The Genius Professor Wants An Easy Life - Chapter 219

Count Milo wasn’t the only one thinking along these lines.

“…….”

Late at night, 

A figure with deeply contemplative eyes looked out over the campus.

It was Count Kashien of the Demon Realm.

 

 

This was the order given to him by Duke Roshran.

He meant the Demon King.

Duke Roshran and other extremists believed that it was the Demon King’s oppression preventing the demons from conquering the world.

‘Where the hell is the Demon King?’

It was certain she was here at Ruby, but no matter how hard he searched, he couldn’t find her.

‘Well, even if she’s lost her power, if she wants to hide, someone like me wouldn’t easily find her.’

The Demon King is a being of unparalleled greatness.

The problem was that she used her great abilities to suppress the demons rather than to fight for them.

“Looks like I have no choice but to use that method.”

A murky voice escaped him.

He recalled something Van had said recently.

I’m worried The Order might extend its influence to our academy

With the cemetery within our….

“If I cause chaos with necromancy, the Demon King’s nature won’t allow herself to sit idly by.”

The plan was to flush out the Demon King, forcing her to reveal herself, much like setting fire to a rabbit hole.

While The Order is infamously associated with necromancy, necromancy originally belonged to the demons.

Repercussions?

He didn’t care.

His duty was solely to find the Demon King.

‘The collaborator seemed to subtly wish for me to cause a ruckus.’

He was referring to Chancellor Karak.

When Kashien was looking for a way to infiltrate Ruby Academy, Chancellor Karak had reached out to him first.

Hoho, a demon? Why are you sneaking around like a stray cat? Come in here proudly.

At that time, a dark malevolence flickered in Chancellor Karak’s eyes.

He seemed to be plotting something sinister, using Kashien for his own ends.

Whatever the reason, it didn’t matter to Kashien as long as he achieved his goal.

There was only one thing that nagged at him.

‘Van, what exactly is that guy up to?’

Mentioning The Order was clearly intended to provoke him.

Given Van’s high reputation, it made him uneasy.

‘It should be fine. Fortunately, he’s suffering from mana overload.’

To confirm, he had accompanied the professors from the Healing Faculty when they checked on Van.

It was no lie.

Of course, given his minuscule core, he would recover quickly, but not immediately.

“All for the glory of the Demon Realm.”

Fwoosh.

A dark aura began to envelop the cemetery within the seal.

*    *    *

The Club Festival.

An event where each club showcases its achievements.

Club activities hold significant importance for academy students.

Although it’s an internal event not open to the public, the academy grounds were bustling with activity.

Meanwhile, another crucial event runs concurrently with the Club Festival: the student council election campaigns.

“Candidate number 3, Langham! Running for second-year president! If you vote for me…!”

“Shut up, I’m candidate number 2! If you vote for me…!”

The position of class president for each year in the Four Prestigious Academies Is a tremendous honor and a key achievement, making the competition incredibly fierce.

Among the students crushed by this intense competition, some were feeling dejected.

“…….”

“…….”

It was Catherine, Libel, and Mikhail.

“What are you staring at blankly, secretary?”

“What about you, acting like an idiot, president?”

Catherine for president.

Mikhail for vice president.

Libel for secretary.

The three of them were running in this configuration.

Exhausted from campaigning, they were now taking jabs at each other.

“Haha. Cheer up. It’s not like we have no students supporting us at all, right?”

Catherine nodded.

Indeed, the three were surprisingly doing well.

Thanks to the unexpected efforts of Libel and Mikhail.

The professor gave us this task. We must accomplish it.

Haha, I agree. Professor Van wouldn’t have assigned us this task without a reason. Let’s give it our all.

Originally the ultimate in unlikable characters, both Libel and Mikhail were working hard to improve their image by bowing and showing utmost effort throughout the campaign period.

‘In fact, this is also thanks to Professor Van.’

Since everyone liked Van, they viewed his students with a mix of favor as well.

‘But winning is impossible. The competition is too strong.’

Their competitor was Theren, the most popular student at Ruby.

‘Why is that guy so obsessed with Professor Van? If he likes him, he should just say so. Professor Van doesn’t seem interested at all.’

Catherine stood up with determination.

She didn’t have much confidence, but she wasn’t about to give up.

Pushing forward despite feeling overwhelmed was what she did best.

“Okay, we’ve rested enough. Let’s get back out there and…! Huh?”

Catherine blinked.

She saw something strange.

“Hey, isn’t that an undead zombie? Must be someone in costume, right?”

Given the festival-like nature of the event, many people were dressed up as ghosts, undead, monsters, and so on.

“Wow. That looks incredibly realistic. It’s like the real thing.”

“Y-You idiot. It’s not that it looks real, it is real.”

“What?”

“It’s a real zombie.”

“No way! Why would there be a zombie at the Club Festival? This isn’t a Cult worship site.”

Catherine, momentarily unable to grasp the situation, babbled nonsensically.

She wasn’t alone.

Everyone blinked in confusion at the sudden appearance of a zombie.

But only for a moment.

“Damn! We need to deal with this!!”

Then, someone stepped forward.

Fwoosh!

“Wow!! Theren!”

Theren appeared with a model-student look, swiftly dealing with the zombie.

With a smirk, he glanced at Catherine and her group, clearly showing off.

However, that composure didn’t last long.

“Hey, what’s that?”

“You’ve got to be kidding, right?”

The Ruby Academy grounds were divided into two areas.

The campus with the academy buildings.

And the outer seal.

The outer seal area was ten times larger, and a dust cloud was rising from that direction.

“It’s an undead army!”

“No way, is The Order really here?!”

Given the strong association of the undead with The Order, everyone immediately thought of them.

However, the identity of the mastermind wasn’t the priority right now.

“All students, evacuate to the auditorium!”

“Graduate students and seniors, join the faculty in holding off the undead!”

The professors took charge.

But the chaos didn’t subside easily.

Especially the underclassmen, who lacked real combat experience, were panicking and unmanageable.

‘Damn. If we don’t respond promptly, the damage will be severe.’

At that moment, a strong voice cut through the panic.

“What are you all doing?! Do you want to die? Get a grip, now!”

It was Catherine!

“Follow the professors’ orders and move to the auditorium!!”

“Yes. Everyone move! This is a command from royalty!”

The commanding voices of Catherine and Mikhail echoed, finally snapping the students out of their panic.

The professors looked relieved.

“Now we can fight without worry.”

“Still, I wonder how many casualties there will be.”

“The number of undead is overwhelming.”

The professors’ faces darkened.

Even when The Order was rampant, hunting them down was daunting due to such overwhelming numbers.

High-level individuals might fare better, but ordinary soldiers, low-level knights, and mages would suffer enormous casualties against such a horde of undead.

“We must do our best to minimize the damage.”

Soon, the undead army breached the campus.

Then, an unexpected situation unfolded.

“Hold the line!”

“Take this, you undead scum! My ultimate spell!!”

“What the?”

The professors were stunned as they watched the fourth-year graduates of the Magic Department.

They were not the same students they knew.

‘Their levels haven’t increased, but what are those spells?’

Each student was casting powerful, unique spells.

It was as if they had received special tutoring from a renowned master.

The spells were far beyond ordinary low-level magic, decimating the lower undead effortlessly.

“Professor Van taught us.”

“Professor Van?”

The professors looked astonished.

“Indeed, Professor Van is truly remarkable.”

“We can’t be outdone.”

Fwoosh!

The professors of the Magic and Swordsmanship Departments rallied their spirits and began to suppress the undead.

*    *    *

Count Kashien frowned.

The situation was not unfolding as he had expected.

‘How could there be so little damage?’

He had never thought he could bring down Ruby Academy.

No matter how high-ranking a demon he was, mobilizing such a massive undead force was impossible.

Nor was it necessary.

Count Kashien’s goal was simply to lure out the Demon King.

But at this rate, the Demon King would not reveal herself.

‘It seems she’s not among the professors, graduate students, or fourth-year graduates holding off the undead.’

Count Kashien surveyed those holding back the undead.

‘Then, the Demon King is likely among the lower-year students who have evacuated to the auditorium. If I cause trouble there, the Demon King will be forced to appear.’

Count Kashien raised his hand towards the auditorium.

Without corpses to use, he couldn’t summon a large undead army.

Instead, there was a more effective monster for this situation.

Fwoosh!

A Death Knight.

A Lv. 6 undead monster was summoned into the auditorium where the younger students were gathered.

*    *    *

Oooooo

A chilling wail echoed through the auditorium.

“What the…?”

“A Death Knight! Why is that monster here?”

“It’s The Order! The Order’s emissary has come to convert us to death!”

“Professor? What should we do?”

There were a few professors in the auditorium as well.

They were Lv. 5 junior professors.

The problem was the Death Knight’s nature.

It radiated a powerful fear aura that paralyzed anyone below its level, trapping them in the terror of death.

Thus, even the professors were frozen stiff.

‘We need to hold out until the senior professors from outside arrive.’

But how many would die while waiting?

Among the students, only a rare few could withstand a strike from the Death Knight.

‘Perhaps only someone like Theren from the Swordsmanship House…’

Even Theren’s face was pale.

He wasn’t completely overwhelmed by the fear, managing to hold on, but it was clear he wouldn’t be able to fight effectively.

‘To overcome this fear, you need an unbelievably strong will.’

Everyone in the auditorium was essentially prey in front of a predator.

Then, voices rang out from Catherine and Libel.

“What’s with this bony skeleton? Let’s get this crap stain back to its grave.”

“Idiot, use proper language. People are watching. Candidate number 3, here.”

Catherine and Libel stepped forward, not to campaign, but to protect everyone.