Unmotivated Hero's Tale

The three rush back to the fury they heard from behind. Then an old man, growing a long beard and dressed in white, hung his eyes up at the entrance to the room and stood beneath him.

"Answer me, what are you guys doing?"

"Uh, the"

Emily tries to answer, but the sword unwittingly bores her voice. The man in white ignored Emily and as he passed in front of the three, he sat down in a chair placed in the deepest part of the room.

"Shh, excuse me. I tried to talk to my teacher a little bit, and the room was vandalized, so we cleaned it up instead."

"Don't lie, lie. Probably the way you guys came in, this is the usual room. The pile of books and paperwork around here collapsed trying to get inside the room anyway, right? Lie a little better if you're going to come with it."

The man in white shut Rayce up, as he shrugged, as Rayce began to talk about the excuse he had come up with.

Excuse me.

"Hmm, you're our student from what I saw. I ruined this room. You're responsible for getting it back on track."

"No, Doctor. The first one was a mess in the room, so I think it's more cleaned up now..."

The man in white let his anger roll again, although Reyce disagreed unexpectedly with the man's orders, which had calmed him down a little.

"Fool. It doesn't make any sense if you guys clean up on your own and you don't know where I am. I'll tell you from here, you guys work with the acne."

That's what the man in white says, then relentlessly gives instructions to the three of them. Unlike when it was the first sea of paper trees, it was time to plug in the evening already, so tidy that the inside of the room could be seen differently.

Obviously to a different tidy room environment than before, when the man in white finally got in a good mood, he spoke to Emily, who stood closest to him.

"So, I'm Azwell von Senoch, but you guys came to see me?

"Yes. I wanted to hear what the teacher said."

Emily replied nervously and hastily to Azwell's words.

"What are you talking about? To be honest, I don't have the time to walk into a room on my own and give it to the kind of people who vandalize it. Well, some reflection, because you helped me. I need to talk to you for a second."

Emily told Azwell, in a somewhat restless mouthful, that she belonged to Principal Istarts' Semi, that there were rumors that magic students had recently been kidnapped, and that there were suspicions of fraud in the school's budget.

"Hmm. So you suspected me of coming to me. By the way, why did you think I was suspicious?

When Azwell looked around at the three and asked them to stare, Anna, who had a copy of the draft budget at hand, replied on behalf of the three.

"That's the... I got a list of budget proposals for each classroom. The professor's draft budget for the classroom stands out, so I was hoping you could show me the environment a little bit."

"You, show me that list for a second."

Anna got lost in judgment and sent Emily and Reyce a gaze, but she just nodded once that they both had no choice. Confirming the answer, Anna handed the list to Azwell.

"You guys...... did you really believe this list?

Azwell looked up from the list and asked the three of them.

"No, you know, I didn't totally believe it, but it was the material that was in the principal's office, and I was wondering if it was credible."

"Principal's office? Oh, Istarts' room. I see, I see the story in general. Oh boy, trouble again..."

When Azwell reached one sigh by throwing the list on his desk, Reyce realized from that statement that Azwell and Yui knew each other.

"Um, excuse me, does the professor know Dr. Yui well?

In that inquiry of Reis, Azwell affirmed the inquiry when he gave a slightly bitter look.

"Well. But he's not one of my godchildren."

"... Really? I've never heard that before."

In response to Reyce's response, Azwell opened his mouth as he snorted one.

"Well, where I knew it, I don't know what to say. Well, shall we return to that? Your actions are somewhat overwhelming, but let's take a look at this list and see if it's a good idea for you to come and find out what this is all about with your own eyes. It is only natural to explore the authenticity of information as an explorer. So let's ask you guys. After stepping into this room and looking at it, do you still believe in the contents of this list?

In response to Azwell's inquiry, Emily stared at Azwell and responded clearly.

"No, there's no expensive magic appliances in this room, and I don't think most of them are just paperwork, spending that much of their budget"

"Right. Hmm, in your opinion as a leader in life, interpret the information accurately and correctly. That's what it takes for you to be researchers, like me, to be military men like that idiot."

"Yes."

In response to Emily's reply, Azwell was satisfied or slightly relieved of his expression.

"Well, I don't know if I'll do as much as the cost of cleaning up my room for you. The woman with the glasses there, remember what's on this list?

"Yep. I've seen it many times before I got here, so I generally remember"

Nodding loudly, Azwell grinned niggardly as Anna affirmed Azwell's inquiry.

"Then forget about this list, and answer my question before you know it. Your gaze is fine, in my school, where do you think the classroom is spending the most money on the budget over the last few years?

In response to the inquiry, Anna hurries to think. And with all kinds of classroom names floating around in their brains, they disappear. Among these, the name of the classroom, which was recently built up to the lab and where the latest magic equipment was introduced, remained the last.

"... Warm Class, it is!

"Yes, but his classroom name isn't on this list. And there's an excessive budget in my classroom. That's what I mean. So, here's your advice. He's not a generous, clever man, like me. If you're coming to him like you're coming to me, be prepared."

When Azwell spoke that way to the three of them, they bowed their heads to Azwell and went out of the room after they had seen each other face.

"Hmm, you Lauryn idiot. I would do a little better if I were to. That's why every student notices. Don't you think so, Isterz?

Azwell's voice sounded in the room surrounded by silence with the three of them gone. And I put one breath down, and when the entrance door opened gently, one man came in the room.

"Ha, is that a prospect? Thank you for your time, Dr. Azwell."

"Well, it's still your business."

To Yui's voice, Azwell asked in dismay.

"Well, I didn't expect to break into the teacher's room that way... but I'm sorry my students seem to have bothered you"

"You don't think I bothered you anyway, do you? By and large you are a little too skinny. That vice has been your fault for a long time, but it doesn't seem to have been fixed at all."

When Azwell complained about Yui, Yui grinned as troubled.

"Ha, my ear hurts. I'm going to grow up somewhat too."

"Hmm, the hero of the Redemption, and now our principal? What the hell is Rheinberg thinking?"

Yui scratches his head unintentionally, thinking he's tough on what Azwell says and does.

"Heroes are just called around on their own, and the headmaster's position is just a decoration."

"Well, it doesn't matter what you plan. I'm busy researching. Totally with you, the Armad one, don't get me into too much trouble."

When Azwell said that in a sigh mix, Yui opened his mouth weakly.

"Without a teacher, the intelligence services in this country are not going around. But didn't the teacher ever really know that funds were being diverted in his own name?

"Idiot, I'm not interested in any information in this school. It's not the world I'm dealing with. I'm just doing this because you need information to find out what the world really looks like and the rest of the scum you don't use."

Yui smiled unexpectedly at Azwell's remarks, which seemed really uninterested in information in his area of life.

"Ha, sure. But I was relieved to hear that there was something even the teacher didn't know about the dark beneath the lamp."

"Yeah, but you're gonna make this up to me, right?

"Well, it sounds like you got some advice for my kids. Fine, I won't be helping you with your research for the next seven years, so give me a break."

In response to Yui's suggestion, for the first time Azwell grinned with a niggle, he took a piece of paper out of the drawer at hand and slipped it over his desk toward Yui.

"Fine. So let's do this instead of the contract fee"

"What is it, this?

In doubt, Yui took the paper and Azwell opened his mouth.

"The Warm one spilled it north, a list of magic techniques. It'll help keep them down, so take it. Anyway, after you sent those kids, you were thinking about stepping into him and suppressing them with the current killer, right?

"Did you find out..."

"I taught him the importance of information by souring his mouth so much, but he's the one with no growth. Damn, I'm wearing the Kreha one, but the Lord is so pathetic with my men."

Yui scratches her head twice as if weakened to the words of Azwell, who blames her for giving her stepdaughter's name.

"Ha ha, it's true that Kreha is just a subordinate of mine. Thank you, Doctor."

"Fair enough. Anyway, if anything happens to those kids, it's time to go."

"Yes, thank you for everything. Okay, I'll be back to help you. Bye."

When Yui leaves the room saying so, the classroom is once again engulfed in silence.

And when Azwell retrieved one of the materials at hand, he resumed his research as if nothing had happened.