Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 114 Maid's Sense of Humor
In the open space around the tree house.

Under the gaze of the three girls, Courtline stood upright with the wooden sword in hand, and nodded at Ritas.

Ritas raised his palm slightly and casually made a light grip. Then, a strong wind came, rolling up the surrounding green leaves and whistling towards where Courtline was.

Swallowed by the strong wind and surrounded by green leaves, Courteney still appeared calm and composed.

Even if things like sand and dust blown up by the wind scratched her face, she always kept her eyes open firmly, taking in everything around her.

The next moment, Courtline moved.

It happened in an instant.

Including Ritas, no one present saw what happened at that moment. They could only vaguely see the color of the wooden sword, which appeared in all directions in an instant.

What follows is a moment of "stillness" that seems to exist and yet does not exist.

It seems that something has clearly drawn a dividing line between "beginning" and "end".

At one end of the dividing line, Courterine was brandishing a wooden sword. At the other end, the violent wind suddenly subsided.

Almost all the leaves were hit by the wooden sword.

As the broken leaves scattered everywhere, a ball of green suddenly exploded from around Courtline's body, and then slowly scattered to the ground, briefly immersing the entire area in the same color.

"call"

Courterine breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the ground, and smiled at the three girls who were completely stunned.

"Anyway, let's start learning from this move~"

"About 10%?"

Not long after, in the open space around the tree house, Courteney squatted and counted the intact leaves scattered on the ground, scratching her face and muttering to herself with a complicated expression.

What Courtline said before was, of course, a joke.

Not to mention chopping a large number of leaves in one breath, even chopping one leaf is not suitable for beginners.

Therefore, what the three girls needed to do that day was to let Courterine roughly understand their current "strength". Just like Courterine also let them understand their own strength.

So, currently, Merci and Noah were simply running circles around the tree house area.

Before starting training, it is necessary to understand their physical abilities and strength.

As for why there are only them and no Tabatha.

This was because Tabatha fell down after running about twenty steps.

Although it wasn't necessarily Tabatha's physical weakness, but rather heat stroke or something, Courteney already felt how difficult the future would be.

As for Ritas, he was a little confused as to why Noah and Tabatha also looked like they were going to train. Because, to be precise, the only one who needed to undergo a certain degree of swordsmanship training was Merci. Maybe it was true, as the goddess of the baths said, that girls of this age were used to acting in groups?

Besides that, Ritas couldn't quite tell whether Courtline's previous sigh was about the fact that she hadn't cut 10% of the leaves, or was she regretting that her current level had only recovered about 10% of what it was a few years ago.

Until now, he still didn't know why Courterine had completely given up swordsmanship in the past few years. This didn't seem to be something that could be explained by excuses like being busy. After all, Courterine had studied to such a level that she probably couldn't give it up even if she was forced to.

But if there was some deeper reason that led Courteney to make such a decision, then when she picked up the sword again, she did it so easily without any struggle.
However, it was just as Courteney had said, no matter how much she had regressed, it was enough to teach the students.

"How should I put it? Thank you for your cooperation, Ritas. Well, the so-called swordsmanship, in fact, boils down to a few back and forth. If it is a real sharp blade, with the sharp light flashing, it might be more beautiful. If I only rely on a wooden sword, no matter how I swing it, I will look stupid. I guess it will only make those students look down on me even more."

As Courteney said these words, she smiled at Noah, who was running in circles with his head down.

"If Roland knew you were talking about swordsmanship like this, he would secretly wipe away his tears."

The "Roland" mentioned by Ritas is Roland Elson, who holds the title of "Sword Saint" of this generation and is also his adoptive father.

"It's not my turn to make the teacher wipe your tears, right? You haven't been back to your hometown for a few years? Although, I know that many things are complicated over there, but after so many years, it's no big deal to go back just once, right?"

Listening to Courtline's words, Ritas lowered his head slightly.

The disadvantages of working with people you are close and familiar with are fully reflected at this moment.

".I'm not deliberately avoiding anything. If necessary or if I have enough time, I will go back to visit."

Ritas said this with an expression and tone that seemed to indicate he wanted to end the topic.

"Hmm~ Is this your excuse now? Then I advise you to find another excuse during these few months. Otherwise, don't blame me for tying you back during the winter vacation."

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Ritas was speechless and began to regret why he was so obsessed with it. After receiving Courteney's reply, he invited her to help him.

"Well, the situation is more serious than I thought. You're so tired after just running a few laps. When you grow up, you won't be able to outrun a lion~"

After a while, Courtrine put her hands on her hips and shook her head as she looked at Merci, who was in good shape after running a few laps as she had ordered, and Noah, who was out of breath.

"No, I can't outrun them. And why, when I grow up, I have to race with lions."

Noah looked like he wanted to roll his eyes, and it was unclear if he was irritating Courteney or was simply tired.

"That's about it for today. Formal training will begin tomorrow. But don't worry, just take it easy. Until you really become interested in swordsmanship and other things, just think of it as physical training. No matter what you plan to do in the future, having a healthy and strong body will never be a bad thing."

Courteney said this, and focused her attention on Tabatha, who was sleeping under the shade of a tree nearby.
"In the next period of time, we can drink tea or something and get to know each other better. You can also ask me questions. Don't look at me like this now. I was a student more than two years ago."

Courterine suggested so.

As for Ritas, who was watching from the sidelines, he still felt that Courteney was more like a transfer student than an "instructor".

Although, Courterine is indeed very young. But in fact, compared to the youngest Mercy, Courterine is almost ten years older.

"Oh? Cadet Mercy, is there something wrong? By the way, can I call you by your names from now on? Cadet Mercy, Cadet Noah, and Cadet Tabatha."

Looking at Merci who half-raised her right hand in a weak manner, Courterine asked.

"Of course. Well, if I work hard at swordsmanship, I can become like Sister Courteney."

Shine?
Merci asked in a gradually fading voice, carefully gazing at Courtline through the gap in her hair that had grown again without her noticing.

She didn't know how to describe it, but during their brief time together, she felt that Courteney was the woman with the most presence she had ever met.

Just standing there, Courteney seemed to be the "center", and even enough to change the surrounding atmosphere.

Merci didn't know where Courtline's powerful aura came from.

confidence?

There seems to be no shortage of confident people in this academy.

Powerful? Even if Courteney was powerful, she probably couldn't compare to Principal Levis.

Courteney seemed to have suddenly appeared before Mercy. She had only had a vague silhouette of the ideal adult woman in her heart for a long time.

"I want to be as strong as me. For a rookie who has never held a sword, that's a really lofty ambition."

Since Mercie didn't finish her words, Courterine naturally misunderstood her meaning.
"But I think it's a good idea to have such an idea. After all, unlike those who teach magic, we who teach swordsmanship all hope that our students can surpass us one day. There is nothing more tragic than a swordsmanship teacher who clings to the title of 'the strongest' at an old age. However, to achieve this goal, you may need to work twice as hard."

"I, I, uh. I'll try my best!"

Although her thoughts seemed to be somewhat misplaced, Merci, who had been thinking about working hard on her swordsmanship and responding to Ritas's expectations, spoke while clenching her fists like a small animal.

"Well, being energetic is a good thing. But..."

Courteney said, then walked to Merci's side and went around behind her.

Seeing Courteney put her hand on Merci's shoulder, Ritas, who was present the entire time, suddenly had a bad feeling.

Think about it carefully, has Merci not messed up anything today? Is this phenomenon a bit abnormal?

Before Ritas could finish his thought, it happened.

Courteney put her hand on Mercie’s shoulder and suddenly pushed Mercie’s back with her thumb.

"It's not good for someone who aspires to learn swordsmanship to always be hunched over, eh?"

Under the suffocating force suddenly coming from her back, Mercy, who habitually kept her head down and chest hunched, straightened her back and raised her chest as if by reflex.

Boom.
When Ritas heard the sound, it was too late for him to dodge.

A broken button hit Ritas' forehead accurately and quickly, just like a cannonball.

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In the silence, Ritas, who was leaning back, was silent for a while before straightening his face.

There was a button on his forehead that had not fallen off yet due to sweat, and Ritas just sighed.

Sure enough, no matter how the residents of this tree house change, nothing good will happen as long as they come here.

Next time I come here, would it be better to open a few layers of protective barriers first?

After checking the various defensive measures of the tree house, Ritas left the tree house area, shook his head and looked back at the giant tree that was also towering into the sky that day, thinking so in his heart.

He and Courteney made an appointment to return to Spring City from the academy together in the evening.

As for the time in between, Courteney chose to stay in the tree house to bond with the three people from the seminar, while Ritas went to the third dormitory area of the academy.

At the entrance of the dormitory area, Ritas exchanged greetings with the security guard Said, who expressed regret for John's incident.

"From now on, there will be one less person willing to talk to a security guard like me."

Regarding John’s case, the college’s public statement was “resignation.”

The brown-skinned man, who still looked tough, touched his head and mentioned something.
"By the way, Professor Ritas, your dormitory has been rebuilt. So, will you move back next semester?"

"This depends on the specific situation."

Ritas, who had been ignoring the matter until now, said vaguely.

He was not sure whether it was suitable for him to continue sharing a dormitory with Miriam now that he had no legitimate reason.

After parting with Sayid and taking a look at his own dormitory mansion, Ritas arrived at the main destination of this trip.

"It's been a long time since I last met you, Professor Ritas."

"It's been a long time since I last met you."

Ritas looked at the master and servant in front of him and said expressionlessly.

A few days ago, he received a letter in his mansion, and the sender was Adeline.

In the letter, Adeline detailed the situation that their dormitory house had been invaded by "Qi Cai" in the past few days. Looking at the letter, Ritas could only be puzzled.

Not to mention that this "Qi Cai" was so lawless that he could run to the residence of the third princess to commit a crime. What did Adeline want him to do?
Although Ritas felt puzzled, whether it was a "collaborator" relationship or a connection between a mentor and a mentor's assistant, since Adeline had approached him and extended an invitation, he should respond.

So, while introducing Courteney to the girls at the seminar, he came here.

At Adeline's suggestion of "Please check the scene first", Ritas, who had no motivation at all, began to check the masterpiece of "abandonment".

Mainly, there were two victims, Adeline and Ann's dormitory mansion.

In one place was Adeline's beloved little white tea table, which was covered in graffiti.

The other place is Adeline's bedroom.

The third method of “abandoning color” is also painting.

However, this time, the painting was done on the ceiling directly opposite Adeline's bed.

The small tea table in the courtyard was graffitied, which was fine. But the ceiling of the dormitory was also quietly invaded and painted, which was really too scary.

It was precisely because of this that Adeline, who had always appeared to be at ease, frowned that day, and her expression was visibly nervous.

"Besides the paintings, are there any other items missing from the dormitory?"

"That's not true."

In Adeline's bedroom, Ritas looked up at the colorful art paintings that almost covered the entire ceiling, his expression becoming more and more tense.

After pacing back and forth in the room for a long time, Ritas stopped with a strange look on his face.

He raised his head and looked for a long time, then set his sights on Ms. An, who was also wearing a maid's long dress in the midsummer.

"If not, please just treat it as a strange question. Could this so-called 'abandoned' painting in the dormitory be drawn by you?"

"what?"

Before Ann, it was Adeline who raised doubts.

As for Ms. An, whose face was always calm, she nodded after a moment of silence in response to Ritas's inexplicable question.

"As expected of Professor Ritas Elson. Surprisingly, it was discovered right away. That's right, young lady, this 'abandoned color' work in the dormitory was indeed painted by me."

(End of this chapter)