Surviving the Assassin Academy as a Genius Professor - Chapter 150

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Episode 150
[Main Story] No. 3 Holy Sword Seizure War (3)

「Rune of Resurrection ♥」

It rotated counterclockwise in the empty air, gleaming like a ruby cut with meticulous care. This rune, formed from a mass of Starlight Seat Marks ♥, could resurrect the dead.

Only if they met the conditions to survive, though.

For instance, you couldn’t revive someone whose head had been severed, or whose corpse had simply vanished. If decay had already begun, it was useless. It was a good rune, yet vague in its limitations—and I’d bought it anyway. Rebecca had been gritting her teeth to obtain it. In other words, I purchased it without any real need, planning to resell it later. Of course, that was the intention.

With this acquisition, I’d now completed the 100 million Hika purchase required for VVIP Entry.
I spotted someone walking out of the auction house in the distance. I’d deliberately stayed here to speak with that person.

Rebecca.

“You there. Stop.”

As I approached, a figure materialized from thin air, blade raised—then froze.

“Professor?”

It was Leim of the Royal Guard Secret Division.

“How did you get here…?”

A beat later, Rebecca turned her head and saw me.
Then she went rigid.

“…….”
“…….”

It was our first meeting since leaving Hiaka Academy. Only a month or two had passed, yet it felt like much longer.
After a brief silence, she furrowed her brow.

“…Could it have been you all along? Number 231?”
“Yes.”

Rebecca opened her mouth as if to speak, then closed it. Her expression was one of resignation.

“…….”

But the long exhale through her nose said everything.

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We came to a café.
At my glance, Leim stepped back.
After a long silence and a furrowed brow, Rebecca asked me this first:

“You’re alive. You didn’t die.”
“I found a way out, somehow.”
“…….”

In truth, Rebecca had ceased to have any connection with me the moment she left the Academy and Zamryong Academy. And I had no desire to maintain any further ties either.
Yet I’d gone out of my way to meet her.
Because while conducting the auction together, I’d sensed several strange things about Rebecca.

“How did you know?”
“Know what.”
“The value of the auction items.”
“After all this time, and that’s the first thing you ask me?”
“Well, it doesn’t seem like we’re the type to have warm conversations.”
…….

Rebecca clicked her tongue and turned away.

“I can see it.”
“See what.”
“Just… I can see the value of things. Roughly.”
“Among the items you bid on, there were Unappraised Items too. How did you know to bid on those?”
“I can see those roughly as well.”
“Since when.”
“Always.”

That answer struck me as odd.
By design, even a Challenger cannot see what lies inside an Unappraised Item. A demonic curse obscures the options.

“Then how did you know to buy them, Professor? You were bidding on everything that would turn a profit.”
“I can see it too.”
“…Mana particles?”

On my end, I see the status window’s glitch. There was no reason to explain that.
But what Rebecca said—”mana particles”—caught my attention.

“Close enough. But you said you’d devoted yourself to faith by entering the Mother Church. What brings you here?”
…….

Rebecca turned her gaze back to me.

“…Who exactly are you interrogating right now?”

Her voice had taken on an edge.

“Go ahead.”
“When two people meet, they should talk. Actually talk.”
“Coming from someone who looks at people like insects?”
“What did you just say?”

Rebecca’s brow furrowed.

“Fine. If you don’t like it, forget it. This is ridiculous. I heard someone died and came crawling out worried, and—”

I didn’t understand that remark.
Rebecca shook her head and continued.

“So, to answer you.”
“…Yes. I’ve devoted myself to the Mother Church now.”
“To become a cardinal?”
“Would a princess of an empire renounce her station just to become a laywoman? Of course not.”
“A cardinal who kills people, like you?”
“Professor. Please watch your words. And I don’t kill people anymore. …I’ve been reborn.”

This time it was I who turned to look at her in shock.
Rebecca seemed embarrassed by her own words, her head tilted slightly away.
Rebirth meant obtaining a sacred calling as a person of faith—but her, a princess, saying such a thing?

“……Is that something just anyone can do?”

Rebecca furrows her brow again and turns to face me.

“Listen, Professor Dante. After all this time, is picking a fight all you have to say to me?”
“I’m asking you seriously.”
“Anyone can do it? You think it’s easy kneeling on cold stone every dawn like a dog, praying for two hours straight?”
……
“Holding the unwashed hands of some vagrant reeking of piss and praying? Do you think you could manage four days, Professor? You who know nothing. Really aggravating….”

It was then I felt something strange—Rebecca seemed somehow different.
Before, even when her disposition twisted, she maintained the pretense to the end. Now, she’d grown distinctly more candid.
And apart from her rougher speech, the killing intent had drained noticeably from her words and expression.

‘The Mother Church truly is magnificent.’

To think they’d transformed that mad tyrant into something resembling a human being?
Though her rotten nature couldn’t have gone anywhere, for all that.

“So you should answer my question as well.”
“…What now?”
“A princess who supposedly spends every dawn shattering her knees and holding vagrants’ hands—how did she end up at the Empire Auction House?”

Rebecca’s face turned sullen.

“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know? You came to buy the Rune, didn’t you?”
“I said I don’t know. I just felt like I should come. And when I got here, this looked decent, so I bid on it.”
“Is that the ‘intuition’ you mentioned before?”

I nod.

Rebecca,
reading the value of unappraised items through particles of mana.
Coming to the Main Story that Vomittekka had accelerated simply because she ‘felt she should come.’

Rebecca had displayed such remarkable intuition or foresight before—for instance, the moment she saw Adel, she’d condemned her to death. This was before she’d even grasped the Instant Death Curse. 『Instant Death Curse』.
Only the Eternal Starlight Seat ∞ Song Chi-en had ever grasped such things at a glance. But Rebecca, who wasn’t even a Starlight Seat, could do this?
This wasn’t a setting that existed in Hiaka Academy’s Assassination Studies Department.

‘This is…….’

It suddenly came to mind. Hiaka Academy’s Magic Department had a setting that resonated with this situation: a ninth-tier trait called “Master of Mana.”

“Are you finished interrogating me? I suppose I’m innocent?”

Perhaps it was because I’d been lost in thought.
Rebecca jumped to her feet.

“I’m leaving.”
“Where. Back to the auction house?”
“That god-forsaken auction house isn’t needed anymore. I didn’t even know why I came here in the first place, and I’ve seen all there is to see. Might as well go hold some vagrant’s hand again.”
“The Rune—you don’t need this? If you cover my fee, I’ll give it to you.”
“Don’t need it…. Why are you even saying this like you’re doing me some favor now? Use it yourself, Professor. Throw it away. Do whatever you want.”
“So you’re just leaving like this?”

I stopped her anyway, wanting to discuss her abilities a bit further.

“Forget about it. After all….”

A sharp gaze pierces through me.

“We’re hardly in a position for heartfelt conversation.”

She began walking away with quick, measured steps, muttering to herself. ‘Honestly,’ she sniffed as she went.
Why was she upset?
Ah, she was always like that.
But something made me reconsider—I realized I needed to test her.
I didn’t call Rebecca. I simply cast Illusion Magic.

『 World Forgery: Form Forgery [Door] 』

Afterward, I watched Rebecca. She’d descended the stairs and reached the first floor when she caught sight of the forged door I’d created. Her eyes snapped up to meet mine, brow furrowing sharply, her lower lip caught between her teeth. When I stared back, she made a contemptuous sound—’Tch’—and gestured sharply with her chin like she meant to strike me. Leim, who had slipped in beside her, barely had time to look startled before Rebecca pushed through the real door that lay hidden within the blank wall and stepped outside.

‘Ah.’

Lightning split through my mind.
Good heavens.
Rebecca had just seen through my ninth-level Illusion Magic with her bare eyes—no ability required, no special talent. She’d pierced through it completely.
Which meant—

‘……Rebecca’s true nature is….’

At the same moment, alarm bells began tolling in my mind.
If my hypothesis was correct, I couldn’t let her leave like this. If she returned to the Mother Church, she would be locked away in the Monastery again.

So I hurried out of the Café and into the Square, following Rebecca.

I was habitually scanning the 【Script】 when an unwelcome thought flickered across my consciousness.

【 Valmond Nibelung’s Guard Captain 3 : ‘Found her. Princess Rebecca.’ 】

Valmond Nibelung’s Guard Captain?
Why would that name appear here?
On instinct, I deployed Illusion Magic to mask my face. At the same time, I checked the Minimap.

‘On top of that container over there. He’s in Concealment.’

But why would the Nibelung Family be at the Empire Auction House?

【 Valmond Nibelung’s Guard Captain 3 : ‘Looks like what the Mother Church said was right. She really did come to the Empire with just one agent from the Royal Guard Secret Division, didn’t she?’ 】
【 Valmond Nibelung’s Guard Captain 3 : ‘Anyway, she’s the type who invites her own ruin. If she’d just stayed quietly in the Mother Church, none of this would’ve happened.’ 】

After that, he communicated with someone.
Likely the Matriarch.

【 Valmond Nibelung’s Guard Captain 3 : ‘Yes.’ 】
【 Valmond Nibelung’s Guard Captain 3 : ‘Yes, understood. There’s one Royal Guard Secret Division agent present. No problem.’ 】

After gauging his intentions, I quickly turned my gaze and took in the surroundings—the entire landscape at every angle.
This was the heart of a major city in the Empire.
Crowds milling everywhere.
An open space.
Every condition that would prevent combat was present, but all of it became meaningless before the Starlight Seat Mark of Dark Starlight⚉.

【 Guard Captain 3 deployed the Dark World. 】

As expected. A black stain bloomed at a single point in the empty air, then spread outward in all directions like the curve of a dome.
The entire square surrounding Rebecca and me plunged into darkness.

“What—? What what what? What’s happening!”
“I can’t see anything!”
“Who suddenly turned off the—? Wait, what—?”

Bewildered cries echoed from the citizens.
I couldn’t see either. I possessed no supernatural ability to pierce through the darkness of a Starlight Seat Mark.

“Ghck! What is this—light!”

In that moment, Leim, who understood magic, seemed to burst forth with light. But I saw nothing. Within the Starlight Seat Mark’s darkness, ordinary light could not shine.

【 Valmond Nibelung’s Guard Captain 3 : ‘Hehehck.’ 】
【 Valmond Nibelung’s Guard Captain 3 : ‘Pointless, Royal Guard Secret Division. No matter what you do now, you cannot see ahead.’ 】

My situation was identical. Light conjured by Illusion Magic would not shine within the Starlight Seat Mark’s darkness.

【 Valmond Nibelung’s Guard Captain 3 : ‘There is no need to hide in the eyes of others. Simply obscure the eyes themselves. Ultimately, it symbolizes becoming unperceived. When that happens, every human becomes nothing more than a brain trapped in the vessel of a skull.’ 】
【 Valmond Nibelung’s Guard Captain 3 : ‘No matter how much of a Royal Guard Secret Division member you are, the moment you allowed me a surprise attack, the outcome was already decided.’ 】

Hiss—squelch!

“Ghck!”
“Captain Leim!”

Leim seemed to have been struck by a shuriken, and the nearby crowds stumbled about where they stood, afflicted with Status Abnormalities—Dulling, Weakening, Blindness, and more.

But in that moment, I had completed a formula I was creating for the first time.

Right after grasping his true identity,

my hasty memorization of the surrounding landscape proved to be a saving move.

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『 World Forgery: Recognition Forgery [Street] 』
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In an instant, the darkness vanished from my eyes.
The landscape of the street revealed itself. Leim on the ground. The cowering crowds. Rebecca. The figure of the man standing atop a building, drawing signs with both hands—all became visible.

【 Valmond Nibelung’s Guard Captain 3 : ‘……??’ 】

He recoiled in shock as I approached, eyes fixed upon him.
The moment direction became clear, it entered the domain of my Illusion Magic.

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『 World Forgery: Phenomenon Forgery [Dark World] 』
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In this instant, he too was trapped in the vessel of a skull.

“Aarghhhh—!!”

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