The Graduate Student Wants to Assassinate the Professor - Chapter 90

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Chapter 90

Zigzagel turned to look at Nifra, who was smiling with leisure. It was different from the smile he knew. Still, Zigzagel shook his head.
-I could never keep such a promise!
His voice bordered on a scream. Khalid continued to speak coldly and sharply.
-That’s no longer Nifra! Zigzagel, come to your senses!
Instead of answering, Zigzagel attacked Khalid with magic.
-Zigzagel!
Khalid’s eyes widened as he protested to Zigzagel, but it seemed his words did not reach the other’s ears.
-Do you truly believe the world Halgrok speaks of is right?! It isn’t! It shouldn’t be!
-Yes, you’re right. But even if it were such a world….
The sound of joints breaking echoed from Zigzagel’s body, growing louder with each moment.
-As long as Nifra exists!
-I told you, that’s not Nifra! Before Halgrok takes complete form…!
Khalid, now transformed into a magnificent dragon, swung his great sword and cried out.
-We must kill it!
Khalid collided with the colossal dragon.
Leoryna squinted against the shockwaves generated by their clash, yet continued to observe.
The Demon Clan Members did not intervene in the battle, merely watching in silence. Nifra sat in a grand chair within the Great Hall, gazing down at them.
A thunderous sound erupted as both figures plummeted downward. When the dust cleared, Leoryna’s eyes fell upon Khalid pinned beneath Zigzagel’s feet, glaring up at him.
-You….
Zigzagel simply accepted Khalid’s piercing gaze with composure.
One of Khalid’s left horns was clenched between his teeth. Blood spurted continuously from where the horn had been severed at Khalid’s temple.
Nifra approached them with light, graceful steps.
-Severing a demon’s horns? That’s rather extreme, isn’t it? Even those not of the Demon Race know that a Demon King must be a flawless being.
She seemed genuinely displeased.
-I simply don’t know any other way to subdue Khalid without doing this.
Zigzagel transformed back into human form and released Khalid, but the latter remained unable to rise for some time due to the shock of his broken horns.
-Well, it doesn’t matter. The horns will regenerate.
Nifra approached the prostrate Khalid and crouched before him, asking:
-So, brother, have you reconsidered becoming the Demon King?
-Don’t be absurd. Not like this, at any rate.
Khalid spoke through gritted teeth.
-With you on the throne, we could easily sweep through this world. The age of the Demon Race would finally dawn—after thousands of years.
-That is not right.
-My, why not? Those countless, irritating humans like ants, those arrogant elves, those haughty dragons, those worms crawling beneath the earth—the dwarves—they all despise us. Why do we simply endure?
-I never said I would endure it. I simply despise this method.
-There is no other method. There is no way to realize your ideals except through this. So do not resist. Accept your fate. Kaladniel Sigelo Huaderica.
-Nifra….
Khalid’s eyes blazed with fury, but Nifra paid him no mind.
-Zigzagel will help me, won’t you? Even though you’re a Dragon… you’ll stay by my side?
As Nifra spoke with a flower-like smile, Zigzagel’s pupils trembled.
He understood she wanted him nearby probably to restrain Khalid’s willful behavior—not out of genuine affection for Zigzagel himself.
The Nifra of this moment…
-Nifra…
When Zigzagel spread both arms toward her, Nifra collapsed into his embrace. He tightened his grip, holding her firmly against him.
-I’m sorry.
Before Nifra could even comprehend what those words meant, a sharp, searing pain seized her.
-Kyaaaah!
Nifra screamed, clutching at the left side of her head.
Something that should never have been there now occupied her temple. Khalid’s left horn was burrowing into her skull.
Though Zigzagel had succeeded in transferring Khalid’s horn to Nifra, a single tear rolled down his cheek.
-Zigzagel, you bastard! Since when…?!
Nifra snarled and tried to tear away Khalid’s horn, but it had already taken root deep within her head.
Khalid coughed dryly and staggered to his feet.
-A horn or two… if it stops you, I’ll give them all.
-Caladniel!
-With two magical circuits in one body, you won’t be able to harness your full power, will you?
Nifra could only grip her head and scream.
As Khalid’s magical circuit invaded the Demon Lord’s own, the two pathways tangled together. The abnormal circulation of mana forced Nifra to endure agony as if her body were being torn to shreds.
Her knees buckled. Nifra clawed at the ground with her fingertips, cursing through gritted teeth.
-Even if you drive me from this place, my avatars will resurrect me!
-Your avatars?
Khalid glanced around at the other Demon Clan Members staring at him, then smiled coldly.
-I’ll simply annihilate them all.
-You! Are you saying you’ll slaughter your entire Clan?! How dare you!
-What difference is there between slaughtering Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and Dragons, and cutting down the Demon Race?
Khalid tightened his grip on his great blade.
-How does it feel to crawl on the ground, Halgrok?
And thus it began.
A massacre.

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Leoryna had believed she had witnessed countless horrific scenes throughout her life, yet the spectacle unfolding before her eyes transcended imagination itself.
Khalid and Zigzagel were slaughtering over a hundred Demon Clan Members. The resistance of the other demons posed no significant obstacle to either of them.
Yet among the Demon Clan Members, none fled in terror. They all seemed puppeteered by some unseen force, their hostility directed relentlessly toward Khalid.
Khalid’s eyes were suffused with crimson—every capillary burst and bleeding—and his hands showed no mercy regardless of the target. He and Zigzagel moved through the Castle with devastating efficiency, slaughtering the Huaderica Clan members indiscriminately.
‘I must kill someone like this?’
Leoryna felt a terror she had not experienced since childhood. Had she known her target possessed such power, she would never have approached so recklessly until now.
‘I cannot do this. Success is impossible.’
Leoryna trembled uncontrollably, yet she witnessed every detail of the brutal carnage unfolding before her. For some reason, it felt necessary.
And when Khalid killed his one hundred and seventh victim….
-Caladniel!
Nifra, having found Khalid, pierced him with her longsword. Though the circuit malfunction rendered even walking agonizing, her blade penetrated his abdomen with absolute precision.
Despite having shown no mercy in cutting down countless people until now, Khalid could not evade Nifra’s attack. Zigzagel had already collapsed, bleeding profusely.
-Nifra!
Black blood gushed from Khalid’s mouth.
Nifra’s face, etched into Khalid’s horns, had transformed grotesquely. She spoke in confusion, her words faltering.
-If you loved me so much, you should have killed me.
Khalid shook his head and grasped the blade as he spoke.
-Nifra… yes? It’s fine. I can handle this.
-Instead of sealing Halgrok with your horns, you should have killed me. Even now… look… I am harming you. Even though I spoke as though I would kill myself, in the end, I could not.
-It’s fine, Nifra. I will resolve this.
-No! You cannot resolve this! I…!
Nifra withdrew the sword she had driven into Khalid’s abdomen. One of his knees buckled. He pressed his hand against the wound from which blood oozed, looking up at Nifra.
-I can do this….
-I killed the entire Clan just to save one person like me?!
At Nifra’s anguished cry, Khalid nodded.
-It was a situation where I had to choose between two options.
-No! No! Your choice was wrong!
-Nifra. You did not want to die either. If you truly wished to die….
Khalid pointed to the longsword held in Nifra’s hand.
-You should have pierced your own heart with that blade.
At those words, Nifra’s expression froze in shock.

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