Chapter 6.4 (2/2)

Arhan’s summon, the key, quickly tried to stop its master from sealing the fate of the future soldiers of the empire, but Arhan refused to listen to it. The key then began thinking of how to stop its master, but its master blew away that thought with but a single word.

[Dragonscale armor.]

-…Master, are you crazy? You actually want to take that thing out when you aren’t even going out to kill a dragon?!

The dragonscale armor. It was a sign of someone who killed a dragon, and it was something that was crafted out of the scares of a dragon.

It was the ultimate armor that could not be taken care of by a normal human. It was said that the only sword that was able to make a dent in the dragonscale armor was the dragonslayer, the sword that was said to have had been created by a dragon’s teeth and bones.

There was only 200 times the key took out this armor from the imperial treasury. This seems like a lot, but when one considers the history of the empire, it was quite little in reality. In fact, Arhan himself had only used the armor about four times.

[They are worthy of seeing its use, don’t you think?]

Arhan pride himself in the fact that he didn’t act out as much as the other professors did. Normally, he was like a beast that roamed the battlefield. What would happen if the man went serious here?

-…Do what you want.

The key gave up on trying to stop him. Arhan wouldn’t kill the students. No, the students probably should be able to take his attacks.

“Hahaha! Be proud, for I shall use… Nn?”

The moment Arhan tried to use his full power, he felt a small poke on his hip, and turned around.

“I want to play as well. May I?”

There was a boy who seemed to be about ten next to Arhan. But Arhan frowned when he saw the boy.

“To think you’d just take the tastiest bit, you’re too much.”

“Hahaha, but haven’t you played plenty till now? Let me enjoy myself as well.”

Arhan sighed lightly, and stepped back.

“Hah… annoying old man.”

“Haha, that’s how it goes. You become more annoying the older you get.”

When the boy smiled at Arhan and stepped forward, the entire student body came to an abrupt halt.

“A kid?”

“…Who is it?”

When the first and the second years turned to look at Nerkia, the council president hesitantly answered the question.

“You wouldn’t know since he never really showed himself, but… this is professor Muam.”

“The contractor of the spirit king!”

“The master of water!”

“Isn’t he supposed to be over a hundred years old, though?!”

“He’s a hobbit. Has a baby face as well.”

“But this is still too much! Wait, since he’s a hobbit, isn’t he supposed to look like this?”

“Haha, you’re all making me embarrased.”

Muam simply smiled wisely as he watched the confused students.

“He seems nice…”

“Cute, too…”

The students became hesitant after seeing Muam’s smile. Looking like a ten year old was a cheat!

“You idiots! Do you want to lose just because of his looks? Have you forgotten what our original goals were? And this person is… he’s someone hand-picked by Nicerwin himself!”

“Haha, dear king.”

Muam ignored Nerkia’s shouts, and began talking to the void.

“Dumba.s.ses! There’s no way Nicerwin’s professor would be normal!”

The third years immediately got ready for battle. At the same time.

“Let us enjoy ourselves just a bit.”

The king of water descended unto the human world.

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