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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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A Fallen Worshipper.
A human who worships evil, the enemy of mankind, an apostate.
To Kang Cheol-su, who hates the Fallen, they were like cockroaches that must be exterminated.
And yet, I found such a bug-like bastard?
That alone warrants going to catch him right away.
Moreover, that filthy bastard is an instructor at the academy and the culprit behind this rift terror incident.
This…, this is absolutely unforgivable.
I’ll go right now and rip his limbs off first.
…While shouting that and spewing murderous intent, I barely calmed Kang Cheol-su down.
I did find someone who would believe and readily help me.
But,
“No, Instructor, aren’t you trusting my words too much?”
What if I’m deceiving you?
However, despite those words, in Kang Cheol-su’s gaze looking at me.
“You’re my student. Then as a teacher, I should trust you.”
There was only firm trust.
“……”
I was momentarily at a loss for words.
Trusting students is natural as a teacher.
How many instructors have such a noble idea?
Of course, most instructors will trust their students.
It’s just that there are few who truly care for the students.
Anyway, I was grateful that he trusted me.
“Going to find him right now is unreasonable.”
“Why?”
“There’s no evidence.”
I knew who the Fallen Worshipper is, but there was no evidence to prove his guilt.
Literally, it was just a hunch at this point.
But at my words, Kang Cheol-su grinned and said.
“But, the fact that you came to find me means you have some method, right?”
As expected of an instructor, he’s not one for nothing.
I took out a potion from my inventory and placed it on the desk.
“What’s this potion?”
“It’s a recovery potion I made before entering the academy.”
“A recovery potion? But the color is different for that?”
As Kang Cheol-su said.
Usually, recovery potions have a very red color, symbolizing the healing of wounds.
In contrast, the color of the potion I placed on the desk was pink, so it was understandable to be puzzled.
But even so, it was really a recovery potion.
“So what are you going to do with this?”
Kang Cheol-su asked with his arms crossed, as if telling me to explain the method.
To that question, I said with a grin.
“This is what I’ll do with this potion. First……”
This is bait.
For the bastard to spit out evidence himself.
And give me big money while doing so.
A very sweet bait.
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After explaining the plan to Kang Cheol-su, I hurriedly headed to where the Fallen Worshipper was.
Current time 9:45 AM.
Although he was not diligent like Kang Cheol-su who goes to the classroom early.
As an instructor, he would move before class starts.
So I was almost running.
Before long, I arrived at the instructor’s office where the bastard was.
Knock knock.
“Who is it?”
A voice was heard as soon as I knocked on the door.
Fortunately, the bastard was still in the instructor’s office.
“Hello, Instructor. I’m Lee Yu-jin from Class 1-A. I have an urgent matter to discuss with you, so I was wondering if I could come in?”
“…A 1st year? Why would a 1st year come to me…, anyway, come in.”
As soon as he told me to come in, I flung the door open and went inside.
There, I could see the bastard packing his things as if he was about to leave soon.
‘…This time too, if I had been just a minute late, I would have missed him.’
I let out a sigh of relief inwardly and approached the bastard.
Then, the Fallen Worshipper who was putting things that looked like class materials into his bag raised his head and looked at me.
“What business does a 1st year who just entered the academy a few days ago have with me?”
To him, I bowed and said.
“I’m really sorry for suddenly coming to see you like this. But I was told that you’re the only one I could consult about alchemy, so I dared to be rude……”
“Cut the unnecessary talk and get to the point. Why did you come to see me?”
The Fallen Worshipper added, saying he needs to go to class soon, so hurry up and tell me, and pointed to the watch on his wrist.
At this, I smiled awkwardly and placed the pink potion I had shown to Kang Cheol-su on his desk.
Then the bastard frowned deeply and started getting angry at me.
“What are you doing? You came to show me just this measly potion when I have to go to class soon…, I……. Wait a minute.”
But that was only for a moment, the bastard’s voice gradually died down.
“This…, what kind of potion is this? I’ve never seen this color before?”
Although he was a Fallen Worshipper, perhaps because he was an alchemy instructor, the bastard started taking interest in the potion.
Thinking this was the moment, I made the most servile and pitiful expression and said.
“The potion you’re looking at now, Instructor, is a recovery potion.”
“This is a recovery potion? How? Usually, recovery potions……”
“Yes, as you know, Instructor, the color of recovery potions is red. But the one I showed you……”
“…It’s pink.”
The bastard picked up the potion and looked at it closely.
While doing so, he also shook it and opened the cap to smell it.
“Hmm? The smell is sweet?”
The Fallen Worshipper manifested mana in his hand at the different smell from the existing recovery potions.
Perhaps because he was still human, his mana was blue, no different from other superhumans.
But…, if you looked closely, blackness like the Fallen flickered within the blue light.
…It was very slight, but it was evidence that the bastard had fallen.
His mana thoroughly scanned the potion.
He was trying to check what effect it had with the alchemy talent he possessed.
And after a while, the bastard spoke as if it was really amazing.
“This…, it really is a recovery potion. The effect is the same.”
But, the Fallen Worshipper added.
“Only the recovery effect is the same, the unique drawbacks of potions have disappeared.”
The bastard’s gaze shifted from the potion to me.
“How did you do it?”
His eyes, sly like a snake, gleamed with a greedy light.
“What ingredients did you add to make the potion smell sweet instead of disgusting……”
The bastard abruptly stopped talking and took out a pipette from his bag.
Then, he slightly sucked up the potion inside the container with the pipette and poured it directly into his mouth.
Gulp.
The sound of the potion going down the bastard’s throat could be heard.
And he started continuing the words he had cut off.
“…And make it taste sweet instead of a taste that makes you faint?”
Admiration was evident in his voice.
Thud.
The bastard carefully put down the potion and closed the cap.
Then he walked over to me with heavy steps and grabbed my shoulder tightly.
“You, won’t you sell this potion to me? No, just sell me the intellectual property rights to this potion. From what I’ve confirmed with my alchemy talent, you have no talent in alchemy. Isn’t that right?”
…As planned.
I barely held back the laughter that threatened to come out at the sight of the bastard’s overly excited appearance.
Yeah, as the bastard said, I have no talent in alchemy.
But, why did I not use the A-grade Talent Selection Ticket even though I had it?
It was for situations like this.
The Fallen Worshipper envied students who had better talent than him.
Because of that envy, the bastard worshipped the Fallen.
But, if I had gone to the bastard with an alchemy talent.
Forget about buying the potion, he would have been suspicious along with his envy.
The guy who came for consultation because it’s urgent due to a potion problem has better talent than me?
Is he here to ridicule me? Or does he know something about me?
However, if I go with the potion in a state where I don’t have an alchemy talent.
Like now, the bastard showed a sense of superiority and said he’ll buy the potion.
This was the first way to make big money.
At the same time, it was a way to make the Fallen Worshipper provide evidence himself.
“Yes…, that’s right. I don’t have talent in alchemy……”
When I lowered my head as if frustrated at the words that I lacked alchemy talent, the Fallen Worshipper patted my shoulder as if he felt sorry and said.
“It’s really unfortunate. So unfortunate. You luckily made this epochal potion, but without alchemy talent, you can never make a potion like this again.”
So, the Fallen Worshipper added and took out a piece of paper from the desk drawer and started scribbling with a pen.
And after a while, the bastard put down the pen and held out the paper to me.
It was an intellectual property rights transfer contract.
“Sell me the intellectual property rights to this potion. I’ll give you a generous amount.”
At those words, I checked the contract.
There wasn’t much content in the contract.
It just said that I permanently transfer the intellectual property rights of the potion I have to the bastard.
And the bastard will pay me 300 million won.
‘…300 million? Is this bastard joking?’
I was going to match it appropriately since he was going to die anyway.
But he cut it too much even when cutting.
Honestly, the pink recovery potion I made.
If you register the copyright at the Alchemy Workshop, it has an enormous value that you can live off it for life as a pension.
That was because the recovery medicines (including antidotes) in this world were all terribly bitter.
So when Kang Cheol-su said he would give me a recovery medicine at the training ground last time, I immediately refused.
I’d rather be in pain than eat that.
Such a terribly bitter recovery medicine is not bitter but sweet?
It was practically a major event in the alchemy world.
But…, he’s trying to take it for just 300 million?
Nonsense!
I held out the paper back to the Fallen Worshipper and said.
“300 million is too little. Give me 2 billion.”
“…2 billion? Are you joking now?”
The one who’s joking is you, you bastard.
“No, I’m not joking. Even though I don’t have alchemy talent, I know the value of this potion. A recovery potion that’s not bitter but sweet, if I just register the copyright at the Alchemy Workshop, I can make a living for the rest of my life.”
“You know one thing but not two. To register the copyright at the Alchemy Workshop, you need to have alchemy talent. So, when I’m trying to buy it like this, just sell it.”
“…Then at least raise the price a bit. 300 million is too little.”
“…Alright, I get it. Then how about 500 million?”
“500 million is still too little. Give me 1 billion.”
“I’ll give you 600 million.”
“Give me 1 billion.”
“…I’ll give you 700 million.”
“Give me 1 billion.”
“……”
Ah, I said give me 1 billion.
If you don’t give me 1 billion, I absolutely won’t sell it!
Perhaps realizing my stubbornness, the Fallen Worshipper let out a deep sigh and nodded.
“…Alright, let’s do 1 billion.”
Saying that, the bastard erased the 300 million written on the contract and wrote 1 billion instead.
“…There, is it done?”
I nodded and accepted the paper.
And I scribbled my name on the contract as if writing it.
“Now, with this, the intellectual property rights of this potion have been transferred to me. So, tell me. What ingredients went into this potion?”
“First, give me the money.”
“…You, you came to find me just to do this, right?”
The Fallen Worshipper frowned and manipulated his smartwatch.
Then, an alarm rang on my smartwatch and a message arrived.
[Chu Ha-mun has transferred ‘1,000,000,000 won’ to Lee Yu-jin’s account.]
Good, I confirmed the deposit.
Now, I need to move on to the last stage of the plan.
“Did you confirm it?”
“Yes, I confirmed the deposit. Thank you very much.”
“…Then hurry up and tell me. What ingredients went into this potion?”
“About that……”
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“Kekeke, stupid bastard. Selling the intellectual property rights of this potion for just 1 billion.”
Was it Lee Yu-jin?
As that youngster said, the value of this potion was enormous.
If it were him, he wouldn’t have sold it even if offered 100 billion, let alone 1 billion.
That was how tremendous the potion made by the youngster was, enough to mark a new era in the alchemy world.
“By the way, to think the ingredients are this…, it’s really absurd.”
The Fallen Worshipper, Chu Ha-mun, looked at the item the youngster left behind before leaving.
That item was none other than ‘strawberry juice’.
Moreover, it was 100% fresh strawberry juice.
“Seriously, he spilled a drink while making a potion, and it turned out like this? He has no talent but his luck is good.”
But now that luck has become his, has the kid become unlucky?
“Hahahaha!”
Chu Ha-mun burst into loud laughter, intoxicated with a sense of superiority.
After laughing like that for a while, he suddenly stopped laughing and took out something from the safe under the desk and placed it on the desk.
Then, he bowed his head towards it and started offering a prayer.
“…My Lord.”
It was in the form of a medal.
“…I have obtained a huge amount of wealth to offer to the Lord.”
A black sun with a red pentagram was drawn on it.
“…Therefore, please bestow upon me the power of greed.”
That was…, the symbol of corruption.
Wooooong.
At Chu Ha-mun’s prayer, the evidence of apostasy and the symbol of corruption emitted a dark red light.
And it started seeping into Chu Ha-mun.
At the same time.
Kwaaaang─!
The door of the instructor’s office shattered and someone entered.
“Wh, who…… Heuk! Ka, Kang Cheol-su─!”
The person who entered Chu Ha-mun’s instructor’s office was none other than Kang Cheol-su.
“Ah, sorry. I originally tried to open the door and come in, but I was in such a hurry that I just broke it and came in.”
You understand, right?
Kang Cheol-su said while cracking his neck and hands.
At his appearance, Chu Ha-mun plopped down on the floor.
He couldn’t stand due to the immense murderous intent pouring out from him.
“Ho, how did you……”
Chu Ha-mun barely asked in a trembling voice.
Then Kang Cheol-su grinned and said.
“Unlike you, I have an excellent student.”
As Kang Cheol-su said that, someone else entered through the broken door.
“Yo, you……!”
It was none other than Lee Yu-jin.
The youngster who sold the intellectual property rights of the potion to him.
“Oh my, Instructor, you should have just opened the door and gone in. Won’t you get scolded later?”
Lee Yu-jin spoke to Kang Cheol-su in a brazen voice and bowed down to pick up something.
It was none other than…, a smartwatch.
The kid’s smartwatch that he had been wearing until he left.
But when did he leave it behind……?
“Perhaps because it’s made by the academy, the watch is very sturdy?”
When Lee Yu-jin said that to the smartwatch, the same voice flowed out from Kang Cheol-su’s smartwatch as well.
…So that was how he got caught.
Chu Ha-mun looked at Lee Yu-jin and Kang Cheol-su with a drained face.
Then Kang Cheol-su grinned at him.
But that was only for a moment.
Kugugugung……!
The space started distorting from his energy.
“Then I’ll go wait outside. Let me know when you’re done.”
“Yeah, I won’t kill him as you said.”
With those words, Lee Yu-jin went outside.
And Kang Cheol-su……
“First…, let’s start by ripping off your limbs.”
He approached Chu Ha-mun with his face distorted like a demonic god.
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two birds with one stone