I Became an Unknown Professor at the Academy

To take the entrance exam once.

Once during the entrance ceremony.

Except for the main building, annexes, and the central amenities, the largest building in the academy is the grand auditorium.

“Wow…”

Park Minjeong, feeling a bit uncomfortable due to the lingering unease from the conversation, couldn’t hide her admiration, her mouth agape in a rather undignified manner.

The grand auditorium, which was just large in size, was completely surrounded by the knights of each temple.

The aura emanating from the knights, who had their visors fully lowered, was so overwhelming that it was far too great for an ordinary student to handle.

‘This is… the real deal…’

Even though Kang Hanna, who was leading the way, spread out her magic to neutralize the overwhelming presence, Park Minjeong could still feel a tingling in her skin, and her muscles kept contracting, making her body creak.

If they moved any closer, she felt her legs might give out.

But fortunately, neither Park Minjeong nor the other students collapsed and fell to the ground.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“No need to mention it.”

Just as the doors of the grand auditorium opened, Jaden, who had been waiting, added his magic to Kang Hanna’s barrier, and at the same time, the oppressive atmosphere that had been weighing on them significantly eased.

‘That person is the second-in-command…’

While Kang Hanna, who had been absorbing the pressure from the knights and managing the students, was an impressive figure, the moment Jaden appeared, the pressure that had been suffocating them disappeared as if it were a lie, giving Park Minjeong a vague sense of how vast the gap between the two was.

“Now, I believe you have all heard the explanations from Professor Kang Hanna. Before entering, please hand over all electronic devices in your possession. Failure to do so will result in immediate expulsion, not just a demerit, so don’t take it lightly.”

Swallowing.

Kang Hanna’s warning was certainly threatening. However, despite speaking in a gentle tone with a soft smile, Jaden’s warning came across as far more weighty, many times more so than Kang Hanna’s.

“Park Minjeong, Kang Mu-seok. Yes, it’s confirmed.”

“Th-thank you.”

“Thank you.”

Park Minjeong and Kang Mu-seok submitted their smartphones and smartwatches, receiving a number in return. It wasn’t anything special, just a number to make it easier to find their belongings when leaving.

The two then walked toward the grand auditorium.

“Wow…”

“That’s amazing…”

Even Kang Mu-seok, who was usually reserved with his emotions, opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

The inside looked just like the venue for the World Awakened Association’s conference, which they had only seen through news or videos.

“Newbies, over here.”

Park Minjeong and Kang Mu-seok, momentarily stunned by the completely transformed interior, snapped back to attention at Kang Hanna’s voice and walked toward her.

“It’s fine to chat before we start, but once we begin, you need to keep quiet and stay silent.”

Perhaps because they had already been taught this once at the dorm, the students didn’t reply but simply nodded their heads, signaling their understanding.

Kang Hanna, clearly satisfied, nodded once and walked off to somewhere.

“……”

“……”

Despite Kang Hanna saying that light chatting before the meeting was okay, no freshman opened their mouth.

Clang—! Clang—!

This was because the knights, who were clad in even more magnificent armor than the ones seen outside, were now observing the grand auditorium, which had turned into a conference hall, accompanied by priests and clerics.

‘We… really are nothing.’

Having been listed on the top ten guilds, Park Minjeong never let herself be too arrogant. After all, they were still a lower-tier guild that could easily fall from their position. So she had firmly believed that if they recruited talent from the academy and formed partnerships with smaller guilds, they could climb higher.

But today, she realized.

The top ten guilds were nothing at all.

Even those knights, who were simply looking over the conference hall, were stronger than her father, so what more could she say?

What was even more shocking was that they weren’t even the strongest, and it didn’t take long for that fact to be proven true.

[ The servant of the God of Rest, Greymian, enters. ]

A middle-aged man with distinctive gray hair entered the conference hall, accompanied by ten knights.

The appearance of Greymian, who wore a priest’s robe with the symbol of two hands clasped in prayer, caused Park Minjeong’s mouth to dry up.

The aura emanating from him was completely different from the natural pressure released by the knights or other powerful figures, and it began to permeate the conference hall.

It felt like a massive presence was staring directly into her soul.

Shaaak—!!

As Greymian sat in his designated seat, a faint light began to flow from the statue of the God of Rest behind him.

Looking at this, Park Minjeong realized.

How insignificant the divine power she had seen through priests really was.

[ The servant of the God of Abundance, Melian, enters. ]

Melian, a woman with long brown hair, entered the hall with ten knights, wearing a priest’s robe adorned with a small seed emblem.

At the same time, the pressure intensified.

Park Minjeong seriously began to consider whether she should activate her magic.

As she was contemplating this, Melian sat down, and once again, a soft light began to flow from the statue behind her.

“Unbelievable, really…”

“……”

In Kang Mu-seok’s trembling mutter, Park Minjeong felt an unexpected sense of relief. The fact that she wasn’t the only one feeling the pressure was a small comfort.

However, that didn’t mean the overwhelming pressure on her body disappeared.

[The God of Family, Numera’s servant, Jul enters.]

A woman with long black hair, adorned with a pair of ring symbols tied with thread on her left chest.

‘Still, still bearable…’

Her clenched fists were already soaked with cold sweat, but she was still okay. However, the sense of chilling, eerie gazes—more than the increasing pressure—was what made it harder to endure now.

It felt like someone was stripping her bare with their gaze.

[The Goddess of Beauty, Frigna’s servant, Meryan Lo Leia enters.]

A beautiful woman with blonde hair, Meryan Lo Leia, wearing a priest’s robe with a mirror symbol as her emblem, entered.

“Gah…!”

Suddenly, the pressure on her chest tightened, and Park Minjeong had to gasp for air.

The pressure was greater than the previous three people combined, and her hands and feet started trembling.

Cold sweat, which had only been trickling from her hands and feet, now began to drip down her forehead.

And at the moment when a brighter light began to emanate from the statue of the sensual Goddess of Beauty, Frigna…

“A-ah…”

Park Minjeong stood up with a pale face.

No, not just her. All the students sitting in the seats provided for observation, including Kang Mu-seok, stood up with terrified faces, trembling as they knelt down and lowered their heads.

Despite this strange behavior of the students, neither the knights nor the priests stationed at their posts gave them any attention.

Thud.

The students, who had come down from the observation seats to the conference hall floor, knelt on the ground in unison, lowering their heads.

They had to leave this place immediately.

But, contrary to what she thought, she couldn’t even move a finger.

In front of the omnipotent power that had taken control of her body, all Park Minjeong could do was lower her head and tremble.

[The God of Struggle, Apelnissus’s servant, Dilai de Amus enters.]

“Hah…!!”

With the sound of heavy footsteps, short screams of students echoed throughout the hall.

Dilai de Amus, a man with a sharp appearance and a well-built body, holding a flag with crossed spears and swords, looked down at the kneeling students with a somewhat sympathetic expression before heading to his seat.

And from the statue of Apelnissus, wearing a helmet, an even brighter light than Frigna’s statue emanated.

[The Goddess of Compassion, Beloth’s servant, Diana lo Grahin enters.]

The priest’s voice, without any intonation, sounded like a death sentence to Park Minjeong.

Thunk, thud.

The pressure around her throat, as though it would not allow her to breathe, made Park Minjeong unknowingly shed tears.

“Please… save me…”

She prayed desperately.

No, she begged.

She begged for forgiveness for her foolishness in trying to look down on these great beings, not knowing her place.

But even as she begged, the crushing pressure didn’t lessen; it didn’t increase either.

The students, on the brink of death, didn’t realize this and, with their heads bowed, couldn’t see that the statue of Beloth, behind Diana, did not shine.

[The God of Fortune, Doloreo’s servant, Romerio de Atillen enters.]

Then, a blonde handsome man, Romerio, entered alone, without any attendants, and sat down. Like Diana, Doloreo’s statue did not shine either.

And then…

[The sharpest sword of the God of Amusement and the representative of God Bwiar, the Executioner, enters.]

Clack—clack—

The heavy sound of shoes echoed throughout the hall.

As Park Minjeong’s consciousness began to fade, she could suddenly focus her vision.

Clack—clack—

“Huff…?!”

As the sound of the shoes grew clearer, the omnipotent force pressing down on her loosened, and just before she could barely lose consciousness, she managed to take a deep breath.

Cough, cough…!!

And she saw.

The woman, who was standing with a black coat on, behind whom, all the women’s idols, the Executioner, were bowing their heads.

At that moment, when all eyes were focused on her…

【Get lost.】

With a chilling killing intent, the world turned gray.

Only after the six statues shattered did the world return to its original colors.