房客(糙汉)何璐程曜坤

After all, it might give him some ideas about his own spells!

More and more students were walking in and greeting each other and a few minutes later the teacher herself shoved up - it was the blue-haired young woman who was one of the examiners on the test.

"Good morning, everyone."

"GOOD MORNING!"

She welcomed the class and the students responded in unison.

"As promised, today we will talk about the utility spells."

She nodded her head while tapping on the rapier at her waist.

"I doubt that anyone of you thinks that - but I\'ll say it anyway - battles and wars are not won or lost only thanks to the power of offensive and defensive spells! If you don\'t know the location of the enemy then even the strongest attack is useless!"

"...!"

To demonstrate her point a water bubble appeared around her.

It was a standard defensive spell of a water magician, but then the blue-haired woman waved her hand and disappeared causing every single student to straighten their back with attention!

"If the enemy knows your location and attacks you while you rest then what\'s the reason to even know any defensive spells?"

The teacher\'s voice came from a completely different part of the classroom and a water spear appeared out of the thin air and started dancing in the air above the students\' heads.

"Although it\'s never bad to be stronger than your opponent, it\'s not the strongest but the smartest and the most adaptable who survive."

The water spear stopped after returning next to the blackboard and melted into a puddle.

The young teacher suddenly reappeared behind the students\' back and returned to her desk - instead of stepping on the puddle, she created an ice bridge and walked over.

"Therefore, I hope that no one is against today\'s topic?"

She asked in a voice that couldn\'t be further from a question.

No one dared to disagree with her – and it wasn\'t as if anyone actually thought that she was wrong either.

Even though she was still considerably young - especially amongst the other faculty members of the Aspakeony Academy - the territory of her family - the house of Perserios - was located at the north border of the kingdom and always had troubles with the barbarian tribes.

While she never was in a large-scale war, she took part in a plethora of smaller skirmishes.

The barbarians could use magic too and were very cunning - so as the one who managed to survive through every battlefield since she was eleven years old, at the age of twenty-eight she was the most suited person to talk about the importance of the utility spells.

Well, aside from the Aspakeony herself - but well, the chocolate-skinned necromancer that basically no one knew about, wouldn\'t just show herself to the students.

"Good. I want to make this more of a discussion, I will be telling you the setting of the situation and we will talk about the possible solutions. I will not tolerate laughing at others\' answers, only constructive criticism. Is that...?"

*knock* *knock* *knock*

Sudden knocking on the door made the teacher stop talking.

She raised her brow and made an annoyed expression.

"Yes? Who\'s there?"

At the teacher\'s word the door opened and the heroine entered the classroom...

And she looked just straight out miserable...

Her blond hair was a mess with blades of grass sticking out here and there, her face was clean but her eyes and nose were red from crying, her uniform was all rugged up, covered with smudges of dirt and green stains - and there were similar green stains on her knees and shoes - there was even a single blade of grass stuck to her left sock.

"I-I\'m sorry for being late..."

The heroine said in a small voice and walked to her desk with her head down.

"Miss Burushitto, what is the meaning of your appearance...!?"

But the teacher wouldn\'t just let her sit down.

"I-I tripped... "

Responded the heroine.

"Just tripped?"

Teacher Perserios raised her brow and asked.

"I was already getting close to running late because I overslept and woke up much later than usual, but I didn\'t want to actually be late so I was taking a shortcut through the lawn... the grass was freshly cut and... I just tripped and fell into it..."

"But since you were already late why not change your clothes?"

The blue-haired teacher raised her brows looking at the almost outrageously slovenly appearance of the blond girl.

"There was an accident with the laundry and a lot of students\' laundry got smeared with mud while it was set out to dry... And my clothes were one of those that got dirty... And it just so happens that I... Umm... In the end, those were the only clean clothes I had..."

The heroine lifted one side of her skirt with two fingers.

"I-I mean, they were clean before I tripped...!"

She declared blushing red from embarrassment and shame.

It looked like this time it wasn\'t bullying but just pure bad luck that made the heroine end up in such a way...

Or was it...?

"I see..."

The blue-haired female teacher sighed and massaged her forehead with one hand.

"Burushitto, you may sit down..."

"Y-yes, teacher, thank you."

The heroine, red as a tomato, sat at her desk and started staring at it keeping her head low.

"That\'s what I had in mind when I talked about the most adaptable ones..."

The blue-haired teacher whispered under her breath so that the students wouldn\'t hear it and covered her eyes with her hand.

"So the first situation is..."

After a moment she resumed the lesson.

|As long as this doesn\'t involve my master, I don\'t care what\'s happening to her. What am I supposed to do now anyway? Offer her my clothes? That would only cause gossips.|

Zoemi thought to himself looking at the heroine.

The vials of the mana potions jingled against each other in his pocket but he simply turned his head away from the troubled blond girl and paid attention to the teacher.