A deep part of the Demon Realm.
There, Orpheus was watching the current situation in Grasco through a video communication port.
The situation is turning in favor of the demons.
Then again, it wouldn't make sense otherwise.
I heard that because of that plan, all the lowest-ranking demons headed to Grasco from the Igner front.
It was an operation where only the lowest-ranking personnel could be mobilized from the start.
No matter how many cracks there are in Grasco's barrier, if a demon of lower rank or higher enters, it will be unable to avoid a decline in its stats. It will end up being worse than even the lowest-ranking demon.
In that case, it is better to win by sheer volume like that.
And this is merely a prelude.
Two years later, the prelude to the day when Grasco's barrier is torn apart and demons will ravage the place.
I hope Lucas is fully prepared for that moment.
This is a 'greeting' for it.
He wants to safely get through the 'greetings' he arranged and die a painful death at his hands.
"Heh, hahaha! You've finally shown up, Professor Lucas!"
Orpheus welcomed Lucas's arrival while stroking his throbbing scar.
"Now then, please don't die easily. Hehehe...."
* * *
Lucas did nothing.
It merely appeared and existed.
That alone drastically changed the course of the war…
That was the nature of Lucas's existence.
Its mere existence turned despair into hope.
It wasn't just the atmosphere that he changed.
The students of 'All About Combat' were recharged with morale simply by his presence, and their movements became light again.
In addition, Jesse, who was desperate to make a good impression on Lucas, was also drawing out the best of his abilities.
It is not just these people.
"Casper, your waist momentum is lacking. Flick harder."
"Lilperia, the tip of your sword is too light. Put some weight into it."
"Kaiya, the tempo of the whip is too fast. Adjust it."
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.
.
It was literally correcting the posture of the entire student body.
Lucas's one-on-one personalized coaching, which had been a privilege for students of 'All About Combat,' was spreading throughout Grasco.
Thanks to-
Kuaaaang!
rustle-
Whoosh, crack!
"Aargh!"
"Cough!"
"Ouch, that stings!"
"Kiyoooot!"
The skills of all the students are improving.
The tide of the battle, which seemed to be turning against them for a moment, began to tilt completely in Grasco's favor.
* * *
To the students who viewed it as
The angle of arm extension, the force distributed to the weapon, and even the rhythm or timing.
A very expensive lecture took place in the middle of the battlefield.
The cost of this lecture is… … .
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For now, I could somehow manage to endure that massive volume of work through crash courses.
The real thing is elsewhere.
This is the cause of the crack in this barrier.
Yuleid Bestia.
A professor in the Faculty of Magic in charge of the barrier.
He is the culprit behind this situation.
In fact, he was the simplest person to think of.
He holds full authority over Grasco's barrier, and if a crack appears, Yuleid is the only one to suspect.
"A sword for me, too."
"Here you go. If you join the fight, you'll be able to wipe out those demon bastards in an instant."
I have business elsewhere.
"what?"
I will let you know when everything is resolved.
Ronald, who had briefly harbored doubts, also soon nodded.
"Don't lose. Anything that gets even the slightest bit hurt is a complete failure."
He issued a warning to the students of 'All About Combat' and hurriedly moved toward the location of the barrier device.
The opponent is Yuleid Bestia, one of the top mages on the continent.
He is one of the great sorcerers often mentioned in *Ah.Cheon.Mang* as well.
It was clear that he would be a difficult opponent, but I was confident.
The symbols of mutual learning were abundant, and points and gold were plentiful.
If you can't afford it, use real money.
That is the most effective way to clear the boss stage of a crappy game.
'uh....'
However, what was waiting was a completely unexpected situation and an unexpected person.
Curtis Ricardo.
I have been waiting for you, Professor Lucas.
Also known as the Angel Professor Curtis Ricardo.
He was smiling white, holding Professor Yuleid's corpse in one hand and covered in blood from head to toe.
* * *
Grasco's general faculty is one of the most prestigious on the entire continent.
In particular, the 'Department of Ancient History' is praised as the best across the entire continent.
The biggest reason why the 'Department of Ancient History' is highly regarded.
The influence of this man right in front of me, Professor Curtis Ricardo, was the greatest.
A figure of a similar age to me who has already risen to the top of the academic world.
An unparalleled genius whose knowledge is so boundless that even Heinz must concede defeat when it comes to ancient history, leading to suspicions that he might be a polymorphed dragon.
A 'teacher' in the truest sense, known to students as an infinitely benevolent professor.
… … However, I have never depicted a character like this in
Even if the description of Grasco, excluding Lucas, had been toned down, someone with this level of fame would have been mentioned at least briefly in the work, but to my recollection, there is no description of this person.
You sound like you knew I was coming.
Of course. All of this is—because it is history.
He said with an endlessly benevolent smile.
This kind of character is dangerous.
Capable of burning anything for the sake of one's beliefs.
That is why that radiant light, which appeared to be
I initially suspected him of being a demon.
However, after obtaining the Pama aura, he completely dismissed that suspicion.
This is because he did not feel any discomfort toward Curtis that he felt even toward Riet.
Rather, it felt sacred in a purer sense than the people of the Holy Empire of Bert.
He was that kind of person.
That is why questions flooded in about why he killed Professor Yuleid, or rather, how he was able to do so before that.
"Why?"
Did you ask for the reason?
He answered with an endlessly benevolent smile.
"It's going to be a long story. Would you mind listening?"
I didn't relax and just nodded.
"Thank you. First of all, you need to know that I am not a character of this 'worldview'."
My heart sank at the word 'worldview' coming out of his mouth.
"...What's that sound?"
Could it be that this guy is the one who stuck me in here?
"Ah, you seem flustered. I am not the kind of person you are thinking of, Professor. I am just… well, if I may say so, a 'person from the future'?"
A somewhat shocking remark came out of his mouth.
"People from the future?"
Only now did I partially understand his existence. Curtis Ricardo is a person from the future. That is why he had not appeared in the *Ah.Ten.Mang* worldview.
Because he is a character who 'never existed' from the beginning.
At the same time, I also understood how he gained fame in ancient history.
Because he possessed knowledge of the future from the beginning.
My mission was to turn history around and save you.
"...what?"
Was it saving me?
I had no choice but to ask again because I couldn't understand the situation.
You say you will save me, from what?
You were destined to die today at the hands of Yuleid Bestia.
That makes no sense.
It is only natural that you feel doubt. After all, you must know that your scheduled lifespan is 25 months from now—the day this Grasco falls.
This guy knows something, something.
However, as the Professor visited Bert and eliminated Yuren, 'plausibility' began to intervene.
"Plausibility, really...."
It wasn't the kind of thing that could be shared here.
My head felt dizzy, and I couldn't understand. It felt as if the conversation itself was blocked by a wall and not being conveyed.
"You must be confused. That, too, is due to the intervention of 'probability.' You probably won't understand most of what I say. It is precisely because 'probability' intervened in this way that the opportunity for me to alter history was created."
I can't concentrate on the conversation at all.
"In any case, to rectify the distorted history, 'Probability' attempted to kill you through Yuleid. They likely intended to seal you away with his barrier magic and bury you in some remote corner of the world. This demon invasion is not intended to harm Grasco. It was aimed entirely at you. It was to lure you here."
His words were heard haltingly.
I try to focus my consciousness, but it doesn't go my way.
"But you right now...."
Has even my vision gone strange?
The Curtis in front of me seemed to be fading little by little.
"But thanks to that, I also gained the opportunity to stop it. From now on, there will be no more intervention by 'probability'."
His body was crumbling apart.
Curtis was trembling noticeably. His voice, and his very presence.
However, with an unwavering gaze and an upright voice, he spoke clearly.
"It is alright if you do not remember the conversation we shared. It is fine if you do not remember my existence. However, there is one thing you must remember: you are the only key that can prevent the end of this world."
"Curtis."
"I am Curtis. It is an honor to be able to save you, Professor, and to stand in your place. Therefore, you must now save this world. A threat greater than the demons... is endangering the world. Please remember this, Professor. You alone are the key to preventing the end of the world."
At the same time, his body scattered into a white halo of light.
The extinction of existence.
Nothing remained in that spot.
"Me… … the key to preventing the end of the world?"
Aside from the questions Curtis left behind.
At the same time, my consciousness drifted away.