Chapter 115: So That’s the End of My Job

“By the way, what kind of reward do you think would make you accept this proposal?”

Christille is seriously pondering.

Sensing this, the other two began to think seriously as well.

“For me… I guess, strong weapons or something?”

“…………For me too, if I could receive magic items related to wizards that have excellent effects.”

Although there are many excellent craftsmen in the city ruled by the Regula family, not everything is readily available. It should be noted that even if they ask their parents, they won’t necessarily be able to purchase everything.

This isn’t just limited to Waltz and Lyune.

Among the siblings, Ishud was the only one who could freely spend money as he liked since childhood.

“Well, that’s how it is. So, President senpai…can you arrange it?”

“…………It seems difficult every year, but it’s not impossible.”

“Hahaha!!!! That’s great, both of you. How about starting next year? I remember there are not only high school and middle school divisions, but also elementary divisions, right?”

“…It’s better to experience failure early on. I understand this reasoning, but I wonder how many children can still move forward if they are shown an absolute difference at too early a stage.”

(Mmm, being in a position to gather people really makes you have to think about a lot of things.)

While I think it seems troublesome and tough, I don’t go as far as to think about what I could do about it. That’s clearly beyond Ishud’s scope of help.

“Christille senpai, aren’t you thinking too much about it? If you give up there, the kind of knight you wish for won’t be born.”

“Philip… I never expected such words to come out of your mouth.”

“Stop, stop, seriously stop. It’s not like I’m planning to become a knight now. I just said what I thought, that’s all.”

Philip makes a genuinely displeased expression.

He finds enjoyment in acting alongside Ishud and Gulf, so he’s only going along with this kind of combat, and the feeling of aiming to become a splendid knight like he did when he was young and pure… that feeling will never reignite.

It’s an absolute certainty.

“Don’t you think so too, Ishud?”

“Well, who knows? I can only imagine a future where the two of them win… but well, isn’t that where the teachers show their skills? Waltz and Lyune will teach the thickness of the wall, the existing difference as a reality. How to revive and guide the kids who were crushed by that reality. That’s also the role of a teacher, right?”

Philip and the others reluctantly agree with Ishud’s words.

“Philip’s right, President senpai, aren’t you overthinking it a bit? It’s not like you’re going to become a teacher right after graduation, right?”

“Yeah. Well… I’ve pretty much decided on joining a knight order.”

“Congratulations. In that case, you should give the kids even more opportunities to learn about the world. You can think your duty is done after that.”

“…”

Christille falls into thought again.

She has been involved in leading people since she was a child.

A woman leading people?

Some foolish men felt their simple male pride being pricked at that idea, but Christille’s family is classified as a military household.

Raised with an exceptional education since childhood, there was no way she would be satisfied with just fools.

(Yes, that’s right… perhaps thinking that far is just meddling too much.)

The future knight candidates.

It’s natural to worry about those eggs that haven’t yet hatched, but it’s the teachers and the adults in the upper echelons of the academy who should be worrying about them.

Christille, though considered an adult from the kids’ perspective, hasn’t even become a knight yet.

“Well, looks like it’s about to be over there.”

“Looks like it… Heh, he’s really something, huh?”

Their gaze falls upon Dustin, of course, engaged in combat with the Cyclops.

At first, he wielded a large axe, but it clashed with another large axe that Cyclops had presumably taken from an adventurer, and both axes were sent flying from their hands simultaneously.

Perhaps their thoughts were alike, as Dustin and the Cyclops didn’t dash to retrieve their weapons but instead continued their brawl bare-handed.

In terms of overall physical ability… the Cyclops was indeed superior. However, the difference wasn’t so despair-inducing or overwhelming that one would want to flee.

Unlike ordinary monsters, humans have the power to think.

The Cyclops currently engaged in a fierce battle with Dustin, while tougher and larger than individuals found in other regions, still wasn’t a specimen with specialized cognitive abilities.

“Graaarghhhhh!!!!”

Dustin successfully crushed the fingers of the Cyclops, which were larger than his own fists, causing both fists to be partially destroyed.

Though both legs were still intact… the Cyclops knew that too and immediately launched a kick. However, even though his fighting spirit was burning hot, his mind wasn’t completely muddled with rage.

“Hah!”

“Gghh!? Wh-what… ugh, agh…”

He anticipated the trajectory of the kick.

Dustin’s action was to slightly evade the kick and then launch into a full-on dash.

And then, he delivered a kick to the throat… yes, a Rider Kick.

The Cyclops, consumed with panic and not considering what would come after the kick, was late to defend, and the Rider Kick splendidly crushed its throat.

“Heh, heh, heh, heh… Hoo, hoo, hoo. Looks like… I won.”

While he didn’t directly pierce through the throat, he still felt the sensation of crushing the neck bones beneath his foot.

Although the Cyclops didn’t possess the skill of regeneration, it still had a decent level of recovery ability. However, with its neck bones broken… there was nothing more it could do.

“Good job, Dustin senpai.”

“Ishud… Sorry, I took up quite some time.”

“Really? I think the time it took for the extermination wasn’t bad at all. Anyway, let’s talk about that later. Here!”

“Heh, thanks.”

Dustin quickly downed the potion he received.

Despite still finding it somewhat unfamiliar and bitter, he could feel the wounds he received from the Cyclops’ attacks healing as he rested… and couldn’t help but grin.

“This is a good potion.”

“I’ll pass that on to the maker.”

The intense battle was over.

However, that didn’t mean the day was over just yet.

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