I stop in front of the exit of the president's office and look back towards Cyrus.
"─ Hey Mr. Cyrus, it's your job to raise a brave man to be a teacher at the College of Braves. Wherever I am relocated, I will do my best to raise the eggs of the brave men I meet there. That's what I hold. - So, how long have you been doing that and clinging to things when you're in power? You don't grow brave the way you do."
That's what I said, and now it's time for me to leave the president's office.
But then...
─ ─ Dogowong!
There was a roar.
I turned around and Cyrus was swinging his fist down on the chairman's desk.
A fist gathering the power of Cyrus' brave men is cracking the ceiling of a wooden desk.
The boys students behind them were surprised and frightened by that Cyrus leopard freak.
Cyrus, with a blue muscle on his forehead, said, staring at me hatefully.
"... Fine, Brett. If you only insist that the way you educate is right, prove it."
Cyrus should have been a teacher at the College of the Braves in the past, more than he did on the board of the Association of the Brave.
In that slight remaining pride, a crack may have entered.
But...
"Prove it."
I twinkle like that.
Because I wanted to do it if I could prove it, but I thought it would be virtually impossible.
But Cyrus, hearing my twinkle, smiles with a niggling grin, even in his angry expression.
"Well, I'm not letting you hit me on the run. You know that in a year's time, the most powerful new brave decision will be held in this king's capital, right? And get your godson into the war. Kukuku... I'll be looking forward to seeing how far you can go in a place where you don't have all kinds of educational facilities"
Saying so, Cyrus laughed with a loathsome face.
When I heard that, I thought it would be.
I mean, here's the thing.
Let my godson compete in the strongest newcomer brave decision in Wang Du in a year.
So if my godson is going to beat the students of Wang Du, I have to acknowledge my prowess as a teacher.
It was straightforward and easy to understand for Cyrus' suggestion, and I liked it a lot.
That said, this one hasn't even met a new godchild to raise yet.
There's a lot of handouts even without it again, which means it's an overwhelmingly unfavourable playing field against me, which is why Cyrus has confidently presented it.
But even with his ass there, it was only visible that he would be scolded for being a hipster or something fleeing the battle.
Then... I asked Cyrus.
"By the way, if you win that battle, is it also something good for me?
"Hmm... right. In the unlikely event that your godson wins, you will return to the King's capital, but say what you want.... Except you did all that insulting to me. When you fail to deliver results, you'll be quite prepared."
I caught it.
Overwhelmingly a battle on unfavourable terms over here, but I guess that's why Cyrus also vomited the words of his chronic heart.
By the way, even if Cyrus kept this promise, if my godson did well in the strongest newcomer brave decision, the result would be exposed to the public.
The Strongest Rookie Brave Fight is an open tournament, like a festival held once a year in King's Capital.
If you get results on the spot, you won't be able to move facts as you please with Cyrus.
"Okay. Remember what you just said. - See you in a year."
I hung up on Cyrus, and now it's time I walked out of the chairman's office.
The day after that...
I mean today.
Or earlier.
Having lived in the dormitory and had little luggage, I was in a boarding carriage stop leaving Wangdu just yesterday after finishing the necessary preparations.
Alma, a coworker female teacher who came to drop her off that far, had her hands on her hips with the appearance of being frightened.
"So, Mr. Cyrus, did you blow the fight? You're gonna do a hell of a job, Dr. Brett."
Alma is an elderly female teacher with excellent style.
The vermilion hair is clustered in ponytail and the larger glasses look great.
There seems to be a fan club among the boys, but one can say that insecurity is the type of attraction.
Me and I are the ones who slap each other lightly.
I give words back to my colleague's female teacher.
"It was that way that I sold the fight first. Being hit unilaterally doesn't suit your sexuality."
"So, do you have a chance?
"Well. I don't even know what kind of students I teach yet. - I'll do what I can."
Alma sighed loudly when I answered that as I shrugged my shoulders.
"Ha, it's iron free...... but I'm Dr. Brett, so can't you help it? ─ ─ In the meantime, if anything happens, please contact my contact information on the call magic device. I'll talk to you about it. I'll let you know if anything happens from here."
"Ooh, thank you."
That's what I said, and the boarding carriage was time to leave.
I wave to Alma as I rush to the carriage.
See you soon, Dr. Alma.
"Yeah. See you later, Dr. Brett. - Oh, and can I just say one more thing?
"What the fuck?"
"Idiot. Think about how we feel."
"... Huh? What the hell is that? This is a big part of my life. Can you even think about the feelings of your colleague's teacher?"
When I answered that, Alma uttered a cute "beh" tongue.
I got in the carriage, wondering what the hell was going on.
─ And it was now after that.
The carriage, which left the Wang capital some time ago, is now also about to escape the rural areas and move on into the deep woods.
"... ha. Totally, what a college of brave men for."
In the carriage, I was bogged down again.
While I don't think it's a good idea, I don't think I can do it without spitting it out a little bit.
What does the College of the Brave exist for?
Such a thing is written first if you look at the words of the creation of the College, but I even imagine that it has now become famously innocent.
The significance of the College of the Brave...
To speak of it, we will need to reconfirm it once again, because of its relationship with the "brave" and the "demon king".
It seems the battle between the "brave" and the "demon king" has been going on for hundreds of years now.
"Demon King" is what monsters are born with mutations.
The monsters who became demon kings lead the monsters under their command to attack mankind and try to destroy mankind.
On the other hand, it is we - the "brave men" - who have the power against such demon kings.
A brave man would mean, to put it bluntly, "people with paranormal powers that are not in the ordinary".
It is said that brave men are born in the midst of mankind in a proportion of about one in dozens.
Even normal people who are not brave can't fight if monsters to the extent of goblins are opponents.
But compared to brave men who can exercise magic and fight using paranormal physical abilities, the combat ability of ordinary people is known to be high.
If we say that even if dozens of ordinary men with weapons gather together, they will be lightly embellished by one brave man with bare hands, the more powerful the brave will be?
But that is also true if you are a warring brave man with enough experience.
In immature brave men, they only have a degree of combat power that is not significantly different from that of a regular person.
The Demon King's side, by the way, is also pinky in its strength by pre-mutation monsters or by individuals.
For example, Goblin Road, where Goblins have become Demon Kings, is enough to defeat even immature braves in some cases.
But if the dragon also becomes the Dragon Lord who became the Demon King, it becomes a disastrous bucket of things about whether a veteran brave man can win even if he becomes a bunch.
That's why the battle between the demon king and the brave - monsters and mankind - continues every day around the world.
The battle is always won "at the end of the day" by the human side, and the Demon King is taken over.
Otherwise, mankind would be doomed by now.
The existence of a brave man who loses his life in the previous phase of that "at the end of the day" will never be exhausted.
An immature brave man challenges a powerful demon king while immature, and falls into retribution.
To minimize such tragedies, the "College of the Brave" was founded about three hundred years ago.
The College of the Brave was born to nurture the brave men, the hope of humanity, with care, safety and efficiency.
I agree with that philosophy and intend to educate the immature braves as much as I can.
"I don't know."
I get bogged down again, watching the view outside.
In modern times, where only a few years have elapsed since the founding of the College of the Brave, there have also been some downfall events, such as the Cyrus-like one that scorns its philosophy to the advantage of its breadth.
I don't know what's more inevitable than being a human-run organization, but...
Well, it's an itch, but it's not a question of how I can do it.
All I can do is raise all the godchildren I'm in charge of, and I think that's what I'm supposed to do.
That's why I had my thoughts on the eggs of the brave men who would be my godchildren in the workplace I was headed to.
What kind of them is that and how is it most desirable to teach them?
I patterned it and simulated it in my head, and I laughed.
"... what are you doing if you haven't even met them yet?"
Damn, I thought educational idiots were a good place.
The carriage into the woods, rattling and shaking, is nevertheless on a connected path.
It will take about a week from leaving Wang Capital to reach the village, which is your new place of work.
I thought you were bored for a while.
On the evening of the third day after leaving Wang Capital, the incident occurred.
The riding wagon I was riding ran into a monster on the road.