I Became a Demon Professor at the Academy – Chapter 35

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Yuziro
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The power of Kanels was incredible.

Far beyond what I had imagined.

“Adrian. Do you know a northern woman named Tinslik”

“I don’t.”

“Strubana de Tinslik. Is it really a name you don’t know?”

“I don’t know.”

A woman whose name I didn’t even know apparently sponsored the failing class.

‘It must be a lie.’

I couldn’t understand why Violet would bother telling such a blatant lie.

Why not just say it honestly?

That she’s grateful for me fending off the demons who invaded the academy.

I suppose this is the principal’s way of expressing gratitude.

I decided to just go along with it.

Anyway, the power of Kanels was incredible.

It was even more incredible when backed by the principal’s power.

Thanks to that, the failing class was able to confidently use the high-end training ground.

Something which they had never been able to use even once since the academy’s founding.

-Anyway, you did well, Adrian.

-In what way?

-Keep bringing in more Kanels in the future~

-What am I bringing in? I’m the one receiving a salary.

-It’s fine, it’s fine. Let’s have a meal together later. Have some drinks too.

But what was that conversation about?

Now that I think about it, it seems a bit suspicious.

I don’t know, I don’t know.

For now, let’s think positively.

‘If it was a problematic matter, a message about a branch point would have popped up.’

The fact that it didn’t pop up means it’s not a very important matter.

Let’s discard the trivial things.

From now on, I need to focus only on important matters as I move forward.

And the most important thing right now is the magic competition next week.

While I was lost in my own thoughts and worries, I heard the screams of students ringing in my ears.

“Ugh…”

“Ack…”

Sweating profusely, the students struggled desperately not to fall down.

It didn’t seem easy, as several of them were already lying powerlessly on the floor.

The high-end training ground allowed setting a specific simulation for the training the students would receive.

And this time I tried utilizing that feature.

And the simulation currently set was ‘Increased Mana Acceleration.’

It was a simulation that doubled the weight of the mana contained in the air.

This would be the mage equivalent of an athletes training while wearing sandbags.

“I… I’m… being crushed to death… suffocated…”

“Guh…”

No one made a sound that sounded even remotely pleasant.

Nevertheless, if there was one thing to note, it was that there was no resentment towards Adrian.

Did they not express dissatisfaction because Adrian was watching over the training process?

No, it was a completely different reason.

Today was the first day of actual practice in the training ground, but everyone could already vividly feel that one fact.

To be honest, they had been quite complacent about the amount of their own learning.

Adrian had given them a large amount of material to memorize, specifying that ‘it’s exclusively for you’.

They even diligently took the mana potions he had given them, so they thought it was okay to be that complacent.

But they were wrong.

“What you’ve memorized is only valuable if you can utilize it in real combat. If you can’t utilize it in a crisis situation, your memorization is no different from carving words on a brick.”

It wasn’t a false statement.

No matter how much they were academy students, they were fundamentally mages.

Aren’t mages beings who can wield magic in any situation?

And mages the ones who are evaluated based on the magic they display in crisis situations?

If they couldn’t utilize magic in a situation with such constraints, as Adrian said – their heads would be nothing more or less than bricks.

As a result, even though their appearances were miserable, everyone was desperate in their own way.

Even while making sounds like they were about to die, they didn’t die.

Even while shouting that they wanted to give up, they didn’t give up.

Some students actually started overcoming it.

Of course, the most outstanding one was once again, Michelle Meinens.

“Hmm…”

Michelle, without losing her haughtiness, was standing firm and lifting four dummies with telekinesis.

The students who had collapsed powerlessly on the floor were in awe.

“As expected of Michelle.”

“I want to be like Michelle…”

And even if she was not the most outstanding, there was a student who showed enthusiasm that inspired the other students, and that was Charlotte Forte.

If Michelle was consistently remarkable, Charlotte was the student who showed the biggest change.

Honestly, except for the very noticeable feature of covering one eye with an eye patch, people who didn’t know her well would feel like the current Charlotte and the previous Charlotte were completely different people.

Firstly, the negative aura that seemed to view everything negatively had diminished.

Secondly, her magical skills had noticeably developed.

Thirdly, she sometimes muttered Adrian’s name to a suspicious degree… Well, everyone just let that slide.

“Ehehe…”

Isabel, who was lying powerlessly on the floor, unable to overcome the weight of mana, let out a silly smile.

Until Adrian came, there was no hope in this failing class.

Of course, even when Adrian first came, there was no hope.

Because he said he disliked the students.

But his materials were effective.

Moreover, she knew that the training they were doing now was also extremely helpful.

And above all…

“Everyone seems somehow happy. Hehe.”

Even though everyone was sweating profusely, making dying expressions, screaming, there was a liveliness that could never be felt before.

For Isabel, who wished for everyone to live brightly and well, this liveliness was so welcome.

“Isabel.”

“Yes?”

Adrian’s voice suddenly rang out.

Isabel barely lifted her head.

“I’ll count to three, so get up somehow. Otherwise, you’ll stay behind for supplementary lessons.”

“What?”

“One.”

I might have been mistaken.

It doesn’t seem so welcoming after all…

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The hellish practice that felt like a second was a year finally came to an end.

While changing out of their sweat-soaked clothes in the locker room, Charlotte suddenly called out to Michelle.

“Michelle.”

“What?”

“How are you always so calm? I want to be like that too.”

“Why are you saying such useless things again?”

“I’m serious. There was something that bothered me so much during practice.”

“Are you worried about how much you need to grown now?”

Sigh, as if doing her a favor, Michelle stopped changing clothes and began to speak.

Charlotte felt a bit embarrassed seeing Michelle in just her underwear with a bunny printed on it, but she decided not to say anything for the other person’s sake.

“We have no reason to be concerned about that right now. In a competition, magical skills are relative. We just need to train like crazy to become stronger than the opponent.”

“Hmm…”

“If you’re really anxious, try to find something that satisfies you. You endured the mana acceleration quite well today. You’ve memorized quite a lot of material too. If you organize those things, you’ll find some relief in your heart.”

“Michelle.”

“I’m not interested in you, but still, you’re much more useful now than you were before. Have some pride or something.”

“Michelle. That’s not it.”

She thought hard and answered diligently, but what is she saying now?

Michelle frowned and tilted her head.

But Charlotte had a face full of worries and spoke in a gloomy voice.

“The professor has a ring on his finger.”

“A ring?”

“Yeah. On his left ring finger.”

“Left ring finger?”

Michelle’s expression turned gravely serious.

She glared at Charlotte as if she wanted to kill her on top of that.

Her expression was so murderous that Charlotte unknowingly swallowed and began to explain.

“S-sorry… I know too. It’s really strange for a student to be concerned about a professor’s personal life. But this is bothering me so much…”

“Y-you… you…”

“Um, if he has a ring on his left ring finger, does that mean he’s married? Is that it?”

“You crazy person..!”

Michelle shot up from her seat.

Charlotte unknowingly let out an “Eek!” sound in surprise.

“He’s married and he raped me, is that it? He’s crazy. He’s not crazy… That crazy person. I’ll make him write a resignation letter right now. Right now.”

“Wh-what… what are you saying?”

What is she talking about now?

I wish she would at least explain, but Michelle gathered her clothes and hurriedly ran out of the locker room.

“Michelle. Michelle?”

Are you leaving me behind like this?

Charlotte also immediately followed after her and tried to stop her.

Bang-!

“Eek!”

But she bumped into someone else.

It seemed there was a student entering the locker room.

That someone immediately got on top of the fallen Charlotte.

The girl with purple twin-tails lightly pressed on Charlotte’s neck with a single finger.

It was a motion that barely used any force, yet the bloodlust could be felt.

Charlotte swallowed as she blankly looked at the girl straddling her body.

“Finally, we meet.”

The girl who spoke had a somewhat clumsy way of talking.

And on her chest was an intermediate class badge.

“You, who are you? Do you like Adrian?”

But that was something Charlotte should be asking instead.

“…Who are you?”

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