How to Survive as the Academy’s Villain

Chapter 100

The class, which had been a series of confusion and shock, finally ended.

“Wow, today was insane.”

“I thought I was going to die from the suspense.”

“If a novel or a play was structured like this, it would get so much hate. A twist right there… Ugh.”

“Shh! The professor is still here.”

Most of the students were gossiping about what happened between Chelsea and Professor Beroen, but quickly dispersed when they noticed Professor Beroen’s gaze.

I also tried to quietly slip away among them, but…

“Assistant.”

Hearing Professor Beroen’s voice suddenly, I closed my eyes tightly for a moment, then turned my head.

“Yes, Professor.”

“Unfortunately, it ends here for now.”

Like hell it does. I’m just glad to get out of here quickly.

With a faint smile, Professor Beroen spoke, and I barely managed to hide my true feelings and respond.

“Yes, it’s a pity for me too, Professor.”

I put on an exaggerated expression of regret as I said something I didn’t mean at all.

Professor Beroen shook his head slightly and replied shortly.

“But there’s no need to worry. We’ll meet again in Advanced Magic Studies.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’ve worked hard helping me as an assistant. I’ve already spoken to Professor Genjin, so your midterm and final exams will likely be waived.”

“Ah, thank… you.”

I’d truly be grateful if that were the case. But why is this person being so kind to me?

I couldn’t figure out the reason.

As I was lost in such thoughts…

“Next year’s Advanced Magic Studies class should be quite interesting, so you can look forward to it.”

“Ah, yes.”

I nodded roughly, and Professor Beroen murmured in a slightly wistful tone, almost to himself.

“Chelsea has nowhere left to run either.”

What? Suddenly?

Is this guy really involved with Chelsea somehow?

Could it be some kind of ill-fated love?

“Well, see you later. You’ve worked hard, Kamon Vade.”

“Yes, Professor. Take care.”

And so, I managed to part ways with Beroen Clarence, another form of bizarre lunatic.

* * *

“What’s going on?”

“What?”

“Why did Master suddenly become Professor Genjin?”

I immediately sought out Jamie and questioned her about the situation earlier.

She shrugged nonchalantly.

“It just happened.”

“What do you mean it just happened?”

“Why are you getting so worked up?”

Jamie asked with a slight frown, and I shook my head as I replied.

“That’s not what I meant…”

“Do I have to report and proceed with every single thing I do to you, Kamon?”

“No, that’s not it.”

Of course, I had no reason to argue about her disguising and acting as Professor Genjin.

But even so, she could’ve at least given me a heads-up if she was planning or proceeding with something, right?

If the timing had been off by even a bit, I might have ended up bowing down to Professor Beroen.

If that had happened…

‘I could’ve faced serious consequences later on.’

Just imagining it made me shiver, and I looked back at Jamie.

“You could’ve given me a heads-up. I was so startled.”

“Well, your expression was quite a sight.”

Jamie chuckled in response, and I sighed before asking again.

“So, are you really going to continue the Intermediate Magic Studies class?”

“I have to. I promised to.”

“But what if the real Professor Genjin returns?”

“He won’t come back.”

“What?”

“That guy didn’t disappear because of illness, but because of gambling debts. He’s probably holed up somewhere in the north or south by now.”

“…”

I learned more than I wanted to know, but I still couldn’t relax.

Because Jamie taking on the role of teaching students might…

‘Cause even more unexpected variables to arise.’

Of course, I’m not one to talk, having twisted and changed the original storyline so much.

But I’ve tried my best to keep those variables within a controllable range.

‘Phew, it’s not easy.’

At that moment, Jamie looked at me and smiled again.

“Anyway, I’m still your master, Kamon. Nothing’s changed in that regard. And I can keep an eye on the ‘Orb’ too, so isn’t that a good thing?”

“That’s true.”

“But your expression has been oddly annoying. Do you still want to be an assistant? If you want…”

“No, that’s not it.”

I firmly rejected her suggestion, and Jamie nodded as she dismissed me.

“Then it’s settled. You can leave now. We’ll talk more later.”

“Yes, understood.”

“See you in the next class.”

I didn’t add anything more as I greeted her, who was smiling brightly.

Creak, bang!

The moment I closed the door to the lab and stepped outside…

“Huh?”

“…”

I ran into a familiar person right in front of me.

“Chelsea?”

“Is the Master inside?”

Ignoring my greeting, she immediately got to the point. I nodded.

“Yes, she’s inside. I just saw her.”

“…”

Seeing her standing there silently, I couldn’t bring myself to say anything and just stood there as well.

‘Sigh, this atmosphere is a bit awkward.’

“…”

Of course, the silence wasn’t just because I had nothing to say.

I had planned to thank Chelsea and clear up the misunderstanding that arose back then…

‘But standing here like this, it’s hard to start a conversation.’

Then…

“Could you move aside?”

“Huh?”

“Don’t just stand there blocking the door, move aside.”

“Oh, sorry.”

At Chelsea’s words, I quickly stepped aside.

She then headed straight into Jamie’s lab.

‘Damn it, what are you hesitating for? Just say it. How hard can it be to talk!’

“Uh, Chelsea.”

“…?”

As Chelsea turned to look at me, I scratched the back of my head awkwardly and forced a smile.

“Thanks for that time.”

“What?”

“For advising me and for telling Professor Beroen to apologize. I appreciate both.”

“…”

Chelsea stared at me indifferently without responding to my sudden gratitude, so I hurriedly continued.

“And about the duel last time. I wanted to clear up some…”

“Enough, I don’t want to hear about it.”

“Huh?”

“I’ll see you later.”

With that, she cut me off and entered Jamie’s lab without listening to another word.

‘What’s with her?’

I stood there blankly, thinking about Chelsea’s abrupt behavior.

* * *

The shocking news of the confrontation between Chelsea and Professor Beroen spread like wildfire among a few students.

However, it wasn’t a topic that all students at the academy would be interested in, so the rumor soon disappeared without a trace, swallowed by other bigger waves.

“Hey, did you hear?”

“Huh?”

“They say the new dean is going to be the leader of the Galaxy Knights.”

“Come on, that rumor was debunked ages ago. Why are you still talking about it?”

“What? I just heard it…”

“Man, you’re so slow. Reliable sources say that one of the current Seven Table members is going to take the position.”

“What? Seven Table?”

Yes, the hottest topic right now was who would take the dean position at Flance Imperial Academy, left vacant by Dean Elmon’s resignation.

Because of this, all sorts of rumors and fake news were rampant, and students gossiped daily about the likely candidates for the new dean.

“Wow, everyone’s excited, aren’t they?”

Elliot muttered, shaking his head as he sipped his drink at Lupinus Cafe.

“Why, it’s an interesting topic. Haven’t you heard anything, senior?”

“Me? Not really. Bren, how about you?”

“I haven’t either. I don’t meet many people besides those here.”

At Bren’s casual response, Lois chuckled and muttered.

“He says he has no friends, but he’s the star of the Tea Time Club…”

“I’m serious. I’ve been studying so much I haven’t been meeting people.”

Bren waved his hands in embarrassment, and Elliot immediately reacted.

“What? Studying? There’s still a traitor engaging in such a shameful act. Lois, it’s time for re-education.”

“Yes, senior!”

The two approached Bren with eager expressions.

“Oh, don’t come closer. Don’t come! Aah, stop!”

Bren resisted until the end, but soon he was mercilessly tickled by the two.

“Kamon, help! Aah! It tickles! Stop it!”

Bren’s plea for help made me chuckle and shake my head.

“Aren’t you guys tired of this?”

“Not at all, every day is new and fun!”

“Right. Kamon, do you want to join in?”

“No, I’ll pass.”

Elliot and Lois were wholeheartedly focused on tormenting Bren.

Sorry, Bren. Looks like I can’t help you.

After a while, they seemed exhausted and returned to their seats, sighing deeply.

“Phew, Kamon, have you heard anything?”

“About what?”

“About the new dean.”

Ah, the new dean.

I know all about that.

Despite all the rumors and speculation, most of them were baseless or fake news.

If things don’t deviate from what I know from the original story…

‘An entirely unexpected person will take that position.’

Who would have guessed that one of the Tri-Color Mages would become the new dean?

But I shrugged and pretended not to know.

“Well, I don’t really know.”

At my answer, Elliot turned to Lois and continued questioning.

“Really? Lois, have you heard anything?”

“I heard they’re considering internal promotion.”

“Internal promotion?”

“Yes, they say Professor Phelan, the head of Magic Studies, or Everett, the senior advisor of Swordsmanship, are strong candidates.”

Right.

As Lois said, there were rumors about promoting someone internally within the academy for the dean position.

Professor Phelan had been summoning many Magic Studies professors recently, causing a lot of trouble, according to my master.

‘Well, isn’t that a disaster you brought upon yourself, master?’

I thought to myself, feeling somewhat amused by Jamie’s suffering.

But no matter how much they bicker among themselves, when the board suddenly introduces an external candidate like the Red Mage Beatrice, the game will be over…

‘No need to worry about it.’

To me, the topic of the new dean was trivial.

What I should focus on more was…

‘Staying quiet, unnoticed, and avoiding any attention.’

This was a resolution I had firmly made after the duel with Chelsea, or rather, after that eye-level education.

The main story and problems within the novel will be solved by the protagonist and his party.

I just need to stay quietly in the academy, waiting for the protagonist Kyle to save the world.

‘Let’s return to the original plan, Kang Hyunsoo.’

As I was calming myself and preparing for a better future, Bren spoke up.

“Wow, if it’s Professor Phelan and Professor Everett… aren’t they complete opposites?”

“Right, they’ve been known as arch-rivals since way back. But now they’re clashing again. Is this fate?”

Elliot responded, and Lois nodded as well.

“Nothing’s certain yet, but if both are vying for the dean position, things will be quite chaotic for a while.”

As they continued their conversation, Elliot suddenly looked at me and asked.

“Kamon, wouldn’t it be good for you if Professor Phelan became the new dean?”

“Huh? Why?”

“Well, you’re in the same department, and he’s been supporting you. If he becomes the dean, you’d be the crown prince of this place…”

“Stop talking nonsense, Elliot.”

Annoyed, I frowned, but Elliot protested.

“Why, did I say something wrong?”

“Ha, the crown prince of the Flance Imperial Academy. That’s funny.”

“Yeah, the crown prince of Flance Imperial Academy. Not bad.”

Bren and Lois joined in, teasing me about Elliot’s words.

Crown prince, my foot.

I just resolved a few seconds ago to stay quiet and unnoticed.

“If you guys keep talking nonsense, I’ll… No, I’ll just leave.”

Screech!

I got up from my seat, frowning, but…

“It’s a joke, just a joke. Why so serious, Kamon?”

“Yeah, Kamon, don’t get mad. It was just a joke.”

“Haha, the crown prince is angry.”

Their teasing continued without pause.

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