Chapter 301. Be an explorer (3) No matter how you look at it, you can't see it with a boy's smile.
....I don't know if I should check.
However, if you do that, you will be scolded by the real Asha and Heiacaret.
I barely held back and tapped Iret's shoulder.
“Well, the small talk is over, so let's go soon.”
” yes?”
Iret tilted her head as if she knew I would return.
“There is such a thing. After all, it's time to go to instructor Celtisten's lecture, isn't it?”
“....yes that's right.”
“Anyway, I have business with him, so let’s go together.”
Asha is already waiting outside the garden.
Well, I managed to do as I was told and waited outside...
I didn't wait.
Strangely embarrassed, the corners of his ears were slightly red.
....Did you hear?
Perhaps it was to carry me on my back and run away as soon as possible if I were to tell Aimet something strange.
“Um… By the way, Mr. Arell? Who's going to do what?”
Were you listening too?
I think we will have a lot to talk about later.
The purpose of visiting this place from the beginning is to meet an instructor named Celtisten, as I revealed to I-Rett.
Hearing his name, as I said before, started with hearing the meaningful words of Marquis Carret.
‘Come to think of it, that's what Heia said, but among the instructors at the academy, there might be someone who fits the conditions that Arell-nim thinks.'
Hearing about it from Marquis Carret, I was a bit interested in him. Might be worth a visit.
That's why I came here to meet him in person.
By the way, the academy hasn't said a word about him yet.
It's because I wanted to see the reaction and take a look at it.
so that.
I didn't go to see him right away, but instead concocted a different way to see him.
“So Iret was just on the way to the river, right? So come with me for a minute.”
“yes? Um… what the hell are you trying to do, prince?”
“What are you going to do? Whoop whoop whoop.”
Eyelet flinched slightly as I smiled ominously as usual.
And Asha, who was walking side by side, slightly averted her gaze.
Because I know what I'm here to do.
“Of course, if you come to school, you have to take classes, right?”
There is an old saying that if you want to see what a lecturer is like, take his class.
“Don’t worry. You just have to sit in the seat in front of me.”
Iret looked at me with great concern.
Celtisten, a lecturer at the Royal Academy, entered the lecture hall as usual.
For Ichigo, who teaches, his physique is sturdy and his eyes are on the rough side.
Just looking at his appearance, he is far from an intelligent image.
Since he had a rough impression from the beginning, and he crumpled his face like this, weak students and equally weak fellow instructors couldn't easily approach him.
‘Anyways.... Lately, I'm weak,
so I've fallen for it.
He grumbled inwardly as he saw the students nervous after seeing his frown today.
‘Ah... I want to beat the instructor.'
That's...
Actually, it's not that I feel particularly bad.
But if you ask me why I have such a rough impression, I have nothing else to say.
What do you mean your eyes are dirty!
In fact, the way he speaks is polite to others.
It's not like he's rude to anyone.
It's just that the original one is rough.
He doesn't particularly like teaching, so it's just misunderstood.
There was only one reason why he stood in the church in the first place.
To receive support as a researcher.
In most aristocratic societies, including the Kingdom of Ernesia, researchers are most active and the means to receive support is by far the work of a lecturer.
In particular, unless you are a lecturer, you cannot appeal to nobles unless you are an alchemist or a magician.
that's the same for him too.
Most nobles don't even understand what the science he claims is for.
Even the students who attend his lectures now just listen to get credits for graduation, but those who are actually interested in his field of research are tolerable geeks.
Well, there's no point in blaming them again.
After grumbling inwardly once more, Celtisten stood in the auditorium.
And as he reflexively looked at the students in the classroom as if counting, he raised a questionable voice.
“hmm? Who are you there?”
There was someone who was clearly not a student.
Specifically, it is a young man sitting behind a boy who is not sure whether it is a girl or a boy.
A young man with gray hair.
Wasn't he just sitting there with a big smile on his face?
It was so obvious that I almost overlooked it.
No matter how you look at it, you're not a student! Not wearing my aisle!
“...Looks like you're not a student?”
No matter how you look at it, his age is a bit unreasonable to say he is a student.
It doesn't mean that they look older, but it's because their faces show a sense of complete intelligence compared to other children.
And obviously it's the first face I've ever seen.
His lectures are relatively popular compared to other instructors' academics.... No, they are not outright unpopular.
That is why, except for the students from the lower aristocratic families, whose popular lectures were taken away by the sons of influential nobles, they do not bother to come to listen.
So even if you don't try to memorize it, you're familiar with the faces of the students who usually attend to some extent.
“Wouldn’t outsiders be allowed to line up?”
“Oh, that's fine. Because I got permission. Don't worry and focus on the lecture.”
The young man asked for forgiveness with a sad smile.
If you don't know, why don't you ask for a permit?
I wanted to, but it was annoying, so I gave up.
Security here isn't that lax.
If he was really suspicious, he wouldn't be able to come all the way here and sit there.
The androgynous boy sitting there in front of him seems to know that young man.
If so, are you involved?
‘...Anyway, he must be from an aristocratic family with nothing to do.'
Not at all.
I have a lot of money and I can't control what to do.
A young aristocrat who seeks merit while finding a suitable researcher and sponsoring it sometimes visits this place.
To do research that suits your taste.
That would be the same.
‘It has no ties to me anyway.'
With that conclusion, Celtisten decided to discontinue his interest.
He is not very interested in the nobles who always think of complacency.
After all, when the lecture starts, it is certain that he, like the others, will go out with an absurd face.
From experience so far, Celtisten has concluded that.
For some reason, the gray hair bothered me a little.
What are you doing?
He decided to focus on the lecture.
“Okay, let’s start class.”
If he had even the slightest interest in the affairs of high-ranking aristocratic families.
Or, if he had been to and from the capital a few times in about 20 years, he would have recognized the identity of that young man.
However, there is not much excitement in the public news.
Since he wasn't interested in the faces of other noble families, he didn't recognize that young man... Arel, who was sitting there.
...and that in a few hours he would regret it, he had no idea at this point.
The atmosphere of the lecture was not very different from usual.
It was around the time he started to explain a certain hypothesis he insisted on during the lecture that he felt a sense of incongruity.
“...In short, it is highly probable that the four continents were originally one. In the end, if you grasp the whole appearance of this continent, it is a distant ancient time
.
“Instructor Celtisten?”
“Something? If it's a question, I'll take it later'?”
“How is that possible?”
Then it is.
he complained inwardly.
As expected, this question has been thrown away this year as well.
He is also welcome if he asks a question out of simple intellectual curiosity.
But looking at their expressions now, it's not because of curiosity.
They were just being ridiculous right now.
Don't you feel like you've heard the best bullshit of your life?
“Aren’t the continents separate?”
“...so in the beginning... that is, in the distant past, they were one. It means that one or one huge continent broke off and became the current split continent.”
“Doesn’t that make sense?”
“What?”
He glared at the now sarcastic student with sharp eyes.
The eyes of the original body were on the rough side, and as a reaction to the head-on attack on the hypothesis he insisted on, it flashed more fiercely than usual.
“Oh, do you think it's not?
What is your name?”
“Pelmen????? no see.”
“Yes, Pelmen-kun. To refute means that there are as many reasonable hypotheses, right? Where can I hear it?”
He grinned and approached the boy named Pelmen.
Then the boy, completely withdrawn, trembled.
“Hey?!”
“Hmm, don’t you say anything? So what made you think no? Since ancient times, a lively and well-founded refutation is an essential posture for scholars.
Now tell me.”
All the other students who watched him at this moment must have had similar thoughts.
‘What can I say to a person who smiles so terribly?'
The boy named Felmen was intimidated for a while and couldn't speak properly, and then he managed to speak.
“That…but isn’t it strange?”
“Where are you?”
“How do the great continents move? It cannot be.”
“Hmm... do you think so? Why do you think it can't be?”
“That… that…
“Isn’t that common sense? How would a huge mass of land move? It is nonsense.”
It wasn't a boy named Pelmen who said that.
It was another student.
“Hmm, what about you?”
“This is Gary. Professor Celtisten?
Your theories are nonsense.”
The boy, whose name was Gayle, made a point of rebuttal to him as if it were genuinely absurd.
“Even a huge rock cannot be lifted unless it is a wizard or a powerful knight. How much more does the continent move? It is an absurd hypothesis.”
“Do you really think so?”
“I’m sure it’s not just me.”
As he pointed around, the other students just remained silent.
However, at least his gaze was faintly letting go of the emotion of agreeing with Gailly's opinion.
“Professor, everyone knows that you are a great scholar and explorer. Achievements are worthy of respect. But you can't force absurd hypotheses on us, can you? How much more can you not directly prove it?”
The boy's words raised the corners of Celtisten's mouth slightly.
“Hoho, this year’s kid is pretty talkative.”
“… I understand that you have already been warned by the dean. So...
“So what do you mean? In other words, do you mean to say that my argument is bullshit?
Interesting....
As he approached one step at a time and said with a low smile, Gailly couldn't help but be ignorant.
“That...But that's not the case...
“It's not nonsense.”
Just in time, someone intervened with a voice mixed with a sigh.
“Assuming everything with superficial common sense is a foolish way of thinking, kid.”
Everyone turned their gaze in the direction from which the voice was heard.
There, a boy with an androgynous appearance was hurriedly waving his hands.
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