From Space Idiot to Professor - From Space Idiot to Professor chapter 50

50 – Duel (3)

“What are you doing cheekily during class! “Wake up!”

“Yes.”

“Hold the wooden sword. “I will personally provide guidance.”

Idel’s eyes were as cloudy as a dying fish as he woke up shakily. Clark sighed inwardly.

Students like this are the first to die.

What happens if you study well? If you don’t train diligently, you will die at the hands of a monster.

“Try your posture first.”

“Like this?”

“You’re clumsy.”

The center of gravity was fixed, but that was all. Only the skeleton existed to some extent, but the parts corresponding to the twigs were a mess.

“I think I need some pruning.”

Clark repaired Eidel’s entire body. As he was taller, his legs were stretched out further, and his waist was straightened in line with the center line. The tip of his sword instructed him to raise his hand higher so that it was at eye level.

Idel responded tremblingly.

“Please save me.”

“Okay. “Keep that posture.”

“Please save me.”

“Hey guy, don’t be harsh. “In the military, they make you do that posture all day long.”

“Please save me.”

He was at a decent level to teach, but I couldn’t say he had any physical talent. Idel was ordinary.

He thought so until he started sparring in earnest.

“Try to attack.”

“Really?”

“I am Omega. “Why don’t you stop talking nonsense and attack me?”

As soon as those words were said, Eidel rushed towards the instructor. He thought he could easily avoid it since it was a visible movement. He raised his wooden sword with the intention of simply blocking it.

The sword energy is bent.

In an instant, his eyes became blurry. A feeling of paralysis of thinking. The grass began to look like real grass, and the real grass began to look like grass.

It is an unfamiliar experience.

When he came to his senses, a gentle wind blew right next to his right temple. Eidel’s wooden sword stopped just before striking the instructor’s temporal lobe.

“Instructor?”

“Huh? Uh?”

Stupid sounds came out of Clark’s mouth one after another.

“Is it true that you couldn’t even react to my attack?”

“…… No. “I saw it.”

“Hey, what are you looking at? It’s true that you couldn’t react. “If I had gone a little further in that state, you would have fainted, right?”

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a gap like this so easily. He didn’t react this clumsily even when he caught the EX-class body.

My shoulders are stiff. The stigmata engraved on his back trembled. Sagittarius, the constellation king who signed a contract with Clark, trembled and sent a status message telling people to be especially careful.

It is not an ordinary constellation, but the Constellation King who protects the universe against foreign powers is trembling.

Clark, seeing this phenomenon for the first time, hardened his face without even hearing Idel’s ridicule.

***

Intentionally remaining alone and asking Clark for guidance was the right answer. Definitely feels like her posture has improved compared to when she learned from Lou Stila.

Now all that was left today was to watch her fight.

While Welton went on to win against her classmate Mathus, and childhood friends Mezlen and Christine went back and forth winning, Rustila and Zernia were neck and neck.

Lustila, who had been moving more cautiously than yesterday, ran towards her curves the moment Zernia showed her gap.

But it was a bait. Zernya pushed away Rustila, who was crawling into her arms, like her flowing body.

Continued stabbing attack.

“Pfft!”

Push quickly like a well-trained fencer. Rustilla groaned. She backed away, holding her injured abdomen yesterday.

Zernia was not the one to miss that gap.

The difference in skill determines victory or defeat. Zernya was a girl who knew how to distinguish between fake and real gaps. Her sword strikes surged like waves.

“Ahh… !”

Lu Stilla screamed and fell on her back. The blade was soon given to her neck. A heavy piece of iron on the verge of ionization is placed on her shoulder.

“Sister!”

Seti, who was training with her classmate, came rushing over. I grabbed her by her side and calmed her down along the way.

Zernya sheathed her sword and stroked her hair.

“You need to know the difference in formality.”

“… ….”

“If you have a conscience, go back to your original class right now. That’s the way for you, yellow hair.”

Lu Stilla lowered her head.

It was the second defeat. You must be very heartbroken.

If you think about it, there was no reason for Lu Stila to feel down because it was Zernya’s fault first, but the fact that she got into trouble was probably a good thing for her because her sword was everything.

I half-forcefully grabbed her hand that was lying on the ground and lifted her up.

“Ugh.”

“Are you okay?”

“The side… ….”

Lu Stilla frowned and even broke into a cold sweat. It seemed like she needed to be taken to a big hospital.

***

She was examined and underwent a brief admission procedure at the Amor General Hospital, one of the ten largest hospitals in the south run by the Rhineland family. Her hospitalization expenses were paid for using Sethi’s pocket money.

Rustila, who had changed into her patient gown and was confined to a private room, looked up blankly out her window. Beyond her hemispherical glass screen, a vast panorama of cosmos spread out like silk.

“I’m done writing sick notes. “Get some rest.”

Instructor Clark scratched his head and sat down next to me and Seti. He peeled a few apples from the fruit basket and stuffed them into my mouth.

“How hard did I have to fight to crack my ribs?”

He answered by snatching the apple that was about to go into the instructor’s mouth and eating it.

“You two are like dogs.”

“You lost a fight with Adelbein? That must be really hard. So, why did you fall out with her?”

“I don’t know.”

The dirty relationship between Zernia and Rustilla is something that is taken for granted in ‘Foreign News.’ There was no need to give a specific reason.

I just thought it was time to fight.

“Why, there are people like that in the world, right? Just looking at their faces makes me want to beat them to death…….”

“Ah, I understand what it is. “My wife does that to me for no reason.”

“What did you say?”

“They always tell me to go out and die.”

“I know that feeling.”

Instructor Clark smiled and handed me another apple. I carved it with a carving knife, smoothed it out, and placed it on a plate to make it easier to eat.

“What does this young guy know?”

“My family always told me to go out and die.”

“Hey, this and that are different.”

Seti tackled me with an expression that seemed aggrieved, but the conversation was already going nowhere.

I handed the peeled apples to Rustilla and Seti. The two of them scratched their cheeks at the same time as if they were sisters, and quickly lifted a plate.

I peeled another apple. This time I used a different style and a bread knife. Seti looked at me with a pitiful expression, as if wondering what kind of nonsense I was talking about, but there was no reprimand.

Because this is also part of the training.

Originally, I only wanted to learn how to use a sword from Instructor Clark, but coincidentally, he took an interest in me, so I was promised intensive instruction.

The reason he is sitting in Rustila’s hospital room is actually because of me.

It was good news for me. After continuing the conversation for a while, we naturally changed the subject.

“How is Rustilla?”

“What?”

“It’s my talent as a prosecutor. “Does she have any chance of beating that guy?”

Rustila, who had just been devouring an apple with her empty eyes, turned her head. Speaking of swords, it was very cute how she reacted with spinal reflexes.

Instructor Clark sighed and said.

“To be honest, it’s difficult.”

It’s not that he lacks talent, but his skills rely heavily on wild aspects. There is no technology, only disorderly violence.

The instructor claimed that even though he could defeat A-class monsters at this level, he could not deal with highly intelligent S-class or higher monsters.

Of course, Lou Stilla was devastated and buried her head. He is understandably disappointed when they tell him that if he wants to grow, he must abandon the swordsmanship he has trained for, believing it to be right.

“I have no choice but to start again from the beginner level. For your information, my technique relies heavily on the established method. I also had almost no talent. So, I stubbornly climbed up here, following the rails made by others.”

It was a boast, but it was also true. Didn’t Professor Feynman say something similar? In the end, if you want to become a top person in any field, you have to start with the basics.

“But this is the style I learned from the Holy See…….”

“I understand. Still, you should not assume that everything the Constellation says is correct. Especially if you have enough reason and generosity to make a contract. “If the Constellation colludes with foreign powers and becomes corrupted, what will you really do?”

Yes, it is not common, but it does happen. However, Rustilla’s Vega is so pure that unless it is directly absorbed by a black hole, this will not happen.

In other words, the path of Rustilla is also a degree.

Clark probably knows this deep down. A student named Lustila whom she cannot teach. So, we need to introduce a prosecutor with a different ‘level’ that fits him.

It seems like a good person popped into his head just then.

He spoke while clapping.

“My wife…….”

***

Rustila continued to challenge Zernya even after her discharge.

Zernia’s skills were so overwhelming that Rustilla could not withstand a few matches. He was lucky if he crossed swords ten times.

“I’m bored.”

One month. Today also ended in Zernia’s victory. She frowned as she lowered the sword she had placed on her Lustila’s shoulder.

“Let’s stop now. “I’m so sick of people like you.”

“…… Let’s duel. Yet again. “Set a date.”

“Have you come to your senses yet?”

Zernia was now extremely exhausted.

She originally planned to neither particularly welcome nor dislike anyone entering the elite class, whether it was Rustilla or not. She is going to be first place anyway, and there is no one better than her.

Even though she was studying with her, her tadpoles would not feel that they were swimming in the same water as her.

But that thought shattered like a thin sheet of glass.

Idel, a boy who is the only one and whom he recognizes only a little, and Rustilla become close friends.

At least currently, Eidel, who is older than him, is close to Rustilla, who is far below him.

First of all, it was harmful to the heart.

Also, the second time, it was the same.

As people like Rustilla hang out with Eidel, there is a high possibility that other students will look down on them.

That shouldn’t happen.

“Get out.”

Zernya pecked at Rustila with all her might. She clenched her teeth and stepped out of Zernia’s shadow.

“Whoa.”

That’s it.

This is it.

Now that you know the topic, let’s get away from Eidel.

Now all that was left was to bring down the chief and climb up on top of him.

The promised mid-term evaluation was approaching.