Chapter 34: I Became a Vampire Professor at the Academy (Part 3)

There are many reasons why these children are called the golden generation, and in fact, the new students who

entered this time were indeed golden eggs held by a goose.

What kind of talent would these children have?

Unlike ordinary mediocre people, they might have overwhelming talent, or they might be geniuses with a completely

different way of thinking.

Since it’s a class where candidates for the next generation’s hero party are gathered, shouldn’t we be a little excited?

It was a not-bad impression for someone who unexpectedly became a professor.

For starters, the kids are diligent.

Kids who are candidates for the hero’s party might hate being taught by a professor like me, who isn’t even that well-

known, but they’re all nice kids.

It is also commendable.

It’s a little different, but is this the feeling of a parent watching their grown-up child?

“……Hu, Huff. T-Teacher. I ran around the track 30 times…Huff, puffff.”

“Yes. Good job.”

“…Tha, thank…”

“Then, shall we try swinging the wooden sword down a hundred times now? Easy, right? A hundred downswings,

back in my day the basics were five hundred.”

“Yes?”

“I’m going easy on you because you’re freshmen. I’ve gotten really soft. Normally, even on the first day, you should

do at least five hundred downward swings. This is basic.”

Although I didn’t need such trivial training because I was transmigrated with the game character’s stats from the

beginning, at least Charle followed my training without any complaints, even while glaring at me with a look that

said she was going to die.

She was already strong enough to defeat a swordsman fighting on the front lines in actual combat when she first

picked up a sword.

What would happen if such a child seriously picked up a sword?

I was curious.

How far can this child grow?

Can she become a swordsman who surpasses me?

Out of pure curiosity and pity for the child’s situation, I suddenly took Charle as my disciple.

So, I might have pushed Charle… no, taught her.

‘Charle, she was a child who surpassed me from the beginning in terms of sword talent.’

I felt it instinctively when I first saw Charle after becoming like this.

Different from Leticia, but an overwhelming pressure that doesn’t fall behind Leticia, and a calm and delicate, yet

violent aura hidden within.

Charle’s aura was so stable and explosive that I thought she was stronger than Leticia.

I knew it just by looking.

Charle possessed a martial prowess that was incomparable to my current self.

If I were Damian, not this body, we could have had a fun sparring match.

But I didn’t feel it was a waste.

Charle is already looking at me with suspicious eyes while denying Leticia’s words.

If she finds out that I’m Damian soon, she’ll rush at me with fire in her eyes, sparring?

Sparrrrrrring?

I won’t do it even if I die.

Considering Charle’s personality, it was clear that she would make a ridiculous bet like granting each other’s wishes

if they lost in sparring.

Rather than accepting such a bet that I have no confidence in winning, it was best for me to quietly work as an

academy teacher and take it easy.

Just then, a female student with red hair approached me and called out to me, wiping a drop of sweat from her

forehead with her hand.

“Professor.”

“Hm?”

“I’ve completed all the assignments you gave me, but what else should I do?”

“If you’re done, go rest.”

“…Yes? B-But I have a duty to become stronger here…!”

“Duty? Who gave you such a duty? That’s absurd. Your desire to become stronger is admirable, but you’re already

outstanding for a freshman? There’s no need to be impatient.”

She left a strong impression from the first meeting.

Was her name Chloe?

Short, bobbed red hair and red eyes reminiscent of rubies among jewels.

The next hero that Leticia and the chancellor told me about must be this student.

Leo also said that she was the next hero to watch out for.

I looked at the female student from bottom to top and admired her.

Wow.

She’s strong.

She’s good at hiding her skills.

She seemed accustomed to hiding her skills so that ordinary enemies would think she was weak.

It would be easy to deceive the riffraff.

Certainly, since she was chosen by the goddess as the next hero, she has single-handedly fended off numerous

assassination threats and the hardline demons who claim that all humans should be exterminated even after a peace

treaty was signed, and the humans who follow those demons.

Indeed, those stories were not exaggerations.

Those intensely shining and sharp eyes are the eyes of a swordsman.

Unfortunately, the eyes of a swordsman are also those of a warrior who has been through battlefields.

It must be because she lived a life far from ordinary.

Even though the war is over, this child’s war couldn’t end.

I frowned.

Sigh, useless goddess

Isn’t that why such things happen when you choose the next hero when the war is over and even a peace treaty has

been signed?

She is useless to the end, just as she was before.

I knew very well why Leticia and the principal appointed me as a swordsmanship professor in this class, where the

candidates for the hero party are, where the next hero is.

I admit it.

This child’s eyes resembled mine when I was transmigrated into a game character without knowing anything and

slaughtered countless demons while rolling through battlefields.

Eyes that harbor hatred for the world and yet yearn to save it, a contradictory emotion.

Empty eyes.

Birds of a feather flock together.

The child who met my eyes head-on flinched and slightly turned her head.

Ha.

A hollow laugh escaped my lips.

What does the temple expect from her when the war is over?

Even though he was cursed to change genders, Leo is still alive and well, so I wondered what they wanted from this

child when they chose a new hero.

I’m really not confident in counseling children.

But it bothered me that a student had such empty eyes.

Should I have said that I would be a homeroom teacher instead of a swordsmanship professor?

This is troublesome.

I have no idea what to say.

After thinking for a few seconds, I finally opened my tightly closed mouth.

“Yes, Chloe. You were the fastest.”

“….”

“That’s amazing.”

“……Yes?”

“I said you’re amazing. It’s honestly surprising. I’m definitely not looking down on you. Compared to your age, you’re

almost a ‘finished’ rough stone. You must have surpassed the level of a freshman a long time ago.”

Chloe, who seemed to ask in surprise as if her ears had malfunctioned for a moment, I stood on my tiptoes and

stroked Chloe’s head, which was taller than me.

Twitch.

Then, I saw Chloe’s eyes shaking, which didn’t suit her impression, and I closed my mouth.

I felt a hot gaze from behind, but I ignored it.

Jealousy towards a student is ugly, Leticia.

I patted Chloe’s stiff shoulder, who seemed awkward with the sudden compliment, and continued.

“It’s natural for a hero to be this good. If you’re the hero to succeed Leo Starfield, you should be able to defeat

demons at that age. You must save people because you’re a hero. You must act ahead of everyone else because you’re

a hero, you don’t have to listen to all those words.”

“…….”

“It’s a sudden remark, but here you’re a student, not a hero. It’s also natural to seek guidance from a professor.

You’re an excellent student. So, you don’t have to be as harsh on yourself as you are now.”

That might not have been what Chloe wanted to say to me, but it seemed like there would be no chance to talk if not now.

It must be a teacher’s duty to clearly tell a student before they push their body too hard.

Hmm.

That’s right.

I must have seemed like a real professor just now.

With a satisfied face, I nodded and spoke to my junior as a senior of the hero party.

“Ignore everything the old geezers at the temple say. Those old men have always been like that. They’re a group that

only gives orders without doing anything. Whenever they said the same thing to Leo, I can’t tell you how much I

wanted to shut their mouths.”

“…Leo?”

“Hm?”

“I knew you were close to Professor Leticia, but I didn’t know you were also close to the hero. You and the hero are so

close that you call each other by your names….”

Oops.

I always called Leo Leo, so it stuck to my mouth and I said it without realizing it.

Why does it seem like Chloe, who blinks her eyes wide as if she didn’t know I was close to the hero, is like a stoic cat

opening her heart to her owner?

I was unnecessarily pleased, but I denied Chloe’s words.

“No. I misspoke. I’ve met the hero, but we’re not as close as you think.”

If Leo heard this, he would have jumped up and down saying how could I do that, but Leo is not here.

The source of the sound of someone holding back laughter from behind might tell Leo someday, but do I care?

If he gets sulky over something like this, he’s just a cheapskate.

It seemed like I could see Leo pouting in my head.

“Thank you for the sudden remark, Professor.”

At those words, I looked up.

A smile, fitting for a student her age, slightly spread on her stoic face.

“You’re welcome.”

I smiled along with Chloe.

Even if she is the hero who will be responsible for the new generation, she is also my student at this academy.

Me, maybe I have a talent for counseling.