Despite Being an Extra, I'm the Villain's Childhood Friend - Chapter 39.2
Chapter 39.2
As he teased him by mimicking his childhood speech, Robert’s face instantly turned red with embarrassment before he frowned. He couldn’t let this go unanswered, but just as he was about to retort…
“Michael Willbright.”
Gerald’s calm voice cut through the air.
“You’re noisier than I expected.”
“….?”
Michael blinked in surprise and looked at the white-haired man he had never seen before. Who was this person he was meeting for the first time…?
Gerald noticed Michael’s confusion and gestured arrogantly.
“Why are you standing there like an idiot when you’re three months late?”
Gerald glared at Michael, who was three months late.
“Ah…! Yes…”
Michael realized that the man in front of him was the liberal arts teacher who had been out of contact for so long. He quickly pulled up a chair and sat down at the desk, not even having time to catch his breath.
The number of textbooks increased from two to three.
Looking at them, Izeline sat down on a chair with mixed feelings.
That was the moment when even Michael, whom she had envied so much, fell into the endless abyss of studying.
* * *
Knock, knock, knock, knock.
The sound of his index finger tapping on the table echoed through the air.
It was a signal that time was running out.
Gerald, who was impatient, wondered if he had given them too much time. He watched the three children sitting side by side, their chins resting on their hands in boredom. They were all busy writing something on paper.
A surprise test.
Michael, who had only been in class for the first day, should have been flustered, but he surprisingly accepted the test paper calmly. The complaint came from Izeline.
“How can you do this?! I didn’t have time to prepare at all!”
“Your true abilities will show in your performance.”
When he announced that he would continue to give surprise tests in the future, she pouted and lowered the corners of her eyes. She was now in a torturous situation where she had to constantly review and prepare because she never knew when the test would strike.
Scratch, scratch, scratch.
Scratch, scratch, scratch.
The white paper was filled with densely written words, each filling in their own answers.
[ Write everything you know about the Four Orders of Knights that protect the Empire. ]
The question, which seemed to have been hastily created, was so broad and vague that it was difficult for the students to know where to start. Nevertheless, all three of them were writing something without hesitation, which suggested that they were all above average in intelligence.
“Time’s up. Hand them in.”
Unlike Michael and Robert, who handed in their papers as soon as the test was over, Izeline struggled to write even one more word.
“Izeline.”
“Just ten more seconds…”
“I said it’s over.”
“Ugh…”
In the end, Gerald forcibly took her test paper away, and she looked at him anxiously.
She had been educated by geniuses for the past three years.
She was afraid that she would fall behind even in liberal arts subjects.
‘My self-esteem is at an all-time low. Please, please.’
Without knowing what she was pleading for, she watched Gerald’s face as he scanned the papers one by one.
How did the others do?
A bad feeling crept over her as she thought about the smug faces of those who had submitted their papers with confidence. Gerald’s changing expression amplified her anxiety.
“Izeline.”
“Yes!”
She was the first to be called, and she straightened her back nervously. Izeline’s green eyes widened at Gerald’s praise that followed.
“Well done.”
“Oh…”
“Your answer was what I expected the most.”
Did she understand the examiner’s intentions correctly? Did that mean she got first place?
She had written about the origins of the Order of Knights and what they protected, and she was thrilled that she had finally been recognized by her teacher.
In a way, it was an answer that was close to the standard.
The Ignite Knights in the east and the Chesner Knights in the west prepare for invasions from other countries, the Knights of Flame in the south fight against natural disasters, and the Knights of Windroad in the north are primarily responsible for exterminating monsters.
That was all she had written in detail.
“And…”
Gerald turned his attention to the next test paper and frowned with a dubious expression. His purple eyes looked at Michael, who was grinning unabashedly.
“What is this?”
“It’s my answer sheet?”
He looked as if he didn’t understand what the problem was.
Gerald raised an eyebrow and scanned the paper again, his expression darkening slightly. He nodded slowly.
“Interesting.”
“That’s what information is.”
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