The Blockhead Became an Overpowered Magician - The Blockhead Became an Overpowered Magician chapter 38

38 – Combat Practice Class (4)

There were two things Lia learned.

First, the professor doesn’t just hate himself.

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All the friends in Class B worked hard to clean the floor.

I didn’t know that it was my mood that made the sparring room look particularly shiny compared to when I started class earlier.

Second, let’s not trust people carelessly.

I trusted the professor, but what came back was a magic missile aimed at my face.

In addition, there were things like ‘This is what real combat is like’ and ‘The professor is really strong’… In Leah’s opinion, these were secondary things.

“Still, you lasted a long time. Please go back to your seat.”

The last turn has ended.

The exhausted student trudged to his seat like a zombie.

He was a student who was stubborn in his own way.

From the beginning, I trusted the protection system and focused entirely on casting.

This was not the first time it had happened. This was the method used in Class A and Class C, which I had previously taken.

But Ern had no intention of letting the students suck honey.

‘We have to do it somehow!’

When dozens of Were launched, his concentration was lost. It was because I was concerned that if I got hit by that, the protective device’s magic would end.

In the end, she ended up cleaning the floor like her other friends.

“This is a real magic battle. Everyone will feel a lot.”

‘The professor is the devil…’ .’

‘How can this be…? .’

‘Uuuh…… ‘

‘What’s on the menu for dinner tonight?’

When Erne saw the students’ glazed eyes, she continued.

“Stop cursing me in your mind for a moment and relive the memory of standing on the sparring field today.”

Hot!

“Remember what you saw and what you were thinking at the time.”

“….”

Students were able to recall their experiences without difficulty.

It was my first time being attacked by magic like that.

A magic missile that gradually grows larger in the field of view. A blue trace barely passing by my ear.

Intense memories remain vivid in the mind.

I knew in my head that it was a safe practice.

But when she saw the attack magic fiercely approaching, she couldn’t help but think, ‘I have to avoid it!’

It was a realm of instinct that could not be controlled by reason.

“Everyone must have been busy dodging. They couldn’t even do magic calculations because they were thinking about where the next attack would go and which direction they would roll.”

All the students had faces of recognition.

“If it had been a real fight, you would have died. If I hadn’t controlled my strength and if it weren’t for the protection device… You would have died several times already.”

“……”

“Battle is essentially meaningless. Strong vanguard? Full of items? It’s all useless. The moment you miss, you’ll just die.”

A scene passed through Ern’s mind.

It was when I was trying a hardcore mode where saving and loading were impossible.

Ahead of the boss battle, I managed to recruit a reliable tank and even gave him rare items. Additionally, the inventory was filled with potions.

And so, when we were fully prepared and entered the final pace.

-Etch!

While sneezing, he was hit instantly and died.

Even thinking about it again, it was a painful memory.

‘… When I think about it, it really pisses me off.’

Meanwhile, the students became solemn as they saw the professor’s face slightly distorted.

The professor in front of me was an outstanding magician. He demonstrated incredible computational speed and multicasting.

Moreover, he would be knowledgeable about combat to the point where he would take the practical classes.

However, seeing the change in his expression while discussing death, it seemed clear that he had related experience.

Naturally, it reminded me of the north.

“Anyway, this practical class will train you for ‘real combat’. If you follow along properly, you will become a much better wizard than you are today… That’s it.”

Students stood up in the audience.

Seeing them holding on to their shaking legs and helping each other get up, it seemed like their friendship had become stronger.

[Class progress completed]

[Reward: 500P]

[Current points held: 27,000P]

‘Good.’

Before I knew it, the points I had accumulated just through classes were 1500P.

In the original, there were small rewards for taking classes, but fortunately, that system seemed to still be the same.

‘Escape is not possible. Actually, it’s natural, but….’

The lecture given by Erne has suddenly turned into a stable source of points.

Even though the amount of compensation itself seemed small, there was no problem since the class was not only taught once.

There was one more reason to work hard at work.

Of course, even if there were no points, Ern intended to work diligently.

This was because I had no intention of becoming the protagonist of an unprecedented incident in which a professor escapes class.

“Professor?”

At that time, Lia approached and called Ern.

“Yes. Why?”

“…Didn’t you tell me to stay earlier?”

“…Oh, that’s right.”

While she was teaching class, she completely forgot.

‘Oh, right????’

I should have just gone out with my friends!

Lia regretted it later.

“Lia, actually, I was acting back then.”

“Ah… Yes…”

Lia thought that Ern was telling a very new truth.

“…Don’t make that kind of face and just listen to the end. Anyway, since something like that happened, you can be mistaken.”

“…Right!?”

Leah’s eyes began to sparkle and she nodded her head furiously.

“I’ll do it without any penalty points.”

“Thank you!”

“And this is a separate story, but are you interested in being an assistant?”

“Uh…”

Lia hesitated.

She was actually thinking that she should get a job as an assistant. But her opponent was Ern.

A professor who pretends to be bad at magic, fulfills sloppy adventurer requests, and drives students crazy.

Something… It was difficult for her to readily accept it.

“I’ll pay you higher than the minimum wage set by the academy.”

“Thank you!!!”

It was very easy to accept.

***

“Professor, is this a warehouse?”

“Yes. Come in.”

Ern accompanied Lia to the textbook warehouse.

“Professor. Welcome.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

The warehouse keeper was keeping his position. As always.

Lia put the box on his desk.

“Are you returning the protection device for sparring with low-level magic?”

The warehouse manager spoke without even looking at the supply manager. I knew by heart who had borrowed what.

“Yes. But is it correct to return broken devices here as well?”

“Yes, that’s right. You can separate the defective products and give them to us.”

“I see. Here it is.”

The warehouse manager opened the lid and counted the number of bracelets.

“It looks like nothing’s broken today?”

“No. The broken thing is here.”

“…Yes?”

“Everything is broken.”

“……”

The hands of the warehouse manager who was checking the items stopped. Then he looked at Ern with a puzzled expression.

“This is my first time…”

“That’s what happened while I was taking class.”

“Um… I understand.”

“Oh, and this student is my assistant, Lia. You can come pick up the teaching materials for future classes.”

The professor had to personally introduce it in this way to avoid any troublesome verification process later.

If Lia came alone, she might be suspected of impersonating an assistant, which could cause problems with her equipment rental.

“Hello.”

“I see. I’ll remember it.”

The warehouse manager stared at Lia’s face. There was also caution mixed in that gaze.

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“….”

Leah felt a chill run down her spine.

The warehouse manager, who was looking at the protective device with his gaze, spoke again.

“…Nothing is missing. The return process has been completed.”

“Thank you. And could you please give me a copy of the equipment management ledger?”

“Yes.”

After receiving her paper, Ern quickly filled in the blanks.

“It’s done.”

『Ern/1st year combat practice/protective device for low level magic sparring/1 day』

“…Again…?”

“Yes.”

“….”

The role of a warehouse manager is only to manage the arrival and departure of goods.

Additional purchase processing or budget issues were not tasks in the first place.

But for some reason, he felt that he did not want to hand over her items to Erne.

“…I understand.”

But work was work.

The warehouse manager tried to ignore his uneasy premonition and headed into the warehouse to find a new box.

***

“Hey Class C.”

“Welcome to class B.”

A strange scene was unfolding in the dormitory.

Even though the semester had only just begun, a strange bond began to form among the students.

“You came back alive.”

“Ah. Of course.”

“Damn I believed it!”

When classes A, B, and C, who took the combat training class, were socializing with each other, the other classes were still unable to get out of the swamp of worry.

Class E went through all five stages of acceptance.

Level 1 denial.

-There’s no way you could teach a class like that, right?

Level 2 anger.

-Nonsense! How could the professor do that!

3Rd stage negotiation.

-Wouldn’t something be possible if I answered the questions well and showed a good attitude?

Level 4 depression.

-We are ruined….

5 Levels of acceptance.

-Okay…. It’s fate.

On the other hand, Class D was still in stage 1.

1 This was because the princess, Arestia Elundis, belonged to it.

“King… Arestia is in our class, so would you really do that?”

“Oh, I guess not!”

But that expectation was cruelly shattered.

-Pabababak!

Ern thought as she fired her magic at Arestia.

‘… Why is he smiling???

The princess raised the corners of her mouth slightly as she was being attacked by Ern. As if he was enjoying it.

‘Oh my… Was it your taste… ?’

Ern broke into a cold sweat.