Akashic Records of Bastard Magic Instructor (ロクでなし魔術講師と禁忌教典)

"'What are you?' the demon asked.

'What drives you to such lengths?

I can't fathom why you'd risk and endure so much.'

Without hesitation, the mage answered,

'That's simple, Demon Lord.

There are things I wish to protect.'"

"It is this conviction and understanding of my duties

that causes infinite power to spring from my depths.

And lets me rise again.

Now prepare yourself, Demon Lord,

for I shall defeat you.

and in doing so, all shall be protected."

"The Demon Lord screamed as he perished

beneath the mighty crackle of the mage's holy lightning.

Their long battle had finally come to an end."

I wanted to be a mage of justice.

This is the city of Fejite,

located in the southern region of the Alzano Empire.

This community was born and developed

alongside the Alzano Imperial Magic Academy.

It's just another theory.

They'll never know the real--

Ow!

Are you all right?

Mmm...

May I tend to that?

The angels' blessings be with you.

The reason the Alzano Empire is known

as a magical power in the world

is the Alzano Imperial Magic Academy,

established over 400 years after the Empire's founding.

Oh!

Seems you academy students live up to the tales.

I'm impressed.

Actually, sir,

using our magic outside the academy walls

is forbidden.

So can we keep this a secret?

My lips are sealed.

Thank you.

Rumia!

Well, good day to you, sir.

Good luck in your studies.

I'm rooting for you.

Thanks.

The academy boasts a proud history.

It's hailed as the most prominent school of its kind--

a training ground where students can learn

the most advanced magical arts.

The most famous mages in the world

are graduates from this legendary institution.

You know, Rumia,

I told you you could go on without me.

How could I?

I'm just a freeloading nobody with so much to repay.

I could never leave "Lady Sistine" alone

on the streets.

I don't know if that's some kind of joke,

but it's not funny.

You're part of the family now, so feel proud.

Sorry, Sisti. I'll try.

Yeah, you better!

It's pretty unusual, though.

You hardly ever forget anything.

Were you too busy thinking about him?

Maybe.

Why did Professor Huey suddenly quit like that?

Who knows.

But word is we have a new substitute starting today.

Yeah, I heard. Aw, man.

I just hope it's someone as passionate as Professor Huey.

Hey!

Out of the way!

Move, you brats!

Pay heed, great wind!

Huh?

Think that was a little much?

Yeah, probably.

I just panicked.

What do we do now?

That was unexpected.

You ladies okay?

He's late.

Are you hurt?

No.

But shouldn't we ask you that?

These crowded streets can get pretty dangerous, girls.

You should watch where you're walking.

You were the one charging like a madman!

Sisti, don't.

You hit him hard with that magic.

Just be glad he's okay.

Go on. Apologize.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too, sir.

We should have been more careful.

Ha!

Well, I'm glad you agree!

Uh...?

Now that we've established it's not my fault

in any way possible,

and your reckless walking was 100% to blame,

let's talk consequences.

Normally they'd be severe.

But I can make an exception if--

Nice.

You definitely seem familiar.

Have you and I...?

Uh...?

Hey!

What is wrong with you, man?

That's some nerve touching a lady without permission!

He's scum!

I'm telling you, he's scum!

Late on his very first day?

I knew he was a bad choice!

I don't care if it is just temporary!

We never should have let a man of unknown origins

instruct at this academy!

ou've made yourself clear, Halley.

But he came highly recommended by Professor Celica Arfonia.

What's going on?

This class period is more than halfway over now!

Maybe something happened to him.

A student would be one thing.

But a teacher at this academy not showing up

to his own lecture?

It's unheard of!

Well, maybe he's some kind of a bigshot.

I think a big bastard's more like it.

I'm gonna lodge a complaint on behalf

of the entire student body!

-- --

Hello, kiddoes. Sorry I'm late.

Well, it's about time, sir!

Do you have any idea what it means to be a teacher at this--

I'm not that guy from earlier.

How else would you know?

I'm just that strong a mage.

Give me a break.

I'm Glenn Radars,

your new substitute teacher extraordinaire.

I'll be helping you all with your studies for the next month.

Teaching is a noble profession,

blah blah blah, you're welcome in advance.

Let's see, my special skills and hobbies...

There's no time for introductions!

Can you please just start the class?

Okay, fine.

I'll teach you.

I guess that is my job.

Surely you can't complain

if a professor recommended him.

I can if he's lousy!

This says his magic capacity and memory are average,

and he's equally "okay" in all schools of magic.

It seems his mage classification is only Trede rank.

What?!

You're letting a run-of-the-mill Trede teach here?!

At this academy, Quatrede is the very minimum,

and we even have Quinde and Sede orders on staff!

Hold on...

Are you sure he even knows how to instruct

students of this caliber?

Or will he declare self-study and sip tea?

Okay. Today's class will be self-study period.

'Cause I'm tired.

-- --

Unacceptable!

Oh, and did I mention he doesn't have a teaching license?

Still...

He does come recommended by a professor,

so he can't be that bad.

I'm not hearing this!

I mean, he must have talent.

He was admitted to our school at age eleven.

But on the other hand,

this says he left the academy when he was only 15.

And went where?

I have no idea. The next four years are unknown.

Obviously, that means he just wasted all that time

doing nothing!

You see?

This boy is clearly a foolish mage who can't be trusted!

I'm not so sure about that.

Headmaster, please!

Don't count on that witch for something this crucial!

A witch, huh?

That's not very polite.

Oh, hello, Celica.

When did you get here?!

That'd be helpful to know, wouldn't it?

But let's focus on what matters most.

You can call me names all day long if you desire.

I don't really care.

But I will not tolerate you speaking ill of him.

Take it back.

Sorry, professor!