demon King's attack. Therefore, this matter was still a wound in Irina's heart. Perhaps, that sentence... was her vow to never let Ariana die in front of her again.

[Gain 60 Evil Points! (Injecting Will)] Looking at the system window, which happily gave points because Irina was filled with the will to kill me, I sighed and then left the classroom with the giggling girls.

.....

"Today's outdoor practical class is combat training." Professor Isolte said, scanning the students of Class A who had gathered on the playground with sharp eyes.

"The content of the training is to duel with me." When she uttered this astonishing statement, the playground instantly boiled over.

"Quiet!! Quiet!!!" She silenced the students in an instant with a thunderous roar. Then, looking around the nervous students, she spoke again: "To understand your strength and potential, please do your best to challenge me." After that, Isolte drew her training sword and started calling out names one by one. A moment later, her noble - slaying drama began.

"P - Please go easy on me... Ah!"

"…Pathetic. Next."

"Ah——!!"

"What you're casting now isn't a fireball but fireworks. It would be quite suitable for a family birthday party. Next."

"Really, is it necessary to be so exaggerated... Uh...!"

"The street thugs may be better at wielding a sword than you. Next." Just like this, she mercilessly crushed the dignity of those nobles who got in through connections, without showing any mercy.

"Huff... Huff..."

"...Although the stamina is lacking, the initial attacks were quite fierce. Keep this in mind and keep working hard. Next."

"...Hmph."

"The magic completion degree is high, but the chanting speed is too slow. In actual combat, the chanting speed is a matter of life and death. It's best to pay more attention to this. Next."

"Wow!!"

"...Overall, a good performance. Next." However, unlike the nobles, most of the commoners could have a pleasant time with her and receive her praise or guidance.

"...That professor is really annoying, isn't he?"

"Don't you know? That professor only favors commoners. He's a noble himself."

"Just leave it. He probably thinks he's a good person." Of course, with such a reputation, she naturally wasn't popular among the nobles.

'...A bunch of idiots. It's clearly their own lack of ability.' Of course, Professor Isolte evaluated students entirely based on their strength. In fact, some outstanding noble students had also received her praise. However, how could those stupid noble children understand this?

"...Young master."

"...Hm?" While thinking about these things, Kania beside me suddenly spoke.

"...Are you in good health recently?"

"...What do you mean?" Wondering why she suddenly asked this, I tilted my head and ask in reply ed. Kania quietly looked me over and continued.

"Um... It's nothing. It's just that you always seem a bit off."

"...I'm fine. Don't worry about it."

"...Okay." After the conversation ended, Kania turned her head to watch the sparring, but there was still a thoughtful look on her face.

'...What's wrong with her?' I was puzzled by her strange behavior, but soon the professor called Kania's name. I had to suppress my doubts for the time being and started to get nervous.

'...We can't let the dark magic get out of control.' Her magic power was extremely unstable, and with the slightest carelessness, dark magic might be released out of control. Although I had injected a large amount of vitality into her in the morning just in case, I was still a bit uneasy.

- Dong. After hesitating for a moment, I gently touched one of the many brooches on my clothes and then started watching Kania. The brooch I just touched was a magic item that could transfer vitality to the other person by looking at them in an emergency. However, this transfer method consumed dozens of times more vitality than direct physical contact, so I would never use it normally. However, when I couldn't make physical contact and Kania was in a crisis of exposing dark magic, I would occasionally use this move. Just like now.

'The children may not notice, but an expert like Professor Isolte would react immediately even to the slightest bit of dark magic... There's no other way.'

"…Huff!"

"…Oh?" When I started sharing vitality, Kania's expression became more relaxed than usual, and she began to cast magic. Soon, the duration of this offensive - defensive battle broke the record. Just like this, as I felt my body's perception gradually fading and was hesitating whether to continue, Kania put away her magic and lowered her head.

"…That's enough."

"Hm? Why? You should still have the strength to continue fighting."

"Due to my innate unstable magic power, if I continue to fight, my magic power may go on a rampage. I'm very sorry."

"...No wonder you're always so cautious when attacking. So that's the reason." Professor Isolte put away her sword and made an evaluation.

"...Once the problem of unstable magic power is solved, you will surely become an excellent mage. Let me help you from now on."

"...Thank you very much." After Kania bowed respectfully and returned to my side, Isolte called Irina this time.

"...Ugh, ugh."

"...?" Facing Isolte, Irina gritted her teeth, her whole body trembling, and only barely summoned a magic arrow.

"...What are you doing?"

"S - Sorry... I... I'll try again..." After that, Irina concentrated so hard that her eyes were bloodshot, but after a considerable amount of time, she only managed to create two more magic arrows with great difficulty.

"...Ugh." Even so, Irina continued to pour in magic power and finally collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.

"...No comment. Someone take that child to the infirmary. Next." Isolte said coldly. Ariana ran towards Irina with a worried look on her face. After carrying her on her back, she headed towards the classroom instead of the infirmary. Well, this was inevitable. Once Irina officially announced the fact that her magic power was depleted, she would surely be investigated. In this way, through spell - tracing, the fact that she had placed a death curse on me would be exposed. Therefore, she had no choice but to conceal the truth. After the system store opened, I had to look for items that could help her.

"Um... I... I abstain..."

"...Hah?" The next one to play, Saintess Pelosh, announced her abstention as soon as she stood in front of Isolte.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Ah, no... It's not... This power isn't meant to be used against you, Professor..." Now Pelosh had used the Blessing of the Sun God, which could only be obtained through prayer on sacred days, without the cult's permission. If she fought Isolte, this fact would soon be exposed. Of course, some people might think that as long as she sparred with Isolte appropriately, it would be okay. But the legendary former saintess tore open the Demon King's flank with her bare hands, and this was no lie. The Blessing of the Sun God had the weakness of being difficult to exert in multi - person battles, but in a 1 - on - 1 situation, it was a fearsome power that few could rival. That is to say, even Isolte would have a hard time withstanding it.

"…Well, then, this is the last battle." Isolte glared coldly at Pelosh, made a gesture for her to step back, and then looked at me, the last one left, and said: "…Information window."

[Name: Isolte Allem Bivorm]

[Abilities: Strength 8.5 / Magic Power 5 / Intelligence 7 / Mental Strength 7]

[Special Notes: Right arm injury] I whispered out the information window, carefully checked Isolte's information, then drew my training sword and said.

"...Is it fun to play friendship games with commoners, sister?"

".......""Why don't you say anything? When someone asks you a question..."

"...You've fallen, Frey." Yes, in fact, I knew her before. The Starlight family and the Bivorm family had a deep - seated bond since the hero's group a thousand years ago. Because of this, I had known her since I was very young, and we were as close as siblings. However, she, who had practiced swordsmanship with me and played house with me, was no longer on my side. Now, I was the public enemy of everyone.

"...Fallen? How ridiculous. Perhaps it's you, sister, who are too stupid."

".....""You gave up the position of the royal vice - knight captain and finally came to the academy, but all you do is continue the house - playing game we played when we were kids. How absurd..."

"...Come on."

"As you wish." The moment she coldly interrupted me, I pointed my sword at her and rushed forward.

- Clang!!! Then, a flash of light flash across.

".....!""What? Are you flustered?" She barely blocked my blow, her whole body was knocked back a few steps, and her right arm started to tremble. I seized this gap and launched a fierce sword attack.

"...What? Lord Frey is so proficient in swordsmanship?"

"After all, he's from the Starlight family. Isn't that natural?"

"...But I heard that Lord Frey has no accomplishments in swordsmanship?" My excellent performance surprised the students, and they started whispering. At the same time, Pelosh, who had been dejected, stared coldly at the shining red brooch on my chest.

- Clang! The intense offensive - defensive battle ended with me knocking her sword to the ground. Just as all the students were shocked by this result...

"...This is black magic!" Pelosh squeezed between us, pointed at my brooch, and shouted loudly.

"...That brooch is surrounded by an evil aura!" As Pelosh spoke, she strode towards me and injected divine power into my brooch. At that moment, an evil black aura seeped out of the brooch, and then a creepy scream rang out.

- Ahhhhhhh!!! The brooch kept screaming piercingly. Finally, unable to withstand the continuous flow of divine power, it completely shattered into pieces. Isolte watched this scene quietly, with a cold expression on her face, and said:

"...What a disgrace. To have fallen so low as to use black magic, you're a shame to the Starlight family."

"Aren't you also a shame to the Bivorm family, sister?"

"Frey Laan Starlight, 20 points will be deducted for the illegal use of a divine artifact."

"...What? When you have nothing to say, you use the school rules to suppress people?"

"...This is a private conversation now. Follow me immediately." I left this sentence and followed Isolte, who was walking towards the main building. Looking at the system window that appeared in front of me, I sighed and muttered.

[Gain 100 Evil Points! (A Reasonable Investment)]

"...That thing wasn't cheap." I remembered that it had cost one - third of my assets to customize that brooch. However, since I got the result I wanted, it didn't matter... It was a pity that it could have been reused.

'...I have to write to my father and ask for some money.' While sighing at the ironic fact that doing bad things also required money, I silently followed Isolte.

...Just like this, Frey muttered to himself as he followed Isolte.

"Black magic?" Hearing the word "black magic", Kania remembered the blood - stained handprint on the dormitory bed and muttered with a cold expression.

"...I have to find out what that guy is really up to in the room." As Kania spoke, a ball of black aura condensed in her hand, as if she was brewing something.