I Got a Fake Job at the Academy Chapter 136

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◈ Chapter 136 Framework (2)

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An awkward silence lingered in the classroom.

As I stared at her in silence, Flora was confused, blushing.

“Oh, no. So this… … !”

“Did I get confused?”

It seemed that the conversation wouldn’t proceed if left as it was, so I spoke in defense of her.

“Swing. I must have been confused for a moment.”

“I made an unanswerable mistake.”

well, that’s it

I immediately thought of the framework, a magical technique that uses magical power to construct [source code] on the palm of your hand.

In an instant, a spell consisting of pure white lines was created.

Flora Lumos’s pupils dilated when she saw it shining like crystal.

“Are you okay?”

I belatedly recalled Flora Lumos’ peculiar constitution.

Did you say that you feel magical power through a different sense? As a result, if it was excessive, it seemed that his legs would loosen up and feel confused without realizing it.

It was similar to the so-called ‘Stendhal Syndrome’.

At my question, Flora took a deep breath and nodded.

“Fine… … Oh.”

“Then I’m glad.”

Saying so, I handed out the framework to Flora.

“Put your hand here.”

She flinched for a moment, as if she had remembered her earlier mistake, but then held out her hand as instructed.

As soon as the pure white framework touched her palm, it disappeared like snow melting in the sun.

“This is a framework… … .”

Flora murmured as if the feeling of the framework permeated through her hands was amazing.

It must have been quite a strange feeling to have hit the body directly.

“With this, the transfer is over. When you’re done with your business, let’s go out.”

“Ah, I… … .”

“What is going on?”

“At that time, there is a technique you showed in the teacher’s private laboratory, right?”

“at that time?”

“That, when I passed out.”

Her voice was a little bit embarrassing, but it was creeping in.

I remembered when Flora spoke of that time.

“Are you talking about the Klein bottle?”

Klein bottle.

Unlike the existing magic formula, which was drawn as a 3D picture, it is a technique that has been expanded to a higher level.

After all, the Klein Bottle Ceremony itself has no magical meaning.

It’s just the result of an experiment I made to see how far the mysterious power of magic can go.

“Why are you asking that?”

“There was something else I was trying to make besides that Klein bottle magic spell, right?”

“It looks like you secretly saw what was written on the board at that time.”

At my words, Flora glared at me in a slightly ridiculous way.

“No, how can you not see it being painted so openly?”

“Even so, it is impolite to look at it. It’s me, so I’ll get over it, so be careful with others.”

“So what is the name of that magic formula?”

“Is that what you mean?”

Perhaps what Flora Lumos was talking about was a magic technique with a more expanded concept beyond Klein’s disease.

On the surface, it appears to be made up of two cubes, but in reality it is a much more complex 4-dimensional figure.

“The Tesseract. I call it that.”

“The Tesseract?”

“By another name… … Yes, it would be more accurate to call it a supercube.”

Of course, even if I said this, you wouldn’t understand. It must be a difficult concept for people of this era to understand.

However, Flora Rumos asked me with a slightly trembling voice, perhaps realizing that the name alone was an unusual magic.

“What kind of magic is that? What are you going to do with it?”

“well.”

At that, I blurted out the words.

The Klein bottle and the Tesseract. This is just a study.

How far the mysterious power of mana can be applied, and how far it can be expanded.

A study to find out if it can interfere with the 4-dimensional space-time beyond the 3-dimensional present.

The research on the supercube was a question toward that question, and through the Klein bottle, the answer to my question was decided to be ‘yes’.

So, what am I going to do with this answer?

The answer is… … It was already in my mind.

However, it is impossible to honestly tell the student in front of me.

“It will be a quest into the unknown.”

Right now, that’s all I can do about it.

“… … That’s Okay. If you don’t want to talk, don’t talk.”

Flora replied in a slightly sullen tone, as if she didn’t know that I was flirting.

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“Anyway, since I got what I deserved, I’ll just go. take care.”

“okay.”

“Ah, by the way, I mean the kid named Line.”

Flora, who seemed to be leaving right after holding her hand on the doorknob, asked me with only a slight turn of her head.

“Did you and the teacher know each other?”

“You mean me? Why do you think so?”

“I just thought it was something like that.”

“It’s just that. It’s an unmage-like answer that always needs to be analyzed.”

“… … So you know, don’t you know?”

“I am a new teacher who has just arrived here. There’s no way I knew the freshman who entered this time from before. Was that a good enough answer?”

“Yes. Oh, and the last one.”

Looking at the last one, was this actually the main point?

“What else are you curious about?”

“Teacher, aren’t you saying you’re not feeling well?”

“body? What are you talking about?”

“You’re really okay, right?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

I replied because I really didn’t know, but Flora still didn’t stop looking at me suspiciously.

In the end, it was Flora who raised her hand first.

“… … I asked something. Pretend you didn’t hear it.”

Flora shook her head as if she had asked something wrong. Her hair fluttered softly.

Flora immediately left the office.

Why do you ask if you’re not feeling well? Are you trying to bring me some healthy food?

‘I don’t know what the hell you asked me for.’

When I checked the clock hanging on one wall of the teachers’ room, I felt sorry for myself.

‘this. It’s already time like this.’

Flora Lumos suddenly came and unintentionally consumed a lot of time.

I hurriedly left the office.

It was time to return to Durmang Kingdom.

* * *

“It’s been a while since this country.”

Rudger, who had finally reached his destination after a long train ride, muttered as he looked at the scenery unfolding before his eyes.

Has it been five years since the bloody night incident?

At that time, I was active mainly in the city of Jebodang, so it was actually the first time I came to such a remote village.

“This is true.”

Indeed, Hans let out a deep sigh.

“Why do you have to come to me?”

“Because you are the right person.”

“What do you mean?”

“Wasn’t it your job to gather information?”

When Rudger asked that, Hans muttered, “That’s true, but,” as if grumbling.

Hans was quite confident in his intelligence. It’s not just limited to one city, it’s because its influence reaches all countries.

But even so, it wasn’t here.

“no. Do you have anything to pick up here?”

Hans looked disapprovingly at the ruins of what had once been the most beautiful village.

Roteng, which was completely destroyed by the great fire, could no longer be called a village.

The charred marks were all erased after a long time, but on the contrary, there were dense plants that had not been touched by humans.

Vines and moss covered some of the remaining debris. In the meantime, the endless sound of grasshoppers resounding.

It was like looking at an old ruin.

Hans didn’t think he could get anything out of a place like this.

“Isn’t it still there?”

“There is, what is it?”

“Survivor.”

It is said that all the villagers died in the Great Fire of Roten, but there are actually three survivors.

And one of the three still lives around here.

“If you knew, wouldn’t you just come alone?”

“Isn’t it lonely alone?”

“Are you serious?”

“Move.”

“… … Whew. Let’s do it.”

Rudger and Hans walked through the thick, waist-high grass.

Originally, the footpath that was supposed to lead to the village had been abandoned for a long time and was blocked by all sorts of plants.

Rudger lightly stretched out his hand, and the wind blew and opened the way.

Rudger and Hans searched through the ruined town of Roteng.

However, all that could be seen was densely grown grass, and the survivor was nowhere to be seen.

“older brother. Isn’t that survivor thrown out somewhere else? I can’t find it no matter how much I look for it.”

“no. That would not be it.”

“Why are you so sure?”

“Look over there.”

Rudger raised his hand and pointed to one side.

A shabby hut was seen on the outskirts of the ruins. It was so small that it seemed safe to call it a warehouse.

Unlike other ruins full of vines, that house was the only one that was as clean as if it had been touched by someone.

“I see you live there.”

“uh? are you really there weird. Why didn’t I see it?”

“It was hidden. So that no one comes to us carelessly.”

“yes? What do you mean?”

Hans, who was puzzled, saw Ludger walking first and hurriedly followed.

Arriving in front of the cabin, Rudger knocked lightly on the door. But there was no answer from him.

I grabbed the rusty handle and carefully pushed the door open.

‘Isn’t it locked?’

When I opened the door, a strange smell wafted from inside.

‘This is the smell of oil painting.’

Rudger, who has been active in various identities, also had his own knowledge of art. He recognized that the smell was that of the pigments used in oil painting.

The inside of the narrow cabin was filled with sunlight streaming in through a window that was pierced on one side. The ventilation was not good, so I could see the fluttering dust.

Rudger looked at the paintings that filled the walls and floors.

All were landscapes painted in oil.

“Why do you have so many pictures?”

Hans looked around inside and realized that there was barely any room to set foot on, and his face turned a bit tired.

“Are there no people there?”

“Right.”

Rudger closed the door again.

It was confirmed that there were people living here, but it seemed that they were away right away.

The car was contemplating whether to wait for the owner to come or find out where it had gone.

Rudger lifted his head slightly and headed into the distance.

“older brother? What’s going on?”

“That way.”

“ok? no wait! Let’s go together!”

The reverberation of magical power faintly felt from afar. Rudger walked slowly after it.

The magic power flowing through the wind was not that far away.

On top of the hill adjacent to the back of the village.

On a high hill overlooking the now-disappeared village, a man was sitting still and drawing something.

“older brother. I hope that person… … ?”

“It looks like you’ve come to the right place.”

That person is one of the survivors of the great Rotene fire.

Rudger resumed his stopped steps.

As the distance got closer, I was able to take a good look at the man’s appearance.

The frail-looking man in his thirties was wearing shabby clothes with paint stains everywhere.

However, the most eye-catching thing was the black eyepatch draped over both of his eyes.

‘Were you blind? But all of the cabin paintings had brilliant colors and beautiful shapes.’

Even though I approached to check, the man did not give me a glance at this side. There is not even the slightest reaction.

It’s not acting or cheating. He was truly blind.

Rudger climbed the grassy hillside where the wind blew down and stood close to the man.

Bassrock.

Perhaps hearing the sound of stepping on the grass, the man who was painting stopped brushing.

“A guest has arrived. What are you doing in a place like this?”

“I’m sorry if I interrupted your drawing.”

At that, the man smiled faintly and shook his head.

“no. After all, it was the car I drew most of the time.”

At that, Rudger glanced sideways at the painting. Surprisingly, in the canvas, the ruins spread out at a glance at the bottom of the hill were intact.

“Can you see everything?”

“no. I just felt it. A smell that blows in the wind. sound of bugs. The energy of nature that touches the skin. Even if you can’t see it, if you live for a long time, you will naturally come to know it.”

The man said so and slowly arranged the painting tools.

Rudger calmly waited by the side.

“Thank you for waiting. It’s a long-awaited guest, so I’d like to treat you to a cup of tea… … That must be difficult because my house is so messy.”

“Okay.”

Rudger shook his head and looked for a suitable place to sit.

However, there was no room to sit around except for a moderately sized rock on which the artist was sitting.

Tung.

Rudger stomped his foot lightly. Then his ground rose abruptly, and he made a place to sit.

Rudger sat there appropriately.

“… … Were you a wizard?”

The painter looked a little surprised, as if he felt that Rudger had used magic.

In response, Rudger laughed.

“Isn’t that also your mutual friend?”

“Peach general? What do you mean?”

Only Hans, who was quietly eavesdropping, did not understand.

“That painter is also a wizard.”

“… … You noticed. you’re right. I am also a wizard.”

The reason why Ludger was able to follow the traces of him who was drawing here in the first place was because of the magic he exuded while drawing.

It was for the same reason that Hans couldn’t find his house.

Because he hid the house through magic.

“I didn’t know that one of the few survivors of the Rothen fire was a wizard.”

“I am not at the level of bragging about being a wizard. It’s just that I learned a little bit over my shoulder.”

“For things like that, he knew how to put magic into his paintings. It’s something you can never learn by ordinary teaching.”

“It’s a skill I learned naturally after drawing for a long time. So, may I ask why a great person like you came here?”

“Do you know about me?”

At Ludger’s question, the painter shook his head.

“no. I don’t know who you are.”

“But why did you look at me and call me a great person?”

“Even if you can’t see it, no, because there are things that feel more certain because you can’t see it.”

He was staring at Ludger in the form of a black eyepatch.

“The energy felt by riding the wind. A strange power that holds. And nature is talking. A hero who solved a terrible thing that happened in this country a long time ago.”

“I didn’t know you even had affinity with spirits.”

“Let alone the contract with the spirit, I can only hear a little bit of fragmentary voices. It’s not something I would call grandiose.”

“It is the same with this one. In the first place, I am not a grandiose person to be called a hero.”

The painter went straight to the point.

“So what did you come here for?”

“The Great Fire of Roten.”

The man flinched at Ludger’s direct words.

“I heard there are survivors there.”

“yes. I am that survivor.”

“A total of three, including that one.”

“… … .”

You knew that too. The face of the painter wearing an eyepatch said so.

“Did you come to know that?”

“Who are the other two survivors besides you?”

Soon the sun was starting to set. The setting sun burned over the ridge, and the world was dyed vermilion.

The wind blew from the west. A cool breeze that contains the chill of the night.

The shadows of the two sitting face to face stretched.

“I wish I could tell you.”

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