There Are Too Many Bugs in the Academy

Episode 17

7. I hate the butterfly effect (2)

Frankly, Bernax had no intention of participating in the supplementary classes.

It was because there were strong sophomores anyway, and he himself did not put much importance on nurturing his juniors.

I’m in my 3rd year right now, so I need to prepare for graduation slowly, but there’s no need to be fussy about things that won’t be of much help in my future life.

But in return, Professor Isabella’s offer was quite sweet.

“If Bernax will accompany you to this supplementary class, I will write a handwritten letter of recommendation for you. My name will be recognized wherever you go on the continent.”

Isabella’s reputation among students was low due to her unique arrogance and high self-esteem, but her skills and the value of her name were never to be taken for granted.

She was given the title of professor at a young age in her late 20s and was even awarded the title of honorary knight of the Grand Duchy of Carpet.

If he had no intention of teaching, he would surely have joined the Knights of Reputation and assumed the position of commander or perhaps even rose to the position of leader.

The influence of her name on the continent was much greater.

So, after graduation, Isabella’s letter of recommendation was more valuable than anything else to Bernax, who wanted to follow in the footsteps of Triston, the hero he admired.

“What should I do? The Introductory Hesperiif dungeon doesn’t have much advice, isn’t it?”

Isabella smiled faintly at Bernax’s question.

“It’s simple. You can explain the dungeon as you did every year. However, I would like to test a student named Baek San-woo in the mock dungeon that will follow. I see swordsmanship in person and, if possible, progress to the dungeon.”

Baeksanwoo?

Bernax’s head tilted at the name he had never heard of.

Rumors of new students entering this year have already spread widely among current students.

These first-year students are said to be ‘monsters’.

That was the case with Byron, who had already become famous.

Although he is a freshman who has just entered at the age of 16, it is evaluated that he possesses skills that are on par with those of the upper third grade students.

Even Bernax would have thought that if he fought sincerely, he would not be able to be sure of the outcome.

A strong enough that all 3rd graders felt the same emotions just with pure spirit and appearance.

But the name Baeksanwoo had never been heard anywhere. Isn’t it even an intermediate class?

Such evaluation was granted only to students in the upper class and above, not to those in the lower class.

“If it’s just testing middle-class kids, doesn’t it really have to be me? To be honest, Illya’s sword skills would be better than mine.”

“Perhaps that student is using special magic. If it’s a magic swordsman Bernax, you can tell at once whether he is using magic or not? It would be better if you could prove it was a trick.”

“Are you talking deception?”

Trickery.

At the words that were not easy to come out of in Arthur’s Faculty, which valued honor in general, in particular, Bernax had pure doubts.

“In the first class assignment Dalian, the student’s name became a bit of a hot topic. He said he uses a sword. Well… I don’t know if it’s a real sword.”

As if she didn’t like it at all, Isabella’s eyebrows curled up.

“Everyone seems to be thinking about going overboard with an excuse not to know if it’s an oriental mystery, but I don’t think so, do I?”

“Aha, so you’re saying he could have used magic.”

“That’s right. If it’s a magic swordsman, it’s understandable, but if it isn’t, it’s definitely going to be a problem.”

A first-year student who uses an empty sword.

Bernando Hollando’s heart began to shake at the thought that perhaps another talented person might have appeared.

Being recognized as a magic swordsman at this school may seem simple, but in reality, it was not at all.

There is a reason why, even in the place where so many talented people from the continent gather, there are fewer than ten students who are properly called magic swordsmen.

Basically, in order to become a magic swordsman, a Spell Knight, you must have deep knowledge in two different disciplines.

Excellent swordsmanship.

And sophisticated magic.

Just because he uses magic and a sword at the same time cannot be called a magic swordsman.

Because of these conditions, even Bernax himself is currently in the upper third grade class of the Arthur Faculty, and is attending the advanced class of Destruction Magic of the Ortana Faculty as a minor.

A letter of recommendation from Professor Isabella and the appearance of an unusual junior that professors pay attention to.

They were attractive enough for Bernax, who had not yet lost his romance and honor as a warrior.

“Are you thinking of doing it now?”

The young magic swordsman nodded in response to Isabella’s question.

“Yes.”

* * *

‘ah… … When will it end?’

It’s been 30 minutes since the full-scale supplementary classes started. I turned my head and yawned to hide the rushing tiredness.

Most of the supplementary lessons were about the introductory dungeon of Hisperif.

What kind of monsters mainly appear in the dungeon. What is the monster’s lifestyle and attack pattern like? And how to organize a party, how to attack the boss, etc.

It would be valuable information that could not be bought even with money to newbies who had just entered Paradise School, but to me, who played Paradise Academia dozens of times, I already knew everything.

What is the Hisperif Introductory Dungeon? I’m the one who broke even the undisclosed area underneath.

‘Damn, that professor is the problem. You shouldn’t have enough flexibility.’

I cursed Professor Bled inwardly. He was a person who looked exactly like the instructor he had met at the Marine Corps training camp.

But what do you do?

I had no way of proving that I was the original player, nor that I would gain anything by claiming it.

Because to them I was just a chick.

‘Compared to my experience as a player, my skills right now are chicks… … .’

It was a sad reality. We’re just waiting for the dungeon to be legally accessible as soon as possible.

That way you can get artifacts or weapons.

In addition, we had to continue the search for missing bugs and bugs.

It was because he thought that it would be better to find a bug to take full advantage of this ability, since he had the ability of Tracking Point.

Of course, raising the fertilization rate and returning to the original world is the top priority.

If you don’t survive and die before then, what’s the point in the end?

Apart from fixing bugs, it was also very important to use bugs in the right place.

“So, do you have one last question?”

As I was thinking about something else, it seemed that Bernax’s lecture was over.

I didn’t listen in detail, but the lecture itself was very informative.

Bernax definitely corrects mistakes that beginners can make and misconceptions about dungeons.

However, the transmission power was not weak. On the contrary, some explanations were even explained in a way that was much easier to understand than the professors.

He was truly a promising student in the faculty. I just have to acknowledge my abilities.

And since he had a tall appearance, it seemed that many female classmates had a vague longing for Bernax.

‘He’s a perfect guy in many ways, except that he’s crooked later and becomes the Chapter 2 boss.’

I lost my temper and thought as I recalled Bernax’s sword swinging at Aidan.

It was 180 degrees different from the current Bernax, who looked calm and restrained.

“Then I know that there are no questions, so I’ll finish the dungeon-related content here. Then, we’ll take a five-minute break and move on to the mock match.”

What, isn’t it over?

After asking a question for a while, wondering if aggro might be attracted to him, George Madeleine raised his hand and asked a question instead.

“Are you 100% participating in the mock competition?”

It wasn’t something I was conscious of, but it was nice timing. Jjajjik, the sensitivity is rising a little?

Professor Bled was already absent, and it didn’t look like he would forcefully force the remaining TA and Professor Isabella to attend.

I’m going to die of exhaustion because of Dalian yesterday, now let’s take a break!

As if living up to my expectations, Bernax’s head slowly shook.

“No. You are free to leave. Except for students who have been called by name.”

“Only certain students?”

Professor Isabella came forward this time to the students’ questions.

“As we all know, if you get good grades in your current class, you can be placed in a higher class next semester. This competition is kind of a test for that.”

“Ah… So you’re saying that not everyone is participating.”

The faces of some of the comrades with ambiguous skills darkened. He must have vaguely guessed that his name would not be called already.

“It’s a pity, but it doesn’t mean that other students aren’t given the opportunity. The semester has just started, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Your hard work will never betray you.”

The attitude of the students, who were slightly dissatisfied with Isabella’s calm voice, softens.

“And just watching the mock competition will be a valuable experience for you. Bernax student’s skills are so good that this Isabella is recognized.”

“Then I’ll call you. Helen Acer, Natsumi Subaru, Victor Ivanov, George Madeleine…”

phew.

I sighed.

Again, most of those called out were talented people who had already stood out in class.

In fact, in the drama, Natsumi and Victor enter the upper class in the second semester of their first year. We met a few times while playing as Aidan.

Since the lineup is already strong, there is no need to worry about being called.

However, from the assistant’s mouth, who was quietly calling out his name, a name he shouldn’t have heard came out.

“Finally, Baek San-woo. Be sure to leave the students who are called.”

yes??? did i hear it wrong?

When I looked at Bernax in embarrassment, my eyes met with a sigh.

… … ha x feet.

What sin have I committed!!

* * *

“Okay, the match is over!”

“Thank you for your hard work. As expected, senior, you are amazing.”

“Natsumi-kun was also great.”

Bernax raised Natsumi, who had fallen to the floor, with a warm smile. Her face visibly reddened at that kindness.

It’s not just Natsumi.

In addition to the appearance that a man can’t help but recognize, and the manners of Dalian, the female classmates in the same class almost fell ill.

Is that the sweet sword man?

But apart from Bernax’s successful image making, I was just nervous.

‘If you do this wrong, you will become X.’

Immediately after successfully attacking the Hisperiif dungeon.

There, Bernax finds the hero’s weapon in Aidan’s hand with the news that Tristone’s legitimate successor has appeared.

Without accepting the result, they just fall into corruption.

Of course, I didn’t even bring a weapon from the haven of a forgotten hero, but the ‘Hero’s Tears’ I’m wearing now are also Tristone’s relics.

As Bernax is an excellent magic swordsman who is treated as a first-class in Paradise School, there is a good chance that he will be caught even if he locks the front of his school uniform.

That doesn’t mean you can’t keep it somewhere for a while.

The uniform doesn’t have pockets, nor can you open the inventory window.

If Bernax finds out the identity of the artifact hanging around my neck… … .

‘Absolutely not, I can’t catch that bastard with the specs now.’

After clearing the introductory dungeon to Hisperiif, Aidan achieves quite a dramatic increase in his stats.

The Chapter 2 boss, Magic Swordsman Bernax, was designed to match the abilities of Aidan who had grown so much.

Even if you can somehow survive with the tears of a hero, it is impossible to achieve complete victory.

“Forward to the next Baeksanwoo!”

And finally my name was called.

Shit.

Since this is the case, I have no choice but to make it as unobtrusive as possible.

I took a heavy step, hiding my complicated heart in many ways.