As a descendant of the Wus Kingdom's royal lineage, Wus Morris had been groomed in swordsmanship within the Royal Capital from a young age, possessing an exceptional talent for swordsmanship, quickly becoming one of the top swordsmen among the younger generation of the kingdom.

After successfully entering Saint Karno School, he came to the Swordsman Academy with a few compatriots from the same kingdom.

But Morris was not someone who liked to follow rules, often giving headaches to the swordsmanship teachers in the kingdom.

His proud and aloof nature, his high status above thousands, and his impressive swordsman talent made Morris believe that there weren't many on this continent capable of being his teacher, causing frequent embarrassment to those who came to teach him.

It became a habit for Morris to give those weaker teachers a hard time.

Now, looking at the young black-haired man before him, this pale-faced young lord smirked disdainfully, deciding to make this teacher, who seemed about his own age, face some embarrassment.

Not just anyone is qualified to be Morris' teacher.

The class bell rang.

Podium.

"You all can call me Teacher Edogawa. I am a special skills teacher from Fess Kingdom, and before becoming a teacher, I was a herdsman."

Shami looked at the students in the classroom, introducing himself.

His introduction soon drew a lot of snickering.

"A herdsman? What level is this? How dare he stand in the same classroom as us?"

"Teaching us how to herd? This skill should be left to other academies, the students at the Swordsman Academy don't need such things."

"According to the course description, it seems like he's a special skills teacher. Does he take us for cattle, this guy?"

Several displeased voices emerged from among the students.

But Shami didn't care.

Students able to enter Saint Karno School's Swordsman Academy, more or less, have some pride, and looking down on a herdsman is considered normal.

Besides, seated firmly in the first row, the girl with white hair had eyes sparkling with anticipation for his lesson.

So Shami naturally continued with his lesson.

"Before coming here, I raised Slimes at the ranch, so in my course, I will be presenting to you about the living habits of Slimes."

Shami took out a pet box from under the desk.

His words and the pet box appearing on the podium quickly caught the attention of the seated students.

"Slime? You mean Slime from the realm of magical creatures?"

A female swordsman was puzzled.

"Yes. Precisely the magical creature Slime."

Under everyone's gaze, Shami slowly opened the pet box.

No reaction at all.

The classroom became silent.

Shami felt a bit awkward and reached inside to feel around.

[Name: Jelly]

[Species: Ordinary Magical Creature · Slime]

[Status: Sleeping]

Shami gave Jelly a hard slap.

Still sleeping? How can you sleep in a setting like this?

Even though the people in the classroom had decent talents in swordsmanship, many were those who confined themselves to practicing swords at home, living under the protection of their families, lacking actual combat experience and had not seen a live Slime.

Under the watchful gaze of everyone, Jelly slowly jumped out of the pet box.

Originally active online, Jelly fell asleep when Shami and the Magical Girl were playing in the office, tucked away in the cabinet; the dark environment made Jelly drowsy.

Blinking its bright blue eyes, Jelly soon adapted to the surroundings and, upon seeing the white-haired girl in the front row, instinctively wanted to leap into her arms.

Jumping into mid-air, it was promptly grabbed by Shami by the nape and returned to the podium.

Jelly: (⊙x⊙)

All the students watched this scene.

"See, even a Slime tamed by humans retains quite a bit of primitive impulse in its genes. If I'm not careful, it wants to charge at humans. Don't underestimate the power of a Slime; it's still a magical creature."

Shami provided a perfect explanation.

As the classroom atmosphere improved, sparking interest among several students, Shami smoothly segued into the lesson.

"In the following session, I will properly introduce this creature here to all of you."

But just as he finished speaking, sneers came from the back of the classroom.

"Teacher, I must say, this kind of thing hardly needs an introduction. The information we need can be found in the library."

The speaker was none other than Wus Morris.

Morris had one foot kicking the back of the chair in front of him, looking ahead with contempt, extremely arrogant.

Unlike others in the classroom who grew up sheltered, in the pursuit of a title, Morris had already formed an adventurer team to fight during the war against Luwaka Demon King on the continent.

Though he only got as far as the outskirts of Newbie Village in the end, he killed quite a few Slimes and goblins.

"Creatures a swordsman can take down with one strike don't warrant an introduction."

Shami looked over, easily spotting the fair-skinned, gray-haired boy sitting at the back of the classroom.

Hearing those words, Shami's eyebrow twitched a little.

Are they looking down on the Slime he trained?

Do they believe Jelly couldn't beat the crap out of them?

The Slime Leader on the podium also showed a displeased expression.

You dare insult around here? Do these human kids even know who its master is?!

Shami, remembering that he was still a teacher, calmed down, smiling at Morris, who deliberately disrupted the classroom order.

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