I Ended up Doing Too Well as a Professor of the Enemy Nation - Chapter 203

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Chapter 203. The Kidnapped Butterfly (4)

‘Shit. What the hell is this supposed to mean now…’

Ruin pressed his fingers to his forehead.

‘…Ruins Wayne.’

It was the name he had been disguising himself with all this time, and the symbol of a unemployed otaku who was treated as worthless by society.

But.

‘The guy I was impersonating… is the Mage King?’

He couldn’t believe it. No, he didn’t want to believe it.

‘Ahh… This is making me dizzy.’

Among all the stories he’d heard since coming to the Holy Empire, this was by far the most difficult to comprehend.

But there were aspects that made sense.

‘…That insane genius and those traits.’

Those bizarre abilities that could hardly be called genius.

【God’s Right Hand】

【Natural Annoyance】

【Obsessive Compulsive Disorder】

【Everyone But Me Should Die】

【Ironclad Pride】

【Self-Serving Obsession】

【Incomprehensible Genius】

…Not a single one of them was a human ability.

‘Right… I did think it was strange.’

Those cheat-level traits that even overwhelmed the Hero’s luck power.

‘Now I understand why that gentleman Catalun showed so much interest in Ruins.’

Of course he had to. Because he was the Mage King.

But…

‘…Such an amazing guy… lost to a mere low-level demon race robber?!’

That’s right.

That futile death.

‘What kind of world’s strongest gets killed by a robber?’

By a demon race sent by just Toad? They didn’t even have anything but low-level magic that was worse than Haven students.

‘Why did I go through all that trouble then.’

A lazy bum, a shut-in, a doll otaku, an unemployed guy abandoned by his family… that was the Mage King?!

At that moment, as if reading his thoughts, the Pope whispered quietly.

“I told you, didn’t I? The you from long ago made plans to prevent the Demon Emperor’s return.”

“…!”

Ruin flinched. The Pope whispered ominously.

“Just as you and I met in the previous cycle, you also met Ruins Wayne. So Ruins Wayne… that guy split his power to help your plan as the Mage King.”

“…”

For a moment, it felt like puzzle pieces clicked together in his head.

‘…Then the beings who inherited that split power are Judith and the Imperial Princess…?’

Ruin fell into thought.

Was that the ‘Mage King’s legacy’?

Ruin felt a little moved.

‘Right, for the sake of his mission…’

“Well, that guy said this. That he wanted to enjoy being a doll otaku without worries.”

…Excuse me?

Ruin doubted his ears for a moment.

The Pope shattered Ruin’s romantic imagination in one blow.

“So he wanted to give up his position, put down the name of Mage King, and just focus on being an otaku. Seriously, that otaku bastard…”

Ruin fell silent. He couldn’t nod his head, nor could he shake it. In short, his mental state was utterly shattered.

‘…There was no sense of mission from the beginning.’

Was his death really just a coincidence?

In other words, Ruins Wayne was the previous Mage King, and the Imperial Princess and Judith were the later Mage Kings who inherited that power.

Soon the Pope whispered while looking at the crazy people, trying to raise Ruin’s ransom.

“Well, anyway, you wouldn’t know about the current situation, so I’ll tell you. You used the Imperial Palace to prevent the Demon Emperor’s return.”

“…The Imperial Palace?”

The Pope’s lips slowly curled upward.

“Second Prince Ryle Winberg. That’s a regressor you created.”

Ruin was inwardly shocked.

Ryle is a regressor I created?

Just as he was about to ask why they made that up, the Pope was already excitedly diving into selling Ruins Wayne… no, raising his ransom price business.

“The value of our White Mage King cannot be measured by a simple professorship! This talent! Is the Empire’s! Divine oracle! It’s truly regrettable that the Hero couldn’t even guess this!”

“…Hey, tone down the fraud-“

Ruin tried to stop him, but it was already too late.

“By the way, negotiations with Professor Ruins Wayne must go through me. Now then- bidding for professor meeting rights starts at 100 gold coins!”

Ruin screamed internally.

‘…I need to get back to Haven somehow.’

This place… is where a madman pretends to be normal.

* * *

“We’ll offer 200 gold coins for meeting rights, plus a dedicated research tower and 1,000 magic books!”

“Wait, wait! We offer 250 gold coins! Plus 20 knights for security!”

“We offer 300 gold coins! Research funding will be unlimited! We’ll also donate 10 dolls monthly that you wish to purchase!”

“…10 dolls?”

Ruin’s eyes wavered slightly.

Then Ginseng Superior interjected.

「Hey, what if you manifest Ruins Wayne’s characteristics here!」

Ah, right. I need to endure this.

Then another academy representative raised their hand high.

“350 gold coins! Plus we’ll erect a statue of the Professor in Royal Plaza!”

“Ha. Don’t make me laugh! 400 gold coins! Plus a super luxurious private carriage! We’ll also provide Professor Ruins’ portrait!”

“500 gold coins! And we’ll rename the research lab to ‘Ruins Memorial Hall’!”

The conference room air heated up red-hot. Then the Pope fanned the flames, asking if they came to the negotiation table with just such trivial things.

“Are you looking down on the Holy Empire and the White Mage? You bastards.”

“We offer 1,200 gold coins!”

“Besides gold coins, an elixir of immortality contract!”

As ridiculous items started appearing, the professor recruitment meeting was becoming almost like a top-tier auction house.

Ruin silently rolled his eyes around.

‘So, I get a share of this meeting rights sales revenue too.’

This is sweet as honey.

Just then.

Bang!

A heavy staff sound echoed in the conference room. At the same time, Professor Kalon from Haven, with bloodshot eyes, slowly rose from his seat.

“What kind of performance are you putting on right now?”

A brief silence fell at his words. But soon laughter erupted from here and there.

“Well then, Professor Haven. How much will you offer?”

“Perhaps… payment in kind? Or, well… unpaid passion pay?”

Everyone burst into laughter.

Kalon felt like his patience was about to shatter, but soon waved his hand dismissively and spoke firmly.

“I didn’t come here to bid.”

His eyes turned toward Ruin.

“As Haven’s representative, I came to request formal negotiation rights.”

Then the Pope, who had been boosting Ruin’s side income, rubbed his chin with his fan and asked with interest.

“Hmm… Is that Haven’s official position?”

Kalon gritted his teeth.

“…For now, yes.”

The Pope chuckled and waved his hand.

“Fine. If Professor Ruins is okay with it, we’ll give you 30 minutes of meeting time. But 500 gold coins per minute.”

“No way. It should be at least 1,000.”

“Oh, that sounds good. 1,000 it is.”

“….”

Kalon’s veins bulged at Ruin and the Pope’s collaboration.

I really need to kill that damn Hero bastard.

Finally, in a small meeting room.

Ruin sat with his legs crossed in a chair, while Kalon, who had just entered the room, closed the door and asked coldly.

“Did you really leave Haven?”

Ruin leisurely tilted his head.

“…Did you come all this way just to ask that?”

“The damage to the professors is no small matter.”

His voice was calm, but his flashing eyes were blatant.

“The revived Goldsky is wailing that his benefactor disappeared, and the students are all making a fuss demanding we bring you back.”

“That’s something the teachers there need to handle themselves.”

Kalon frowned.

“…More than anything, the Hero is having a breakdown.”

…That human?

“Several professors were actually taken to the hospital.”

After Ruin disappeared, Kalon was horrified watching the Hero destroy everything like a mental patient at every turn. What kind of internal circumstances could possibly cause that?

But Ruin didn’t even bat an eye.

“That’s not my responsibility. I didn’t tell him to have a breakdown.”

Kalon let out a deep sigh.

“So… I’m asking if you’ve left.”

“You’re the one who fired me?”

Kalon pressed his brow, wondering how he never lost an argument.

“Right. You’re correct. Officially, we fired you. But….”

Watching Kalon trail off, Ruin fell silent for a moment. Then he smiled as if intentionally trying to torment him.

“Indeed, Haven… it would be a bit regrettable to leave like this.”

“!”

“I did cherish the students quite a lot.”

Kalon was dumbfounded.

“…The guy who constantly dropped students off cliffs is saying what?”

“They survived.”

“One of them lost their ability to speak from trauma.”

“Even so, that student’s evaluation score is first place.”

“….”

Kalon was silent for a moment, then quietly pulled up a chair and sat down.

“…So, I’m asking as a revolutionary.”

Ruin’s expression hardened at the unexpected word.

Kalon spoke clearly.

“Why did you come to the Holy Empire?”

“….”

“Your mission was to bring the Holy Empire’s Imperial Descendants to our side… and eliminate the Emperor.”

Ruin cursed inwardly.

‘…Damn. Right. This bastard was a revolutionary.’

Ruins Wayne, this crazy genius, also had the identity of a revolutionary spy. He just ‘hadn’t carried out his mission because it was bothersome’ until now. What was even more ridiculous was that he had entered to obtain a ‘rare doll’.

‘Wait, hold on. If Ruins Wayne is the Mage King, then that rare doll he was supposed to receive from the revolutionaries might also be a special item?’

Then, Kalon spoke anxiously.

“If you didn’t really come here of your own accord, come back.”

“…?”

“The Chairman approved your rehiring.”

Ruin’s eyes narrowed for a moment.

“…Rehiring?”

“Right. He says he’ll employ you again.”

“….”

“He says he needs you. Sincerely.”

At that moment, the gap in Kalon’s clothes vibrated very slightly. Inside was installed a highest-grade wiretapping magic tool.

Sure enough, at the same time, near the Holy Empire border.

A man who had been chased away by priests and was sitting slumped near the castle wall quietly bit his nails.

“…Please say you’ll come back.”

He was the Hero who regretted firing Ruin.

When the Pope’s interference prevented him from meeting Ruin directly, he had given Kalon a whopping 100 million gold coins as a meeting fee and sent him.

And soon, Ruin’s welcome voice, devoid of any courtesy, flowed through Frix.

[…That I’m needed…. Ha.]

The Hero flinched at Ruin’s following sigh.

What did this sigh mean?

He silently clenched his fist while anxiously waiting for Ruin’s answer.

“Please… please say you’ll come back….”

His lips trembled pale blue.

“…Say you’ll come back!”

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