Please stop persecuting your students!

"Isn't the goal at this stage to just find that Yan Emperor? We can talk about other things later~ Didn't the teacher come here to teach just to prevent this problem? Just keep calm~"

“It’s hard to say whether it’s effective or not.”

Saki didn't respond, but sighed again.

When he was at Tianshen Elementary School, the idea he taught his students was to "look at things from the perspective of the guest", and to avoid letting his own views as an adult influence the immature values ​​of some of the children in the school.

There will definitely be some impact, and he can only control it as much as possible.

However, when he arrived at the Non-commissioned Officers Academy, he still wanted to guide these medieval students. Unfortunately, the youngest here was Lysithea, who was fifteen years old, and the other students were generally around seventeen years old, with many being eighteen or nineteen. There was also one who was older than him, whose worldviews were generally formed, and who was even more far-sighted and mature than him on some issues. It was probably impossible to influence him even if he intended.

For example, Edelgard, after communicating for a while at the tea party and understanding this point, he decisively turned around and left without any delay.

I can only have contact with him for six days at most in a month, which is too little time...

It was a rare break, but within two days a lot of troubles arose again. Saki's mood suddenly became not so good. He stared at Nia who was still trying to rub his head, and kept staring at her until the little girl froze and slowly withdrew her hand, like a canine that had done something wrong, shrinking her neck and hanging her head, secretly looking up and paying attention to Saki's expression.

"What's up... what did I say wrong again..."

Even her tone became very unconfident. It was okay with others, but when facing Saki, Nia found it difficult to be tough - this was exactly the opposite of Guang, she would only be particularly tough when facing Lex.

Although Nia's situation will completely reverse in the second half of the night, we won't talk about this topic for now.

After pinching Nia's cheek, Saki's serious expression disappeared and he said jokingly with a smile:

"But relying on 'feeling' alone is not enough, and Nia doesn't seem to be able to analyze... Could it be that she is jealous?"

“Huh?!!! Who would——”

The cat girl who had just done something wrong and the pet whose tail had been stepped on, who was also like a spoiled child, stood up the moment Saki finished speaking, and the beige hat that barely covered her ears flew up high...

Then, under Saki's unchanged gentle gaze, she calmed down at a speed slightly slower than when she got angry, and quickly caught the hat that fell from the sky and put it on her head, pulling the brim as hard as she could as if she wanted to use it as a sun hat, and tucked her too long silver hair under her arms, trying her best to cover her cheeks that were faintly flushed, making faint sounds.

"Um..."

Admit it!

The test results came out, the blood was full of tenderness, without any trace of pride... but this was natural. Even Klaus had spoken highly of the connection between them, no less than Rex who had retuned the Holy Grail and finally awakened it fully. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible to shield it, and no matter what happened, it was impossible to hide it from the other party. Lying with one mouth and one heart would only bring about Saki's joke, so it was better to admit it honestly.

Although...

"Is this extremely cute creature really my Nia? Let me take a look!"

Nia＞△＜: "emmmmmmm~!"

It's hard to say which is better, being hugged and scolded by Saki or being laughed at by him.

After finishing the game, Saki didn't let go of the little cat. He held the little cat in his arms, resting his chin on the little girl's head. He rolled his eyes and came up with another idea:

"Let's hold a small tea party when we get back to school."

Nia(=′?`=): “Hmm…”

"Call everyone together~"

"Uh-huh?!!!!"

"Hahahahahahaha~"

"...Teacher, if you are in a bad mood, please don't tease me!"

......

Nia's blade suit and apron are too astringent (/ω＼)

(Artist: Rokkaku Kawakami, if you don’t know him, go to Panda and search_(:3」∠)_)

Volume 728 Is Your School Really Serious?! : Chapter Chapter An Ordinary Career Assessment

On the same day, a little later in the afternoon, a somewhat special "ceremony" was being held in a corner of the monastery - in the training ground...

"——————"

Low, ominous syllables continued to sound from the girl's mouth. Unlike the conventional impression of a magic circle with countless geometric shapes stacked on top of each other, it was a pattern dominated by circles, with characters similar to Greek letters nested like a talent tree, extending from the soles of the girl's feet, emitting a dense purple light. For her peers - even the professors in the monastery and active magicians, it was enough to be called a huge amount of magic power lingering in the venue. Finally, under the guidance of the white-haired girl, all of it gathered above the target in the center of the venue, condensing into a bright moon with a faint purple glow.

"coming soon."

At the edge of the venue, Professor Hannemann, known as the Doctor of Heraldry, stroked his perfectly maintained mustache. The Golden Deer students, led by Byleth and Claude, subconsciously held their breath.

Next is the key!

A gleam of brilliance flashed across the pink eyes of the girl in the field. She swung her arms downwards, causing the bright moon in the sky to tremble violently. Then, the purple-black moonlight exploded indiscriminately in all directions! A layer of golden light shield quietly emerged around the target below, but this thin layer of light shield did not have the slightest effect of blocking the purple-black moonlight. In the blink of an eye, the wooden target was completely eroded by the deep magic power, leaving a shallow pit in its original place, and the golden light shield that remained in the air without any damage.

"this--"

The air in the field seemed to stagnate for a moment, and then, led by the Golden Deer class, a group of students with physiques far superior to ordinary people burst into cheers like a tsunami!

“Uoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!”

It worked!

Lysitia von Cordelia, this girl made history! At only fifteen years old, she had mastered an intermediate dark magic skillfully within just one month of entering school, defeated the intermediate test target, and successfully passed the assessment of the "intermediate profession"! She became a glorious "dark magician"!

——Professional assessment!

As a magical medieval continent, the common "profession" element in Western fantasy themes naturally exists. There are four major frameworks: no profession, primary profession, intermediate profession, and advanced profession. When broken down, the number of major professions exceeds thirty!

Normally, students at non-commissioned officer schools are 'unprofessional' when they first enter school. If one has to make a distinction, there are only two: 'nobles' and 'commoners'. At this time, the students are like the first generation of Pokémon, with no physical or special abilities, no inclinations, and they use whatever swords, guns, sticks, fists, etc. It's not a very interesting stage.

Generally speaking, after one or two months of schooling, students can take the primary professional assessment. At this time, they begin to specialize in weapons, such as swords, spears, bows, axes, fists, and magic, and have already achieved a certain level of accomplishment in their specialized weapons.

Later, about half a year after entering school, some outstanding students will begin to take intermediate professional assessments, further improve their proficiency in weapons, and include secondary jobs in the assessments. The future development path will be established at this stage. Magic is completely divided into black, dark, and white magic, and physical professions are also divided into fist fighters, knights, and heavy warriors. Command ability will also be included in the assessment, but it is an additional score.

Most of the regular soldiers of the three kingdoms and the church in the continent of Fodlan belong to this type - commonly known as miscellaneous soldiers, who have the ability to fight against monsters in groups.

Of course, there are many bandits who are not even as good as these "miscellaneous soldiers" and are not even worth being cut like grass, so they are not worth mentioning.

And now, this fifteen-year-old girl named Lysitia has the combat level of the regular army on the continent of Fódlan, and the magic that is relatively difficult to master, and most importantly -

What she just used was the intermediate black magic called 'Moonlight Λ', and before that, she had also skillfully used the intermediate white magic called 'Angel'!

White and dark dual cultivation!

"Success! Lysitia succeeded!!!"

"Congratulations, Angel of Eating! It's worth it that you come to the cafeteria every night for a midnight snack~"

"As expected of the Cordelia family's genius girl! She really lives up to her reputation!"

"As expected of a coat of arms holder! And a true genius who surpasses ordinary coat of arms holders!"

"You have such proficiency in both white magic and dark magic. What a talent! You are worthy of the title of emblem holder!"

The cheers spread through the crowd like a virus. No matter they were acquaintances or passers-by who had only heard of the name of the youngest student in the NCO Academy, they all gave their most sincere blessings to the young girl who was receiving the certificate and the 'dark magician uniform' from Professor Hannemann.

The girl had a look of joy at first, but as the blessings and congratulations came in, her expression quickly changed.

At first she was slightly delighted, then she blushed at the revelation of her scandal, and then, as the blessings were gradually replaced by a unanimous voice, the joy on the girl's face quickly disappeared, but she did not show much unhappiness - the girl forced herself to control her emotions, trying her best not to let her true feelings show, and after slightly bowing to express her gratitude, she tightly clutched her new warlock uniform and certification, and quickly left the training ground.

"As expected of a genius girl, judging by her demeanor, she didn't even show her joy when she passed the test."

"I'm afraid she expected it to pass!"

"Given her talent, I think she will have a chance to pass the advanced job assessment before the Griffin War, right? Tsk tsk, Black Griffin and Blue Griffin are going to have a hard time this year~"

The girl, who was the protagonist, walked away quickly, but the onlookers did not stop talking about it.

No one thought there was anything wrong, and they were certainly not being sarcastic; these were genuine thoughts and compliments from the heart... Even the students at the Golden Deer class, who had more contact with Lysitia, didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

In the heated atmosphere, the other students who applied for the assessment took the stage one by one to receive certification for the lower-level professions. The atmosphere was as heated as before, and even more powerful "Emblem Holders" like Dimitri could shoot through mountains and crack rocks with a whip, pushing the atmosphere to a new peak.

But no one noticed that Archbishop Rhea and the protagonist of Thetis, who were originally on the high platform, left. No one noticed that the instructor and the head of the Golden Deer class looked at each other and vaguely realized something. No one noticed that the princess of the Black Eagle stared at Lysitia's leaving back, and a touch of sympathy and pity flashed in her eyes.

And deeply suppressed anger and disdain.

"How dare a common man criticize a galloping horse? This is the world, this is Fordola... Humph!"

Dimitri took the certificate and glanced at Edelgard. Seeing that she was looking away, a hint of disappointment flashed across the green eyes of the blond nobleman.

"Al..."

Take a look at him anyway...

Volume 729 Is Your School Really Serious?! : Chapter Chapter Has her hard work never been noticed?

This is how the world is. I don't know whether to say it's innocent or the concept of emblems is deeply rooted.

As long as you have the emblem, you must be a genius, a genius that surpasses all ordinary people who do not have the emblem. This is superstition as if it is common sense in this world.

How do hereditary nobles choose the next heir? It's very simple. They choose the one who has awakened the emblem from among their children. The intrigues of the wealthy families in normal stories are meaningless in front of the "Emblem". The one who awakens the emblem is the absolute winner. Even if the heir of the emblem appears in the side line, he will be specially passed to the direct line to become the next head of the family.

Even though, at best, the coat of arms can only give a person the power to defeat a thousand enemies alone, and that has to be paired with a corresponding heroic legacy, and it does not help with brains, political acumen, or strategy, people still have such trust in it.

The Ligang family is a big family with a lot of wealth. Could it be that they couldn't find a suitable heir simply from the perspective of ability? This is not the case. Most of the heirs who are qualified to take this position think that they don't have the power of the emblem, and they don't have the ability and are unworthy of this position. As a result, Claude, an outsider, just showed a little bit of skill and successfully took over everything of the Ligang family.

As this kind of blind faith evolved further, it naturally led to the scene we just saw.

An alternative 'taken for granted'.

The NCO academy was originally a concentration camp for geniuses, but even so, only a few could pass the higher-level professional assessment upon graduation, and only about half of them could pass the intermediate professional assessment... This was a very scary statistic, a group of young people in their twenties and thirties, half of them could have the combat effectiveness of a regular army after a year of teaching, and a few of them could be directly thrown out as generals or "kings of soldiers" without much problem. Normal people would have to go through at least five to ten years of training to reach the level of a "regular army".

At the age of fifteen, Lysitia passed the examination, which would take normal students at least half a year, in just one month after entering school. She also passed both science and literature perfectly. All of this was overshadowed by the words "As expected of a coat of arms holder" and "As expected of a genius girl".

[Because she is a genius, it is not surprising that she can do things that others cannot do]

[Her magic power is a bit scary, but she is a genius after all]

"What are those people——"

Lysitia walked to the dormitory building and kicked the granite angrily. With a slight cry, tears quickly filled her eyes.

This wave is like a glass cannon hitting stone.

It was painful, but this level of pain was completely unable to calm the anger in the girl's heart.

What is that? What is that?

'Oh, because she's a genius' So you already expected that I would pass?

Because she is the holder of the emblem... So the six magics she currently possesses are all granted by the emblem, and have nothing to do with her, right? Just a few words can overshadow all her efforts, right? I have no idea how she has survived these two months!

——Yes, two months.

Six days of living on campus, eighteen days in the Netherworld, twenty-one days of commuting to school, eight days of weekends off, this was what happened to her in a month that was ordinary to the people of Fódlan. If you round it off, she had been busy for two full months.

For two months, she did not dare to stay for a moment. She got up at eight o'clock every day, put on her makeup, and went to Tianshen Primary School at nine o'clock, running between classes and the library. She returned at 10:30 am in Fodola time, and still ran between classes and the library.

White magic, dark magic, command, continental structure, spiritual power, development of magic swords, at least two completely different systems of magic from another world... After returning to the dormitory, she basically didn't go to bed until five in the morning of the next day. Fortunately, the power of the blade can effectively relieve her physical and mental fatigue, and she has not shown any intention of slacking off until now.

She was racing against the god of death, a race against the god of death who was called the 'Emblem Bearer' in their mouths. The magic power in her body had been growing without stopping for two months. In just two months, the amount of magic power she had gained was roughly equal to that of Saki when she first stepped into Fordlan, which was equivalent to more than three thousand and nearly four thousand units of spiritual power.

Even if left alone, her magic power would continue to grow. Through calculations in the simulated space, it would only take five years for her total magic power to exceed one million, and over 40 million in ten years, forming the remains of a human-shaped bomb that could explode at any time - or might have already exploded.

The only thing she could do was to build a career during this time, to buy a glimmer of hope for her family and parents, and finally to find a place to end her life peacefully before the deadline.

And yet all this!

Everything she did was overshadowed by the word "talent"! Everyone took it for granted that "I can be as strong as you if you give me her body" and "I can do it too if you give me her body".

anger!

The girl had no other emotions in her heart except anger...but she could only endure it, because this was Garreg Mach, the center of Fordlan, and any careless action could easily cause a chain reaction beyond imagination. If she killed those guys who spoke wildly for the sake of momentary pleasure, it would only lead to the complete destruction of her and the Cordelia family, which would go against her desire to revitalize the family.

All we can do is endure.

As for how long I have to endure... maybe it will be enough until the moment before death?

Even though she felt extremely disgusted, she needed the power of the emblem right now, and only those who possessed the emblem could naturally rise in their careers. Even though she felt disgusted, she was indeed a beneficiary, so it was naturally impossible for her to take the initiative to openly oppose and question the mainstream of this world.

I'm afraid that only after I find a grave for myself can I curse all this at the top of my lungs in some deserted corner, vent the grievances and unwillingness that have been pent up for years, and then commit suicide cleanly.

Lysitia laughed at herself and pushed open the door of the Golden Deer class dormitory.

slap~

clap~

A sound that was enough to scare the American veterans of the Vietnam War and the Iraq War into ptsd exploded the moment the girl pushed the door open, and Easter eggs and some small reflective colored pieces fell from the sky and sprinkled on Lysitia.

Inside the room, a round table with a completely different style was brought in from nowhere. Desserts and stews in the style of Fordland, stir-fried dishes and big white steamed buns in the style of Sichuan were clearly placed on the table. Saki, Mel, and Nia stood on both sides holding fireworks. Saki rolled up his spiritual power, and a stone slab cut into an arc by some high-temperature ray floated out, with a string of words burned on it -

[★Congratulations to Lysitia for passing the intermediate professional assessment★] (Fódlan)