Disguised As A Teacher In Magic Academy

Chapter 33 - Wolf Man (2)

Then I patrolled and arrested nearly 20 students, gave them penalty points, and forced them back into the dormitory.

I mean, why do those guys keep hanging around at night?

The first years were immature as they were new students, but I was dizzy to see the second years also get caught up in my patrols.

'That's how everyone's interest in this werewolf case is.'

The sun was setting, and darkness was enveloping the surroundings.

There were still quite a number of students hiding inside the Soeren land, even though the security guards were going around and other professors were patrolling.

'Although they are only students, they are children who can use magic, so ordinary servants cannot find children hiding.'

The werewolf case must have inflated their spirit of adventure.

To be honest, I would just ignore them and pass by, but I couldn't let them because each one of them stood out too much and it bothered me.

If I ignored them, it was clear that they would become even wilder when they became proud that they were not captured by the professors.

I can't stand that.

"There are many of them."

Most of the students were obsessed with the idea that they would catch a werewolf.

I wondered why they were like that even when they would get penalty points if they were caught inside the school. It turned out that it was due to an official letter coming from Leathervevelk.

If they killed werewolves or captured werewolves alive, the city itself would reward them.

No wonder it made the students go.

'With the desire to be a hero, there is no one whose jaws will not fall when they are paid, and their reputation will rise if they catch a werewolf.'

Even ordinary people who were short of money would be fascinated with the prize money they would get from knocking down werewolves.

In the case of the commoners, there was a system that supported self-funding and scholarship in Soren, but did not provide all magic textbooks and other supplies.

There are so many things that witches have to pay for.

The same goes for students.

If they become heroes at it, they might have sponsors who pay attention to their abilities, so it's no surprise that everyone craves it.

Some male students seem to do so because they cannot beat their young desire to get the attention of the opposite sex.

'But since I've already sent most of them back to the dorm, I should start tracking the werewolves again.'

It takes a lot of time.

Besides, I realized that the situation was worse than I thought.

I didn't know there would be so many students.

Other professors must have also felt that something was strange and patrolled more diligently.

If anyone other than me finds a werewolf first…

And if they realize that it's not an ordinary Cryptid but something made from a lab…

The situation will spread like wildfires are getting out of control.

'So before that happens, I have to deal with it.'

I headed to the sewage treatment plant, the route that were most likely for werewolves to sneak into the Sorren Academy.

Because Soren has extensive land, the water used in Soren is quite large, so there are very large waste treatment facilities outside the land.

—A place where a large amount of water is drawn from the Ramsey River, and at the same time, a large amount of water is flowed through a large ground pipe.

Considering the size of the werewolf I had encountered back then, it was most likely that he was going back and forth through the earthen pipe.

'Luckily, no one has come here yet.'

Most of the professors patrolled and sent the students back to the dorms or prepared for unknown situations.

No one thought about where the werewolf came from or how it moved or chased its prey like me.

Well, that's because that's not how a witch does it.

That's the hunter's method.

Walking around the dark sewage treatment plant, I finally found traces of it.

'Sprints.'

The footprints printed clearly on the bushes seemed to have been etched there for days.

Other people will naturally go through it, but I don't miss it.

After I approached the footprints and swept with my hands, I was sure.

'Comparing the size to his footprints, it was slightly smaller than the one I had encountered back then. Must be very intimidating.'

But there is one problem…

There are two types of footprints.

Even a werewolf of relatively larger size seems to have made some footprints recently.

'Don't tell me, are the two already in Soeren?'

'I think there's only one, but the footprints suggest that the people who ate the people at Leathervelk also came all the way here.'

I moved slowly and pursued the trail.

Both steps initially move in the same direction but then split on both sides.

—The small to the right, the big to the left.

I don't expect those people to split up there.

Originally, wolves had the image of loneliness, but in reality, it was a group of ferocious beasts. Of course, the same was true for werewolves, who inherited such strong tendencies.

Usually, they should stick together.

I don't know why, but those guys are moving separately from that point.

I have to make a choice.

***

'I'm in trouble. I'm late.'

Lynne, who had a gray hair color, which was rare even in Soren, ran through Soen with a magic textbook in her hand.

Some time ago he forgot to go back to the dorm and fell asleep while studying in the library.

Looking out the window with hair stuck to his cheeks, he rushed out of the library in a hurry when he saw the sunset.

While running towards the dormitory, Lynne had no choice but to blame herself.

'Stupid! You idiot! Why do I have to fall asleep there?'

In the past few days, his fatigue has accumulated, probably because he is concentrating on homework and learning more and reducing his sleep time.

Soren is agitated, so the professors threaten the students to immediately return to the dorm without doing anything else after school.

The source of the problem was that he opened several books in the library with a satisfied mind that he would learn more, then fell asleep.

It was also the duty of the students to control the condition of their bodies.

Just because he fell asleep because of his forgetfulness doesn't mean it wasn't his fault.

If he is caught by the professor, there is no reason for him to avoid penalty points.

'Aah. Still, getting the penalty points was a bit painful.'

Because he was short of money, he was in a position that required him to survive on a scholarship in Soeren. However, the amount of support for the Soren scholarship is reduced if students earn penalty points.

When student penalty points are serious, their own scholarship applications are sometimes rejected.

He won't be punished so badly for a point, but the fact that he might get the penalty points himself becomes a burden for him.

'Just keep it, can't I go back to the dorm before getting caught?'

He should also avoid the views of the hostel supervisor, but he is sure that he will not be caught by the supervisor of — instead of professor — somehow.

Lynne continued to move anxiously and walked briskly on the street illuminated by the street lights.

When he thought that he would definitely get the penalty points, he had some hope that there was a chance that he would not get caught, but he did not want to move while hiding in the dark.

'Even though it's so, it's too much. Why didn't anyone wake me?'

After thinking so, Lynne let out a deep breath.

Originally, it was the basic principle of students attending the academy to befriend and be close to each other, he said, but it was largely due to the controversy caused by the dispute with the royals since the beginning of the semester that he could not do so.

Due to the disciplinary actions of the Romley Dynasty, Lynne was considered an arrogant commoner who insulted the aristocracy, according to aristocratic students.

Other ordinary students were intimidated by the nobility and decided they should not approach him.

Still, there were some male students who asked if she was okay the next day after the incident.

His appearance was the only reasonable reason why those students approached him.

Lynne didn't want to be close to those people.

'Librarians are gone too. They didn't even want to wake me up from the start.'

Perhaps the clerk who worked as a librarian in the library was also siding with the aristocracy.

"I'm not liked."

Lynne bit her lip as she felt sad about the situation.

It was the moment when she decided to go back to the dorm, wash, and organize what she had learned in class that day…

-Desir.

"Who ... Who is it?"

Lynne stopped her steps involuntarily and shuddered.

"Hu-quickly out. If not, I'll call someone else."

Lynne also heard rumors circulating recently about werewolves.

There were actually two people who were injured, so he couldn't think of them as false rumors.

To think that there might indeed be a werewolf rumored ...

A chill of fear flowed down his back.

'No way, is it really a werewolf?'

Lynne stepped back, moving her trembling legs.

At that moment, a rustling sound in the darkness approached him quickly.

…And something came up from inside the bush.

Shouted Lynne while closing her eyes tightly.

“Aaaaaah! Helpme! I'm not good at all! If you eat something like me, you'll only get a stomachache!"

However, the expected wolf cries were not heard.

There is also no pain.

Lynne slightly opened her closed eyes.

The first thing he saw was blond hair that shone brightly in the darkness under the light of the street lamp.

Leaves stuck here and there on his body, but his nobility did not fade in the slightest.

Looking at her with her hands on her waist, she was senior Lynne, one year on top of her.

She is a princess of the country.

"Fulse. What do you mean I'm gonna eat you? Isn't it rude to say that at our first meeting?"

"Okay, ah?"

Lynne soon realized who the person in front of her was.

No, how could he not recognize that iconic person?

"K-Your Majesty?"

Princess 3: Elendil von Exileon.

Lynne had also seen her in Ludger's class before, so she immediately lowered her head.

When he saw the princess, he was very surprised and shouted, 'Don't eat me,' so it's not strange to hear her say something about dirty words.

However, just as Lynne was about to lower her head, Princess Elendil stopped her.

"No, it's okay, it's okay. You don't have to do that."

“T-but...”.

"It's my fault that I surprised you in the first place. And this is Soren. Did you forget? Everyone is the same in Soren. You and I are the same."

Listening to Elendil's dignified words, Lynne opened her mouth with 'eh' without even noticing it.

He had not expected to hear Soren's ideology from the princess' own mouth.

Apart from that, Elendil only focused on shaking off the leaves on his body.

"Oh, but why is His Majesty in this place...?"

"I told you not to call me Your Majesty. You're a freshman, right? Then just relax call me Elendil casually."

"I-i?"

"Because it's more convenient for me. I had no intention of acting insolent with my status in Soeren from the very beginning. Did you say your name was Lynne?"

"Oh? Do you know me?"

"We took a spell-shipping class together. I have a good memory."

"You're amazing."

"Well, that class is really unique. I remember most of the students in that class for craving my memories so much. And you're pretty flashy too."

Is he talking about his hair color? Lynne smiled shyly.

She never thought she would get the attention of the princess because of her hair color.

"So why are you hanging around here late at night? Didn't the teachers warn you?"

“Yah... well, that....”.

Despite her embarrassment, Lynne honestly explains why she moved alone that late night.

After listening to the whole story, Elendil opened his eyes wide.

"What's? No one woke you up? Isn't that too much?"

"No. It's still my fault that I fell asleep."

"No! I can't just let it go. How could they do such a dishonorable thing? I'll say something to the librarian soon after—”

“M-more than that! What are you doing here?"

Lynne hurriedly changed the subject because she thought it was complicated on her part.

"Oh, you mean me? I'm still in charge of finding and sending back students who haven't returned to the dorm. Everyone must be very noisy right now."

"Uh ... Aren't you a student too?"

"You don't have to worry. I moved with permission."

"Oh so."

"Anyway, hurry up and get back to the dorm. Oh, if you keep going down this path, there are other professors, so if you go back to the dorms through this path, they won't see you."

"Oh yeah! Thank you!"

That was when Lynne was about to leave while bowing her head…

Grrr.

Strange sounds rang out in Lynne and Elendil's ears.

If they had not misheard, it must have been the sound of a savage beast.

“...Lynne. Stay back."

Elendil glared at the darkness and took out his staff.

There was a pair of red eyes floating in the darkness. It came slowly towards the two of them.

The streetlight showed a werewolf underneath.

"...I didn't think werewolves were real."

"That rumor isn't fake?"

"Why are you so surprised? You were also surprised the first time you saw me."

"Well, it's because anyone would be surprised if you suddenly emerge from such darkness!"

"Anyways, this is a big deal."

The werewolf in front of them did not look weak at all.

The eyes glaring at them clearly consisted of killing intent.

Lynne and Elendil pretend to be tough, but they're actually terrified.

Still, as students of Soren, if they can't do anything…

"-Side."

At that moment, there was a powerful flame in the air.

The high temperature flames engulfed the werewolf and burned his entire skin.

Fwoooosh's!

The werewolf rolled on the ground, shouting.

Perhaps due to the beast's instinct to dodge the fire, he did not die from a direct attack, but his flesh and fur melted away from being unable to dodge the blow.

The wound also recovered quickly, but it was enough to buy time.

The eyes of the two women turned to the place where the magic was cast.

There stood a man.

Lynne shouted her name without even realizing it.

"Professor Ludger!"

Ludger Chelysie's.

She was wearing a black suit and a black skirt suit, still neat and stylish.

Ludger's icy gaze moved away from the werewolf and turned to Lynne and Elendil.

Ludger opened his mouth to the two people who were engulfed by such a spirit.

"Lynne's... And Elendil von Exileon."

"Yes!"

"Yes, Professor."

The two waited for Ludger's next words, feeling lucky he had come to their rescue.

"Five penalty points for both of you."