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Before he knew it, all eyes were focused on him.
Smiling slightly, he continued.
“Compression. Mana has volume. When you inject a large amount of mana to increase firepower, the size of the spell naturally grows. However, larger spells inevitably move more slowly. Therefore, compression is also an essential element for increasing speed.”
Finally, the third.
Farther.
“The range of magic is influenced by the spell’s formula, its destructive power, and the caster’s physical ability. Incidentally, this course will not include instruction on sending magic farther.”
Ŵ е̊b̀n̊ о̄ vѐ l E ṅ_u m̀á
Confusion appeared in the students’ eyes.
Zeppelin answered immediately.
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“The spell formula, destructive power, and physical ability are all subjects that I understand to be mandatory courses for you. Therefore, in this class, the topic of range will be evaluated only through examinations. Learning and practice should be handled in your other courses.”
The students’ expressions brightened.
Overlapping material with other lectures meant less to study overall.
Watching them, Zeppelin shook his head.
Е n̂ū mӓ. î d
With that kind of mindset, they would never achieve good results in combat magic.
Combat magic was the culmination of everything taught at an officer academy.
There was a reason the military said, ‘If a student’s combat magic grades are excellent, no one even checks their other subjects.’
It was proof of true capability.
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Average grades in other subjects but outstanding results in combat magic?
That meant either the student never attended class at all or they were an extraordinary genius.
Êň_û ṁ а
There was only one exception.
Knight-related courses.
Tap. Tap.
Zeppelin knocked on the desk.
The students’ attention focused on him.
“That will be all for today’s lecture. Those who wish to register for the course may remain. The rest are free to leave.”
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Zeppelin waited for one minute.
No one left.
“…There seem to be many students who wish to enroll. I originally planned to accept only around twenty students, but given the numbers, I will increase the limit to thirty.”
Tension spread across the students’ faces.
There were already more than sixty students seated.
If one counted those standing as well…
Ẁе b̀ ńо v ӗ l .Ẽnum а
‘At least a hundred.’
Thirty out of them.
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The competition was fierce.
But it did not end there.
“I will accept human students first.”
“…!”
Ӗn̆ u̇ m̊а . і̊ d̊
The faces of the Demon Tribe students fell.
Ignoring their reactions, Zeppelin enforced the distinction.
Human students stepped onto the podium and stated their names.
Seven.
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Agenka Victoria and three of her followers, as well as the three men from the group who had questioned him earlier.
He looked around and asked,
Ë n ů m̌ǎ . і̄ d
“Is there no one else?”
His voice was loud enough to be heard even by the students outside the lecture hall.
There were no additional applicants.
“…Then I will begin accepting applications from Demon Tribe students.”
Dozens of Demon Tribe students rose from their seats.
They exchanged glances with one another.
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One by one, they began to sit back down, until only twenty-three remained.
The remaining Demon Tribe students wrote their names on Zeppelin’s list.
One Demon Tribe student raised his hand.
“May we audit the class?”
Zeppelin nodded.
Although he was willing to distinguish between humans and the Demon Tribe, he had no intention of forbidding what was permitted.
W̄ëb̂ n̈ ovе l Еǹ u m ӑ
Upon hearing the answer, the Demon Tribe student said loudly, “Thank you.”
“Then, everyone, thank you for your hard work. I will see you next class.”
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“Thank you for your hard work!”
Zeppelin returned to his research office.
***
Sunday.
Е ṅù_m̀ а̇. і̇d
Zeppelin went out onto the streets for a light walk.
Since it was Sunday afternoon, the streets were crowded.
He looked toward the destination where the crowd was heading.
A towering spire in the distance.
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It was a church.
Because more than eighty percent of the Southern Continent were adherents of Shinjugyo, many people went to church like this on weekends.
Ěn̂ü m̂а . і.d_
After a moment of hesitation, Zeppelin quietly followed behind them.
‘It has been a while. Perhaps I will visit a church.’
There had once been a surge of Shinjugyo faith in the Northern Continent as well.
But as the war dragged on and defeat loomed, Shinjugyo was persecuted.
‘If God exists, why did He not save my child?’
‘Why didn't he save my family?’
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‘Why must we suffer like this?’
Zeppelin had been one of those people.
Thus, he did not believe in God. Even so, there were times when he found himself seeking God.
With unhurried steps, Zeppelin entered the church.
“—Peace be with you.”
“—Peace be with you.”
Е̃ n ú ḿ а
Toward the end of the service, the priest always prayed for peace.
The congregation followed the priest’s prayer.
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Zeppelin exchanged greetings of peace with those beside him.
He, too, sincerely wished for peace to continue.
As the believers busied themselves exchanging words of peace with one another—
“…!”
Е̌ n u m̌ а̄
Zeppelin instinctively turned his head at a sharp, piercing gaze.
“……”
The priest was looking directly at him.
Zeppelin frowned.
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For a brief moment, he was certain that in the priest’s eyes—
‘It felt as though I sensed the aura of the Demon Tribe…’
W̊ е b̆n̆ӧ v̈ е l Ẽ nu m̄а
It must have been his imagination.
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