The Teachers Who Abandoned Me Are Obsessed With Me

6 – He says he likes girls, you should step in

An old woman with full gray hair, Sword Saint Mayer D. Valois.

She called the students to a garden full of flowers and taught them.

“Nice to meet you, everyone. Understanding the world of images 1. This is Professor Meyer. The day is bright and the air is so cool, isn’t it? Let’s have a class with a comfortable mind.”

Even in my damn past, there was at least something worth writing about. Fortunately, it meant that I had taken the swordsman’s class at least once.

This lecture, which is given only once a week, has only completed and non-completed courses, so there is no exam. However, since the swordsman was teaching, the students’ eyes were bright.

“Professor! Can you tell me about your fight with the dragons?”

The childish little boy played a prank on Mayer, and Mayer smiled benevolently.

One of the achievements of the swordsman.

Catching 100 dragons.

It is the first fight against the dragon that is a threat to the empire. The first dragon had numerous dragons as subordinates, and it is still the same now. With this alone, the Sword Master Mayer and the first dragon, Basumu, are great opponents for me in actual combat.

‘As there are not many opponents in the actual battle, let’s ask for sparring when my skills improve.’

Proper real-life sparring is life-and-death. If I accidentally kill my opponent, I can’t fight again, so I’m thinking of polishing the sword of Gaebyeok.

But my prospective sparring opponent touched my lips with his finger.

“Heh heh… Dragon, well. If you do well in class, shall we talk?”

“I will listen intently!”

“Okay. Shall we take a small quiz then? It won’t count in your grades, but it might catch the eye of this Mayer.”

The eyes of the students widened. It was the interest of the Sword Saint, and the hope that he might be able to become her immediate disciple. She doesn’t appeal to me at all, but she’s a swordsman with her skills anyway.

“There are many swordsmen in the world. However, we cannot become “Masters” Only by using a sword. What do we need to open to become a 「Master」?”

“It is the world of images!”

“Imagination world!”

“Imagination World, Professor!”

“hahahaha, that’s right. The stage of reaching the tip of the sword and drawing out one’s inner self is a master.”

The world of images.

With the same words, the inner side of a human being.

It is basic for masters to change the inside into the shape of a weapon and implement it. I used it quite a bit in my previous life, but I’m sure it will be crushed if I spread it with my body now, so I’m just imagining it.

Come to think of it, I’m curious about the image of the Sword Saint. You’ll see if you fight her after her.

The swordswoman continued her class as if having a discussion with her students.

“It’s too difficult!”

“Heh heh, don’t think too hard. We just need to take care of ourselves. Meditation is a good way.”

“I don’t know what to do when I meditate, Professor.”

“Then may this Mayer provide an example? I imagine myself in meditation. The one sword that I will never forget, and must never forget.”

‘I see.’

I just got to know roughly what kind of image the swordsman has from the words of the swordsman.

Unlike my image of having countless swords, she probably has one sword.

I hope she won’t be weighed down by my world.

It is difficult to find an opponent that matches your level.

“Maybe… What if I cannot open the mental world?”

“Heh heh, don’t worry too much. How many tests are there that can’t materialize the world of images in one’s lifetime? Considering that there are about 50 masters in the empire, you can easily figure it out, right?”

“Yes!”

“I am not asking you to open up the world of images in this class. Time to just look at yourself. Now, shall we each go to a comfortable place? Quietly think about what kind of sword I use. The way is free.”

Mayer takes a useful teaching method befitting a 「Master」.

I don’t know if it will be the first satisfactory class after returning. I sat on a suitable tree and meditated.

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The Sword Saint Mayer saw the children whining and meditating.

‘Mmm… After all, there are very few children who can open up the world of images.’

I didn’t expect much, but all I can see is my immature appearance.

Mayer can glimpse the world of images.

The eye that penetrates the essence, the mind’s eye.

It is a characteristic that she naturally opened her eyes to after her many years of training.

‘…… I’ve seen a lot of people so far.’

I saw a lot of people and looked into their inner world.

Most ordinary people have hazy imaginations and are poorly formed.

The students of Charles Academy, who are said to be in their own right, were no different. Even though fragments of the sword can be seen from time to time, one cannot dream of becoming a master with such a meager inner self.

Mayer let out a sigh. Now, she has a total of 3 students. One in the 3rd year of Charles Academy and another in the 1st year. The last disciple is fighting hard against the three major disasters.

As the highest elder of Baluaga serving the Empire, I wanted to fill at least 10 disciples…….

‘Not just anyone can take it.’

Outwardly gentle, she was actually very cold-hearted.

In that sense, Jeanne D. Valois, her disciple taking her own class, was great.

Although she had just joined as a disciple, Jeanne’s image took the shape of a definite sword.

A well-balanced longsword.

At the same time, a whitish human figure was using a dragon to hold a longsword.

Mayer smiled brightly.

‘The moment that person takes a definite form and holds the longsword, you will be complete.’

Mayer was looking forward to Jeanne’s future.

Jeanne, with blonde hair and youthful appearance.

This cute, outgoing, and more serious swordsman is already showing this kind of growth.

‘I shouldn’t interfere.’

Her own pupils were basically self-taught children.

Meyer turned to her students. These incompetent children who merely passed by Mayer were worthless to her Mayer, but there was something curious about them.

‘…… Darkness?’

There was a child whose image was all black.

Mayer opened her mind more strongly, wondering if she had seen it wrong. But no matter how she looked at it, the image of her child was dark.

‘It’s usually a pure white world or whitish so you can’t see it well…….’

What the child could see was darkness with a clear shape. As if the eternal night had fallen, just the quiet jet-black overwhelms Mayer like a majestic nature.

It was not an unpleasant feeling. Not the darkness of the unclean, but like the hour of the night that comes every day.

Mayer involuntarily opened her mouth and looked up at her. The light of a small star that seemed to open up her world filled Mayer’s eyes… She has something bigger than that…….

“……… !”

Mayer felt intense pain. Drip-drip blood drips from her eyes.

‘Eye of mind… Did it bounce?’

Mayer was dumbfounded. She’s never had anything other than the new sword, Altair, and the three major disasters.

Mayer mobilized her magical energy and hurriedly stopped the bleeding in her eyes. Fortunately, her children meditated with their eyes closed, so they did not notice any changes in themselves. Mayer looked at the child with her remaining eye.

A silver-haired child meditating with a comfortable face like a monk.

It was a figure that I couldn’t imagine having that scary image inside.

‘My name is… It was Evan Innin Grace.’

A child with a notorious reputation in the teachers’ office.

Do you like women that much?

Even May, who had no interest in devices and rumors, knew about it because the female professors talked about it.

‘I heard that the grades are definitely at the bottom?’

Surely, that child had entered this class in the past as well.

I forgot about it right away because it was quiet and lacking in character.

That child in the past did not have such an image. There is only a pure white world without any shape.

‘Has mental illness been aroused?’

Sometimes.

Severe levels of psychosis occur, and people with an inner world that cannot be understood with cognition.

Such mentally ill patients are so broken that daily life is impossible, and they are usually abandoned in concentration camps or dirty streets.

‘I didn’t look violent when I came into class today.’

Mayer couldn’t contain her curiosity. Unwittingly, she went up to her child and grabbed her by the shoulder.

“Shall we get up for a moment?”

The student did not stand up despite Mayer’s words.

‘How deeply did you meditate?’

Mayer shook her student with force. It’s an excuse she should never have done in the first place, but she couldn’t bear not to check. If she’s not psychotic, this kid has a monster inside.

Before long, her Evan’s face crumpled, and a displeased look was upon her. She seemed to be in a very bad mood because her meditation was disturbed.

“hahahaha, sorry. I have something I must ask. Who am I and where am I?”

A question about cognitive ability.

Evan’s face was crumpled up.

“Professor Meyer, do you know how rude this is?”

“…… The place.”

“Understanding the world of imagery 1. Classroom, campus garden. Are you okay?”

“……….”

Mayer’s face turned red. She didn’t change her emotions much after becoming a swordswoman, but she felt very ashamed as this was her own misjudgment.

The contents of the answer and Evan’s attitude were normal to anyone’s eyes.

“It’s important right now, go over there.”

“That… I’m sorry.

“Enough.”

“……….”

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“You worked hard!!”

The children bow down all at once and leave the class. Mayer saw the students off with a smile on her face.

“Heh heh, you did a great job. See you next week.”

Mayer waved her hand, her eyes fixed on Evan’s back.

‘I wanted to talk to you somehow!’

Evan slipped out of the garden without looking back. She couldn’t speak to her anymore because she thought she would be hated if she interfered with her meditation more.

Mayer bit her lip inconspicuously. Judging by her condition, the next class will be similar, but I need some information.

The gaze of peers, not the gaze of female professors. Mayer rolled her eyes and stopped at Jeanne.

“Jeanne, see me for a while.”

The students who had not yet left looked at Jeanne with her envious eyes. After all, she’s a disciple of the Sword Saint, so maybe she’s getting the teachings as well.

She called Jeanne because Mayer didn’t have any students close enough to talk to, but she approached with her eyes bright as she expected something from Jeanne as well.

“Yes, Master!”

My title is not a professor, but a teacher.

This is a title that is only allowed for the immediately preceding disciple.

Mayer cleared his throat. It’s a bit embarrassing when other students hear it. Mayer lowered her head and pressed it against Jeanne.

“Jane, do you know Evan?”

“Yes?”

Jeanne’s eyes widened like the full moon. She never knew that the name of the delinquent would come out of Master’s mouth.

‘Looks like he knows.’

Mayer sneakily checked Jeanne’s face before continuing her words.

“If you know anything, tell me in detail.”

“Huh… If Evan…… She’s not spoiled, she’s shy, she’s in a bad mood, and she seems to like women. I don’t know now.”

It’s not much different from what the female professors used to say in the teachers’ office.

‘I can’t explain the images I saw.’

Mayer wanted to get to know Evan through as much information as possible. If she has any talent, can she be accepted as a disciple?

“How about swordsmanship skills and the theoretical part?”

“…… You’ll barely escape last place. Did he do something wrong to Master? I’ll take care of it, just tell me!”

‘Hmm……….’

If both parts are at the bottom, there is no talent either way. Not to mention that the ability is the lowest. So, what is that dark image?

If she had felt unclean, she could have imagined the devil, but the warm feeling even felt divine.

‘Did it happen because I suddenly realized that?’

I tried talking about it, but it was nonsense.

Where does human nature easily change? As long as it doesn’t break.

“Has there been anything unusual lately?”

“By the way… Is it to the extent that the bad mood for the past week has lessened?”

‘Is that right!’

Something has changed! Mayer had a sense.

“Jane, I’m sure he said he likes girls.”

“…… To be precise, they are female professors.”

“Anyway, if it falls into the category of a woman, then men of that age are similar. You should dig up the child’s information.”

“Yes!?”

Jeanne’s expression was that she genuinely disliked it.

No matter how much I respect the name of the teacher, why the hell do I have to be friendly with that strange guy?

Could it be that Master is interested in Evan because of Evan’s talent that Jeanne couldn’t discover at all?

“I don’t mean to be friendly. It’s not about information floating around in the world, it’s about finding out the real Evan you saw with your own eyes. If you look at it properly and see nothing different, this master won’t say anything more.”

“Okay……….”

“Where should this teacher prepare one-on-one lessons for our student?”

“Really!?”

“Sure.”

“I will work hard!”

The bait asked.

Looking at Jeanne, who smiled brightly, Mayer also smiled benevolently.

Anyway, Jeanne was happy if she could receive even one more lesson from her teacher.