I Killed The Main Characters

Chapter 210 Instructor Noah Ashbourne [2]

Noah stood before the first-year Class 1A.

His sharp, calculating gaze sweeping across the room.

The students, still murmuring from the unexpected and stern introduction earlier, quieted as he rapped his black staff twice against the marble floor.

"The information I've given you so far..."

Noah began, his tone cold and commanding.

"...is what every other class is being told.

No more, no less.

However, as your acting homeroom professor, I expect nothing less than perfection from each and every one of you.

No exceptions, no in-betweens."

The air grew heavy as his words sank in.

"I understand that many of you think this is beyond your abilities.

You're wrong.

If you fail, it will not only reflect poorly on you but also on me.

And I refuse to be associated with mediocrity."

He straightened his black blazer, the white gloves on his hands catching the light.

"To ensure that doesn't happen, I'm going to give you an edge—

A chance to experience a fraction of what you'll face during the midterm exams."

Noah gestured for the students to follow him.

He led them through the grand hallways of the academy until they arrived at a massive building with a dome-like structure at its top.

The sheer size of it was intimidating, and its pristine white walls seemed to glow under the midday sun.

"This..."

Noah said, his voice echoing.

"...is the [Simulacrum Dome].

It's where some of the academy's most advanced tests are conducted.

Today, you'll have the pleasure of facing me in a small exercise."

The students exchanged wary glances as they stepped inside.

The interior was even more awe-inspiring—

A vast, white expanse stretching endlessly.

It felt as though the space could contain the entire academy faculty and students with room to spare.

Noah stepped to the center of the room, tapping his staff twice again.

The white surroundings shimmered, dissolving into a dense forest.

Trees with thick trunks and sprawling branches rose around them.

Their canopies allowing only minimal light to filter through.

Boulders were scattered across the uneven ground.

And the air was filled with the faint rustle of leaves.

"Now..."

Noah said, shrugging off his black blazer and hanging it over his shoulders.

"This coat will act as your flag.

Your task is simple.

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Take it from me before I reach the end of this forest.

If I make it there without losing the coat, you all fail."

He smirked, adjusting the coat casually.

"Of course, I don't plan on letting this designer piece get dirty.

So I suggest you try your best.

Or don't.

It makes no difference to me."

Noah tapped his staff against the ground once more, and the atmosphere grew tense.

"You have ten seconds to disperse.

Noah said, narrowing his eyes.

Her red eyes gleamed with amusement, and she smiled, her hands resting on her hips.

"Professor."

She said sweetly, stepping aside.

Noah didn't stop to question her.

He tapped his staff twice.

And the forest dissolved, returning them to the white expanse of the Simulacrum Dome.

Noah stood before the class.

His gaze sweeping over the defeated students.

Some were nursing minor injuries, while others avoided his eyes.

"Hopeless."

He said, his voice cutting through the silence.

"Absolutely hopeless.

Your coordination is abysmal.

Your spells lack power.

Your tactics are nonexistent.

Do you think you'll survive against second-years like this?"

The students gritted their teeth, some murmuring under their breaths.

Noah's gaze hardened.

"You think I'm being unfair?

That I'm too harsh?

Let me make one thing clear.

The second-years will not care about your feelings.

They will do whatever it takes to secure their flags, and they will exploit every weakness you have.

If you don't toughen up, you'll be crushed."

He paused, letting his words sink in.

"That said, I won't let this class be a laughingstock.

The second-years have one advantage over you.

Mana concealment.

They can hide their presence, making it nearly impossible for you to detect them."

He smirked.

"But I won't let them have that edge.

No class of mine will be taken advantage of by such a simple and stupid flaw.

Starting tomorrow, I'll teach you how to conceal your mana.

Consider it a gift.

Don't waste it.

Next week are the mid-terms. "

Noah turned, his coat swaying as he strode away.

But inwardly, his thoughts churned.

'Luckily, none of them had ill intentions....'

He began his thoughts.

'...If they had, the curse would've taken effect.'

'The purpose of this test wasn't just for them—it was for me, too.

To see how far the curse would go.

Using students for my own benefit? Shameful, I guess...

The system's familiar chime interrupted his thoughts.

[+50 False Evil Points]

A wry smile tugged at his lips.

"Of course..."