Episode 595. Special Week (1) PART2
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Brrrr.
âWhat, suddenly.â
A chill ran up my spine.
Iâm sure, this must be a cold!
I turned to Grandfell and asked pointedly.
âDid you really think I was going to do this?â
Even if that wasnât the case, I was overworking my body by compulsively doing things I had never done before. But after struggling, I ended up with the Reversal Magic School, and what?
âAs of this time, we are starting a special conference hosted by the chief?!â
What is a cold? If I had a normal body, I would have collapsed from overwork a long time ago and would have been going back and forth in the nether world to the point of making faces with the Grim Reaper who came to take me.
[First World Tree rejects the status abnormality, âfatigue.â].
Of course, my body size was less typical than that of the players. Anyway, thanks to this, it meant that I could still handle my work with an upright posture.
Sreuk.
Me, Lee Hoyeol. First, I had to prick my conscience to look up the details of the special conference. Our Grandfell is shamelessly tongue-in-cheek in the face of the horrifying content.
âMugan. Indeed, it is necessary to know the existence of the whip.â
Heâs so well-spoken.
Why did you keep your mouth shut in the Crystal Hall?
Youâre seriously trying to embarrass me!
âThen letâs begin.â
I had a lot to say, sincerely, but I, Lee Hoyeol, couldnât take it anymore, because Grandfell had started with a summary of the [ãAnomalyã].
âSomething completely different becoming one.â
By the way.
âUnderstanding that fact is the first step to anomaly.â
Why are you being so serious again today, Grandfell?
âWell, are you going to show it properly this time?â
In the past, youâve been so naive, Grandfell.
I would have just sucked my finger while praising him for doing well.
Arenât humans animals of learning?
âThatâs not it, do you think Iâll be fooled again?â
Reversal Magic is something I created, after all. Even if I managed to get through the confession, there was nothing Lee Hoyeol could say about Anomaly.
âI donât have the confidence to mention Anomalyâs quest!â
Therefore, I did not overlook Grandfellâs ramblings. Even if Grandfell kept his mouth shut, as he did today, it would be enough to save the day.
âYouâll have to lick the rind of a watermelon.â
The Chiefâs office.
Grandfellâs voice echoing.
I canât believe Iâm listening to that.
âI feel like Iâm getting a one-on-one tutoring session.â
I had a lot of troubles with Grandfell for quite a long time.
This was a new feeling for me.
By the way, do you have a conscience too, Grandfell?
âMaybe itâs because you explain it so well, itâs easy to understand.â
Grandfell, with your explanation, players and Magic Tower mages alike will be able to understand it in no time. No, Iâm not faking it, I mean it.
At my words, Grandfell smirked.
âItâs thanks to being competent.â
Competent?
You donât mean Iâm competent.
You mean youâre a competent teacher?
âSo shameless.â
But I, Lee Hoyeol, couldnât refute it.
Without even a chance to refute it.
Because knowledge about [ãAnomalyã] was pouring into my head.
It was to blame.
It was around dawn the day after tomorrow that I realized the horrible truth.
Oops.
âThereâs something else youâre forgetting, Hoyeol.â
Amethyst Hall â¦â¦!
Author, Romantic Explorer, Lorenzik.
Title: The Bible after the Cataclysm.
I canât believe I forgot to retrieve that ridiculous bookâ¦â¦!!