I Ended up Doing Too Well as a Professor of the Enemy Nation - Chapter 13

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Chapter 13. Get the Professor Research Office (2)

At that answer, the Teaching Assistants were actually startled. Demon Hunting Studies was a subject that even experienced people avoided entirely.

Thanks to that, the Teaching Assistants were restless, and Kalon let out a hollow laugh.

“You must be confident you can catch Fire Butterfly.”

He heard a mocking sound, but Ruin didn’t even care. That was natural. Because there wasn’t much time left to repay his debt.

“Pay back everything including interest within 70 years. If you can’t pay it back, you’ll have to become a taxidermy butterfly.”

The Demon Emperor had said that.

And the debt period was 70 years.

Right. 70 years would be long.

The problem was 20 years working as a spy, plus an additional 50 years being lost, totaling 70 years! There was now less than a year left to repay!

「Hey, humanely speaking, wouldn’t you subtract the period I was missing?」

‘He’s not that kind of person.’

He was already plotting to turn him into an obedient taxidermy butterfly.

「Well, you do have rebellious tendencies.」

Anyway, in this situation, asking a demon to teach a class on catching demons – was this a joke?

It was like asking a fish to try swimming.

But somehow he had accepted it. Professor Kalon with seaweed-like hair turned around mockingly.

“Haven is a place coveted by countless professors. I look forward to the shortest-term promoted professor’s final class.”

After the professor disappeared to teach, Ruin asked the Teaching Assistants.

“Should I start from the next lecture?”

Ruin would have used formal speech at first meeting, but he was being mindful of Wayne, who had a high-handed tendency due to his high noble status. Fortunately, the acting seemed to fit well.

“Ah, well… we’re the Teaching Assistants in charge of that class…!”

“Demon Hunting Studies teaches all grades from 1st to 6th year, but since Senior Students go out for internships, you’ll practically only handle 3rd Year Students.”

3rd Year Students?

“You just said it was a subject that teaches all grades.”

“Well…”

The Teaching Assistants who had been reading the mood bowed their heads.

“We’ll send the lecture materials via Frix!”

“Please don’t underestimate them just because they’re students!”

The Teaching Assistants ran away sniffling.

Ruin rested his chin on his hand.

‘Hmm. Don’t underestimate the students. Does that mean their level is high so I should be more thorough?’

Well, there’s no reason prestigious academy professors would get kicked out for nothing.

‘Good. I’ll raise the level even higher.’

Soon the Principal also greeted Ruin.

“I’ll tell you in advance, the students will be quite strong.”

Ruin became even more serious.

Should he raise the level to professional? Then the students would die, wouldn’t they?

Soon the Principal guided the puzzled Ruin to the Teaching Assistant Office, telling him to pick up the Academy guidebook.

After Ruin disappeared, the Administrative Director who remained in the Administrative Office looked at the Principal. He couldn’t keep his mouth shut. He couldn’t argue back because Professor Kalon was there, so he just listened…

“Principal. Don’t you know those professors’ purpose? Why did you listen to Professor Kalon?”

Especially, he seemed quite shocked that the Principal had assigned Demon Hunting Studies to Ruin.

That was natural.

“Above all, Demon Hunting Studies is a position for the head professor. It’s not a position you can put just anyone in.”

Haven’s professorship wasn’t simple. It was practically connected to the Empire’s titles. Teaching Assistants were no different from appointed knights, even contract professors could take management positions, associate professors could become heads of organizations, and full professors received the rights and titles of division commanders.

And head professors received special privileges beyond that as assistants to Heroes. Therefore, the state couldn’t give it to just anyone, and all professors coveted the position.

Recently, students who abused this had started throwing their weight around, which was problematic.

‘Those students won’t stay quiet.’

Namely, the ‘Transcendent’ candidates.

They, who were attracting attention as the top Hero candidates, had created Unique Magic that even professors couldn’t decode yet, and recently even Underclassmen had learned it and reached a level where they could toy with professors. Demon Hunting Studies was especially Haven’s representative subject, so they deliberately did it more.

Haven was almost in a state of giving up, saying there would be no professor who could control them. So the situation was that they decided to wait until those ringleaders graduated.

“…Will it be okay?”

“Actually, I hope he can control them, but I don’t have high expectations.”

…Excuse me?

“How could he possibly beat those students?”

…Then why?

“Because there’s no professor willing to take it.”

They quietly observed a moment of silence.

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“What? A new professor is joining Demon Hunting Studies?”

Haven became noisy.

And for good reason, since the Union had countless schools. It was natural given that it was a place where the Empire and numerous countries were united.

Among them were the top-tier ‘Five Great Academies,’ each displaying different signboards.

Most notably Haven, which displayed the signboard of ‘Invincible Impregnable Fortress.’ Haven’s symbol was none other than Demon Hunting Studies.

Especially since Demon Hunting Studies was a position that guaranteed the seat of head professor, it was a position all professors coveted.

“Who is it?”

“Ruins Wayne.”

As soon as the words fell, there was a stir.

“Wayne?”

“Surely not that Wayne?”

Even without reaching the Five Great Academies, if you were among the Eight Great Families that were prestigious houses of the Union, each member would naturally appear in newsletters.

“Wow, I’m actually seeing such a person. If he’s the eldest son of the Wayne Family, isn’t he the Wayne Family heir? He might be skilled.”

Then someone burst into a hollow laugh.

“Skilled? Ruins Wayne?”

“Class President?”

“I heard from the seniors. The Wayne Family’s eldest son is a reclusive loner, a coward, and the epitome of timidity.”

The Wayne Family’s eldest son was quite famous among students too. Probably because his comparison targets were too remarkable.

“How incompetent must he be for the heir position to have passed to his younger sister.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Wayne’s younger sister is a genius. Right now she’s chasing Fire Butterfly, so the second son is acting as proxy.”

As if the answer was clear, snickers erupted from the students’ lips.

“It’s nepotism.”

Yes, that must be it.

Noah, who served as the 3rd year class president, pushed up his glasses.

And the professors? They were all talk, claiming they’d catch Fire Butterfly without any real skill. It wasn’t for nothing that he was directly teaching the 1st and 2nd year students himself.

‘But a new professor?’

Even so, their skills were better than the professors’.

Just as Noah was about to call attendance for the 1st and 2nd year students instead of the professor.

Bang!

“!”

The students nearly jumped out of their skin. The classroom door had opened as if it might break.

No, actually they were more shocked by the face of the person who entered than the door seeming like it might break.

‘A, a mummy?’

Wasn’t this the kind of appearance that would make someone a serial killer if they held a knife in their mouth?

As if trying to erase that menacing aura, he was even holding a cute flower pot in one hand.

But the man had a presence that couldn’t be erased even by the cute flower pot. Eyes like those of a trained soldier, no, an officer.

Moreover, while other professors who had come before would glance around at the students, this man showed no such signs and simply placed the flower pot on the podium, speaking curtly.

“It seems there are students who entered the wrong class. Those who aren’t supposed to be in this class, get out.”

His voice was annoyingly good, yet more menacing than the grim reaper.

Soon the 1st and 2nd years packed their things at Ruin’s words, but the 3rd years snorted and stopped them.

“The one who should leave is you, Professor.”

“Huh?”

“Didn’t you hear? Demon Hunting Studies doesn’t need a professor.”

Ruin tilted his head.

“A pig’s foot is talking. You get out too.”

P-pig’s foot?

The student who had objected turned bright red. At this, Noah, the class president, pushed up his glasses.

“Excuse me, but I heard your major is Healing Arts, Professor. Do you have the qualifications to teach this class?”

“What? Healing Arts?”

As if responding to the class president’s deliberate bait, snickers erupted from various places.

“This is ridiculous.”

“Just some Healing Arts practitioner is supposed to handle Demon Hunting Studies?”

“Pfft, he’ll probably just break his nose trying to catch Fire Butterfly.”

At the 3rd years’ mockery, the underclassmen just rolled their eyes. They definitely couldn’t see Ruins’ expression because of the bandages, but he seemed scary like an executioner. Rather, with only his eyes showing, they seemed more visible. His gaze was menacing.

‘I’d be pissed off too if I were provoked like that.’

‘Still, he’ll probably get fed up and leave now…’

But then-

Snicker, a laugh was heard. It was Ruin.

The students were bewildered by that laugh.

‘H-he’s laughing?’

‘He’s not getting angry?’

However, Ruin laughed coldly. In fact, he had been having a headache since morning.

Why? It was because of the traits of Ruins that he had devoured. And why was that a problem-

【Natural Annoyance】

Terribly lazy. Full of sloth and indolence. So he came to find the best methods with minimal labor. Always extracting maximum efficiency with minimal work, understanding easily, and deriving the best answers.

In short… the Ruins Wayne he had devoured meant a ‘lazy genius.’

And to cut to the conclusion, because of that damn trait, Ruin experienced fear for the first time in his life.

‘I opened my eyes and it’s 5 minutes before work.’

It was the terror of a working person that he, as a perfect spy, had never experienced before.

Ruin even tried to get up immediately, but-

【Incomprehensible Genius】

A genius under extreme stress has a high probability of erratic behavior.

Whether stressed by the alarm sound, he suddenly banged his head against the wall and fainted.

This wasn’t something that could be prevented by willpower. In the end, he ran a 1-hour distance in 5 minutes to avoid getting fired from work…

‘To end up being late after all.’

Moreover, the teaching assistants were spouting such nonsense in front of the main gate.

“Professor Wayne. When you go into class, don’t actually teach, just go along with them casually. Understood?”

“There have been more than ten professors who’ve only been humiliated and kicked out so far.”

“They have connections to the Imperial Palace too, so if you unnecessarily confront them, only you will suffer, Professor…! The Academy is ultimately a service industry, so don’t upset the students, keep things nice and smooth!”

Telling him to cater to those brats… he wondered what nonsense that was, but this was it.

What they meant by the students being strong… right.

“They have no manners.”

At that sinister smile, the students flinched and trembled.

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