In order to shoot Professor Wolfin, who ruined Stella’s grades, evidence to be submitted to the academy was needed.

Clear evidence that Professor Dimesel, who is obviously Wolf, discriminated against Stella’s grades.

If I simply said that the professor had cheated on the swordsmanship club, then Professor McDowell would have been entangled.

It was the top priority to secure physical evidence to exclude Professor McDowell from the scope of the Academy’s investigation and include Professor Wolf.

The same evening he heard from Stella about the infidelity at the swordsmanship club.

I invited Stella to my room, the Ministry of Magic’s dormitory, just in time for the late afternoon classes.

It could have been embarrassing if someone else found out the contents of the conversation, so there was no better place than each other’s room to discuss the details.

It would be difficult for me to enter the room of Stella, a girl, so I had no choice but to invite her to my room.

At least Stella didn’t draw attention to her every move like Saint Claire, so even if she went in and out of the Ministry of Magic’s dormitory, she wouldn’t stand out too much.

“It’s a small room, but come in.”

“Sir, excuse me.”

Stella followed and entered the room, looking around more attentively than usual.

After filling the only cup with water, I handed it to Stella, who was sitting on the desk.

“I’m sorry I only had cool water. I’m the type of person who doesn’t put anything in my room that I don’t need.”

“Chi, you are welcome! In the first place, senior Conrad is at the meeting to help me, what kind of complaints do I have!”

“For something like that, it seemed strangely looking around.”

“That, that. It’s the first time I’ve ever entered a men’s room. I’m sorry if I’ve been rude.”

“No excuses, of course you can.”

I felt the same way when I first entered Saint Claire’s room.

Back then, I didn’t even have time to roll my eyes as Willia’s knife was aimed at my neck.

After seeing Stella take a sip of the water she received, she started collecting information on the case in earnest.

“The first thing you need to find out is the motive behind Professor Wolfein’s manipulation of your grades.”

“Your motive for manipulating my grades?”

“yes. Because there’s no way he manipulated your grades for no reason. He must have deliberately ruined your grades for some reason.”

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Just as there is no favor without a price in the world, there is no malice without reason.

If someone was kind to me for no reason, there must have been a purpose to get something out of me.

Conversely, if someone did something unpleasant to me for no reason, there must have been a hidden reason that I was not aware of.

Even if it was a simple inferiority complex, or a very trivial reason, such as simply not wanting to look good.

“Is there really a motive? Is there any possibility that the test paper was discarded as Professor Wolfin said after registering the score because he actually scored incorrectly?”

To sound naive.

“Why do you throw away the test paper? Do you want to retire as a professor?”

“Yeah?”

“It is a rule to keep all test results at the academy for at least five years.

Even if it turns out that the grade was wrong later, you should be able to revise the grade at any time.”

“… Is that so? I had no idea.”

“If you have any questions, ask Professor McDowell. You will probably give the same answer.”

For me, who knew the academy’s internal rules, the excuse of destroying the test papers was undoubtedly an obvious lie.

Professor Wolfin’s years of service must have already exceeded 10 years, but if he did such an amateurish thing, he would have been punished immediately.

“It is true that the test scores were manipulated with a clear purpose. Let’s think about it from there.”

“all right.”

After clearly reminding Stella that it was an infidelity caused by a plan.

Immediately, Professor Wolfin searched for reasons why he might bother Stella one by one.

“Stella, there’s no way you’d be like that, but have you ever challenged or talked back to Professor Wolf?”

“It doesn’t matter! I have never stood up against or rebelled against any other professor, let alone Professor Wolf, before!”

I guess so.

Even to Oliver, who aided in his own gang assault, he had such a personality that he always referred to the professor.

At least on Stella’s side, the evidence was too weak to be the first to attack the professor.

“Then what else?”

“What else?”

“If, Stella, the person you had a conflict with was friendly with Professor Wolf, what about the possibility that your grades were manipulated because of that?”

So I went straight to the second possibility.

Although both of them have disappeared from the academy now. Like the relationship between Oliver and Dyke, there were bound to be professors and students who got along exceptionally well.

If a wolf person’s son or a favorite student attended the academy, the possibility that Stella touched that evil wasn’t completely zero.

“I do not know. I don’t remember ever offending anyone.

Ha, but I don’t know what kind of trouble I may have caused… .”

“It’s not at all unlikely, but let’s say it’s not this for now.”

If Stella didn’t come to mind, there was a good chance it wasn’t actually there.

Stella’s personality is to apologize immediately after committing even a small mistake, so this would be a rare case as well.

Most of all, most of them were aloof and did not listen to others when they were called wolf beasts.

A professor who is a wolf is also a werewolf, so he must not be a person who moves with such personal feelings.

Perhaps there were other major motives that made him willing to go down the path of injustice.

“Then, in fact, there must be only one case left.”

“What is it?”

“The possibility that someone is taking advantage of your failing grades, and that Professor Wolfein made a deal with that person.”

It was the most motive and the most likely.

Also, it was a case that I was sure of as soon as I heard the story from Stella.

He had already been in an unpleasant relationship with someone who benefited from playing with her grades.

“Someone benefits from my poor grades? Who the hell is that?”

Stella tilted her head, saying that no one could guess.

I pointed her to another culprit in this sexual manipulation case.

When Stella’s entire grade is dropped due to sexual manipulation.

Exactly, there was only one person who would benefit from her not taking the top spot.

“Who is that, Edward Rumbelt, the current head of the sophomore swordsmanship club?”

Stella’s eyes widened.

Now that the process of figuring out the truth was over, it was time to solve it.

* * *

Edward Rumbelt.

The eldest son of the Rumbelt family, who donates huge amounts of money to the academy every year.

It was a word referring to the second-year chief of the current academy’s swordsmanship department, whose swordsmanship talent was so bad that even the title of Dunjae was a waste.

The reason why I remember the name of this useless human is because I had a record of partying with this guy in my previous life.

To be precise, I accidentally joined a party with Edward as the leader, and temporarily participated in the hunting festival together.

The time in my previous life when my talents fully bloomed was during my third year at the academy.

At that time, I raised my magic level from Circle 1 to Circle 3 at once, and went looking for a hunting party that I had never entered until I was in the 3rd year.

He caught the eye of Edward Rumbelt, the second-year chief of the swordsmanship department, and somehow joined his party.

A party of two swordsmen, one spearman, and one magician.

At the party, the other swordsman, not Edward, was Stella Arwen, a future hero.

It was a party I had been looking forward to at first.

Although he was a year younger than me, it was a group with the top and bottom ranks in the swordsmanship club.

In addition, there was also the joy of being part of a party where the members were properly matched for the first time after escaping from the days of incompetent wizards who had not been able to form a party for a while.

After going out together several times in preparation for the hunting festival, a strange sense of incongruity rose in a corner of my heart.

Obviously, there were three people in the vanguard including Edward, but the leader, although he couldn’t stand in the vanguard, always seemed to stick with me in the rearguard.

He made the excuse that he needed manpower to protect me, a rearguard who could not protect himself alone.

At first, I believed the guy’s words like iron stone.

It was almost the first time I did party hunting, so I only knew that other groups were doing this.

Above all, the other two members were following Rumbelt’s words without hesitation, and I, a rolled stone, could not break the existing rules.

As it turned out later, Stella, with her naive personality, believed Edward’s words straight away, and the other students in the spear department were all Edward tricked into a freshman who had just entered the academy.

While feeling familiar with the party hunting that was created like that, the problem that festered at the hunting festival in the first semester of the 3rd year exploded.

Edward’s unreasonable strategy, which misunderstood the power of the target monster, resulted in the death of a student in the same party’s spear department.

Embarrassed, Edward tried to escape alone, leaving me and Stella behind, but was crushed to death by a group of orcs who appeared from behind.

Stella and I were about to die like the other two for silently following our stupid leader’s stupid plan.

In fact, it wouldn’t be strange if he died then.

My strategy, which I desperately created in a crisis situation, somehow worked.

Stella’s energy, which had been hidden by Edward’s stupid instructions, was fully displayed.

On top of that, a few miracles that could be considered luck were combined, and Stella and I managed to save our lives from the brink of death.

That was the first connection I had with Stella in my previous life that I can remember.

It was only natural that they would quickly become friends regardless of their grade or department, as they literally risked their lives and fought together while wandering through life and death.

As a bonus, it was also an opportunity for me to remember the son of a bitch’s name, Edward.

In this lifetime, I wanted to avoid running into each other if possible, but I never thought we would be entangled in this way again.

In addition, I found out the chief secret of the guy I didn’t know before.

I thought he raised his grades by simply buying the professors at the academy with donations, but it was the first time I’d heard of him taking the top spot while lowering Stella’s grades in this way.

Well, without doing something like this, it would have been impossible for him to defeat Stella and become the chief himself.

The subject matter could be solved somehow by buying the professor in charge, but there were two more evaluation criteria that could not be manipulated simply with that alone.

The pre-evaluation of the midterm exam and the hunting system of the final exam.

Since these two tests are openly held in front of all students and professors at the academy, it was impossible to improve one’s grades no matter how much cash was poured into them.

If similar grades were obtained during the semester, Stella, who had overtaken Edward on both of these tests, would eventually take the top spot in the year.

The Rumbelts were a family with a long history of swordsmanship.

Unlike the Arwen family, who adopted skills even if they were not related by blood if they had the ability.

The Rumbelt family values bloodlines and has shown that they are somehow trying to find the next generation of talented people within their bloodlines.

As a result, they couldn’t admit that their lineage had nothing to do with swordsmanship talent, and they became a family that made the next generation wield a sword regardless of whether or not they had talent in swordsmanship.

The fact that the heir to the Rumbelt family entered the academy at the same time as the heir to the Arwen family led to this result.

The Rumbelt family chose the cowardly method of lowering Stella’s grades in order to somehow get Edward, who had a talent below the average person, to get a higher grade than Stella’s.

Even the method of bribing Professor Wolfin, a wolf prisoner, was understood to some extent through investigation.

Now, the method of purchase may not be so important.

‘bang!’

With a loud sound, the door of Professor Wolfin’s office bounced against the wall.

The wolf beastman, the owner of the office, showed no signs of surprise and glared at me in displeasure, baring his teeth.

“Isn’t the grading period over yet? Professor Wolfin.”

The door to the professor’s office was closed as the sharp edge of life filled the room.