The Genius Professor Wants An Easy Life - Chapter 90

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Chapter 90
The Demon King.
Ruler of the demon tribes and the sole Ascendant at Level 10.
The true strongest being in this world.
‘But he’s calling me an Ascendant? What nonsense is this?’
I grasped the reason almost at once.
‘Right now, the Demon King can’t perceive this side clearly. That’s why he’s mistaken.’
In ancient times, the Eight Heroes defeated the great power of the Alternate Dimension and wove a barrier protecting this world.
Thanks to that, from the Alternate Dimension where the Demon King now stood, neither could he glimpse nor interfere with this side.
It was like glass transparent from only one direction.
‘But why does he look so badly wounded? This should be the time when he’d clash with the Alternate Dimension’s great power and sustain injuries.’
The Demon King’s seclusion due to his wounds would later bring calamity to the Demon Realm.
‘Yet this isn’t merely a wound.’
Not a single part of his body was intact.
Beyond physical injury, his Aura—the distinctive mark of an Ascendant—was scattering away.
His soul had sustained irreversible damage.
‘Was the situation truly this dire from the start?’
The Demon King’s attention left me, his gaze turning elsewhere.
Something immense was approaching him.
‘It’s the great power of the Alternate Dimension!’
It resembled the form of the Lord of Phantom Dreams that had descended during the entrance exam.
But where the Lord of Phantom Dreams had been incomplete, this was incomparably more formidable.
And there wasn’t just one.
Whoosh.
Two additional entities materialized.
-Hahaha! How delightful. To see myself cornered thus. How I rejoice!
The Demon King erupted into wild laughter, unleashing his power.
Crack!
In the space of the Alternate Dimension, shockwaves rippled as if the stars themselves were convulsing.
A true battle of the stars.
The problem was that beneath his bold cry, the Demon King’s state was far from good.
‘He can’t win this.’
Even the Demon King seemed to sense his defeat, crying out thus:
-Hacking, cough—not a bad way to fall. Come then. I’ll take half of you with me.
‘What are you saying? You can’t die here!’
Though one might guess, the Demon King was no villain.
He was neither quite an ally, yet he served as a ‘barrier’—buying time as the protagonists grew strong.
‘I have to save the Demon King. But how? There’s no way.’
I could only peer through the fissure; the Demon King’s location was the Alternate Dimension.
I couldn’t cross over, and even if I could, what good would insignificant dust like me be?
And yet,
‘Wait—there is one method I could try.’
I swallowed hard.
There was a problem.
‘If I use this method, I’ll definitely draw the Demon King’s aggression.’
It would pale in comparison to the aggression I’d drawn from the protagonists or Grandfather Randolph.
In the worst case, I could become entangled in the calamity unfolding in the Demon Realm—the Demon Heir Dispute.
‘And the timing couldn’t be worse—I’m currently a professor. The Demon Heir Dispute begins at the Demon Tribe Academy.’
Prestigious academies weren’t unique to the Empire.
The other great powers of the continent—the Demon Realm, the Ran Republic, and the Seven Kingdoms—had them too.
And by coincidence, calamity erupts precisely when the protagonists make a field trip to the Demon Realm’s prestigious Demon Tribe Academy.
Naturally, I had no intention of going anywhere near the Demon Realm, but I had to avoid anything with even a chance of being connected to it.
‘…No, it’ll be fine. He mistook me for an Ascendant just now anyway. Since he can’t see this side clearly, he won’t know who I am.’
Pushing down my anxiety, I cast a Message Magic toward the Demon King.
-Cast a Return Spell to bring yourself to this world.
-Hmph. Whoever you are, an Ascendant ignorant of the situation? Impossible.
‘I need to explain this carefully so he’ll comply.’
I was about to speak cautiously when Black Flame Dragon interjected swiftly.
-That’s because your understanding of magic is insufficient.
-!!
‘Hey, Black Flame Dragon!’
The Demon King’s face went slack with disbelief.
The Demon King wasn’t a Mage-class warrior.
If anything, he was a Dual Knight.
But then again, who in this world could speak to the Demon King that way?
And yet the Black Flame Dragon didn’t stop his presumption.
-I will impart teachings to you, so follow my instructions. Then you’ll be able to escape.
-Ha.
-If you refuse, so be it. With your lack of ability and such stubborn pride, you’ll have no choice but to die here.
My heart felt like it might burst free, but surprisingly, the Demon King’s reaction wasn’t poor.
-Haha! I don’t know who you are, but an interesting one has become an Ascendant. Very well. I’ll follow your words.
He seemed to be reacting favorably because he mistook me for an Ascendant.
But it was only temporary.
The Demon King’s black eyes sank with cold resolve.
-However, steel yourself. If this was nonsense, I’ll make you pay the price for insulting me.
I felt a chill.
It was more terrifying than any threat I’d heard before, but I answered without showing it.
-Then make sure you follow the teachings properly.
The Demon King’s mouth twisted.
Whoosh!
The symbol of an Ascendant risen to the heavens—his Aura—fluttered like wings, and a fierce energy undulated around the Demon King.
He was forcing his way into this world.
Time and space twisted under the Demon King’s power, manifesting as something unbelievable. A miracle beyond belief.
But the great entities of the Alternate Dimension weren’t simply watching.
-Grooooooooo.
The energy the great entities released pressed down upon the Demon King’s power.
The Demon King’s world-shaking force began to wane under their resistance.
That was the moment.
My eyes flashed open.
The sight before my eyes transformed.
The powers of the great entities in the Alternate Dimension appeared to me as formulas.
‘Those forces are ultimately magical in nature, after all.’
The Eyes of Great Master that pierced through essence couldn’t miss.
‘I need to find the most vulnerable point.’
I found it quickly.
I could sense it instinctively.
But I shook my head.
‘The Demon King would know that too. Even if he does, it would be impossible to break through.’
This time, I examined the Demon King’s spell.
A formula composed of nine stars, intervening in time and space itself.
Greater than any formula I’d ever seen.
There was even beauty in its perfection.
‘But it can’t be done that way right now.’
A ridiculous thought.
It was magic deployed by the Demon King himself.
Honestly, I didn’t understand even a tenth of that formula.
It was a spell far beyond the scope of my knowledge.
But even if I couldn’t understand it ‘intellectually,’ I could grasp it ‘instinctively.’
There was a different answer.
-Align the five hundred and forty-seventh angle of the seventh star with the fifth and ninth stars.
-What? If you do that, you don’t know how the formula will transform?
…To be honest, I don’t.
But,
‘I can roughly sense what phenomenon will occur.’
-If you don’t understand, just follow my instructions for now. That’s the proper attitude of a student.
The audacity of the Black Flame Dragon, treating the Demon King as a student.
The Demon King followed my words with an expression of disbelief, and at that same moment, something strange happened.
-Crackle-crackle-crack.
The Demon King’s stars began to collapse!
By following my instruction, he’d fallen into a dire crisis instead.
But the Demon King did not rage.
Instead, his expression shifted to shock.
He had grasped what ‘phenomenon’ I had orchestrated.
Crack-crack-crack.
Fractures appeared in the power of the great forces.
As the Demon King’s star collapsed, some of the energy spiraled wildly, and in that instant, the spatial distortion deepened catastrophically.
But that distortion had—by the cruelest chance—shattered the delicate balance that the great forces had maintained in tension.
As though accident had heaped upon accident.
Yet it was undeniably intentional miracle.
And that gave me a fleeting window.
‘Now!’
The Demon King did not squander that fraction of a second.
Whoosh!
A pitch-black rift tore open before him.
He had succeeded in creating a Portal that connected back to this world!
-What in damnation are you? A monster that has become an Ascendant.
‘…No, I’m neither Ascendant nor monster.’
In any case, it was time to say goodbye.
‘Let’s never meet again.’
But in that final moment, I froze.
-Wait. I will find out who you are. Mark my words.
‘!!’
The Demon King’s eyes locked directly onto my location.
I hurriedly sealed the rift.
‘He couldn’t have seen me. It’ll be fine. How could the Demon King possibly find me? I’m just a professor at an academy, nothing more.’
I exhaled a long breath.
Thus ended the tumultuous training session, and Katrine and I boarded a Portal headed for the Free City.
‘Phew. That was exhausting! I need a break for a while.’
But it was only after we stepped through the Portal.
I blinked.
Something about the cityscape seemed wrong.
Katrine must have sensed it too—she tilted her head quizzically.
“Why is the street so quiet? It’s still early evening.”
The Free City was normally teeming with people no matter where you went, alive with noise and energy.
Unlike other cities that grew desolate once night fell, it usually grew even louder—yet now it was eerily silent.
Shops that should have been doing brisk business were shuttered, their windows locked tight.
Above all, the air hung thick with dread.
I swallowed hard.
‘Could it have started already?’
This was an event from the scenario.
The Deleted Night episode had begun.
* * *
Just then, a loud voice rang out.
“Ban, where the hell have you been all this time?! Did you run off in fear of the spirits?”
“Most disappointing. I was beginning to give you some credit, but to shirk your duties as a professor at such a critical hour.”
It was my fellow temporary professors, Kansir and Balas.
Katrine tilted her head.
“Spirits? What do you mean?”
“A Phantom Break seems to have occurred in the city. Do you know what a Monster Break is?”
“Of course. Isn’t that when monsters suddenly proliferate?”
Monsters were not a natural species of animal.
They were born when the world’s fundamental forces twisted.
Occasionally, the distortion would intensify suddenly, causing monsters to spawn in vast numbers—that phenomenon was called a Break.
‘A Phantom Break is when spirits appear en masse. It usually happens in cities.’
Spirits frequented densely populated urban areas.
The Free City in particular, for all its vibrancy and commerce, suffered from poor public safety—many had died wrongfully and violently here, making it the perfect breeding ground for a Phantom Break.
Yet neither of them seemed particularly tense.
“While you’ve been shirking your duties, do you have any idea how brilliantly I’ve distinguished myself?”
“Since the Break is approaching Phase Two, Ban, your assistance won’t be necessary. Leave everything to us.”
‘A place like the Free City shouldn’t find it too difficult to manage a Phantom Break.’
It was thanks to the Rubinesse Academy situated in the city.
‘An academy is as good as a powerful army.’
Ordinarily a junior junior-rank professor is Level 5, and it’s not uncommon for senior high-rank ones to reach Level 6.
And it’s not just the Magic faculty either.
There’s the Knight faculty, the Auxiliary faculty as well.
Beyond the professors, there are graduate students ranging from Level 3 to Level 4, so combined they made for an absolutely formidable force.
Thus the entire academy seemed to treat this Phantom Break as nothing more than a special ‘event’.
“Phase 2 will definitely happen, right? Which professor will exorcise the most specters?”
“So far Professor Kansir has been in first place. He’s truly excellent in actual combat.”
“Professor Balas is no pushover either.”
“Who’s in last?”
“Professor Ban… well, Professor Ban. I heard he went out on a business trip in the middle?”
“Well, even if it hadn’t been a business trip, he probably wouldn’t have accomplished much anyway. With Mana Insensitivity, he may excel in theory, but he’d be weak in a large-scale field operation like this.”
Everyone’s attention turned to which professor would achieve the greatest merit.
Especially the temporary professors whose appointments weren’t yet confirmed burned with enthusiasm.
‘Social Merit Points are part of the professor evaluation too. If I rack up merit during this Phantom Break, I’ll get a significant bonus.’
Thinking of the points, I should have rushed out to hunt specters immediately,
‘but I can’t move carelessly.’
I dampened my gaze.
‘While the professors are away from the academy because of the Phantom Break, a terrible incident unfolds within it.’
That was the full account of the Deleted Night episode.
Moreover, there was an even more critical problem.
‘I have to consider the possibility that this episode will unfold far more horrifically than the original scenario.’
As it always did.

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