I Became a Demon Professor at the Academy chapter 101

101 – illusion relationship – 1

There is a cemetery in one corner of Rahal Academy.

It may be too dismal to have a cemetery cluttered with the cradle of learning.

However, when you think that a person who deserves to be respected and honored is buried in the academy, that gloom turns into reassurance and determination.

Because it seems that a great person who worked hard for the academy is still looking down on this academy.

Even if there is no scientific basis, it seems that I can receive such energy.

Unfortunately, however, the reason I visited this cemetery was not to face the tomb of a great man that anyone would recognize.

Rather, it is more of the opposite. Characters who are no different from being abandoned by the academy.

Since there was virtually no space to bury, the body was carried as if it were annoying at the academy. That’s why the body was buried in the most corner and in the middle of the day without being well maintained.

“charlotte.”

I found the graveyard where Charlotte’s parents are buried. Two people are buried, but there is only one tombstone.

Still, it can’t be said that the management is not good at all, but it was inevitable that the tombs of other great men looked relatively shabby because they were so well-maintained.

Like other special tombs, there were no nice statues, and they were not given a large space.

I felt a new passion in front of the tomb, which clearly reveals that I did not want to hear the words ‘the body was thrown away carelessly’, so I just carried it.

The reason I came here was simple.

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Jiying—

If you blow mana into one side of the tomb, a screen will unfold in front of you. It was considered at the academy level so that the records of the deceased during their lifetime could be read.

[ Frenzy Forte ]

[Arbet Forte]

I visited to read the records of two people.

Because of Lepista, Charlotte is currently in a state where she can learn only by handing over the data, and in order to impress Charlotte with only the data, we need to increase our understanding of her.

What will be the biggest motivation for Charlotte? That is the task given to me today.

“Dad. Why are you here?”

Lepista asks me.

“I feel bad.”

“Is it because of that one-eyed man? I don’t like the expression… ”

There is a fact that I learned while showing various actions in front of her and having various conversations.

It was true that Lepista did not have the ability to practice mind reading, nor was she quick to notice.

Her young mental age worked quite well for me.

If you look at the current situation, isn’t it? The girl was as simple as if she were really a girl.

I think it’s bad when my expression is wrinkled, and I think it’s good when my expression is straightened.

‘So this project is not bad in many ways.’

While increasing my understanding of Charlotte, I was able to instill in Lepista the feeling of hating her.

At this rate, there would be no problem with Lepista designating Charlotte as a ‘enemy’.

“What is this?”

Lepista pointed to other cemeteries with her index finger. Thanks to that, my gaze naturally took a look around.

Each grave would have its own story. If there is a grave someday, what kind of story will it contain? The thoughts that started to spread did not know how to stop.

“uh.”

Then, my gaze stopped once at Lepista’s feet.

A flower was placed at Lepista’s feet, and it was a fresh looking flower.

It is clear that they were recently left, judging by the small piles of flowers that have already withered beside them. It must be proof that Charlotte is constantly visiting this place.

What is the heart of a child honoring their parents who lost them in childhood? I tried to pick up the flower with my hand, but I couldn’t.

“Lepista. transform.”

“yes!”

After changing Lepista back into the form of a nameplate, I slowly started reading the data about Charlotte’s parents again.

[I majored in the flame field, but it was the field of flame modeling that stood out in particular… ]

Flame modeling is literally. It talks about the method of operation in which shapeless flames are well refined and created as if they had a shape.

‘Let’s write it down.’

I quietly wrote them down in my notebook.

For wizards, heredity is a very important factor. Where Charlotte’s parents stood out, surely Charlotte can stand out too.

How many did you record? Could it be that I just recorded four?

“Is it over already?”

Unfortunately, it seems that Rahal Academy’s interest in the Forte family was just this much. The description of them is finished without detailed notation.

[ Saddam ]

However, the page was still there. Since the name of the table of contents is ‘Saddam’, it will be far from an academic story.

However, what bothered me was that the table of contents called Saddam had more pages than the tables of contents that explained the magical parts of Frenzy Forte and Arbet Forte.

I wondered if I could see it, but it didn’t last long.

First of all, if I could understand Charlotte more, I had to do anything.

And the moment I turned that page.

“…what.”

I couldn’t help but be a little flustered.

-Frenzy Forte seems to have especially loved his daughter. Even if she saw a fire in the Forte family right away, she regretted the disappearance of the diary in which she recorded her daughter’s parenting process.

-Her love for her daughter is especially evident in this part. What happened to Haru…

– Another example is going to a friend’s wedding and bragging about his daughter out of nowhere…

All the sad talk was about Charlotte.

didn’t you know? No, in fact, I already knew very well that Charlotte’s parents had a lot of interest and affection for her.

So I thought it wouldn’t matter if I actually witnessed these things.

It wasn’t. Knowing it vaguely and seeing it in reality like this were on a different level. It was worse than the difference between heaven and earth.

Unknowingly, I turned off the material I was reading. I couldn’t find the courage to face the sincerity contained in these small letters.

No, I’ve already seen it.

I couldn’t imagine how much they loved their daughter.

I didn’t understand because I had a high level of understanding. I understand because their sincerity is so strong. Charlotte must have felt this sincerity whenever she saw these phrases.

“ah… ”

With what mindset did the party face this sincerity every day?

How hard it must have been, how painful it must have been, even if I knew it, I couldn’t dare say that I knew it. Somehow, everything I was doing now felt shameless.

Because her parents lost their lives at the hands of demons.

“Dad… Are you angry? Are you angry?”

Didn’t answer. But it was clear that he was more angry than ever.

I hated this world. So angry.

No matter how you look at it, Charlotte Forte was a character designed only for ‘tragedy’.

After losing her parents to the demons, this world forces her to save this world.

In addition, it was even designed to borrow the power of demons in the process of saving this world. How the hell can you do something like this?

It is unforgivable.

No matter where she looked in this world, there was nothing that made her happy. why can’t she be happy Why is everything dotted with sorrow and tragedy?

Even now, when I think about it, I feel that the reason why I was possessed in this world as a demon was malicious.

Maybe she wanted me, a demon, to stand in her way.

“…certainly.”

won’t let that happen

I clenched my fists.

If the previous goal was to have her save the world, we decided to add the goal of making her happy.

It felt absurd, angry, and dumbfounded all over again.

– I will listen to anything the professor says.

Suddenly, Charlotte’s words rang in my ears.

– I am always grateful to Professor.

“What the hell… ”

In a way, I wonder if it was only giving her the bridle of misfortune.

Even the girl may not know. How unhappy and heavy her life is.

“……”

I closed my eyes for a moment and thought about Charlotte.

I’ve never been like this while thinking of others. Nonetheless, my head was blank. Even with my eyes closed, my vision was blurry.

Maybe something slipped down the ball. Is Lepista really that angry? I asked him several more times, “Are you that angry?” but he couldn’t answer.

– Chow!

Suddenly, I heard the sound of something falling beside me, so I hurriedly rubbed my eyes and turned my head.

“ah… uh, ah… ”

And our eyes met beautifully. with a familiar student.

“I’m sorry.”

The girl avoiding my face was Michelle Maynance.