The Genius Professor Wants An Easy Life - Chapter 238

In a duel with the Dark Tower Master using dark magic, a 100% win rate?

An absurd judgment.

However, it was not a lie.

There was a reason.

“Lindon, Bern, step forward.”

The two of them stood before me with stiff, tense expressions.

Everyone tilted their heads in confusion, but the Dark Tower Master caught on to my scheme.

“Could it be?”

“Yes, these two are my puppets. I will use them as my puppets to face you.”

“!!”

That’s right.

This was the trump card I had prepared.

However, the others who heard my explanation had looks of bewilderment.

“Puppet art? It’s true that the Seal of Subjugation is marked on them, but?”

“Without killing their consciousness and merely placing the Seal of Subjugation, what can he do with puppet art?”

There are two types of puppet art.

One, completely erasing the opponent’s will and consciousness, turning them into a fool who follows only the master’s commands.

The other is casting a subjugation spell on the target, making them act like a puppet. This is used in real combat to force the enemy to obey your will.

The method I used on the two was the latter.

‘Strictly speaking, what I did can hardly be called proper puppet art.’

The power of a puppet depends on how well it is ‘crafted,’ and the most crucial step in the crafting process is erasing the will and consciousness.

The more will and consciousness remain, the more the puppet resists the puppet art.

“What can you possibly do with those kids?”

“Even Prince Bern is only Level 6?”

Both Lindon and Bern had impressive achievements for their age, but here, they were just rookies.

Especially when their opponent was the undisputed strongest dark magician of the current era.

However,

“Just stay quiet and watch. Today might be the day the history of dark magic is rewritten.”

“!!”

That wasn’t me speaking.

It was Duke Byron of the Dark noble family.

By the way, I had previously demonstrated the power of my ‘puppet art’ to Duke Byron.

That’s why he was so confident.

That I couldn’t lose.

But, such reactions came only from Duke Byron.

Even Jongma mocked me.

“Haha. Interesting. Good. Not only you, Van the Legend, but I can also kill Prince Bern as a bonus. I look forward to seeing the tears of the Dark Lord when he watches his son die miserably right before his eyes.”

He reached out his hand.

Flash!

It was a Level 6 Dark Magic Dark Sickle.

It flew straight for Bern’s neck.

Level 6 shouldn’t be underestimated.

The Level 6 dark magic unleashed by Jongma far surpassed the power of ordinary Level 7 masters.

“Prince Bern!!”

“Master, should we intervene?!”

The members of the other dark noble families at the round table shouted urgently.

But then.

Bern raised his hand.

Spark.

Dark magic unfolded.

It was a Level 4 Dark Spear.

The level of the magic and the energy contained within it couldn’t compare to the Dark Tower Master’s, but the result was unbelievable.

Flash!

The dark spear shattered the Dark Tower Master’s dark sickle into pieces.

“!!”

Everyone’s eyes widened.

Even Jongma flinched in surprise.

“…Interesting. Try this one too.”

Whoosh.

Flames of darkness rose.

Dark Arc Fire.

It was Level 7 master-level dark magic that purportedly incinerates its target in flames of negation.

And it wasn’t just one.

Three of them.

The members of the dark noble families screamed, convinced that this time they wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

But then, Lindon, who was standing beside him, stepped forward.

Crash!!

Dark Shield.

It was only a Level 2 defensive dark magic, but the terrifying inferno couldn’t penetrate that fragile defense.

Meanwhile, Bern didn’t stay idle.

He unleashed Dark Spear again.

Flash!

The dark spear flew towards Jongma.

He raised his hand to cast a defensive spell, but he forgot the most crucial presence.

“Ridiculous.”

Crack. Shatter!

With a flick of my hand, a faint crack appeared in his defensive spell, and Bern’s dark spear shattered his defense.

Drip.

The dark spear grazed his cheek, and a trickle of black blood flowed down.

“…….”

“…….”

The hall was engulfed in silence.

Everyone seemed unable to comprehend what had just happened.

“How could such low-level dark magic break through the Tower Master’s dark magic?”

“Could it be?”

Still, everyone present was of the highest caliber.

They quickly grasped the reason.

“It’s not just simple puppet art. Van the Legend is using those two to cast dark magic!”

Hmm, close, but slightly different.

The two were indeed casting dark magic.

I was merely assisting their spells through puppet art.

Maximizing the power to its extreme.

Just like I usually do.

Is such a thing possible?

Yes, 

Because I’m Van the Legend.

‘It’s not something just anyone can do. I took the time to thoroughly analyze and understand the dark magic styles they had mastered.’

So, the current situation is essentially this:

Someone voiced the core truth in astonishment.

“Then, it’s like having three Van the Legends?”

“!!”

Bingo.

Of course, those two are more like Van the Legend MK-II, so their performance is inferior to the original, but such weaknesses can easily be overcome.

In combat, 1+1 doesn’t simply equal 2.

The synergy effect of three Van the Legends was formidable.

Even enough to overpower Jongma.

“!!”

Crash!!

Once again, his defensive spell shattered.

Realizing he couldn’t match me in a typical dark magic duel, he gathered his energy.

“To think you’d push me to this extent. Remarkable.”

Sizzle.

The surrounding world began to change.

A familiar transformation.

It was a domain, an exclusive power of Level 8 transcendents.

Now, within this space, he could wield unparalleled power.

The only way to counter a transcendent who has deployed a domain is to deploy your own domain and overwhelm theirs.

Unfortunately, while my soul had reached the level of a Level 9 Ascendant, my actual achievements were far from enough to even think about deploying a domain.

However,

“This should be interesting. Show me your best tricks. You’ve been disappointing so far.”

“!!”

His face twisted in fierce anger.

“I won’t kill you. Instead, I’ll make you exist in a state between life and death, and keep you as my eternal trophy.”

Groooo

A vast amount of energy surged.

It was a dark magic I’d seen many times in scenarios.

Starfall Despair.

A Level 8 ultimate dark magic that collapses the opponent’s mind through a curse of falling stars.

‘I knew he would use that dark magic.’

Jongma was a major boss in the scenario that had to be defeated, so I knew its patterns.

If I couldn’t withstand Starfall Despair, defeating him would be impossible.

So how was I going to counter that ultimate dark magic?

It was simple.

‘I just need to use a cheat.’

   

The overpowered attribute was activated.

It wasn’t used often, but depending on the situation, it could exhibit absurd power.

His energy started to be absorbed by me.

However, the efficiency wasn’t great.

The dark magic he deployed was so high-level that even the ‘All Demons Bow’ attribute had difficulty consuming it.

No matter.

Even if the quantity wasn’t large, it was more than enough for me.

I reversed the absorbed energy back at him.

Crash.

“Cough!!”

His domain shattered, and in the backlash, he vomited blood.

He was heavily wounded.

But I frowned.

‘Not a fatal injury.’

Around him, a strong black aura began to pulse.

The demon’s protection was safeguarding him.

“…How dare you. I will not forgive this.”

He growled, his eyes completely turned black.

I made a troubled face.

‘The demonic energy was going berserk.’

He didn’t stop there.

“You, come here. Kill Van.”

“!!”

Theren, who was subdued by the puppet art, clenched his teeth and stood before me.

He wasn’t trying to use Theren to fight me directly.

This was a threat.

Knowing Theren was my student, he intended to kill him if necessary.

Typical of a demon contractor, resorting to such petty tricks.

But I smirked.

A good idea had come to me.

“Theren, you don’t need to listen to that scum. Come over to my side.”

Simultaneously, the binding spell controlling Theren was released.

“What?”

“Puppet art is a very delicate technique. With your demonic energy surging like that, it’s natural for gaps to appear in the spell. Now Theren is my puppet.”

I drew the Demon King’s Sword.

“Theren, take this sword. Can you deliver a blow to that scum with it? Given he’s just taken a heavy hit, if you seize the opportunity, it should be possible.”

Of course, it wasn’t an easy task, no matter how injured he was.

No matter how much of a genius Theren was, the Dark Tower Master was in a league of his own.

“Don’t worry if you’re not confident. I’ll help you.”

I was now using puppet art on Theren as well.

I could provide him support just like I did for Lindon and Bern.

But Theren’s response was completely unexpected.

“Are you asking for a favor right now?”

“…Yes, it’s a favor.”

“You need my help?”

“…Yes.”

Theren twisted his lips into a smirk.

“To land a blow on that scum, I don’t need your help. Just watch and learn. I’m far superior to Catherine and Libel.”

Theren grasped the Demon King’s Sword.

I widened my eyes at what unfolded next.

‘When did Theren’s skills improve this much?’

The formal name of the Demon King’s Sword is the Sword of Destruction.

It had the effect of overpowering malicious energy.

Flash!

The energy of the Demon King’s Sword protected Theren from the malevolent energy, while Lindon and Bern cast dark magic to cover him.

Meanwhile, Theren moved the sword.

Precisely through the gaps in the malevolent energy.

The secret sword technique of the renowned sword family, Saehae Ilsam (Dead Sea Flash).

The sword that cleaves the dead sea struck precisely through the gaps in Jongma’s malevolent energy.

The energy wavered, and I raised my hand.

“It’s over.”

My ultimate magic, Polar Singularity, was unleashed.

However, it was different from before.

I had combined holy magic and dark magic.

A spell that only I could cast.

In the gap created by Theren, a brilliant sanctity merged with darkness deeper than the abyss, resulting in a tremendous explosion.