Subscriber of the Gods Chapter 315 - Ethan's True Value

“I’m sorry, Principal. I, I think I need to go quickly. This is not the time to be here. I need to go and do my homework right now, even if it’s just for a day, no, even for an hour. I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I don’t have time to stay here any longer…”

Principal’s office.

In front of Ghost Sword was a student council member planted by Ghost Sword.

He had taken Ethan’s class this time as well, just like before.

The bold subject name was Introduction to Practical Studies. As such, the principal was quite curious about the content of that class.

Ethan was already a proven and reliable teacher, practically shedding his new teacher label. In such a situation, it wasn’t necessarily to check the quality of the class.

It was just curiosity.

How Ethan teaches 150 students.

And what exactly he teaches in a class called Introduction to Practical Studies.

On top of that, he wanted to gauge.

How much more Ethan’s teaching skills had grown after going through the first semester and the vacation.

However, the state of the student council member he had planted for confirmation was not good.

Sunken eyes.

Moreover, he kept muttering something.

“Speak properly. What happened?”

“Well, there’s no time. He gave us homework. If we don’t do that homework by the next class, we’ll fall behind.”

“What do you mean?”

“He, he explained about routines…”

The student council member briefly explained the content of Ethan’s class.

The principal stroked his chin, lost in thought.

“Routines, huh.”

Indeed, it was a skill befitting practical application.

Maintaining composure and focusing within it.

This could be considered an essential skill for elevating students to the next level.

“It’s a skill that’s difficult to teach and difficult to learn.”

But a teacher like Ethan can teach it. It would take time, though.

“But…”

However, that wasn’t the problem.

“So you’re saying that Teacher Ethan taught routines to 150 people simultaneously?”

“Yes.”

At the student council member’s words, the principal could only remain silent.

When Ethan said he could handle 150 people, the principal understood it to mean that he would try to teach the students as much as possible during a rather long class schedule.

He never took it to mean that he would teach 150 people at the same time.

Because that was an impossible task.

“No, not teaching half at a time, not using a blackboard to educate everyone overall… You’re saying he taught 150 people at once without missing a single one?”

Thinking he might have misunderstood, the principal asked once more.

“Yes, it was the same as the previous classes he held. He observed and corrected each and every student as they all acted.”

A class that doesn’t miss a single person.

And he did that with 150 people.

“Huh.”

The principal rubbed his face.

He couldn’t help but laugh, but at the same time, he was astounded as he couldn’t believe those words.

While the principal was surprised.

The student council member seemed to be thinking about something in his head.

“Are you thinking about the routine?”

“I’m sorry, Principal…!”

Looking at the student council member who had been caught red-handed, the principal sighed. And this was the scholarship student he had chosen.

Still, he had played his assigned role well until now.

“I guess that means this class gave you and the students quite a shock?”

“Yes, that’s right. To be honest, I’ve never thought about wanting to study incredibly hard on my own until now… but after taking Teacher Ethan’s class, that changed.”

“Hmm, do you think other students feel similarly? It would be difficult for students from different departments like Magic and Swordsmanship to have the same mindset.”

By this point, he wanted to hear it directly.

What Ethan’s class was like, that is.

 

“It’s amazing no matter how many times I see it.”

Joint training in the main auditorium.

Today was the day of Ethan’s class.

Originally, Duty and Claudie didn’t have to participate, but they deliberately made time to attend Ethan’s class.

The reason was simple.

There were things even they could learn from Ethan’s teaching method.

In the first semester, Ethan had taught a class of 75 students.

For a new teacher, 75 students was quite a drastic number, one that was hardly manageable.

However, Ethan successfully conducted classes for 75 students and conveyed everything he wanted to convey.

Usually, when teaching a class, about 10 or 20 percent of the enrolled students tend to be dissatisfied.

But so far, not a single student had expressed dissatisfaction with Ethan’s class.

There was dissatisfaction in another direction.

That they couldn’t take the class even though they wanted to.

This means that Ethan’s class consistently maintains its quality regardless of whether the number of students is small or large.

The key to maintaining that quality was that very field of vision.

That wide field of vision that captures numerous students at once.

And the ability to educate appropriately for each student.

When these two aspects combined perfectly, Ethan’s class became an opportunity for students to make a great leap forward.

As long as they had the will to accept Ethan’s class, they could grow as much as they wanted.

Claudie observed Ethan’s class with eyes shining like a hawk.

Duty, watching from beside him, shook his head.

Claudie was also an elite teacher on the verge of becoming a master in his own way.

Nevertheless, he was open.

He was ready to learn even from a teacher who was much junior to him if he could absorb and grow from it.

Stimulated by this, Duty also focused on Ethan’s class after taking a few deep breaths.

This was clearly something only Ethan could do.

But that didn’t mean there was nothing to learn.

Duty and Claudie were also excellent teachers, capable of discerning what to learn and what to discard.

The students were just as focused as the teachers.

Max, in particular, was completely enthralled by Ethan.

Once in Introduction to Practical Studies.

And once again in this joint training.

“Max Jurod.”

“Yes!”

“Your mana capacity is quite impressive. But you’re wasting too much of it. It seems Teacher Claudie has helped you a lot, but there’s a lot of waste stemming from your instinctive habits. Show me that swordsmanship again. From the 3rd form to the beginning of the 4th form.”

Max’s swordsmanship was one that embodied the sea.

It flows like water and becomes a wave at the 3rd form.

The section from the 3rd form to the beginning of the 4th form that Ethan mentioned was that wave section.

This section was the core of the swordsmanship Max had learned, something that could never be grasped by watching just once or twice.

Therefore, Max was a bit flustered when Ethan pointed it out. Even Claudie had only pointed this out after he had formally taken Max as his disciple.

Moreover, this was inside the academy. Even if Max was wasting mana, it would have been difficult to detect as he was wasting only a small amount.

Amazed at Ethan’s eyes that had instantly recognized this, Max unfolded the wave once again without a word.

Swish-.

In the middle of Max performing the 3rd form, Ethan’s wooden sword strongly struck Max’s elbow and waist.

“Can’t you break that habit, Max? If it’s to this extent, Teacher Claudie must have pointed it out many times.”

Max looked at Ethan with surprised eyes.

Claudie was the teacher who had always taught Max.

Therefore, he knew everything about his swordsmanship.

But Ethan was different.

He had only seen Max’s swordsmanship for a short time.

Even then, he hadn’t seen it entirely, but only a specific part.

Yet he could grasp it to this extent.

“This is no time to be surprised.”

“Ah! I’m sorry, teacher! I’ll try again!”

“Try again with the right timing.”

Ethan began to correct problems one by one, simultaneously observing not only Max but also other students.

He didn’t discriminate between swordsmen and mages, and he taught students who used special weapons with ease.

Ethan had already challenged his limits by dealing with 150 people.

He could teach a smaller number of students much more meticulously.

Above all, the skills and abilities possessed by the elite of the academy gathered here were all experiences he had through MePan.

That’s why even more so.

Whack-! Whack-!

He could teach fiercely.

“There are parts that just don’t seem to improve. Looks like you’ve met your match.”

Seeing Max struggling, Claudie grinned.

Although he always tries to teach Max himself, in the end, you only truly understand through bodily experience.

Under the attendance of two teachers, Ethan’s joint training ended successfully.

***

The next day.

The students enrolled in Introduction to Practical Studies spent the whole day frowning.

Max, who had received Ethan’s training yesterday, also spent the whole day frowning, constantly thinking about routines that could stabilize his body and mind.

Mason, Yuna, and Ron were in similar situations.

But among the many enrolled students, there was exactly one person who wasn’t worried.

Roanna de Prochet.

“As the teacher said, this is too sensory and personal, so my routine can’t be your routine. Sorry.”

Generally, routines and dives were a bit more advantageous for magic department students.

This was because the process of using magic had some similarities to routines.

But it was only slightly advantageous, not easy.

Except for Roanna, all students taking the class were struggling in various ways to create routines.

But this was homework given by Ethan, and he had said that from now on, the Introduction to Practical Studies class would be centered around this. If they couldn’t accomplish this, they essentially wouldn’t be able to properly take the subsequent classes.

That’s why everyone focused on creating routines with a determined mind.

However, the person who was closest to creating a routine was someone else.

“Huff.”

He stabilizes his mind and body through the deep breath he set as a routine, just as Ethan had done.

“The most important thing in a routine is…”

The effect of this routine was very simple.

Maintaining the same breathing as usual in any situation.

“To focus with that.”

Oz couldn’t help but admire this unique approach.

It’s true that he had signed up for the class with the mindset of seeing how great Ethan was, having heard that he was an amazing teacher.

Even after sharing his story and seeking help, he still had doubts.

How great of a teacher was he?

He had experienced it firsthand in the first class, but that alone wasn’t enough.

But with this second class, he realized.

“These are incredibly helpful things. I wouldn’t have known this for my entire life if I hadn’t realized it myself by being exposed to danger.”

In short, this was the teacher’s own know-how.

“It’s different.”

It’s clearly different from the teachers he had experienced so far.

Beyond different, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it’s wrong.

“I might really be able to do it.”

After pondering for a long time, Oz came up with a routine.

Clap-.

Oz clapped his hands.

“With this clap as a signal.”

He claps as if organizing all situations. As usual. Like usual. Putting all of that into one clap.

Clap-.

“It feels like I’m getting the hang of it, but also not.”

Still, it was certain that he had taken a step forward.

“Oz.”

“Ah, teacher.”

Ethan approached from far away.

“There are people I want to introduce you to formally.”