Subscriber of the Gods Episode 85
Episode 85. You Rolled In Like a Vine
Ethan was laughing inside.
‘I never thought I’d find that moon follower so easily.’
Mr. Martins Rane was a follower of the moon.
Moreover, unlike other orders, he had a clear order.
‘I think this guy is the key among those who are moving secretly in this parent observation class.’
Looking at Martins, who couldn’t even raise his head in front of him, Ethan thought that he would definitely achieve results in this project.
‘At the same time, we could arrange things so that the Moon Followers wouldn’t think that we were interfering with their plans.’
Then the future that Ethan knows will not change.
“Martins Lane.”
“Yes, yes!”
“Raise your head.”
A frightened Martins raised his head.
He had tried to brainwash the apostle, and now he looked as if he thought he was dead.
“The plan almost collapsed because of you. Martins, who chose a piece of trash like you as the second order? Name him.”
“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I acted too hastily. Please forgive me just this once.”
Ethan pressured Martins. Martins now knows Ethan as an apostle.
The apostles were absolute rulers of a group called the Dawn Order, to which the followers of the moon believed themselves to belong.
‘The strength is also amazing. As far as I know, even the twelfth apostle, who is considered the weakest of the twelve apostles, is very strong.’
It could be as strong or stronger than Iveca’s principal, Ghostblade.
So I had to act with certainty.
“First, hand over everything you received from the meeting. Originally, I should have killed you here, but I will show mercy after observing your actions in the important upcoming event.”
“Yes, yes, I understand. I’m really sorry, sob.”
Martins took out his pocket and took off all the bracelets, rings, and necklaces on his arms.
‘This is an artifact that could make some money if sold.’
As it was called a second order, it seemed like he received quite a lot from the dawn meeting.
I looked inside the pocket and it was quite heavy.
‘It’s not just gold. It contains many other things.’
“Give me the order, Apostle.”
“Let’s talk about the plan in detail.”
At Ethan’s words, Martins swallowed hard and said.
Since he had brainwashed the apostle without recognizing him, it was understandable that the apostle would doubt himself.
“It is my role to open the door for this parent observation class.”
Opening the door.
That was the order Martins received.
“So you wanted to build up some merit and tried to drag me in?”
“I’m sorry. I was trying to work hard for the company, but I think I acted presumptuously. I’m truly sorry.”
Martins bowed again.
Ethan quickly gathered his thoughts.
‘Opening doors was the original mission.’
“Are you ready to meet your helper?”
Leaving the door open means someone is coming in from outside. Martins nodded as Ethan roughly hit the door.
“Yes, I am definitely prepared!”
‘Is this an order other than the First Order?’
This was information that wasn’t in the First Order’s orders.
‘It seems like he intentionally gave separate orders to the other orders. First is a valuable talent. If he gets involved and dies or is suspected, it would be a waste of time invested so far.’
“You tried to brainwash me without recognizing me, so I am very worried that you might know about your accomplice.”
“I’m sorry, Apostle. My orders did not specify who the assistant was. I was only told to open the door and welcome the assistant from outside… … .”
Martins trails off.
Ethan had a rough idea of what was going on.
The outside helpers will probably be those who have contacted Grand Horn.
When Martins opens the door, his helpers will come in and kill the target.
That’s the end of Martins’ work.
Martins must have noticed that too.
So, this was the opportunity to advance from the Second Order to the First Order, and it seemed like he had a hand in Ethan along the way.
‘Because you have to achieve certain results to move up.’
Probably hasn’t done anything proper since infiltrating Ibeka.
Even if it had been done, it would not have been the core of the work and would only have served as a stepping stone.
‘Because I’m a mid-level teacher.’
Maybe he was getting anxious.
Ethan saw through Martins’ psychology.
He might see this as another opportunity.
“Then you know the target, right?”
“Yes! I know! I heard you were the Marquis of Roentgen.”
“Yeah, I’m glad you didn’t forget that.”
Martins’ face hardened again at Ethan’s words.
‘He’s the Marquis of Roentgen, the perfect target for fanning the Academy’s anxiety.’
“Martins Lane.”
“Yes, Apostle.”
“I should have killed you here, but you’ve done well so far.”
Ethan continued in a solemn tone.
“But remember, one mistake like this can ruin everything.”
“I will keep it in mind, I will keep it in mind, Apostle!”
Martins shouted in a trembling voice.
Ethan gave him a firm grip on his shoulder.
“I’ll give you one more chance.”
“Go, thank you!”
“There is no next time. I will give you a separate order, so follow that order.”
“yes!”
After Martins left, Ethan sat in the empty classroom and sorted things out.
‘It’s not a good idea to use this guy as a subordinate.’
It seemed like a good idea to deal with the bastard, but in a different way than Hassen Little.
After a moment of thought, I decided on a way to deal with him.
‘In this parent observation class, we make Martins a hero and kill him.’
Naturally, the Moon Followers won’t feel like they’ve been caught or that this is a failure.
* * *
“Of course you can use the large lecture room, Mr. Ethan.”
“Thank you, Dean.”
“By the way, was it really your choice to teach at the Magic Department?”
The Dean of the College of Engineering asked Ethan.
Although I was allowed into the classroom, the Dean of the English Department didn’t look too happy.
“Yes, that’s right.”
Ethan quickly figured out why the Dean was doing that as he answered.
‘Because the Magic and Knight departments are traditionally rivals.’
Ethan is a teacher in the Knights College. He is a new teacher and is receiving the best evaluations.
Among the students, there was no one who looked down on Ethan as a local noble, and everyone was eager to hear Ethan’s class at least once.
This was also proven by students who listened to the class ahead of time.
It was the first time that even existing teachers had seen such a burning enthusiasm for learning at the beginning of the semester.
Students taking Ethan’s classes showed that they worked hard not only in Ethan’s classes but also in other classes.
It was so passionate that I couldn’t remember the last time I saw something like this.
It can’t be helped that such an ace teacher is in charge of the magic department’s classes.
“Why? It must not be easy to lead the class on understanding the sword right now. Why did you take on another class?”
Ethan smiled.
The truth wasn’t what mattered now. The Dean of the Knight Department simply didn’t want to share Ethan, a brilliant new teacher, with the Magic Department.
“I am a teacher in the Department of Journalism, Dean.”
The dean smiled faintly at Ethan’s words.
“Well, of course.”
“I haven’t forgotten that obvious thing. The reason I was asked to teach the magic department class was because my classmate, Professor Nadia, asked me to. She originally wanted to assign the class to Professor Nadia. However, Professor Nadia felt burdened… … .”
Ethan briefly explained the situation.
“Hmm, so in conclusion, there was no offer from the Faculty of Magic? You just wanted to help your fellow teachers and use your talents to teach new classes?”
“That’s right. Thank you for your kind words.”
“You are a great teacher, one that is hard to find these days.”
Only now did the dean smile.
He nodded, crossing his arms.
This seemed to completely dispel his distrust of Ethan. What he had been suspecting all along was whether the Dean of the Faculty of Magic had made some kind of offer to Ethan.
But Ethan showed some determination.
He is saying that he is, after all, a teacher at the College of Journalism.
Ethan opened his mouth, smiling inwardly at the look on the dean’s face.
If it were now, it would be a situation where someone would listen to my slightly unreasonable request.
“That’s why I’m telling you this. I’m a teacher in the Department of Journalism. If possible, I’d like to teach one more class in the Department of Journalism.”
“Hehehe, of course! There’s no doubt about Mr. Ethan’s skills anymore! After this swordsmanship lesson, I’ll make sure to take care of you.”
I have already chosen a few classes to teach.
“I would like to try opening my own class.”
“huh?”
The Dean’s face hardened slightly at Ethan’s words.
“You want to open a new class?”
“Yes, Dean.”
The dean’s face became serious again.
Taking charge of an existing class and opening a new class were completely different matters.
Among the classes currently offered within the academy, there are not many that have been newly created recently.
“It’s too early. It’s too early to tell you. You’re a new teacher who just started. Of course, unlike other new teachers, you have certain skills and achievements. You’re also highly evaluated within the academy. However, you still lack experience. Of course, this experience means that you absolutely lack time.”
The dean gently consoled him.
“You need more experience to open a new class. Most teachers need at least five years of experience. By then, you’ll have your own way of teaching and what to teach. But you still don’t have enough experience.”
It was a clear rejection.
But Ethan didn’t think the dean would give permission right away.
As the dean said, a new teacher who has been teaching for less than a year has never opened a new class before.
“That’s true. I’m still in my first year as a teacher.”
“I admit that you are very capable. But you are in too much of a hurry. Take your time.”
Ethan looked regretful.
And after a brief silence, he opened his mouth again.
“Actually, after I took over the potion making class, I received an offer from the Dean of the Faculty of Magic.”
The Dean of the College of Knights’ expression changed completely at Ethan’s words.
“… … A suggestion? What suggestion?”
“I think I’m doing better than expected in the potion making class, so they asked if I could take charge of a whole new class.”
Ethan said that with a troubled expression on his face.
“Of course I refused. I am a teacher at the College of Journalism.”
“Did the Dean of the Faculty of Magic ask you to teach a new class?”
“You didn’t say anything specific, but… … .”
Ethan trailed off.
Of course I’ve never heard anything like that, but it doesn’t matter.
Because there will be no fact-checking anyway.
Traditionally, there was a sense of rivalry between the Knight and Magical Colleges, not only among students but also among teachers.
“This won’t work.”
The dean clicked his tongue.
“Well, then, can I ask you what the topic of the new class you’re planning to open is? Since you said you want to open a new class, I think you’re prepared for that, Mr. Ethan.”
The Dean seemed determined never to give Ethan to the Faculty of Magic.
‘At this point, depending on what kind of class you want to open, I might give you permission.’
Of course, the Dean’s permission is only the first hurdle.
Next, he had to get permission from the principal, but Ethan didn’t really care whether he could get the principal’s permission or not.
“Of course. It’s an introduction to practical swordsmanship.”
The dean’s eyes widened at Ethan’s words.
“You want to do a practical lesson?”
Practical lessons are important.
But despite its importance, it has rarely been made into a class.
“Practical lessons are completely impossible… … .”
Before the word impossible could be said, Ethan opened his mouth.
“Don’t worry. We’ll do it in the classroom. We won’t be fighting monsters. And it won’t be sparring either.”
“… … Then what kind of practical training are you going to do?”
“I have a method in mind.”
The dean, who had been crossing his arms at Ethan’s confident attitude, let out a sigh.
“If you have a plan, I can give you permission. However, opening a lecture is not something that can be done just by me. Do you understand that?”
“Yes. If the principal ultimately rejects it, I will give up as well.”
“Just wait a moment.”
The dean quickly left the room.
And when the dean returned after about 30 minutes, he was out of breath.
“What on earth is it?”
“What happened?”
“The principal… … .”
The dean looked as if he couldn’t believe what he was saying.
fantasy,
