Unsold Slaves Returned as Heroes - Unsold Slaves Returned as Heroes chapter 37

37. Let’s start the lecture

“Luca, what are you talking about stealing the name tag?”

Tia was a little taken aback by Luca’s words.

For example, what if you could have great power or authority, manipulate the world as you please, and have at least four priestly offices as you like?

I wondered if Luca’s story was like that.

I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t imagined that.

However, there were some facts that I learned while touring the continent for a long time.

“Nothing lasts forever in the jobs people give to people.”

“Don’t you have a permanent job?”

“Actually, I was chasing the knight commander of the Imperial Capital who took you guys for a while. I was curious about your whereabouts.”

Luca, Tia, and Yuri were the most important characters in the original work, so they couldn’t be found on Wiki. I had no choice but to run on my own to find it.

“Yeah… That’s right.”

Tia bit her lower lip. I remembered that time as I put a pin in Tia’s hair.

“However, that knight commander disappeared without a trace right after that along with his family. It looks like you hate the emperor.”

“Yes.”

“The same goes for other countries. If the Supreme Court Justice, Admiral, Cardinal, or President of the Merchant Association gets out of line or gets assassinated, that’s it.”

“Does that mean that there is nothing permanent in the 4 man-made priesthoods?”

“Even the 5 priests. When the Kingdom of Thailand collapsed, the Changed to the 5-skull . He was a brilliant guy with a history behind a pseudo-religion. But the job given by the goddess is a little different.”

To some extent, trusting the president’s words that the academy is evaluated only by ability was based on my experience.

“Become a strong swordsman and become a , Or prove your educational ability and become a . This nameplate will last a lifetime. I concluded that her goddess was playing by her own rules in her own way.”

“Rules….”

“And merchants are, above all else, a family driven by trust. Since the contract has already been signed, I intend to do my best in the role I am assigned. Because you guys are there now.”

Now I am not an adventurer, nor a merchant, nor a baron, but Professor Piadia.

I am clearly aware of that.

“Let me help you. Of course I’m opti… You will pass it.”

Luca nodded vigorously, apparently understanding what I was saying.

“Leave it to me too!”

“Yes. If all three of you help me, I will be strong.”

Luca smiled softly at me. I was able to show my emotions better than before, so it suited me very well.

Since they are children with certain skills, they are sure to have a good influence in the coffin of the earth. My shoulders were strong.

“Now, which one do you like?”

I put all the colorful hairpins and decorations on Tia’s hair. Tia, who was looking at her in the mirror, pursed her lips tightly and raised the corners of her mouth.

“I want to buy everything!”

“All? Aren’t there too many?”

“The professor did it himself. I don’t want to miss anything.”

Tia got up from her seat and spun around. Her shiny blonde hair gleamed.

Um… I think it’s an academy debut that’s a bit excessive, but since you’re satisfied with it, it’ll be okay.

“Yes. It’s pretty.”

“Hey, right? You should have come to the academy long ago.”

Luca was watching Tia and she asked.

“But why do you use honorifics for professors?”

“Everything, of course! Do you think it’s strange that Luca still speaks rudely?”

“It’s okay. Do what’s convenient for you. Where is the glass….”

Suddenly, Yuri’s uniform was losing its original form due to the addition of oriental decorations to it by Xuehua’s witchcraft. I was sweating a little trying to stop the two people running out of control.

***

“Did the swordsman say he would apply for an instructor position?”

“Yes.”

When the president met swordsman Aisha and heard that, her mind became complicated.

A wedge left over from the empire, or a sentinel?

For the time being, the Continent will be busy fighting for the territory of the Holy Kingdom, but why is it that the swordsman, who is in the general position, is left at the academy?

What is the emperor’s intention?

“Why did you apply?”

“I’m tired of the emperor… No, a natural encounter… Neither. I came here to fulfill my long-cherished wish because I had a vacation.”

“Mmm.”

As the president judged, Sword Saint Aisha was not a very loyal person to the emperor.

‘Even though he was a direct subordinate of the emperor, he did not always participate in important wars for the empire. He’s a lofty man who doesn’t move unless he has a cause.’

That’s why when fighting the demon king’s army, he stood at the forefront of the alliance and led the expedition.

Even now, he is sending his gaze as if he is looking at something beyond the president.

Isn’t it the swordsman’s intention to find a new path to defeat at the academy?

‘Ah, I use a good wallpaper.’

Actually, Aisha was thinking that while looking over the president’s head.

“Good. If the swordsman, not someone else, helps me with my studies, of course it’s welcome. However, there is a condition that the Academy’s internal affairs information must not be handed over to other countries. I need to use the Gears Scroll, is that okay?”

“Does that mean I shouldn’t have contact with imperial spies?”

“Yes.”

“Please let me sign it right away.”

Isn’t that the best excuse not to listen to the Emperor’s nagging? It’s honey. Aisha immediately pulled out her feather pen.

“Oh, and speaking of the three recommendations the Sword Saint brought.”

“You mean Lucas-sama, Testia-sama, and Yuri-sama.”

“I was contacted in advance, so there was no problem with the procedure. However, a strange result came out that the coffin was assigned to the rural land. Are they also them?”

‘What are you talking about? This is why old people reading newspapers are annoying.’

Aisha didn’t understand the president’s words at all, closing her eyes and sticking to her silence. Seeing Aisha’s attitude, the president raised her eyebrows.

“I see. I understand the goddess’s recommendation. hahahaha! It looks like you’re thinking of giving the academy some strength. As expected, all three of you would be suitable for the coffin of the earth.”

“The coffin on the ground was where the professor, a slave trader, was.”

“Yes. After all, he is the man who is the teacher of those warriors.”

“Yes?”

The teacher of warriors. For a moment, Aisha took it for granted that it was nonsense again.

As the identities of the heroes were kept secret, opportunists who took advantage of them sprung up.

There were a number of people who boasted that he was the teacher of the warriors, or that he was a parent or brother, and even pretended to be himself.

Later on, the number increased to such a level that there were no believers except those who were simple on the frontier.

Since there were so many that it was impossible to respond to them individually, the Empire was virtually neglecting such rumors.

It seemed that the courts were catching and punishing impersonators one by one, saying it was blasphemy.

‘Wait a minute. The kids seemed to know each other, and if the president is officially recognized, is it true that the slave trader professor is real?

Only then did Aisha begin to put the scattered pieces of the puzzle together in her head.

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‘How come Lucas didn’t show his face to me once at this crappy academy?’

No, but it’s a bit unfair. Lucas’ teacher is not him, but me?

You taught me how to use sword skills, how to control auras, and so on.

… Although I quickly caught up with my skills.

‘I’m blown away when I boast, but the slave trader professor seems to be fine.’

A secret about a hero who may shake the game across the continent.

A situation where even those who know it and those who don’t know it, and the relationships around them are complicatedly entangled.

There is only one Aisha on the continent who can grasp all of that.

‘What does it matter? More than that, it’s a harem, a harem!’

Ayesha shrugged off the situation and signed her instructor’s contract handed over by her dean.

***

Two days later.

Walking through the polished marble corridor. The sound of heels hitting each other echoes in all directions.

Open the door decorated with ivory and enter. It is a large lecture hall composed of a semi-circular, stepped structure. The inside was already full of students waiting for the first lecture.

There are also faces from the coffins of the earth that look forward to me, and students from other coffins that show hostility or contempt.

Walk to the lecture table. I activated it by lightly pouring mana on the huge white board.

[Overwhelming Lecture Lv.8 Activates]

[Persuasion Lv.8 Is activated]

[Brilliant Pronunciation Lv.7 Is activated]

“Nice to meet you, gentlemen. He’s the chair professor at Wicker Pedia who will be teaching dungeon studies in the future.”

It’s time to give a lecture to students, but you can’t cheat so that it doesn’t look good. I have prepared enough for the lecture.

I turned off the wiki.

“First of all, are there any students in this classroom who have experience clearing dungeons?”

Eight out of 52 students raised their hands at my question.

“Above the 3rd floor?”

Everybody put their hands down.

Currently, half of the students gathered in this classroom are twenty-four, all freshmen at the Earth Hall. The rest were a mix of freshmen, sophomores and juniors from other departments.

Apart from freshmen, sophomores and juniors seemed unmotivated, but they either failed to apply for popular courses or were just trying to pass the time.

The dungeon studies lecture, which had been abolished for five years before my arrival, seemed to have only taught theory, so he must have thought of the curriculum and planned to eat it raw.

In other words, it means that most of them are children of nobles who have grown up well, so they have lived a life without going to a rough place like a dungeon.

“It’s okay. I wasn’t expecting that.”

“Isn’t the professor also a dungeon ada anyway?”

Audible voices and laughter came from one side of the classroom. They were second-year students who had given up on their studies.

“I don’t think you had time to fight because you were buying and selling slaves.”

“Good point.”

I poured mana into the whiteboard.

‘Writing a Slave Imprint’

Activates a skill. In an instant, two intricate patterns were drawn on the whiteboard.

“As a slave trader, if I were to give you a tip, the one on the left is the common mark I often see. As you know, the one engraved with this means that it is someone’s slave, and the owner and the mana pass are connected through the engraving.”

“Uh….”

The 2nd year of the Water Hall was taken aback as if they hadn’t expected my calm reaction.

“If the slave has no owner, this imprint can be removed at the church through several procedures. But.”

My pointer stick pointed at the right inscription.

“Be careful with this. It’s called a permanent imprint. The moment it is engraved, you will not be able to escape from the master-servant relationship with the owner for life.”

I turned to the student.

“And as a slave trader, I can engrave both in an instant. Hmm. I think the right imprint will be quite effective in shutting you up for interrupting an important lecture, but what is your opinion?”

“… I will be careful.”

The water coffin student slowly lowered his head.

“Let others remember. It’s nice not to have to concentrate on the lecture. It doesn’t matter if you sleep. As long as it does not deprive other students of their opportunity to learn. Do you understand?”

The nervous answer came back.

“Then let’s continue. I’m a veteran when it comes to dungeon raids. It would be quicker to show it.”

I met eyes with Tia, who was sitting in the corner of the classroom. Tia smiled, then stuck her tongue out and smiled.

‘Slavery.’

Ti-aya, let’s borrow it for a while.

“Celestial projection.”

Five magic circles are drawn sequentially behind my back.

“Ohhhhh?!”

“Fifth tier magic?!”

“Oh my God!”

Borrow Tia’s skill to cast the 5th tier magic [Celestial Projection]. The eyes of the students widened and everyone began to focus on me.

Then, shall we begin the lecture in earnest?

***

“Tia, is Tia also on that engraved body?”

Yuri whispered a small question to Tia, who was sitting next to her. Tia curled her lips in, blushing her cheeks.

“I have.”

Luca answered, sticking her head out.

“Huh. Uh, that’s it…. Fortunately, I’m in a very invisible place. What about the two of you?”

“I don’t usually see either.”

“… I can see if I’m wrong.”

Tia swallowed her saliva.

“Where are you? Isn’t it dangerous?”

“Rain, secret….”

Tia couldn’t answer and jerked her head away.

“It’s a waste.”

The two agreed with Luca’s words.

“I will. There are also imprints that have a permanent effect.”

“Yes. That would have been better.”

“You’ll have to ask for a change later.”

The three of them, who had been chatting quietly, returned to focus on the lecture.