The Genius Professor Wants An Easy Life - Chapter 43

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Episode 43
Lacarbratha.
That was its true name.
In the old tongue, it meant “that which ought not exist.”
‘Chaos is a force that was never meant to exist in this world, after all.’
Chaos operated on an entirely different principle than Mana, Malice, Demonic Energy, or anything else.
Yet somewhere in the distant past, Chaos had somehow awakened—and nearly brought catastrophe upon the world.
Because it was a force that had no place in creation, nothing could stop it.
That was when the Demon King of the Demon Realm stepped forward.
‘The only Heavenly Rank being in this world.’
The Demon King had reached the pinnacle of ascension—what some called Level 10.
The Demon King had transformed Chaos into a spell and sealed it deep within the Demon Realm.
‘I don’t know how the curse of Chaos came to cling to the Black Swan Amanda, but.’
Regardless, whatever its true nature, what it was now was a magical formula.
And I was a Master of Magic—one who could see through the essence of all spells.
‘…calling myself a dominator of magic might be grandiose, but.’
Still, the description fit the moment.
[How dare you?! Impossible! You—!!!]
I dissected the magical formula that had invaded my body piece by piece.
It had been converted into a curse by none other than the Demon King.
The spell was vast and magnificent beyond compare to any magic I’d ever witnessed.
‘…And yet I can understand it.’
Not truly understand, though.
I simply knew it—instinctively.
‘Under normal circumstances, no matter how perfectly I grasped a formula, I could never interfere with the Demon King’s spell. But since this curse dwells in my own body, I can intervene.’
Especially since this formula contained a single switch.
One that would obliterate the thing completely.
A switch designed only the Demon King could activate.
‘But I think I can just… do it.’
Click.
Following the Master of Magic’s instinct, I manipulated the formula, and it fit perfectly—like a key sliding into its lock.
[KYAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!]
The thing began to scatter and dissolve.
Success.
But then something unexpected happened.
As Chaos dissipated, some faint powder remained—fragments falling like dust.
Whether this was a bad thing depended on perspective, but—
-You have eliminated the Chaos Abomination!
-A fraction of the Chaos fragments will remain within your body!
-You may now use Chaos power in limited fashion!
My eyes went wide.
‘No way!’
From the form that thing had taken, you could see that Chaos was a force operating on an entirely different plane than normal energies—and it was devastatingly powerful.
‘This will become my trump card when it matters most.’
But this wasn’t all good news.
-The elimination of the Chaos Abomination will be reported to the Demon Realm!
Cold sweat poured down my back.
‘It’ll be fine, right? They’ll only know the Chaos monster was destroyed—they won’t realize I was the one who did it.’
I renewed my private vow to live as quietly as possible from now on.
But the moment I thought that, I drew aggro.
“…Professor. Thank you.”
It was Yohen.
The way his eyes trembled relentlessly as they fixed on me made it clear he’d completely stamped his gratitude into his gaze—all for saving him just now.
‘No! I’ve already entangled myself with Catrine and Rivel—that’s more than enough!’
I had to prevent things from spiraling further out of control.
‘I’ll speak as coldly as possible. Like I don’t want to hear thanks.’
But then that damned Black Flame Dragon stirred up trouble again.
“I need no such gratitude. I merely did what was necessary.”
“Ah….”
Even I had to admit—that was a cool and impressive answer!
Admiration and emotion welled up in Yohen’s eyes.
‘This won’t do!’
I was tempted to dismiss it all by saying it was his fault we’d nearly come to harm, to scatter that look of wonder—
“Didn’t I make it clear from the start? Never rush in recklessly. Do you have any idea how much danger you nearly caused with that hasty move?”
…It was a reprimand, yes, but one that sounded strangely like concern.
“Thank you, Professor. This incident has given me resolve.”
“…….”
“Seeing your noble willingness to sacrifice for everyone’s sake, I’ve come to deeply admire and understand. I swear I will become someone like you, Professor.”
…Please don’t do that.
What’s more, Yohen said something terrible.
Faintly, so quietly I could barely make it out, he muttered:
“When does transfer admission to Rubines Academy open?”
“…….”
I doubted my ears.
But I hadn’t misheard.
‘Transfer admission’s available from second year… No, that’s not the point—! Why are you considering transferring?!’
I was about to urgently explain the merits of Amethyst Academy, where Yohen was supposed to enroll, when—
—Ban Ecclesia, come inside.
Ashtat called for me.
* * *
Though Ashtat called only for me, I deliberately entered with Yohen as well.
“…May I come in too?”
“Yes. You have a task this time.”
“A task for me? I’m ready to take on anything!”
Yohen clenched his fist with determination.
As we went deeper, I could see the massive form of an ancient dragon, sealed in chains.
‘Ashtat’s true form is that of a great ancient dragon, who sealed itself to contain the Malice that leaks into the surface world.’
[At last you’ve come this far, future hero.]
Yohen’s eyes gleamed as he looked at me in response to Ashtat’s words.
“A hero? Then Professor, you truly are—!”
“No. I’m referring to you.”
I flatly denied it.
Hero referred to the sixteen protagonists, and I was absolutely not one of them.
But then Ashtat said something strange.
[The one I call hero is you, Ban Ecclesia.]
“You’ve been sealed too long and lost your sense of things. I’m no hero.”
[Heh.]
Ashtat let out an unpleasant laugh.
It felt like saying ‘yes, that’s right,’ which irritated me, but I let it pass.
“So what do we do now?”
[The Sealing Formation containing the Malice has developed a fault. Can you lend your aid? My strength has waned—I cannot act.]
I nodded.
‘Getting here was the difficult part; repairing the seal is simple.’
The hidden episode was essentially clear.
From here on out was reward time.
Sure enough, after I tended to the Sealing Formation, Ashtat spoke thus:
[My gratitude. A burden has been lifted from my mind. In return, Ban Ecclesia, I bestow upon you the Dragon’s Blessing.]
It was a tremendous reward.
So much so that players persisted in challenging this episode despite its brutal difficulty.
‘Potential rises in every domain.’
The problem was that it wouldn’t help me at all.
‘Master of Magic,’ ‘Heavenly All-rounder’—with those traits, my potential had already reached its absolute limit in every field.
‘Accepting this blessing would just force me into the Dragon’s Trial episode later, which is a nuisance.’
“I decline.”
[You decline?]
“Do I strike you as someone who would need a mere blessing from another?”
Ashtat fell silent for a moment.
[That is fair. Your innate talent is so excessive that it warps the causality of the world itself, and heaven imposed the curse of Mana Insensitivity upon you to maintain balance.]
“Instead, grant the Dragon’s Blessing to this child.”
[To that child?]
“Of course.”
‘I’ll need to set things up so Yohen grows well on his own.’
For reference, the four main protagonists were as follows.
Catrine and Rivel.
Yohen and Yodo.
Of these, Yohen and Yodo differed from the previous two true protagonists.
‘There was a danger of “falling behind” or “corruption.”‘
‘Especially in Yohen’s case, there’s a risk he could fall to corruption if he can’t overcome his spiritual trials. Dragon’s Blessing will be a tremendous help then. It strengthens the spirit as well.’
The problem was,
“Professor, why bestow such a blessing upon me?”
I’d drawn unwanted attention again!
“Don’t misunderstand. I’m merely passing it on because it seems a waste to discard it.”
I’d scrambled out an excuse, but it was hardly more convincing than claiming I’d found it on the street.
Unsurprisingly, it wasn’t landing.
“You’re a shy one, Professor. The kindnesses I’ve received today—I shall never forget them. I swear I shall repay this debt.”
I pretended not to hear.
I still had pressing business with Ashtat.
‘I’ve suffered plenty. I should get something out of this too.’
Right on cue, Ashtat spoke up with sharp intuition.
[If my blessing holds no value for you, I confess I’m at a loss as to what recompense might suit you. Is there something you desire?]
Of course there was.
‘Give me money.’
What good is being a duke’s child?
I’m stuck living in a cramped one-room apartment.
The trouble was, Ashtat’s circumstances weren’t flush either.
‘According to the lore, he poured every last coin he’d hoarded into constructing the Sealing Formation to hold back the Malice.’
But surely he had at least one treasure hidden away, something he cherished.
“I am your benefactor. If you are grateful for the kindness I have shown, then it is only right that you offer me a fitting recompense in return.”
My original nature would have put it bluntly—”Please give me cash”—but the Black Flame Dragon translated it in antiquated, transcendent fashion.
Vulgar words either way.
[A fitting recompense for kindness, you say.]
Ashtat fell silent in thought for a moment.
[I believe I have just the thing.]
A shimmer rippled through the air.
A Spatial Pouch materialized, and peering inside, I glimpsed a Treasure Chest!
[I shall entrust you with my most precious treasure. Please, treat it well.]
‘I’m going to sell this thing.’
Keeping such thoughts to myself, I nodded.
[Very well then. I shall depart. I am weary.]
Another shimmer.
Dragon’s Authority flared, and our entire party was transported out of the nest.
“Young Master, are you unharmed?! Though my body could not stand beside you, my spirit fought at your side the entire time!”
“…You should keep quiet about shirking your duty, sir. Ban took fine care of me, after all. And as for what I accomplished—”
“Liar! When danger struck, you were too terrified to do anything—I know it without question!”
“How dare you! You were cowering in the village shirking the whole time!”
“Bah! Do you know how I protected that village? A feat worthy of a wandering bard’s song—!!”
Still the same hopeless pair as ever.
In any case, their foolish quarrel wasn’t what mattered now.
“I have some business to attend to elsewhere. See that you handle the cleanup.”
Though the sun had already set and dusk had deepened, I hurried into the forest.
I was desperate to know what treasure Ashtat had given me.
‘Judging by the chest’s size, it probably isn’t anything spectacular. Hehehehe—doesn’t this make me rich? Maybe I should just abandon the academy altogether?’
My heart racing with anticipation, I pulled the Treasure Chest from the Spatial Pouch and opened it.
The moment I glimpsed what lay inside, my eyes went wide as saucers.
“What the hell is this?”
A curse escaped me so primal even the Black Flame Dragon’s filter couldn’t catch it.
The contents were that shocking.
An egg.
…A Dragon Egg.
The bastard Ashtat had just handed me a baby dragon.
* * *
Meanwhile, at that very moment.
High atop an ancient tree that loomed over the Lancell Plateau.
A figure stood precariously on the massive boughs—a tree that looked easily several hundred years old.
Unexpectedly, it was Rune, one of the newly appointed temporary instructors and a prodigy of Skyisland.
Yet something was wrong.
Throughout the entire training period, Rune had
drawn virtually no attention from anyone.
Unlike the expectations placed on a Skyisland prodigy, he had been barely present—a ghost in the academy.
His expression had always been shadowed and grim, but now it was utterly transformed.
He was smiling brilliantly.
His lips stretched in a grotesque rictus.
Like a jester’s.
“To have awakened even a Chaos Beast, and still to fail—how fascinating.”
An astounding revelation.
This meant that Rune himself had orchestrated the entire incident!
“Though I can’t say it was entirely without gain.”
Rune’s gaze shifted.
Toward the Settlement.
Toward Ban Ecclesia, who stood alone in proud solitude.
“Ban Ecclesia. You’ll be worth watching closely.”
Then came a revelation even more astonishing.
“Everything is for the glory of the Demon Realm.”
Ssshhh.
Rune’s eyes gleamed in the moonlight.
Demonic Energy, the essence unique to the demon-kind, shimmered softly around him.

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