I Got a Fake Job at the Academy
chapter-87

C87: Daily life after the test (1)

One more chapter in a few hours.

For students, exams are often viewed as annoying events. In the midst of extreme tension, they burn their competitive spirit towards each other and they’re exhausted both mentally and physically.

However, just as the rain at the end of the drought was sweet, the sense of freedom that came when the three-day test was completely over was indescribable.

“Wow! It’s finally over!”

“Oh, I’ve had a hard time for three days.”

The freshmen who just entered Theon were very happy that they finished their first test and even the senior students felt a sense of freedom after the test was over.

“Hey, how was your test this time?”

“Don’t mention it. I think I’m screwed.”

“I hope my ranking is at least in the middle.”

“What are you talking about? The lower ranks will be close.”

Of course, the main concern of the students gathering around the school was the test results. How was the test, who did well, and which teacher’s test was the easiest and most comfortable.

If they knew which teacher’s test is reasonable, next semester will be aimed at completing the said teacher class.

“Curses are not my cup of tea.”

“I think I’m more suited to discharging magic.”

“Next time, I’ll focus on alchemy.”

Students who have passed the first test will now have a sense of urgency. Do they choose a class with a bang or a honey class?

“Mr. Merida’s test was good this time. It’s a theoretical part of drug manufacturing, and it was detailed.”

“Teacher Selina’s test was very simple. If you connect with a Spirit and sign a contract, you will definitely get a pass.”

“Hey, that’s limited to students who met basic requirements for taking the Spirit Studies class. People with low affinity can’t do it. I’ll just choose Golem studies or something similar.”

“I heard that certain maniacs are so good at Golem studies that it’s hard to get in the top ranks”

“Don’t mention it. There are so many people who are wearing glasses and just mumbling about the parts.”

There was a hot topic that came to mind among students while they were discussing this subject.

“Did you hear the news? I mean, Mr. Rudger Chelici test.”

“Yeah, I heard it was really hard”

“It’s not just that it’s hard, but I heard people couldn’t solve it properly even though it was an open book test.”

“Wow. Then was there something behind the scenes?”

“No, people said it was hard but rational. Anyway, it felt like that. In addition, the questions were given exactly from what they were taught.”

“Doesn’t Mr. Rudger teach manifestation?”

“Uh. It overlaps with Mr. Chris Benimore.”

Originally, Chris Benimore, who is in charge of the first grade, and Rudger Chelici, who is in charge of the second grade, never bumped into each other. However, as Rudger accepted to teach first graders, the two could not avoid comparison.

“How was Mr. Chris’ exam?”

“Don’t ask. We were tested in areas that were not taught.”

“Really?”

“I heard it’s a course that you can only learn if you’re in the third grade or older and I just made a hard bet. It was ridiculous, really.”

“Wow, that’s crazy.”

“Don’t even mention it. The test papers are full of jargon I’ve never seen before. You have to be able to use it even if you try to get a partial score. I really regret it. I should have just taken Mr. Rudger’s class. Did you take Mr. Rudger’s class?”

“Yeah. I was really lucky. Someone complimented me a lot on “Akashic Records”, so I just chose it half-heartedly, and it was awesome.”

“Hey, will Mr. Rudger teach you the source code magic if you’re in the top ranks?”

“If you consistently finish in the top five, you’ll learn complete source code magic.”

“I envy you. At least you still have an award that motivates you, we don’t even have that. What should we commoners do in this situation?”

Chris Benimore’s class was authoritarian, dismissive and contemptuous of the common people, so was not very popular with the students. With the exception of a certain few students who benefit from him, Chris’s class is of the kind that is both terribly difficult and irritating.

For students who took the class because of their high grades, they had no choice but to sigh every day in a class that was completely different from what they imagined.

“I will definitely take Rudger’s class next semester.”

“That’s not going to be easy”

“Why?”

“There are a lot of competitors. They would all stand in line to attend Mr. Rudger’s class. He even rarely selects assistant teachers unlike other teachers.”

“Really? I have to take the manifestation class next semester, how do I do it?”

“You have to figure it out.”

* * *

In a large office decorated with ornate ornaments Chris Benimore checked the questionnaire in his hand and soon twisted his face ferociously.

“Rudger Chelici…….”

Chris Benimore didn’t know how to cool off his anger when he saw the test questions that Rudger had given this time.

[Mr. Chris. You did a great job giving the test questions. Here, take this!]

Elisa Willow the president suddenly appeared and gave him a test paper but before he could ask what it was, Elisha smiled at him.

[Chris, you’re in charge of manifestation class, right? That’s why I’m giving it to you because I think it’ll be helpful for the next exam. You don’t have to say thank you.]

Chris Benimore immediately recognized what the test questions the president handed him were, or, to be exact, whose.

Rudger Chelici.

It was the questions that the hateful man gave in the first test. Rather than wondering why it was given to him, his eyes were faster to scan the contents.

Chris Benimore is also a wizard who explores the truth. It was natural to wonder what questions a teacher other than himself asked.

Chris Benimore, who looked through all 20 questions in 10 minutes, was forced to crumple the test paper with strength in his hands.

“Damn it!”

He realized why the president handed him the test paper.

“Do you want me to emulate the exam questions that Rudger Chelici gave?”

How can he not know the intentions contained in the president’s words?

This is a test paper that was handed out openly to ‘refer to it’.

From the fact that it wasn’t just a test paper made by an old teacher, but a new teacher who was appointed at the same time as him it was obviously the president’s insidious intention to blatantly check their side, which favors aristocratic students.

‘Damn it! Why do I, the eldest son of the Benimore’s, have to suffer like this?’

Chris gnashed his teeth, unable to contain his anger. He grew up as an aristocrat, learned magic, and was an elite of the empire. He even became a teacher at Theon Academy, a top educational institution that fosters wizards responsible for the continent’s future.

There was a family behind him, but he would not have been able to come this far if his skills were not good enough.

Chris was proud of his accomplishments. He was convinced that he would be one of the pillars of the era but the blatant comparison with someone else was an unbearable act for him, whose pride was soaring in the sky.

No, he was okay with the comparison but he was upset that the results were not what he wanted.

‘You’re comparing a fallen aristocrat to me?’

The President’s tone even seems to say that he was clearly below Rudger. If she wasn’t a higher-ranking wizard than himself, Chris would have been spoken back. But most of all, it was Rudger’s test that made Chris Benimore angry.

He didn’t want to admit it, but the problems Rudger created were of a very high level.

“Is this a problem created by a fallen aristocrat?”

He was really angry for another reason.

As soon as he saw the problem of Rudger Chelici, who had ignored and looked down on it, he admitted it to himself without realizing it. The fact that he recognized the person who was supposed to be under his feet, not anyone else, left a big scar on Chris’ pride.

“Rudger Chelici……!”

Chris Benimore chewed out his name.

He didn’t like him from the first time he met him and after the bet they made under the pretext of the students’ duel he hated Rudger more than anyone else in the world.

‘I’ll make sure you’ll pay for this humiliation’

Chris was thinking of the Magic Festival day when he was going to defeat Rudger in front of everyone.

To do so he had to find his weakness so Chris Benimore communicated with his family through a magic crystal ball.

“It’s me.”

* * *

Rene walked down the street with her lunch box. Originally, he had to eat with Erendir after the test, but Erendir, who ruined the test, became depressed and left her alone.

‘I hope you get well soon.’

She was worried about Erendir and since her exam was over, she thought that she could relax a little but she met the aristocratic gang, whom she did not want to meet.

“So there I… … uh?”

Moreover, the other party immediately recognized her and smiled. There were two men and two women and she didn’t especially want to meet the rogue-looking man with drab blonde hair.

Santoni Oatmouth is the descendant of a count and he has been vindictive since he confessed to her a while ago and was rejected.

“Who is this? A commoner who lives with a very proud and noble taste, right?”

“…….”

“Oh, what? You’re not going to accept my greeting? I’m disappointed.”

Instead of answering, Line tried to avoid the gang, but Santoni blocked her way.

“……Please get out of my way.”

“What? I can’t hear you well.”

“Are you still holding a grudge for having confessed back then? You are so narrow-minded and don’t deserve to be an aristocrat.”

Rene also responded harshly. In the first place, she wasn’t the type to bow down. She got into a fight with Dunema Rommli on the training ground for actually saying what she had to say.

“You, you…!”

When Rene revealed his dark history, Santoni grimly face distorted.

He glanced around. In the first place, this neighborhood is near an artificial park where few people come and go. Before long a sadistic smile lingered on his face.

“Follow me.”

“What? What is it? Let go of me!”

Santoni grabbed Rene by the wrist and dragged her into the park. Rene resisted desperately, but the difference in power couldn’t be made up.

In addition, other students with Santoni laughed, saying it was fun to see her in pain.

“Isn’t it the job of the nobles to educate the cheeky commoners?”

“What are you talking about?”

Santoni, who dragged Line to a place where no one else would come and pushed her. Line collapsed weakly on the floor, and the lunch box in her hand rolled around on the floor. Her lunch, which had been kept inside, spilled on the floor.

Rene raised her eyes at Santoni.

“……Do you know what you’ve done now?”

“Wow, look at these eyes. Do you still not understand the situation you’re in?”

“…….”

Santoni expected Rene to beg in front of him, tremble and apologize. Contrary to his expectations, however, Rene glared at him venomously. Facing her unshakable eyes, Santoni felt as if he had become a loser.

Suddenly, he was fascinated by her appearance and remembered when I was dumped.

“How dare you raise your eyes at me?”

She was a dirty commoner but he treated her a little nice because she had a smooth appearance and now she was arguing with him.

“That’s why commoners need education.”

Santoni pulled a cane from his waist and aimed it at Rene.

It was the moment when magic gathered on Santoni staff.

“What are you doing?”

Santoni hurriedly turned his head at the sudden voice. There was a man with his arms folded and his shoulders leaning against a tree in the garden, pale-looking skin, sharp eyes and dark blue hair.

Santoni, a nobleman, recognized who he was at once.

“Sir Freuden Ulburg?”

Although he is a sophomore in Theon, he is the leader of the noble faction, a man who is both awe-inspiring and a symbol of fear.

“Sir, why are you here?”

“That’s strange. I asked a question first and I haven’t heard the answer yet.”

Freuden eyes went back and forth between Rene, who fell on the floor, and Santoni, who pointed a cane at her.

“I’ll ask again. What are you doing?”

His voice was as cold as ever.