Disguised As A Teacher In Magic Academy

Chapter 5 - Knights of the Cold Steel

I have seen it clearly.

The sight of the knights wearing white armor running through the snowy field and jumping onto the carriage one by one…

It was a movement beyond human capability.

They are strong enough to chase a running horse using both of their legs and can break rocks with their strength.

It was a knight.

They were knights in charge of the steepest part of the Axile Empire.

“Aaaaaaah!”

"That's the Imperial Border Guards! Everybody, run!"

"Help me!"

Screams ******sounds everywhere.

If the Border Guards, which consisted of elite members had already displayed its presence, the result was clear even without seeing the conclusion.

It took less than a minute to end after the Border Guards started acting.

That's how the train attack ended.

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'Is this over?'

Knights of the Cold Steel guarding the Border region.

The name of the border region guards did not sound scary, but every individual was a very competent knight, as it consisted of people operating in the rugged and cold Arette mountains.

I decided to go back to car number 403, and it still looks fine.

I sat in the chair I was sitting in before the attack.

The messy interior of the carriage and the shattered walls everywhere seemed to prove the fierce fight he had been through.

It became like that because of the defensive magic circle engraved on it, but if it was an ordinary carriage, it would have already slipped and fallen down that cliff.

"All the robbers have been secured, so please calm down, everyone. The train is coming soon, so please wait a minute."

The Knights were seen walking around the inside of the train to calm the passengers.

In fact, even though they survived, they were all people who were in the first class carriage, protected in the safest place.

It was hard to find any survivors in the other carriage.

No, it is more accurate to say that everyone has been exterminated.

It's a pity, given the small number of people on the train.

"But I'm glad we got rid of all the *******."

The Knights have killed all the bastards who attacked the carriage.

It was an extremely fruitless result after bringing along a large number of magicians.

'Ah, I'm the one who killed the witches.'

It's not the time for me to worry about it.

The train arrives at its destination immediately.

As we passed through the snow-white mountain range, fresh plants and trees began to be seen here and there.

The thin ice mountains disappeared and were replaced with vast plains.

And behind the horizon, I could see Leathervevelk, one of the metropolitan cities in the Axile Kingdom.

'That's big.'

Although it was still far away, the majesty of the city was so majestic that anyone could see it from a distance.

Tower-like buildings towered into the sky, factory chimneys spewed endless white smoke, and huge flying boats paddled among the clouds dyed by the sunlight.

On the river banks throughout the city, there were many mechanical boats made of clockwork and brass, and steamers came and went quickly in between.

It was the result of magical techniques, which were made possible by combining advanced mechanical techniques with magic.

Civilization has reached a technological era similar to what is often called "SteamPunk".

"Now it's not too surprising."

Still, the strange feeling created by the culture shock caused by the memory of my past life cannot be erased, no matter how hard I try.

I was quite surprised to find that I was born as a baby in this world after dying in an accident in my previous life.

That was 27 years ago.

The years seem to pass quickly.

This world is a unique world in the era commonly called the Victorian and Belle Epoque era, with the addition of magic, non-human races, and monsters.

It would be better if I arrived in the world of one of the games I used to play, or one of the novels I liked... This is a different world that not even in my memory there is no connection to anything I know.

"Are you okay?"

As I was sitting quietly in my chair and gazing at my approaching destination city, someone spoke to me.

When I turned my head, I saw neat black hair at the entrance of the half-destroyed cabin.

Is she the Knight woman who saved me?

He looked at me with a worried look.

"You may have been hurt by the****** a while ago..."

I immediately shook my head.

"No, thanks to the help of the Knights, I'm fine. I have little to think about."

"Ah, I'm glad to hear it."

Her appearance as she smiled as she stroked her chest with relief reminiscent of a blooming rose.

Now that I think about it, she's pretty. He had smooth looking skin and flawless white armor, and his contrasting black hair further accentuated his powerful image.

He was a good person without a hard personality.

If he wasn't like that, there's no way he'd come and greet me just because he's worried about me.

He seemed to have a good knight soul, as he had become a member of the Knights of Cold Steel, and since he looked young, it meant that he had great talent as well.

I thought that he was living in a different world than me.

"My name is Veronica DeVille. What about you?"

Deville…

I've heard that name before it was said that DeVille is a prestigious family that produced many famous Knights in the Empire.

"I…"

Chooo chooooo───!!!

As I wanted to name my name, the train honked to announce its arrival.

I naturally shut my mouth, and Veronica turned her head as she looked out the window.

"Oh, we're finally at Leathervelk."

The train slowed down and stopped completely at the train station.

The train station outside the window was crowded with people.

Apparently, they came to see the train after hearing that it had been attacked. They looked at the appearance of the partially destroyed carriage and chatted amongst themselves.

Police stepped up and built a wall to keep people away, and journalists were seen trying to get close to the victims who were still on the train for information.

As expected of a large city, Leathervevelk had been crowded from the very beginning.

"There are so many people, I think the news has spread."

"No problem."

It's none of my business anyway.

My sorrow is only because the train that was supposed to be heading straight for the capital had to stop at Leathervelk due to an unprecedented attack.

However, there was no way to get a refund for the ticket I had already paid for, so I had to get down from there for a while.

Creaked.

At that moment, the door opened violently, and uniformed police entered.

'What happened all of a sudden?'

"Esteemed passenger, please wait in your seat and do not leave. We have something to check."

"What the hell is going on?" Veronica asked.

"My name is Veronica from the Knights of Cold Steel, I want to ask you what really happened."

"Oh, so you are a Knights of Cold Steel. It's nice to meet you. I'm Officer Remlus of the Leatherk Metropolitan Police Department."

"Yes, Officer Remlus. I'm glad to meet you. So what's up?"

"I heard there was a train attack on the border of the Arette Mountains before the train arrived."

"Yes, right. We're handling all those robbers."

"Thanks to the hard work of the Knights of Cold Steel, we received reports that all the bandits who attacked the carriage had been repulsed, but something was not clear about that."

Something unclear?

Those words make me nervous. The situation turned strange.

When I think about it, something bothers me.

"Although there were magicians among the attackers, the magically protected Magic Engineering carriage should not allow attacks easily."

"Yes you're right."

"It is clear that this attack was carried out by someone not only from the outside, but also by someone from the inside."

"Well…"

Veronica widened her eyes in surprise.

But then he nodded and agreed to those police words.

Such an assumption had no flaws from the start.

I actually met a man disguised as a railway employee and those who had removed the magic protection spell from within.

Because of them, the******** can easily get on the train, and the passengers on board are killed.

"I don't know if you've identified the bodies. I am only trying to identify the passengers on the inside as there may be people involved with *******. No need to worry. We'll send back those who have been identified immediately."

"Ah, so."

Veronica smiled with relief and looked back at me.

Her smile was full of relief, but cold sweat instead flowed profusely behind my back.

'They're gonna check my identity? And in a situation where I take off my camouflage mask?'

I touched my face calmly with the tip of my finger.

'Yes, I'm sure it's not covered with a camouflage mask right now.'

'I'm in trouble…!'

I had boarded the train as Gerrard, a wealthy merchant in his mid-40s.

Obviously, someone named Gerrard will be on the passenger list.

It was fine, but the problem was on my face.

How can one believe that my natural face without whiskers or wrinkles belongs to a man in his mid-40s?

'…What should I do?'

I didn't participate in the attack, and I was just a passenger caught by the robbers in the incident, but I'm not sure they'll believe me.

Gerrard is a fake identity to hide who I really am.

False identity is a crime in any country.

I would be lucky enough if I was just hanged, but if I was believed to be involved in a situation suspected of being****** as such, I would most likely be cruelly tortured.

I wouldn't have faked my identity in the first place if I were a normal person.

'What should I do? Do I have to run away like this?'

'It's impossible to escape.'

There were Knights of Cold Steel in the carriage, and there were even soldiers from the Empire outside of the carriage so there was no possibility of escape.

When I try to escape from there, my neck will fly without being able to hold on for a minute.

Escape is the worst option. However, if I remain silent, they will be able to know my true identity.

I tried hard not to show my anxiety.

Meanwhile, the police carrying the passenger list documents handed over the papers.

They tried to check the people on the train one by one.

"What room do you occupy?" He asked me.

"… Room 403. It's my ticket."

I calmly pulled out the train ticket from my inner pocket and showed it to the police.

He flipped through the paper as soon as he knew that the ticket was not a fake.

"Let's take a look. number 403. Uh. There goes. Two passengers stayed in the cabin. Ludger Chelysie, a man in his mid-20s, and Gerrard, a man in his 40s."

Then he lifted his head and looked at me silently.

It seems like he's going to ask me why I'm alone when there should be both of us.

"What happened to the others?"

"...He was swept away by the explosion that occurred during the attack. He fell off a distant cliff in the Arette Mountains."

They would not even be able to find his body because he had fallen from that terrifying mountain cliff.

My words made the police show a more suspicious expression.

I clenched my fists, and I desperately held my poker face.

'I'll get caught. I'll get caught if it continues like this.'

But even so, I can't think of a proper way to get out of that situation.

There are a lot of police and soldiers outside. The police blockade is very strong.

'Rescape? It was impossible from the beginning.'

And the other problem was Veronica, the woman flapping her white robe in front of me.

She is the woman who cut off the top half of the head****** a moment before.

He did not hesitate to kill people.

He treated me with a smile for now, but when it was revealed my identity, he would be the first to draw his sword.

Considering his ability to join the Knights of Cold Steel at such a young age, he was definitely more intimidating than the police outside of the carriage.

That's when all kinds of thoughts swirled around in my head …

Veronica, who was paying attention to the current situation, stood beside me.

"Wait first. He's not a suspect."

"I'm sorry?"

"He fought against ******* before the Knights of Cold Steel arrived. I saw it with my own eyes."

"He's fighting them?" The policeman muttered in disbelief and researched the list again.

Then she nodded as if she was certain of something and looked back at me with a changed expression in an instant.

"So Ludger Chelysie was alive, and Gerrard was swept away by the blast."

…Oh?

'No, wait a minute. What did he just say?'

The expression of the attendant checking the list in more detail was tinged with astonishment.

"Oh? The newly appointed professor at the Soeren Academy?!"

"What's? He's professor Soren? You sure?"

Veronica opened her eyes wide at the words of Officer Remlus.

Seeing the reaction of the two as if it was a scene in a comedy show, I realized what was going on.

It was something unbelievable, but they believed that I was Ludger.

It was sudden, but I made a quick decision.

I immediately regained my composure and nodded.

"Yes that's right."

As I answered, I picked up the suitcase Ludger dropped before he died.

I'm glad that I kept it just in case.

"I'm Ludger Chelyise."