The Reincarnated Person Became a Professor at the Academy

There are festivals known as the academy’s flowers.

Exchange battles where academies compete in skills.

And assembly battles where professors and students show off their abilities.

Originally, the assembly battles unfolded as each grade gathered to compete.

But now, it’s different.

First-year students compete with students higher than themselves to gain experience.

Second-year students fight against first-years to accumulate experience or face off with third-years for the same.

Third-year students assist first and second years in gaining experience in a ‘mentor’ format.

Here, those confident in their skills prove themselves by defeating higher-year students.

However, the current third-years were called the golden generation.

When they were second-years, they defeated most of the third-years, and as third-years, they excelled in missions outside the academy, accomplishing more than an average individual.

But this year’s first-years were even more outstanding than the golden generation.

Moreover, with someone who rose in status from a student to a professor participating in this event, the concentration was even higher.

“They say the eldest son of the Blood Sword Clan is exceptionally talented in teaching.”

“There’s no law under a proud roof. The tiger cub sharpened its fangs. I heard there’s already chaos outside. If this wasn’t the academy of the headmaster but the Blood Sword Clan, there would have been dozens of kidnapping incidents.”

Changing just one magic circle increased the efficiency of the magic by more than 60%. The genius magician in England is experiencing an efficiency of over 120%. Just that fact alone tells us a lot. Han Seojin must be captured at all costs.

Most of them came as spectators to observe.

Han Seojin doesn’t have to see.

This place is to confirm his ‘talent.’

So he has to look at the students.

If he truly has talent in ‘education.’

Then he must be captured faster than anyone else.

If possible, he would like to break through in another direction.

But this is the realm of the transcendent school principal.

She is more famous in a different way than through force.

He doesn’t have the confidence to capture Han Seojin, avoiding her eyes.

That’s why they can only use legitimate methods.

As the scouts lit up with excitement, roaming to observe the students.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen my son.”

The head of the Cheolhyeol Sword Clan revealed his presence.

*

Before the united battle begins.

Where the players gather.

I looked at the students.

Most of them were dying.

The cause is me.

“I might have been a bit too much.”

For the past month, I’ve mainly been pushing Nam Hye-rin around.

But that doesn’t mean I didn’t push around the others.

“Someday, you’ll get your comeuppance.”

“Comeuppance? Is that why you’ve become weak?”

“Playing dirty with such cowardice in a fight… “

Yoo Eun-chae sharpened her words.

“Lacking in dignity.”

“Better than whimpering in front of the teacher.”

“When did I ever whimper!”

“Come on, let’s quiet down and get ready.”

“Gathering all the troublemakers, it’s incredibly noisy.”

“What did you say? The biggest troublemaker here.”

“Troublemaker, Yoo Eun-chae. I haven’t liked you since last time. Wanna settle this?”

“Just learned something fun to use. Stay after the team match.”

“Fine. Let’s settle it today.”

… Noisy bunch, aren’t they?

My head feels like it’s about to explode.

It’s not just one or two; it’s the noisy ones who’ve gathered here.

It was the characteristic of those called problem children.

“But it looks good today.”

“Huh?”

“Your hair, I mean.”

“Oh, this?”

My hair had grown a bit, so I tied it loosely at the back, and Yoo Eun-chae was looking at me with sparkling eyes.

“That looks really nice. Keep doing that from now on.”

Feeling uncomfortable, I untied the hairband.

“No, what’s with the frog talk?”

“Forget it. Instead, eat this.”

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I took a vial from my pocket.

Pop.

Opening the vial, it contained a fragrant smell and ten different pills of various colors.

All good for recovering stamina and mana.

Made from things I snatched from the principal.

The different colors were tailored to the students’ characteristics, unique traits, and the attributes of their techniques.

“You’re well-prepared.”

“Do you think I’m as stupid as you, Master?”

“What are you saying? You slipped in a place with nothing just a while ago.”

“….”

There was a brief commotion, but all the students devoured them.

Nom nom.

Squishy squishy.

Gulp.

The first to react was Yoo Eun-chae.

“My stamina overfloweth! It seems like it’s about 80% of my usual condition. Did the teacher plan this?”

“Oh, really? Then, Yoo Eun-chae, don’t unlock your shackles and go.”

“Oh, even the shackles!”

Clang.

Thud! Thud!

Before I could finish speaking, everyone else unlocked their shackles.

Everyone’s eyes widened.

“Wait, was my body this light?”

“This seems more effective than I thought?”

“It’s temporary, so get your senses ready. Can we handle that much?”

“We can handle it. It’s easier than facing the scarecrow with exorcism magic while closing our eyes.”

“Too bad.”

“….”

If they couldn’t do it, I was planning to teach them separately later.

At my words, Wi Gunaek sighed in relief.

Everyone’s senses had sharpened.

“Hoho, with this, I think I can squeeze the unfortunate face of the third-year student.”

“I’ll take care of the president.”

“Are you going to confront that monster?”

“Yeah. I think I can win now.”

“Sunwoo Hyun has grown tremendously.”

“But Professor, is it okay for you to be here?”

“What’s with the military band?”

“Professor, aren’t you supposed to be preparing for the lecture?”

“…………………………..Ah!”

Professor Alvesro realized his position much later.

It seems he has completely forgotten that he is a professor now.

“Well then, Professor, I’ll go prepare.”

“Sure, do well.”

“I’ll definitely win.”

“Sure.”

His confidence looks good.

Professor Alvesro brushed his hair and went outside.

The others aren’t worried, but he is a bit worried.

Among the professors, the magicians are at a bit of a disadvantage.

“Sure, I will take care of it.”

Among the students, the majority became significantly stronger.

The one who experienced the greatest growth was Nam Hyerin.

It was largely due to my intensive guidance.

But if we were to rank the next strongest…

“It’s because Professor Alves is teaching.”

Perhaps it was because she had been using magic in a peculiar way all this time.

After breaking through once, she grew without hesitation.

No, it’s more like she started walking on the right path.

“Shall we start heading there as well?”

“Yes.”

Nam Hyerin nodded in response to my words.

While other students were assigned to lower ranks, Nam Hyerin was assigned to the higher ranks.

We walked out and headed towards the arena.

“Are you nervous?”

“Yes, a little.”

“Relax. But if you’re in this state, you won’t stand a chance.”

“Still, I will win.”

“Then you’ll fail. Just do as you’ve learned. I haven’t taught you in vain.”

Saying that, I glanced to the side.

There are individuals openly harboring hostility towards us.

Nam Gung Mi Ryeo and the instructor were among them.

“Did you prepare well?”

“I did.”

“Hmm… You do seem to teach quite well.”

The instructor said while looking at Nam Hye Rin.

Compared to a month ago, everything about Nam Hye Rin had changed.

Her prayers and physique.

Those two things had changed drastically.

Her inner energy cultivation didn’t progress significantly.

I didn’t administer elixirs, as it takes quite some time for someone else to digest them, not me.

“Her mindset is also a problem.”

I learned a mindset that allows me to directly handle the Emperor’s Sword Technique from the basic mindset.

Chang Gung Dae Yeon Sin Gong.

The Backbones of the So Rim and the Volcano. I mastered mindsets that can be compared with them.

It’s difficult enough to master properly, and feeding elixirs here would be excessive.

“I don’t know about other things… but you seem to have confidence in your teaching skills.”

Nam Gung Mi Ryeo’s eyes became wary.

It meant that Nam Hye Rin appeared to be that dangerous.

Both of them have sharp eyes.

Certainly, both are from the Namgung family, aren’t they?

“No wonder they are both from prestigious families.”

Even if they have fallen, their knowledge continues to carry on.

“Indeed, you would be the top professor. If it weren’t for the unfortunate incident last time, we could have continued to be close.”

“It’s alright. Your student, unlike last time, doesn’t seem to have grown much, like a forbidden flower. Comparing with them, naturally, our student is superior.”

They intentionally used polite language.

These guys really love it when you gently scratch their ego until they’re delighted.

“…Impressive confidence you have there. Everyone has their own walls to break.”

“Isn’t it the duty of a teacher to help break those walls? If the student isn’t good enough, the teacher should be even better, right? Oh, is it the opposite here?”

“…Our Mireya is indeed an exceptional student. But aren’t you afraid?”

“What?”

“Of course, in the upcoming professor’s competition at the Alliance, she will be the first to appear.”

“I see.”

“…But don’t worry. We are the same professors, aren’t we? I am also the top professor… and Hanser Jin is the top professor. I will intervene appropriately.”

“Thank you for that. Did you hear that, Hyerin? Take care of Namgung Mireya.”

“Are you asking me to intervene with Nam Hyerin?”

“Huh? Wasn’t that the point of this conversation? I thought the disciple was asking the master to intervene reasonably.”

“…”

The eyes of the martial arts instructor and Namgung Mireya were filled with vitality.

Wow, look at that intense vitality. It’s not just anyone’s skill.

With a chuckle, he lightly patted the martial arts instructor’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry too much. I’ll take care of it properly.”

“Hmm. You shouldn’t speak so nicely to me.”

“It’s fine. You don’t need to worry too much.”

He waved his hand and went outside.

Taking Nam Hye-rin with him.

“How do I look?”

He looked at Nam Hye-rin.

Her previously trembling pupils were now infinitely bright and clear.

“Nam Goong Mireu has been harassing and tormenting me since I was young.”

“Is that so?”

“It’s not to the extent of PTSD. I’m not unafraid when I see her, but…”

Nam Hye-rin maintained an extremely cold expression.

“Right now, she looks very small.”

“Is that so? Then let’s go.”

That’s all there was to it.