The Genius Professor Wants An Easy Life - Chapter 21.1
If it were my usual self, the stern aura would have made my heart skip a beat.
However, I didn’t flinch.
Because it was all according to plan.
‘I deliberately sent Hans to the lodgings first and walked around inconspicuous places. Then Valic would come looking for trouble.’
Now it was time to pour oil on the fire.
“You want me to defend you? Fine. I’ll do just that.”
“…Really?”
“If you kneel in front of everyone first, shouting like a puppy and apologize for all your mistakes, then we can talk.”
“!!“
I raised the corners of my mouth. With the help of the Dark Flame Dragon, even I could see the unfortunate smile forming.
“Oh, comparing you to a puppy would be an insult to puppies. At least they have the decency to look remorseful after doing something wrong, unlike you right now.”
“!!”
Valic’s face seemed about to burst.
“Van, seems like you really want to die.”
Wooosh
Mana surged from Valic’s hands.
“I tried to talk nicely, but it seems that won’t work. Don’t blame me for the current situation; it’s all your fault.”
It was an offensive control magic.
By the way, Valic is a 4th-tier mage.
His appointment as a professor with a parachute was a meager achievement, but I, who hadn’t even reached the 1st tier properly, was not yet an opponent to be reckoned with.
A crisis of life and death.
However,
I wore a triumphant expression.
“Now’s the time.”
Click! Click! Click!!
The sound of taking pictures!
“!!”
Having received my palm reading in advance, reporters who had been hiding emerged.
“Professor Valic! Is it true that you were attempting to murder Lord Van just now?!”
“There was an attempted murder at the scene, please share your thoughts now!!”
Valic’s complexion paled.
“Oh, no, I… ”
“Was it true that you were attempting to silence Lord Van by attempting murder?!”
“If you’re going to prison for attempted murder, please share your thoughts on that!!”
‘It’s over.’
From now on, Valic was beyond recovery.
However, suddenly, he made an unexpected move.
“Hehehe, well, since it’s come to this, I can’t help it. Just kill them all.”
‘…What?’
It was a moment of disbelief.
Splash!
Blood sprayed.
It came from the shoulder of the reporter who had been demanding Valic’s thoughts.
“AHHHH!!”
“Professor Valic has gone mad!! Run for it!!”
The reporters tried to flee in a panic,
Thud!
Their legs were cut, and they stumbled.
“For now, I’ll take my time killing these guys. And you Van, prepare yourself.”
I swallowed hard.
‘This guy, is he really insane? He wasn’t originally a character who would go this crazy.’
Something was off.
Restless, frenzied pupils.
I made a face of disbelief for a moment.
‘Why does Valic’s eyes have a demonic gleam?’
The aura of a demon was swirling!
‘Come to think of it, the energy he used on the reporters just now wasn’t simple magic. It was demonic energy.’
The meaning of this was clear.
‘Valic is a Warlock?’
Referring to those who contract with demons to gain power.
‘No way! Valic was just an early villain in the extras; there was no such dangerous setup!.’
An incomprehensible situation.
But there was no time to ponder the reasons.
‘Oh Crap. What should I do? Can I handle this?’
However,
<In the face of life and death with a Warlock, the Judgment of the Gambler is activated!>
Win Rate: 63.28%
‘…Higher than I thought?’
It was a win rate of over half.
But soon, I lowered my head.
‘It’s different from before. Losing means death.’
Until now, I had never faced an opponent where losing would jeopardize my life.
‘I need to find a way to increase my win rate somehow. I barely became a Diamond Spoon; I absolutely can’t afford to die!’
I desperately racked my brain.
Was it due to my desperate state of mind?
Suddenly, one idea popped into my mind.
‘Perhaps this method?’
I swallowed hard.
It was risky.
But in the current situation where things could only get worse, I had nothing to lose.
I decided to gamble.
“How foolish. To be captivated by such dirty mana. It’s not too late to come to your senses now. If you genuinely repent, I might forgive you.”
A story that, if someone overheard, they would say, ‘Are you crazy?’—something that would only further irritate Valic.
As expected, Valic became even angrier.
“Shut up, you bastard! I’ll tear your annoying mouth apart!!”
And at that moment.
A message like this came up.
<Life and death win rate against an enraged Warlock>
73.33%
‘As expected, the win rate increased just as I anticipated!’
Internally, I clenched my fist.
‘He’s an inexperienced Warlock. The more enraged he gets, the harder it becomes for him to control the demonic energyt!’
I decided to make him as furious as possible.
Stepping back gracefully, I tapped my dance.
As I’ve felt before, raising the stakes against others and the Dark Flame Dragon go really well together.
“Why are you so angry? Kneeling and begging is your only remaining chance.”
“You bastard!!”
“Is it because of your pride? You’ve already become nothing more than a bug, giving up on humanity. Now, what’s the importance of pride?”
“ARGH! I’ll kill you!!”
The more he lost his sanity, the higher the win rate shot up.
Win Rate: 82.535%
Win Rate: 90.428%
But now, it reached its limit.
He approached me.
“Die!!!”
Wraaaaah!!
The dark energy surged as if it were about to explode.
Just facing it made my arms and legs tremble.
‘…There are too many weak points.’
I blinked.
There were so many holes that it was confusing where to focus.
‘He forced the demonic energy up with sheer force.’
If he had calmly refined the demonic energy and attacked, it wouldn’t have been easy to respond.
However, it wasn’t entirely favorable for me just because there were many openings.
‘I lack the mana to target the weaknesses of that demonic energy.’
I had to succeed in one go.
