"Disappearing for about three months every year, claiming to be camping in the mountains?"
Wataru Takagi looked at the materials on the internal network, his brow furrowing tightly.
Are you kidding me?
Does he think those wilderness survival and camping videos are real? Most of them just pack up and go home to sleep, or sleep in their cars after filming, alright?
Otherwise, leaving aside everything else, just the bears would have gnawed him to death in the middle of the night.
Three months?
Even Ed Stafford couldn't survive that.
There is definitely a secret!
Inspector Takagi and the young police officer exchanged a glance.
The problem lay in what exactly this secret was.
It couldn't really be that he was some kind of Magus or Heroic Spirit, going on business trips to resolve some Crisis of Human Order, right?
...
"'The Devil's Horn' (Corno / Cornicello)."
"A horn-shaped amulet made of red coral, gold, or silver. It is extremely popular in southern regions like Naples.
If you carry it as a keychain or necklace, you basically don't have to worry too much about wraiths in the ancient Roman regions."
"These folk methods vary across different regions. Never assume that just because something works in one place, it will work in another..."
Roser reminded them with earnest sincerity: "In the end, most folk methods work because wraiths themselves were once humans. They were born from their respective cultures, which are engraved at the bottom of your spirits.
Even after becoming a wraith, the subconscious mind still fears these things.
So, most folk methods are essentially things that the living also fear."
"Therefore, you must pay attention to the wraith's nationality. After all, if the nationality is different, most folk methods will be useless. The wraith will just scratch its head and then gnaw on you."
"Ah...?"
The students were dumbstruck.
Was the reason so simple and unadorned?
You even have to pay attention to nationality?
So it's not about having some special ability, but purely because the memories from when they were alive are too profound?
Aside from introducing methods with practical effects transmitted from China, like 'Firecrackers' and 'Boy's Urine,' Roser had just listed many useful folk exorcism methods from around the world, including Italy.
For example, Japan's 'Salt Scattering,' 'Hama-ya (Demon-Breaking Arrow),' 'Omamori,' 'Fūrin (Wind Chimes),' 'Shimenawa'...
Additionally, there was Britain's 'Cold Iron' and 'St. John's Wort'; France's 'Hand of Fatima,' 'Witch's Knot,' and 'Wolf/Boar Teeth'; Hungary's 'Garlic' and 'Embroidery,' and so on...
Roser paused for a moment, then continued his popular science lecture: "Furthermore, there are some folk methods that possess High-Grade Mystery... such as Japan's Shimenawa.
It is a rope woven from rice straw, usually hung with 'Shide' (paper streamers).
You should often see them on the Torii gates, Sacred Trees, or shrines at Shinto shrines.
This belongs to the Ritual Magecraft of the Department of Rituals within Magecraft—a ritual that imitates the mysteries of the world."
"The Shimenawa divides the inside from the outside, defining the external as impure and the internal as pure.
It possesses a weak expulsion ability, which has a not-bad effect on expelling newly born wraiths.
There is also the British 'Wiccan Pentacle,' which is similar in essence.
However, its effect is slightly stronger. If you have the chance, you can try it..."
Actually, Roser was also quite surprised at the time.
He didn't expect that among the folk methods he learned just to pretend to be a charlatan, quite a few were actually useful.
More importantly, by optimizing and deepening these rituals as a foundation, one could derive Barrier Arts of an extraordinary level.
Needless to say.
He immediately smashed three Heavenly Dao Jades to strengthen the Deduction of the Spatial Side Barrier Art.
If he accidentally produced a cheat comparable to Kamui, wouldn't he be inherently invincible and take off on the spot?
"Hmm, it will be completed in ten minutes."
Roser calculated the time.
But the students were stunned silly, their gazes changing.
This was truly professional.
From all over the world, he could pick up various folklore legends at his fingertips, and even casually explain their causes of formation, evolutionary processes, current developments, and so on.
He could even speak clearly about the Voodoo arts of unknown African tribes, critiquing them one by one.
He was definitely more than qualified to be their folklore teacher.
Even Yukino Yukinoshita in the corner had a strange gleam in her eyes.
She somewhat understood why her sister might have been with him.
The sexual tension of a knowledgeable man was quite outrageous.
That flippancy wasn't flippancy; it was free-spiritedness and elegance.
Before long.
As they chatted, the conversation went off the rails again.
Roser was in high spirits, stitching together many fantasy web novel settings—Wizard Flow, Cthulhu/Mystery Flow, as well as various Gacha games and Type-Moon lore.
Whatever was cool, whatever was dazzling, he used it.
More and more students joined in to listen.
Men, after all, are teenagers until they die. Originally, some normies were a bit reserved, but they soon fell, discussing the plot, trying out the settings, and gesturing occasionally.
And for some of the stories he copied, he chose the most angst-filled, most depression-inducing ones possible.
With a whole world as his backing, Roser plucked them out of thin air; who could withstand it?
The boys' eyes shone, and the girls' eyes turned red.
Roser took a look at the Matrix. In just this short amount of time, it had soared to 9.37, about to break the ten-jade mark.
Holy crap.
Is earning Heavenly Dao Jades this simple?
Once he got back, he would immediately ponder how to lay out a plan to earn Heavenly Dao Jades quickly.
Just then.
Clang~~
The Academy's century-old bell tolled slowly, reminding everyone of the arrival of four o'clock.
Class was finally over. Now he could go to the principal to ask for the files and investigate the problems of all the faculty staff in Class 3...
He had never forgotten his goal.
The thought flashed by, and Roser looked at the students, smiling: "Then, let's end this class here. See you next week!"
Well, if he caught the Ghost Story, there probably wouldn't be a next week.
The classroom was quiet for a moment, and then it exploded with noise.
"Don't, Sensei! You haven't told me what happened to the Desolate Heaven Emperor in the end!"
"Wuwuwu, Teacher, I beg you, please tell me what happened to the Caterpillar and the White-haired Master in the end?"
"Just half an hour more, no, one hour more of class!!!"
Could the usual boring classes compare to this?
They had chatted so happily just now.
All kinds of Magecraft settings, Heroic Spirits, the Throne of Heroes, the rise and fall of Ancient Britain's Camelot, the Ninja World, Date A Live, Lord of the Mysteries, Soul Society, Warhammer, and other Seven Great Lostbelts.
The twenty-two subjects of the Magus corresponding to the twenty-two Sequences of Apotheosis.
The different evolutions of Magecraft in different worlds, the Saver under the Bodhi tree, the nun who became a Beast...
The brilliant achievements of a world's most prosperous era were simply a dimensional strike against this world, where literature and art were restricted by Ghost Stories.
It left them dazzled and fascinated, waiting with unsatisfied desire.
Even Kiyotaka Ayanokoji didn't object.
In fact, in his dull first half of life, he really hadn't encountered this feeling of uncontrollably wanting to know the follow-up for a long time.
A room full of boys and girls felt like they had seen the most exciting part, only to see the author's declaration of dropping the story.
The whole classroom became noisy.
Roser rolled his eyes: "Fine, I'll teach you one last basic Magecraft."
He had been a teenager once too.
Back then, he was obsessed with a certain Red-Haired Monster's books, reluctant to sleep even at 3 AM, so he could understand the teenagers' feelings.
"You know Magic, right?"
"Of course we know! Supernatural power capable of releasing flames, storms, or thunder!!"
The boys and girls felt a faint excitement in their hearts.
For some reason, they felt that it wouldn't be strange if Teacher Roser really knew magic.
"Correct. The magic in your impression is known as Ancient Magic within Magecraft. It is also the Inheritance Department among the Twelve Departments of Modern Magecraft. However, I don't know it either..."
Just as they revealed looks of disappointment.
Roser looked at the silver Matrix that had already completed the Deduction, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "However, I can teach you the most basic Magecraft of the Department of Rituals..."
Although he didn't draw a bug-like cheat like a certain Obito's Kamui.
He really did manage to create a classic Space-type ability.
The Mustard Seed Space!
"...This is Imaginary Number Magecraft. Its name: Hollow Realm Expansion—Gate of the Left."
Slowly.
Roser raised his right hand.
In everyone's gaze, a wisp of electric light lit up between two of his fingers...
Breathing stopped~
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