EP.24 Different way of thinking (3)
“That’s it.”
widely. Professor Rossell puts down the textbook.
“Let’s finish the second week of classes. “Let’s each think about the origin of the scales introduced in today’s class.”
A class that lasted four hours in a row.
As soon as Professor Rossell leaves the classroom, sighs are heard everywhere. The reactions vary, such as falling down on the desk or tilting one’s head back.
-Aren’t you crazy? Another assignment.
-But this time, they gave us two weeks…
Most of the students left the classroom, grumbling. In the quiet classroom, the only sound that could be heard for a while was the sound of pens grazing paper.
Fifteen minutes later.
“Whoa…”
Resty took a breath and put down his pen.
The results of the last four hours lie before her.
Notes summarizing the second week of class.
It was a whopping 20 pages long.
‘Still, I managed to organize everything.’
Looking at the notebook filled with letters gives me a strange sense of satisfaction. But on the other hand, I was also worried.
I wrote down whatever I heard. I also added comments based on my understanding. Even though I wrote it down nonstop… I wasn’t sure I would be able to understand it all.
difficult.
It was too difficult.
It’s definitely a class you can understand. When I take a class, I feel like I realize something. However, the problem comes after class is over.
‘···I can’t do it alone.’
It was worth working out the structure of the scale while taking the class. However, after class, when he tried to construct the structure of the scale on his own, he was unable to make even a single weight.
“Whoa…”
I guess I should practice more.
Resty let out a short breath and stood up. The rest of us planned to go back to the dormitory and clean up.
The moment I was about to leave the classroom.
“·····.”
Resty stopped at the sight of Professor Rossell standing in front of the door. How long had he been waiting? He looked down at himself.
“Lesti.”
“···Did you call me?”
Resty inadvertently took a step back.
She still felt uncomfortable with Professor Rossell… no, Elder Rossell. It’s okay to meet professors and students in the classroom, but…
This one-on-one meeting was not very pleasant. I felt like I was suffocating.
“Let me ask you something. “Not as a professor, but as an elder of the Gray Magic Tower.”
Gray Magic Tower, from the moment she heard that word, Resty’s eyes naturally turned downward.
-Are you the next magic tower owner?
-···Is that how it happened?
This is because he remembered the eyes of Elder Rossell, who was looking at him with cool eyes. Resty did not want to meet Rosell’s eyes as an elder rather than a professor.
“Are you going to participate in this regular meeting of the Gray Magic Tower?”
“···If it’s a regular meeting.”
“It is true that the meeting is held on a quarterly basis. The elder asked. Are you going to participate too? “If you want to participate, I will ask you to skip the third week’s class.”
“···are you okay. “I have no intention of participating.”
There is no hesitation in the answer.
Even if you participate, there is nothing you can do.
‘It will end with just being noticed.’
The look in your eyes as if that seat wasn’t yours.
This is the gaze she has been getting tired of for the past three years.
‘It’s better not to participate than to be looked at like that.’
Resty thought so.
“I will pass it on to the elder.”
Roselle nodded slightly and left.
Only after hearing the sound of those footsteps did Resty raise his head. Unlike when I asked him to learn, his eyes were cold.
‘are you okay.’
‘Elder, I told you to forget about the Gray Magic Tower and rest comfortably… so you’ll be fine.’
Resty muttered that to himself.
2.
Rania van Trias.
Her evaluation is not good.
That evaluation played a part in the fact that the assistant professors had a negative view of her. And, in a way, it was natural.
Rania is not a graduate of Aplia.
Among the assistant professors she has known since her school days, she feels like nothing more than an outsider.
Rania is an assistant professor under the famous Professor Rossell.
Without passing any tests, she was immediately promoted to the position of assistant professor. In the eyes of other assistant professors, it was a parachute, nothing more or less.
‘parachute.’
‘A bitch who only trusts Professor Rossell.’
Whether it’s true or not is not important.
The assistant professors just felt that way. That’s how I evaluated it. And, there was a moment when their malice boiled over decisively.
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It was the sight of Rania, seen every day at the cafe inside the school, that was the trigger.
Her appearance is unique. Once you see it, you never forget it. Although she is neat, she looks somewhat pitiful, and her impression is noticeable wherever she is.
Such a person is seen in cafes every day.
While they are running around carrying piles of documents, she is leisurely sipping coffee.
Seeing that, it was natural for the assistant professors’ eyes to roll.
‘Professor Rossell’s favoritism.’
‘There are rumors that Dean Aaron also favors her.’
‘A parachute without any skills.’
‘The stain of Aplia.’
Rumors about Rania grew in size.
enough to reach some students
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“Today.”
Mana’s Transactions 3rd week classroom.
“I heard that the assistant professor is coming in.”
“···What is that parachute, Assistant Professor?”
“uh. “Professor Rosell is attending the Magic Tower meeting today… I’m not sure.”
“If it’s that assistant professor… that’s right, right?”
Students who say that name cannot hide their laughter. They whisper while laughing bitterly.
“parachute.”
All of them were students taking elemental magic. Since they were close friends with Cesar, they were familiar with the rumor.
“Assistant Professor Cesar said that. “He is not suitable for Aplia.”
“You said so.”
Mac nodded.
He was a student who was especially close to Cesar.
Squeak.
Just then, the door opened and the rumored person appeared.
Rania van Trias.
She came into the classroom. Rania stands at the front of the classroom with an expressionless face.
“Nice to meet you.”
Gray hair and calm blue eyes.
She, dressed in a neat robe, opened her mouth.
“This is Rania Van Trias, who will be taking Professor Rossell’s class today.”
After slightly bowing her head, she pointed to the worksheets lying on the desk.
“For today’s class, you just have to solve the problems assigned to you. If you have any questions, please raise your hand and speak.”
Mac raised his hand.
“Can I ask questions about the problem?”
“it’s possible.”
“It’s possible,” Mac twitched the corners of his mouth in response.
He immediately started looking into the problem.
‘It’s really difficult.’
Just like the problems Professor Rossell raised, each and every one of them can be called a difficult problem. Mac’s eyes quickly scanned the worksheet and headed to the last page.
Number 30.
A problem that fills one page.
It was a question that made me dizzy just looking at it, and it was difficult to even figure out what the question was asking.
‘Actually, I’m saying don’t solve this.’
Even the amazing advanced classes declared that it was a problem they couldn’t solve 30 times. Just take a look to hear Professor Rossell’s explanation in the next class.
‘This is it.’
A smile appears on Mac’s lips.
“I have a question.”
“What is it?”
“Can you help me solve this problem?”
The students next to Mac check the problem. Eventually, the students who noticed his plan started giggling and making noises that could barely be heard.
A problem that only Professor Rossell can solve.
Even for other professors, this is a problem that takes a long time.
The intention of asking a specific question about the issue was obvious.
‘There’s no way the parachute could release.’
Thinking like that, Mac moved his chair back so that Rania, who was approaching him, could look at the question paper.
“hmm.”
She looked at the question paper in silence.
Even though I offered her a pen and paper to use when paying, she didn’t even seem to have any intention of picking up a pen.
Looking at that, Mac laughed inwardly.
‘Well, I guess I have no idea how to touch it.’
A bitter smile flows across Mac’s lips.
The students next to him are also covering their mouths, turning their heads and laughing.
‘It’s definitely a problem that requires complex calculations. ‘Because we have to solve that circuit first, which is dizzying just to look at.’
However, that assistant professor is just staring blankly at the problem. If it were a problem that could be solved that way, would they go through the trouble?
-Pisik.
Around the time laughter started to leak out.
Mac shrugged his shoulders and opened his mouth.
“Oh, well, if it takes a little while, I’ll solve the other problems first…”
“It’s the basic trading theory of Balance.”
“… yes?”
What did you just say?
“It seems like a question about Libra’s trading standards…”
While muttering that, she snapped her fingers. Draw the circuit drawn on the test paper exactly in the air.
“Why did you hide the problem like this?”
She hooks her hooked fingers into the center of the circuit. Eventually she yanked away.
-Cholak!
Just that.
Complex circuits are organized concisely.
-Charalarak!
The students’ attention turned to Rania due to the loud movement of the circuit. Mac looked up blankly at the circuit floating before his eyes.
“Can you see it now?”
“Yes, yes?”
“How many constraints must be used to request a completed spell from Libra with 1 mana? “I guess that’s a question you have to ask?”
Flat tone.
“It’s the basics of trading. “A form of charging a price with restrictions.”
The tone of voice makes it seem like it’s not that difficult of a story.
“It would be quick to take a look.”
She snaps her fingers.
Mana, which seems to resemble starlight, takes the shape of a scale.
Imitation-Balance.
A scale for measuring the price of a transaction.
“I will make a model here so you can experiment and write down the answer. Oh, if you can make a scale, you can make one and experiment on it yourself.”
No student answers that question.
The students opened their eyes wide and just stared at the scales Rania had created.
“It’s easier to understand something like this if you make it yourself.”
He speaks as if it won’t be difficult.
The students were speechless at that tone of voice.
‘You want me to make it myself?’
Creating mock balances is a later, later concept. All they learned was how to reduce costs due to constraints.
By the way, why don’t you try making a mock balance right away?
To those who were just learning the principles of addition and subtraction, that question sounded like asking them to build an advanced computing device.
“Are there any more questions?”
In a casual voice.
You are saying nonsense.
“·····.”
Silence spreads.
“If you don’t have anything else, I’ll go down.”
Mac could only watch, speechless, as she returned to her original position. Soon, students begin to flock to his seat.
“Wow, what is this…”
“Quickly, someone try to raise my mana!”
“I’ve never seen something this neat. what’s this… ?”
The commotion continued until class ended.
3.
“···Raniel.”
“Yes, did you call me, Master?”
Rosel, who returned from the Magic Tower, called out his disciple while touching his temple.
“What on earth did you teach me?”
“yes?”
“This is it, this.”
What Rossel is pointing to is the question paper submitted by the students.
The problems solved are different. However, at least 30 questions are solved in every student’s worksheet.
That too, with everyone answering correctly.
‘It must be a problem that can’t be solved.’
Just checking for the problem requires dismantling several layers of circuitry. This means that it was written that you would be given points just by confirming the problem.
‘But, you solved all of that? ‘All students?’
This is ridiculous.
When something nonsensical makes sense, the cause is usually close at hand.
Eventually, the ape-man opened his mouth.
“Oh, that? “I made a scale model.”
“·····.”
“These days, I guess people learn things like that before beginner level mana utilization? I think I learned it much later. “I guess kids these days are smart.”
“···Raniel.”
“yes?”
“This question gave points just for checking the problem, and it was a question that asked about the basic concept of mana trading.”
“oh···.”
“What on earth are you going to do if you create a mock scale for a problem that needs to be solved with basic concepts?”
What on earth are we supposed to do if we give people who are not good at addition and subtraction an arithmetic device that gives them the answer just by pressing it?
“No, I wanted to ask…”
Seeing the disciple answer like that.
Roselle smacked his forehead.
A word from the author (author review)
Well… I think this is a bit twisted because I confused the words “assistant professor” and “assistant professor” at first.
I’ll probably solve it in a later work.
Due to the special nature of Aplia Academy, I would like to set up a setting where you can become an assistant professor after taking an exam after graduation.
If I were to be specific, it’s similar to the Japanese teaching assistant concept.
Even if you view assistant professors and assistant professors in a similar way… I don’t think it’s related.
Sorry for the confusion.
