The Genius Professor Wants An Easy Life - Chapter 4.1
“Ha, what’s this? With a flame at that level…”
The guy who was sneering suddenly closed his mouth.
Seeming to sense something odd.
“Why the core of the flame? Aren’t you supposed to draw the core of the origin star?”
There is a core in the star.
Since I drew the star differently, the appearance of the core was also different from the usual.
“I implemented the star in my own way.”
“Ha! What nonsense are you talking about?!”
It wasn’t an exclamation of admiration.
“Modifying the basic elemental magic of a 1st-tier is not difficult. However, no one would attempt such a thing!”
He reprimanded me as if I were foolish.
“No method can surpass this conventional star. Countless magicians in history have attempted to create a new ‘origin star,’ but their efforts ended in vain…!”
“Your words are long. It’s getting tedious, isn’t it time to start?”
He wore an infuriated expression again.
“Then please be careful not to get hurt!!”
Whoosh!
His flames soared towards me.
I also unleashed my flames towards him.
The size, the dominance of the fire.
At first glance, there was no comparison.
At this rate, my flames would be engulfed and vanish by his in a single breath.
However, strangely, I wasn’t worried.
It was an instinctive intuition.
The absolute certainty that my star would not lose.
At that moment, this message popped up.
<Judgment of the Gambler of the Match is activated!>
-Win rate in a duel of fire magic against a higher-tier wizard: 100%
An absolute win rate where no variables could interfere.
At the same time,
The flames collided.
Whooosh!!!
It seemed like the guy’s eyes were about to burst open.
My flames tore through his, ripping them to shreds.
* * *
Hans.
A senior mage who rose to the 5th tier at the age of forty, graduating from one of the four prestigious academies.
However, that wasn’t the end of his growth.
Hans knew his own limits well.
He understood that reaching the 6th tier wasn’t within his grasp.
There was no discontent.
Being a 5th-tier mage meant receiving the utmost respect anywhere he went.
In that sense, the Ecclesia Duchy was the finest workplace.
Respectable duchy, excellent successors, lavish treatment.
If there was one blemish, it was ‘Van,’ the third child of the duchy.
‘The misfit among the duchy’s excellent siblings.’
But it wasn’t just a simple misfit.
If you stack up the newspapers reporting on the scandals Van has caused so far, they’d reach the ceiling and still have some left.
Van was truly the empire’s lowest scum.
The worst part was that Van was an aspiring mage.
‘A mage with Mana Insensitivity.’
Well, the Mana Insensitivity itself wasn’t much of an issue since it wasn’t something he chose.
If he wasn’t going to become a mage, Mana Insensitivity would have been just a minor hindrance.
The problem was that Van didn’t know his place.
‘You’re trying to redraw the origin star? Attempting something even 8th-tier Archmages wouldn’t dare?’
Truth be told, redrawing the star implementing the basic elements wasn’t that difficult.
It was, after all, the very basics.
Any mage who understood elemental properties could draw their own star and manifest it in their unique way.
However, it merely ended as a thing to kill time.
No one, not even an Archmage, had ever surpassed the established star.
That was why the star embodying the existing elemental properties was called the ‘origin star.’
“You dare challenge me with a crudely made star? You might not know your place, but there’s a limit.”
He vowed to firmly put an end to Van’s antics once and for all.
But at the moment the two flames collided, Hans could only widen his eyes in disbelief.
His flames were disintegrating into the air.
‘No, how?!’
It was clear what had happened.
The core of the star Hans created had collapsed.
Unless the opponent’s star is overwhelmingly resilient; an impossible feat.
‘That trash’s star being better than the origin star? Ridiculous!!’
Hans stumbled over his words.
“I-It seems like I made a mistake.”
“You’re not going to acknowledge the result?”
“N-no, it’s just… I-I’ll give it another try.”
Van lifted his chin.
An excessively arrogant gesture.
Combined with his looks that seemed meticulously crafted as if by a god, it exuded an intense sense of authority.
“Fine. I’ll give you one more chance. But there’s a condition.”
“…What is it?”
“If you lose again this time, you won’t just be a simple assistant. You’ll serve as my attendant for a month.”
“…Serve as your attendant?”
Van spoke with even greater fervor.
“I think it’s not a bad offer for you. An opportunity to serve someone like me won’t easily come to someone as insignificant as you in your pathetic life.”
“Shut up!!”
He blurted out an insult, unaware of it, but he didn’t have the presence of mind to care.
‘That was just luck. There’s no way that scoundrel could come up with a star surpassing the origin star…!!’
However,
Swoosh!
Once again, another miracle occurred.
“…”
Hans stood there, dumbfounded, while Van raised the corner of his lips.
“For the next month, I’ll be counting on you.”
And that’s how Hans ended up becoming Van’s attendant.
