Chapter 57 – Awakening Madness (2)
“I rewrote the paper that McRoyver soiled the other day.”
In a cafe with a calm atmosphere, Tirshi started talking like that.
She seemed to have rushed out, but she was dressed in a pink nurse’s uniform and doctor’s gown just like last time.
But who was McRoyver?
My brain shut down for a second, but when I got my head rolling I could remember that the raycist alchemist bastard’s last name was McRoyver.
Also I have a good memory. That racist bastard was so much of an asshole that he just didn’t want to think about it for a moment. I understood the negligence of my brain.
Tyrsi said in a low voice.
“I was going to send the finished thesis to Haysbent. I heard that it would be evaluated by the wizard guild there.”
“It was a promotion review—was it?”
“Yeah. I thought that if the guild requested a review, there might be vicious interference again. But if I had known this was going to happen, it might have been better for me to get in the way.”
Tirsi tapped the drink placed in front of her hand.
Upon learning of Tirshi’s circumstances, I was overcome with inexpressible sadness. I can’t believe we both got our thesis stolen at the same time. There were also some really nasty ties.
It seems like Tirsi and I are going through the same ordeal every day. Ever since the sewers.
‘Still, this can’t be called a coincidence.’
The transport guild’s carriage departs once every few days.
Perhaps Tyrsi had cleaned up the racist poop and waited for the situation to subside. It must have been unavoidable that Tirshi’s thesis was loaded on the same wagon as mine because of the wagon’s dispatch time.
“Don’t you have an abstract of the thesis?”
I asked while checking the atmosphere.
Even on Earth, when writing an important article, it repeats backup and revision, and produces a result such as ‘Revision 9-9-9.Hwp’. Not to mention this world made of paper.
Compared to the 21st century, it is much more troublesome to make a backup copy—because there is no Ctrl C+V—but it is common to keep a copy to some extent.
‘If I want to write again, there’s nothing I can’t write.’
For me, the thesis itself, which became the original, existed. A draft of the thesis I wrote every night while doing farm work.
‘But why me?’
Anyone who has done college assignments or company work will know.
If I struggled to rewrite it by relying on vague memories and remaining data, I wonder if it would be the same result as what I originally wrote.
Even if you can write 100% the same thing.
Why do I have to rewrite from scratch what I’ve been working hard on for days for these thieves!
If it is human beings who go berserk even when lightning strikes and power outages, then there is a bastard who wants to return the results of my efforts to nothing and repeat the agonizing time.
Not even reflecting on their mistakes!
‘I’m pissed off thinking about it again.’
As usual, I was preparing to take the promotion test with Frank haha.
Stealing my thesis is usually unforgivable, but why do you bring it up on the day of Franc’s important promotion match?
─Bubbling.
My stomach was boiling with stress. After awakening her mana, she would physically feel her bubbling fire bottle in her hand. Just like now.
“The herbal… Whoops. Nothing is fine.”
At that time, Tyrsi answered my question in vain.
“It was really stupid. The most intact draft that remained was the paper that McRoyver messed up. Every time I saw it, I got angry and burned it.”
I guess I never thought it would be stolen. I didn’t think I was doing anything stupid because I was in the same situation.
“I have nothing to say, but… I understand how you feel.”
In response to Tirshi’s attitude, which was full of sadness, I also answered with diligent choice of words.
“When I went through something similar, I tore it up completely out of sight.”
“Whoops. Does Mr. Wayne have any experience other than this one?”
Tyrsi asked with a wry smile. Well, I would only laugh bitterly if I told you that there was a bastard who had been stolen more than two fucking papers.
If I solve the story here, I could talk all day, but it would be meaningless and sad, so I decided to hit it.
Professor Kripika’s theory of hate weathering still has room for practice. Let her anger towards Yerna be buried in her heart for a moment.
“Well, yes. It’s nothing to brag about, so please don’t ask for details. If I remember it, I will be sad and cry.”
I wouldn’t really cry, but that’s what I said.
“Yeah. I know how to take care of that.”
Tyrsi laughed, as if cheered up a little by the joke. It was a forced laugh.
“The paper I wrote last time was written while struggling to be seen by that human being, so I didn’t want to look at it. But now I wish I had that.”
“It must be difficult to apply for the wizard guild, right?”
It seems hopeless, but I asked with a feeling of clinging to the straw. Tyrsi shook his head.
“Recently, the number of thieves stealing herbs purchased by the wizard guild has increased, but I heard that they are neglecting them because the amount of damage is not large. Instead, the guards in front of the guild became very sensitive. Even bandits operating around the city can’t catch them properly.”
The guards have become sensitive… ?
Damn wasn’t that the case when I went to the mages guild too? I remember that he used to play tricks on me and speared me.
Could it be that the reason why I was treated as a thief was all because of the bastard thieves!!
“Urghggh—that extreme extreme extreme… !!”
As I bit my lip trying to hold back my anger, bright red blood dripped down my mask. How much more do those fucking ninja bastards intend to harm my life!!
“Wow, Mr. Wayne! It bleeds!”
Surprised, Tyrsi took out his handkerchief and gave it to me. I calmly declined and wiped the blood with my handkerchief.
This handkerchief was to be carried for francs.
“—I am a little excited. Sorry.”
Anyway, wouldn’t it be okay to classify those shoplifters as harmful assistants? If I shot and killed those human scraps as soon as they were found, no one would blame me.
“I’m sorry. I feel the same way, to the point where I want to tear my hair out.”
Tirshi pretended to tug at her gray hair wearing a nursing cap. Then he smiled wearily again.
“This time, I wrote it really hard with the feeling of doing it… Adjusting the space between the front and back of each line…”
“Every line?”
I gaped at Tyrsi’s words. Did you adjust the spacing for each line in your handwritten thesis? Do you have any tuberculosis?
“Well, how is that possible?”
“Every time I write, I write with a ruler. I custom-made a ruler that fits the size of the font.”
“Oh my gosh… That far?”
Beyond admiration, I even got goosebumps.
For scholars from other worlds, the ‘readability’ of a thesis was close to a kind of aesthetics or dung discipline.
Just as soldiers are obsessed with the folded angle of the blanket, the three lines, and the stiffness of the military uniform——a sensibility in a realm that cannot be sympathized with without experiencing it firsthand!
Even those who thought why they had to do this shit at first continue to pay attention and revise it after a few years, and even if they don’t, it’s a bad habit to keep eating kusari from the boss who got hit by the fuck!!
The ‘readability’ pursued by the scholars of the other world was such a culture.
I know because I have countless experiences of being harassed by professors who got hit by shit. It was a reality that young scholars, knowingly or unknowingly, became obsessed with the culture that pursued ‘readability’ in their hearts.
However, Tyrsi’s obsession was beyond mine.
I can’t imagine writing a thesis considering the size and paragraphs of each line!
It was no longer a thesis, but a kind of paper art!
“That… You mean that thesis was taken away?”
I was speechless at the shocking fact.
─Burrrr
The shaking of the hands must have really happened to the human body. I looked down at my trembling hands and muttered in vain.
“I… I can’t keep up with this reality itself.”
It was as if tomorrow was a vacation, so I took off my military uniform, ironed it, and cleaned my boots, and then five soldiers from another company entered the dormitory, stepped on it, crumpled it, and stole it.
I felt like my heart was going to explode from the uncontrollable anger. The trauma of the past hour stirred my brain. My thoughts are not organized like a whisk attached to an electric drill stuck in my brain!
Just like the day after the SAT exam where Kang Buk-ho, the gopiri who ate Red Bull for the first time in his life, grabbed his heart and vomited in the PC room!!
“Puhhhhh.”
Laughter erupted from my mouth, and my eyes turned white. Anger was something that calmly flared up when it exceeded the limit that a person could handle.
‘——Ah, yes. Was it like that?’
Some kind of don-oh (頓悟) penetrated my brain, which was wrapped in white anger and spread madness. It filled my heart like the light of the sun breaking through a frozen river in a snowy field.
‘Even those thieves——are no different than professors.’
That’s the reality
A person who torments people for their own selfishness. A person who does not pay for those who work hard for themselves. A person who treats people harshly and pampers them.
All of them are professors.
This other world was full of professors who would make even Satan a graduate student.
“Then I——”
If so, I
“──I will become Professor Slayer.”
I will bring justice to the world.
“Yes Yes?”
Tirsi looked at me as I stood up with bewildered eyes. She hadn’t noticed my awakening.
“Mr. Tyrsi.”
I told her, looking at her at a loss, with her deep eyes.
“From now on, I plan to subdue the thieves and go to retrieve the thesis.”
“Go, suddenly? No, what more than that?”
“There is a way. I need to prepare, but I can probably find their lair and annihilate them by myself.”
It may be an arrogant judgment, but honestly, I thought the king ability was enough. There’s no way the humanoid mobsters who steal or steal can’t be strong.
I plan to do a light preliminary investigation before pursuing. However, the thieves are not a huge criminal organization like the mafia. However, the scale of the crime they are committing is the size of a dick. They must have been nothing more than simple neighborhood bullies.
If it was a group of strong men, why would they rob peddlers in rural cities? The scale of this work was only about stealing a local Coupang delivery truck.
They are excellent at running away or hiding, and are neglected because they are junk mobs with poor cost performance.
Those petty thieves are just like regular criminals at juvenile detention centers who commit crimes by believing in the Juvenile Law.
There’s no reason not to kill him.
“So, before that, let me ask you one question.”
Developing logic with the brisk elite-brain, I asked Tyrsi.
“—Would you like to go with me?”
It doesn’t matter if I go alone. If Tyrsi refuses, it is also possible to go with Fran.
But Tyrsi is also a victim of this.
The right to vent one’s anger would exist no less than mine.
“The way… Do you have?”
Asked Tyrsi, her eyes burning. Even though she looks glamorous, she too is an adventurer. She was a sorceress who could have her powers and will to take revenge on her enemies.
I answered him with confidence.
“It’s possible.”
It was a method I often used since I was a slave.
***
“First, let’s do a preliminary investigation.”
After that, I asked Tyrsi to go to the Adventurer’s Guild and gather her information. The guild receptionist would be more willing to give information about the thieves if Tyrsi, a member of the Wizards Guild, went.
And the place I headed was the transport guild.
Whether it was true or not that his son had been kidnapped, the bald head had a duty to answer my questions.
“Did you say you would exterminate the thieves?”
The bald representative who was called back widened his eyes at my words.
“Please! My son, save my son!”
Then, crying, he prostrated himself in front of me.
“If you do that, I’ll give you all the stolen goods from the customers who bought the store, as well as the compensation!”
