Disguised As A Teacher In Magic Academy

Chapter 23 - Suspicion (3)

"Nothing came directly to my mind."

Even if I was worried about Aidan, I couldn't immediately remember anything, so I decided to move on.

I put all the other students' personal information into my brain.

There are a total of 54 freshmen and 26 second-year students.

The ratio between the first and second years is approximately 2:1. I've guessed that the number of new students is more because their color is dominant among existing name labels, but it turns out to be more than I thought.

'There are also some new students that I should be aware of. Ranging from newcomers supported by magic towers and alchemy schools, to children published as extraordinary beginners in magic towers.'

Even students with ordinary grades in Soren are called geniuses when they go outside of Soren.

And all those geniuses then strayed to various places.

The place was crowded with such people, so it was definitely far from common sense.

After checking the list of all the students, I put the papers on the table and pressed my finger against my throbbing forehead.

'I'm tired. I'm tired of many things.'

I remember the meeting and conversation I had with the principal some time before.

Given that the principal came to me and forced me, it meant that I had not fully gained his trust.

Moreover, the trust of Soren as well.

It was not a complete suspicion, maybe fifty-fifty when I thought about it.

There is a high probability that their views of me will be divided depending on how I behave in the future.

"No problem."

Since I have already decided to play my part, I have no intention of showing any suspicious behavior.

The headmaster was sixth rank, almost top of the eight existing hierarchies.

I've heard he has passed the seventh rank.

A fourth rank magician could not defeat him even if there were 100 of them.

'Not to mention the principal... The biggest problem is the secret society.'

The secret society was still quiet because it was only the beginning of the semester, but if time passed and there was an opportunity for them to maneuver behind the scenes, they would instantly move on.

The problem was: for what purpose did they infiltrate the Soeren Academy?

What are they trying to do by planting people there while getting rid of some employees?

Were they really aiming to overthrow Soen, or was there something in Soeren?

'Maybe it's some kind of treason against the empire.'

I took out the newspaper that got caught between the documents and spread it out.

The article in the newspaper written in black letters still covers the last incident of the attack on the locomotive of Magic Engineering.

[The attacks******** on the Magic Engineering locomotive were apparently carried out by the Revolutionary Army.]

It seems almost certainly that there was a Revolutionary Army behind the train attack.

The Revolutionary Army, or Liberation Army.

Revolutionary Army, under the ideals of the fall of imperialism and the rise of citizens to undermine the existing system of unjust status…

'Honestly, this is no different from the organization *******.'

Originally, if according to earth's history, current politics would feel like a parliamentary cabinet system added to the modern constitutional monarchy, but this world, where magic exists, would have been, it still belongs to the power of kings and nobles.

Still, looking at the various movements that have occurred in this world over the past 50 years, the world also has the same tendency to flow from the Earth where I live.

—Stagnant magic and rapidly growing science.

At the same time, magic techniques were born by combining science and magic.

It's amazing that such extreme changes happen in less than a century.

And that's also the reason why the Revolutionary Army happened.

'However, it was likely that the secret society was not related to the actual Revolutionary Army.'

Frankly, the death of the original First Order, Ludger Chelysie, led me to such a conclusion.

If he was in the same organization, why did he get involved in a train terror attack and die?

The reaction he showed back then was someone who never expected his carriage to be attacked.

That is, the attack****** itself is not at all unexpected by the secret society.

'It is right to separate the secret society from the Revolutionary Army.'

And there's something else I can guess:

The First Order known as Ludger Chelysie was not someone suitable for combat.

'He was truly an expert in magic; his judgment was not bad either. He may receive high-level training.'

However, it was not too much that he was referred to as the executive of a secret society.

What bothered me the most was the reaction from his secret society subordinates, who had contacted me secretly.

'His subordinates saw my face and he just thought I was First Order. I'm sure it's not because he doesn't know the face of Ludger I saw on the train.'

Wh why?

He clearly accepted the fact that his appearance had changed.

'If he thinks it's natural for him to change his appearance, I can tell Ludger Chelysie's dead specialty.'

In other words, the First Order specialized in disguise and infiltration.

It's a bit lucky for me because I have those characteristics as well.

At least I won't get any suspicion from the other members with my appearance.

I can feel comfortable.

'For the time being, I will only do my activities as a professor, and I will not say anything to the secret society. I can only say it was an attempt to dispel the suspicion of the Academy.'

All I had to do was get the subordinates under me to do all the annoying things, and in fact, as someone who held the First Order qualification, I just had to be careful in strengthening my position.

Maybe I don't have to worry about it for a while.

However, trouble will actually arise when the secret society awakens from its slumber and becomes active.

From the planting of their executive-level figures as Soren professors, it is clear that they intend to overthrow Soen in a certain way.

'It's complicated.'

Soen was unlikely to collapse so easily, but it was also not an iron fortress that was completely impossible to attack.

No matter how powerful an empire was, it would definitely collapse.

History has proven that.

In particular, the more extreme the transitional forms in that generation, the closer the possibilities become.

Even if it was just in case, I cannot ignore the slightest possibility that the secret society would overthrow Soren.

'Then, would it be better to leave Soren and commit to a secret society?'

"No, I can't do that."

'Even if I had to do that to survive, it wouldn't last long.'

For now, it doesn't matter if I act as if I'm their new professor under the guise of Ludger Chelysie.

Will the other First Orders, who have so far not actively moved with me, not notice the subtle changes in Ludger?

"I'm sure they'll find out."

I don't know what will happen if I get caught as their traitor. This would be the worst case if the secret society could win against Soren.

Instead, maintaining the position of professor while deliberately interfering with their plans was the most likely way for me to survive.

However, if I also explicitly stand on Soren's side, the public will soon realize my betrayal.

"It's a moment of walking on an extreme rope."

Unless I knew what the purpose of the secret society was, I could not plan to do anything immediately.

I took my pen and wrote a summary of my future plans on blank paper.

beware of the other First Order of secret societies. We need to quickly identify who they are. After that, do not contact them as much as possible.

- Maintain my position as professor. Do not let go of my vigilance so that I will not be negligent in my class.

I will focus on working as a professor so that the academy will not be suspicious.

After writing it down roughly, there were about three things to do.

I'm not worried about anyone reading it.

Since I wrote it in Korean, the people of this world would not know what it meant even if they were reborn after death.

'Well, all I can do now is do my best as a professor.'

Tap tap.

I knocked on the wooden table with my fingertips.

Well, if the secret society contacts me and presses me by asking why I am not moving, I can make excuses that it is an attempt to clear up their suspicions.

I originally had an acquaintance that I was supposed to meet somewhere else, so I had to tell that person that I couldn't go there.

"Much to do."

Actually, I had to deal with it first on the first day, but I forgot because there were a lot of things to worry about.

Well, since I don't need to feel sad, I'm sure that person won't complain much about it.

I wrote the letter with as many pleasantries as possible, not direct words, just in case someone opened it.

Like the letters that Ludger Chelysie had, I also used a password.

At the end of the 'come to Leathervevelk' sentence in the letter, I forgot the important request I had at the end of the letter.

[Bring my stuff on the way here.]

The reply to the letter came the next day.

The promise written in the letter is that I will meet them at Leathervevelk industrial park next weekend.

For me, I wanted to meet them early, but they said they were busy with their work, so I decided to understand them.

Whrr.

After reading the letter, I immediately burned it to avoid the worst possible eventuality.

Immediately leaving the professor's office, I dressed casually and headed for my accommodation.

"Excuse me…!"

Someone was in a hurry when they called me.

It seemed that he was a Soeren employee, but seeing that his clothes were neater than others, he looked like an errand boy who served as a messenger.

"Are you Professor Ludger Chelysie?"

"Yes, right. Can I help you?"

When I asked her, the courier looked a little frightened as she gasped.

As soon as I sensed that the employees were avoiding me, the courier gave me the documents after calming down.

"What's this?"

"It's an invitation to patrol."

"Prolly duty?"

'Isn't that usually done by employees or security guards? Why would a professor do that?'

When I looked at the envoy with such a gaze, the envoy made an excuse while bathed in cold sweat.

"There is an order from the principal this time. Now that the new students have entered the school, the students are Soen the slowest, so this is an attempt to prevent them from causing trouble."

"For a professor like me?"

"The head of the school said it would be more effective if the professor did it. And the article in your contract states that the professor must also improve and prevent problems that may occur in the School."

'If you think about it .. there are such articles.'

However, I think they told me to do it at my own discretion.

I don't expect them to be so aggressive in giving me orders …

"Hmm."

But maybe he thought my thoughts were different.

The employee hurriedly let out an additional explanation in cold sweat.

"You don't have to stay up all night. You only need to patrol from after class ends until just before dormitory curfew."

"And today is my turn?"

"Yes yes."

I received an invitation of duty without a word from the envoy.

The name Ludger Chelysie was written there on the date of that day.

There were several professors besides me in Soeren, so the patrol duty was only done once a week.

It would be a little annoying if I had to do it on the weekend.

"Then please excuse me."

The envoy, who had said everything he needed to say, ran away from me in a hurry as if someone was going to capture and eat him alive.

I ignored the courier and checked the list on the task invitation.

'Given Soren is so vast, is there a structure where one professor has to patrol every designated area?'

There were three more people on duty that day besides me. Among them, I also saw the name Selena, a professor of Spirit Studies, who is a newly appointed professor just like me.

'Well, we don't have to meet each other because our patrol areas are different, but let's say hello if we meet.'

'More than that, if it wasn't like this before but the rule was suddenly applied under the direction of the principal, did the principal also suspect that spies were planted among the professors?'

Perhaps that is how professors are used to sift through their suspicious contacts or movements.

If they were spies, they would not move in a hurry unless they were stupid, but that did not mean that the principal's policies were meaningless.

The headmaster himself who gave the instructions would therefore be a deterrent to warn the other party against acting rashly.

It's some kind of warning.

From the principal's point of view, it's good if suspicious people are caught there, and even if not caught, there's still nothing to lose from such a policy.

'We don't know what students who are at the peak of their excitement will do after the semester begins, so there's no room to argue if the professor should come forward and prevent a possible incident.'

They were not ordinary disciples, but geniuses who used magic, and of course, the scale of the incidents that could be brought about by them was different from ordinary people.

If the professor had to stop him, they would have done it.

The newly appointed professor that year would not have been able to resist the principal's orders because they would not have had a strong argument in the first place.

Hierarchy exists even within the Academy. We had no choice but to do as the principal asked.

The patrol area where I was assigned was .

"It's really…"

The training center was a place where students would often go to show off their magic skills to the maximum, so it was hard not to have any trouble there.

'Don't tell me.. He didn't send me here on purpose because he was aiming at me, right?'

I head to the training center hoping that's not the case.

***

The magic training center was not far from the main building.

They are separated by a short distance that can be reached within a 10-minute walk along the paved road.

A large building can be seen through the trees in the park that are being cultivated.

The overall design has a look that reminds me of a super-large vinyl greenhouse.

'That's huge.'

Even on Earth, the size of the stadium was so large that it could not be measured correctly, so it was very impressive.

There are three such buildings within the Academy.

Each is called the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd training centers, and the largest, the 3rd training center is also the main stage where the show Soren— Academy[Magic Festival]— is held every semester.

I looked at the third training center located closest to me, but there were no special incidents, so I graduated.

There were only a few people in the second training center, and most of them returned to the dormitory after finishing their training.

I was just about to check out the first training center before returning to my accommodation…

Finally, an incident happened.

"How dare a lowly commoner like you...!"

I could feel some mana fluctuating within the training center along with a shout that seemed to be torn in an octave.

Sensing that my anxiety had come true, I immediately ran into the training center.

As I ran down the corridor and arrived at the spectator fence…

A female student is seen trying to fire a spell at another female student.

The magic he used was a Burning Thunder second level electric spell.

Even if it was a second level spell, it was a spell that could cause fatal injuries if his opponent was helpless.

"I shouldn't be late."

I immediately used the spell technique.

The spell technique created by that disciple was almost complete, but with its source code, I was able to cast spells in third-rate classes faster than anyone else.

The spell I used was a first-rate release spell made with mana, the Shining Stone.

I shot him quickly and broke through the middle of the student's spell technique right before it was finished and destroyed his spell.

"Who is this?!"

The student whose spell technique was destroyed looked at me furiously, thinking that he had been bullied.