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“So why am I here? No, it’s only natural that I am here, but, no, but why?”
The number of bewildered people who couldn't get a grip on themselves increased to two.
Gwen.
The swordsmanship instructor for Class B and the current Chairman’s daughter.
She shot a subtle glare, wary.
“I’ve already heard that you've been having conflicts with the Chairman recently. If you're thinking of sneakily including in a situation like this to get a good score, I'd like to tell you that you're mistaken!”
“I have no such thought.”
If the Chairman were the type of person who moved in such a way, he would have been easier to handle.
But the Chairman, true to his nickna of ‘madman,’ was a person who, once he was hooked on education, was unpredictable.
“I heard from the students that you did a good job teaching.”
“H-hmph! It’s only natural for an instructor to do so! It’s the basics!”
The corner of Gwen’s mouth twitched.
“So there’s sothing I need you to do.”
Formulating a strategy was fine.
The problem was teaching the strategy.
There were 23 teams of students, and there wasn't enough ti to make each of these students learn and master their own strategy and tactics.
There was no choice but to have as many people as possible jump in and teach.
‘I might be able to get Rozalin’s help.’
I planned to send Bridget’s team and a few other elite students who didn’t need a major educational frawork to Rozalin.
Since she was said to have been a Great General, she would be able to give clear guidance in the field of strategy and tactics.
Let’s say I send about four teams here.
The remaining 19 teams had to be divided by 3.
Roughly 6-7 teams per person.
If I took a few more, and gave the other two 6 teams each, I could have them sufficiently proficient within a week.
While the explanation continued, Gwen’s expression still hadn't loosened.
She covered her body as if looking at a hideous criminal, backed away from , and looked up and down.
“Why ?”
“You're the Class B instructor.”
“You don’t like ! I did that thing a few days ago……”
“It seems you’ve been training my swordsmanship in the anti. Your body has improved.”
Did I say sothing wrong?
Gwen’s gaze beca even more nacing.
Well, it's not like I'm saying sothing wrong.
I shrugged once and continued.
“I don’t know what that defeat ant to you, Teacher. The one thing I can be sure of is that you've been working hard since then.”
The calluses on her hands had increased, and I could see that she was constantly conscious of the direction of her ankles and toes when she stepped.
These were all things in my basic manual.
Gwen turned her gaze away with a flushed face, without any particular rebuttal.
Is she embarrassed?
“……If the explanation is over, may I speak……?”
“W-what is it? Zombie?”
“I’m human.”
Qantaii had only stayed up for one night, but he was already half-dead.
His eyes were hollow and dead, and his skin was noticeably dry.
It was a wonder how a person like this had managed to live on the run.
No, maybe his body was so ruined because of his life on the run.
“Basically, a tanker for defense, a sub-dealer to support the tanker, a dealer for the core attack, and a supporter to handle other tasks. The deploynt is complete, but……”
“The problem was that we had to organize all of this with just swords.”
In practical tactics, the dealer and supporter roles would be taken by other classes.
Usually, a cleric in charge of healing would be the supporter or healer, and an archer or mage capable of long-range attacks would be the dealer.
But this was, in the end, a swordsmanship class.
It was necessary to make it possible for the students to do this with only a single sword.
“So, after a day of deliberation, this is the result.”
Qantaii handed a notebook to Gwen.
Gwen’s eyes widened as she calmly read the sentences written there.
“T-this, did you see the swordsn as objects, not people?”
Impressive?
Her ability to grasp the main content through a short reading was outstanding.
Even Qantaii, who had formulated the strategy, was quite surprised and pursed his lips.
“That’s right. It’s a good thod for young students to use.”
“Are you crazy? You want them to master this in a week, will the students even be able to do this?”
“That’s the problem.”
What a dealer needs is not just the attack power to deal a large amount of damage to the opponent at once.
When the tanker completely blocks the opponent's line of sight and their attacks, they must montarily move to the opponent’s blind spot and deliver an explosive attack.
Therefore, agility is as important as attack power for a dealer.
‘If you have all these elents, you have to practically give up on defense.’
That’s what the supporter personnel were for, to assist.
They used the dealer like a ‘sword,’ throwing or pulling them, thrusting or cutting.
A coordinator and diator who created the overall flow of movent.
“Do you know that this is a completely ssed up tactic if the strength is off? You didn’t co up with this in your right mind, did you?”
“Don’t ask . I don’t think I’m in my right mind, but that’s all because of that, ahem, senior.”
“Senior…… what, all of a sudden!”
Surprisingly, Gwen was quite compatible for working together on a project like this.
She was a person who had to be the main character, and although she had no ability, her ego was inflated, but well, she was a good person.
“Phew, then I’ll go get so air for a bit. We’ll continue our discussion when I get back.”
“S-senior. Just a mont of my ti…… th-that, do we have to stay up all night like this again today?”
“? Isn’t that obvious? That’s the only way we can take charge of the students and start teaching them from tomorrow.”
“No, but if we’re going to teach, we should rest a little and do it with a clear mind……”
“Instructor Qantaii.”
At my gaze, Qantaii hiccuped, ‘hic.’
“To each of us, it may be about 40 students, but to the students, we are their one and only instructor. So please prepare for the class thoroughly.”
Hmm.
I don't think this is the kind of story to use in a situation like this, but well, it was natural.
I left the two of them behind and went outside for so fresh air for a bit.
* * *
In the spot Cassian had left.
The two instructors sighed as soon as their eyes t.
“Instructor Gwen.”
“What.”
“Why didn’t you tell that Instructor Cassian was this crazy?”
“And you’re already sucking up to him, calling him senior senior?”
“Don’t misunderstand. He really is my senior. From the academy……”
“Didn't you say you killed your superior once? So why don't you kill your senior once too?”
“Don't make fun of my past. That man deserved to die.”
“It seems what Teacher Cassian is doing isn't enough to kill him.”
“That’s right. It’s just that I'm so tired I could die.”
Around the ti Cassian left to survey the high orc.
Gwen and Qantaii had taught the remaining students together, and in the anti, they had developed a pretty good rapport.
They got along well and knew how to respect each other’s work areas.
Qantaii, who was sowhat lacking in ability but had a lot of bluff, and yet was sincere, could entrust the overall education to Gwen.
Gwen, who was timid and lacked stamina, could entrust the theoretical parts to Qantaii and face the students, filling her self-esteem.
A single ecosystem disruptor nad Cassian had destroyed that symbiotic system.
“How much of this was touched by Instructor Cassian?”
“The entire frawork of the idea is Teacher Cassian’s.”
Qantaii closed his eyes as if reminiscing about that ti.
‘Let’s not think of them as an organic team, but as a single body.’
‘What do you an by that?’
‘Let’s see them not as people, but as parts. The tanker is the left hand holding the shield, the dealer is the right hand holding the sword. Like this. The supporter would be the muscles of the whole body.’
‘You don’t see people as people?’
‘A slightly larger-scale strategy would be more organic and operate in a partitioned manner. But the formation is limited. Let’s think of it as swordsmanship rather than strategy.’
It was a ridiculous idea.
Even the most basic hamr and anvil strategy had dozens of variables to consider, such as terrain, environnt, and the opponent’s reaction.
But to ignore all of that and formulate a strategy with only the students.
‘If I had to give it a na…… it would be a sword formation.’
The problem was that the strategy was too plausible.
And that madman had really designed it based on his theory, even with 23 teams' variant strategies.
“I knew he was a madman, but……”
“Ah, you said you were academy seniors? What kind of person was he?”
“He was an unbelievable person.”
Qantaii shook his head as if he didn't even want to talk about it.
“Akarind Academy probably produces a top graduate every year.”
“That’s right.”
“What is their level?”
“Their level, well, they're top, so they're excellent, right?”
The top graduate is not decided by the grades of a single year.
The top graduate is the person with the highest final graduation score after summing up the grades of all the years.
Therefore, to beco the top graduate, one’s grades in all subjects must be consistently excellent for a long ti.
A person who is excellent not only in actual ability but also in potential and growth.
“Senior Cassian received a perfect score in all the grade evaluations.”
“What?! Didn’t you say it was the Empire’s Royal Academy?”
“That’s right. Does that answer your question?”
The grade evaluation at the Empire’s Royal Academy was extrely strict.
And for good reason, because as the na Royal Academy suggests, the evaluation is directly supervised by the Empire’s royal family.
An imperial prince or princess who was removed from the line of succession served as the head of the academy, and they created the questions by compiling the history, culture, and customs of the entire imperial territory.
Because of that, the graduation scores of the top students were usually around 85 out of 100.
Even with that score, one could be appointed as an administrator in a decent duchy.
But 100 out of 100.
And that for 9 years straight at the 9-year Royal Academy.
“Why didn't the Empire scout him? At that level……”
“They did. And was it only the royal family? Almost all the noble families in the Empire coveted him. There was one family in particular that coveted him. He went missing on his way to be commissioned into that noble family.”
Qantaii swallowed the rest of his words.
According to the rumors he had heard when he was in the military, that family was still looking for Cassian.
If that family found out that Cassian was in a rural kingdom academy like this, they would surely send an army to bring him back.
Gwen, who had heard the explanation, subtly glanced at the door Cassian had left through.
‘……Really, an unbelievable person.’
Gwen couldn’t pinpoint her own feelings.
A person who suddenly appeared and started talking about theories out of the blue.
And yet, a person who accurately recognized her efforts.
The more she dug, the more enormous past and career ca out, but he didn't show it off and just silently imrsed himself in his role.
She couldn’t pinpoint exactly what emotion she was feeling as she looked at such a person.
“I’ve rested a bit. We have to work hard all day today, so you should get so air.”
Ti passed, and Cassian ca in again.
Perhaps because he had gotten so fresh air, his face seed a little refreshed.
“No. I want to finish quickly and go in.”
At Gwen’s words, Cassian said, ‘then,’ and checked the docunts.
“Let’s discuss the basic steps and format for the education.”
It seed like tonight would be a long one too.
* * *
The tactical doctrine created by the first-year instructors’ all-night labor quickly spread to the students.
Surprisingly, the students accepted the tactical manual well.
The teaching of Qantaii and Gwen, who had suffered from repetitive morization and learning all night, was decent, and the eye of Cassian, who supervised the overall education, was sharp.
“Y-you made this crazy doctrine in just two days?”
“That Qantaii person is quite useful.”
“This doesn't seem like his work, though. Sniff sniff! I sll the teacher. Organic and systematic!”
“Swordsmanship slls……?”
There was an incident where Rozalin, who had received the manual, was shocked, but it was only for a mont.
The two of them also taught the students with all their heart and soul.
While the education was taking place.
“Our teacher is the best teacher, you know?”
“Oh really, are you dissing Teacher Cassian? In the first place, do you think this sword formation would have been made if it weren't for Teacher Cassian?”
“What are you talking about! Instructor Qantaii, who has practical experience, is the best! It’s clear that Instructor Qantaii made and designed all of this!”
“Our Instructor Gwen is a little flawed, but she’s good at teaching.”
A competition broke out among the students.
At first, the instructors tried to dismiss this competition as a light debate.
They definitely tried to.
Until the Chairman intervened.
“Hahaha. The students’ enthusiasm is very good. But how about a real competition?”
“Pardon?”
“It’s the final evaluation anyway. Let’s make it so that the teacher who wins this competition becos the head of the basic class for the next sester!”
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