The Demon Saint is Missing, so I Ran to Another World

The Results of the Special Scholar's Observation (Part 2)

While I was waiting for the next set of students to come to my classroom, Lady Scholar Irene allowed me to watch her conduct classes, at my own request. This was because, connecting Lady Noir's strange 'request' to me the other day, as well as Lady Srexe, Tama'lee and Nari's situation and the low passing rate of the quizzes, I couldn't help but suspect that something's amiss with the Conclave's system.

What I couldn't understand is that, while the demons hold female rulers in contempt, they were pretty fine with them studying together with the males. I mean, back on Earth, if one society preferred one gender over the other, the less-favored one gets the short end of the stick...like a segregated education.

In contrast, here in Cherflammen, their society complexly combined modern and traditional philosophies. For a common demon, the ladies could teach them, yet they shouldn't be allowed to rule.

Pretty weird, but I guess traditions are traditions.

"..."

Anyway, back to the observation. After that issue with the test questionnaires earlier, Lady Scholar Irene had a noticeable change in how she treated me. Before, the demon educators of the Conclave had a 'nice' and 'helpful' attitude towards me, almost bordering a 'condescending' behavior. For them, I was like a lesser creature—a 'barbarian', trying to learn their ways. And as the 'civilized' ones, they ought to show me the ropes...even though a lot of their education system was based on our own in Earth, thanks to Alexa.

However, Lady Scholar Irene Capaldi's belief was shattered after that 'mock' test. From a 'patronizing' conduct towards me, she was now silent—a proof that her ideas about the differences between the human and demon mental capacity was in tatters.

The Lady Scholar's subject was Mathematics, and the topic for her class was all about problem solving. The writing board at the front of her classroom was filled with simple arithmetic equations and statements, which was a far-cry from the confusing mathematical formulas typical of advanced Math such as algebra, geometry, and trigonometry...

Ugh...remembering those always gives me the shivers. I abhor those classes.

Listening to her lectures was a tedious one, just like how the normal teachers from my own world would conduct their class. However, compared to the human students, the demons listened to her with uncanny silence. They sat upright, as if they were statues, and their eyes were all glued on her, like they lives depended on the Lady Scholar.

I can't help but to admire their dedication, though I'm freaked out by their silence.

And then, the time came when Lady Scholar Irene started to ask questions.

"So based on the problem, Pietro got 300 lightflower wine bottles and sold 200 of them. How many bottles are left with him?"

The demons raised their hands, similar to how my students call for my attention. The only difference was, theirs was a sea of raised hands, while mine would be...well, I think I was lucky if I got around four or five students wanting to recite.

These demon students are an admirable, hardworking bunch...

"Scholar Vittorio?"

"Lady Scholar, I have a question rather than an answer."

"Yes, what is it?"

"Why did Pietro have 300 lightflower wine bottles? I mean, lightflower wine is good, but it is also a rare commodity. There can't be no more than 100 bottles sold at any given time!"

What? Seriously? Why does this guy have to ask about that? Do I even have to give a fuck about that useless information?

"Well, let's say Pietro acquired it through several weeks of buying from the merchants," the Lady Scholar replied. "Nevertheless, lightflower wine is truly rare indeed..."