The Weakest Summoner’s School Conquest – I Became Strong Only After Losing – Chapter 170

𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐎𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐝 “𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥” 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞

This was shortly before Albero and the others fought against Typhon and Florentia.

The story begins after the teacher from Asgard Summoning Academy, Oswald, was arrested.

During his demon subjugation mission, Oswald abandoned the citizens of Alfheim Kingdom for his own gains and committed various fraudulent acts, leading to his arrest.

The trial was swift, and Oswald was found guilty of treason, sentenced to fifty years of forced labor.

Oswald desperately tried to defend himself but to no avail. He was dressed in prisoner’s clothes and sent to the mines with other criminals. . . . . .Notably, the quick progression of these events was due to the efforts of Yorha, and the founders of the masquerade ball, Hill Climb and Euglena.

Oswald was completely abandoned.

However, Oswald hadn’t given up. On the way to the mines, he thought hard about his situation.

“Damn it. . . . . .I won’t let this end this way.”

“Hey, bro, why are you frowning so much?”

“. . . . . .Shut up, you commoner.”

“. . . . . .What did you say?”

“Ah. . . . . .No, I mean. . . . . .”

Oswald glared at the criminal sitting next to him in the horse carriage.

He then realized that he couldn’t summon his beast now. He wore a collar that had been modified to seal summoning, so he couldn’t act recklessly.

And the man Oswald had provoked wasn’t an easy opponent. He was muscular, with countless scars on his face and bloodshot eyes. He didn’t look sane.

But Oswald was saved when the horse carriage stopped.

The door of the horse carriage opened, and a man who seemed to be a guard spoke.

“Everyone out. You’ve arrived at your ‘home’.”

As they got off the horse carriage, they saw that they were at a mine.

There was a large cabin for the guards at the entrance of a massive cave, and soldiers in armor were present.

Inside the cave, numerous prisoners were engaged in mining activities. All of them wore collars and worked obediently.

The guards made Oswald and the others line up.

“We’ll now take attendance. Those whose names are called, collect your belongings and head to your cells! Howard Robinson!”

“. . . . . .”

The man named Howard was stout with pale skin and a prominent mustache.

Oswald quickly realized that Howard Robinson was a noble.

After collecting his belongings from the guard, Howard said:

“Damn it. A noble like me in a place like this. . . . . .Remember this, all of you! When my innocence is proven, none of you will get off easily!”

Howard ranted angrily.

But the guards started shaking with suppressed laughter, eventually bursting into loud laughter.


“What’s so funny?!!”

“Heh, there’s always one like you, a ‘former noble.’ Listen, there are no distinctions like nobles or commoners or beggars here. Everyone here is a criminal. You’re a filthy, worthless criminal. And let me tell you, there are countless ‘former nobles’ like you in this mine. Know why? Because most of the crimes are committed by nobles.”

The guards laughed uproariously, and Howard, pale, headed towards the mine cells.

Oswald also turned pale.

“Next, Oswald Brush. . . . . .Ah, Oswald from the disgraced Viscount family.”

“Damn. . . . . .”

The guard struggled to hide his laughter.

Oswald was unaware. The guards found pleasure in observing the reactions of the nobles brought here. They would even wager on which noble would lose their temper or show arrogance based on their titles.

Oswald clenched his teeth in frustration, took his belongings, and headed to his cell.

“Damn it! Why is this happening to me, Oswald?!”

He threw his belongings onto the tattered bed.

For the record, the cell wasn’t private. It was a room with ten beds lined up. Only the space above the bed was considered Oswald’s “room”.

“I will definitely escape from here. . . . . .!!”

Oswald resolved himself once more.


Oswald’s assigned job was to polish and sort mined ores.

He would grab one ore from a wooden box, dunk it in a bucket of water, wipe it down, and place it back in the box. It was a simple task, but doing it repeatedly for hours was exhausting.

However, if he took even a short break. . . . . .


An electric current would flow through his collar.

Oswald gripped his neck, cursing the collar that sealed his magical abilities.

Then, his workmate and fellow inmate, a former noble named Adagio, spoke.

“Oswald, it’s best if you work diligently.”

“Shut up! If not for this cursed collar. . . . . .!”

“You’re such an idiot.”


The electric current flowed through Oswald’s collar again.

Oswald, who became the center of attention, was ridiculed by the other prisoners.

Adagio commented with a dismissive tone.

“That collar is special. It can detect the wearer’s emotions. If you try to commit suicide, your body will be paralyzed. If you try to starve yourself, your body will be forced to eat.”


“According to the guards, no one has ever succeeded in committing suicide in this mine. Everyone serves their sentence and leaves.”

“This is ridiculous!”

“Don’t tell me. In here, no one can die. That’s the rule for criminals working in this mine.”

“Damn it!!!!!”

Oswald screamed and tried to tear off the collar, but it was futile.


Electric shocks coursed through him again, and Oswald fainted.


Oswald woke up on his bed.

“Ugh. . . . . .”

“Hey, you’re awake.”

“Damn it. . . . . .I fainted because of this cursed collar.”

“You missed a meal.”

Adagio was laughing near Oswald for some reason.

Oswald looked at Adagio with annoyance.

“What do you want?”

“Just something I wanted to ask.”

“. . . . . .What is it?”

“How old are you?”

“. . . . . .Age? I’m twenty-nine.”

“Hmm. . . . . .nice.”

“. . . . . .? Hey, what are you doing?!”

Suddenly, Adagio crawled into Oswald’s bed.

Adagio was well-built and easily overpowered Oswald.

“Hah, hah. . . . . .Young men are nice.”

“. . . . . .”

Oswald had an ominous feeling.

Adagio was breathing heavily, for some reason, touching Oswald’s chest.

“Listen, you, what are you doing?!”

“I’ll tell you. There’s no entertainment in this mine. . . . . .except using the body of newcomers for 『fun』. Ha ha ha, you have a body that’s exactly my type. . . . . .let’s have fun, shall we?”

“. . . . . .T, This must be a joke, right? Stop it.”

“The guards turn a blind eye to it. . . . . .even if you scream “Aaahh!”. . . . . .no one will come.”

Similar things were happening on the other beds.

Men with men━━a world unknown to Oswald.

Adagio started to undress, and began undressing Oswald as well.

“S, Stop, stop it!!”

“You scream so beautifully. . . . . .hehehe, I’m starting to enjoy this.”


With his upper and lower clothes removed. . . . . .Adagio also undressed.

And then. . . . . .the night deepened to the sound of Oswald’s screams.


“. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .”

“. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .”

“. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .”

“. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .”

“. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .”

The next day.

Oswald, clutching his rear, walked to the dining hall with a zombie-like gait.

He ate his meal and headed to work.

Strangely, he was efficient at his job.

It seemed like he was moving without thinking.

“. . . . . .I feel tainted.”

“Hey, last night was good.”


Adagio slapped Oswald’s shoulder lightly.

He then brought his face close and blew his rough breath into Oswald’s ear.

“I’ll take care of you again tonight. Let’s enjoy it, shall we?”


“See you later then♪.”

“. . . . . .”

Oswald’s 『hole』 tightened.

“. . . . . .haha, hahaha.”

This became Oswald’s new daily life.

He worked, was taken care of by Adagio, and occasionally some of Adagio’s friends would join. . . . . .and gradually he got used to it.

Forgetting about the nobility, the Blush family, Masquerade Ball, and the like of Albero, Oswald was sinking deeper.

“Hahaha, hahahahahaha, hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. . . . . .ha, haha.”

Oswald’s prisoner life continues.

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