Unsold Slaves Returned as Heroes - Unsold Slaves Returned as Heroes chapter 20

20. Slaves (graduate students) dream of becoming professors

“Wow, that’s so cool. A professor who says Instead of !”

As soon as Saw me, he dropped the books he was holding and started talking crazy.

“You are expressing your will to go your own way, different from other chair professors who are famous for being jerks! You are amazing…. It makes me respect you.”

Sersi spoke to me with exhausted eyes. Even as I got closer to her tidying up her desk, her gaze was a little higher than mine. It was a great ornament.

“Professor Wicker Pediae Chair… Are you? I got a call saying that I was reappointed three hours ago, so I’m out of my mind. I’ll empty it soon. Hit.”

“Is it a half-orc?”

“Quarter. My grandmother was in the Knights of the Holy Kingdom, but her unit was defeated and she was kidnapped. You tried to cast ‘Quit, kill me.’ But it failed.”

“It sounds like a common story.”

“Oh, it wasn’t a common ending, was it? My grandfather, who fell in love, set my grandmother free and we ran away together. After that, they overcame the ordeal of racial discrimination and showed pure affection.”

“On the other hand, I’m just an ordinary teaching assistant everywhere. It’s a part that can be replaced any time you get out of line!”

Sersi let out a coughing laugh.

“I didn’t know that the chair professor who I served for five years would suddenly go to high blood pressure. He should have stopped eating donuts! After that, she didn’t even know if she would have to keep the dorm in ruins for five years.”

“Thanks to that, I couldn’t do research or publish a thesis. Still, I thought that if I endured this much, I would get an associate professorship, right? All I got back was an eviction order with no candy. Are you okay. The world is overflowing with affection, so I’m full!”

She was a woman who left her mind like a typical graduate student assistant. She feels dizzy even to me.

I looked through Sersi’s luggage. She saw a pile of papers and materials piled up.

It wasn’t just one or two copies. There were all sorts of subjects, all sorts of research. It seemed like she belonged to the government of the land, which mainly dealt with the utilization of arts.

‘A study on dungeon maze rules, a study on the finalization of random enchantment combinations, and a study on characteristics according to the ratio of mixed blood between races.’

This is kind of funny. Unless it’s a professional analysis, it’s a level that doesn’t even exist on the wiki.

“Where did the greeting come from?”

“I heard you do it yourself. Since the new chair professor is coming, he told me to get out of the room first. Well, anywhere is better than an academy, right? Is there a professorship under the demon king in hell?”

“Why do you give up after doing so much? Could I offer you a professorship?”

At my words, Sersi laughed.

“Another 10 years from the beginning? Aha, the professor may be a nice person, but there are so many things I have suffered from chair professors. They’re all b*tches. Even the president raised both hands and feet.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Hope wears you out.”

“I don’t know 10 years, but can I do it for an hour?”

“Yes?”

I passed the pointer to Sersi.

“I need information about the entrance exam that will be held the day after tomorrow. Please lecture me from now on.”

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“… Oh.”

Sersi let out an exhausted laugh.

***

“There are a total of 3 entrance exams for freshmen in the general department. After the final interview, you will select a dormitory. Of course, the final interview is the most important to bring in the desired student.”

Sersi continued the explanation by writing on the whiteboard. It contains practical know-how from other chair professors, which is quite helpful.

“There are usually about 100 successful applicants in the third round. The problem is the rule that everyone chooses the dormitory at the same time.”

“The general department has 20 students per dormitory. Even if you pass the 3rd round, you are saying that 20% is lost.”

“If there are more than 20 applicants, the choice goes to the chair professor. So, in the final individual interview, each chair professor gives a word to the student. You apply, you won’t be selected anyway, so let’s try.”

“It is not even a stick of love. If water, fire, or wind don’t get any word, you either go to the earthly coffin or give up and go home.”

“Right. From the year before last, rumors spread that more people go home. So now, the 2nd and 3rd graders of the Land Hall are understaffed. A lot of my friends quit along the way.”

There is only one third grader left, and I don’t even know where he is. Sersi added.

“In fact, there is no major and no professor in charge to manage it, so it is neglected. The graduation exam must be the lowest grade.”

“It would be fortunate if we could pass even that. If you don’t, you’ve wasted three years of your life. Ah, but it’s better than me who threw away 10 years!”

“I heard that the graduation exam is overseen by a goddess, is that correct?”

“Yes. There are five test levels, from Medias, the lowest level, to Opticulum, the highest level. At the time of graduation, each student has a different test that can be taken according to their level.”

“It will be judged fairly.”

“As long as this world exists.”

It was true that the world exists by the power of the goddess.

“How about general students, and recommended students?”

“About three people per dormitory per rider? As you may know, the general department does not pay tuition at all. That’s why I receive an unimaginable amount of tuition from the backs of recommended students.”

This is the so-called donation admission. The academy is a small chessboard on which the political power games of every country on the continent are intertwined.

As a sacrosanct neutral zone, it is an easy place to show off your political power. The more donations you make, the more material you can recruit the strongest weapon called a warrior into your own country.

For that reason, as all the heirs of each country gather, it has gradually become a venue for exchanges that no one can miss.

“That’s the turn of the second princess of the Empire this year.”

“Oops. Really?! In that empire… If you make a mistake, blood will blow.”

I understood the situation, whether or not Serci had been working as a teaching assistant for Huturu.

“I have to pass all the jockeys who entered this year, including the second princess, to the Opticulum.”

“Yeah?!”

Sersi opened her mouth. She had a very stupid looking face.

“I am an opticulum passer who usually only shows three or four people in the coffin of fire or water with good grades… ? She’s the coffin of the earth here? Professor, do you know our dorm nickname?”

“The grave of the academy.”

“Not an honorable name. Hee hee.”

“Then it’s question time. What’s the easiest way for all the riders to graduate from that academy’s graveyard with top marks?”

At my question, Sersi rolled her eyes and fell into deep thought.

“Um… Best faculty? Should we brainwash the students?”

“I’ll give you one chance to answer. Why would I ask about the entrance exam?”

“Entrance exam….”

As Sersi put air in her cheeks and rolled them around, she let out a bang as if realizing it.

“I only need to select students who will get the highest score from the beginning!”

“That is correct.”

I opened the wiki and went through a list of previously curated and favorited items.

A total of sixteen. All of them are items of individuals, and they are applicants waiting outside right now.

I pick up her thesis again and look through it.

As expected, it’s pretty good to lightly contrast with my knowledge or the wiki.

There are many wrong things in the ‘common sense’ of this world. There is no internet and traffic is slow, making it difficult for collective intelligence to unite, so information is fragmented.

Nevertheless, the accuracy of Sersi’s thesis was very high. It was the result of meticulous research and clear thinking. And just now she demonstrated that power of thought before her eyes. She

She was worthy, she judged.

“Sersi, as a prize for correct answers, I will give you the right to choose one.”

“Right, yo?”

“There are good jobs. Are you willing to work to the bone for a slave trader?”

After hearing my words, Sersi hesitated for a moment.

“Uh… Does that slave trader refer to the professor? Then I want to ask you! I’m sure you won’t do anything illegal, and anything will be better than now, so anything as long as you give me a job… !”

“Good.”

Now I have the power.

My actual job is a full professor, but thanks to the contract with the president, I can exercise the authority of chair professor at any time within the academy.

No matter how you abuse it, I don’t mind.

I took out my stamp and stamped it vigorously on Sersi’s research paper.

“I will pass the examination of this dissertation, grant her a doctorate degree, and appoint you as my associate professor as of the present time. Please provide me with advanced information at all times and organize and proceed with the curriculum of the 2nd year dormitory lectures.”

“…… Yes? What are you saying….”

“Look at the name tag.”

Sersi slowly raised her head.

The front letter of her name tag was being overwritten with a glittering glow.

“… Ah.”

Sersi trembled and fell to the floor with a thump.

“Go, thank you. Oops professor… master….”

“Don’t call me by that title. If you call me one more time, I will take it away again, so you know.”

“Huh! Sorry, sorry….”

I shook my head at Sersi, who was still on her face and gasping for breath, pathetically looking at her.

“Don’t get on board and come up with a plan.”

“Yeah. What is your plan?”

I got to the point.

“The plan to bring the freshmen I want to the coffin of the earth.”