Mawanga’s Secret Real Estate 30

Chapter 30 – Chapter 2 – Fight if You Want It

The next day, the academy was in an uproar.
Intruders target Yulia. This was something that would call into question the academy’s vigilant abilities.

It’s not just the demons that have problems.
Even the nobles who must have had resentment in many places vomited their anger at the poor boundaries of the academy.
With the threat that if it’s like this, it’s better to hit the educational institution.

“… For that reason, the atmosphere at the academy will not be very good for a while. The professors would like greater caution so that the students do not become agitated or set an edge on each other.”

President Ruscal said while clutching his forehead as if his head was pounding.
Originally, I thought the human side would ask for a proper investigation, but rather, they insisted on asking quickly.

I sensed something there.
These things, what kind of deal was there with Dongbu behind the scenes?
Somehow, I thought, strangely, that the people in charge of the border work yesterday were away.

‘When was the last time you shouted to fight to the death, and now you’ve been making ridiculous deals. I’ll be thrilled.’

Those who were still full and fulfilling their desires while others were fighting to die.
That was the human aristocrat of this world that Klaus had created.

‘I made it, but there’s really no answer, you fucking bastards.’

It was to the point of feeling really pitiful that he had gone through such hardships to live with these guys.

Anyway, those idiot aristocrats made sure to screw it up, and one of the shadows, Lire, was completely remodeled overnight.
Now, if the two remaining shadows were firmly tampered with by the end of the day, they would succeed in clearing out all of the surveillance nets over Yulia.

‘Even if that uncle looked down on Yulia, he looked down on her too much. He will stop thinking and focus on steadily gathering his forces, even if he only spills information about the reverse.’

Collect them somewhere if you can.
Every time you gather forces, there will be more and more bombs hiding inside.

Laughing at him inwardly, Klaus entered the classroom.

“…”
“…”

The moment she entered, Yulia and Natasha, who were seated, looked at Klaus.
Perhaps feeling the gaze, Klaus turned his head slightly, and the two women turned her heads almost simultaneously.

However, the two women soon showed different reactions. Unlike Yulia, who blushed slightly, raised her head again and started looking at Klaus, Natasha could not face Klaus in the end.

‘The difference in personality comes right out.’

I plan to enter Natasha’s teaching assistant today.
Pleasantly pondering how to bully him this time, Klaus lightly tapped the church and opened his mouth.

“Nice to meet you all. The cadets must have heard the news that something unpleasant happened in the academy prior to the start of the lecture. Rest assured that it will never happen again. Today, after a short theory class, I’m going to go outside and do a simple practice. You know very well that combat magic doesn’t just deal with magic, right? From simple martial arts to using various weapons and using them in harmony is the concept of combat magic that everyone knows.”

At Klaus’s words, the cadets nodded.

As the name suggests, combat magic, the focus is not on magic, but on combat.
Because of this, all of the cadets gathered here each had a minimum level of skills, and they chose to take combat magic lectures to make up for their shortcomings there.

If not, I was curious about Klaus, who was simply called the hero of the Continental War and the Devil of the South,
Or that they chose this lecture to secretly attract him to their side.

“First of all, I will do a simple investigation before that. If you use a weapon, write down which one you mainly use. If there is no separate operation, you can write it as a martial art.”

The cadets in the classroom scribble something on the paper in front of them, collect each other’s work, and submit it to the front.

However, looking at it, humans were brought together by humans, fairies by fairies, beasts by beasts, and demons by demons.

‘I told them not to bump into each other, but they draw a line even more.’

The Second Continental War is unstoppable anyway, and I have no intention of stopping it either.
Yulia hadn’t been taken aback, so maybe the Second Continental War wouldn’t happen to her, she had definitely thought that way.
However, as the end set by the person himself, the continental war breaks out again, and in that war, the alliance eventually loses against the demons, and things flow.

The process is not important, even if Yulia dies, in the end the demons win and the alliance loses.
Because that was the conclusion of the creator of this world, it could not be changed.

But that’s another story.
Right now, Klaus was thinking of forbidding the confrontation between the different races in his classroom.

It wasn’t the harmony between the races or anything like that, but I just didn’t want to see it.

‘As expected, that’s the best way for them to become friends.’

Klaus, who received papers with each person’s specialty written on them, started a simple theoretical lecture.
Afterwards, he ordered all of the cadets to go outside for practice.
Klaus opened his mouth while looking at the cadets as he entered the wide open space prepared by the academy.

“Students, as you may admit, you are not children. They are already skilled in their own way, familiar with magic, martial arts, or weapons. So it would be appropriate to learn to sprint, not to learn to walk.”
“…”
“There may be cadets expected, but today’s practice is 1:1 sparring. Actual weapons are not provided, but it is okay to use combat magic yourself. You just have to give the opponent an effective hit in any way.”

Immediately after saying that, Klaus takes out a piece of paper from his chest.
Inside, the names of each cadet were written opposite each other.

“I decided the opponent in advance according to the specialties you wrote down. If it’s about each other’s level, you won’t have to worry about it. It’s a match made by taking all of that into account.”
“Hey, Professor Klaus. I have a question.”
“What is it?”
“As far as I know, our classes have an odd number of students. There will be one left.”

A cadet with good observational powers, as expected, had a sharp eye like a prisoner.
It seemed that he was not paying much attention to the other cadets, but he quickly scanned the numbers in the classroom and moved like a beast hunting prey.

“Even if it’s not the case, I wanted to ask for your understanding about that part.”

At the word understanding, the cadets’ expressions show curiosity.
What on earth is Professor Klaus saying to them like that?

“I think one of you cadets will have to contend with me.”
“…”
“…”

Two scenes come to the minds of the cadets at Klaus’s words.

One is a scene where a professor who was supposed to be in charge of a magic lecture collapses with crab foam.
The other one is Cecily LeBlanc, who was said to be quite proficient in magic, collapsed.
Both of them were in the same situation where Klaus’ overwhelming fighting power was highlighted.

Even the opponent’s magic is not simply exploding in the middle by consuming the same amount of mana, but completely annihilating it by accurately hitting the center point with a significantly smaller amount. Didn’t you show me how!

‘You want me to hang out with that monstrous man? What a disgrace!’

The thought filled the heads of the cadets of fairies, beastmen, and even human nobles.

Even if you win, it’s worth it, but if you lose, you don’t know how you’ll be crushed or how much shame you’ll suffer.
But the bigger question is, what is the probability of winning in the first place?

“…”
“…”

The cadets from the three tribes secretly avoid Klaus’ gaze.

This is not a problem that can be solved with a sense of selfishness.
If you do it wrong, you may be embarrassed in front of other cadets who perceive each other as enemies.
No, in the worst case scenario, putting aside the shame, he could have been beaten to such an extent that he could not walk on his own for a while.

Hungry thump-.

Even the demon cadets were unable to step out recklessly.
Of course, they are not afraid of being hurt or humiliated like the other cadets.

I can’t say I don’t have that part at all, but I can say it’s less than them.
Even so, the reason why even the demon cadets hesitated was because he was Klaus, the devil of the south.

‘It’s just watching the other demons. Who will be the one who will jump on the target they long for? I’m afraid he’ll be judged on whether he really stood in front with such skills or if he’s just that kind of guy.’

Even after a while, no one willingly stepped forward, if things went on like this, Yulia might come forward.
However, Klaus still waited for someone with a relaxed look.

Maybe a few seconds later, the woman raises her hand and…

Flash!-

A woman with black black hair and orange eyes, who is very impressive, raises her hand.
The other cadets who confirmed her appearance let out a sigh, ‘Huh?’

It was none other than Cecily LeBlanc who offered to have a 1:1 match with Klaus.

“… Are there any other students?”

Klaus deliberately avoids paying attention to Cecily and seeks her opinion.
Cecily, biting her lip lightly at him, raised her hand vigorously again, emphasizing herself.

“Any country would be great.”

Fault! Flash!-

It was Cecily who waved his hand over and over again as if that someone was right here.
He emphasized himself so much that the other cadets took notice of Klaus.
It was as if the Demon Cadet wanted it so intensely, but why did you openly ignore it?

“… Whoa.”

Klaus let out a sigh as if to listen intently.
Then, as he scratched his forehead, he murmured that he could feel the energy that he couldn’t help it.

“All right. Cadet Cecily Leblanc.”
“Yes, Professor Klaus!”
“You fight 1:1 with me. I hope you don’t fall down as ugly as last time.”
“I’ll try my best!”

Perhaps, in the eyes of the other cadets, this scene will be seen as a demonic struggle to overcome the feared object called the southern devil at least once, or at least to gain recognition.

But to Klaus, who knew the truth, it only seemed like this.

‘Tease me more! Please make me hurt more!’

I mean.