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Chapter 112 : Chapter 112
Volume 2
Chapter 36 : Taking a Leave from Class
Muen followed the familiar parasol-lined path all the way back to his dormitory.
In only a few short days, the dormitory building that had been destroyed in the great battle had already been restored to its original state.
Not only was there not the slightest trace of combat left behind, there were even new patterns pasted onto the building’s tiles.
It was a pink little pig, and rather cute at that.
After marveling that magic really could do just about anything, Muen walked into the dormitory building.
The dorm matron was sitting in the little room by the entrance as usual, filing her nails.
The moment she saw Muen, she called out to stop him.
“Hey, hey, you there, Muen boy.”
“Hm?”
Muen turned around and, as always, put on a bright, sunny smile.
“Is something the matter, ma’am?”
“Your room key.”
The dorm matron’s cheeks flushed red as she handed Muen a key.
“Your room got wrecked before, so the door and everything else were replaced. The key’s new too.”
“Oh, thank you.”
Muen thanked her, but to his surprise, the dorm matron’s face grew even redder.
After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly turned her head away and said to Muen shyly,
“Muen boy... you were really handsome back then!”
“...”
Muen was speechless.
This was unbelievable.
He had tried acting cool once, and instead of charming any cute young girls, he had attracted a whole crowd of aunties and gay men.
Could it be that, without realizing it, he had assigned his charm points in the wrong direction?
Muen shook his head helplessly, ignored the shy expression on the middle-aged woman’s face, and quickly went upstairs.
The dorm room that had been destroyed by those burly brothers had already been restored to its original state.
Even the daily necessities inside had been put back where they had originally been.
For a noble like Muen, who came from a fairly well-off family, valuable belongings were generally kept in personal storage tools that he carried with him, so he did not have to worry about the repair workers moving his things and causing an awkward situation like Rein’s before.
After looking around and confirming that nothing was out of place, Muen went into the bathroom and took a shower first, washing away the medicinal smell he had brought back from the hospital room.
Then, refreshed from head to toe, he threw himself straight into studying.
After Anna had shown him the way, even without a teacher, Muen was already capable of doing a certain amount of review and preview on his own.
After all, Teacher Mera’s requirement was not merely that he catch up with the pace of the class.
He also had to pass.
The Fundamentals of Magic exam one month from now would definitely cover mostly second-year material.
But thanks to Anna’s explanation, Muen now understood clearly that Fundamentals of Magic was indeed a subject built layer upon layer.
If he failed to thoroughly digest the earlier points, then everything that came afterward would leave him completely lost.
So the most important task before Muen now was to hurry up and finish all of the first-year material.
During that process, he could put all other areas of study on pause, including the nightly life-and-death battles inside the black book.
For this one month, everything had to make way for this subject.
...
The next day.
The academy did not give Muen much time to rest before classes had already resumed.
The first class was one Muen knew well: Martial Skills class.
But before the class began, Muen went to find Teacher Cade.
“You want to apply for a temporary leave from class?”
Cade looked at Muen in surprise.
As a magic academy, Saint Maria Academy naturally had more than just dry theory classes and rigid professors.
There were also many off-campus practical courses and club research activities.
Since those courses often lasted a long time and were highly likely to clash with normal lessons, the leave-from-class system had come into being.
Students could apply to the teacher in charge of a course for temporary leave.
As long as the reason was legitimate and the teacher agreed, they could temporarily stop attending that class without losing credits.
Of course, they still had to take the exam.
Still, because practical courses and research activities were generally things only upper-year students took part in, Teacher Cade rarely encountered a second-year student applying for leave from class.
Especially when the applicant was Muen, who had not even attended class properly in the past.
The motive just felt a little suspicious.
Could this brat be trying to suspend class so he could go chase girls instead?
The moment that thought crossed his mind, Teacher Cade, who was still single to this day, immediately sharpened his gaze.
“So what’s your reason?”
“Well, um...”
Muen scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.
“Teacher Cade already knows that I only scored three points on last semester’s Fundamentals of Magic exam, right?”
“Yes, I know. It has already become a legend among the teachers. Together with your other achievement of mastering the Light spell in a single year, it stands as one of the two great mysteries of the education world.”
The two great mysteries? What kind of nonsense was that? Had this actually become one of the academy’s ghost stories?
Muen complained inwardly, then continued,
“...So I want to temporarily focus my energy on Fundamentals of Magic and make up for that class first.”
“In other words...”
Teacher Cade’s gaze sharpened, and he said sternly,
“You want to abandon the path of a warrior for the sake of magic?”
“Huh? No, I just...”
“No, Muen Campbell!”
Before Muen could explain, Teacher Cade slapped a hand onto Muen’s shoulder, his eyes wide as bells as he shouted,
“I’ve seen too many people like you. They suffer just a little hardship in martial training, then run off to study magic instead because it seems like it takes less sweat. In the end, they never learn magic properly, and they let their martial training go to waste too. They wind up becoming useless trash who can do nothing except go home and inherit the family estate. Muen Campbell, is that the kind of person you want to become?”
“No, no, no, I’m not giving up Martial Skills. It’s just that, for certain reasons, I have to make up Fundamentals of Magic first.”
Muen rubbed his aching shoulder and smiled bitterly.
“Besides, Teacher Cade, you’ve seen it yourself, haven’t you? With my current strength as a warrior, I’m already among the top group in the entire second year. Temporarily stopping for a while shouldn’t have much impact.”
“It’s precisely because you’re so talented as a warrior that you must not give it up!”
Teacher Cade seemed completely convinced that Muen wanted to abandon the warrior’s path. He grabbed Muen by the shoulders and shook him, his face full of sorrow.
“Just look at you. You only went home for two months over break and got put through training by Duke Campbell, and you’ve already improved this much. As long as you keep walking this road seriously from here on, I won’t dare guarantee how great your future achievements will be, but at the very least, your future is full of promise! Now think about your level in magic. Three points in Fundamentals of Magic! Is that even a score a normal person can get? My three-year-old niece could probably scribble all over the paper and score higher than that. So with a brain like yours, you were simply not born to study magic!”
“...”
The corner of Muen’s mouth twitched.
He knew Teacher Cade meant well by trying to persuade him, but why did hearing this somehow make his heart ache instead?
Still, in any case...
“Teacher Cade, while there is a little truth in what you said, and I really might not be cut out for studying magic...”
Muen let out a sigh, grabbed Cade’s hand, and removed it from his shoulder.
Then he looked him straight in the eye and said with utter seriousness,
“Still—I have my own reasons. For the next month, I must devote all of my energy to Fundamentals of Magic. So whether Teacher Cade agrees or not, I won’t be attending Martial Skills class for the time being.”
“As for the credits, if the Campbell family is willing to donate a little more to the academy, then I imagine Principal Pink Bear would be more than happy to hand me a few.”