The Reincarnated Person Became a Professor at the Academy

“Huff. Huff.”

I breathe heavily.

The divine power, nestled within, was slowly regulating my body.

“Almost hit rock bottom.”

Only about 20% of mana remains.

Despite being as conservative as possible, it was true.

I glanced at my blood-stained clothes and clicked my tongue.

Tsk.

There’s hardly an inch of my body that’s unharmed.

Though the blood was filthy, drenching myself in it seemed better than facing the attacks of the Corpse Lord.

“It’s over.”

I slumped down, utterly exhausted.

As she did, she scanned the area toward Cheonan.

“Things are wrapping up over there too.”

Students were disposing of the corpse lord.

Impressive was the magic that Shin Yura wielded.

“Unquenchable flames.”

To my eyes, it seemed quite unnecessary in structure, yet still bearable.

There were a few striking ones that stood out.

“That’s talent for you.”

It wasn’t crafted like Yoo Eun-chae; it was a phenomenon that emerged only when truly insightful in magic.

Resting atop the corpse lord’s head, Alvesro, who had just managed to handle one, led the approaching students.

“Really, you’ve truly finished it.”

“How did you handle those zombie hordes and the corpse lord alone…?”

Shin Yura and the professor looked at me with reverent eyes.

“Now, do I deserve some respect?”

“…I truly respect you.”

Yoo Eun-chae snorted.

As she brushed her hair with a flicker of a laugh, a flash went off beside us.

Click.

Along with that sound.

“…What are you up to?”

“No, um, well. Should I call it instinct?”

“What instinct?”

“Well, because it looked like something worth taking a picture of.”

This bastard.

He made me sigh inwardly.

But I understand.

This body of Hansojin is such an impressive one. Even I sometimes get surprised when I look in the mirror.

“Water.”

“Yes?”

“Wash it off with water.”

“What?! You want me to…!”

Snap.

I flicked the air with my finger and shut him up.

“Oh, no, it’s over 10m away…!”

Even so, Yoo Eun-chae tried to use water magic to make an illusion.

Shoo-ahhh!

But Han Byeong was faster, washing my body.

“Oh, you’re quite good at control.”

“…Thank you.”

Yoo Eun-chae quietly bowed her head.

Now, a certain respect for the master can be glimpsed.

Not too long ago, it seemed like they saw themselves as equals with humans.

“But now, it seems different.”

That’s the characteristic of those with such talent.

The Exterminator was like that, and so was Cheonma, who was my wife in the third round.

They don’t see people as equals; they see them as insignificant as ants.

And when they meet another genius, they get excited and chatter quite cutely.

“Where are you all right now?”

I was curious about their whereabouts. The Exterminator and Cheonma.

It was clear that their worlds were connected.

In the fantasy world, I killed the demon lord who posed a threat to her life.

Cheonma was no different.

Three unruly members who hold over 30% of the power of the Orthodoxy. And the plum blossom swordsmen boasted by the Volcano Faction.

I killed them all. Even the enemies within.

When the riff-raff of the Orthodoxy swarmed in, we took them down together.

So, there will be nothing to stand in Cheonma’s way.

They surely must be alive.

But it’s not yet time to meet them.

They are quite fixated, you see.

“If things were to go back as they were.”

Maybe they’ve been kidnapped and held against their will, forced to live the lives they desire. Perhaps the two will spot me at the same time and engage in a fight. “…Just the thought of it is dreadful.” Well, that’s not important now. I chuckled softly. “Apprentice, apprentice.” “Yes, yes!” Yoo Eun-chae hurriedly approached me. “Can you find the one responsible for this incident?” “The dungeon isn’t that big.” “None of the students?” “None. I’ve been very observant.” “Alright then.” Before dealing with the corpse lord, I imparted one instruction to Yoo Eun-chae. Just in case, keep an eye on the students. It would be better if they’re not among the students. ‘Just in case.’ Fortunately, it seems they’re not among them. Seon Woo-hyun, that guy is quite suspicious. But then again.

“He’s outside.”

Seems a bit far. It doesn’t catch my senses.

My senses are special.

In the third life, I learned how to harness mana from nature.

The wind, earth, the sky, my inherent mana attribute天.

I infused mana into all those things to form a sensory realm.

“Shall I try it properly?”

A faint rustling wind.

I let a small amount of my mana flow into the wind. It’s one way to sense broadly.

And not long after, the wind captured someone.

“Found it.”

“You found it?”

“Yeah, about 500m away from here.”

I glanced at the students.

They all looked at me with reverent eyes.

Even Seon Woo-hyun, the boy who used to be sharp, seemed to have subdued rebelliousness.

“It feels rewarding to have caught them.”

Seeing that sight, it felt like even something excessive was receiving its due.

“Professor Alves.”

“Yes!”

“The students’ evaluations, how were they?”

“Except for Yoo Eunchae, everyone worked hard.”

Since I said to exclude any potential betrayers among the students, I should give some bonus points.

“Working hard is crucial, but being good at it is most important.”

“…I did fairly well.”

Seems like they did reasonably well.

“Now that we’ve tested their abilities, shall we test their bodies?”

“Pardon?”

“The person who caused this incident is outside, 500 meters away. Bring them here.”

“Yes!”

Everyone quickly started moving at my command.

Among them, there was a girl who moved as if gliding through the air, like the wind carrying her.

“She’s unusual too.”

It’s not that she controls the wind, but rather, the wind feels friendly toward her.

That was the feeling I got.

Putting that aside…

“That’s a familiar mana.”

I smirked.

Hide yourself well.

Don’t let your hair show.

Come to think of it, he was bald. It’s going to be even harder to find him.

“Suddenly, I remembered something that happened in the morning.”

“Miss Hye-ji, do you have no belly button?”

I wonder if you really have a belly button.

I was looking forward to that.

*

Professor Gazelle was tearing his hair out.

Thinking that what he was seeing now might be a dream.

Yes, it’s a dream.

If it’s not a dream, this can’t be happening.

“My, my perfect plan, c-can’t end like this.”

This was never supposed to happen like this.

It was an operation involving as many as five corpse lords.

They were exceptional students, that much was acknowledged.

The most exceptional in the history of the academy. That’s why Professor Gazelle had devoted his heart and soul to them.

That’s why the five corpse lords were mobilized for this operation, and the zombie horde numbered in the thousands.

To lose against students with these numbers?

It was hard to even imagine.

Still, he moved cautiously.

Headmaster.

That twisted transcendent being must never be underestimated.

“Even if she acts like a child.”

She is a transcendent being.

Ridiculous creatures like herself, who can laugh while attacking in truckloads and erase themselves from the world with a single gesture.

Why such a being is here, she couldn’t fathom.

They said you could gauge the whole from a single part.

Perhaps she hadn’t realized she was attached to ‘them’ herself.

With utmost caution.

And secrecy.

She prepared and moved swiftly.

Her preparation was nothing short of perfect.

Of course, it was expedited due to the sudden appearance of a man.

Han Seo-jin.

The brat who caught Heo Ye-ji, the girl who was about to fall for her.

He looked so crude that it irked her that he dared touch her girl.

So, in a fit of anger, she acted.

Yet, she managed to create a situation almost close to perfection.

Cutting off the dungeon and the outside world with the items they provided.

Pushing them into the most dangerous situation.

That’s why she wanted to see the students falling one by one, crying out for help.

During that process,

Although I had thoughts on what to do with the pretty and self-ignoring Shin Yura,

I never thought I would fail.

“They’re coming.”

They’re coming to capture me.

She was a girl loved by the wind.

She was also a girl who almost ignored herself.

And that girl was now looking at me, chasing after me.

“Ugh, ah…”

My body trembles.

If this dungeon is connected to the outside, I can escape.

But to sever that connection, I can’t leave for a certain amount of time.

And the time for this dungeon to close is about three hours.

But only one hour has passed.

“I can’t escape.”

A conclusion reached in an instant.

I could tell because I am a professor.

Today, I will either die at their hands or face a miserable fate.

Because that’s how the academy “taught” us.

Professor Gazelle tightly shut their eyes.

“Hello, we meet again here.”

I greeted Professor Gazelle, who was half-dead with a bright smile.

“But why does this kid look like this?”

“hehehehe, because he rebelled a bit.”

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I looked at Yoo Eun-chae and asked quietly.

“What kind of information can we get from this kid?”

“Not much!”

“Oh, really?”

It may not be very convincing, but it’s the definite answer of a beggar who delved into a game for tens of thousands of hours.

Even though I didn’t suspect it was the butterfly effect, oh well.

“He’s not a complete fool.”

I looked at Professor Gazelle.

He doesn’t seem to have any abilities.

But he did something like this in a school where a transcendent being is the principal.

“There’s no problem in killing, though.”

Looking around, most of them were harboring deep grudges.

They would want to kill me right away if I told them to.

“Well, it’s not a sight that the Lord of Corpses would find pleasing.”

A creation made by attaching hundreds and ninety-six corpses together.

The name “Lord” might be in there, but that’s just to express strength; the appearance is grotesque enough to be frightening even in a dream.

I turned my head.

Calculations were quick.

I raised my hand near Professor Gazelle’s heart.

Moon’s command freezes the sky.

Life’s control leaves an icy mark.

I cast a spell holding the opponent’s life.

It wouldn’t matter anyway since the principal would directly intervene, but…

‘What if?’

If the principal had ignored this situation, the story would be different.

I needed to know what purpose they had.

*

As soon as I came out, the smiling principal was there.

Purple eyes were gleaming joyfully.

“Sorry, really sorry!”

The principal apologized while smiling.

There was not a hint of apology in those eyes.

As if they had expected this to happen.

“The price?”

“Huh?”

“I did this much for you. Shouldn’t there be compensation?”

“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll put in some extra effort!”

The students nearby were staring at us, wide-eyed.

Yoo Eunchae was looking at me in astonishment.

“Ar-are you seriously peeling an orange?”

“…It might be natural after seeing the principal’s attitude, intentionally provoked, perhaps.”

“Huh?”

Despite the students being noisy, I focused on the principal.

There was a smell.

A tremendous smell, like it could tear open an orange.

“Did this guy really acquire a transcendent being by force?”

The scent of a sucker was strong.

I grinned.

“Shall we negotiate, then?”

“Yeah, yeah. What do you want?”

“A lot.”

“Huh?”

“Wait a moment.”

Seemingly realizing the gravity of the situation, Abel interjected between us.

“P-Principal. I-I’ll call someone else right now.”

“Uh, why?”

“Well, in this situation…”

I grinned mischievously, using a silent spell to shut Abel’s mouth.

I find joy in this world.

And I’ve transcended into the realm of transcendence faster than anyone else, numerous times.

That’s why I don’t desire elixirs or treasures.

But now, with students involved, the story is a bit different.

“Professor Han Seo-jin all alone…”

“Oh, earlier, I was dealing with the Corpse Lord, seems like I strained my arm.”

“W-What are you saying? It looks fine.”

I minutely adjusted my body with transient physical alteration.

Thud.

My arm shrieked. Although I blocked the sensation of pain, the agony didn’t actually manifest.

I pretended to be in pain deliberately.

“Oh, no. Did I… break my arm now?”

“Excessive recoil from protecting students… Gah!”

“…Oh, no, this is an impediment…”

So, what am I to do?

I pushed myself too hard to safeguard the students.

Only now did something feel wrong.

“Are you, are you a, demon?”

Suddenly, the Emperor and the Prime Minister looked at me and spoke.

The demon of the budget.