Chapter 5: Who are you to morally kidnap me?

Chapter 5: Who are you to morally kidnap me?

Ericas harassment was to be expected, and Victor realized it quickly. He did not plan on sitting idly by.

Just then, the bell suddenly rang and Victor smiled at her.

If there are any issues, we can discuss them next class.

He had finished teaching and his performance was decent enough that no one could pick out any flaws. There was no need to complicate things at this point.

Erica was unwilling to go along with Victors wishes and persisted, As far as I know, professors have a duty to answer students questions when asked.

Of course, if your professor title is merely gilded and youre just pretending, then you need not answer me.

Her aggressive questioning did not upset those around her. Rather, they became more eager to see how Victor would respond.

How rude.

Victor held his forehead and sighed. In a place full of industry insiders like this, his grudge with Erica was common knowledge.

Everyone knew about him harassing an underage girl, so they were naturally eager to see the two clash.

Maybe with this opportunity to gain first-hand material, tomorrows headline would already have a title.

Victor did not want to let this group have their way, otherwise he would become the new laughing stock of the academy or even society.

Of course, he would not let that happen.

But he also did not want Erica to embarrass him in front of so many people.

He had to teach her a small lesson, at the very least.

Victor did not back down from Ericas questioning. His face darkened as he pointed at the desk in front of him, enunciating each word, This is my classroom, my rules, and what I say goes.

Also, if youre trying to morally strong-arm me with a professor title, I advise you to abandon that thought immediately.

Victor looked up, a hint of disdain in his cold gaze.

I refuse to answer you.

Having said that, he prepared to leave the classroom. But he had barely lifted his foot when the surroundings started becoming blurry, flashing by in streaks of blue light.

When he came to, he was back at the lectern.

Victor focused his eyes and saw a faint blue magical circle flickering.

A teleportation circle

I didnt expect her to set this up at the door.

Erica watched Victor with a proud yet disdainful expression, as if wanting him to reveal some panic and cowardice for her to enjoy.

Then she said to Victor, This is the question I wanted to ask.

If Professor Victor cannot answer, then you cannot leave.

Those around them widened their eyes in shock upon seeing this.

Wow!

This isteleportation magic!?

The genius student of the Royal Academy of Magic actually secretly set up a teleportation circle.

So this is the power of the Royal Academys top students? Second rank mages are this formidable?

Teleportation magic can be set up so mysteriously and quickly?

The mastery of magic is simply astounding!

Victor waved his hand, ignoring their praise, and calmly said, Simply suppressing it works.

As he spoke, the Mage Hand gently squeezed in the air and the six circles simultaneously activated.

Boom!

Under the astounding magical pressure, a shocking fissure appeared in the teleportation circle.

Then it vanished without a trace.

Erica kept her head lowered, her body trembling slightly.

Her expression was unclear.

Victor smiled lightly and turned to leave.

Student Erica, remember this answer from your teacher, along with a little lesson.

The teacher is busy and wants to end class on time.

He did not care what impact this would have and directly walked out of the classroom.

The moment he stepped out, an eruption of voices sounded from the classroom behind him, but that no longer concerned him.

Victor returned to his office to kill time. As the final class bell rang, he recalled the library and decided to go check if there were any discoveries.

He directly teleported over from the Mage Tower. The library that entered his vision was the same as his memory of it in the game.

He casually picked up a book and started flipping through it. His vision suddenly prompted a dialog box:

[Learn 1st Rank Magic: Rolling Fireball?]

[Materials needed: Blaze Flower, Habbie Feather]

This was why Victor had purchased so many materials earlier they could not only be used to craft items, but also consumed in the library to learn magic.

Naturally, learning magic cost some money, but Victor was a lord, rich and generous. He did not care at all.

This was also exploiting loopholes in the game.

Those materials could only be obtained by killing neutral monsters outside.

But Victor could simply rely on his wealth to madly buy them from shops.

Seeing it was still early, Victor furiously studied in the library, learning many beginner rank magics on the first floor.

He continued until his coin pouch was emptied of all materials and a large portion of his gold.

He had basically learned all that he could.

By now, it was dusk and the golden light shone into the library, casting the floor in a yellow tint.

As the sky darkened, an out-of-place bright glow suddenly lit up from the depths of the library.

It seemed he was not the only one diligently studying in the library.

Victor wanted to see who it was and followed the light.

Seeing the person, he was slightly surprised.

Hennie?

It was his teaching assistant. She currently sat at a desk, a pen in hand, scribbling away furiously.

He could even hear her murmuring:

Lets have Professor Victor lecture with this topic tomorrow