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

Across the school, training for multiple starts began.

Backed theory.

Easy to understand goals.

Vision promised.

If we clarify them, people can get up, even if they think it's impossible.

Best of all, we all do it.

Even if it seems like a difficult goal, if I do it around me, I'll start somewhat.

That's fine at first.

He's been successful at some point, whilst being cute.

Then, this time, I want to be more successful.

Makes it fun.

If you realize it, you're up to the height you thought impossible.

That is arguably the ideal form of people becoming stronger.

It's been four days since I started.

Already 5% of students have successfully started a double start.

Over time, it will be even more.

The problem is that there's going to be a fall somewhere.

But then again, I was going to rewash the problem and deal with it.

I'll teach you.

I want everyone to accomplish what they do.

Because it's really necessary for the school guys to win until they're completely skinless.

"I'm surprised Russell became a teacher."

Something like that was Cecil.

The rest of us snort.

After school.

We're on our way to a school-owned dungeon to train.

It was already like our garden over there.

"Well, isn't that natural? Russell's strength is beyond the student's realm. Teaching is better than teaching. I'll support the dean's decision."

"Sure... - Hmm? Sarasa, what's wrong?

When I noticed, Sarasa was stopping.

In the dim woods heading into the dungeon, leaning down.

The expression is dark.

Eventually he groaned pompously.

"You know, Russell."

"Hmm?"

"What happens to our party when Russell becomes a teacher?

"Ah! Oh well. Does Russell mean we're gonna be the three of us!

"I... I don't like it. I'd rather be with Russell. Corner, I could have been a party..."

Sarasa still looks like she's about to cry.

I started sipping my nose.

Usually the pinned ears are also dripping without force.

I approach Sarasa.

I gently stroked my soft blonde hair.

"Don't worry, Sarasa"

"Huh?"

"Sure, you're right. I'm gonna get out of your party."

"Then..."

"But I gave the terms. To the school director."

"" "Conditions?

If you become a teacher, you must always assist some party.

If you work outside of a school such as a dungeon in class, you have to make a deduction.

Originally, a random and decisive instructor, but this time he was granted special recognition.

I mean...

"I'm your instructor."

"What?"

"Russell?

"Our instructor??

The companions peeled their eyes uniformly.

I smile bitterly in my dumb face.

"So if you're going to be working at a party, that means you're with me."

Ha......

The three drop shoulders.

Sarasa, among other things, looks horrible.

Redness appeared on the face that was turning blue.

His ears, which were looking down like decaying flowers, were also pinned and stretched.

"What, isn't that the original sheath after all?

"Are you dissatisfied?

"Right. As for me, to a more beautiful instructor - it hurts!!

"What are you talking about, Rowan! It's not a good thing. I mean, maintain the status quo, right? Good for you, Sarasa."

"Yeah!"

Finally a smile returns to Sarasa.

Nice face.

"Huh? But what happens to the Kowloon Cup? Are we fighting without Russell?

Cecil hits the question again.

I shook my head.

"I'm not worried about that either. Procedural, I'm supposed to be a student."

In terms of treatment, it is supposed to be a teacher, and status is protected.

I don't get paid, but I'm supposed to be deducted from my tuition for that.

Still, I'm supposed to be a student on paperwork.

That's why we can swing to the Kowloon Cup and participate.

"Then don't worry."

"It's quick to feel safe, Cecil. The Kowloon Cup is a team fight. Plus, the field is wide. There is a limited range that Russell can cover"

Rowan, the only one of them experienced the Kowloon Cup, makes a companion.

Rowan is right.

I'm never alarmed.

Just because I'm a student, I'm not even licking it.

For this reason, students are being called upon to master multiple startups.

"Nevertheless. Instructors attach it is determined by more than four parties and school provisions. In other words, they can't take field training or anything without more than five people, including instructors"

"Huh? Does that mean we're incomplete as a party?

Sarasa rounds her eyes.

Then I raised my mouth.

"Oh...... So I have a helper for you."

"A helper?"

Rowan tilts his neck.

It was Cecil who strained his chest.

"Humph...... I know you do, but we're getting pretty strong. I don't think any of your students would be helpful."

"Don't worry. Powerfully speaking, it's better than you."

"Huh?"

"That!

My people panic.

I smiled lightly again and looked back.

"It's time for you to come out."

It was the girl who showed up from across the bush.

Large open deep green eyes.

Thin lips like sacrambo.

Whenever the blonde hair stretched near her waist wobbled, she was glowing like sand gold.

Eventually, when you stand in front of us, you bow your head.

"I'm Sheila Singh Stark. Best regards,"

And I introduced myself.