Mawanga’s Secret Real Estate 2

Chapter 2 – Chapter 1 – Professor. Not a War Hero.

Continental year 1570.

Armistice negotiations between East and West were signed.
Hostilities were banned, and the Eastern Demons and the Western allies sought a path to peace.

Continental year 1571.

When the negotiations were abandoned and the war broke out, the advocates collapsed.
The ringleaders were executed and their supporters completely dispersed.

Continental year 1573.

The western coalition, especially the human side, began to push out war heroes and vassals.
In the meantime, those who were dissatisfied with the urgency of the war as an excuse for accepting both nobles and commoners and making a contribution took the damage in the war as an excuse.

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“What are you scrambling about? I want to know something too.”

The man turned his head at the voice he heard next to him.
A middle-aged man with a red nose and a well-drunk man was staring at him.

“Don’t mind other people’s business and have a drink.”
“Hey, look at the scolding your young friend is talking about. Hey, don’t be so mean! Uh? Do you know who I am?! I’ll make a way for you young ones to live in the Continental War, huh? I am the one who fought against the demons!”
“…”

The man glanced at the middle-aged man at those words.

No matter where I looked, there were no wounds from that terrible war.
Those who really survived the war, if they were truly remnants, would not be so lax.
It was, after all, just the bullshit of a drunkard.

Swoop-.

With the notebook in his pocket, the man placed some coins on the table.
Then he stood up and spat out a word at the disgusting lump of alcohol.

“Do the talking nonsense. It’s disgusting to hear.”
“What, what? Such a cheap guy…”

Booung-.

In an instant, the man felt the whole world turn upside down.
Right after that, he was pinned to the floor and he jumped! And screamed in pain.

“Oh! Queue! This, this kid…”
“I don’t have a good temper because I’ve died so many times. I hate them especially when they talk shit. So shut your mouth If you talk about life sickness one more time…”

Pass-.

A bluish aura gathered at the man’s fingertips, and the drunkard was startled.
And I could see why this man was reacting so sensitively to the word ‘survival disease’.

The spirit of drunkenness that had been circulating quickly disappeared, leaving only the survival instinct.
The drunk middle-aged man, oblivious to the throbbing pain on his back, put his hands together with terrified eyes and began to pray fervently.

“I’m sorry. Sorry.”
“…”

Shaking off his hand once, the man turned away.
The medals hanging around the chest were visible through the flowing coat, but they soon disappeared.
After tidying up the clothes that had been damaged by overthrowing, he left his shop without regret.

Taking out his notebook again, he jotted down one last thing as he moved his steps.

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Continental year 1575.

In order to overcome the still sluggish atmosphere, East and West seek a way out.
The royal family, nobles, and other talented people from each power gather and agree to create a place for education with the main purpose of improving relations in the future.

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“Hey, are you really serious?”

Ruscal, who served as the president of the Continental Academy, which officially opened a month later, asked the question again.

Even though he was so thorough that he would never ask back if he was the usual person, the reason why he couldn’t help but be like this was because the person who came to visit was such an unexpected person.

“I came because the professorship of the combat magic lecture was vacant. Don’t you know it’s my specialty, Ruscal-sama?”
“It’s your skill. Everyone in the kingdom, no, the alliance will know. But isn’t it too surprising? A war hero is only a teacher at the academy. He should be active as a key military officer right now, but why…”
“When the hunt is over, the hound is either abandoned or eaten.”

At the man’s words, Ruscal let out a saliva.

As it was said, the Western Union, especially the kingdoms, had been expelling and expelling war heroes for various reasons for several years.

Of course, not everyone was like that.
All of the subjects were commoners, but those who were promoted to officers for their merits in the battle against the demons.
They were war heroes, but unlike nobles, they did not have a ‘back boat’.

‘What kind of miserable end the Union is about to meet. Tsk…’

Clicking his tongue, Russ Carl unfolded the papers he had placed beside him.
Then, in the empty space, where the name of the professor in charge of the combat magic lecture would be placed, he brought a pen dipped in ink and opened his mouth.

“You see, not only those from the Alliance come to the academy, but also from the East.”
“I know.”
“It sounds like demons are coming.”
“They don’t know that the east is the land of demons.”
“You are the same people as those whom you killed so much.”
“…”
“It won’t be easy. They will be vigilant, they will be hostile, and they will show dissatisfaction. Appointing professors is my responsibility, but I can’t do anything beyond that. Maybe one of them…”

He didn’t ask stupid questions like what would he do if he tried to harm you.
Even if it were those strong demons, even if it was a surprise attack, the man in front of me wouldn’t die.
If he was a man who would die for something like that, he would have been killed on the battlefield long ago.

“I fully anticipate it.”
“Why do you still want to take the position?”
“Because the pay is good.”
“… What?”
“All I have left is a few packs and these strapped to my chest. After buying land and building a house, you still need money to live, but what kind of money would a guy lying on the battlefield have?”

Saying that, the man pointed at the uniform inside the overcoat.

The glittering medals hung on his chest told him what kind of bloody bloody battles he had fought to come this far.

“It’s a nod to be joking and too sad to be serious. How come you…”

Ruth Carl let out another sigh and nodded as if he had made up his mind.

Shuk, shuck-.

The man’s name was written in the professor’s column in the empty combat magic lecture.

“Receive.”

Putting down the pen, Ruscal held out the key to the man.
The man looked at it, meaning what this was, and Ruscal opened his mouth saying, “Isn’t it natural?”

“This is the room and lab key given to the academy professors. None of the human professors who will be joining you in the future are from commoners. All nobles With my personal space, of course.”
“Good. It was a car that was in trouble because there was no place to stay.”
“The entrance ceremony is in a week. You can stay there in the meantime.”
“Thank you.”

After that, the man turned around and left Ruscal’s room.

Looking at the place where the back of the man disappeared in an instant, Ruscal sighed and sighed. Ruscal began to look at the documents for the admissions again.

“… Ok.”

However, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t concentrate.
Eventually, he leaned deeply against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and remembered the man who had come to ask for a professorship a moment before.

‘Anyway, from the day of the entrance ceremony, a big storm will blow.’

Even though it was not at all pleasant from the president’s point of view, smiles kept bursting out.
A week later, I was very much looking forward to it.

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“… And since you are the ones who are taking the first great step toward peace on this continent, I ask you to pay attention to each action, each word, and each word. Once again, congratulations on your admission to Continental Academy.”

The academy’s first president, Ruscal’s congratulatory speech was over.
Humans, fairies, beastmen, and even demons. Those who entered the academy and the academy officials applauded and thanked him for his congratulatory speech.

“Next, there will be a presentation by the professor who will be in charge of each lecture. First, the history part…”

Humans, fairies, beasts, and demons. Professors from all races were chosen and assigned to their posts.

As an academy that was created to wish for harmony and peace for each race, it could be said that the faculty consisted of experts recognized by everyone in the field.

Every time the professor’s name was called, the cadets entering the academy clapped.
The demons didn’t consistently show no reaction just because they were human professors, and the human students didn’t take a cold look when the demon professor was called.

Finally, all the professors who were sitting introduced themselves, and only the last person remained.

“Lastly, I would like to introduce the person who will be in charge of the combat magic lecture.”

At Ruscal’s words, the man standing at the back slowly came forward.
And the moment he stood in front of the cadets, all of the human, fairy, beastman, and demon cadets were shocked.

In particular, the demon cadets were making faces as if they had seen a ghost, but it was an unbelievable reaction for those who did not show the emotion of fear outwardly.

“Unlike other human professors, I don’t have a last name because I am from a ‘commoner’. This is Klaus.”
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It was a situation where anyone could mistakenly believe that the fact that they were from commoners meant that most of the cadets, most of whom were sons of nobles or royalty, or even children of venerable families, were openly ignoring the professor.

There was no applause from the cadets, no cheers, no sign of welcome.
He just stared at the man called Klaus with a blank expression on his eyes.

“Hello.”

When Klaus’s mouth opened, those who were rigid trembled.

“My name is Klaus, and I am in charge of the combat magic lecture. I look forward to.”

Clap clap clap!-

President Ruscal was the first to come out and applaud.
Then, the dazed-looking cadets came to their senses one by one and started clapping.

The peculiar thing is that, originally, human professors should have shown a little more welcome from the same human students, but strangely, this time, the demons welcomed the professor more enthusiastically.

Klaus slightly bowed his head and thanked the cadets, then slightly rolled his eyes.
And, where the demon cadets were standing, he saw a very beautiful woman standing in the front row and representing the tribe.

‘… Found.’

Seven years from now, a woman who ignites the flames of the Second Continental War.
The strongest and most outstanding Demon King throughout the 1st and 2nd Continental Wars.

By her hand, humans, fairies, and beastmen on the western continent were completely pulverized.
No hero or warrior could stop her, and in the end, the entire continent is unified in front of that absolute woman, and everything comes to an end.

The victory of the demons is predicted, the result of the decision of the god who created this whole world.
And no isomers in the western part of the continent that were hostile to those demons could survive.
That, too, was the future decided by the stupid God who made the world.

I died no less than 29 times in this damn future.
Yes. 29 times, lost 29 times.

I almost went crazy several times even though I had a cognitive impairment skill.
Dying and dying in various ways, finally came to a conclusion.
If you can’t win, you’ll stand on the side of that being, and if you’re going to side with the demons, you’ll be the one who holds and shakes everything behind you, not the one who trembles or picks up.

That was the minimum amount of pride he could find as the creator of this world.

‘I spent 27, 28, and 29 rounds to make that woman completely mine. I’m ready.’

Approaching him as an aristocrat would naturally lead to suspicion.
Because she’s a woman with a lot of doubts, because she’s a strong person who didn’t carelessly let go of anyone.

Fairies and beastmen do not attract the attention of demons.
Because the race most similar to demons is humans.

Approaching normal doesn’t mean you have to be a normal guy.
If it’s normal, it’s just ignored.

So, as a commoner, but not as an ordinary human, but as a war hero in the First Continental War.
She appeared in front of her as someone who had been pushed out of the purge of her public servants and came to her academy to make a living.
He had to go through hell for that, but he persevered, thinking it was an investment for the future.

‘That damn thing, if he goes through that hardship, he should succeed at least once.’

Klaus sat down and looked at the demon woman with a smile.
Imagining how that lofty and proud woman would change in the future made her happy already.

The taming of the demon king was just the beginning.