Academy’s New Guard is Unusual - Chapter 83

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Episode 83
In the game, there were several things Evangeline obsessed over.
One of them was her younger sibling.
Evangeline had lost her younger sibling once before. That trauma made her cling desperately to anyone who resembled them.
It was the reason she was always attached to Andy.
Andy was small and diminutive, so she looked like a younger sister.
A bet involving her younger sibling would be significant motivation for Evangeline.
Moreover, Evangeline had just returned from a Rift with the Holy Power Attribute. What’s more, this Rift was C+ grade—half a rank higher than C.
The situation was ideal.
It was why I had proposed the wager.
The only problem—.
“Recovery!”
‘I didn’t expect her to use it right away.’
I watched the pure white light bloom from Evangeline’s hands and let out a silent sigh.
Compared to her boisterous battle cry, the display was certainly meager, but it was unmistakably Holy Power. The wound on my arm had started to close as proof.
The speed of healing was slow enough to make you yawn—pitiful Recovery work, but Recovery nonetheless.
“H-how—.”
Rosa’s eyes widened with shock. She was so startled that she toppled backward, chair and all.
The impact was understandable.
Anyone could see that Evangeline, who was clearly Lowest Rank, had just used Recovery—something Rosa herself had struggled to master.
And on top of that—.
“Rosa, sister? Call me your older sister.”
So I had to call her my older sister. Evangeline, of all people.
“N-no! That can’t be right!”
Rosa backpedaled in panic while Evangeline reached out, chasing after her.
It was like some comedy sketch.
But I was just as shocked as Rosa.
‘She’s already using Recovery?’
Evangeline’s Holy Power stat had supposedly risen, but it was still barely above the lowest threshold. I’d judged it impossible to use Holy Power immediately.
That was why I’d set the condition of “until the next lecture.”
Yet Evangeline had used Holy Power right away.
Even accounting for the motivating wager over her younger sibling, her growth rate was far faster than expected.
There could only be one explanation.
‘Hard Mode grants higher stat increases when clearing a Rift.’
It seemed Evangeline was benefiting from Hard Mode’s bonus.
“I’m a genius after all!”
I could understand why Evangeline was crowing so smugly.
By contrast, Rosa looked ready to faint.
Just then, the front door swung open roughly, and a man in pristine white clothes entered.
He was from the Academic Affairs Department. His name tag read “Calix.”
Calix slowly surveyed the lecture hall.
The classroom was in utter chaos.
Luna was using Curse while facing a wall, and Vivienne was toying with her Aura by herself.
Andy was drawing magic circles all over the corner, and as for Rosa and Evangeline—there was no need to comment.
Contempt flickered in Calix’s eyes as he took in the scene.
“I will now conduct a midterm lecture satisfaction survey.”
Calix spoke in a sharp voice.
I’d expected him at the earliest in the next class period, but he was moving today. Interesting.
‘So the Academic Affairs Department was really targeting this class.’
Using a Security Corps member as a teaching assistant apparently scratched the Academic Affairs Department’s pride considerably.
Beyond the open door, Nora and Hans were visible. Other teaching assistants stood behind them.
They all seemed to have come to watch the spectacle.
“Please step outside the classroom.”
As Calix handed out the Survey Forms, he looked at Leon with a twisted smile—the kind an assassin might wear after successfully plunging a dagger into someone’s back.
He seemed to believe he’d caught us off guard.
He had indeed moved faster than I’d anticipated.
Of course, I was pleased.
‘I don’t need to praise them anymore from next class on.’
Even for me, praising Lowest Rank students was considerably taxing.
I withdrew with a satisfied smile.
Leon, by contrast, looked extremely anxious.
He had the face of someone desperate for the toilet.
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‘I knew it would be bad, but this is serious.’
Calix, an Academic Affairs Department staff member, furrowed his brow at the chaotic lecture hall.
The classroom was an absolute mess. Desks lay scattered about, and students were spread throughout, each doing something different.
It was so disorganized that you’d question whether this was actually a lecture hall.
The department director’s words had been right.
Rotting shoots must be cut down immediately.
‘I was right to move quickly.’
Calix locked the front door firmly and turned to face the students.
“Please take your seats. The survey will be conducted in confidence. There will be no repercussions of any kind, so feel free to write down your honest thoughts.”
Calix smiled as warmly as he could manage while distributing the midterm lecture evaluation survey forms.
Just then, a student raised her hand. It was a girl with pink hair wearing oddly large glasses.
“I don’t have a pen!”
Calix found himself doubting his own ears.
‘A student without a pen?’
How was it possible that a student would come to a lecture without bringing a pen?
Even the Crown Prince carried his own pen.
The problem was—.
“I don’t have one either!”
“Me neither.”
“Kheh-kheh, I don’t have one either. I prefer writing in blood. Is that allowed?”
“I brought one, but Evangeline took it and lost it.”
“Andy! That’s so dirty!”
Every student had raised their hand. Not a single one had brought a pen to lecture.
This was something unimaginable at Elysium Academy.
As Calix reeled in shock, he remembered something he’d heard before coming.
‘A class assembled in order of the lowest entrance scores.’
He’d heard they called it the Trash Class, but the fact that not a single student brought a pen was genuinely astonishing.
‘This must mean the lecture was so bad that even these hopeless students didn’t bother preparing.’
Calix took the dark view.
It was clear that the lecture had serious problems if even these inadequate students wouldn’t bother bringing supplies.
“I have pens here.”
Calix distributed pens one by one.
Only then did the students begin filling out their survey forms.
Calix waited at his leisure.
Just then, another student raised her hand. The pink-haired one again.
“I don’t understand this part!”
The pink-haired girl thrust the survey form forward and shouted.
The form contained only the lecture content, the lecture’s effectiveness, and lecture satisfaction scores.
But—.
“You don’t understand it?”
“Yes! Isn’t this written way too complicatedly?”
“Which part exactly don’t you understand?”
“The first part—the lecture content!”
“Why is that confusing?”
“How am I supposed to remember an entire lecture? If I could, I wouldn’t be last in my class!”
It was a fair point, though the way she boasted about being last was questionable.
“You don’t need to be perfect. It’s just a midterm satisfaction survey. Write down whatever you remember.”
“Whatever I remember? How much exactly is ‘whatever’?”
The pink-haired girl needlessly adjusted her glasses with an air of sharpness. Calix gritted his teeth.
“Just do your best.”
“My best? That sounds awfully irresponsible—.”
“I’m sorry!”
The boy sitting next to her scolded the pink-haired girl.
The other students, who had been watching the pink-haired girl, returned to filling out their surveys.
The problem was—.
“I’m done!”
“Me too!”
“Kheh-kheh, I finished from the very beginning.”
“Yeah, seriously.”
The students were turning in their surveys as if racing each other.
“This is a midterm lecture evaluation. Speed doesn’t earn you points—.”
“But I was fast, wasn’t I?”
At the cheeky pink-haired girl’s remark, Calix gritted his teeth.
These students didn’t listen to reason.
Were these even students? They were like—.
Calix suppressed his irritation and examined the survey forms the students had submitted.
The first one was from a student named Luna.
· Lecture content: Kheh-kheh, I am great and dignified.
· Most helpful part of the lecture: Proof of existence. Kheh-kheh.
‘What in—.’
Calix squinted at the bizarre content.
Still, what mattered was the lecture satisfaction score.
Calix checked the satisfaction rating section of the survey form.
· Lecture satisfaction (out of 10 points): 10,000 points.
‘Ten thousand?’
Calix doubted his own eyes at the absurd score. Even blinking and looking again, the entry remained unchanged.
“Luna, did you fill this out correctly?”
“Kheh-kheh, ten thousand points.”
“The score is out of ten points.”
“Right, I gave it ten thousand points. Kheh-kheh.”
Calix lost his words upon seeing Luna petting a Rabbit Doll while laughing darkly.
‘No. There are still four more surveys.’
He could simply mark the ten thousand as an error. There was no need to engage further.
Calix hastily moved on to the next survey form.
· Lecture content: No idea.
· Most helpful part of the lecture: Why does it matter?
Calix sighed at the blatantly defiant content.
What mattered was the score anyway—.
· Lecture satisfaction (out of 10 points): Ten.
It was a ten that looked disturbingly like a curse word.
Still, curse word or not, ten points was ten points.
Calix hastily moved to the next one.
· Lecture content: Understanding the division and applications of hellstone. Methods of using Mana Stones and their efficiency. And how understanding Magic rises through Mana Stone usage.
· Most helpful part of the lecture: What helped most was learning how to use Mana Stones. Originally, this writer had—.
Suddenly confronted with a survey form packed so densely that it overflowed onto the back, Calix felt a sudden dizziness.
It read like something from an advanced Magic seminar.
Calix urgently dropped his gaze to the satisfaction section.
· Lecture satisfaction (out of 10 points): 10 points. Master, I love you!
‘Another ten points?’
Calix sensed that something was deeply wrong.
As he hastily checked the remaining surveys, they all gave ten points.
‘What in the—.’
In all his years conducting lecture evaluations, he had never seen an instance where every student gave perfect marks.
‘They were coerced!’
There was no other explanation.
To intimidate students like this was the worst kind of misconduct.
“If any of you have been threatened by the professor, speak up now. I’ll handle it immediately. You won’t face any repercussions, so don’t worry.”
“Threatened by the professor?”
“Yes, if you’ve been threatened by the professor, tell me now.”
“We haven’t been threatened by the professor—.”
“……You haven’t?”
“No, we haven’t.”
The students nodded in unison.
Calix had questioned many students in his time.
From their faces alone, he could tell if they were lying. Coercion would always show.
But the students’ faces now…… held not a shadow of darkness.
‘A lecture class with perfect satisfaction scores?’
And with such students, no less?
Calix turned to look around, bewildered.
Leon stood in the doorway, which had opened at some point.
Leon’s expression was serene.
It was as though he were observing someone else’s lecture evaluation rather than his own.
Upon witnessing that detached demeanor, Calix realized he had been mistaken.
‘That’s the posture of someone completely unburdened by shame!’
Calix gathered the survey forms and approached Leon, offering a slight bow.
“I’ve never seen satisfaction scores this high. No matter how excellent the lecture content, I didn’t think it was possible for all students to be satisfied. But this is truly remarkable. You must be receiving a special budget allocation. Congratulations.”
Budget allocation was directly tied to the quality of instruction and served as a bonus for professors. Teachers coveted it intensely.
With a special budget allocation, even Rocksvale, the Knight of Radiance, would be pleased—.
“Mm.”
Leon simply tilted his head without speaking.
Beyond mere indifference, there was a sense that he even disdained talk of money.
‘A true educator—.’
Calix felt genuine admiration for such integrity.

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