The Retired Hero become a Teacher

Chapter 1

" This is the end, Albero. " 

Said the man who stood against the wounded dictator as he pointed his blade coated with blood at him. They have no strength left in their bodies. And the dictator laughed,

"Ha ha ha, so this defeat feels like, so shameful and frustrating. " The Evil Dictator won many battles and killed many innocent civilians during his invasions. They also knew him as the strongest mage of the era. But this was the first time the dictator lost in a battle. 

" Today, I created a new era, but I'm not able to see it... as it cost my life ". 

After that, the dictator died. The man sheathed his blade to its sleeve and walked out of the castle. Blood and dead bodies filled the castle that was guarded by thousands of great soldiers. Same with the blood of thousands of heroes who lost their lives for freedom. 

The man raised his blade, and the eyes of many people saw it, signifying that they won the war. And he shouted,

"The dictator is dead!"

That day was marked in the history of humankind. And the man was called the hero, and named as Asir.

~After five years, each city and kingdom gradually recovered after the dead of the Dictator. One of them is the V'leska City, the capital of the Divine Kingdom. Divine kingdom was one of the leading Kingdoms who fought against the Dictator, and it was said that this was the Hero's hometown. But after the wars, the hero suddenly disappeared and no one knows what happened to him. 

A man, named Michael, works as a teacher in Heindrich Academy. They well knew this school for training magic warriors and mages in the entire country. 

This year, he became a homeroom teacher, but unfortunately, he was assigned to class-E. This class has an unpleasant history because of its bad-ass students. Many teachers tried to teach here, but they all signed their resignation on the day after their class. But Michael accepted the job. The reason was—

" Dammit, don't have money for this month, so I don't have any choice but to accept this job ", he thought. 

He arrived at the door of his classroom, and he saw all the students clashing all around the classroom. Some are practicing their magic and showing their weapons, which are prohibited outside the allowed area of the campus.

And suddenly, the students stopped when they noticed Michael had entered the room. He turned back and wrote his name on the board.

"I'm Michael Ridden, I will be your homeroom teacher for the rest of the school year", Michael said. The students began murmuring against Michael. 

"What's up with these brats, it makes me feel uncomfortable" , Michael wondered.

"Are you just a tier 1 magician?", Said by a girl with red hair. 

Then one of the students stood and came close to Michael. He suddenly grabbed his clothes and glared at his face. He is a man with a muscular body with yellow hair.

" I'm amazed at your courage to teach us, even your just a weakling tier 1 magician "

" Thank you, I'm flattered, but what is your name again? ". Michael said.

"I'll give you the honor to know my name, my name is Zod Dassett, I am the son of the Chief of the Primal Knights". The Primal Knights are known as the strongest soldiers of the Empire. They were trained in both physical and magical aspects. It was said that they can conquer a country by just using 200 soldiers.

" Okay, so Mr. Dassett, can you please let go of your hand? "

"What if I did not ". Zod replied.

" What a troublemaker, I don't want to do this but...", Michael sighed.

He suddenly grabbed Zod's hand and locked it in his back with an insane speed. And pasted his head to the table while down on his knee.

" Lesson number 1, never underestimate your enemy even if he is a low tier magician, because if not, then you're dead. "

It startled the students. Michael released Zod and pushed him away. Zod was knocked down but immediately stood up and charged again. 

"How dare you! Take this bastard!"

[Flame Fist]

Zod enhanced his punch with a fire attack. 

" Lesson number 2, don't mess up with the one who is stronger than you... "

He caught Zod's attack with only one hand. Zod was startled. He couldn't believe that it negated his attack. After that, Michael's face became serious.

[Predator] « a Tier 3 spell that can inflict fear to the target. It can only work if the target is weaker than the host. 

A trembling aura filled the whole room and because of its strength, some students fell down on their knees and could not utter any words until the spell was over. The magic was gone, but all the students were still frightened, even Zod who couldn't even make a stance anymore. 

"Okay, shall we start the lesson?"

Magic is divided into three types according to the construction of magic circles and mana manifestation of their crest: Type 1, called 'kreto', is well known as a creation magic, they specialized in summoning monsters, physical enhancements and displacement magics.

Type 2 crest is called 'kremos' or destruction magic, they specialized in casting offensive spells and curses. But the type 3 is still unknown, it said that it is specialized in both 2 types; but some said it has both of the crest properties, but different in construction. It is believed that the 'Evil Dictator', and the hero who were able to defeat him, have this crest.

The Crest could be printed to the host's body parts (skin, eyes, etc), or manifested to magic circles. But there were special cases where the crest hid on the soul. 

" Do you have questions? ", Michael asked. And he saw the students were not really listening. 

" This is such pain in the ass", he sighed. 

[Predator] — the whole was trembled in fear again until he stopped it. 

He smiled and asked again, "Okay, do you want to listen again?".

"Hey, that's cheating, bastard. You can't just cast it all the time with your students!"

"Yeah, That's abuse!". The students protested.

"It is because you were not listening to me,". Michael said.

And one student stood and complained, "Because it is boring, we already knew that previous teachers always said that on their first day".

"And they make them resign after. These brats are so hilarious" , Michael thought. 

These students were proud and stubborn, as expected in the last section, and some of them were sons and daughters of nobles. Michael made a solution to make these students submit to him.

" Okay fine, let's make this easy. Tomorrow, I will test all your abilities one by one. Let's treat this as your pretest. ", he suggested, then the students immediately stopped. 

" What if we don't want to? ". Shouted by one of the students. And the class laughed. 

" I think you would like this, kids. The test will be a duel, all of you against me." Michael said. The students were surprised and started laughing. But Michael continued to speak.

" The bet is if you manage to defeat me, then I will immediately sign my resignation; but if not, then you guys must submit to me for the rest of the school year. What can you say? "

~After the class was dismissed, Michael received an email from the school director.

|Mr. Ridden, may I have your presence here in the office? ASAP.

He grinned. And when he arrived at the school director's office. When he opened the door, he saw a beautiful woman standing on the side of the school director.

" It is nice to see you again, Michael. Or maybe, war hero, Asir ". The school director closed her legs and leaned her head upon her hand.