The Genius Professor Wants An Easy Life - Chapter 111

Head Slayman wore a bewildered expression.

So did the others.

Be that as it may, the Head is a Level 6.

A realm where one has forged their own world through the Path of Magic.

Though lacking compared to a Level 7 Master, that’s only because Level 7s are monstrous by nature. Nonetheless, Level 6s were formidable opponents not easily approached.

I, a mere Level 2 apprentice level, stood no chance against him.

Indeed,

   

The likelihood of defeat was significantly higher.

Yet, I continued to spout madness unabated.

“It would be best if you exerted your full strength. Otherwise, you’ll end up a 6th ranked star who was disgraced by a 2nd-tier mage, nothing but hot air.”

“Ha, you brat! Don’t you regret this!”

An informal duel began.

The chosen format was the ‘Magic Gunner Battle,’ commonly used among mages in duels.

I had faced off against Lady Beth, the Duchess, in this manner before.

“Brace yourself!”

We cast our magic simultaneously.

The Head unleashed a four-star magic.

He wasn’t holding back.

Despite the lower star count, its might was overwhelmingly potent.

On the other hand, I cast a one-star spell.

And it was the most basic Mana Needle at that.

Not strengthened with the Chaotic Aura, nor the Cold Shadow Blade at that.

In comparison to his magic, it looked pitifully feeble.

“How trivial.”

Crash!!

My Mana Needle tore through the Head Slayman’s magic.

“!!”

Head Slayman’s eyes widened in shock.

So did everyone else’s.

But, this was an expected outcome.

“You’ve overestimated yourself too much. Did you really think you could contend with my greatness with a mere ordinary spell lacking your Path of Magic?”

Indeed.

At this moment, the Head was in a position where he couldn’t use his full power.

Why?

The Path of Magic is the journey a mage embarks upon in magic.

Therefore, imbuing a spell with the mage’s Path of Magic could inadvertently reveal one’s stepping into the forbidden realm of evil dark magic.

‘He must have thought he could win without incorporating his Path of Magic, underestimating me as a Level 2.’

In all aspects—understanding of magic, fundamentals, management, etc.

The Head was nowhere near my level.

   

“This can’t be all, can it? Try a little harder.”

“Shut up!!”

The Head cast his magic again.

It was a four-star magic as before, but the energy it contained was far superior.

It didn’t matter.

Crash!!

My magic tore through the Head’s magic again.

“Y-You brat!!”

And then, once more.

This time, he seemed determined, and the power was nearly indistinguishable from magic containing the Path of Magic, but the result was the same.

“Do you still not see the difference in our levels of magic, Head?”

“!!”

“Use your original Path of Magic. It’s impossible for you to face me with ordinary magic at your level.”

The room fell deathly silent.

First, there was astonishment directed at me.

Second, there was speculation.

Why doesn’t he use his Path of Magic despite being pushed back?

A perfectly reasonable question crossed everyone’s faces.

Could it really be?

Especially, Sienna’s eyes narrowed.

Doubt deepened on their faces.

Feeling the atmosphere, the Head clenched his teeth, but he was stuck in a dilemma.

He was in a bind.

Watching this, I threw out a ‘trap.’

“How did you even become a Head? Even I, a mere 2nd-tier, can’t be handled by you.”

“!!”

I sneered.

“There were reports that you ascended to your position through corruption, and now it seems to be true. No, in fact, is it even a lie that you achieved Level 6?”

“You brat!!”

Bingo.

Finally, a spell cast with all his might.

Beyond just a powerful aura, it was imbued with his ‘Path of Magic.’

‘Still, for someone claiming to be a Level 6 mage, he sure did a good job of hiding the scent of his dark magic.’

Regardless, I had to be on edge.

If it were ordinary magic, perhaps not, but a spell imbued with his true Path of Magic was difficult to counter with my power.

Originally, I had planned to use a trick to reveal the fragments of his dark magic hidden within his Path of Magic.

‘…Why doesn’t it feel like I’m going to lose?’

A ludicrous thought crossed my mind.

‘I think I can win even in a direct confrontation.’

In fact, to expose his dark magic, directly nullifying the opponent’s spell was the best approach.

The moment the spell shatters completely, the hidden source of his Path of Magic would be unfiltered and exposed.

I looked at the probability reader.

   

It was still the same.

But then, another hypothesis popped into my mind.

   

‘A finishing move? Why all of a sudden? It seems unlikely with the Cold Shadow Blade or the Power of Chaos.’

In an instant, I realized.

‘Is this talking about using a finishing magic spell?’

The proper term is ‘Arcane Magic.’

It refers to the special magic unique to individual mages, not widely shared among the magic community.

Passed down secretly within specific magical schools or acquired through unexpected encounters, these spells are significantly more powerful than common magic, thus dubbed ‘finishing magic.’

‘Where am I supposed to learn a finishing move all of a sudden?’

I kept my mouth shut.

Another ridiculous idea popped into my head.

‘There’s no need to learn one. I can just create one myself.’

A flash of inspiration struck me.

I moved as if bewitched.

First, I extended my right hand.

Flash!

A star was drawn, and above it, a spherical orb appeared.

“A positive (+) attribute orb?”

“Why would he do that?”

The world is composed of elements.

Not referring to the molecules, atoms of Earth.

But elements like fire, water, wind, earth, etc.

By the way, those who primarily deal with these attributes are called ‘Elementary Mages.’

Elements are classified into a broader concept of negative (-) and positive (+).

However, these negatives and positives themselves do not possess any power.

It’s only when attributes like fire or water are assigned that they gain strength.

The positive orb I manifested held no power on its own.

‘But this isn’t the end.’

Flash!

I extended my other hand.

Another star was drawn, and similarly, a spherical orb appeared.

It was a negative (-) orb.

Then, those who realized what I was attempting gasped in astonishment.

“Could it be the bipolar theory?”

“Reckless?!”

Indeed.

I had the idea to use the bipolar theory, which was used in the development of mana automobile engines, now as an offensive spell.

But, just like the cries of ‘reckless’, it was no easy task.

“Foolish brat. Even if you trigger the bipolar reaction, you’ll only create an unstable response. Better kneel down now.”

The energy backlash from the bipolar reaction couldn’t be controlled and would merely disperse in the air without delivering a proper strike to the opponent.

However,

“A sparrow cannot understand the flight of a great hawk.”

“What?”

“Just watch.”

The stars I drew weren’t just for showing the negative and positive orbs.

Invisible magical lines connected the stars floating on both sides.

Not just one.

A web of lines.

I expanded a fractal structure into a multi-layer to gather energy.

Focusing the repulsion energy to a single point like a magnifying glass.

Suddenly, a name came to mind.

“This the Arcane Magic, ‘Polar Singularity’ of Van Ecclesia.”

It was my first finishing magic.

Swwwiiiish

The repulsion energy of negatives and positives focused at a single point, right at the core of the Head Slayman’s spell.

“What?! This is a two-star magic?”

“Is that surpassing a five-star true power spell?!”

The Head Slayman’s complexion turned pale.

Though he gave his all, it was futile.

The power was unbelievable for what was supposedly a mere two-star spell.

It was almost equivalent to a six-star spell in its might.

If the Head had truly been a competent Level 6 mage, perhaps he could have managed to counter it, evil dark magic wouldn’t be called evil dark magic for no reason.

“Arghhh!!!”

The Head suddenly vomited blood.

The spell was nullified!

But that wasn’t the end of it.

Arrghhh!!!

A bone-chilling scream echoed.

The nullification of the spell revealed the true essence of his Path of Magic contained within it.

It was unmistakably dark magic.

And of the most horrifying kind, one that involved human sacrifices.

“T-This is.”

“Enough. This is sufficient evidence, and according to the Magic Crime Protocol, you are under arrest. The details will be discussed in the interrogation room of the Mage Tower.”

Flash! Thud!

Sienna’s magic restrained Slayman and slammed him onto the floor.

And that wasn’t all.

“Viscount Werner, you are also requested to accompany us as a person of interest. Depending on the investigation’s progress, you may be reclassified from a witness to an accomplice.”

“W-What, how dare you?”

“Refusal to comply could adversely affect you in subsequent trials.”

“I am the brother of Duke Volman! A mere investigator dares?”

“Your recent remark will be added as a charge of insulting an investigator.”

It was a poor choice of opponent.

Sienna was not nicknamed the fierce one for nothing.

Once she had someone in her sights, no matter who it was, they paid the price.

‘With such a temperament, she has many enemies within the Mage Tower, and it usually doesn’t end well, but right now, she’s invaluable.’

It was a resounding success!

I heard someone say nearby,

“A storm of blood will sweep through the Academy.”

Indeed.

That day, an announcement was posted on the Mirror Board, which uses the Philosopher’s Stone of the Academy as a server.

   

Expressing deep regret… all parties involved will be dismissed… .

It was a statement signed by Duke Volman himself.

‘It must have been urgent. Had things continued as they were, the Rapalt Ducal family would have been completely ostracized from the academic community of the Academy.’

For the record, my dismissal was revoked.

Those who were ‘involved’ and thus dismissed were:

Chairman Viscount Werner dismissed.

Head of the Magic Faculty Slayman dismissed.

Dissolution of the Board.

The professors who baselessly slandered Associate Professor Van were all dismissed.

It was truly a storm of blood that had swept through.

‘It’s as if Ruby Academy has blown away the foundation it had built up until now.’

A sigh of relief, in a sense.

Unexpectedly, I also received a reward.

For eradicating corruption within the academic community, a special commendation is awarded.

It was a commendation from the ‘Ministry of Education’!

‘This holds significant meaning. It will give me a major advantage when I’m formally appointed as a professor.’

The final approval for a professor’s appointment requires the Ministry of Education’s consent.

Academies initially hire, and the Ministry reviews the qualifications.

Especially since I didn’t know what sort of tricks the Second Imperial Prince might play, this commendation would be a huge help in securing my position perfectly.

But that wasn’t all.

‘This will also serve as a shield against the Rapalt Ducal faction.’

Receiving an award from the Ministry of Education, then immediately trying to dismiss me again?

Even for Duke Volman, that would be a stretch.

‘Of course, I can’t just relax and think it’s over.’

This incident hadn’t completely weakened the Rapalt Ducal faction.

They still held more than 50% of the shares.

‘They have the authority to hire, so they’ll select chairpersons and professors to their liking.’

Especially since they’d be grinding their teeth for revenge after this incident, the newly hired professors would likely not be as greedy and incompetent as before.

My prediction was spot on.

The next day, an announcement appeared on the intranet.

   

“!!”

He decided not to appoint a proxy but to take up the position of chairman himself!

And that wasn’t all.

‘Why is this name here?’

   

A well-known name.

A master mage of Level 7 from abroad and a prominent figure in the academic world.

However, my surprise wasn’t for those reasons.

‘…This guy is a fraud.’

A villain.

And not just any villain, but a renowned one.

‘Did Duke Volman know he was hiring a scammer?’

It seemed unlikely.

At this point, nobody knew the true nature of this person.

I fell silent for a moment.

‘…Could this be a win-win situation?’

A good idea came to mind.