11 – Episode 11 There were no children who beat parents.

The manager groaned.

His two pupils quickly recite the information written on the paper.

“Is this all solid information?”

“Yes that’s right.”

“Did you cross-validate?”

“Two or three times.”

At the word certain information, the manager’s expression darkened even more.

If you look at each one separately, it’s not much information, but when you look

at it all together, it gives off a strong feeling that the warlocks of this

anti-force are preparing something.

First, the manager decided to send all the information to the intelligence

department.

“All of these to the intelligence department—”

It was then.

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Kwaaang!!

Transformation happens suddenly.

The door exploded.

What can be seen through the thick smoke are familiar faces.

3 The director said to the manager.

“Manager, they are warlocks.”

The black magicians, the masters of turn information, attacked.

The manager shouted sternly.

“All ready for battle.”

This is the hideout of the bottomless pit prepared by the Ministry of Magic.

The fact that such a large number of black magicians came into such a place is

in line with the rumor that black magicians set up a siege in this area.

At the command of the manager, the 3rd director and the deputy directors

swallowed dry saliva.

Without a moment of confrontation, the black magicians rushed in a surprise

attack.

Befitting the name of the Ministry of Magic, the administrator, the third

director, and the deputy directors listed magic at length.

Dismissed!

At first glance, mana interlocks and draws a circuit. When the basic circuit of

magic was written in an instant and mana was injected, magic was manifested.

The manifested magic is an advanced magic explosion.

Quaang! And the magic that exploded right in front of them briefly broke the

war locks’ formation.

Aiming for that moment, the manager rushes in first and clears the way.

The manager’s hands were already enchanted.

Jigsaw Jigsaw!

Electricity wraps its right hand around the administrator.

The manager jumped.

Strikes the nearest warlock with his fist. The electricity moved to the

war lock’s body and turned him into an electric grill.

The fighting methods of the three directors, including the manager, and the

deputy directors were outside of the normal fighting style of wizards.

Use magic, but use it with your body. Although they appeared like magic

swordsmen, they did not know how to use a sword.

Wizards who fight by combining physical and magic are called here in the world.

‘Battle mage.’

Popping the warlock’s head with his hand, the custodian cast.

circuit comes to mind.

[Burningfire]

Due to the nature of the hideout, there was no confidential information that

would be helpful to the black magicians, but it was a hideout that had already

been discovered.

Just in case, the manager burned down the hideout.

No, it’s not enough to burn it.

“Director 3. blow it up.”

I ordered the 3rd director, who has a good knowledge of explosion magic, to

explode it without leaving a trace as soon as I got out of the hideout.

—Quaaang!

For a moment, a roar hit the air.

In an instant, beautiful flames soared to rob the gaze.

Explosion is an art.

Seeing the hiding place burning brightly, the manager let out a sigh.

“A lot.”

When he cleared the road, he saw dozens of black magicians.

the manager thought.

I should have brought the deputy minister here.

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…Meanwhile, the Vice Minister of Magic, Cadian, was writing a poem in the

middle of the day.

Originally, it would have been over soon.

It took some time to write it because I was worried that Her Highness would read

it and catch the pod.

Oh, the fact that the essay had two pages, unlike usual, was also the reason why

it took a lot of time to write it.

As I was busy moving my magic pen, the minister who came secretly said

something.

“Why did you give the assignment? Like an idiot.”

The minister scoffed at me, saying that I was earning my own money when I saw

that I was able to write one more chapter of the poem in return for giving the

assignment to Her Royal Highness.

Honestly, I can’t refute that because it’s true, but it was still unfair.

At the Magic Tower, or at least at the Academy, they handed out a mountain of

assignments.

What am I not able to pay?

“Pay while looking at the opponent. “Most of them are from nobles or commoners

who can ignore their protests, but who is your opponent?”

“You want to tell the princess.”

The minister smiled.

“okay. You are the first star of the Empire.”

The minister hit me hard with the clear truth.

“Still, the professor in charge has that much authority.”

The professor in charge had the authority to submit assignments to the imperial

family. It is the authority of the professor in charge to allow even a certain

level of corporal punishment when not attending class.

The minister said, ‘Is this guy crazy?’ eyes.

“If you really want to give an assignment like that, why don’t you go to the

Mage Tower and become a professor?”

“That’s right. Why didn’t I take the mage tower back then…”

Are you living a career like this?

My eyes vaguely recalled the foolish me of the past.

The reason I took up the government post instead of the mage tower or academy

wasn’t much, but there were some.

“It was a reason that was so special that I joined the Royal Guard.”

“ah. Let me reminisce about the past.”

-Are you going to go to the Magic Tower or get a government job?

-If you’re going to get a government job, I’ll make one for you.

The two options suggested by my father.

I chose this position.

“You don’t intend to go to the Mage Tower anyway, do you?”

“.I do.”

The minister knows me too well.

In the first place, I wouldn’t have even considered other options other than a

government job.

At that time, I had something I wanted to achieve by joining the Royal Guard.

It’s unfortunate that I joined the Magic Tower, but it’s the result of walking

the path I chose.

But… it was a bit disappointing though. If I could enjoy my youth like

everyone else…

It is an illusion that cannot be realized. I stopped thinking.

the minister asks

“So do you regret it?”

“no. I don’t.”

I shook my head at the minister’s question.

I even let go of useless thoughts.

“I will continue to write poems.”

If you don’t do this quickly, the work you need to do today will be delayed.

“Yes.”

The minister got up and went back to the minister’s office.

I looked at the poem and thought of the words to write inside.

“Um..but.”

One essay for one assignment.

This must be a very profitable thing to do, right? The thought soared out of

nowhere.

Why is that?

Excluding the restraint that goes to prison after being arrested almost

unconditionally if you are tried after 100 books of speech.

7 up to the disciplinary committee.

And until 100, there are 57 left.

To be honest, going to arrest after trial is a bit much.

There are 7 left until the disciplinary committee, so at least you won’t be

referred to the disciplinary committee within this week?

Of course, if I get disciplined by the disciplinary committee, my reputation and

reputation in the social circle will naturally be ruined, but in the first

place, I don’t go to social parties, so that doesn’t really matter.

Instead, wouldn’t the bureaucrats stand up as a group saying, ‘I dare not

entrust Her Highness’s education to such an inappropriate person!’?

Then, of course, I would be fired from the professorship, and a new professor to

replace me would be in charge of Her Highness the Princess.

‘Should I quickly destroy the remaining seven within this week?’

This is the devil’s temptation.

The demon of retirement and resignation whispers in my ear.

‘Do it, do it quickly. Then throw your resignation letter in the minister’s face

and run for freedom.’

My heart skipped a beat at the pleasant whispers that made my heart beat.

If you look at the reality coolly, even if you are fired from the professorship,

it is impossible to retire or resign from the Ministry of Magic, but your heart

is racing.

At that time, the communication port shone just in time.

‘ah.’

The reason that went somewhere for a while came back.

“This is Cadian, Vice Minister of Magic.”

The return of reason allowed me to escape the devil’s temptation. I saw the

person who contacted me through the communication port. If you are contacting us

during this time, please contact us for business…

[How are you?]

…Why is your father out there?

“Yes, I am fine.”

My face went dark in an instant.

I don’t think the relationship between the rich and the poor is bad. It’s just

that I guessed why my father contacted me like this because of something I’ve

done recently.

[I heard that you often write poems these days, is that true?]

uh… well…

how to answer this

To be honest, I wanted to say that it was composed of 70% lies and 30% truth,

respectively, but unfortunately, the fact that the news reached my father’s ears

was like saying that he knew everything.

A fact you know anyway.

Better to just tell the truth.

“Yes, that’s right.”

[Why?]

“I think it’s because Her Highness the Princess doesn’t like my classes.”

[Isn’t it because of the assignment you gave?)

hot.

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No, has it already been rumored?

I stared at the communication port with trembling eyes.

“Not necessarily because of that.”

It wasn’t a lie.

This time, one more poem was added because of the assignment, but even before

the assignment, he had to hand out one page at a time.

For a while the communication phrase was silenced.

I swallowed dry saliva. What are you trying to say?

[…I’1ll just say one word. ]

The silence was broken not too long ago.

[Your mother is worried. Be careful not to write a letter of appreciation.]

Father mentioned mother.

No, father… Mentioning mother hurts my conscience a little…

In front of parents who are worried about their children, even just a moment

ago, after being tried, they went to prison and even if they didn’t know about

arrest, salary cuts or suspensions, etc.

My conscience pricked my conscience when I remembered myself, who thought that

even moderate punishment was worth trying.

Even if I’m not just a filial son.

He was a child who had the ability to listen to his parents who were worried

about their children.

So, the resignation plan due to the letter of resignation was scrapped.

There were no children who beat their parents.

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