"Do you think that recruiting believers is just talk?"
"The believers must be sincere to be effective."
While listening to Vega's story, Victor knocked on the table and looked at the sunlight falling on the book in the morning. Victor smiled softly in the study:
"Isn't it sincerity? Don't worry about not being able to deceive."
Vega squinted his eyes and made a humming sound, which was to express his dissatisfaction with Victor.
"Maybe you are more insidious than the previous Victor."
"You are flattered."
Victor didn't say anything more, but continued to read the speech.
He always felt that this stinky bird had gradually forgotten its cause of reviving as an evil god since it was bound to him.
Thinking of this, Victor glanced at Vega.
At this time, the crow was standing on the desk, nodding drowsily.
Vega has always eaten during the day and slept at night, and has not exercised much.
It looks like a pendant.
In just a few days, Vega has become fatter. When he stands on Victor's shoulders, Victor feels that his shoulders are heavier.
However, since the other party is not in a hurry, there is no need for him to pay too much attention.
So he spent a quiet morning in the study room looking at the speech and Erica's homework.
.....
At noon, Victor had already corrected Erica's homework. As for today's teaching content, thanks to Heni's careful preparation, he quickly remembered the key points.
When Victor walked out of the study room, he saw Heni rubbing her eyes.
"Awake? Get ready, we should set off."
Victor reminded Heni casually, and she was like a frightened deer, immediately awakened a lot, and quickly responded:
"No problem, professor, I'm ready."
Victor nodded, and then told the servants to prepare the carriage and go to the Royal School of Magic.
He invited Heni to get in the carriage together, but Heni was extremely nervous and could only sit in obediently.
As a result, the two sat face to face. Hernie kept her head down the whole time, not daring to raise it, and could only secretly glance at Victor.
Hernie felt that her heart was about to jump out, thumping non-stop.
Her heart had already erupted like a volcano, and she thought in panic: 'I am actually sitting in a carriage with this genius professor Mr. Victor! ? '
'Oh my God! '
Hernie felt very hot, and then she found that her forehead was sweating, and she was not even sitting still.
Victor saw that she looked very restrained and wanted to say something.
But speaking rashly might make her more nervous.
In this case, it is better to let her think about it by herself.
The more nervous she was, the more she was prone to thinking about it, and then she realized that she had actually slept in the house of this notorious noble master in the morning.
Victor looked at her wide-eyed shock and felt a little funny.
He just looked at Hernie, and Hernie looked down at her shoes, and the two maintained this posture.
There was no conversation along the way, and they waited quietly for the carriage to reach the destination.
.....
As the carriage gradually stopped, Victor spoke first:
"We're here."
After hearing Victor's words, Heni slowly raised her head, and the expression on her face suddenly relaxed a lot.
"Finally here."
She breathed a long sigh of relief. She didn't expect that this journey would be so long.
After getting off the car, Heni walked beside Victor.
Seeing that he was about to go to the office, Heni mustered up the courage to say to Victor: "Professor Victor, the dean said that you should go to him when you arrive at the college."
Victor nodded, and then walked straight to the dean's office.
Heni followed Victor like a timid little deer.
Bang bang!
After being teleported by the magician tower, Victor knocked on the door of the dean's office.
"Come in."
After the dean agreed, he pushed the door open with the teaching assistant.
Standing in front of the dean, Victor got straight to the point:
"Dean, I heard you were looking for me."
The dean was an old fat man with a bunch of magician props hanging on his body. He looked like a traditional magician.
At the same time, he was also the strongest in this academy, a fourth-level magician.
He was called the "holy magician" in the world.
Like a legend.
As early as twenty years ago, he had reached this level.
After seeing Victor, he pushed away the water cup, put on the pen cap, and gently placed the pen on the book.
It seemed that his body had reached its limit due to age, and he would feel tired when he moved casually.
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 Erica's difficult things could even reach the ears of the principal.
"You did a good job," the dean smiled at him, and then continued, "But...is it too strict?"
"Over time, I'm afraid that the students will be dissatisfied."
Hearing the dean say that he was too strict, Victor shook his head and responded:
"If you don't do this, they won't understand the importance of respecting teachers."
Victor's tone was very calm, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with his way of handling it.
Besides, he is Victor, and Victor is a person who will take revenge for any slight.
Fortunately, the dean quickly agreed with his point of view and nodded and said; "Well...respecting teachers...a good saying, you are worthy of being called a genius mage."
"By the way, I called you here today because of this."
The dean flipped out a piece of parchment on the table and handed it to Victor.
"This is the lecture invitation letter sent by our college to the outside world. See if there is anything you need to add."
Victor took it gently and looked at the content carefully.
"I think you have understood, Professor Victor."
The dean smiled kindly and said.
"In our college, lecturers with professorships have to give lectures every month."
"We plan to publicize your lecture courses in a month, invite various mages and industry professionals to come, and spread your lectures through magic stone videos."
Hearing this, Victor already understood what he meant.
"So, I hope you can improve the content of the lecture within this month, and then the college 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 story, Victor understood that it would not be long before the college would recruit new students.
The college wants to recruit students with excellent qualifications, and the students will also consider the college's faculty.
If the youngest third-level mage professor suddenly jumped out at this time, it would undoubtedly be a very powerful way to attract new students.
Although Victor's reputation is not good, he is capable and powerful, so no one will care about his reputation.
And if he really gave this lecture beautifully.
The news would naturally fall apart.
Victor thought of the content of the newspaper a few days ago and his promise to Gwen.
No one would care about the love history of a powerful professor, even if he really molested the Duke's daughter.
At the same time, if this thing is really done, then his position as a "professor" will be directly tied to the Royal Academy.
With this relationship, he can obviously do more things before his death in the next few years.
So Victor nodded and agreed.
"I have no problem, everything will be done according to the wishes of the academy."
Seeing Victor agreed, the dean smiled and looked at Heni beside him.
"How about this teaching assistant? Are you satisfied with her work?"
Victor glanced at Heni beside him, and then replied:
"It is my honor to have such a competent teaching assistant."
After that, Victor turned around and left with Heni.
Heni followed behind Victor, feeling very flustered.
The more she thought about the professor's evaluation of herself in front of the dean just now, she felt that her efforts were not in vain.
I couldn't help but walk happily.
In the afternoon class, Victor taught a class normally.
There were no "insiders" this time. After all, after what happened yesterday, no one thought they could find fun in Victor.
Victor continued to teach the knowledge points as usual, and the students were diligently recording the 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, and Victor sorted out his textbooks.
"get out of class is over."
"Erica, remember to come to my office."
.....
Victor returned the corrected notes to Erica and pointed out some mistakes.
"It's too early for you to use teleportation magic easily now, but there's nothing wrong with your direction."
Victor taught, Erica listened, and the two looked harmonious as if they had forgotten that Victor had teased her at her birthday party before.
He didn't mention this matter, and Erica naturally swallowed it and didn't mention it.
After Victor imparted knowledge to Erica, he nodded and said:
"That's all for today."
After hearing this, Erica asked tentatively: "If I have any questions in the future, can I come to you for advice?"
She really hated Victor in her heart, but she had to say that his knowledge was absolutely top-notch.
Even the private tutor her father hired for her could never reach Victor's level.
Any difficulty became simple and easy to understand under Professor Victor's explanation.
How could 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, wouldn't it be easy to teach a student?
Victor thought about it and said: "It depends on the situation. I still have a lot of work to do. If I have time, I can do it."
Of course, it was just talk.
He, Victor, never procrastinates when he gets off work on time!
As soon as the voice fell, Victor's heart moved.
The Hand of the Mage was activated.
If Leah used the magic of the Mage's Hand, Victor, as the source of the magic, would be able to feel it.
Just gave it to Leah yesterday, and used it today?
Is it such a coincidence?
Victor was not too worried about Leah, but the source of the magic was not far from the capital, so he planned to go over and take a look.
So he stood up and said 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, and entry and exit depended on the teleportation magic in the Mage Tower.
.....
Outskirts.
Leah looked at the group of people in front of her who were burned to charcoal, and her expression froze slightly.
Several mages trembled beside her.
They all saw that the powerful second-level magic was released from the hands of this woman.
Second-level magic is not a strength that they, the trash, can face.
She obviously has such powerful magic, why does she need other mages to help?
We are just first-level small-time mages in front of her.
Leah scratched her head and looked at the carriage behind her.
She hung the family emblem of Clevenna, but why was she still attacked?
Forget it.
She has informed Miss Gwen that the other party will come soon.
The group stayed where they were and waited for the arrival of the knights.
Ten minutes later, a group of knights riding white horses and wearing cold iron armor arrived.
The leader was naturally Gwen, and she found Leah the first time.
"Liya! Leah!"
Seeing Leah sitting on a stone and staring blankly, Gwen got off the horse and ran over.
Leah smiled back at her.
"Liya, are you okay?"
Gwen grabbed Leah's hand with a worried look in her eyes.
"Me? Of course I'm fine."
"But the bandits who attacked our caravan are not so good."
She spread her hands and signaled Gwen to look the other way.
Gwen blinked. She came here first to take care of Leah's safety, so she naturally didn't see the piled up corpses that had turned into charcoal.
Now that she saw it, she frowned.
As a great knight, she was used to seeing corpses, but even so, this tragic death still made her scalp tingle.
But...was it done by the mages that Leah brought?
But after thinking about it, she didn't quite believe it.
The weak magic power of those mages was not enough to support the power to burn a large group of people.
Who could it be?
An absurd thought flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but joked to Leah.
"Did you kill these bandits? Don't mind, Leah, I was just joking."
Liya: "I said yes, do you believe me?"
Gwen: "?"