Chapter 9: This is a big show!
"Do you think gathering believers is just talk?"
"Believers must be sincere to be effective."
While listening to Vega's narration, Victor knocked on the table. Looking at the morning sunlight falling on the book, Victor hid in the study and gently smiled.
"Isn't it just sincerity? I'm not afraid of not being able to deceive."
Vega narrowed his eyes and made a humming sound. This was its way of expressing dissatisfaction to Victor.
"Perhaps you are more insidious than the previous Victor."
"Thanks for the compliment."
Victor didn't say anything more. He just continued to read the speech.
He always felt that since this stinky bird had been bound to him, it had gradually begun to forget its own cause of the revival of the evil god.
Thinking like this, Victor glanced at Vega.
At this time, this crow was standing on the desk, nodding dozily.
Vega always eats during the day and sleeps at night. He doesn't exercise much.
He is just like a pendant.
In just a few days, Vega's body has become a circle fatter. When he stands on Victor's shoulder, Victor can feel that his shoulder is a lot heavier.
However, if the other party is not in a hurry, then he doesn't need to pay too much attention.
So he spent a quiet morning in the study reading the speech and Erica's homework.
.....
At noon, Victor had corrected Erica's homework. As for today's teaching content, thanks to Honey's careful preparation, he quickly remembered the key points.
When Victor walked out of the study, he saw Teaching Assistant Honey coming out rubbing her eyes.
"Awake? Get ready. We should set off."
Victor casually reminded Honey. She was like a frightened fawn and immediately became much more awake. She quickly responded:
"No problem, professor. I'm already ready."
Victor nodded. Then he ordered the servants to prepare the carriage and head to the Royal Magic Academy.
He greeted Honey to get on the carriage together. But Honey was extremely nervous and could only obediently get in.
As a result, the two sat face to face. Honey kept her head down the whole time and didn't dare to lift it up. She could only secretly glance at Victor.
Honey felt that her heart was about to jump out. It was thumping non-stop.
Her heart was already like a volcanic eruption. She was in a panic and thought: 'I'm actually sitting in a carriage with this genius professor, Mr. Victor!?'
'Oh my god!'
Honey felt very hot. Only then did she realize that sweat had flowed on her forehead. Even sitting became a bit uneasy.
Victor saw that she was very restrained. He wanted to say something.
But speaking rashly might make her even more nervous.
In that case, it's better to let her think wildly by herself. The more nervous she was, the more likely she was to think wildly. Then she realized that she had actually slept at this notorious noble lord's house this morning.
Victor looked at her shocked expression shown by her widened eyes and found it a bit amusing.
He just looked at Honey like this. Honey looked down at her shoes. The two maintained this posture.
There was no conversation along the way. They quietly waited for the carriage to reach its destination.
.....
As the carriage gradually stopped, Victor spoke first:
"We're here."
After hearing Victor speak, Honey slowly raised her head. The expression on her face immediately eased a lot.
"Finally here."
She let out a long breath. Unexpectedly, this journey was so long.
After getting off the carriage, Honey walked beside Victor all the time.
Seeing that he was going to the office, Honey summoned up her courage and said to Victor: "Professor Victor, the dean said that when you arrive at the academy, go to his place."
Victor nodded. Then he walked directly towards the dean's office.
Honey was like a timid fawn again and followed behind Victor.
Bang bang!
After being teleported by the mage tower, Victor knocked on the door of the dean's office.
"Come in."
After getting the dean's permission, he pushed the door open with his teaching assistant.
Standing in front of the dean, Victor got straight to the point:
"Dean, I heard you were looking for me."
The dean is an elderly fat old man. He is wearing a bunch of mage's items. Just like a traditional mage.
At the same time, he is also the strongest person in this academy. A fourth-level mage.
An existence known as the "Holy Mage" in the world.
Like a legend.
As early as twenty years ago, he had reached this level.
After seeing Victor, he pushed aside the water cup, closed the pen cap, and gently put the pen on the book.
It seemed that his body was already extremely old. He would feel tired just by moving a little.
Exhaling a breath, the dean leaned back on the chair and said slowly: "Professor Victor, I heard about what happened in class yesterday."
Victor frowned. He didn't expect that the matter of Erica making things difficult for him could actually reach the dean's ears.
"You did very well," the dean smiled at him and then continued, "But... isn't it too strict?"
"In a long time, I'm afraid the students will be dissatisfied."
Hearing the dean say that he was too strict, Victor shook his head and responded:
"If I don't do this, they won't understand respecting teachers and valuing education."
Victor's tone was very flat. He didn't think there was anything wrong with his handling method.
Moreover, he is Victor. Victor is a person who will take revenge for every grievance.
Fortunately, the dean quickly agreed with his view and nodded and said; "Well... respecting teachers and valuing education... A good statement. Truly worthy of being called a genius mage."
"By the way, I called you here because of this."
The dean found a piece of parchment on the table and gave it to Victor.
"This is the lecture invitation letter sent by our academy to the outside world. See if there is anything that needs to be added."
Victor gently took it and carefully read the content on it.
"Surely you already understand, Professor Victor."
The dean showed a kind smile and said with a smile.
"In our college, lecturers with professorship positions need to give a lecture and teaching once a month."
"We are going to publicize your lecture course a month later. Invite all kinds of mages and people from the industry to come. Broadcast your lecture with magic guide stones."
Hearing this, Victor already understood his meaning.
"So, I hope you can improve the content of the lecture within this month. At that time, the academy will provide you with a lecture hall that can accommodate thousands of people."
"Professor Victor, do you have any suggestions?"
Listening to the dean's words, Victor understood that it would be the time for the college to recruit new students soon.
The college wants to recruit students with excellent qualifications. Students will also consider the teaching staff of the college.
If at this time a youngest third-level mage professor suddenly appears, it is undoubtedly a very powerful way to attract new students.
Although Victor has a bad reputation, he has ability and strength. So, no one will care about his reputation.
And if he really makes this lecture beautiful.
That news will naturally be self-defeating.
Victor thought of the newspaper content a few days ago and his promise to Gwen.
No one will care about the love history of a powerful professor. Even if he really flirted with the duke's daughter.
At the same time, if this thing is really done, then his position as a "professor" will be directly bound to the royal academy.
With this relationship, he can obviously do more things before the death ending in the next few years.
So Victor nodded and agreed.
"I have no problem. Do everything according to the academy's intention."
Seeing Victor agree, the dean smiled and looked at Honey beside him.
"How is this teaching assistant? Are you satisfied with her work?"
Victor glanced at Honey beside him and then replied:
"It is my honor to have such a competent teaching assistant."
After saying that, Victor took Honey and turned to leave.
Honey followed behind Victor. Her heart was extremely chaotic.
The more she thought about the professor's evaluation of her in front of the dean just now, the more she felt that her efforts were not in vain.
She couldn't help but walk cheerfully.
In the afternoon class, Victor taught a class as usual.
This time there were no "insiders". After all, after yesterday's incident, no one would think that they could see fun from Victor.
Victor continued to lecture on knowledge points as usual. The students were also diligently recording key points and taking notes.
Erica didn't continue to find faults this time. She took notes seriously and wrote a lot.
The bell rang for the end of class. Victor sorted out his teaching materials.
"Class is over."
"Erica, remember to come to my office."
.....
Victor returned the corrected notes to Erica and pointed out some mistakes.
"It's still too early for you to easily use teleportation magic. But your direction is not wrong."
Victor taught. Erica listened. The harmonious appearance of the two was as if they had forgotten that Victor had flirted with her at her birthday party before.
He didn't mention this matter. Naturally, Erica also swallowed this matter and didn't mention it.
After Victor imparted knowledge to Erica, he nodded and said:
"That's it for today."
After hearing this, Erica tentatively asked: "If I have questions in the future, can I still come to consult you?"
She really hated Victor in her heart. But it had to be said that his knowledge was definitely top-notch.
Even the private tutor invited by her father definitely couldn't reach Victor's level.
Any difficulty became simple and easy to understand under the explanation of Professor Victor.
How would Erica know that those were actually told to him by Vega and then conveyed by him.
With such an evil god comparable to an encyclopedia, teaching a student is not easy?
Victor thought for a while and said: "It depends. I still have a lot of work myself. If I have time, then of course I can."
Of course, it was just lip service.
He, Victor, leaves work on time and never drags!
As soon as the words fell, Victor's heart moved.
The mage's hand was activated.
If Leah used the magic of the mage's hand, Victor who was the source of the magic could feel it.
Just gave it to Leah yesterday. And she used it today?
Could it be such a coincidence?
Victor wasn't too worried about Leah. However, the source of magic was not far from the capital. He planned to go and take a look.
So he stood up and said a sentence to Erica.
"I have some things to deal with. Remember to close the door when you leave."
Then he drew a teleportation array on the spot and left.
Erica: "...?"
Everyone in the academy knew that the mage tower had no doors. People entered and exited by relying on the teleportation magic in the mage tower.
.....
In the suburbs.
Leah looked at the group of people burned to coke in front of her. Her expression slightly froze.
Several mages were by her side, trembling.
All of them saw that the powerful second-level magic was released from this woman's hand.
Second-level magic was definitely not a strength that they, these small fries, could face.
She clearly had such powerful magic. Why did she still ask other mages for help?
We are just first-level small fry mages in front of her.
Leah scratched her head and looked at the carriage behind her.
She was wearing the family emblem of Klevena. But why was she still attacked?
Forget it.
She had already notified Miss Gwen. Soon, the other party would come.
The group of people just stayed where they were and waited for the knights to arrive.
Ten minutes later, a group of knights on white horses and wearing cold iron armor arrived.
Naturally, Gwen was leading. She found Leah at the first time.
"Leah! Leah!"
Seeing Leah sitting alone on a stone and in a daze, Gwen got off her horse and ran over.
Leah gave her a smile in return.
"Leah, are you okay?"
Gwen held Leah's hand. There was some worry in her eyes.
"Me? Of course I'm fine."
"But those bandits who attacked our caravan are not so good."
She spread her hands. Her eyes motioned Gwen to look at the other side.
Gwen blinked. As soon as she came, she was only concerned about Leah's safety. Naturally, she didn't see the piled-up corpses that had already turned into coke.
Now seeing it, she frowned.
As a great knight, she was already used to corpses. But even so, this tragic way of death still made her feel a burst of scalp numbness.
But... Was it done by these bandits being killed by Leah?
But after thinking about it, she didn't believe it herself.
The weak magic power on those mages was not enough to support the power to burn a large number of people.
Then who could it be?
A ridiculous thought flashed through her mind. She couldn't help but joke with Leah.
"Were these bandits killed by you? Don't mind, Leah. I'm just joking."
Leah: "If I say yes, will you believe it?"
Gwen: "?"