All-around teacher at the magic academy

Leon, who had just stepped off the train, couldn't help but stretch out a big yawn. The long journey had left him almost completely exhausted.

Ten hours of bumpy travel, coupled with unexpected little incidents along the way, made this trip seem especially long.

Nevertheless, he eventually arrived at his destination safely. However, the unexpected arrival of the train delayed his original plan by nearly two hours, resulting in it being 5 p.m.

“Mr. Leon, I need to hurry to the school to register. I promised the dean I would arrive before 5 p.m., and I’m almost late. I have to get there quickly,” Leon said, sounding somewhat anxious.

Leon smiled and replied, "Miss Lian, please rest assured, I believe the Dean will understand you. After all, this delay was caused by unforeseen circumstances, not your fault."

Leon's explanation seemed to alleviate Lean's anxiety.

"Yes, you're right." Lian nodded, seemingly no longer in such a hurry.

"Well then, Mr. Leon, farewell. I hope to work with you at the academy in the future."

Leon nodded politely and smiled, saying, "Thank you very much for your kind words, Miss Leon. Goodbye, and I look forward to seeing you again on campus."

As the two said their goodbyes, Lian hurriedly left, while Leon stood alone at the station, watching her receding figure, his heart filled with anticipation for his future teaching life.

Stepping out of the station and gazing at the bustling city of Barton, Leon couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Ah, it seems I need to find a place to settle down first."

He touched the 5 rubles and 65 pence he had left in his pocket, and couldn't help but sigh, a sense of helplessness welling up inside him.

As a time traveler, his situation seemed far more miserable than he had imagined. This kind of life was indeed somewhat absurd for him as a time traveler.

"Which transmigrator would be like me, having been in another world for several years, yet still worrying about money?"

Leon chuckled self-deprecatingly, a bitter feeling creeping into his heart. Other transmigrators, after arriving in another world, either swagger around and humiliate others, or amass great wealth, while he still couldn't escape the hardships of life, forced to continue working like a beast of burden in another place.

Busy making a living all day, Leon didn't even know why he had transmigrated here, nor did he seem to have any mission to fulfill.

...

"What? One ruble for one night?" Leon's voice was tinged with surprise. This price was undoubtedly a huge expense for him. He hadn't expected the cost of living in Barton to be so high. Perhaps accommodations elsewhere would be cheaper, but he didn't want to travel any further. He just wanted to find a place to lie down and rest as soon as possible.

"Yes, sir," the waiter explained patiently.

"This is already the most economical room in our hotel. You should know that this is Patton, the most prosperous city in Clinton, so prices are naturally higher than in other places."

Leon nodded helplessly and sighed, "Alright, then please book me a room for the night. By the way, do you offer food and beverage services here?"

"Of course, sir. Our dining area is on the first floor, where you can dine. Your room is on the second floor, number 211. Welcome!"

“Okay, thank you very much,” Leon replied politely.

"You're welcome. Please feel free to contact us if you need anything." The waiter's enthusiasm made Leon feel a sense of warmth.

Leon took the key and headed upstairs. He opened the door to room 211, revealing a spacious room. The room was fully equipped, the floor was spotless, and the air exuded a comfortable feel. Of course, perhaps it was just an illusion caused by spending the entire day on the train.

Walking to the window, I could see the bustling street across the way, teeming with people.

The room was indeed quite nice, Leon thought. Although the price was a bit high, otherwise, the place was quite satisfactory. He decided to get a good rest here for the night and recharge for tomorrow's interview.

Cuckoo.

Leon, who was about to lie down, was forced to prepare to go out again.

"Let's go downstairs and get something to eat first," Leon said to himself, a hint of helplessness in his voice. His stomach was just being so uncooperative.

Upon arriving in the lobby on the first floor, he picked up the menu, glanced at the prices of various dishes, and couldn't help but shudder.

For Leon, who was short of money, the number on the menu was undoubtedly astronomical, making him, a person with tight finances, feel quite troubled.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally gritted his teeth and reluctantly spent 35 pence to order a relatively cost-effective dinner. He was content as long as it filled his stomach and didn't want to think about enjoying himself for the time being.

...

As night fell, Leon lay in bed, tossing and turning. His heart was filled with anxiety about tomorrow's interview. After all, he had staked everything he had, even though he wasn't wealthy to begin with. Whether he could turn things around depended on tomorrow.

He couldn't help but start thinking about all the possible scenarios in order to prepare for them.

After a period of in-depth investigation, Leon had gained a general understanding of St. Peter's College.

Whether it's its strong faculty, its excellent teaching quality, or the college's overall strength, it's impeccable.

This truly lives up to its reputation as a top-tier institution. It enjoys a prestigious reputation not only in Clinton State but also throughout the entire Kingdom of Odris. Not only aristocratic students but even members of the royal family occasionally come to St. Peter's Academy to study.

According to information he collected from various sources, the interview process in previous years was mainly divided into two parts: a trial lecture and a practical skills test.

The trial lecture, as the name suggests, is a direct assessment of a teacher's teaching ability and depth of knowledge, which is crucial in determining whether a teacher is qualified. An excellent teacher not only needs solid academic knowledge but also the ability to vividly impart that knowledge to students.

Even if you have a wealth of knowledge, it's all for naught if you can't pass it on to your students. Thinking back to some teachers in my past lives, their lectures were wildly imaginative and detached from reality. Students were left completely confused, yet they themselves felt quite pleased with themselves—truly unworthy of being teachers.

The practical training phase, on the other hand, is a comprehensive assessment of a teacher's individual capabilities. Extensive knowledge alone is far from sufficient; teachers must also possess the practical skills to match it.

If a teacher lacks competence, it will be difficult to earn the respect and trust of students. After all, most students tend to prefer teachers with strong abilities.

After careful consideration, Leon had a clear understanding of his own position.

"Well, in actual combat, I should be able to handle it with ease."

He has enough confidence in his abilities.

"As for the trial lesson, although my previous teaching experience was one-on-one home tutoring, it at least gave me a certain understanding of my teaching level, so that I wouldn't be completely at a loss during the interview."

Moreover, Leon was quite confident in his understanding of magic, having studied the magical theories of this world. As a transmigrator, he undoubtedly yearned for magic, and for the past six years, he had been constantly learning, combining his existing knowledge with it to form his own unique system.

After his own analysis, Leon felt confident about the upcoming interview. He believed he could demonstrate his abilities and win the approval of St. Peter's College.

...

That being said, this is already Leon's sixth year in this world, and he has gained some understanding of it.

This is a world of swords and magic filled with fantasy, brimming with unknown mysteries and infinite possibilities.

The technology here is underdeveloped, somewhat resembling that of World War I. Newspapers are the primary means of obtaining information, but the world lacks guns and gunpowder, a fact that Leon finds perplexing.

Perhaps because of the origins of magic, people have focused their energy on studying magic, naturally neglecting other areas.

Based on Leon's research into the world's magical system and his search for historical records, he speculates that the magical civilization here has a history of about a hundred years.

According to legend, the Kingdom of Odris has a history spanning over a hundred years since its founding.

Leon pondered to himself that there seemed to be an inseparable connection between the rise and development of magic in this world and the rise of the Kingdom of Odris.

Perhaps it was the establishment of the Kingdom of Odris that provided a solid platform for the popularization and development of magic, allowing this mysterious power to take root and flourish in the country, and in turn influence the entire world's landscape.

This association fueled Leon's curiosity about the establishment of the Kingdom of Odris.

...

This vast continent is composed of numerous states, all under the unified jurisdiction of the kingdom. The highest ruling class in each state is the Duke, followed by Marquis, Earl, and Viscount. They each occupy different social positions, enjoy power and glory in their respective territories, and possess a great deal of wealth.

Unfortunately, our protagonist, Leon, is not among these prominent nobles; he is merely an ordinary commoner at the very bottom of society.

In the power structure of each state, the highest law enforcement agency is the Knights, who are not only the guardians of each state, but also the enforcers of law and order.

Without exception, they were all extremely powerful, and no criminal dared to face the Knights directly.

The members of the knightly orders in each state are directly subordinate to the Royal Knights of the Kingdom and are the core force in the Kingdom's law enforcement system.

Beneath the Knights' majestic banner are local law enforcement teams spread throughout the land, responsible for maintaining local order and punishing criminals who dare to challenge the bottom line of the law.

On the power map of this continent, in addition to the rule of the kingdom, numerous religious forces also participate in governance, such as the Dark Temple, the Church of Light, and the Church of Liberty. These churches each have their own doctrines and followers, and they exist independently of the kingdom's political system, maintaining a complex relationship with the kingdom that is both independent and symbiotic.

When Leon first arrived in this world, he was shocked and confused.

Does everyone get reincarnated into another world after they die?

But what follows is panic and unease, the fear of facing an unknown world and an unknown future.

Fortunately, Leon was not entirely alone. After gradually accepting the memories of the original owner, he began to try to integrate into this new world.

The warmth and care his new family gave him provided Leon with a great sense of security, helping him to successfully overcome the difficult challenges of the adjustment period.

As he gradually accepts his new identity, Leon begins to feel a curiosity and a strong thirst for knowledge about the world, eager to explore this new and unknown realm.

Therefore, Leon began a comprehensive investigation and data collection, eager to understand every corner of the world. However, as the investigation deepened, Leon inadvertently touched upon some areas he shouldn't have, bringing himself enormous trouble, to the point that he had to temporarily suspend the investigation.

Nevertheless, the dragons, whose wrath had been touched, did not easily forgive Leon. Ultimately, these irreconcilable conflicts forced Leon to leave his original city and come to this new place to begin a completely new chapter in his life.

After the incident, Leon was filled with deep remorse. He regretted his choice. If only he had been implicated, it would have been one thing, but what tormented him most was that his decision had caused innocent suffering to those around him. This feeling of self-blame was like a sharp knife, constantly cutting into his heart.

In the stillness of the night, Leon lay in bed, his thoughts drifting back to the past. Those irretrievable memories flashed through his mind like scenes from a movie, and he couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

The past is a settled matter and cannot be changed. All he can do now is live in the present and try his best to make every step of the future more solid.

"If I can successfully enter St. Peter's College this time, perhaps I can find more useful information in the library there."

Leon pondered this silently, gaining a clearer direction for his future goals. As he contemplated his future, Leon gradually felt weary; his eyelids grew heavier and heavier until he finally drifted off to sleep.

The room at night felt like a secluded island, dimly lit, with only the soft sound of snoring echoing in the air.