The Graduate Student Wants to Assassinate the Professor - Chapter 29

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Chapter 29

They mixed the Magical Stone with gold, drew a magical circle around the Magical Stone, and installed magical artifacts to assist the spell.
Once the preparatory work was complete, the three of them surrounded the Magical Stone in a circle.
Khalid made a single gesture through the air, and a large machete—or rather, what Khalid insisted was a magical staff—materialized before them. Leoryna drew out her silver staff as well. Zigzagel summoned his staff from thin air and drew up his magical power.
“Very well, then. Let us begin.”
The three of them simultaneously began murmuring their respective incantations.
The Magical Stone resonated with the spell and blazed with brilliant light, illuminating the surroundings as if it were midday. The light emanating from the Magical Stone flowed into the magical circle.
Keeeeeeng!
The magical circle and Magical Stone emitted an eerie sound as they deployed the spell formula. Magical power flowed outward in geometric patterns, and the range expanded steadily.
Leoryna adjusted the output of her magical power. Only four circuits had been formed above her heart. If I used all seven circuits, things would be somewhat easier, but I was currently pretending to be at the fourth circle. As I cast my spell, I discreetly observed both Khalid and Zigzagel.
‘Khalid is currently using eight circuits….’
My eyes narrowed.
‘Is that his maximum, or is he, like me, only using some of his circuits? Zigzagel is… nine circuits?’
I clicked my tongue involuntarily.
‘A direct confrontation would certainly be troublesome.’
In terms of pure magical ability, I was at a disadvantage in every way. The quantity of magical power, the skill in handling circuits, the practical experience of facing opponents—I was outmatched across the board.
‘Ugh, this is infuriating. When exactly will I be able to kill that bastard?’
I decided to follow Pope Beronas’s advice for now: take my time growing closer to Khalid while simultaneously searching for a way to end him.
While I was lost in thought, the spell reached completion.
Piiing!
A brilliant flash of light erupted, illuminating the cave. A ring of light materialized above the Magical Stone, rapidly expanded and dispersed at tremendous speed, leaving behind fragments of luminescence before vanishing.
And the Magical Stone dimmed once more, falling silent.
I withdrew the circuits I had activated and glanced around.
“Is that all? It doesn’t seem like much has changed….”
“Hmm….”
Khalid picked up some soil at his feet, then popped it into his mouth. He chewed thoughtfully, tasting the earth, and nodded.
“Well, this much… isn’t salty.”
“Then we succeeded?”
I asked with a bright smile.
“I suppose. Let’s check a few other locations to see if the salt has disappeared everywhere.”
The four of us dispersed to the north, south, east, and west of the mountain, collecting soil samples at regular intervals.
By the time we had each filled our allocated samples and reconvened, the sun was already rising. Now we simply needed to bring the samples back to the Research Laboratory and analyze whether all the salt had been removed.
“Oh!”
As I organized the sample bottles, I checked my wristwatch and slapped my forehead.
“I’m going to be late for the Athletic Competition!”
I thrust the samples toward Khalid.
“I’ll be going now, Professor!”
Khalid then raised his eyebrows and spoke.
“Hey! Then who’s going to help me analyze this?”
“Professor Zigzagel is here! The two of you can work on it together.”
“But!”
Khalid called out to Leoryna, but she had already vanished down the mountainside.
Khalid stared at dozens of sample bottles, rubbing his eyes where dark circles hung heavily beneath them.
“Right, I have to push through… This is the research I’ve been looking forward to…”
Zigzagel merely clicked his tongue disapprovingly beside him.

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After the Student Council president finished announcing the Athletic Competition, the students took their seats in the large Sports Field stands, organized by department.
Leoryna stood before the Department of Magic Theory students, cleared her throat a few times, and opened her mouth.
“Today, you are reborn as warriors!”
“Ohhh!”
“The training you’ve undergone until now will surely have made you stronger!”
“Ohhhhh!”
“I have great expectations for you! Do not disappoint me!”
“Ohhhhhhh!”
“Does everyone have confidence to win?!”
“Yes, we do!”
“Does everyone have confidence to show our true strength?!”
“Yes, we do!”
“Do you have confidence to take revenge on those worms from other departments who have mocked us until now?!”
“Yes, we do!”
“Excellent!”
Leoryna cried out with satisfaction!
“Go out there and crush them!”
“Waaaahhhhh!”
The students roared. Among them, Pongko, whom Leoryna had brought along, whispered to Shebril.
“Crushing them… that’s not allowed, is it…?”
“At this point, I have no idea.”
She laughed helplessly.
Meanwhile, the first match began. The event was a broomstick race. While few mages ride broomsticks these days, the broomstick race kept the legacy of flying broomsticks alive in this form.
A selected student competitor headed to the arena amid the cheers of their classmates.
Bang!
At the sound of the starting pistol, the students on broomsticks soared into the air in unison.
“Fly! Fly!”
The students cheered for their respective teams. The Department of Magic Theory competitor was flying in the middle ranks.
“Push forward! What are you doing?!”
Perhaps hearing Leoryna’s fierce cheering, the Department of Magic Theory competitor gradually increased speed, caught up with the leading group, and was now flying nearly alongside them.
“Ooooh!”
The cheers from the eager students grew louder. Then it happened.
Crash!
A Department of Magic Theory competitor rammed into another competitor flying beside them with their body. The impact shattered the broomstick of their opponent, sending them plummeting downward.
The student who delivered the body check surged ahead through the opening, and the cheers from the Department of Magic Theory students intensified.
“Did that student just throw the opponent’s broomstick away with their hands?”
Pongko’s observation earned a nod from Shebril.
“Crush them! Crush them!”
“Don’t you think their chant is a bit… off?”
This time, Shebril quietly nodded again.
Thud!
Whoooosh~.
The leading competitors began falling one after another. Among them, only the Department of Magic Theory competitor remained airborne.
“There’s no foul being called.”
“It’s not a foul. There’s a rule against using magic on opponents, but there’s no rule against physical combat.”
That was true. After receiving intensive training from me and consuming the special potions, their physical abilities had skyrocketed in just a week.
Since everything unfolded so rapidly, the referees seemed to believe the leading group had simply crashed into each other while competing.
And that Department of Magic Theory competitor crossed the finish line in first place.
“Yaaaay! We won! We won!”
An enormous roar erupted from the Department of Magic Theory students. It was the first victory they had so desperately sought.
Riding high from their first-place finish in the opening event, the students entered the second competition with unbridled confidence.
Smack!
The ball struck an opposing competitor’s face directly.
“Hey, that’s a foul! They threw it on purpose!”
A teammate of the struck competitor protested to the referee. But the Department of Magic Theory student who threw the ball shrugged and spoke brazenly.
“It was an accident. That competitor just happened to be in the ball’s path.”
The deliberating referee ruled it a simple foul and issued only a warning. Protests poured in from the opposing side, but the referee’s decision remained unchanged.
Once again, the Department of Magic Theory claimed first place.
“Yaaaay! Insane! Absolutely insane!”
The Department of Magic Theory students embraced whoever was beside them in celebration.
The subsequent matches followed a similar pattern.
The Department of Magic Theory students subtly committed fouls through physical combat, while their opponents were easily eliminated.
Yet the referees harbored no suspicion of the Department of Magic Theory students’ abilities. Who would ever think to use doping for a mere Magic Academy Athletic Competition?
Throughout the morning events, the Department of Magic Theory students delivered an extraordinary performance.
“Hahaha, it’s so easy to beat those gloomy mages who do nothing but research in their laboratories through physical combat!”
During the lunch break, I chuckled as I accepted the bento box Shebril offered me.

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