The Graduate Student Wants to Assassinate the Professor - Chapter 83

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Chapter 83

Leoryna asked, deliberately feigning indifference.
“Did you actually witness Khalid killing his sister? Did you even confirm the body?”
“Khalid himself went around boasting that he’d killed her.”
“He spread the word that he killed Nifra, but no one actually knows his reasons. Besides, if Khalid truly had a way to save her without her horns in the first place….”
Leoryna realized she was talking too much and closed her mouth mid-sentence.
As she continued shaking her head at Talamans, who wouldn’t stop his incessant chattering, a sudden chill crept over her.
“Ah… I’ve been caught.”
Leoryna clicked her tongue.
The chill was brief. Without reason, her mind began to drift. She barely grasped her sanity and assessed the situation.
“There must be an Illusion-type Demon Beast here.”
Leoryna immediately struck Talamans’ pressure point. His body went limp and he collapsed to the ground. She had preemptively blocked him from acting recklessly under the illusion’s influence.
Leoryna slapped her own cheek and gritted her teeth.
“I wish I could just lose consciousness too….”
Leoryna stared at the faint illusion before her eyes and brought her trembling hand down against her cheek again.
“It’s fine… Khalid will be here soon….”
Pongko had gone to call Khalid, so someone—whether Khalid or another—would arrive.
‘Will Khalid… come…?’
Pongko was certain Khalid would come running barefoot, but Leoryna still didn’t believe it.
‘Help me….’
I don’t want to see this!
Leoryna tried to think of something else, but the illusion clung stubbornly to her gaze. Before her eyes stood a man who resembled a Rat-like Man.
Leoryna looked down at her own body with trembling eyes.
It was small. Her hands, her feet—they belonged to a tiny child. And when she shifted her gaze slightly, a landscape drenched in blood unfolded before her.
“M… Mom….”
Leoryna crawled toward the two people collapsed on the ground.
“Dad… Dad….”
She struggled with her small hands to wake her parents, but the blood they had spilled formed rivers. Even a child could see it was already beyond salvation.
“Come here!”
The Rat-like Man seized Leoryna’s wrist. She braced her legs and resisted, refusing to be dragged away.
“N-No!”
“You little brat…! You’d better come along before you get hurt worse!”
Then something caught Leoryna’s eye. On the table right beside her lay a pair of sewing scissors. The Rat-like Man seemed unaware of their existence.
Leoryna quickly reached out, grabbed the scissors, and plunged them deep into the man’s arm.
“Aaaaagh! You, you unlucky little bastard!”
The man screamed and released Leoryna.
She didn’t miss the opportunity and bolted out of the home, rushing into the Forest ahead. It was a familiar forest path to her, but not to him.
“Where did you go, you little shit?!”
Huddled beneath the tree trunk, I held my breath, unable to venture outside. The terror refused to fade, and I felt as though I might retch.
“Where the hell did you go?!”
The man’s shout seemed to come from directly above my head.
I trembled violently, offering prayers to the heavens.
Please save me. Please save me. I’ll do anything—just let me live.
“Where the hell did you go?!”
Please, I don’t want to die.
Tears streamed ceaselessly down my delicate cheeks.
“Where the hell did you go?!”
I covered my ears, but I couldn’t block out the thunderous sound of the man snorting and tearing through the Forest.
“Where the hell did you go?!”
Whether it was my imagination or not, his voice seemed to be growing distant. Then the Forest fell silent for a time.
How long had passed? I slowly lowered the arms wrapped around my head and peeked my eyes cautiously over the tree trunk. And then—
“Found you, you bastard.”
The Rat-like Man stood before me. I let out a piercing scream.

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Pongko’s ears perked up as he concentrated intently, detecting even the slightest fluctuation.
“Leoryna’s mana is wavering unstably.”
“What does that mean?”
At Khalid’s question, Pongko tilted his head uncertainly.
“I’m not sure. Either way, the connected mana itself seems normal, but…”
They were currently searching for Leoryna from outside Huaderica Castle.
Following Leoryna’s scent, they encountered the corpses of Demon Beasts. Pongko grimaced at the stench of blood and sulfur, but Khalid approached without hesitation to examine them, his brow furrowing.
“Don’t worry. They’re all dead.”
The cross-section where Leoryna’s Confinement Room had severed them was cleaner than any blade could have made it.
“So she can use magic like this?”
Pongko, who knew Leoryna’s magic, recognized it as her handiwork, but Khalid mistook it for the abductor’s magic, and his expression grew grimmer.
“Quite a high-ranking Mage, it seems.”
He imagined his fragile Graduate School student suffering terrible harm, and his face went pale.
“An abductor and Demon Beasts… this is troublesome.”
“Khalid, it seems Leoryna went inside the Castle.”
Following Pongko’s guidance, Khalid reluctantly stood before the Castle Main Gate. He closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath.
“Are you alright, Khalid?”
“Yes, I’m fine.”
Khalid returned to his composed demeanor at Pongko’s words and opened the door. It creaked open with the rusty sound of metal grinding against metal.
He slowly surveyed the Central Hall. It remained unchanged from what Khalid remembered, without even the slightest deviation. Meanwhile, Pongko sneezed repeatedly from the thick layer of dust blanketing everything.
“Hmm, I thought Demon Beasts might be roaming about freely, but it’s quiet.”
“It’s Renokter’s domain, so other Demon Beasts won’t be able to cause a ruckus freely. Still, there’s no telling what might be here. It’s not safe, so be careful.”
At Khalid’s warning, Pongko pressed close against his side and pursued Leoryna’s scent.
“It’s that way, Khalid.”
Pongko bounded through the Banquet Hall before suddenly stopping dead.
“I smell Demon Beasts.”
In that same instant, Khalid felt a wave of severe vertigo wash over him.
“Ah, a mental-type ability.”
Having swiftly discerned the nature of the Demon Beast, Khalid slowly closed and opened his eyes.
When his eyes opened, the Banquet Hall was packed with people—all of them Demon Race. They wore resplendent garments and laughed and chattered amongst themselves. Young and old alike seemed utterly delighted.
They spotted Khalid and approached with smiles.
“Oh, the next head of the clan.”
“Lord Caladniel.”
And in the center of them all was….
“Brother.”
It was Nifra, beaming brightly.
As Khalid blinked, Nifra appeared beside him and whispered.
“Do you remember? Each face of our clan members.”
He blinked again, and the people before him were now drenched in blood, reaching out toward him.
“Lord Caladniel, please save us!”
“Next head of the clan! Please, don’t do this…! Just spare our lives…!”
“No! Please, just spare the children!”
Countless people—108 of the Demon Race, as the world knew them—clung to Khalid. Nifra giggled at his ear.
“Look. These are all the people you killed, brother.”
“Please, save us…! We don’t want to die!”
The people wept blood without end, pleading desperately. Blood splattered across Khalid’s body in countless places.
“You tried to bury it deep in your memory so you wouldn’t have nightmares, but look—what you’ve done doesn’t disappear.”
Amid the profusion of blood and scattered flesh, Khalid stood atop the clinging corpses, his expression utterly blank.
“Nifra.”
At Khalid’s words, Nifra answered, her skirt fluttering.
“What is it?”
“Not you.”
Shhwiiing—!
Nifra’s form was split by a great blade, a long wound tearing from top to bottom across her body. Her eyes went wide with shock.

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