The Genius Professor Wants An Easy Life - Chapter 82
Of course, the Massacrist didn’t wait for my permission.
Sssss!!
The jester mask melted away in blood.
Horrific screams echoed, soon followed by a dreadful silence.
“……”
I swallowed hard.
The girl was smiling at me, not a genuine smile, but one that seemed to see me as ‘prey’.
“Finally, it’s just the two of us, Professor Van? You are the professor, right? You might not know, but I was actually one of your students. I’ve been eagerly waiting for this moment to be alone with you.”
Madness began to fill the Massacrist Mage’s gem-like eyes.
“From the moment I first saw you, I thought you were repulsive. Even at the auction, you pretended to be bad, but in reality, you’re incredibly kind, right? I know everything. Professor, you’re the type I hate the most. So now, I’m going to kill you.”
Drip, drip.
In one hand, a beaker filled with poison; in the other, a murky aura swirled.
She was about to unleash Alchemic Magic, a combination of magic and alchemy, not to mention her hidden ‘cheat ability’.
She was not an opponent I could win against.
Indeed, a message like a sign to give up popped into my mind.
<Chance of surviving a deathmatch against the crazed killer>
0%
An absolute defeat.
A clear judgment.
However,
<Chance of winning a disciplinary duel as a professor against the murderous student>
100%
0% and 100%.
Judgments of opposite extremes.
I closely examined the words in the message.
‘Deathmatch’ and ‘Discipline’.
The answer was here.
It coincided with the method I had in mind.
“Your registered name at the academy is Susan. Aren’t you, in fact, the infamous serial killer from the back alleys of the free city’s slums recently?”
“Hehe, right. You’ve done your research?”
“Yes, understanding a student’s background is a professor’s duty. I also know that you’ve only killed heinous villains until now.”
“!!”
“Thanks to that, there are those among the poor who see you as a judge of justice. Someone who eliminates the bad guys tormenting them.”
Sylphin’s face hardened slightly.
But it was only for a moment.
She returned to her playful killer expression.
“That’s nonsense from someone who knows nothing. I did it because it was easier to clean up afterward. I actually want to kill anyone who’s human.”
“Are you saying you hesitate to kill innocent people and make excuses for yourself?”
“…What nonsense are you spouting?”
“Regardless, your innermost feelings are of a good person. The important thing is, there’s still room for you to be considered normal.”
I crossed my arms.
“But if you cross the line here, I can no longer stand by your side. Even so, will you try to kill me?”
“Hehe, are you still worried about me in this situation? That’s truly admirable. This Sylphie wants to kill her master even more now.”
I quietly observed her.
‘Can I really change the Massacrist Mage?’
It was a difficult question.
After all, her kin had been massacred by human greed.
But I couldn’t just stand by and watch.
‘If things go to the worst and she achieves her ‘goal,’ over 100,000 lives will be massacred.’
Not 100.
Not 1,000.
But 100,000 lives.
The potential loss was on the scale of an entire city’s population dying.
It had to be stopped at all costs.
‘The simplest method would be to eliminate the Massacrist in advance.’
With such anticipated damage, it was too great to just wait and see for something that hadn’t happened yet.
But the impossibility was the problem.
‘…How could I possibly kill this one? I’m too weak. I’d be begging for my life.’
There was another problem.
‘If this is hard mode, killing the Massacrist Mage now could lead to trouble later.’
The villainous protagonists weren’t just trolling around.
At times, they actually helped resolve the storyline as protagonists. In normal mode, the other protagonists could handle it, but in hard mode, that might not be possible.
It was a difficult bomb to handle, unable to be left alone or eliminated.
“Hehe, master. Enough with the boring talk, let’s have some fun.”
Boom!
Alchemic Burst.
A form of alchemy magic that explodes chemicals.
I deployed a shield, but of course, it was no use, and I was thrown backward.
“Now, it’s playtime ♥”
Madness flashed.
She really intended to kill me.
“Indeed, discipline requires a firm hand of love.”
“Hmm? What nonsense might that be~?”
“It might hurt a bit.”
It was the moment she wore a puzzled expression.
A loud noise echoed.
Bang! Bam!! Bam!!!
It was the sound of gunfire!
“!!”
The girl’s eyes widened.
There was a shield she had previously deployed, but the power of the bullets was astonishing.
It shattered the shield instantly, and thud! The Massacrist Mage’s body was splattered with blood and thrown backward.
Beyond the smoke, a man with a neat appearance and handsome features appeared.
“This is the first time I’m greeting you like this. I’m Eckmann, the Chief Secretary of the Ran Republic.”
He was the one who had been competing until the end when the Massacrist Mage of the Gem Clan was being auctioned!
There was a reason for his sudden appearance.
“Van Ecclesia, I’ve fulfilled the request you made, so don’t forget the contract you have with our Ran Republic.”
A back deal had been struck secretly during the banquet.
I will help solve the problem in the project your republic is working on.
Does that mean you will hand over the girl of the Gem Clan?
No, I will just develop a new theory of it for the project. In return, follow my orders.
It was the result of that contract.
Secretary Eckmann glanced briefly at the fallen Massacrist Mage.
“This gun is a legendary Magic Gun, presented only to the President of our Great Republic, and anyone who is directly hit by it…”
“Ow, ow, Sylphie’s hurts. That stung, master.”
“!!”
The Massacrist Mage got up with a blood-soaked face.
Despite clearly being hit three times, her face was sullen, but there were no signs of wounds.
It was thanks to her ‘cheat ability.’
“H-How is this possible?”
“Hehe, Sylphie is quite tough. But, is this all there is?”
She tilted her head.
“It’s too boring. Won’t you make it more fun for me?”
“!!”
Secretary Eckmann stumbled backward at her monstrous appearance.
“Let’s pretend the contract never happened. I’ll be going back now. Haha, have a good time, the two of you.”
“…You, I’m seeing you for the first time, but you’re quite the comedian. Do you know Hans or Lindon by any chance? I have friends similar to you.”
“I’m a salaried civil servant who doesn’t want to risk my life!”
Such a dramatic reaction was a waste of his handsome appearance.
…Truth be told, I was just as scared, so it wasn’t my place to blame him.
“Hand over the item you’ve bought for me, quickly.”
“Here it is!”
It was the Gray Ritual Tome!
Typical of the President’s Secretary.
We even had a plan to steal auction items if things didn’t go as planned, using a hacking magical tool from the republic to swipe the Gray Ritual Tome.
“Well, I’ll be off now. Farewell to your student as well. I’m going, so have a good time with the professor, okay?”
Whoosh!
And with that, he truly disappeared using an escape magical tool.
A hectic entrance and exit.
Even the usually unflappable Massacrist Mage wore a look of astonishment.
“The escape was a feint! Brace yourself, monster!!”
Fwwuuuush!!
A complex magic circle appeared near the Massacrist Mage.
It was an ultra-powerful sealing circle used for capturing magical beasts.
“Now, Van Ecclesia! You know all these are expensive items, right?! Since everything has been done as you said, now it’s up to you to resolve this!”
The Massacrist Mage wore a nonchalant face.
“Hmm. This isn’t enough to kill me.”
“I know the usual methods can’t kill you. But, it’s not necessary to kill you.”
I opened the Gray Ritual Tome.
It wasn’t for nothing that the King of Contrary Heaven spent two years deciphering it; the content was so complex that even an archmage would reel.
But,
‘To me, it’s all easy.’
My ability as a grand practitioner of magic (master of magic) is to see the essence of magic.
The same applied to the most complex content.
‘There must be a section I’m looking for.’
I flipped through the pages quickly, and soon, I found the section I wanted.
[The Great Invocation of Another Realm.]
Of course, my intention wasn’t to summon the greatness of another realm.
Rather, the opposite.
‘If it’s possible to summon beings from another world to this one, by reverse-engineering the ritual, it should also be possible to send beings from this world outside.’
“!!”
“Normally, human sacrifices are needed for the offering, but you’ve already killed so many people that it seems unnecessary now. I’ll send you to another dimension, take a break and cool your head.”
Whoooosh!
The Gray Ritual Tome emitted light.
‘Done! Even the Massacrist Mage can’t withstand the power of the gray ritual book.’
Indeed, the Massacrist Mage, realizing it was futile to struggle, merely frowned and watched as the Gray Ritual Tome glowed.
“You do realize you can’t imprison me forever, right?”
“I know.”
“Just a few days will be enough. I’ll quickly return and kill you, Professor.”
“Try it. It won’t be possible.”
“!!”
“This was your last chance to kill me.”
Indeed.
I wasn’t blindly attempting to banish her to the Other Dimension without a plan.
I had a strategy.
“Since the preparations this time were insufficient, let’s postpone the proper lecture to next time. Next time, you will receive my teachings. You will come to hold reverence for me.”
“What did you say? Haha!”
Sylphin burst into laughter.
The Gray Ritual Tome emitted a brilliant light.
“I’ll be back soon, so wait for me. I look forward to your teachings, Professor ♥”
With those last words, Sylphin disappeared, and silence engulfed the surroundings.
‘It’s not over…’
It was merely a temporary reprieve.
She would return soon, and I needed to have ‘the answer’ ready by then.
‘My idea might not be the correct answer, but I hope it’s the best one.’
I sighed.
‘Let’s head back.’
Fortunately, the unforeseen disaster had prematurely ended the dark auction, and I returned to the free city, seeking out Lyran.
“Here, the Gray Ritual Tome.”
“Um… my Benefactor.”
Lyran showed a flustered demeanor.
An uncharacteristic sight.
The reason became clear soon enough.
“The client has arrived.”
“!!”
This meant the King of the Contrary Heaven had come!
Simultaneously, a familiar voice was heard.
“Ha, it’s been a while. Have you been well?”
A dapper middle-aged man in a business suit.
I swallowed hard.
It was Duke Alfonso of the magical lineage.
The real identity of the King of the Contrary heaven.
