The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

The students of the Adventurers School of the Kingdom of Villa Amst branch were gathered in the auditorium.

It's time for a regular morning salute.

Listen to the principal and check the schedule inside and outside the school.

If necessary, presentations will also be made on the demonic guidance experiments being studied within the school.

It's basically boring time.

But this day was special.

The school director, Heimdard, announced that he was introducing a new instructor.

The consciousness of the students rubbing their sleeping eyes awakened at once.

"Ra, Russell!!

A barbaric voice clings to the auditorium.

I knew right away.

It's Cecil's voice.

While taking the stage, stare at your buddies with a glimpse.

Naturally, Cecil, Rowan and Sarasa were both surprised.

I raise my mouth as I look at the dumb faces of my people.

Eventually I stood in front of the stage.

Seeing that look, it wasn't just my buddies who were flattered.

People who don't know my face already aren't in school.

And so is its function.

"Wait a minute! That guy..."

"Russell Singh Stark, right?

"He did? Instructor?"

"Are you teaching us?

"Don't be ridiculous! He's a [villager], isn't he?

"How strong is it that [the villagers] teach us?"

As expected, dissatisfaction erupted.

Oh man......

They still have people who don't look back on their strengths and judge humans solely by their functions.

I have no choice.

Shall I make you understand?

It was then that I quietly worked out my magic.

"Isn't that a good thing!

The voice spreads.

All I heard was a third class.

Standing in the front row, an armed female student stands.

Chairman Vael.

"The strength of Russell Singh Stark is already a well-known fact. Saved the royal crisis and became the representative of our school, taking victory from the representative of the brilliant military school. He and the people he raised no longer gained momentum over third class students. No, maybe he's already outgrown third class students."

Still, dissent erupts.

Few summoned the crowd to their shields.

"Then I ask... Was there anything then that you could have beaten a military school representative... Was there anything you could have beaten them for masterfully manipulating double activation and controlling flame attribute magic like a serpent [Magic Instructor (Wizard)], reading the future and freely manipulating advanced magic?

…………

Quiet down.

Chairman Vael grinned.

"Yes. No one. And it was Russell Singh Stark and his party that did it."

Then another voice was raised again.

"I agree!

It was the girl in exotic clothes who raised her hand.

It's Meira.

Around it, his disciples admiring her surround him and nod with a nagging jaw.

"Me too!

Podime, who was on his side, also raised his voice.

Then one voice of endorsement after another was raised.

"All right, Russell."

"[Villager] But his strength is real"

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Oh...... I made the chick's first class stronger than the military school delegates."

"See how you're doing."

"Oh, I've been rooting for Russell since the beginning."

All at once lean toward my advantage.

At the end of the day, applause and praise were sent to welcome my teaching staff into office.

Ha...

What an unexpected thing this is.

But it's not a bad trend.

Rather a good thing.

I swore an oath to my father, Luxor.

[The villagers] prove and show that they are an excellent profession, ….

There are people in this world who, because they were born as [villagers], become unhappy.

That depressing feeling gave rise to The Shifu of the Revolution.

If a [villager] named Russell Singh Stark is admitted, one day those prejudices may go away.

Now, as the sight in front of you is.

◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆

Well......

I just got the students' consent and I said hello again.

Introduce yourself briefly.

And explained the significance of my becoming a teacher.

i.e.…….

"We won the Kowloon Cup."

Goddamn......

The students, who were listening in silence, fought.

Especially the faces of second- and third-class students who are experiencing the Kowloon Cup the year before.

Moving his throat and sipping his breath could also be seen from the altar.

"Zero wins, 22 losses. That's what Kowloon Cup did at my school. The highest position, by the way, is second. I didn't get another step."

In the branch of the Kingdom of Villa Amst, they had something called the Golden Generation at one time.

It was my father, Luxor, who was in charge of that corner.

Still, I couldn't beat our school.

So hard to win the Kowloon Cup.

"I know a hundred things are difficult. But I'm not going to tell you about my dreams, and I'm not going to say anything raw, trying to keep up with my goals."

Absolutely. Absolutely. I'll let this school win......!!

"Everybody, I can be the instructor. That's what you believed. So I want you to believe me again. Russell Singh Stark...... And if we ask for teachings from Russell Singh Stark, we can win. Yes, I want you to believe me."

All I'm thinking about is winning the game.

In the history of Russell Singh Stark spinning, there are no two letters of defeat.

Let it try to be strong.

Than now...... Farther than our students! Strong!

"- That's it. I look forward to your struggle."

Shin calmed down again.

All the students are throwing their gaze at me on the stage.

Some are sloppy and open their mouths and grumpy.

But one at a time...

The eyes of the students lit as lights lit the city at night.

Eventually, the applause goes off.

What was sparse will always be a clap of thunder.

"I'll do it!" The voice echoed.

Some step on the floor and motivate you.

Fluffy, my hair rocked.

Hot air blows up.

Flagged the Kingdom of Villa Amst behind it.

Everyone wants to strengthen themselves.

Hmmm......

Not a bad sight.

This is going to be hard to work out.

I was going to raise my mouth again.