The Returning Supervillain Raises a Hero

Episode 14. Elective Courses (2)

Professor Mazzard asked Goldwood if he had anything to say, and the hesitant man clinged to the professor in tears.

“Ugh, Professor!”

Maddard was startled, but patted Goldwood on the back to calm him down. The story of the family came out of the man’s mouth.

Comparable life, admission for proof. His inability to destroy even mere skeletons.

As if there was a lot of piled up, the boy who was crying like a child made eye contact with me and turned his head.

ugh. The boy is weeping in tears.

Anyway, I didn’t want to continue to listen to the bad news, so I’m going to leave the classroom as it is.

“Wait, I’ll give you an assignment.”

“What if it’s a task?”

to rot. Goldwood should have jumped the moment he was hugged by the professor.

“Until the next lecture, come by giving any skull a scallop.”

-Scholar, a secondary magic that grants attributes to the skeleton. The book has a high level of difficulty, so try it after you have laid the groundwork.

If you say you can’t, you’ll smile and give your grades as shit. Are the professors like that?

Even if you don’t need a score, you have to get enough to be promoted, so there’s nothing you can do about it.

“All right.”

“Look forward. You are welcome to go.”

I immediately moved to the next classroom.

Druck.

Even though there was still some time left before the lecture started, the two of them came.

Do Sujeong and Grace Melon.

“you!”

Ignoring Do Su-jeong, who reacted violently, sat down in a suitable seat. Melon glanced at me, fixed her gaze on the front, and didn’t move at all.

Druck.

The front door of the classroom opens and a good-looking man who seems to have lived a life completely unrelated to gambling enters and looks at us with a blunt expression.

“What have you come for?”

A tone that is a mixture of half scorn and half lament. Melon and Do Su-jeong shrug.

“Let’s sell it and fix it.”

“what?”

“It’s my dream to have a drink and live a leisurely life.”

It’s not wrong at all because the goal is to wipe out the Gblin and spend the rest of his life comfortably.

“You are an opportunist.”

… That’s not what you, who gave a gambling lecture, would say.

“I have served as an ambassador for the eradication of gambling designated by the state for ten consecutive years. This lecture is also an extension of the campaign. So get rid of that face.”

Hey, did you drink a lot of tea?

He put down a luxurious box with a flower pattern on the school table.

“It is my mission to renovate students like you and make them people.”

Large letters were written on the holoboard in the front.

[How to rule the gambling board]

slamming it with the palm of your hand.

“Simple. You don’t have to get involved in the gamble in the first place.”

“yes?”

“The biggest reason I gamble is money. Do you agree? okay. If that’s the case, I’d rather design.”

… Yes?

“Just by sitting Hogu on the board, money comes in without you having to work hard while playing psychological games with your opponent.”

Professor Lee, didn’t I say that I was an ambassador for the eradication of gambling?

“I don’t mean to design, it means to avoid hukou! The best thing is to get a clean salary with fair work.”

While Professor Ghost Hand paused for a moment, Do Su-jeong raised her hand while noticing.

“what?”

“What should I do if I unintentionally get caught in the gamble?”

“In that case, there is definitely a way. Flip the board and jump.”

This is not really what a professor is saying.

“greatness! If you are oppressing you by violent means, it would be best to respond as calmly as possible. Please tell me some techniques.”

He opened the box and took out a poker card and a card from inside.

“These are the most commonly used cards. Roulette and dice games… , let me know when you go to the site later.”

“yes!”

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“Keep in mind. I am teaching you how to destroy technology, not teaching you to use it.”

“yes!!”

Even Melon sings with Sujeong Do. Surprisingly, were you interested in this?

“Let’s take a good look.”

He placed a pile of cards on the floor and turned his palms back and forth, with four Spades A in his hand.

There, when it was turned over again, the cards were changed in the order of a straight flush, then back and then royal.

“uh… .”

Is this what it means to open your eyes and cut your nose?

“Professor, did you write the character?”

“no.”

“Hey, how are you doing this without touching the deck of cards?”

“That is the crucial difference between Hogu and the designer.”

As the professor rolled up his sleeves, a palm-sized machine was attached to the inside of his forearm.

“This is a new card machine that came out a week ago. They say it is already being used in the field.”

It was a machine that shoots the card by hand when you move your arm according to the action you entered.

In this way, the professor, who showed me several trick samples and taught me how to recognize them, finally sat down at a large table in the center of the classroom.

“Come on, it’s a real battle from now on.”

I had no idea when the first one or two were cheating, but with Richett’s help, it started to catch my eye.

“Did you say Nam Man-hyuk? You won’t get hit wherever you go. you get excited Next, I will show you the case where the Awoken is Tazza.”

He shuffled the cards very normally. There was even a performance of leaving the cards in the shuffle machine installed on the table, but when turned over, they were sorted by color.

“How did you do it?”

“It is my character. The invisible hand.”

Do Su-jeong’s bangs are pulled and her nose shakes from side to side.

“Ugh, let it go.”

“If you sit at the table with an awakened person like you, you have no choice but to lose, don’t you?”

“Yeah, no matter how good a Tazza may be, an Awakener who specializes in this field cannot be defeated. So what should you do?”

“You shouldn’t go to the gambling house.”

Melon speaks the truth.

“You need to develop an eye to recognize the Awoken. It may have been forced to sit at the table. When he mixes, he dies.”

If Do Su-jeong made up her own resolve.

“Cast him or make a board to seat him as a hogu.”

I spit out pure desire.

“Crazy.”

It was the moment when the professor’s poker face, which had been maintained throughout the lecture, was broken.

* * *

When I returned to Class F after leaving behind Professor Ghosthand’s declaration that the next lecture would be held in the field, the class president’s recommendation was in full swing.

“I recommend Do Su-jeong.”

“agree.”

“me too.”

Min-gyeong recommends it, and Kwak Jae-woo and Virtualbox add votes.

If you include Do Su-jeong, who is happy there, in fact, 4 votes were gathered. I didn’t want to waste my time here, so I voted for Sujeong Do.

Then, the faces of the three who recommended Do Su-jeong were wrinkled at the same time.

why not.

Then Tracy Gwen raised her hand.

“I recommend Nam Man-hyuk. The reason is… , because you are a student and a professor?”

Wow!

Perhaps the children’s laughter was a joke, Professor Deckard did not write my name on the holoboard.

“It’s true.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

Then my name was written down. Do Su-jeong wrinkles her face and writes my name on her ticket. If you don’t like it that much, you can write it down to someone else. He’s also pretty proud of himself.

This makes 4 to 2.

“Oh, you know I have the right to vote, right? I will cast my vote for Man-hyuk.”

Suddenly Deckard joins the battle 4:3.

Not at all. The class president election was really going in a direction I never expected.

“I am Sujeongi!”

“thank you!”

When Real Blue, a girl with blue hair just like the name of the hero, gave a vote to Sujeong Do, Bleeding Blood delivered a piece of paper to Deckard with a hand made of blood.

On paper soaked in blood.

“Do Sujeong.”

Do Su-jeong said thank you and grabbed Bleeding Blood’s pale hand and shook it, and the guy blushed and nodded.

what are you doing

Anyway, now 6:3.

Miraculously, even if I get three votes, it’s a draw. If you go to the painting of making concessions there, it will end up not bad.

“Nam Man-hyuk, one vote! If he’s the class leader, I don’t think I’ll be bored.”

Cantante.

“mountain villa. envy. Please invite me.”

mine trapper.

“If it is polluted, leave it in the sun to make it clean, right?”

clean air.

Everything is fine, but clean air, what do you mean by that?

“Professor Deckard. I will yield. I have to live in a mountain hut, so I can’t afford to worry about anything else.”

“If that’s the case, I can’t help it. Is it okay for Do Su-jeong to become the class president?”

some are sorry In particular, Clean Air looks at me with very sad eyes and affirms Deckard’s words.

Election is over. I’m leaving the classroom to go to the mountain hut. Tracy came.

“My characteristic is that you should be the class leader.”

“why?”

“I don’t know. This guy sometimes just gives me answers and sometimes asks me to make inferences.”

Tracy then shrugs and joins the kids on their way to the dorm.

… I’m just saying

* * *

After 30 minutes of climbing, we arrived at the mountain hut.

“Guys, my brother is here.”

rattle, rattle.

Il-shik, who was laying firewood, and Du-sik, who was picking the land, rush to my call and bow their heads.

That’s right. you are polite No matter how much I say hello to my sister Nara, her cheeks swell without Merona.

As the two of them washed roughly with the water they had airlifted in the morning, a welcome sound of a motor was heard from beyond the sky.

doo doo doo.

come.

Without the supplies brought by that drone, living in a mountain hut would have been a series of hardships.

“Doo-shik, I need to say hello.”

rattle.

The drone watched the guy swinging from side to side with a shovel for a while and then turned around.

“What do you want to come today?”

When I opened the box, I saw the letter first.

[Are you using the stone I gave you well?]

stone? … Oh, I see you say that it became part of my scepter.

The letter had one more line on the back.

[The training stone is precious, so make sure not to lose it.]

Was it hardened stone?

In Asia, this object, called a dandruff stone, increases the skill proficiency little by little just by sleeping with it.

I’ve never seen anything bigger than a thumb, so I never imagined that this would be a tempered stone.

‘Ah, the trigger was a refinement stone, so the slots were opened at once.’

There seems to have been some kind of synergy.

I took out the stone wand and looked at it carefully. If you hold the tempered stone with your bare hands and wait for a while, the heat rises, but it is as cold as a stone.

‘Is it effective?’

I’m sorry, but I can’t help it.

there is nothing there is nothing I threw away my regrets and put the food and clothes out of the box and put them in the tent.

I marinated the pork belly I bought during the day in salt and pepper and sat down on the chair I made with Japanese food yesterday.

“Ugh.”

I’m sure it’s leveled, but when I lean on the chair that has become a rocking chair, I feel a little tired.

“Ritchet, read the Scolour Magic part.”

-The third magic for those who deal with skeletons. ‘Scolor’ is my original magic. Start with white and end with red. More than that I haven’t found yet. It wouldn’t be bad for you to explore.

-If you’re from the Necro School Skull Club, you’ll be able to follow along just by looking at the activation ceremony. This body was the last heir, so it’s probably not.

-But if you have read this book from the beginning and understood this far, you can do it. The start-up… .

While memorizing the intricate activation formula, I realized Professor Magad’s intentions.

This task is not designed to be successful. A kind of teaching technique that gives students a direction and stimulates a sense of improvement, and then induces them to learn the basics with a desperate heart.

Do I have to say that I am an old professor?

But mysteriously, my romance responded.

[‘Pyororong☆Magical Girl Black Witch’ is interested in the same type of spell.]

【Order, learning ‘Scolor’… . completion.】

I put the jersey on my shoulder and called the Black Witch, and a spell came out of my mouth.

“Ciri, Siri, Sharira, Lala.”

A strand of black hair grew on the skull of the eclipse, who was staring blankly at me as I moved loudly with a stone wand.

“… Is this the end?”

Whew.

The strong spring wind shook the lonely hair of the eclipse, and somehow the light in the eclipse’s eyes seemed to be fading.