Korent is an adjunct lecturer at Walde College. He's young and promising, handsome, has a car and a house, earns three thousand a month, and, most importantly, is still unmarried.
He figures that if he keeps working hard, becoming dean of academics, ascending to the principal's seat, and reaching the pinnacle of life will soon be within his grasp. However...
Professor Moriarty and Professor Shakespeare happen to pass by and smile at him. "Hey, Korent, want to play cards tonight? We're playing Fight the Landlord."
Paracelsus, head of the Alchemy Department, has been waiting outside the dorm for ages. His face brightens with a refreshing smile. "Hey, hey, Korent, I have a potion here that will keep you from ever getting tired. Want some?"
Siegfried, a lecturer in the Dragon-Slaying Department and Korent's roommate, sighs helplessly. "Korent, the casino owner just came by with some people looking for you. He said if you don't pay him back, he's going to pay Director Chiron a visit."
Chiron, the director responsible for discipline at Walde College, takes a small sip of tea. "This is the eighteenth complaint you've received this academic year, Lecturer Korent. Do you have anything to say in your defense?"
The protagonist bows his head deeply, his expression filled with sorrow. "As a lecturer, I am truly sorry!"
Note: This is a lighthearted, comforting, and soothing fantasy story, and it's about much more than just talking about heroic spirits.
