There Are Too Many Bugs in the Academy

Episode 16

7. I hate the butterfly effect (1)

“……okay.”

There was no particular reason to be kind, so I nodded my head in response and moved on.

“It’s cold today too. Do you still have the work of that time in your heart?”

George Madeleine added in a smirk.

The bad relationship with the guy from the last Dalian continued even after being assigned a class.

Originally, I was going to enter the advanced class, but it seems that I was assigned to the intermediate class because I was broken by a dung beetle.

When we first met in the same class, I thought I would be rude and say that I came to the intermediate class because of you.

Surprisingly, he won the match as it was and started approaching me friendly.

Well, it wasn’t a very pleasant and good relationship, and he wasn’t good enough to keep the old relationship, so I purposely distanced myself from George.

I mean, where did you use a pen that has an ambiguous performance?

But in spite of his intentionally ignoring him, George continued to chatter next to him.

“The second year senior said so.”

“Oh, is it?”

A small talk about a professor. Rumors like that I don’t know where they picked up.

It was a conversation that had no nutritional value.

“Oh, by the way. Are you going to apply for today’s make-up class too? I heard that a senior from the advanced class came and did matchups and corrections.”

“Did we do that too?”

“Perhaps almost all classes take it at the same time? I don’t know if the beginner class, who is less distant, does it or not.”

oh this bastard really

He was also robbed of me and stuck in the intermediate class, and I wondered when the poor sense of choice would be fixed.

Of course, George is also not completely ignorant, so he shows an uncomfortable feeling in his words and actions, so he quickly turns the topic around.

“Ah, umm… Yeah. It’s not that important. It seems that a pretty famous person from among the seniors is coming this time.”

“Huh, so? Who is that?”

I was too bothered to take issue with each of his actions, so I waved my hand in response.

I can’t remember if there was an event like this in the original game.

To be honest, the classes at Paradise Academia were simply for raising the skill level, so unless there was a special cutscene, I didn’t delve into the details.

Like Skip’s nation, I pressed Skip hard.

“I was lucky enough to hear this. Don’t talk too much. You never know.”

George glanced around, as if it was some kind of great secret, and opened his mouth cautiously.

“I heard that Bernax-senpai is coming.”

“What?”

Unbeknownst to me, a surprising reaction comes out of the name that I can’t forget.

Magic swordsman Bernax.

Why is that bastard here?

“I thought you’d be surprised too.”

George smiled mischievously and nodded his head.

Of course, I was surprised for a reason a little different from what he thought.

‘Is the Chapter 2 boss coming out so suddenly?’

Paradise Academia is an open world RPG, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t have a main story at the heart of the story.

The introductory dungeon Hesperiif, where the tears of the hero was farmed, and the haven of the forgotten hero, were the areas corresponding to the first chapter of the main story of this work.

Usually, a chapter consists of 5-6 quest chains, one intermediate boss, and one main boss-

The magic swordsman Bernax in question was the main boss of Chapter 2.

All I can remember is… … .

Bernax was originally a person who came to Paradise School in pursuit of the forgotten hero Triston.

However, he turned his eyes away to the fact that the protagonist, Aidan, not himself, was called by Tristone and obtained Tristone’s weapon and the hero’s tears.

After giving up the position of his successor, he intimidates Aidan and his colleagues, and eventually joins hands with the ‘Liberation Front’, a force that opposes Nakwon School.

But when I think about it again, it doesn’t make sense.

It’s my fault that I wasn’t chosen, so why bother with the main character? It was clear that this child also had personality problems.

Anyway, he plans a terrorist attack to encroach on an entire dormitory of the House of Representatives, but like the boss of Chapter 2, he is stopped by the protagonist and then expelled as is.

In the end, it reappears as one of the enemy’s named monsters in Chapter 12, which is the last chapter.

A typical villain senior who appears in academy movies.

‘I didn’t know it would come out without chapter 1 progressing yet.’

Well, I feel inferior to Aidan. As it was a story affair, there was no need to block it, but the fact that I was involved with a guy who would eventually become a villain was a little awkward.

“Do you really have to apply for the supplementary classes?”

“You don’t have to. Why, do you have another schedule?”

“Uh, I’ve got some people to meet.”

If I had been a Baeksanwoo who was not a player and didn’t know anything, I would have thought it was a good opportunity.

However, as I have a clear view of what will happen in the future, I decided that it would be better not to get involved with Bernax as much as possible.

And anyway, Aidan will soon be put aside, so what’s the point of learning that it’s a pity?

Now, he is one of the few magic swordsmen in Paradise School, so the word “boss” in the beginning is the same as saying that there are a lot of bubbles.

George said, biting his taste buds, as if he had been looking forward to it.

“Zeep, it’s a pity. I wanted to see your swordsmanship again. You really don’t want to tell me, do you?”

“Because I don’t like it.”

“…what! It can’t be helped~.”

George smirks at the resolute slap.

Looking at his appearance now, he doesn’t seem like a bad guy, but nevertheless, I can’t forget the look in his eyes that looked down on me during the first match.

This is also kind of being kind to others. Even if it’s not treated as someone who doesn’t exist at all.

As time passes, I don’t know, but for now, it would have been better if the distance between George and I was maintained at this level.

“But it’s time to start class soon, Kompeño.”

“Crazy! Why are you talking about that now!!”

Did you walk too leisurely?

I quickly ran towards the classroom as I heard the angry Professor Bled’s voice sounded like a voice.

* * *

“Okay! Let’s finish today’s class here. Everyone, disband!”

“thank you for your effort!!”

A training ground located in the annex building. The voices of the intermediate class students who had just finished class resounded.

Seeing that, Bled, the professor in the intermediate class, smiled with satisfaction.

An introduction to basic swordsmanship that started yesterday.

The students, who were at first behind due to lack of physical strength, started to follow the class all the time, and some showed remarkable changes in that short period of time.

In particular, Baek San-woo, who was mentioned at the faculty meeting on the first day, was one of those students.

I don’t know what’s going on, but it was because my physical ability had significantly improved over the course of a few days and nights.

I heard that he might be able to use a sword, but I really liked the way he was constantly working on it.

And it’s not just white cows.

In the intermediate class, candidates with ambiguous skills are often assigned, so there are bound to be children who lower their motivation.

This school year, there were no such children.

It was like this from the intermediate class, and as Dean Iskan Bradamante said, it was clear that it was a pretty remarkable grade.

Bled, who was about to leave after finishing class, was interrupted by an assistant who was waiting next to him.

“Um, what do you have to say?”

“Professor, you didn’t broadcast about the supplementary class scheduled for today.”

“Oh! That’s right. It was there.”

Professor Bled, who suddenly remembered the fact he had forgotten, turned again and stood in front of the students.

The eyes of the students who were preparing to go back are again on the professor.

“Hmm, hmm. I’m sorry. There’s something I haven’t told you yet.”

“Are you talking about supplementary classes?”

As if waiting for those words, the girl standing in front raised her hand and asked.

It seemed that the story had already spread among the students. Well, it’s not really a secret, and people who know it will know soon enough.

“Yes, Arthur’s Faculty has a long tradition! It’s called a supplementary class, but to be precise, it’s not a class! Because it’s time with your seniors!”

“What exactly are you learning?”

“It’s the dungeon attack know-how next week.”

Bled said with a smirk.

Starting next week, all new students entering Paradise School will challenge the Hesperiiff introductory dungeon.

Even for an introductory dungeon, the difficulty level is at a level that chicks will never look down on.

A dark space with no sunlight. Monsters’ cries can be heard from everywhere, and the ‘Magi Zone’ is filled with cool air and a pleasant musty smell.

The battle that takes place in an environment that has never been experienced before makes even experts who have been trained countless times bewildered.

“Have any candidates ever entered the dungeon here?”

None of the students answered Bled’s question.

It was a natural result. Paradise School, except for ‘some dungeons’, is being used as a kind of training ground for candidates under strict management-

On the other hand, dungeons distributed on the general continent often boast a high level of danger.

There are also many dungeons that have not been explored and that it is still unknown what lies within them.

A young student who had just entered Nakwon School could not have challenged such a dangerous place.

Even if he had tried, that person would not have been able to stand safely in this place.

The results of reckless challenges are mostly horrendous.

“Dungeons are dangerous. That’s why it’s important to experience and prepare in advance in any way. That’s why we’re inviting your seniors.”

In order to go from a first-year hero candidate to a second-year student, you must attack the Hisperiif introductory dungeon.

In other words, even if you are a candidate staying in the beginner’s class, it means that if you are a sophomore, you have the least experience in attacking the introductory dungeon of Hisperif.

“Most of them are students who stand out in their respective positions. Of course, they have more experience than you, and their skills are far superior. The opportunity to receive direct instruction from such a talented person, I don’t think this professor is something that can be easily experienced!”

Seniors lead juniors in front of them, and juniors who have grown up like that lead juniors who will come later in the same way.

Isn’t that a great educational policy?

Bled exclaimed loudly in a voice that began to boil again.

“For that reason! So that our class can participate in the make-up class without one exception!”

“Yes?!”

At the same time, someone raised a question.

Black hair and black eyes. It was the Baeksan-woo of the Eastern Federation.

“Baeksanwoo? Were you not planning to participate in such a meaningful time?”

“No, it’s not, but…”

When I take a picture of myself and say, Baek San-woo’s gaze scatters. Beyond the sunglasses, the corners of Bled’s eyes wrinkled.

“Do you have any plans?”

“I decided to meet some people.”

“Is this the person you have to meet while missing out on an opportunity like this? Who is that?”

“Sorry! I will participate!”

Baek San-woo raised both hands in response to the questioning offensive and the spirit that overwhelms the crowd.

Then Bled nodded lightly.

“Um, yes. Actually, even if there was a good reason, I wasn’t going to allow it.”

“But then, Professor, who is coming?”

“You’ve probably heard of it at least once. He’s a pretty famous friend even in the upper 3rd grade class.”

The students roared at the word 3rd grade upper class. Not 2nd grade or 3rd grade? Besides, it’s a senior class.

“You come here just in time.”

At Bled’s words, the students’ heads all headed towards the entrance of the training ground.

There stood a woman in a gorgeous Celtic dress and a man in a navy blue cloak over Arthur’s school uniform.

In their focused gaze, the two slowly approached the students.

“Intermediate class, nice to meet you. This is Professor Isabella Leona.”

Professor Isabella Leona, who is in charge of the ‘Advanced Spearmanship, Use of Polearms and Spears’ class in the upper 3rd grade class, greeted by lightly pulling the hem of the dress.

And then, the young boy accompanying him bows his head.

“My name is Bernax Hollando from the third year. Thank you.”

He was the magic swordsman Bernax.