The Genius Professor Wants An Easy Life - Chapter 224
Not just anyone can become a summoner.
You need to be born with an ‘affinity.’
The same goes for mediumship abilities.
Both are not developed through effort but are innate.
However,
‘I can at least mimic them.’
To other mages, this would sound like utter nonsense and make them furious.
It’s impossible according to the principles of magic.
Normally, I would have thought so too.
But recent realizations have changed my perspective.
‘There are no limits to magic.’
I thought of the SRitual of Sanctification.
A technique that converts mana into holy power.
This too was originally impossible.
But through ‘noble achievements,’ the impossible became possible.
‘And my magic, “omnipotence,” also turns the impossible into possible.’
What is Lv. 9 miracle magic, to begin with?
It’s about transcending the laws of the world to make the impossible happen.
So, I believed there was no reason I couldn’t mimic affinity and mediumship abilities through magic.
‘Affinity is the ability to communicate with the summoning target. Mediumship isn’t much different in essence.’
Summoning is, simply put, a ‘call.’
The summoned entities, like spirits, respond to this ‘call.’
Naturally, the better the communication, the easier they respond.
It’s said to be innate.
‘But there’s nothing I can’t replicate.’
While treating them, I used my master of magic skills to thoroughly understand their abilities.
What exactly affinity and mediumship are.
What their essence is.
How to express them through a technique.
How to turn them into magic.
As a result,
It was… all because of… Durandal…
I succeeded in summoning the spirit of Chancellor Lupus, who was murdered not long ago!
Chancellor Lupus had reached the transcendent level, so his soul had a strong presence, and because he had recently died with unresolved grievances, it was possible.
“Chancellor!!”
“What is this nonsense?!”
Since everyone needed to know the truth, I invited several witnesses.
The professors of Peridot, who had always respected Chancellor Lupus, murmured in astonishment.
“Quiet. We don’t have much time to talk.”
The people gathered here were strong enough to distinguish whether the summoned spirit was real or fake.
Everyone fell silent.
“Could you please tell us exactly what happened, Chancellor?”
It all started when I began challenging the advanced level of Lv. 8 Sage.
Just as Lv. 7 is divided into levels such as general master, renowned master, grandmaster, and great master, Lv. 8 is similarly divided.
For reference, Lv. 8 is categorized as follows:
General Grand-level.
Intermediate Giant-level.
Advanced Sage-level.
Top-tier Seeker-level.
The higher you go, the numbers decrease exponentially.
Most Lv. 8 transcendents are general Grand-level or intermediate Giant-level.
Sage-level and Seeker-level are extremely rare across the entire continent.
Even among the Empire’s Five Great Swordmasters, including the Bright Dragon, most were intermediate Giant-level.
At Lv. 8 transcendent, there are vast differences even within the same level. To my shame, I was on the lower end of the Giant-level. I didn’t show it outwardly, but I suffered from long-standing inferiority.
Chancellor Lupus had a pained expression.
Then I heard a whisper from Durandal. It offered to help me. Since it came from a holy sword, I didn’t suspect it. I didn’t realize it was the whisper of a demon.
Chancellor Lupus quickly advanced with Durandal’s help.
After rising from the bottom of Giant-level to just below Sage-level, Durandal revealed its true nature.
When I challenged the Sage-level, an inner demon attacked, and Durandal took over my mind. By then, it had already been gradually invading my psyche, leaving me unable to resist.
What happened next is what everyone knows.
Chancellor Lupus became a serial killer.
“Then, who killed you, Chancellor?”
Everyone held their breath.
It was the most crucial moment.
And then.
Carla.
“…What did you say?”
It was my old friend, the Bright Dragon Carla, who killed me.
“!!”
The room fell into a tense silence.
“W-What?”
“Dame Carla would never do that!”
“But, a summoned spirit wouldn’t lie.”
I realized what was happening.
‘Durandal is playing tricks again!’
It’s true that a summoned spirit doesn’t lie, but that’s under normal circumstances.
Chancellor Lupus’s soul had been completely consumed by Durandal while alive, making such trickery possible.
‘The Duke of Roshran’s group aims to eliminate both Chancellor Lupus and the Bright Dragon.’
The problem was that we couldn’t immediately prove this was a false testimony.
To do that, we needed to find Durandal.
‘Durandal is a cursed sword specialized in ‘suppression’ and ‘concealment.’ There’s no way to know where Durandal is now.’
Holy swords and cursed swords also have different levels.
As seen from its actions, Durandal was a top-tier cursed sword.
Durandal’s particularly remarkable ability was ‘concealment.’
A ‘miracle’-level concealment.
It was impossible to find through ordinary tracking methods.
And then.
Carla is also under Durandal’s control… don’t let her suffer the same fate as me….
“Shut up.”
A rough voice suddenly interrupted.
The frail-looking girl, the Demon King, spoke with an annoyed expression.
“I don’t want to hear any more nonsense. Confess the truth immediately.”
Everyone looked astonished.
An unbelievable thing happened.
The real culprit who killed me is… Professor Kamel.
“!!”
Even though she had lost her power, the Demon King was still the Demon King. She nullified Durandal’s suppression with her authority!
It was a professor’s name I had never heard before.
All eyes turned to one side.
A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance stood there.
“W-Why me all of a sudden? I have done nothing but serve the Chancellor with utmost sincerity. I have committed no crime.”
Others also seemed unsure, their expressions uncertain.
The solution was simple.
“Dame Carla, please detain him for now. A thorough investigation will reveal the truth.”
“I-I am innocent! No matter how powerful you are, Van the Legend, you cannot intimidate an innocent person…!!”
Suspicion began to cloud everyone’s eyes.
His reaction was excessively intense.
I smirked inwardly.
‘No matter how excellent Durandal’s concealment abilities are, they can’t avoid detection if we search directly.’
Durandal was likely hidden in his magical pouch.
Its concealment ability prevented it from emitting any aura outside.
“Don’t worry too much. This is just a precautionary investigation. If you are innocent, there will be no problems.”
“Uhh….”
And then.
An unexpected situation occurred.
“Shut your mouths!! Everything is for the glory of the demon realm!!!”
Boom!!
Suddenly, he unleashed a magical explosion.
It wasn’t meant to kill but to create a smoke screen to hide his presence.
Considering the powerful individuals gathered here, it seemed futile, but surprisingly, his trick worked.
“No, where did he go?”
“He disappeared!”
‘Durandal’s concealment ability also applies to its owner.’
Of course, only to a certain extent.
No matter how good the concealment ability of the cursed sword is, it’s impossible to evade the eyes of an Lv. 8 transcendent.
There was a reason he managed to escape.
The Bright Dragon approached and called me aside.
“Just as you said, I let him go. What will you do now?”
Indeed.
I had anticipated that the real culprit would try to escape if revealed and had asked the Bright Dragon to let him go.
Why?
“He will flee towards the demonic realm. We’ll capture him before he crosses the Black Mountains.”
“Why go through the trouble? We could catch him now.”
“Doesn’t it anger you, Dame Carla, that the demons were involved?”
Carla closed her mouth tightly.
Chancellor Lupus, sacrificed by the demons’ plot, was her close friend.
A fiery anger burned like a flame.
“We can’t just sit back and take this. We’re going to strike back at the demons.”
It was time for a counterattack.
* * *
To be precise, we planned to create a backlash against Duke Roshran through this incident.
First, we subdued the escaping culprit.
It was actually simple.
“How exactly do you plan to strike back? Protesting to the demons won’t make them listen.”
The Bright Dragon asked, puzzled.
I had no intention of using such a method.
“Do you know what kind of cursed sword Durandal originally was?”
“Not really. I didn’t even know it was a cursed sword.”
“It’s a sword used for the demons’ rituals. It now serves as a key to an ancient, forgotten demon temple.”
The Bright Dragon flinched.
“You mean, could it be?”
“Yes, exactly.”
I nodded and held Durandal.
Durandal tried to resist, but it was futile.
I suppressed it with my power, and soon Durandal’s ownership transferred to me.
Paaaah!
Durandal’s ‘concealment’ effect enveloped me.
Even the same effect varies greatly in power depending on who uses it.
The concealment effect deepened far more than when that corrupted guy Kamel used it earlier.
It was truly a ‘miracle’-level concealment.
‘With my magic added, no one will recognize my presence even if they see me.’
This meant I could move safely wherever I went.
“I will infiltrate the demonic realm and destroy the ancient demon temple.”
“!!”
Duke Roshran is an extremist.
Just like on Earth, such extremists often serve as religious leaders.
He was the high priest managing the demons’ temple.
‘If the ancient temple is destroyed, he won’t be able to avoid responsibility as the high priest.’
Worried that this might provoke the demons and cause trouble?
There was no need for such concern.
I wouldn’t leave any evidence of my involvement.
That’s why I dealt with the corrupted guy in a secluded place. Durandal was still ‘missing.’
‘Duke Roshran isn’t the only one in the demonic realm. When this happens, other demon dukes will be eager to bring him down.’
The other demon dukes were more interested in seizing power within the demonic realm than in pointlessly invading the human world.
Duke Roshran will be tied up for a while due to the checks from the other demon dukes.
‘The ancient temple has been neglected for a long time even among the demons, so infiltrating it won’t be difficult. The monocle remains silent without any danger warnings.’
Above all, there was another reason I had to accomplish this task.
‘The ancient temple is sure to have immense treasures hidden within. I’ll steal them when I destroy it!’
It was an opportunity to become rich in cash, not just in shares!
However, there was a catch.
After infiltrating the demonic realm, I used the monocle’s future-seeing ability just in case.
Lucky!! Lucky!! Great fortune is coming your way!
Thump thump. A grand opening is imminent! Look forward to a surprise gift!!
I was silent for a moment.
‘Should I just break this monocle?’
