Became a Myth Class Professor at the Academy

14. Opening of the course (4)

pounding-

The world moves slowly. I can’t be an exception in that, but I can still move at my own will.

pounding-

The red light condensed in the muzzle of the Magwang Cannon is pulsing as if it will explode at any moment.

pounding-

With all his might, he spurred the ground to dig right in front of Eylon.

pounding!

really momentary.

Even though time seemed to flow slowly because of ＜Strengthening Eyes>, it was actually less than 0.1 second.

The cockpit of the magic gun where he sits. There is a passage of magical power that extends from the core. This is the weak point of the Magwangpo. He waved his hand without hesitation.

Tzuuk!

For a moment, the space split apart. If he had a high level of intimacy with Professor Mora, he could have cut it at a sharper level, but that was enough.

When the supply of magic was stopped, the magic was scattered.

Eilon’s expression hardened in shock. At the same time, Eylon’s Magic Cannon is shattered into pieces as if it is falling apart.

I accepted Eylon collapsing over the wreckage.

“… … .”

“Uh, how… … .”

From the mouth of the genius of the century came inexplicable words.

Yes, it is a natural reaction.

The Magic Cannon is not only a powerful weapon, but also a piece of armor that protects Eylon.

Of course, even if there are weaknesses, they have been thoroughly hidden so that no one can know. I even hid it from my family.

However, it would be surprising to see an existence that attacked only one weakness as if it were taken for granted.

‘But I guess I made that setting.’

Wouldn’t it be strange not to know?

Throb!

Oh, but it looks like I broke my hand when I hit it with my bare hands. I feel dizzying pain. There seemed to be some tears. It really hurts to tears.

I couldn’t stop the tears, so I hurriedly put Eylon down on the floor, picked up the magic core and handed it over. With this alone, the wheelchair function can be restored. There is no room for squeezing be satisfied with this

“Today’s lecture ends with this.”

There was no answer returned.

I hurriedly turned around so that the stagnant tears could be found.

* * *

“… … .”

No one in this classroom thought it would be possible.

An ignorant weapon that spews out magical powers so powerful that it pierces the skin. How can you deal with that monster that has crossed the boundaries of common sense with a sword?

Even Lucas was bare-handed.

I thought it was best to just avoid it.

👌👌👌👌

But he succeeded as if to ridicule everyone’s doubts. It is also without any clutter. Then, as if disappointed with them being trapped in the frame of thought, he declared the end of the lecture and turned around without any regrets.

They stared blankly at the place where Lucas had left.

Everyone was shocked by the unbelievable sight, but Eylon was the most shocked. Because he never thought that his magic gun would be destroyed in this way.

Although he himself was aware of the weakness, it was because there was a calculation result that in reality the feasibility converges to zero.

Even when Lucas told him to shoot the Magic Cannon, the thought that he might kill the being that stimulated his intellectual curiosity with his own hands led to a slightly disappointing feeling.

However, the result was just the opposite.

It was his pride that died.

‘Uh, uh, uh… … .’

Eylon lowered her head and shook her head.

‘Ugh! Whoops, heh heh! He’s a really fun professor. Glad you came to Grasco.’

Eylon raised his head again, and his eyes were full of curiosity. Sulpit, even madness seemed to be visible.

Tsar!

After recovering the wheelchair by driving the magic core, he left the classroom with a smile.

* * *

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

With every step, a throbbing pain pierces deep into the bone marrow. Is this how Guan-Woo feels that he scraped the bones raw to get the poison out? It looks like it’s going to let out a sharp scream at any moment.

It hurts again, pounding as if there was a heart in the arms and hands.

But I can’t cry for pain.

Too many people around Even everyone recognizes who I am and is joking around this way.

If I scream here, my image is still going crazy.

He clenched his teeth and endured it.

Instead, he hurried his steps even faster.

‘What the fuck is going to the office once, so far away?’

Once again, I resent the filthy and spacious grounds of Grasco.

Fortunately, no one was talking to me.

I hurriedly left the ＜Aden Pavilion> and arrived at the ＜Silver Pavilion>, the faculty building that Ronald introduced last time. I found the room assigned to me and entered after recognizing the user. There is no time to introduce the inside. where is the black At least swing it.

Just once. If you wield it just once, you can heal your teeth and injuries quickly with super recovery.

I found a rod of roughly the right length and grabbed it.

It hurts enough to make you scream just by holding the position. However, in order for the super recovery to activate, you have to do it in an FM posture that is close to obsession. He clenched his teeth and straightened the rod.

and-

three!

A soft light flashed from her body along with the clear sound of waves.

The cold sweat dried immediately, and the pain in the arm disappeared as if it had been washed. The fatigue I felt due to the pain and the dry eyes caused by ＜strengthening my eyesight> were all gone.

Also recovery.

One effect is awesome.

I roughly put the bar where it was, and leaned over on the chair. The pain had subsided, and then the scenery of the office came into my eyes.

During the school year, this is where I will spend most of my time.

It is a concept created according to the user’s taste, but it is modern and simple enough to be empty.

‘If you look at what’s not bad, is this really my taste?’

smart-

I look around, and suddenly I hear a knock. No other professors will come.

“Who is it?”

-Hey, the assistant assigned to the professor’s room is called Ritt.

‘Lit?’

In an instant, goosebumps ran down my spine.

There are people who sold their souls to demons in this Grasco, there are people who sell them, and there are real demons.

Just like that rite.

He hides in the form of a human, but his reality is a low-level demon, a man with combat power equal to that of a professor of combat faculty. As an ordinary person, I am a person who can be killed with a sniff.

‘Is that guy my room assistant?’

The face you will see the most during the day is the face of the teaching assistant. But in such a place, why does he have to be my room assistant?

I’d like to ask for a change, but I know what he’ll do to me. There is nothing more terrifying than a person who suddenly loses his job. I can’t afford to do that.

-Professor, can I come in?

Oops, I made you wait outside for too long.

“Come in.”

At the same time as my permission, the lock magic was released and Lit entered the room.

“Nice to meet you, Professor. It’s called rit. There is no last name.”

“… … nice to meet.”

“Like you said, you really look great!”

It makes me happy to hear such compliments from demons like you.

thank you, hey

“But what do you have in your hand?”

“Ah, I have prepared a few research thesis topics in case it might be helpful to you.”

Yes.

Anyway, I’m also a professor at an academy called Grasco.

A professor at the Academy must write a research paper on one topic setting and report to the conference.

It was just a setting that the professors in the novel added because it seemed like they were playing and eating for free, but I wrote it for nothing. shit.

“Leave it there and go. Let’s take a look one by one.”

“Yes. Call me whenever you need me.”

Lit smiled softly and said.

I’m sorry, but I don’t want to meet you anyway.

“I do.”

But you can’t say that in front of the party.

I hid it as much as possible.

Ritt completely disappeared from view, and just in case he was able to confirm that he was eavesdropping through ＜Strengthening Eyes>, he completely relaxed his mind.

“I need to raise meat shields or something.”

I don’t want to die from being expelled if I keep that by my side.

‘Then the first thing to grow… … .’

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Maybe the tank first.

You always have to protect me.

And I picked the best tank in this worldview.

“Previously… … .”

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My eyes widened at the material Ritt left behind.

In any case, you should write a research thesis.

Other professors will actively use their assistants, but I can’t. I don’t want to.

I don’t want to put pressure on Ritt. How stressful is the stress of graduate students and teaching assistants?

The stress builds up and I don’t know how to get back to me.

‘I have to do it myself.’

I looked at the topics that Ritt had prepared.

-Correlation between chivalry and war

-The mechanics of noblesse oblige and conscription

-Understanding the operation of magical power suitable for battle

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.

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These are really good topics to use as a dissertation in the Faculty of Combat.

Ritt guy… … You’re really good at teaching. That’s acknowledged.

However, the subject he has prepared has a lot of work that needs to be researched through the assistant, strangely.

In other words, there are only topics that will inevitably increase the amount of time you have to bump into Lit.

Not so.

I want to go to work as much as possible and see him as little as possible.

If so, what topic do you like?

Each of the materials was sorted and examined.

There is nothing in the castle.

‘Things that don’t need help from a teaching assistant.’

I like the topic that I can solve related materials on my own line.

Is there such a thing?

‘… … have.’

An idea that came to mind.

Isn’t it enough to start with a completely new topic that doesn’t require research material?

“decided.”

The subject of my research thesis is, ‘The battle aspect with the demons seen from the situation on the Eastern Front.’

I haven’t seen anyone anyway. It’s okay if I make it up.

I plan to properly fill in the narrative that was sparsely emptied during the serialization.

Of course, this is fiction based on imagination.

* * *

‘Hmm.’

Lit, who had left Lucas’s office, thought about the meeting a while ago.

‘Really, ‘that’ race.’

The flowing momentum naturally atrophied himself as a demon. It feels like a mouse in front of a cat. It was the realm of nature.

‘If it weren’t for his orders… … . I might have run away like the thugs on the Eastern Front.’

But a command is a command.

He desperately wanted to run away, but if he did, his neck was sure to run away like those thugs on the Eastern Front.

It’s not easy for a low-class demon like himself to overcome his instincts, but he has an undeserved intelligence for a low-class demon, so ‘He’ has entrusted him with this important task.

‘By the way… … I was definitely on the lookout.’

No one will know his true identity.

Lucas was wary of himself.

‘Did you notice that I am a demon?’

not. It can’t be. Polymorph was perfect, and if it was ‘that’, he would have started hunting the moment he realized he was a demon.

‘Is it just that you don’t trust people?’

still have to watch

Ritt’s gaze turned to Lucas’ office.

‘I wish I didn’t call you often though.’

He acted naturally, but in fact, it was too scary.

Even now, the toilet is urgent.

It was Lit who hurried to the bathroom without even dreaming that Lucas was thinking the same thing.