Legend
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That day, Ray takes a glimpse of that room before exiting the place he had made his room all winter.
(No, isn't it always my room? Stigma attacked me.)
I turn my gaze to the room again, thinking about the battle that took place on a winter night.
After that battle, Ray ended up moving to another room.
Fortunately, there were several other vacant rooms in the staff dorm, so I guess I was lucky that Ray never had any trouble with the room.
"Thank you for your help."
Tell him that briefly and leave the room.
Erinde, the school director, told me ten days ago that today is my last day as a teacher.
This means that today's class will be the last.
About two months after Ray was hired by this cadet school as a teacher. There was a lot of noise about Stigma in the first half of the month, but after that, I was able to have a peaceful day without any particular disturbance.
… but I doubt that I can calmly describe a daily mock fight with S-class students.
(No, it's calm enough for me not to be targeted for my life)
Though stunned by his wavelength, Ray came to the stables of the staff dormitories.
It was a stables that had twice been destroyed inside by Ceto, but Ray had properly compensated for the repair costs.
The Duke of Quent told us that when we let ourselves out, Ray was attacked by Stigma, especially in the second case because of our own lapse, and that Seto was to pop out of the stables as a result, but he shook his head sideways at the words and refused.
Sometimes I didn't have trouble with the money, and I was the one who bothered me about Seto, so when I only pay for the repairs myself.
Ultimately, on the part of the Duke of Quent...... Erinde, its proxy treatment to be precise, was also convinced that the cost of the repair was to be paid for by Ray.
"Grrrrrrrrrr!"
Seto, who felt Ray come, snaps his throat gladly as he sees Ray entering the stables.
If it was when Seto entered this stables, the surrounding horses would undoubtedly have made a scene, but if we lived in the stables together for nearly two months, the horses would also get used to Seto.
I guess it's also a big deal that Seto didn't take any offensive attitude towards the horses.
Now you understand that Seto is a cheap opponent for a horse...... but still does nothing without getting involved from himself. I have a relationship where I don't sneak up on God who doesn't touch me.
... Seto wanted me to play with him if I could, but that was totally desirable.
"Sa, seto. It's my last class, and I'm coming with you today."
"Gru!"
To Ray's words, Seto squeaks with joy.
Ray had sometimes taken Seto to mock warfare before the Stigma case was cleared up.
Sometimes I wouldn't take them on some days, but now I take them to mock warfare at a rate of one day every two days... no, more than that, about two days every three days.
That's all Seto asked Ray for with his circular eyes that he wanted to be with Ray, and because Ray didn't hate being with Seto at all.
... Most importantly, the students of the three and four year S classes were forced to fight Seto more than once.
Because of this, the students' fear of Seto has also faded considerably, and some of them have fallen into Seto's adorability.
Still not reaching Ceto popularity in the Guild probably has something to do with fighting Ceto after all.
I could not deal with Seto as cheaply as the inhabitants of Gilm could because I knew that when I fought, I was overwhelmingly stronger than myself.
"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
It was such a setup, but I guess I'm still glad to have someone to play with now, even though I was scared at first.
Ringing his throat at in a good mood, he goes with Ray to the gym... not to the ground.
Because there is hardly any snow left, and you can exercise normally even on the ground.
... In normal years, it will still take a while for the snow to completely disappear and the ground to be usable, but because of the good weather, the ground can already be used this year.... was supposed to be.
In fact, Ray was right to use magic to force snow to melt for this day, and even more so to allow ground to be used using terrain manipulation, a death-size skill.
It was somewhat unscrupulous, but I convinced Erinde that it was for his last class.
For that reason, when Ray and Seto arrived at the ground, the students there had the appearance of all the - both three and four - S-class students Ray was teaching.
There are other appearances of Grink, who is in charge of Ray's support in class, Samarun, who is in charge of supporting his life, and even Erinde, who is also the school director, and of Marca and Koan, naturally.
(Maybe Saldart's somewhere too)
Ray hasn't seen Saldart since one of Stigma's cases.
Rank S Adventurer...... that's also a Rank S Adventurer who specializes in ranged attacks. It was Ray who wanted to make arrangements if he could, but Saldart's would no longer show up as if he'd read Ray's thoughts like that.
(Most likely, I'm a Rank S Adventurer, so I'm usually just busy.)
Given Saldart's character, Saldart's treatment is somewhat lighter in the lay, as is his character.
Either way, I'm not here right now, so I open my mouth by deciding that I have no choice but to say anything more.
"Well, this is how I got my three and four year S classes together, because today will be my last class."
When that word leaks out of Ray's mouth, everyone goes out of their way.
Many people insulted Ray at first, but I fully understand that for the students here now, Ray is a strong man in a place beyond our reach.... No, you are right to describe it as being made to understand.
I've been in mock warfare with my opponents almost every day for the last two months or so. Naturally, if that were the case, it was true that the students' strengths were several steps higher than before winter, and many wanted Ray to stay here as a teacher if he could because he could feel it.
... some of them mourned that they could not see Seto's adorability, and others missed Ray even when they liked him.
Ray continues his words as he hears the stirring around him.
"The content of the last class is extremely simple.... all of you, me and Seto"
The words that came out of Ray's mouth give rise to a greater blurring than earlier, after a moment of silence around him.
It is the non-students, starting with Erinde, who are watching the bluff in silence.
Because I already knew what a mock fight would look like in my last class.
I disagreed with a lot of things when I initially heard the story, but in the end, Ray's opinion came to pass.
"Calm down. How much power you guys have put in the last two months.... Show me that. If you can only imitate pity, class S is a substitute for you. Be a soldier around here, not a knight or an adventurer."
It was an obvious word of provocation, but its effect was so exerted that it was no more.
There is a struggle in most of the students' eyes.
... Some of them had a frightened look because they knew what Ray was capable of, but it was still true that most of the students were motivated.
"All right, then get your weapons in each hand. You've dealt with everyone this way since your first class.... Well, it was one class at a time, so today is the first time that two classes are simultaneous."
While listening to Ray, each of the students takes a weapon for mock warfare.
Originally, there were no weapons for mock warfare that could be used by all two classes at the same time, but Ray had asked Erinde to prepare them for this case.
Ray also, as usual, holds a simulated spear in his hand and shouts out loud.
"Come on! Show me your power!
Using that as a starting word, the battle begins: Ray and Seto vs. the S-classes of three and four years.
The first person to come to Ray is a man who is said to be bloody among the three year s classes.
I'll give Ray a blow with a Hulbert in my hand, and wave loudly.
"I'm telling you every time. You're a big swing, so it's easy to see where you're going."
Ray's swinging spear pattern is overwhelmingly quicker to reach the man than Hulbert is swinging down.
For a man, you'd want to say that the size of the swing is not why.
That much, overwhelming speed.
The blowing man involves and falls a woman who was about to approach her hand with a long sword from behind as it was.
"Don't panic! Everyone, follow my instructions! There's no point in launching sporadic attacks on Ray against his opponents! Collaborate! Collaborate! Three-year students will attack four-year students without delay! No matter how many rays, you can't see everything around you!
Insula's voice echoes around him, and the students who hear it follow his instructions and launch an attack on Ray.
"Hmm? Sure, that student named Insula is arrogant... I think that's what made him a nobleman in a bad way"
Erinde, watching the mock fight, squeaks as impressed.
If you were a student named Elinde's known insula, arrogance would have seeped out when you gave orders to people like that.
That was right on the nose. There were people out there who didn't obey orders, or there was a slight time lag in obeying them... but I don't feel any such arrogance in my current orders.
"Ray has been beating me up for the past two months... and I think he broke my stretched nose."
To the words of Grink, Samaroon snorts too.
Samaroon, who is a magic instructor, not a mock fight, but because he felt that the students' consciousness had clearly changed a few days after Ray came to the cadet school.
"So is Ray, but Seto is going to be amazing inside."
Marka's words set the gaze of those who watched the simulated battle toward Seto.
There was a figure of a man being blown away by all the spears in his hand with a blow to the tail that Seto waved.
At the same time, the long sword wielded by a woman challenging from the front to Seto is played lightly with a sharp couch... the long sword's body breaks in the middle.
"Wow, a Griffon couch... no, I'd take it for granted if it were Ceto, but still..."
"... it is a source of concern even for me that weapons replenishment has become more frequent since Seto joined the mock. But normally, I can't imitate fighting Griffon like this, so I know it's a cheap expense."
To Samaroon's words, Grink groans with a sigh of breath.
As a simulation instructor, I am very pleased that students were given the opportunity to fight Griffon, but the budget was not infinite but finite.
Seto doesn't want to be fatally injured against people, and he doesn't want to be seriously injured, but it doesn't work against weapons either.
Weaponry for mock warfare is scratched, not just by Kutibashi, but even by a nail-based blow.
Given the area alone, Ray, who uses the same mock weapon, is better decorated than Seto.
While talking like that, the students are driven one after the other into a state of non-combat.
And twenty minutes after the start of the simulation war... it was Ray and Seto standing on the ground... and with their legs together, but barely insula.
"This is the place"
A glimpse of the students falling to the ground and unable to rise due to fatigue and pain, Ray continues his words.
"Compared to two months ago, you guys are definitely getting stronger.... However, as you can see from Seto, it is also true that there are more than you can imagine in this world. … one last farewell, let me show you another interesting thing"
That's what I told him, and it was Erinde who pointed Ray's gaze at him.
With that gaze turned, Erinde nodded back to Ray with a slightly unintentional look, although he had been told the story in advance.
Having confirmed that, Ray gets his gaze on what the students will do... no, they will increase their magic.
The effect of the Crescent Moon Ring had made it possible to cover up magic, but still frightened the students without being able to hide the overwhelming things felt from Ray... At the next moment, Ray's body was wrapped in something red, and most of the students who saw it slipped out of their hips.
The only insula that stood was the same, and some more saw Ray wrapped in the red armor of the Flaming Emperor, many unconscious.
"This is the power of the dimension you don't know. It is possible that you will soon be fighting a man with this much power. Expect to build strength so you don't get confused then"
Thus, Ray's last class in this cadet school ended.