I Ended up Doing Too Well as a Professor of the Enemy Nation - Chapter 103

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Chapter 103. Choose the Head Professor (6)

 

The Hero went to find Kalon.

 

Kalon happened to be receiving treatment in the medical ward.

 

“How is your body?”

 

“!”

 

Kalon lowered his head. The shoulders of one whose pride had been crushed hung heavily.

 

“It’s not worth your visit.”

 

Well, that would be the case.

 

After all, Kalon was from the Gloucester Family, which symbolized the ‘iron wall’ among the Eight Great Noble Families. It was ironic that a man originally called the Avatar of Defense was lying in a hospital bed with several stitches on his forehead.

 

“Still, thanks to you I was able to see Professor Ruins’ magic. I’m grateful.”

 

“….”

 

Kalon made a subtle expression as if he felt used by the Hero, but soon let out a sigh. He knew what the Hero’s real purpose for coming here was.

 

Sure enough-

 

“That man is strong.”

 

“!”

 

The Hero’s eyebrows moved slightly.

 

Kalon Gloucester.

 

He rarely evaluates others as ‘strong’. No, he never brings up such words himself. He definitely didn’t before.

 

“It’s only to this extent because I was his opponent. I endured because the matchup was favorable, but if it had been a special-grade hero with different characteristics, I would have been defeated long ago.”

 

The Hero looked at Kalon with surprise.

 

That Kalon was saying such things?

 

It was unbelievable. After all, it was the Hero who had placed Kalon as the Department Head Professor of the Combat Department. His Luck Power intuition had directed him to do so.

 

So the Hero was intrigued. The one who had brought him down was none other than the low-grade hero Ruins Wayne.

 

“So-”

 

The Hero’s eyes flashed dangerously.

 

“I understand you cracked Professor Wayne’s head open.”

 

Kalon’s shoulders froze for a moment.

 

The Hero let out a light smile.

 

“What did you see?”

 

Kalon remained silent. What he had seen was definitely a memory from Ruin’s perspective.

 

Blood-stained ground, a silver-haired woman covered in blood lying collapsed with one hand outstretched. As if apologizing, smiling wordlessly.

 

Ruin was pressing the woman’s wounds with trembling hands, repeating nonsensical healing spells, but the blood wouldn’t stop, and eventually her breathing stopped too.

 

They seemed to be very close. He wasn’t sure, but the woman probably died because of Ruin. That’s what the circumstances suggested.

 

Afterwards, black cloaked figures appeared and collected the woman’s corpse, and Ruin was dragged away with them in handcuffs.

 

Honestly, he couldn’t understand the content. It wasn’t a refined memory after all.

 

But he could definitely feel it. This wasn’t simply personal business, but guilt and loss. He could feel that grief.

 

Most unsettling of all was that woman’s face.

 

‘It was definitely a face I’d seen before.’

 

Where. Where had I seen it.

 

Soon Kalon had a realization.

 

‘The Demon Emperor…?’

 

It definitely resembled the Demon Emperor’s face in that black and white photo taken on the battlefield.

 

‘Am I mistaken?’

 

“Kalon?”

 

“Ah. Yes.”

 

“What did you see?”

 

The Hero’s eyes were sharp. In those cruelly clear and emotionally empty eyes, there was only madness and anger. Yes, madness and obsession toward Fire Butterfly.

 

Kalon pressed his lips tightly together. Soon he spoke resolutely.

 

“I cannot tell you.”

 

“What?”

 

“It was extremely personal.”

 

“!”

 

Silence instantly pressed down on the medical ward.

 

The Hero stared at Kalon without saying anything. Then he smiled very slightly.

 

“…I see.”

 

A gentle voice and smile.

 

However, only the corners of his mouth were smiling.

 

It was an expression that could have been either a smile or a warning. No, perhaps it was the smile of an executioner who had already reached a conclusion in his mind.

 

“I suppose there was no information about the spy. If there had been, you wouldn’t have kept quiet about it.”

 

“There was no such information.”

 

Kalon sighed. The reason he hadn’t mentioned the information about Ruin was simple.

 

‘It won’t be too late to speak after I’m more certain.’

 

In the first place, the anger from Ruin that he had felt in that memory was, surprisingly, ‘anger toward Pride.’

 

‘Then perhaps he too was deceived by Fire Butterfly and lost someone?’

 

Because the woman’s face was the Demon Emperor.

 

But the Demon Emperor was still alive even now, so the dead person absolutely couldn’t be the Demon Emperor.

 

Then there was only one answer.

 

‘Perhaps Fire Butterfly changed his lover’s appearance to that of the Demon Emperor?’

 

And Ruins Wayne, mistaking her for the Demon Emperor, killed his lover…

 

If so, he had been terribly deceived. It also made sense why Ruins Wayne would want to pursue Fire Butterfly. After all, all the professors at Haven held grudges against Fire Butterfly.

 

And either way, after sparring with him, he knew for certain.

 

‘Ruins Wayne is the only one who can break through Gloucester Defense.’

 

In other words, pushing him away now would be Haven’s loss. Even though he himself would have to resign.

 

“But there is one thing that’s certain.”

 

Kalon’s eyes sharpened.

 

“If we keep Ruins Wayne on our side… it will be the scenario Pride fears most.”

 

The Hero’s smile twisted ever so slightly.

 

“Our side.”

 

The Hero came out of the hospital room with a smile.

 

“So he says, Professor Ruins. What do you think?”

 

Ruin looked at the Hero with an expression like he’d eaten shit.

 

What do you mean think about it.

 

‘That bastard Kalon. What is he trying to do?’

 

He definitely saw my memories, so why is he hiding it?

 

How unpleasant.

 

Actually, before sending Kalon away, Ruin had come to erase his memories. To confirm how much content he had seen.

 

‘I’m going to leave it to Echo anyway.’

 

Although he won again this time, Kalon was very strong. Honestly, without the Destruction Magic based on Misfortune, he would have been in danger too.

 

But that bastard isn’t saying anything.

 

Even saying we’re on the same side. What a terrible thing to say at the Union!

 

‘I’m going to collect my Severance Pay and run!’

 

The Hero said with a bright smile.

 

“Perfect timing, Professor. The Board of Directors meeting is over! Fortunately, it looks like the Official Chief Professor Appointment Letter will arrive for Professor Ruins!”

 

That’s good.

 

“Could you also write down the wish to put in the Staff? I need to deliver it for you.”

 

“? I thought I was supposed to offer it directly to the God of Magic.”

 

“Tch.”

 

Did he just say ‘tch’?

 

“But I have something I’m curious about, Professor.”

 

What now, you bastard.

 

“About the Armor Living Armor that you caught, Professor.”

 

“!”

 

What about my cute Subordinate.

 

“How exactly did you catch it?”

 

“Do you have dementia? Didn’t I say I used Salt.”

 

“…You didn’t say that. More than that, do you think that makes sense?”

 

The Hero’s eyes became serious.

 

“I bet my Luck Power on ‘the one most threatening to Fire Butterfly’ to appear.”

 

Ruin looked at him with disgust.

 

…So that’s why my subordinate appeared?

 

For Fire Butterfly, ‘information’ was also one of the threatening factors. Because Ruin was hiding his race.

 

Well, still, I’m very grateful that he let me meet my Shadow Subordinate.

 

“Unfortunately, you’re wrong again. I’m not Fire Butterfly.”

 

“But-”

 

Only Fire Butterfly could destroy his Luck Power. How could an ordinary person catch such a demon.

 

At that look in his eyes, Ruin said nonchalantly.

 

“Well. I was able to exorcise it using special salt, it seems.”

 

“Special?”

 

“Yes. I used very expensive salt from Mount Eshua.”

 

“…? Eshua?”

 

If it’s the Eshua Region, that’s Holy Empire territory, so even if it has demon exorcism effects… real salt?

 

However, Ruin spoke as if annoyed.

 

“So what happens to my subor… no, that Armor Spirit?”

 

“What do you mean what happens. Since it destroyed my Luck Stone, I need to dissect it for investigation then exorcise it. Oh, by the way, you can’t participate this time. I’ll do it myself.”

 

This is bad…!

 

Our cute subordinate is in danger of being dissected by the Hero!

 

‘I need to rescue him before that.’

 

I need to go rescue that guy who’s loyally pretending to be dead and waiting only for his master with all his heart…

 

The crematorium is managed by Combat Department Teaching Assistants. If I suddenly ask to see the one I dealt with, it would look suspicious.

 

‘At times like this, not having a Teaching Assistant is inconvenient.’

 

「You’re a professor. Kidnap a promising student and bring them over.」

 

At those words, Ruin’s eyes flashed.

 

Should I? Kidnap a promising guy as a graduate student?

 

Just then, an alarm sounded from the Demon Management Room near the dissection room.

 

Crack! Bang bang bang!

 

“It’s from the crematorium!”

 

Ruin rushed over at the teaching assistant’s scream.

 

* * *

 

The crematorium area was in complete chaos.

 

“Kyaaaah!!”

 

“Uaaaah! The, the monster is alive!”

 

“Wasn’t this thing dead?!”

 

“No, you said it was just temporarily knocked out with salt…!”

 

The unconscious monster had suddenly opened its eyes wide and started causing a rampage.

 

The commotion was so big that even students came to watch. The teaching assistants instructed them to leave because it was dangerous, but-

 

Slam!

 

Bang!

 

Suddenly, the south and north doors opened simultaneously.

 

“What’s all this commotion, again-”

 

“What’s so noisy that-”

 

Kalon and Ruin-

 

The two professors entered through the doors almost simultaneously. When their eyes met, they frowned as if they were mortal enemies meeting on a narrow bridge.

 

But the teaching assistants shouted.

 

“Professors, the monster, the monster has awakened!”

 

Ruin tilted his head in confusion.

 

“It shouldn’t have woken up yet?”

 

He had told it to keep playing dead.

 

“Well, we administered some drugs to conduct experiments…”

 

Then Kalon swept his bangs up as if looking at trash.

 

“Hah… So not only did the Combat Department conduct experiments on their own, but they couldn’t even properly restrain the monster?”

 

“Ugh…! That’s!”

 

“You’re all fired.”

 

“!”

 

He drew his temporary magic wand without a moment’s hesitation.

 

“Stand back.”

 

With that cold murmur, a blue magic circle appeared in the air.

 

The teaching assistants and students swallowed nervously.

 

‘As expected of Professor Kalon. This time for sure-‘

 

But the demon instead unleashed curse power, twisting and devouring the barrier.

 

Crack!

 

Bang!

 

The magic circle shattered explosively, and the teaching assistants were sent flying backward.

 

“Aaagh!”

 

“This is impossible! It absorbed the magic?”

 

“A special-grade mage’s magic?”

 

Veins bulged on Kalon’s forehead.

 

‘What kind of demon species could possibly have this much power?’

 

It was at that moment. A low, irritated voice came from beside him.

 

“Firing them? You should cherish your subordinates more.”

 

“!”

 

“Especially when you yourself are taking unnecessarily long.”

 

When Kalon turned around, Ruin had his arms crossed with a completely indifferent expression. It seemed he was displeased about his subordinate being mistreated.

 

“Are you trying to drag others down with you now that you’re resigning?”

 

“What did you say?”

 

Kalon looked at Ruin as if asking why he was picking a fight when he was winning.

 

In fact, this method wasn’t wrong.

 

However-

 

“In actual combat situations, you use subjugation magic to minimize damage.”

 

Su, subjugation?

 

The Teaching Assistants and Students all raised their heads in unison.

 

That was a completely different story from simple demon suppression. Subjugation Magic was literally not about exorcising demons, but magic to tame and command them. In other words, it was a technique to convert the opponent into one’s own weapon.

 

Moreover, it wasn’t something that could be done just by being good at magic. The demon’s biological structure, timing for Dominance Injection, superiority in Willpower Collision…

 

And even the fundamental willpower called ‘qualification to dominate’.

 

“Well, to put it simply, it’s a Battle of Wills.”

 

Everyone tensed up.

 

“Perfect timing with students here. I’ll use this for the next Demon Hunting Studies class, so preview it.”

 

“!”

 

Ruin approached the rampaging demon. The Students and Teaching Assistants watched without even breathing.

 

“Now, first recognize the demon’s biological structure and weaknesses in your head-”

 

He made eye contact.

 

“Time the moment to dominate well-”

 

While maintaining eye contact with the demon, he slowly raised his hand.

 

“Have a Battle of Wills.”

 

Everyone swallowed their breath. This was the important part. How exactly would he suppress that strong opponent…

 

“Sit.”

 

…?

 

The Steel Knight sat down with a thud.

 

And then Ruin extended his hand.

 

“Paw.”

 

…?

 

“Good boy, paw.”

 

…???

 

The Teaching Assistants and Students’ eyes widened.

 

Right now… what?

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