1 Episode 1

 From the rattling carriage, I gazed blankly at the scenery outside.

 As soon as I left the capital, I could see the vast countryside, with farmers ploughing oxen.

 You can see goats and pigs eating grass and berries, and young children running around happily.

It's peaceful.

 I smiled to myself as I said this.

 You can find a lot of things that you can do to make your life easier.

I'm not sure what to make of that. ...... sigh.

 I actually sigh heavily and look out the window of the carriage a bit.

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 I don't think I'll be returning there for a while.
 If I were to return, it would be in a year...

 I thought back to the events of yesterday that had caused me to make this trip.

 I'll be back in a year.

 In the event you're a teacher at the Academy for the Brave in the royal capital, when Silas, an officer of the Brave Association, called me and instructed me to come to the chancellor's office, I already had a bad premonition at that stage.

 And unfortunately, that premonition came true.

"Well, Dr. Britt. What do you have to say for yourself?

 A man seated at the president's desk with his hands folded in an air of authority looked at me as I stood in front of him and said something like that.

 This nervous-looking, elderly man with gray hair and wrinkles beginning to show in his face as he approaches old age is Silas, a member of the board of directors of the Society of the Brave.

 Incidentally, behind Silas, there were three boys with bandages wrapped around their bodies, giving them a painful appearance, standing there glaring at me hatefully.

 These are three of my students, all of whom were born into powerful noble families and wealthy brave men. .......

 In other words, the scenario they claimed was as follows.

 I, Brett, a teacher, assaulted three of the boys in my class.
 This teacher, Brett, is an extremely violent teacher, and is unfit to teach.

 There have also been complaints from the parents of these boys, who are powerful nobles and wealthy men.
 You are far from suitable to teach at the Academy of the Brave in King's Landing.

 As a result, I'm ordering you to be transferred to a heroic academy in a small village in a remote area... and that's about it.

 And the reason for this...

 Silas is an officer of the Society of the Brave, which controls the academy's personnel, and I've criticized his power-grabbing ways at every turn.

 I guess Silas didn't like it and wanted to send me to the backwoods to make things difficult for me.

 A female teacher colleague of mine said, "Mr. Brett is very passionate about his students and his education, and he has great abilities as a teacher and a brave man, but he doesn't think about the world, so I'm worried that he'll eventually be moved to the left.

 That worry seemed to have come true, and I had no choice but to bend my mouth into a crooked line.

 By the way, the rich boys behind me who were standing there pretending to be badly injured were the ones who were not good enough yet, but were too proud to take the class properly.

 I always told them that they were not good enough and that they should work harder, and I think that probably turned into resentment towards me.

 And I think Silas took advantage of that.

 I think I could have done a little more to guide him in that area. .......

 But well, now that it's happened, there's not much I can do about it.

 This is a scenario drawn by Silas, who likes power struggles and conspiracy plays.
 I'm not very good at this kind of politics, and I thought the outer moat was probably already filled in.

 So while I knew it would be futile to resist...
 I thought it would be useless to resist, but at the same time... well, he was talking about an apology, so I thought I'd make some kind of defense.

I've never been in a class where I got hurt that badly, even if you call it assault. And since we are training brave men to fight the demon king, the class will be a little rough. You can't grow up to be a brave person if you're teaching in a flower garden with no violence.

 At any rate, I tried to give a straightforward opinion.

 The Academy of the Brave is an academy that trains brave men and women to fight against the Demon King.
 It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're doing.

 In such a situation, for example, when practicing close combat, being pushed or falling down is of course an everyday occurrence, and sprains and scratches will inevitably occur.

 Or even if you have students fight each other with wooden swords wrapped in cloth, they will get bruises and scratches in some cases.

 If you try to avoid these injuries, you will not be able to do any physical training.
 This is such a ridiculous story for a heroic academy that trains heroes to fight against the Demon Lord.

 And even if I didn't assault the students myself, if they were injured as a result of my class, it would mean that the teacher had conducted such violent education.

 In other words, this story is an outrageous accusation from start to finish.

 But as I replied, the man scribbling at the side of the room began to write something on a piece of paper in his hand.

 What I thought when I saw him was that he was probably Silas's protégé, and that he was probably rewriting the details and nuances to suit his needs.

I think it's something like "Teacher Brett replied, 'A little violence is not a problem, in fact it's necessary.

 And Silas, on the other hand, glared at me sharply.

"So, Mr. Brett, you're saying that these students are lying? And that he has no intention of repenting for his violent lessons.

 I thought it was a beautiful fry-up, but it was certainly a good twist on what I said.

 Since it was troublesome to deal with him, I ignored the fact that he had taken my words out of context and replied honestly.

He said, "Well, I guess that's the way it is. I'm a little sorry that I gave such a false instruction, but... Also, there are plenty of high-ranking users of healing magic in the capital, you know. Even if I was injured, there's no need to wrap me up in bandages like this. Why are they dressed like this?

 I added a sarcastic note, "It's to make them look painful, right? I added a sarcastic note.

 Silas then clucked his tongue in response.
 Then he banged on his desk in annoyance.

"Brett, what the hell is wrong with you? Not only do you show no remorse for assaulting the students, you call them liars! And then he goes on an unbelievable tirade, saying that even if you do something violent, you can just use healing magic to fix it!

 As for Silas's comment, the scribe filled it in.

 It seemed that the more we said something, the more they picked up on our comments to suit their needs, and the more they choked us.

 Of course, I didn't mean to say anything about healing magic.
 Silas is a real smooth talker in these matters.

 Anyway, it was a farce from the start, a race to the finish.
 I wondered if there was anything else I should ask...

 I looked away from Silas and turned to the three boys behind me and said.

"Are you sure you're okay with this? Will you regret it?

 At my words, the three boys looked away from me.

 Well, if a word like that would make them change their minds, they would have no trouble at all.

 The way Silas had dragged those boys into this was repugnant, but they were old enough to be considered children.

 In the end, you have to decide what you are going to do, and you have to take responsibility for it.

 Even if I don't hold a grudge against them, the scars I created will remain in their minds.
 As an educator, it was a little frustrating that I couldn't do anything to erase them.

 But Silas, on the other hand, didn't seem to be thinking about that at all...

"When the wind becomes bad, does it threaten the students this time? You are a really despicable teacher. I don't even want to see your face anymore, get the hell out of here. I'll have the letter of resignation delivered to your room later. As soon as I receive it, pack up your things and leave this academy.

 With that, he forcibly ended the conversation and ordered me to leave the room.

 I sighed and was about to leave the chancellor's office, hoping that I wouldn't have to deal with any more of this travesty, but...

 But before I do that, I thought I should say one more thing.