* * *

In response to the earnest voice begging for help, Philip asked back, as if he was dumbfounded.

“Do you think I look like an idiot?”

“yes? what does that mean… … Kyaaagh!”

Philip tightened the bandage on her wound as tightly as he could.

“Shouldn’t you be a bit meticulous if you’re going to do manual work? Think common sense. If there was a traitor in your tribe in the first place, would the Black Myo tribe be able to hide like that? It must have been discovered by the Crescent and rolled like a dog.”

“Please wait. I can explain everything!”

Lana exclaimed urgently. But Philip shook his head.

“I can’t explain it. Doesn’t being able to explain mean being able to prepare? Then it doesn’t make sense that you came to see me only once.”

“hahahaha!”

Lana nodded and straightened her hair. Then he stepped back and transformed into a human form.

The eyes of Lana, a woman with black hair in a tight ponytail, sparkled. Philip thought as he looked at those split eyes.

‘It’s a demon.’

My eye.

An eye that has a negative effect on the soul or body of the person facing it.

It was an ability that could only be acquired from birth or inherited from a high-ranking demon.

‘But shouldn’t I be caught the moment I see this?’

As Philip stood still thinking that, Lana, who quickly regained her composure, smiled and slowly approached him.

The name of the magic eye she has is the magic eye of fascination. It was an ability bestowed by her master, the incubus Nepen.

“… It’s a pretty brainy guy, but I couldn’t even think of this. yes?”

She reached out and stroked Philip’s cheek.

“You look good. I think I can have some fun with you. Don’t worry, I’ll give you a request and put your life on the line. I’ll keep you until you get tired of it.”

Philip replied with a grin at her words that seemed confident of victory.

“thanks.”

“… what?”

Only then did Lana, realizing that Philip wasn’t possessed by the demonic eye, hurriedly tried to step back, but before that, Philip’s fist was lodged in her stomach.

“Huh!”

As she fell, Philip breathed a sigh of relief.

“Somehow, I was told that something was a little lax, but there was a corner to believe it.”

He had a fraudulent ability like a demonic eye, so he would have been able to do endless tricks like that.

―I see. Neria also thought it was strange. I don’t know who is stupid!

Neria, who kept her mouth shut, said. Philip looked at the reaction and thought.

‘There is one person who has been tricked.’

* * *

Philip thought as he returned to the undergraduate building after overpowering Lana, who had lost consciousness.

‘Why didn’t I get the magic eye?’

I thought about it here and there by myself, but I couldn’t find an answer.

The number of cases was so great that it was impossible to make a hasty decision.

‘I’ll have to ask Freevia later.’

I was thinking of taking Lana to the dragon after the academic schedule was over. If it were her, she would be able to dig into the memory of that cheeky cat and uncover the whole story.

Upon returning to undergraduate school, Philip ran into an academic clerk.

“Instructor? Professor Oswald is looking for you urgently. He told me to come right away when he returns.”

“yes? Already?”

I had an accident and came out, but since I was still in class, it would still take some time for it to be delivered. However, it was strange to hear that he was already looking for himself.

Arriving at Felicia’s lab soon, he could hear Professor Haslan’s voice outside the door.

“… In conclusion, I will never pass this matter over. Professor Oswald, you have been an exemplary and brilliant student since your school days. That’s why I became a professor at Pribia Academy at such a young age.”

Philip immediately grasped the situation.

‘You were so angry that you skipped class and came to Felicia. How can such a nobleman serve as a professor?’

I didn’t know if it was an instructor, but I never imagined that a person who became a professor would be so thoughtless.

‘It worked out rather well.’

“Ha, Professor Haslan. I told you I would make a decision after listening to Instructor Oswald’s story.”

Maybe thanks to the good impression, Felicia didn’t seem to be particularly angry. Philip opened the door and entered.

Inside the lab, Professor Haslan blushed and Felicia looked troubled.

Professor Haslan tried to shout something as soon as he saw Philip, but Felicia came first.

“What do you mean by all this, Instructor? I heard the professor ran out during class?”

“Didn’t you hear why?”

“reason? You didn’t say why. I was going to ask the instructor when he came.”

Felicia answered that while looking at Professor Haslan. She heard only Philip’s fault, but did not hear the circumstances.

“It’s true that I missed the class because of something urgent, but I didn’t expect you to drop out of class and come here because of it.”

Philip said while looking at Professor Haslan, not Felicia.

“Are you pretending to be in front of your family? Confront me like before, what about my education?”

Then, Professor Haslan raised a blood clot around his neck and shouted. Philip seemed to have a sense of why he was doing that.

But Philip had no time to quarrel with him.

“Did I say something wrong earlier? The student you taught attacked the instructor without even controlling himself during sparring. Is it right now to blame me?”

“That’s something I’ll deal with later, it’s none of your business.”

“So this is something that needs to be addressed right now? Leaving 30 students as principal? What are those children doing now?”

Felicia, who was watching the two quarrel, tried to understand the situation through the context of the conversation.

‘… I think you both did something wrong?’

Thinking so, she suddenly saw Philip’s expression.

‘uh?’

It was the first face I saw after reuniting as an instructor and a professor.

In his distorted expression of irritation, he felt something that made even her older sister terrify.

“You’re overindulging, do you think you’ll be fine even after doing this? I will report this to the dean. It’s going to be hard to see any more.”

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Professor Haslan’s words were decisive.

“Think some more before making fun of that muzzle. professor. What do you think will happen if I get kicked out of here as the professor wishes? Do you think I will leave you alone?”

“what?”

As Philip smiled and said, the bewildered Professor Haslan asked back.

“I’m an instructor now, so I listen to what idiots like you say. professor. If I get kicked out like this, do you know how to go out for a drink like I normally do? Well, I can’t directly touch the professor who works at the academy, but what about the professor’s family and the people around him?”

“You are threatening me now… .”

“Yes, it is a threat. f*ck. What will you do if I threaten you? Are you going to pull out your knife and kill me? I can’t. The professor won’t be able to last long here if he gets stabbed with an idiot like me.”

“Philip! What do you mean?”

Startled by Philip’s words, Felicia pulled him by the shoulder.

Philip shouted, pushing her hand away.

“Go and come now. Get up and kick me out. From the moment I leave here, I will use everything I have to bully the professor. Do I look like I have a lot to lose?”

People tend to act according to their nature when faced with an unexpected situation.

It was the same with Professor Haslan. He was a man who came up from the bottom, and he was afraid to fall back down again.

He felt refreshed as if he had been doused with cold water.

Philip was the son of a mighty count, no matter how reckless, and he was an honorary professor from a fallen aristocracy.

Even if nothing could be done right now, Philip could have destroyed him in the fairly near future.

‘Why did I do that?’

Having regained a sense of reality, Professor Haslan suddenly thought so. It did nothing good for him by touching Philip.

that eye His eyes were uneasy, as if he were looking at the root of a tree that tripped over his ankle, not anger or threat.

It wasn’t anger due to an unavoidable situation, but a gaze as if contemplating what kind of punishment to punish the criminal.

Of course, it might have meant a little different to Philip, but at least Professor Haslan felt that way.

He looked at Philip with his mouth shut. The hostility and anger had almost disappeared from his eyes.

“If you have nothing more to say, I will go.”

“Wait, Philip. hey! Hey!”

Leaving behind Felicia’s urgent voice, Philip left the lab.

Professor Haslan didn’t hold him, and Felicia stared at the door where Philip had disappeared for a long time.

* * *

Immediately after leaving Felicia’s lab, Philip headed straight for the mountain behind the academy.

Philip tied Lana and hung her up near the place where she and Privia were supposed to meet.

A small sack was put on the face, and the joints of the limbs were tied to the limit so that they could not use their strength at all.

She was weak, and when she felt someone’s presence, she squirmed quickly.

“town! ugh! Ugh!”

“What is he talking about?”

– You seem to be asking for help?

Philip asked, and Neria answered.

“okay? I have no intention of killing you.”

Soon, a portal opened in empty space, and Privia walked out from beyond.

“What is that?”

When she asked, Philip thought for a moment before answering.

“They came to me and begged me to help them, saying that the Black Myo tribe had been ambushed. They tried to bewitch me with their magic eyes because I wasn’t fooled.”

Privia, a wise dragon, recognized the hidden meaning behind Philip’s words.

“A guy named Nepen must have sent it.”

Philip jumped up and cut the ropes that bound Lana. Falling from a height of several meters without the use of her limbs, she suffered the impact through her torso.

“Huh!”

Lana struggled in pain, and Philip removed the bag from her face. Gagged, she hurriedly activated her magic eye, but there was no way it could work on Philip or the dragon Privia.

“Get out of the way for a while, I need to pull out my memory.”

At Freevia’s instructions, Philip obediently withdrew.

“Do you mean extracting memories?”

“A dragon like me can do it. There may be some side effects.”

“side effect… You mean?”

“Sometimes there are people who become idiots.”

“town!! Ugh!”

At the mention of being an idiot, Lana almost went mad. To be an idiot meant to die mentally, and that was not so different from dying physically.

As an assassin, she knew that all too well.

Philip looked at her pitifully, and finally opened his mouth.

“Let’s try it right now, shall we?”

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