I Ended up Doing Too Well as a Professor of the Enemy Nation - Chapter 33
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Chapter 33. The Professor Cheated
Healing Arts lecture time.
The grand lecture hall was already packed. Lindsey and Ruins’ students had gathered in one place.
“Move over!”
“No, you move!”
Students from all five dormitories were mixed together in the classroom. Even so, there wasn’t enough space and less than half could enter.
“Hey. What are you all going to do? Lindsey? Wayne?”
“The Goldmoon 3rd years already abandoned Lindsey and all switched to Wayne.”
“What, really? That Goldmoon? To that extent? But Lindsey is the godmother of Healing Arts!”
“We don’t know. We haven’t heard Wayne’s lecture yet.”
The underclassmen were just as restless.
“Hey. Even if the upperclassmen get special benefits, it has nothing to do with our midterms, right?”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
In fact, the underclassmen had nothing to gain from attending the Healing Arts lecture.
Because Ruins had said-
“1st and 2nd years have nothing in their heads, so no special benefits. Study for exams.”
-which is what he said. He was a professor who was conscientious in strange ways.
That’s why the Healing Arts professors gathered on one side of the classroom also shook their heads.
‘The choice of 1st and 2nd year students would be genuine then.’
They were Healing Arts professors who came at Lindsey’s request to evaluate Ruins. Among Healing Arts, they taught 【Useful Drug Addiction】, 【Bloody Trauma Surgery】, 【Really Difficult Internal Medicine】, 【Poison-Eating Herbology】, 【Stellar Equivalent Exchange Healing】, and so on.
“By the way, ‘Unpopular Treatment Methods’…”
“…What exactly are those treatment methods?”
“In other words, ‘Painful Treatment Methods’.”
“…”
Wow, just hearing the name makes me not want to learn it.
“Aren’t Pain Healing Methods originally barbarian healing methods?”
Just today’s joint class alone.
‘Ruins is just Lindsey’s sidekick.’
Originally, Lindsey was said to become the Department Head Professor of the Healing Department during the next personnel reshuffle.
But they had no intention of helping Ruins or acknowledging him.
Why?
They were people who prioritized teaching children even while giving up ‘professor evaluations’. Moreover, even though good professor evaluations meant more funding, and they could deliberately make lectures easy and slack off. They wanted to provide genuine education to students to that extent.
But increasing ‘student enrollment’, one of the main items in professor evaluation, through loopholes? Well, teaching methods are purely at the professor’s discretion, so they couldn’t complain, but…
‘Using Demon Hunting Studies to increase enrollment is a bit…’
“Some might think it’s underhanded.”
“!”
The professors were startled by Ruin’s words.
Ruins, who was actually standing at the podium, spoke.
“Since I said there are special benefits for midterms if you take my class, you’d think it’s corruption.”
…The guy who knows that is doing such things?!
The Healing Arts professors’ hands trembled, but Ruin spoke nonchalantly.
“But I didn’t recommend it to students for the professor’s benefit. There’s a reason I told Demon Hunting Studies students to attend.”
What exactly is that reason?
Ruin extended his finger.
“First, the essence of Demon Hunting Studies is dealing with the Demon Race and protecting oneself from the Demon Race.”
Ruin extended his next finger.
“Second. I will cover methods to break demon curses in ‘Unpopular Treatment Methods’.”
The classroom stirred greatly at those words. It couldn’t be helped.
“Isn’t breaking demon curses only possible for priests?”
“But priests are expensive.”
“The bigger problem is that relations with Haven aren’t good either.”
At the same time, the expressions of the professors who had been dissatisfied changed. They looked at Ruins with renewed interest.
“That could practically be considered a linked course.”
“There’s too much to cover demon hunting studies up to healing arts. So you plan to handle it in a different class?”
“Rather, didn’t he consider the expertise of Healing Arts enough to separate it?”
“Oh!”
The Healing Arts professors’ reactions became quite positive.
However, Lindsey still looked extremely displeased.
“Ha, demon curses, you say? If you’re talking about levels like ‘Paralysis’ or ‘Sleep’, then immediately…”
“Typically, ‘Transformed Skin Syndrome’.”
“!”
The stirring grew louder.
“Isn’t that an incurable disease?”
“It’s a disease spread by one of the Five Evils.”
“The one that’s killing all the soldiers too.”
In Pride, there are beings called the Five Evils directly under the Demon Emperor. One of them is Catalun of Disease. Transformed Skin Syndrome was exactly that bastard’s handiwork.
Ruin clicked his tongue as he thought of them.
‘That fellow really spread quite a troublesome disease.’
Ruin knew their abilities better than anyone.
Sure enough, he continued speaking.
“Transformed Skin Syndrome is a terrifying disease where, in severe cases, even muscles and organs transform into stone, leading to death. It’s also the reason I’m wrapped in bandages.”
The students gulped.
Right. That was an incurable disease that even the Union struggled with…
“And I’ve developed a cure for Transformed Skin Syndrome.”
What the hell?!
The Herbology Professors’ eyes widened.
“You really developed a cure for that incurable disease?!”
“Even Professor Lindsey couldn’t do that, could she?”
“If that’s true, it would be an amazing achievement!”
Lindsey’s eyebrows twitched. Wasn’t it because of that very thing that the Imperial Princess had switched to Ruins Wayne’s class?
That’s why she let out a hollow laugh.
“Save such boasting for after you’ve officially presented it to the academic society through a paper. What’s important right now is the reason for linking Demon Hunting Studies with Healing Arts, isn’t it?”
“!”
“So why does taking Healing Arts mean passing the midterm for a major subject? No matter how much you raise the difficulty of the Healing Arts lecture, does that make sense? This is abuse of power and clearly grounds for disciplinary action. It’s even a matter that could lead to dismissal!”
The professors who had been coughing also looked at Ruin with displeasure.
“That’s right. Unless you properly explain the intention behind that part…”
Ruin cut off their words.
“Right. There’s a separate real reason why I linked it with Demon Hunting Studies.”
The real reason?
Ruin spoke seriously.
“Demon Hunting Studies is a discipline aimed at fighting and defeating the Demon Race. I know well that many students want to make their names known as heroes through this subject.”
“!”
“But rather than my disciples winning, I’d prefer they survive first.”
“!”
“Honor is good, but if you don’t survive in the end, nothing remains. So I wanted them to learn how to survive first.”
All breath stopped in the classroom. Especially the Goldmoon 3rd years who had been tormented by Ruin couldn’t close their mouths in shock.
Soon Ruin continued speaking.
“Because my disciples’ lives are more precious than my own life.”
Incidentally, lying was a spy’s specialty. Fire Butterfly was especially the best at it.
“I hope this serves as a sufficient answer.”
At the same time, the Goldmoon 3rd year students were moved.
“…Professor Ruins!”
Damn, he wasn’t a demon bastard!
Professor Ruins is a true master…!
“In that sense, my Healing Arts class starts with getting hit.”
“…”
…Damn, what the hell is this about now!
“As the nickname ‘Painful Healing Methods’ suggests, getting hit is a basic condition.”
What the hell?
“In other words, if you enter the class, you start by getting hit. It’s harder to endure than Demon Hunting Studies. Enough to let you pass the midterm.”
…Professor?
If the professor himself says it’s hard to endure, doesn’t that mean the difficulty is already screwed?
“You won’t die though. As I said, my disciples’ lives are precious. This satisfies the difficulty requirement.”
You demon bastard! So that’s why course withdrawal wasn’t allowed!
‘Did he anticipate we’d try to escape!’
‘Damn, we already transferred all our classes!’
The Goldmoon 3rd years clutched their heads.
The other Herbology Professors who had been moved were equally flustered.
“So Painful Healing Methods means deliberately inflicting wounds to make them recover?”
“Or maybe getting hit is an essential condition…”
“Oh, if that’s the case, it would actually be a great help on the battlefield!”
Lindsey was dumbfounded.
“What kind of healing method is that supposed to be…”
Ruin looked at her and wiggled his hand.
“In that sense, try attacking me, Professor Lindsey.”
…What’s what?
“Attack, you say?”
“Are you deaf?”
“That’s not it. What are you trying to do?”
Ruin looked at Linzy with deep disappointment.
“You call yourself the top in Healing Arts but know absolutely nothing.”
“What…!”
“If you attack me, I can show the scene of healing. Why, are you incompetent at attacks because you’re a Healing Professor? Or would you prefer I attack you instead?”
Linzy let out a hollow laugh.
This was a trap.
‘Does he think I don’t know he’s trying to humiliate me like Professor Charlie did?’
She didn’t know what his scheme was, but he was a cunning man, so it would inevitably end with Linzy at a disadvantage. That’s why she sneered as if it were ridiculous.
“This isn’t even a Combat Studies class, so why should I do that?”
Why? Because a ‘mission’ came in!
Fire Butterfly’s eyes blazed.
While stealing students was also a goal, last night while he was reading a book, his Direct Superior suddenly contacted him. It was Communication Magic where text appeared on whatever he was currently looking at.
-To Butterfly of Destruction. I’m assigning you a new mission.
Words appeared on the book as if ink was spreading. So he replied by letter.
-Submitted resignation. No work.
Then, as if telling him to stop talking nonsense, a reply came immediately.
-No resignation accepted until debt is paid.
…Damn. So that’s how you’re playing it.
When he ignored it out of annoyance, the other side also ignored him and sent the mission.
-The Hero says he’ll kick out a professor at Haven who can’t use ‘Basic Healing Magic.’ Kidnap that professor.
Hah. Not even funny.
A dimwitted hero who can’t even use Basic Healing Magic, which is fundamental knowledge and basic cultivation? There’s no way such a guy exists…
“…”
…That’s me!
Ruin squeezed his eyes shut.
‘I need to get Healing Magic quickly, damn it!’
If this goes wrong, I’ll be fired without even being able to teach.
Anyway, that’s how it came to be.
And Linzy?
‘If she’s the top Healing Arts professor, she must have powerful Healing Magic.’
So come on, attack! With malice!
Then it’ll be treated as harm and sealed in his body! Then he can get at least Advanced Healing Magic!
But Linzy wasn’t an easy opponent.
“If you need to get hurt, why don’t you cut yourself or something. There’s a scalpel right over there.”
At those words, Ruin chuckled.
“Is that so?”
Linzy became uneasy.
…He’s laughing?
“Too bad. I was giving you an opportunity.”
What? An opportunity?
“Right. An opportunity to hide the Healing Professor’s ‘secret hobby.'”
Instantly, Linzy’s face hardened.
Secret hobby. No way.
Soon Ruin smiled with his eyes.
“Well, don’t worry. I have no intention of exposing someone’s nasty hobby. As long as it’s not ‘illegal,’ that is.”
Linzy’s face turned menacing with bewilderment.
‘That bastard, he really noticed!’
The students stirred with interest.
“Nasty hobby?”
“Pfft. Does Linzy really have something hidden? Did she hide photos of handsome men or something?”
“No, maybe she’s locking up Teaching Assistants and experimenting on them? Keke.”
Linzy trembled with rage.
‘That human is blackmailing me right now.’
If she doesn’t attack, he’ll expose that there are illegal drugs in the classroom!
‘That bastard, did he discover them when he was looking around the classroom back then!’
That’s not right. I definitely put it in a secret space that no one knows about?
As if reading those thoughts, Ruin laughed mockingly.
‘Others might not know, but you can’t fool me.’
Scent was also ‘information.’
‘You hid it well with the herb scent, but there’s that distinctive drug smell.’
Add to that Lindsey’s schedule, the clients she meets, information about those clients’ children, and it becomes obvious. And decisively, her stubborn insistence on that particular classroom.
‘Of course, because that’s where the secret space is.’
-【No.161 Warehouse That Will Never Be Discovered】
-1. A secret warehouse that cannot be detected even by magic
-2. Pour water and a door will appear.
I had suspected it from the moment she showed obsession with that classroom. Obviously she must have accidentally discovered the secret space and been using it. Since it’s a door that only reveals itself under specific conditions.
‘Hmm. The Teaching Assistant should be collecting evidence about now.’
However, Lindsey gritted her teeth.
“Ha, you’re looking down on Healing Arts too much.”
Her eyes flashed as she cracked her knuckles with a grinding sound.
‘I’ll eliminate this bastard here and silence him.’
Ruin was extremely satisfied with her murderous appearance.
‘Yes. With this much provocation, she’ll definitely attack with proper malice.’
Lindsey’s profession was Druid. Like Elementalists, she used the power of nature to enhance vitality and recovery.
But power depends on how you use it, so injecting it into vital points could also deal critical damage.
‘To silence me, she’ll surely attack with that level of force.’
Yes, anything would be fine.
‘Come on, hurry up and attack me!’
Use Healing Arts on me!
But that’s when it happened.
Crack, crackle crack.
Lindsey’s frail body suddenly began to grow larger. Her thin arms and legs thickened as she gradually transformed into an animal… what? An animal?
“…Then I’ll give you what you want!”
Faced with Lindsey transformed into a giant bear, the legendary spy fell uncharacteristically silent.
“…”
Uh… hmm.
This isn’t what I wanted.
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