My head was spinning, it's feels like my soul was trying to leave this mortal body of mine.
But despite that, I managed to calm myself and took deep breath.
Still it didn't feel real...
Elite academy, the best Academy in on continent is shutting down because of headmaster failed investment.
"Shit!"
"Did you say something?"
"N-No, I didn't say anything!"
"Hmm, okay."
Right now at the moment one of the teachers of the academy who was quitting his job and was about to head on decided to bring me to the headmasters office, after seeing me on front gate of the ellita Academy.
Maybe he decided to have some pretty on give me, and decided to give me a direction which was nice, since I don't know the route to the headmasters office.
"Haven't you heard of notice?"
At that moment, a fellow teacher decided to break the silence.
I looked towards him, confused.
'What was he talking about? What notice?'
"A notice?"
The teacher nodded his head and said,
"Yeah, few days ago, when everyone heard the academy was closing down due insufficient fund's, a notice was send to every student's and teachers family through warp gate and mage messengers. Teachers were informed beforehand about the situation of the Elite Academy. Didn't you received one?"
I shook my head with daze expression.
"No, I didn't receive any."
First, my country state is so poor that there is not warp gate.
Yeah, that's how poor I am.
'Did I miss mage messengers too?'
Well, it took almost two and half week me to get here...
The message must have delivered to my house after I left the home.
'My father, who must have received a message couldn't called me back. After all he had no way of calling. He sold out family three horse's to buy me Instructor uniform, a sword and few allowance money to spend on the way here....'
We are Baron in names only...
My father, Baron Eathan, farms the land, and his estates consist of small villages and rugged lands.
That's why everyone in the village, including my family, was overjoyed when i was appointed to the Academy.
'...The academy was ruined on my first day?'
My heart was pounding, my day is already ruined and this fellow teacher of mine whom I decided to share my heartbroken story was laughing his ass off.
I didn't say anything and just walked, after seeing my expression he also stopped laughing knowing the situation was not easy for me.
We walked in silence for few minutes.
As the teacher led me through the dimly lit corridors of the academy, I tried to wrap my mind around what had just happened.
The words from the laborer replaying in my head. The best academy on the continent—shutting down because of a failed investment? It was impossible to believe, yet here I was, seeing the evidence for myself.
I kept my gaze fixed on the teacher's back as we wound through the maze of halls.
"How did this even happen?" I muttered under my breath, the words barely audible.
"How did the headmaster go bankrupt?"
The teacher glanced over his shoulder, his expression grim.
"It's a long story," he replied softly.
"But let's just say she made some bad decisions and invested in the wrong places. She's not the shrewdest when it comes to business, and with the academy's finances stretched thin, it didn't take much to tip everything over the edge."
We turned a corner, and the headmaster's office came into view—dark, heavy wood doors with the Elite Academy's crest etched into them.
The teacher stopped in front of the doors and gave a small knock before pushing one open and stepping aside.
"Here we are," he said, his voice steady but lacking its usual confidence.
Turning his head towards me, the teacher said.
"We'll, I'm going now. I'm already late as it. It was good to seeing you Hadean Eon."
"Yeah, thanks for the help."
"No problem."
Saying that, teacher turned and leave.
After all he also resigned from his job as an Professor and he have nothing do here.
I also turned toward the door that was standing in front of me.
—Knock!, Knock!
I knocked the door and waited few seconds before reply came.
"Come in."
—Click!
I took a deep breath and stepped inside, the weight of the situation pressing down on me.
The headmaster's office was as opulent as I had imagined—large, filled with dark wood furnishings and heavy tapestries that depicted scenes of a unified kingdom. But it felt lifeless now, with papers scattered across the desk and bookshelves half-empty.
I then took notice towards and was shocked to the core at what I saw.
'An elf...?'
An beautiful elf with golden hair that's shin sunlight that was coming through window with bright green forest eyes staired at me.
She was so beautiful that it took a moment for me to come back my senses.
And as soon as I came back I took deep breath and focus.
Since I got my job at Elite Academy in hurry and was pressed against time to reach here as soon as possible, I didn't bothered to check who the academy headmaster was.
But I would never that Academy headmaster would be an...Elf.
The Elf, seated behind desk smiled.
"Are you by chance, Mr. Hadean Eon. The professor who was supposed to start today?"
"Ah, Yes mame."
"I see. Well, well. Come and sit down."
I nervously took the seat across from her, and the elf spoke.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Alara, the headmaster."
"I'm Hadean of...Baron Eathan."
"Yes, yes. Now, if you'll excuse me, let me finish what I was looking at."
The headmaster flipped open a magazine and began to read, ears perked.
'...? Isn't that the language of the elves, where text is not a common language?'
The headmaster said as he tapped his pen and read the magazine.
"Mr. Amon?"
"Yes?"
"Jaw Slime or Steel Slime. Which do you like better?"
"...What's that?"
"Just tell me, in your own words, what you like better."
Frowning, I blurted out.
"Steel Slug?"
"Steel Slug, then, for ten gold coins."
My eyes widened at that.
"Is that a horse racing magazine!"
Alara ears pricked up in outrage at the near-scream.
"Horse racing! How could a noble Elf do such a barbaric thing?"
"Aren't you?"
"Of course not!"
I fell back in my seat, my mind racing to process what was happening. This wasn't what I had expected—an elf headmaster, reading a horse racing magazine, making bets on steel slugs? My heart was pounding, and I felt completely out of place.