Became a War Hero of the Academy - Chapter 3



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003. Eugene Carter (3)

At the same time, in the special forces commander’s office.

“Hmm.”

Lieutenant General Alvin tilted his head at the two types of official documents he had received through his office.

One side contained a personnel order, sending Colonel Eugene Carter to Carvena.

And on the other side was a letter of appointment from Carvena.

Dear Eugene Carter,

The above person was appointed as the 3rd instructor of the Carven Academy’s Practical Tactics Course. (1477.3.1.~1478.2.29)

February 21, 1477

Chairman Michelle Bernhard

“It’s a relief that the troublemaker seems to be coming to his senses now… but I wonder if he’ll really be okay.”

Colonel Balfour, who made the offer, must have been equally embarrassed.

Who would have thought that the infamous Carvena would volunteer?

Alvin thought that Colonel Carter might come to him at some point and ask him to pretend that this never happened.

But even today, the day of his dispatch, he has not shown his face on the third floor even once.

That must mean you’re confident.

“The body still looked extremely shabby.”

Although it is an educational institution under the imperial control, Carvena’s principle is extreme competition.

No matter how many majors you have accumulated in the past or how famous you are now, those things won’t work at all in Carvena.

A magical world where both cadets and instructors compete for results.

If you can’t prove it with your skills, you’ll be kicked out in less than three months, let alone a year.

Nevertheless, Alvin obediently complied with Eugene’s request.

The story just happened to flow that way, but… more than that.

“…those eyes.”

Eyes filled with conviction and determination, something you would never see in Eugene Carter, who was the epitome of arrogance and vanity.

Those eyes convinced Lieutenant General Alvin.

Alvin sighed deeply, pushing the document aside.

“Well, it’s not like it’s a big loss for us either.”

Eugene Carter is a symbol of the Special Forces, a disgrace, and a product of an old era.

In order to show the task force as a new, reborn force free from the ghosts of the past, it is necessary to cut off Eugene Carter from the root.

Of course, it would be good to rehabilitate her and make her the face of the madam, but it is not a very likely story.

Alvin got up and walked to the window.

Even from afar, the tall spires of Carvena were clearly visible, as if for show.

He pointed to the tower and smiled faintly.

“While we’re at it, I’d like to give that wicked chairman a beating, Colonel Carter.”

Then the princess’s mood will improve, too.

After a short soliloquy, Lieutenant General Alvin left the special forces room.

It was for the imperial family’s regular report.

* * *

“My role ends here, Colonel Carter. For further admission procedures, please follow the instructions from the main office.”

“hmm.”

“Well then, I wish you success.”

Angela drove the carriage away without a trace.

I blankly watched his back, then turned around.

In the front, there was Building A, the signboard of Carvena Academy.

A short exclamation of surprise escaped me, along with a soliloquy.

“…It’s actually quite huge when you see it in person.”

The windows that were embedded throughout the neat stone building sparkled in the sunlight.

Near the entrance, there were a lot of students wearing cadet uniforms.

Even from afar, the gloomy expression on his face was clearly visible.

There wasn’t much difference in the reactions of those around them either.

The gazes felt through the crowd were extremely cold.

One reason may be that the academy is extremely competitive, but more than that.

‘It’s because of my outfit.’

Imperial Army uniform designs are largely the same across units, but there are some exceptions.

From the distinctive navy frock coat to the ornate badges symbolizing their status as a direct imperial unit.

Anyone who saw me now would think, ‘I’m a special agent.’

“This year is ’77… so it’s about a year late.”

Originally, Carvena and the special forces had a complementary relationship.

In the first place, both organizations were directly under the imperial family, and most of their financial resources circulated between them, so there was no reason for them to be at odds with each other.

Their relationship began to become seriously distorted in 1974, when the princess and the chairman of Carvena clashed for their own reasons.

The conflict between the two reached its peak a year ago.

There has been a lull for a while now, but… it will soon catch fire again.

To be exact, from two weeks later.

In that respect, Eugene Carter was in a pretty appropriate position.

It’s not that unusual for a Carven graduate to serve as a special forces officer.

It was certainly unusual for a former officer to return to the academy as an instructor.

‘It’s rare for things to fall into place this well so early in a game.’

I clenched my fist and grinned.

“I’m looking forward to seeing who I get to meet first.”

* * *

After registering at the Academic Affairs Office on the second floor of Building A, I waited for about 30 minutes.

“Thank you for waiting, Colonel Carter.”

He staggered to the window and supported himself with his cane.

The employee continued his explanation in a businesslike tone with a blank expression.

“I checked and the process was already completed yesterday.”

“…Is that so.”

“If you have any textbooks you would like to use, please apply by tomorrow… and submit the lecture plan by the 26th. You can discuss the rental schedule with the Facility Management Office. You can complete the move-in process at Building G.”

Oh, and.

The employee added a word.

“I received a call from the chairman this morning.”

“…The chairman?”

“You can come by 11pm.”

As soon as the guidance was over, the staff member immediately called the next person.

‘I didn’t know you’d call me this quickly.’

What is the purpose of the call?

Are you thinking of giving a warning or giving a hint?

There’s a chance they’ll make an offer, something like, “Abandon the special forces and join us.”

But I have absolutely no intention of listening to whatever you suggest.

As I walked slowly outside, I glanced at my wristwatch.

It was 9:16.

“I have some time to spare.”

I wonder if it would be okay to stop by Building G.

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‘Anyway, this guy’s gait is the problem.’

It’s true that mana hearts affect physical abilities, but even so, this was just too much.

My eyes briefly lingered on the newly added items.

Withdrawal Symptoms [Stat -30%, Strength -30%, Agility -40%, Stamina -40%, Stress +30%]

※ Increases the probability of being affected by abnormal status. [Dizziness, Delirium, Hydrocephalus, Tremor]

Among the 999 challenges, there were often things like that.

Missions that involve killing characters, turning them into drug addicts, or rendering them crippled.

Corrupt missions that force you to commit all sorts of immoral acts.

Finally, there are the doom missions that alienate, isolate, and divide the characters, ultimately leading them to kill each other.

Detailed challenges in voice simulation games are not new, but MAGA’s notoriety is particularly high.

I’ve been playing that crazy game for 10 years.

It’s nothing to be alarmed about, just withdrawal symptoms.

‘It’s a completely different feeling when you experience it firsthand.’

Anyway, I had to quickly get my physical condition back to normal.

Then, I will be able to demonstrate my capabilities at the Imperial Household Council meeting that will be held in about two weeks.

It was just then.

“No, look!”

Boom!

A loud voice echoed along with the sound of the table being slammed.

Everyone in the academic affairs office turned their gaze to the voice.

When I looked closely, I saw that a teacher was protesting.

“Why isn’t this book working?”

“As I said before, our regulations are….”

“How many times have I explained to you that it is not against the rules! Why don’t you understand?”

The one who protested was a young woman wearing a short black cloak over Carvena’s white uniform.

The long blue hair that reached down to the tip of his shirt and the thick magic book he was holding were noticeable.

As soon as I saw his profile, I was convinced.

Rubia Magnus. One of the representative main characters of MAGA.

A theory wizard dispatched from the magic tower ‘Duel Maret’.

His school is Barion. His rank is Agent. His rank is 1st class, and he is a special person.

‘I never thought we’d meet so soon.’

When I saw Rubia, who was grinning with the corners of her lips down, a smile escaped my face.

I have a rough idea of ​​the situation.

I submitted a textbook to use in class, but it seems the academic affairs office did not approve it.

Ruby herself doesn’t understand that at all, which is why she’s so furious.

‘… I brought back the magic book from Carvena.’

This is in Carvena, the pinnacle of efficiency and ability.

Since this is such a rare case, this is actually an obvious conclusion.

I walked carefully, one step at a time.

Whether it was because she had tunnel vision for a moment or because she was completely focused on persuading the employee in front of her, Rubia was completely focused on persuading him.

“That’s right! There’s not a single bit of that in this book…!”

He immediately intervened and placed his hand on the book in question.

“Excuse me. Let me see for a moment.”

“……you are.”

I turned my back to Rubia’s face, which was unable to hide its embarrassment, and glared at the Academic Affairs Office.

“What is the reason for your rejection?”

The staff responded with a cold expression.

“Are you my acquaintance?”

“No, it was just. It was so noisy that I came to see what was going on.”

You’re a useless, wasteful, special forces veteran.

It was a face that revealed all of his true feelings.

“I have no obligation to tell you.”

“Why isn’t there one? I’m an instructor here now. What are the regulations regarding that?”

“…….”

“Well, it’s obvious. Isn’t it a subversive book that denies the essence of the empire?”

“…Why is someone who knows that coming here?”

I answered, glancing at Rubia behind me.

“Because that’s bullshit.”

* * *

Today was a very strange day for Rubia Magnus, a special agent of Duel Maret and a professor of theory at Carvena Academy.

Did the carriage you rode in at dawn suddenly tip over? Did you barely manage to run to the Magic Academy only to find the door locked? Did you somehow manage to find a book to use as a supplementary textbook and submit it only to have it rejected right in front of you?

‘Could I be under a curse of bad luck?’

No, no matter what, this isn’t it.

There wasn’t a single word of opposition until last year, but now you’re causing this chaos a week before the start of the semester?

Her mental health was already in tatters as she reached a critical point due to overwork and bad luck.

So, even though he couldn’t control his anger at the moment and pushed his opponent up, Rubia didn’t have high expectations either.

‘…There is no one in Carvena who is as inflexible as the Office of Academic Affairs.’

The situation seemed to have come to an end with Rubia’s giving up.

Until a man who appeared to be part of the special forces suddenly barged in and pointed out a loophole in the regulations.

“Even at the Academy of Delorwell, the best sanctuary in the Empire, the books used as textbooks are considered subversive?”

“That’s not it! We’re just following the rules…!”

“Should I take this to Dellowell and ask the Inquisitors? Did you know that the books you studied at the Academy actually encouraged blasphemy?”

Looking at the staff of the academic affairs office who were at a loss as to what to do about Eugene’s mess, Rubia felt secretly delighted.

It was a very refreshing feeling to see those who had been turning a deaf ear to the rules all day struggling.

The news that a former special forces instructor was causing a ruckus in the academic affairs office quickly spread throughout the main building.

After about 10 minutes, the back was already filled with onlookers.

At that sight, Rubia was so scared that she took a step back.

‘I didn’t know things would get this big…?’

The academic affairs office staff were equally perplexed.

I never dreamed that what I thought was just a regular teachers’ protest would develop into something like this.

of course.

The other side had no intention of just taking this for granted.

A heavy voice echoed from inside the academic affairs office.

“What’s the fuss about?”

Step, step.

The man who made his entrance with a descending low voice was a large man over 190 cm tall.

As soon as he saw Eugene, he smiled bitterly.

“…It’s been a while, Carter.”

The look in his eyes that seemed to look down on anyone was a bonus.

“Has it been seven years since that incident? You finally managed to come back to the world. You can tell just by looking at it that your physical condition is not good.”

Eugene briefly caressed the corner of his mouth at the slightly provocative comment.

Then he tilted his head and asked.

“Who are you?”

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