I Became The Indolent Young Master Of The Academy

“Student Ruid has arrived.”

“Then yes. “That guy, Ollie… what?”

President Clifford lifted his head from his papers. I took off my glasses.

“That damn top came?”

“That’s right.”

Clifford was quite taken aback by Phenicia’s words. In an instant, memories of the past flashed by.

-‘I am also responsible for not being able to stop it, so I will share the punishment. Just expulsion, please…!’
-‘If you divide expulsion, it’s expulsion. Do you want to be expelled too? ‘He’s an unusual guy.’
-‘…Please at least give me a fair trial! Expulsion without a disciplinary committee is against fairness!’
-‘Hey, look at this bold guy. Who said they wouldn’t open it? Open it, don’t open it. It’s just that the result is fixed.’
-‘What kind of trial is held with a fixed outcome?’

Since he was bothering me so much, I said something.

-‘Then, you idiot. ‘Let the victim sit down.’
-‘yes…?’
-‘I don’t know if the victim, Louis Christopher, supports the perpetrator. ‘Could it be possible to change the determined results?’

“Huh… I saw a dry tree branch and told them to pull down a huge tree. I never thought they would actually do it. It’s a miracle, it’s a miracle. In this case, should we praise the branches or criticize the giant tree that was uprooted without any sense of purpose?

“We should curse the person who gave the absurd order to pull down a huge tree after seeing a dried out tree branch.”

“Ugh, raising a daughter is meaningless. “It’s meaningless.”

I had no intention of participating in this disciplinary committee. As president of an academy, it is a crime to waste time on something with an obvious outcome.

However, if Louis Christopher appears, the story is different. Recently, the person Clifford was watching with the most interest was Luid.

That’s why Clifford raised that heavy butt.

“That damn top, what on earth are you thinking?”

“Of course it’s forgiveness, right? Forgiveness is a noble virtue.”

Clifford said, looking at Phenicia who was opening the large door of the president’s office.

“You’re sick.”

He turned his back and walked away. Phenicia, who was looking at the back, followed along and grumbled as if it was absurd.

“What are you complaining about again? “That willingness to forgive is just beautiful.”

“What’s so pretty about a guy that looks like a protruding rock!”

“Ha, President. It’s not good to hate only one side too much. “As president, you have to be fair.”

Clifford stopped walking when he heard those words.

He nodded to Phenicia and said as if he was dumbfounded.

“I haven’t done anything yet?”

“I thought you were going to do it soon! “You spend half your day swearing at Ruid students!”

“what? “When did I do that!”

‘Count Clifford’ arrived just this morning. If you mess up, you will be expelled and sent back. I muttered for four hours in response to the Duke of Windsor’s reply, ‘Just look at my son’s face.’

Phenicia had over 100 things to say, but she barely held them back.

“It’s turning people into villains. I’m fairer than anyone else, bitch!”

He shouted and walked briskly towards the chairman.

**

This was the first time Clifford saw Ruid in person.

Luid, called the genius of the century.
The fact that such a person graduated from the Imperial Academy was itself a great advantage.

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So, I recruited them with the ridiculous condition that ‘you don’t have to take classes’.

Of course, this decision was Clifford’s ability, but regardless of my rational judgment, I personally did not like it very much.

It was also my fault that I did not have a face-to-face interview when I enrolled.

Anyway, Clifford’s first impression of Lloyd was this.

‘Huh, if you get crooked, you’re the one who will ruin the world twice.’

It was an amount of magic power that even the eyes of Clifford, the president of the academy and one of the great wizards, could not fathom.

If it had ended with that one thing, I wouldn’t have thought about it this much. A black sphere was seen near Ruid’s heart. It was so black that it looked as if the heart had been pierced.

That pitch-black color was the first time Clifford had ever seen it.

If you collect all the mana in the world and compress it, will a color like that come out? I didn’t know, but one thing was certain.

‘Genius of the century? ‘Hmph, you are my student now.’

Right now, I was one of 1001 students. He was someone who had to be guided, and Clifford had an obligation to lead Ruid properly.

Clifford said as he lifted his clairvoyance.

“From now on, we will start a disciplinary committee on magic use cases. The investigator in charge of the case must speak.”

Detective Gilbert, a third-year member of the swordsmanship club, stood up holding a document.

“The responsibility in this case is simple. “This is an incident in which Catherine Ovillian got into a heated argument with the victim who was eating, and when the victim did not respond strongly, she became angry and preemptively attacked with the third level ‘ice pistol.’”

Gilbert flipped through the papers with a tired face.

“During this process, the victim coped with the application of Gravity, a much higher level magic, but only used it for self-defense. “There was no fault in the process.”

Gilbert put down the papers. He said with an annoyed face.

“Respected Judge. Catherine Ovillian not only terrorized the innocent victim, but even afterward, she refused to acknowledge her guilt and attempted to evade responsibility. The crime was very serious, as they made a surprise attack on the victim without even holding a cane. Hereafter, please seek justice from the Imperial Academy by expelling the perpetrator, Catherine Ovilian.”

After finishing his remarks, Gilbert sat down.

The president said while looking at Catherine.

“Catherine Ovillian speak out.”

“….”

Catherine bowed her head and said nothing.

Cold gaze.
Pressure and tension.
A feeling of despair that the situation will not get better no matter what you say.
Because all those emotions weighed down Catherine.

“Catherine Ovillian.”

Clifford called once more.

“Catherine Ovillian.”

There was still no answer. Clifford declared while looking straight ahead.

“I will judge that there is no room for excuses. Then, the disciplinary committee concludes by expulsion of Catherine Ovillian…”

Catherine’s eyes were dying.

“I have an objection.”

Ruid stood up.

Clifford looked sharply at the sleepy-eyed Luid.

‘You damn top bastard. It just caught on. ‘I don’t know what you want.’

Inside, he had a sinister smile, reminiscent of a warlock.

‘It won’t work out the way you want it to.’

“Did you say you had an objection?”

“yes.”

“It has to be a proper objection. “If it was for the same reason-.”

What should Ruid do? It was an expression like that.

“I will punish you by cleaning the president’s office for a month.”

Ruid didn’t even blink.

‘That kind of thing, if you wave your hand once anyway…’

“Of course, magic is prohibited.”

Ruid felt his life was in danger.

His sleepy expression became quite serious.

“Speak up.”

After Clifford finished speaking, Ruid spoke calmly.

“The use of magic is prohibited at the academy, but only when it is offensive magic that harms others is it severely punished.”

Ruid looked at Gilbert and blinked slowly.

“I understand that simple life magic ends with a light penalty point.”

Gilbert was renowned for his investigative skills rather than his swordsmanship skills. He was nicknamed ‘Gilbert of Truth’ because he always saw through the essence.

He was embarrassed now. He looked at Luid with tired eyes. Because he was the younger brother of his boss, Amelia Windsor.

I’m thinking about whether I should do it right or give it a moderate amount.

“Gilbert, if you become an investigator and lose to that bastard, I’ll assume you don’t have the imperial recommendation letter you promised.”

Gilbert immediately looked at Ruid and poured out a stream of liquid water.

“The magic used by Catherine Ovillian is ‘Ice Pistol.’ In the case of a wizard, it is so powerful that if hit without a barrier, it can kill you. Additionally, the victim is called ‘lazy Ruid’ within the academy. Although the barrier is an essential routine for wizards every morning, it is highly likely that it is an act aimed at exploiting the weaknesses of the victim, who is well-known for being lazy. Above all, Ice Pistol is clearly an offensive magic. “It’s not life magic.”

“That doesn’t take my level into consideration.”

Ruid was confident.

“To me, 3rd level spell magic is not even at the level of everyday magic.”

“…!”

It was an arrogant remark.
But no one could refute those cheeky words.

“And they say it was the third level, but it was only a shell and the substance was poor. The composition of the magic and the quality of the magic power were at the first level. No one dies from that. Even if I got hit, it was a bit refreshing and at the level of a horse.”

“Such nonsense…!”

Gilbert raised his tone.
He calmed down his excitement and spoke calmly.

“Nothing changes. “The fact that Catherine Ovillian used magic on people is important in itself.”

“You don’t get expelled for shooting water droplets at a passerby.”

“So, it’s not a water drop, it’s a third level magic!”

Gilbert was frustrated. Rather than feeling frustrated with Ruid, I felt frustrated with myself. There is definitely a loophole, but I can’t say what it is.

“It’s the same even if you exclude my level. It would have stung a little if I had shot it at a passing member of the public, or Sir Gilbert.”

Ruid lowered his eyes darkly.

“Are you doubting my magical qualities?”

“….”

Gilbert closed his mouth. He was a member of the swordsmanship club. A knight couldn’t cast a spell on a wizard and fall.

But Gilbert couldn’t back down from this.

I couldn’t waste my precious letter of recommendation on something so absurd.

It was the moment to object.

“And I will write the letter of recommendation.”

Gilbert immediately turned around and looked at the president.

“As the victim said, rather than intending to cause harm, Catherine Ovillian simply expressed her anger in consideration of the victim, who was known as a genius. Please weaken the punishment…”

“I think you should be expelled?”

“I cancel. As expected, the nature of the crime is very bad…”

Clifford sighed.

“Thank you, you idiot.”

“yep.”

Gilbert sat upright with his arms on his knees.

Clifford looked at Luid with mysterious eyes.

‘This guy uses quite an intelligent way of speaking.’

Ruid did not deal with Gilbert only with logic. He spoke using his status as Confucius and the title of genius. That was the fault of Gilbert’s inability to mount a counterargument.

‘Hehe, he’s a fun guy after all. Then how about this?’

But Clifford had no intention of letting Ruid do whatever he wanted.

“good night. Accept the objection. But, you tell me. Ruid. “What kind of punishment do you think should be given to Catherine Ovillian?”

In this case, it is not important what kind of hierarchy magic was used. What was important was that it had been less than a month since I had been warned not to use magic at the entrance ceremony.

Therefore, it was necessary to take measures that would make anyone aware that magic should not be used carelessly.

I only chose it because the easiest and fastest way to convey that was through expulsion.

But what if Ruid claims innocence?
This is a clear disregard for his authority, so he will be made to not only clean, but also take classes. I was planning on giving character education at close range.

‘No matter how genius he is, he’s still a kid in the end. There’s no way we can come up with a result that everyone can understand.’

It was much more difficult than expected to impose an appropriate punishment according to the gravity of the crime.

A genius who has never tried to understand others can never come up with a reasonable answer.

Clifford was confident of his victory.

“Tell me. If you argued that expulsion was excessive, then of course there would be an alternative. Or are you just claiming innocence?”

“I never said expulsion was excessive.”

“what?”

Clifford narrowed his eyes.

“Then why are you here?”

“Because I’m weak.”

“…are you weak?”

“Expulsion is too weak. “You offended me with your poor magic.”

Haha, Clifford laughed. I never imagined I would come up with an answer like this.

“Say it with your own mouth. “Is there a stronger punishment at the academy than expulsion?”

‘Not much. ‘There are so many.’

It means nobility.
Even if they died soon, their pride was more important to them.

And Ruid only said he would prevent expulsion, but he didn’t say anything about weakening the punishment.

He said, glancing at Catherine, whose pupils were shaking greatly.

“I suggest that you go to the Magic Feast, bow down and apologize, and then have him work as a waiter for a year. “Of course, unpaid.”

Clifford could not believe his ears.

And asked carefully.

“…Is it possible that the Ovilian family was in enmity with the Windsor family?”

Meanwhile, Gilbert was astonished.

‘How can they be so cruel!’

‘Magic Feast’ was a restaurant where only commoners worked.
No matter how Ovilian he is, he is a noble. Not only did the arrogant noble lady bow down and apologize to the commoner, but she also made her work in the restaurant.

And it’s unpaid!

‘I’d rather be expelled…!’

If nothing else, Gilbert thought that unpaid work was excessive.