The Academy’s Undercover Professor – 183



◈ Episode 183 Silver Sun (3)

Deon’s condition was so serious that it would not be surprising if he died at any time.

The wound was not only a wound but too much blood was shed.

‘If the wound is this serious recovery is impossible even with the magic I use.’

The recovery magic used by Ludger is the 6th Sephira of the Tree of Sephiroth.

This is TIPHERET.

This magic which contains the power of Archangel Raphael and is called divine healing can heal quite a few wounds.

It was this magical power that erased the scar on Violetta’s face.

But Deon couldn’t do it.

‘I lost too much blood.’

Even if the wound is regenerated the blood he shed will not return.

Blood is the weight of life.

The absence of blood in a perfect body is no different from an empty shell without the soul.

I had to choose another way.

“Removing the sealing technique.”

Phew.

The magic flowed out of his body.

The moment you hesitate Deon will die.

Shock!

Mastella whose eyes were covered by Ludger began to tremble without realizing it.

‘cold.’

It felt like the temperature around me had dropped several degrees in an instant.

At that moment a sound reached her ear.

A crunching sound that sounds like insects crawling.

Mastella who was about to raise his head without realizing it heard Ludger’s voice in his ears.

“Stay still.”

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Mastella paused at those words.

“You shouldn’t look at that. Hey kid. So cover your ears with both hands.”

I didn’t understand why they told me to cover my ears.

Nevertheless Mastella covered his ears with both hands just as Ludger had told him to do.

Because her instincts were screaming at her to quickly follow whatever he told her to do.

Ludger seeing Mastella covering his ears with both hands eventually raised his head.

A black hole floating above his head.

Ludger said while looking at it.

“I need help.”

A response came from the pitch-black hole.

Cracking sound.

A foreign and horrifying noise of something twisting and meshing.

Ludger said without blinking.

“I want you to heal this person.”

Kirilik.

A response came from the darkness.

It was as if he was wondering why he had to fix and help people like this.

Rather than looking down on Deon it was closer to complaining about Ludger forcibly closing the door and kicking him out.

“I won’t care if you don’t like it. “I just need to call someone other than you.”

Crack!

The being beyond the door reacted angrily to those words.

“What are you going to do? If you plan on wasting time like this stop. “I am busy.”

Crackling.

In the end it was the entity beyond the door who raised the white flag first.

In the first place it was not a situation where they could make equal transactions with each other.

To this being Ludger is the only human who is so desirable and attractive.

To Ludger this being was just one of many who were interested in him.

“Of course I won’t just ask you to do it. “I’ll give you some compensation.”

Crack.

When asked about compensation God responded that that was enough.

With this the deal was concluded.

Slurp.

Countless bundles of tentacles flowed through the open hole.

It moved slowly and wrapped around Deon’s body.

Mastella trembled as if he felt something.

Ludger watched the scene in silence covering her eyes even more tightly.

Eventually the bundle of tentacles disappeared back into the hole and what was left in its place was Deon whose wounds were completely gone.

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My breathing which had been panting also became stable.

“Good job.”

Crack.

The black hole closed with the words to keep your promise.

Ludger recovered the scattered magic power and composed the seal control technique again.

I didn’t even use it for that long but I felt dizzy.

“Now that’s enough.”

I removed the hand that was covering Mastella’s eyes.

There was a moment of relief that the strange sensation was over.

Mastella was speechless at the sight before his eyes.

“Grandpa De Deon!”

Deon who had been dying a little while ago was alive and well.

The cut off arm the bleeding blood and all kinds of wounds.

As if nothing had ever happened from the beginning.

“How? “How did I get this wound…”

“Mastella?”

Deon who had closed his eyes came to his senses.

Deon was also surprised to see that he was alive as he looked back and forth between his healthy body and Mastella’s appearance.

And even the appearance of Ludger beyond that.

“Owner.”

“Rest well Deon. “You probably haven’t recovered from the mental shock yet.”

“thank you.”

Hearing Deon’s words Mastella belatedly realized her mistake and bowed her head to Ludger.

“I’m sorry. Owner. “I ended up behaving rudely in front of the owner.”

“Mastella.”

“…yes. “Owner.”

“You don’t always have to act like an adult.”

“yes?”

Mastella raised her lowered head.

Her expression showed confusion as she did not understand what Ludger had said.

Ludger spoke softly to Mastella.

“Sometimes it’s okay to just act like a normal child.”

“ah.”

The moment Mastella heard those words he was overcome with emotion.

She shed tears like chicken shit and couldn’t think of wiping them away.

“thank you. “For saving Grandpa Deon’s life.”

“okay. “That’s enough.”

Just then the door opened and people came rushing in.

“older brother! Are you okay?!”

Hans who heard the news of the attack appeared leading the slum people.

However Hans was puzzled when he saw that everything had already ended.

“Huh?”

“The whole situation is already over. “Hans.”

Ludger got up and came out of the building.

While the rest of the people were cleaning up after themselves inside Hans walked along with Ludger.

“older brother. Are you going?”

“Why are you doing that?”

“…no. “It’s nothing.”

Hans said with a sigh.

“I will tell the other members in advance and ask them to prepare.”

“It’s done. “It’s enough for me alone.”

Ludger walked away and Hans just looked behind him in silence.

At that time Violetta who had come running late approached Hans.

“Mr. Hans. What’s the situation? “What happened?”

“How did it happen? Thanks to my brother the incident ended without any major damage.”

“Where are you going now owner? no way….”

Hans stopped Violetta who was trying to follow Ludger.

“stop. “It would be best for you not to follow me.”

“yes? but….”

Hans shook his head.

Violetta might have said that because she was worried about Ludger but Hans who had known him for a long time knew that there was no need to worry.

“No matter what I say to you now it won’t be of any use.”

“It’s no use.”

“It’s been a while since I saw my brother so angry.”

Anger?

Violetta saw Ludger walking away.

His face was expressionless as usual and showed no emotion.

If I were to compare it I would say that the atmosphere itself is heavier than usual.

Hans said as if he understood that reaction.

“Just know. “When my brother is really angry nothing shows on his face.”

“The owner is angry?”

“No problem. My brother is human too and he can be happy and angry at times. And especially keep this in mind: “My brother is more sensitive than anyone else when it comes to things related to children.”

“Something to do with children?”

“That happened in the past. And maybe even before that my older brother had a similar trauma.”

“Trauma….”

Violetta found it surprising that Ludger had trauma.

Because he seemed like a superman who wouldn’t get hurt no matter what happened.

In the end Ludger was also a person like her.

Although his abilities are extraordinary he knows how to get angry and sad like others.

Each man like that had his own story.

“So you don’t have to worry. “Because no one can stop you in that state.”

From this side’s perspective it was fortunate.

There is no need to worry that there may be another attack in the future.

“And on the other hand I guess I should pray for their souls to rest in peace. “Not only did I touch the wrong person but I also made the person I shouldn’t touch the most angry.”

* * *

Leatherbelk is wide.

Not all areas are equal and there are places that people’s eyes naturally do not reach.

Most of them were slums or factory areas.

But in another sense there was a place that people’s eyes couldn’t reach.

Wow!

Great heat and shouts.

And where greed and despair stir.

An underground fighting arena a hidden underworld in Lederbelk.

Carlone who was sitting at the head of the table was watching the fight while drinking a glass of wine.

Two men were fighting fiercely inside a steel fence.

The area around the barbed wire fence was full of people everyone holding papers in their hands and shouting at the top of their lungs.

“What are you doing! Hurry and take it down!”

“Kill! “Kill me!”

“I bet all my money on you!”

They all showed signs of cursing cheering or begging for victory.

Carlone who was looking at them couldn’t hold back his laughter.

“Look at that. “It’s like relying on someone else for your life.”

The subordinate who was quietly pouring wine next to me agreed.

“That’s right boss. “They are foolish.”

“Same goes for the two guys fighting over there. “Those who could have made a name for themselves as knights are fighting with their bare fists in a dirty place like this because of gambling debts.”

The two men fighting inside the iron fence were both knights.

Both were shaking their fists at the other covered in blood and sweat.

“Even if you have a body that surpasses humans you are tied to money so you are no better than a dog. “It’s a truly absurd world.”

This is the power of money.

It was a law of reality that made even the noble knight fight with fists covered in blood-soaked bandages.

But Carlone didn’t care.

Because of people like that you shine.

Thanks to this his recent underground arena business has been booming.

Look at the human groups below in despair and joy as they indulge in gambling.

On the other hand those with a lot of money watch the scene through a glass window from a specially prepared table.

It is not just a place to watch people fighting inside the iron fence.

A sight of despair frustration and tears over the outcome of the fight.

The sight of those who have fallen into the swamp of gambling and become ruined falling into the abyss.

It was all like a show put on here.

Just then the door to the VIP room where Carlone lived opened and someone came in.

“boss. “The work you asked me to do has been completed.”

“Oh really? “What happened?”

“They destroyed the printing press and set the factory on fire. And I dealt with a few people as an example.”

“Good good. “The warning must have been clear.”

Carlone nodded happily.

“and….”

“What else is there?”

“no. “It’s nothing.”

The subordinate who was trying to tell him that more than 10 of the guys he sent had died but gave up.

His boss is quite moody.

If you make a fuss here and the boss is in a bad mood you will be the one caught in the fire.

Anyway the people who died were members of the organization who acted as meat shields so even if a few of them died there was no harm.

“First of all they must have been very scared. Do you want to send an envoy like this?”

“I guess it was communicated to the organization members in advance right? “So that you can move whenever you tell us to.”

“yes. “We are always ready.”

“Okay okay. Now it will depend on how the other side comes out. Of course even if you come in with your head down blood will still flow.”

Carlone’s eyes shone horribly.

The subordinate who was watching from the side felt like his skin was crawling for no reason.

Although he is the boss he serves there are times when he is so cruel that you wonder if he is really human.

“Well okay. I saw some nice things and heard some good news. “I’m getting hungry so let’s go back to the mansion.”

Just then a match was decided in the stadium below.

A man with a crushed face raised his hands and struck a victory pose.

There was a divide between those who cheered and those who were frustrated by the sight.

“Of course it’s fun.”

Carlone emptied his wine glass and left the underground fighting arena.

Outside the sun had already set and it was a dark night.

Carlone returned home in a black car.

A mansion on a huge lot a bit far from the city.

The place brightly lit by street lights was the mansion where Carlone was staying.

As the black vehicle approached the men guarding the main gate of the mansion opened the door.

Clap.

Eventually the door closed and the Silver Sun members returned to their seats.

* * *

Mark was a member of the Silver Sun organization.

Their role is to guard the main gate of the mansion in case of any possible attack.

But it’s also funny to say this.

‘Who dares touch our Silver Sun in the first place?’

Even if he did come it would only be an assassin but would an assassin come to the front door because he was crazy?

As a result guarding the entrance was in fact a tedious task that was merely an assortment of items.

2 hours until shift.

After finishing he was thinking about going to a bar but something caught his eye.

“what?”

“What is it Mark? what?”

“No look over there. “That one.”

When Mark pointed Lufton who was guarding the main gate with him responded.

Their eyes turned to the road leading to the mansion’s entrance.

There was something standing under the light of the street lamp.

At first I thought it was just a wild animal.

Because it is a bit far from the center of the city wild animals sometimes appear.

But it wasn’t a beast.

“Isn’t that a person?”

The moment Mark said that.

Pop.

Darkness fell in front of them.

“uh?”

Mark was embarrassed.

This is because the light from the streetlights that illuminated the main street went out all at once.

“hey. Lufton. This is something…”

Mark looked to the side while calling out to his colleagues and his complexion immediately turned pale.

Lufton’s head which had been standing fine just a moment ago was rolling on the floor.

“Uh huh?!”

The moment he was about to shout something Mark swallowed his breath when he saw a black shadow suddenly rising before his eyes.

The being wearing a black shadow was staring at him with red eyes.

The flickering shadow was like a flame.

“Who are you?”

The shadow shape swayed once as if hit by a wave and then spoke.

“jack.”

And the shadow engulfed Mark’s body.

Mark couldn’t even resist. I was so paralyzed with fear that I didn’t even think about doing that.

Eventually silence came to the entrance.

The shadow stared at the mansion beyond the huge iron gate.

Eventually the body sinks as if melting into the darkness.

Darkness fell over the mansion.