The Genius Professor Wants An Easy Life - Chapter 55
Before long, as if a fairy had descended, a beautiful visage was revealed, and the alley where the girl was sighted buzzed with murmurs.
“Who is she?”
“A noble lady? Why here in District 6? And alone? Is this some kind of suicide?”
Not even a sturdy young man would dare to step into District 6 alone.
It’s a place where kidnappings, slave trafficking, and murder occur as a matter of routine even in broad daylight.
“Gulp.”
“Don’t touch her. Such premium goods need to be sold without a scratch. Now, pretty one? Will you come here? You did come to Zone 6 prepared to fall into hell, right?”
Illegal slave traffickers threatened the girl with knives.
But what was even more incomprehensible was the girl’s reaction.
She smiled sweetly and followed them willingly, without any resistance.
The traffickers tilted their heads in confusion at her behavior.
‘What? Is she crazy?’
Moments later.
They came to understand the meaning behind the girl’s smile.
After entering a deserted alley.
“AAAAAAAAGHHHHHHH!!!”
A horrific scream echoed.
It was the scream of the traffickers.
Drip, drip.
Blood flowed down to the girl’s feet.
There were no bodies.
They had literally ‘melted’ away. Leaving no bone or flesh behind.
The girl tilted her head, shaking the vial. It contained a poison that had melted men down to a mere puddle of blood.
“Hmm. Is the toxicity still lacking? It needs improvement. To kill more, more painfully.”
Susan.
No, that was just a disguise.
The Support Department’s villainous protagonist, who would later be known as the ‘Mad Alchemist Sylphin’ for killing the most people in the scenario and being dubbed the ‘Massacrist Mage,’ smiled naturally.
Thus.
The two top protagonists, Catherine and Libel,
The worst main protagonist, Demon Blade (Demon Blade),
And the most dreadful villainous protagonist, Sylphine.
All four of them ended up in the same class.
* * *
The troublemakers were not just the four protagonists.
“Go! Race!!”
In the depths of the entertainment district of the Free City.
It was a gambling den where the worst riff-raff gathered.
“Oh, Young Van master? Feeling lucky today?”
“Heh, calling our dear young master Van! More like the trash Van the second!”
As those around him snickered, a boy with a bulky figure smiled awkwardly.
It was Wilhelm, the sole son of the Northern Sea Margrave.
He had become a student in Van’s class.
“Quiet, quiet! I’m covering everything today! Bring everything, drinks or whatever!”
“Woohoo! Long live the Young Van the second!!”
“But, young master? Why did you choose to enter Professor Van’s class? Did you miss your father?”
Laughter erupted again.
Wilhelm’s nickname was Van the second or Van 2.0.
It meant someone just like the son of a Half-Wreck.
“Shut up! I just applied because I can’t stand that guy!”
Wilhelm rolled his eyes deviously, scanning the room before bursting out in anger.
“But, have you heard? Professor Van has changed lately?”
“That’s what I don’t like! Acting all high and mighty recently, despite being trash just like me. I’ll expose him for what he really is!”
The crowd around burst into noisy applause.
“Let’s toast to seeing which Young Van turns out to be the most trash!”
That wasn’t all.
The place where Wilhelm was located was the exact opposite of another significant location.
It was District 1, the residence of the highest nobility.
The most expensive land in the Free City within the empire, it was a mansion complete with a training ground.
A girl stood there, holding a sword.
Her gaze was ice-cold.
Even colder was the blade she held in her hand.
Glitter
The sword drew a single line, and the large log placed in front of her was split into two, cleanly cut through.
It was a feat accomplished solely through swordsmanship, without the use of mana.
A sight that revealed the depth of the girl’s mastery with the sword.
“Young lady, your swordsmanship has sharpened again. Even the direct descendants of the swordsmanship families can’t match your skill.”
“It’s still insufficient.”
Her voice was as elegant as her swordsmanship.
It wasn’t modesty.
Rather, it was an arrogant response.
The girl, Yulia, did not deny the claim that she was superior to the direct descendants of the swordsmanship families.
Because she believed it to be true.
Yet, she still considered herself lacking by her own standards.
Yulia had the right to make such a statement.
The sole disciple of the Azure, the Bright Dragon.
“But why did you apply for Professor Van’s class? There are many more excellent instructors available…”
“Do you think there’s an instructor who could be of help to me?”
“…”
“I consider it a waste of time to be at the academy, let alone leave it to professors to interfere annoyingly.”
Indeed.
Yulia chose Van’s class solely for the purpose of thoroughly ignoring it.
“It might not be easy. There are widespread rumors of change.”
“At best, he’s just a temporary professor. He’ll be chased out of the academy before long.”
Yulia wasn’t only exceptional in swordsmanship skills.
There was a reason she wasn’t the main student villain of Ruby Academy for nothing.
Her strategic mind was also exceptional.
She said with a slight sneer,
“After all, it’s just the story of a temporary professor with a fly’s lifespan. Just thoroughly ignore it.”
* * *
“……”
I felt a headache surge and pressed my temples.
‘Excluding one named Susan, they’re all problematic students.’
No, let’s correct that expression.
They were terrible bombs.
Even this Susan, whom I know nothing about, seemed to be no ordinary case.
She had been absent for a long time.
‘…But absenteeism is common among the other students as well.’
All four new students were chronic absentees.
Attending just enough not to be expelled?
‘…There’s no way the class evaluation will turn out well at this rate.’
Let me explain again.
To remain at the academy, I need to be top in the temporary professor evaluation.
A significant part of that is the evaluation of the class I’m responsible for.
The class evaluation is proportional to the number of people in the class, and with only six students in my class, we had to score overwhelmingly top marks in every category.
‘Top marks my foot. At this rate, we’ll fail every category.’
The class evaluation doesn’t just improve because I do well.
The students themselves have to perform well, but each one of them was far from easy to deal with.
“These kids are troublemakers. I’ll personally beat them into shape and drag them here. It is not for the sake of me, the professor, but because their irresponsibility bothers me.”
“…I-I’ll take care of it. I… actually excel in interrogation.”
“Ah, I happened to overhear, do you need kidnapping, imprisonment, or torture, Angel? Leave it to me, and I’ll turn anyone into a docile lamb.”
‘Could everyone please be quiet.’
I sighed deeply.
To add insult to injury, the problem wasn’t just with the students.
“Ohoho, I’m glad to see the temporary professors doing well. This time, we want to give temporary professors the opportunity to lecture a bit sooner.”
A temporary professor is exactly that – temporary.
They don’t establish official courses.
“Temporary professors will be taking over some of the classes from the junior professors. Try asking the junior professors of your choice to let you handle some of their lectures. And of course, this will also be reflected in the evaluations.”
Naturally, this was highly disadvantageous for me.
No junior professor would want to hand over part of their lectures to me.
‘Using the authority of the Ecclesia family might work, but it could lead to problems later on.’
The Ministry of Education, or more precisely, the Second Prince of Ouroboros, is keeping an eye on me.
If I use my family’s authority to secure lecture opportunities, it could later be used to allege misconduct against me.
‘I have to secure the teaching opportunity purely on my own merits.’
But unexpectedly, help was extended.
“Are you saying you’ll give me the opportunity to lecture? And it’s the former chancellor’s special lecture?”
“Hoho, yes. Originally, my special lectures were assisted by Burnstein, but this time, I’ll entrust it to you specially.”
It was none other than former Chancellor Rudolph extending his hand to me!
And to take on the significant role that Professor Burnstein, the head of the General Department of the Magic Faculty, used to hold.
‘No, this is a poisoned chalice.’
As if to confirm my suspicion, former Chancellor Rudolph looked at me with an endlessly admiring gaze.
“I was very impressed when I heard you dealt with those problematic students recently. Ah, such trash shouldn’t be allowed to attend school! If I were still active, I would have dealt with them long ago!”
“……”
“I knew you had great talent as a mage, but I didn’t expect you to be such an excellent professor as well. Don’t worry from now on. I’ll make sure to support you.”
His voice sounded as if he had joined to serve the Ecclesia family.
It was a crisis.
‘I need to give a bad impression as much as possible. I should make a trash Van-like remark.’
But there was a problem.
“It seems there’s a misunderstanding. I only punished them because they irked me. My great pride cannot tolerate such revulsion.”
This 8th grade syndrome charisma somehow made it sound even more plausible!
Former Chancellor Rundolph’s eyes were about to turn solicitous, so I quickly continued.
Bluntly.
“I need no help from the former chancellor.”
“Need no help? As it stands, it’s impossible for you to remain in the academy.”
“Truly, you lack vision. You say you’ve reconsidered me, yet you do not grasp the extent of my greatness.”
“!!”
I spoke arrogantly.
“The current situation is nothing to me, so please do not infringe upon my pride by offering unnecessary help.”
Though I spoke more annoyingly thanks to the Black Flame Dragon, it wasn’t an exaggeration.
‘During my days as a sales king, I’ve faced situations far more dire than this.’
Problematic students?
Lecture opportunities?
There were ways to resolve all of these without the help of former Chancellor Rundolph.
‘First, I need to lay the groundwork.’
I moved on.
Unlike with Rundolph, there was someone else I needed to get closer to.
Chancellor Karak.
“Ohoho! Who do we have here?! Isn’t it Professor Ban, the rising star of our Ruby? What brings you here?”
“I’ve come with a proposal for you, Chancellor.”
“Hmm?”
“Allow me, with your authority, to conduct a solo lecture.”
Chancellor Karak looked puzzled.
His expression questioned why I would make such an absurd request.
“In exchange, I will reform three special problem students that the academy has been unable to handle.”
The three special problem students I referred to were Van the second, the disciple of the Azure Dragon, and Prince, the Demon blade (Yodo).
“Reforming these three will not only benefit the academy but will also positively impact your reputation, Chancellor.”
“Hmm, that’s true. But those three students are quite delicate to handle.”
His response was noncommittal.
I played my trump card.
“How disappointing. Do you not want to have Ruby Academy entirely under your control, Chancellor?”
“!!”
