It may be a new story, but Lee Han hates wizards.
Why do you hate it?
I think that’s only natural.
As a child, he became a magician’s ‘experimental material’ and lasted for a full ’10 years’.
Ten years, ten years.
If you calculate it by days, it means that they were experimented on every single day for 3650 days.
The pain I felt back then will never be forgotten, no matter how much time passes.
Children who are discarded every day due to failed experiments.
Experiments with increasing intensity.
The wounds, scars, and pain that result.
You probably wouldn’t know how excruciating the pain of having your blood drained, your flesh torn and burned to the point where it wouldn’t be strange even if you died, unless you experienced it.
That’s why it’s unforgettable.
… If you were to tell this story of your life to a priest who follows the light of light, what would he say?
He said that it was a trial sent by God, and that it was thanks to that trial that you are who you are today, so throw away your memories.
Then Lee Han will answer like this.
‘─This is crazy.’
If someone were to say the same thing after going through the same things I went through for ten years, I would probably agree with them, but where would you find a crazy person who would be tortured for ten years?
So, if someone says that it is meaningless just because he hates it, he will always have colored glasses for wizards.
Of course, we shouldn’t generalize all wizards.
Not all wizards will conduct human experiments.
But why is that?
‘Why are all the order-makers I’ve met psychopaths?’
It’s been three years since I became a knight.
In the countless mysterious cases he investigated, a wizard was involved in every one of them.
Lee Han became convinced from then on that what he had experienced as a child was something that he had seen with his own eyes as other ‘others’ going through the same thing, or even worse.
‘A good order-taker? Of course there is one.’
However, most good spellcasters are just breathless spellcasters.
The same goes for Irene Windler.
Even though he knows deep down that she’s a nice, normal girl, the fact that she’s a wizard alone makes him feel a constant antipathy towards her.
In some ways, this could be an obsessive feeling of disgust that has been placed on Lee Han.
An obsession that says wizards are beings that must be hated.
But now.
Lee Han succeeded in confirming that his obsession was not wrong at all.
Look at it now.
“You made a mockery of my words, swordsman. How dare you make a mockery of my orders! You lowly wretch…!”
Aren’t you just talking nonsense?
Lee Han-eun.
“Did you come here to die for that lowly bastard, you old order-teller?”
“!!!”
I decided to willingly become another guy with the same personality.
* * *
Silence fell over the swordsmanship department’s training hall.
It wasn’t just silence.
The calm before the storm.
It was a dizzying silence, as if a powder keg might explode at any moment, and at one moment.
“hmm.”
Lee Han took out an axe from his bosom one by one.
“Let’s try to have some more conversation.”
“…Why do you bring up the subject of conversation?”
“Why should I tolerate this sudden interruption to my precious class time? I know that whatever the order-seeker says is all bullshit, but if I listen to it and think it’s even more bullshit, I’ll just throw it away.”
“… … like a lowly swordsman.”
“I wonder what it would be like if that swordsman got hit with an axe.”
“…!”
Whether the old man was angry or not, Lee Han playfully flicked his axe.
It seems like he’ll accept any criticism at any time.
But this was no joke.
In fact, Lee Han was in the worst mood right now.
I warned him so politely yesterday, but he still invaded my ‘territory’.
That too.
‘What’s the point of coming in such a large group, they’re just fighting.’
A group of wizards came rushing in like a gang.
There were about 17 young wizards, and it was clear that the bastard had come to fight for power.
For Lee Han, who already had an extreme aversion to wizards, this was an extremely unpleasant situation.
He exuded a sincere air, feeling a duty to show the old wizard that life is a battle.
“… an ignorant swordsman.”
However, the old wizard, Odwall Bernard, who seemed to be acting as if he was going to do whatever he wanted, suppressed his momentum.
Although his eyes were still fierce, he and his disciples did not take out their staffs.
If you were a knight, it would be like not drawing your sword.
He knows it too.
Fighting a knight at such close range is suicidal.
‘How can you keep your cool as a master of orders? Well, I guess that’s why you work as an academy professor.’
But you have to be careful.
The wizard is an active volcano that could erupt at any time, and a split personality who can become violent at any time depending on his mood.
As expected.
“You don’t know.”
“…what?”
“You don’t know! How delicate a being a wizard is…!!”
The old wizard, who had been calm just a moment ago, suddenly started yelling at him like he had intermittent explosive disorder, and swung his sword at him.
“You lowly swordsman! What trick did you use against that genius to make him neglect his magic training! You are the worst villain in the world! Just like that…!”
“Get your fingers out of here before I cut them off.”
“It’s your fault! You were the one talking nonsense! That’s why she became such a bad person!”
“I warned you.”
Their stories did not intertwine.
It’s like they’re just talking about themselves.
But one thing is clear: neither of them has any intention of backing down, and neither of them even wants to have a proper conversation.
An old wizard who despises knights, and indeed, anyone who cannot use magic, and a knight with a deep aversion to wizards.
In reality, it was impossible for the two to have a normal conversation.
In the end, all that remains is struggle.
In such a situation.
“Instructor, please be patient!”
“You must not fight!”
The students of the swordsmanship department gathered to stop him.
Even though it was only a short period of time, they already had a grasp of his personality to some extent, so they knew that if Lee Han said he would do something, he would really do it.
Conversely, the same was true for the group of wizards.
“Professor! Didn’t we decide to resolve this through dialogue?”
“You can’t do that here.”
“Please, at least look at our faces!”
It seemed that the 17 magic students had not come to protest, but to prevent Odwall from causing trouble.
They must have followed along because they knew their professor’s personality very well. Ironically, the knights and magicians who were captured by their students had no choice but to calm down.
And in that spot.
“First of all, I think it would be best for you both to calm down.”
A man walked out and offered himself as mediator.
“Lord, Lord Loen… .”
Even Odwall, who had always displayed a vicious attitude, seemed to hesitate when Lionel’s powerful successor, who had noble bloodlines, an aura, and a sense of mystery, spoke.
As if he didn’t know that he would come forward himself.
Once the atmosphere that led the situation to some extent was formed, Roen.
“You’re both so excited. That’s why you’re all just saying what you want to say and not doing anything to calm the situation down.”
Roen’s deep and dark gaze, like a black pearl, was directed at Irene.
Wince!
Irene flinched, but he only gave her a cold gaze as if it was none of his business.
[Arin, did you do something wrong to that handsome guy?]
‘Oh, no, there isn’t? … Maybe?’
Irene felt something uneasy in the cold gazes directed at her, but unfortunately, she did not have the time to recognize the source of the unease, and Roen spoke.
“Professor Odwall Bernard, please calm down and talk. I want you to explain clearly why you brought your forces to another department, and what you want to say to Lady Irene Windler.”
A calm and polite tone of speech, but not one that backs down.
On the contrary, I felt a different kind of charisma.
The so-called dignity of the conqueror.
Lionel.
It was the majesty of northern royalty.
“Hmm….”
In the face of such majesty, Odwald could not act rashly.
Even though he looks down on all humans other than wizards, he is not a great person who would treat someone of this quality carelessly.
Odwall straightened his collar and looked cool… .
“-I’m disappointed in you, old man. I thought you’d be manly and take a chance, but you just open your mouth and leave it at that? I’m disappointed.”
“… … This guy…!!”
It was Lee Han who immediately launched a provocation, not knowing when he had reloaded.
Odwal was on the rampage again, and the students of the Faculty of Magic had no choice but to glare at Ihan with resentment and try to stop him.
“… Instructor.”
“Why? It’s better for us to just get hot and bothered than to argue with each other. I’m confident.”
“… … .”
* * *
The situation calmed down to some extent, and a representative from the Faculty of Magic came out and told the story of why Odwall was angry. It was a long story with quite a lot of complicated details… .
“So, you mean, the instructor came to question me because I limited his ‘telekinesis’?”
This was Arno’s summary, and I, the student of the Faculty of Magic, felt a bit uneasy because my story seemed too compressed, but he nodded his head, trying not to show any discontent.
“Yes, that’s right. I guess that’s the gist of it.”
Lee Han encouraged Irene to exercise for her health, or rather, for her ‘survival’, and restricted her telekinesis, which she used as naturally as breathing.
I’m not saying you shouldn’t use it at all, but I’m saying you should use it less as much as possible in your daily life.
It could not have been anything other than Lee Han’s consideration and effort to help her walk a little more and become healthier.
… The only problem is that this is something that Odwall, a wizard supremacist, finds extremely unpleasant.
“Professor Odwall often says, ‘Telekinesis is the basis and essence of all magic, and the [primal power] of wizards’, … As such, limiting telekinesis also means controlling the wizard’s ability to increase his power. To give an example, it would be like telling someone not to do strength training, for example…”
“Is that also the old man’s teaching?”
“… This is just my personal opinion.”
“also.”
“haha….”
If that old man does that, then so be it.
However, just as everything has a common thread, Lee Han acknowledged that there were statements that he had to admit even if he didn’t want to admit them.
‘Telekinesis is the power of a wizard, that is, muscle strength or stamina.’
Just as exercise needs to be done consistently to be effective, magic also needs to be trained consistently to develop telekinesis.
However, since Lee Han restricted this, the old wizard must have felt uncomfortable in many ways.
In a way, Irene was doing something that went against the teachings of the wizard, and it was Lee Han who forced her to do it.
He’s the kind of guy who got into a rage because a cadet coughed during the entrance ceremony, but seeing as he’s been quiet up until now, I guess he’s got some character and is a good person.
“… Tsk, you should have said that a long time ago.”
It was a reasonable argument, and if he had said that first, he wouldn’t have been so upset.
Of course, I have no regrets.
‘What are you doing feeling sorry for the order-taker?’
Lee Han snorted.
“I’m sorry, instructor. If you want to be precise, it’s because of me that this happened…”
“There is nothing wrong with chick number 2.”
“Yeah, but.”
“Let me ask you this. Has Chick Number 2 ever neglected his magic training because he was taking my lessons?”
“No! That’s absolutely not true!”
I can say this with confidence.
[That’s right, I nag her all the time, but she’s never failed to practice.]
She never misses her magic training, even with the ghost girl in her head nagging her every day.
The same goes for limiting telekinesis in everyday life.
“I use it for everything except when I exercise. When I don’t want to get out of bed, I bring a glass of water, or when I’m doing my hair.”
“… I’m a little jealous of that.”
“lol.”
She had the diligence and laziness(?) to know how to work hard to catch two rabbits.
And listening to her say these words.
“See? I don’t think there’s any problem, but I don’t understand why you’re making such a fuss, old man.”
He nodded to the old wizard as if to say, “It’s enough now,” and Odwall refuted him, trembling.
“You bastard, that’s not the issue! Magic must be pure! Her genius must not be contaminated with foreign substances!”
“… I don’t understand why becoming healthy is a foreign substance.”
“Why would a wizard need health in the first place?! If we had telekinesis, or rather ‘magic power’, ‘we’ could live healthily as long as we had it! It’s more efficient to train magic power than to waste time accumulating useless impurities like exercise and physical strength…!!”
“… … crazy guy.”
Is the logic that extreme?
This is no different from saying that if you only take nutritional supplements and don’t eat food, you will have no health problems.
That’s the logic of a madman.
“Old man, I repeat, your logic is….”
“You! Old man, old man! Don’t call me that! I’m only twenty-eight!!!”
“………huh?”
…are my ears deaf?
Lee Han blinked for a moment and looked at the cadets around him.
A questioning look as if he heard something strange, and you wondered if you heard it too.
So they.
“… Twenty-eight? Kunta, you still don’t seem to be used to the common language. You seem to have heard something strange. That old lady looks older than our high priestess.”
“You didn’t mishear, Kunta. You heard correctly.”
“What did you do…?”
He whispered as if he had not misheard, and Lee Han looked at the old man, or rather, the old wizard who looked overly old, in shock.
‘…You’re two years younger than me?’
if.
“You didn’t give your life to the devil, did you?”
“This guy…!”
Odwall finally grabbed Lee Han by the collar.
Splash!
“Kwaaaaak!”
It was broken right away though.
Meanwhile, these old wizards… .
No, Irene Windler looked at the young wizard’s appearance.
[Arin, let’s work out hard and follow the diet the instructor gave us, okay?]
‘… Yeah, I was going to do that anyway.’
I started to make up my mind to improve my lazy life.
After all, the purpose of the negative teacher’s existence was to motivate people.
