I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy - I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy chapter 134

134. Choice

Russell Main Building. The main auditorium there.

Although there were students filling up all the seats, it was so quiet that it was hard to realize the number of students in the entire school.

So much so that you can even faintly hear the sound of an ant crawling.

If you look from the outside, you might think there is no one there.

A silence so heavy that it makes my body tremble.

No, inevitable silence.

“…”

Dawn of last night. A loud noise that shook the heavens and earth and woke up the students.

What was reflected in the eyes of the students who ran barefoot as if fascinated was the fluttering flames and the summoning circle that covered the sky.

No one could understand the situation,

I couldn’t even determine the present, let alone the future.

Just like that, following the instructor’s orders.

They were summoned to the main auditorium without knowing anything.

Each person ponders his or her her own pessimism,

Interpreting a situation without information,

Finally, I bow my head.

Anxiety like a bomb.

The fuse that had already lit the fire,

After burning endlessly-

“Everyone will die.”

In the end, the silence was broken.

At that one word, muttered as if someone was trampling, all the students’ eyes were focused on that.

A female student holding her head with her head down did not seem to care at all about what others thought of her.

Someone asked back.

“…What do you mean?”

“What are you talking about? Do you know what this means? No, that can’t be possible. “You know.”

Judging by his slurred and rambling tone her her her, it didn’t seem like he meant it for others to hear.

Those words stuck in the hearts of all the students here.

As she said,

Because everyone knew.

“You still don’t know? No, are you just pretending not to know?”

“What, what… “

“The magic circle above the sky. It looks like it could have been made by accident. The instructors seem to view us as idiots, but even a kid passing by knows this.”

The instructors kept the situation secret from the students.

There was no point in calling it a trap because even the instructors at the time did not know the identity of that magic circle.

However, if the facts were conveyed directly.

The trust of students is lost.

It’s not about building up pride,

It was a trap for the safety of students.

Instructor and students. The moment the trust between them is broken, it is the same as losing control.

If students follow the fear they have inside themselves, not the instructor.

It was because it was getting out of hand.

However, the trust that was held that way.

Unable to handle the gap of several hours, it was about to cut off.

“Something that has never happened before will happen.” “It’s a magic circle of a size no one could have imagined, so a corresponding disaster will engulf us.”

“Uh, uhm…”

Even the student who tried to stop her and deny her,

She soon lowered her head and began to moan.

The fear that leaked through the cracks,

It instantly captured the atmosphere.

“Si, I hate it. “I don’t want to sit down and die.”

“Where have all the instructors gone? Oh, no way. The reason they ran away leaving us alone here-“

“I’m going. “I don’t want to lie down and die quietly just to listen to what others say!”

The conversation was mixed to the point of murmur,

Each person’s conclusion was similar.

You have to run away.

What remains here anymore is,

It is nothing more than an act of suicide without any meaning.

Just a few minutes after the silence was broken,

It even happened that someone jumped up.

A male student walking to the door with great strides.

And, as if following in his footsteps, the students rise up one by one to escape Russell.

And, as he hurriedly opened the door-

Jump-

“…”

I ran into someone coming in from outside.

Because the male student was quite tall, he flinched and trembled while lowering his head.

“Where are you going?”

An elegant voice echoing quietly in the main auditorium.

She was a saint.

The male student answered without heeding anything.

“I’m going out of here. You too, let’s go together.”

“Are you thinking about getting out of Russell?”

“Uh. Regardless of whether the instructor blocks it or not, if we fight to the death, a few people will be able to get out.”

He was filled with fear and raised his blade like a hedgehog,

In the end, he turned that day to the saint in front of him.

“Could it be that the instructor told you to come? Are you here to appease us and help us sit down and die?”

Confidence created without information,

It’s such a random law.

The saint stood on her ground and did not refute.

Sigh-

I just turned and walked past him.

“…What?”

The footsteps of a male student who had nowhere to go because he was too obedient to get out of the way.

However, the saint answered without turning around.

He spoke quietly to all the students in the main auditorium, including him.

“The front door is open.”

“…”

“No one will stop you, no one will stop you, no one will chase you.”

At that moment, the students became free.

However, there was no one moving.

“But before that.”

Paula Maria.

A friend to all students, a cute younger sibling, and perhaps even a loving mother.

Probably because she couldn’t get past her.

They were planning on turning their backs on Russell, but

I couldn’t bear to turn my back on her.

Paula said.

Fumbling with the gray badge.

“Would you please listen to my story?”

—

“I am a saint.”

I don’t know how many times I’ve said this.

This is Saint Paula Maria.

The saint of the church meets the believer.

As a saint, I will listen to your confession.

Although there is no one in the empire who does not know the name Paula Maria, there is no one who does not know her as a saint.

Therefore, the title is.

It had to be before my name.

“The shepherd of the church and the servant of Arka. You all must have known that, and I too have lived my whole life proud.”

Platform. And Arca.

Most of the students who were seated closely accepted what I said as if it was obvious.

There were some people tilting their heads.

It’s worth it.

When I refer to him, I always refer to him as ‘Arka.’

“But, I am no longer a saint or anything like that.”

The students’ eyes were wide open.

“And I found out last night.”

About last night.

When I brought up that story, the students’ eyes opened wide.

You might be curious.

You might be scared.

However, the reality I will tell you from now on is.

It will be crueler than anyone could ever imagine.

I said.

“That it was all a lie.”

“…What?”

“The church was a group that wanted to destroy the empire, and Arca, whom they served, was the ultimate evil god.”

For a split second, even the sound of breathing stopped.

In the meantime, I continued talking.

“There was someone who told me that.”

Yes. There was such a person.

When everyone bows their heads to the saint in front of them,

There was someone who saw me as a human being.

Call me a saint,

Even if you have to follow the appropriate etiquette.

Deep down, I am not a puppet or stooge of the church. There was someone who worked tirelessly to restore human life.

“There was a person who faced the darkness of the religious denomination faster than anyone else and carried out a belief that no one would support while everyone was pointing fingers.”

“…”

“Just last night. A religious leader who came into hiding with his sword drawn to destroy the Academy in order to cause chaos in the empire. There was someone who sacrificed his life to stop it.”

And, that person is now.

It’s not with me.

But, I am now.

In the same place as him, wearing the same badge.

Because we are looking at the same scenery,

You can continue talking.

“But despite the sacrifices. Despite the death of the religious leader, a greater disaster has arrived.”

I raised my hand and pointed my finger at the ceiling.

There is probably no one who does not know the inner meaning that it refers to the sky above.

“Arka, the evil god, will descend.”

Drurr!

Someone suddenly got up.

He pointed at me with a bright red face.

“It’s a lie, it’s all a lie!”

Strong denial.

Starting with that, the main auditorium quickly became cluttered.

In the reverberation of the rumbling sound,

Some conversations can be heard.

“Arka was an evil spirit…?”

“Well, that girl was right. There was nothing wrong! We’re all going to die…!”

Doubt, anxiety, fear. And despair.

I was silent.

We provided enough time for them to reflect on their true despair.

Because I did that too.

Because only then can you stand up again.

This also,

It is your teaching.

And, their fingers pointed at me again.

As if you want a sweet excuse to cover up the harsh truth.

As if I can’t hold on unless I prove that what I’m saying is false.

What can enlighten them is,

And also because I know that you are the only one.

“That. Who is that! “Who is this person who died last night blocking the cult leader?”

“You know it too.”

“I don’t know, I’m asking because I don’t know!”

I said.

I put your name on my lips.

“Ivan Kherson.”

“…”

All conversations have been cut off.

The main auditorium became quiet again.

The student who got up suddenly stopped in that position,

The student who was trying to say something couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

Since when, to them, to us,

Also for me.

Your name has become so heavy.

“There’s no need to make that face. It was his duty to protect you, and all he did was keep his beliefs.”

Although I said this, my expression may also be similar.

Me and all the students here.

Because everyone’s life was saved by you at least once.

And, because I couldn’t protect you.

To us, you are,

Each person will be left with their own scar.

“And, because you left me with a task of your own. “I will try to imitate him in a way that does not suit him.”

The white badge is what I received from you.

The gray badge is what I wanted to show.

You may still be seeing this.

In the gap of a cabinet built into the wall,

Somewhere in the sky outside the window.

Therefore, I am.

It moved.

Bang!

The sound of knocking on the podium,

From noble mtl dot nete

It echoes in the main auditorium.

After forcibly awakening the students’ consciousness,

I gained a voice that never existed before.

“It’s time to choose, folks.”

The person standing here is neither a student nor a saint.

A temporary instructor named Paula Maria.

A disciple of Ivan Kherson.

“There is only one week left, and Arca, who has descended on the earth, will destroy the world with Russell at the center. So…”

That was all,

I will try to fulfill that responsibility.

“If you need to be by your loved one’s side in the last hour, please do so.”

I pointed my finger outside Russell.

It means that the door is always open.

“But for my family back home. For the friend next to me. Or for the Empire. “Who wants to die for everything they love.”

Death.

The death of a student that should not have happened in Russell.

The words spoken without filtering,

It was that heavy though.

That is also true.

Most of the students left here will die.

But, nevertheless-

“Please lend me your strength.”

Hwaak-

My body shines,

Light began to circle around it.

The sight of a white stigma being engraved on the body,

What you left me,

It was clearly visible to the students.

And, what you ‘left behind’.

Because I am confident that it is not only in me, but also in all the eyes I look at.

I said.

No one will protect you. The most miserable thing is that you may fall down meaninglessly and not even be able to close your eyes.

I lowered my head and cried out.

…This is Russell! To you, the strong ones, who will be established at the forefront of the empire! In this place, the world’s last hope, I hope to carry on his will!

A weak and protected saint.

A child loved by everyone

If he continues his legacy. For me, for him whom I love. If you want to throw your life down for the world-

Only after I threw away everything.

I was able to stand next to everyone.

“I… I will die for you.”

I just did what I had to do,

For some reason, tears came to my eyes.

It’s a shame.

That’s why I didn’t even dare to think about cleaning it.

My vision is blurry, and the water droplets running down my cheeks feel hot.

And, I heard it.

I couldn’t see anything clearly with my tear-filled eyes,

I heard it clearly.

Grumble-

The sound of a chair moving.

Someone stood up.

Druk, Druk-

The sound rang continuously.

It spread throughout the auditorium like a song.

And, at the end-

“…”

Silence has come again.

And, when I looked up again, the sight that caught my eye was…

“…Ah.”

It remains the same, with every space filled,

Russell’s former student.

Everyone is standing up, but

They were just looking at me without anyone leaving.

They waited for me.

As the light returned to my eyes, someone among the students who stood up said:

With a ferocious gesture.

“Noblesse Oblige. I cannot ignore the will left behind by someone who was fully qualified to be the teacher of this body.”

It was a face I knew.

When the instructor first tried to divide the class between nobles and commoners, this was the student who narrowed his eyes and sneered.

Even in this situation, the situation was emphasized,

It was never serious.

Just a joke to accept the situation.

It was almost self-torture to lighten the mood.

If that life is more valuable than anyone else’s,

If you thought you didn’t want to lose.

He would have left this place quietly.

Because everyone here knows that,

The playful retort is back.

“Hmm, just a threat from a glass cannon master who will suddenly kill you in 10 seconds if you place him on the battlefield.”

“What… Did I say everything?”

“That guy is right, Lumen. You’ve only learned the basics of defensive magic.”

“I was wondering if the blood flowing through that body was really blue, but I don’t want to see it in person. So, survival experts like us should take care of it.”

The main auditorium once again became quiet.

However, what is filled is not despair and anxiety-

“I want to be asked for the first time to live and die again.”

“So you’re dissatisfied?”

“No, if I’m going to die anyway, I think it might be better to die here.”

Laughter.

A sense of innocent vitality that only people of that age could possess began to emerge.

It wasn’t just the saint who disappeared here.

Nobles and commoners, lower and upper grades.

All the boundaries that subtly divided them become blurred in the extreme.

Those who were willing to stand on the edge of that cliff were already colleagues.

And, maybe.

“Saint… No, it’s become a habit.”

“Paula.”

“Paula Maria.”

I feel like I have become one of them.

The students called me.

She was called by her name her, not by her name her

I answered willingly.

“Yes.”

“After everything is over. Even after that magic circle disappears, if you can face tomorrow. “What will you do then?”

Someone threw it, it was really playful and light,

A hopeful question.

I answered.

“Let’s reopen starting with the memorial service.”

For you.

For everyone who would die for you.

Maybe I won’t be able to meet that day-

For me.

I answered like that,

They laughed.

Haha-

I laughed too,

Tears are flowing endlessly.

“…Thank you.”

Not being able to be with you, whom I missed so much, and being left alone in this scene.

Maybe it was because I was disappointed that I couldn’t bear it.