Why Did You Mess With Him? He’s the Evil God’s Lackey! Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Are You Worthy of Morally Kidnapping ?

Erika's provocation had been entirely predictable—Viktor had seen it coming. He had no intention of sitting there and taking it.

As if on cue, the bell suddenly rang. Viktor smiled at her.

"If you have questions, you're welco to bring them up again next class."

He had already finished teaching. His performance had been more than passable—at the very least, no one could find fault with it. There was no need to stir up unnecessary trouble at this point.

Erika had no intention of letting Viktor off so easily. She pressed on relentlessly: "To my knowledge, when a student asks a question, a Professor is obligated to answer."

"Of course, if your title of Professor is nothing more than a gilded façade—just for show—then you're welco to stay silent."

Her aggressive manner didn't draw any displeasure from those around her. If anything, it only made them more eager to see how Viktor would respond.

"How terribly rude."

Viktor pressed a hand to his forehead and sighed. In a place like this, filled with people who had their fingers on the pulse of things, the grudge between him and Erika was already common knowledge.

Everyone knew about his attempted flirtation with a minor—and naturally, they were more than happy to watch the 2 of them clash.

Who knew, by getting their hands on material at the source, they might even have tomorrow's headline ready.

Viktor had no intention of letting them have their way. Otherwise he would beco the new laughingstock of the Academy—and indeed, of wider society.

Of course, that was not going to happen.

But nor was he willing to let Erika embarrass him in front of so many watching eyes.

He would give her a small lesson.

Viktor t Erika's challenge without flinching. His expression darkened at once. He tapped the desk before him and said, 1 word at a ti: "This is my classroom. My rules. I decide what goes."

"Furthermore, if you're trying to use the title of Professor to morally coerce —I suggest you put that idea to rest right now."

Viktor raised his head. His cold, sharp gaze carried a thread of contempt.

"I refuse to answer your question."

The mont he finished speaking, he prepared to leave the classroom—but the instant he lifted his foot, the scene around him began to blur. Streaks of lightning-like blue light flashed past.

When he ca back to his senses, he was standing at the lectern again.

Viktor fixed his eyes and saw a Teleportation Formation flickering with a faint blue glow.

"A Teleportation Formation……"

"I didn't expect her to have set sothing like this at the door."

Erika's face wore an expression of proud disdain as she stared fixedly at Viktor—as though hoping to catch even a flicker of panic or fear on his face for her to savour.

She then said to him: "This is the question I wanted to ask."

"If Professor Viktor cannot answer it, you won't be able to leave."

Those around them imdiately widened their eyes in shock.

What the—?

That was… Teleportation Magic!?

"A genius student of the Royal Magic Academy actually managed to lay down a Teleportation Formation without anyone noticing."

"Is this the true ability of the Royal Magic Academy's top student? A 2nd-Tier mage this formidable?"

"Teleportation Magic can be deployed this covertly and this quickly?"

"The magical mastery on display here is absolutely terrifying!"

The reason Viktor hadn't answered on the spot was that while he had inherited "Viktor's" Level and magic, he had not inherited Viktor's academic knowledge.

He knew how to use magic—but he didn't understand the principles behind it.

It was like knowing you could use a lighter to make fire, but having no idea why a lighter could produce fire.

He hadn't anticipated that Erika would stumble directly onto his blind spot.

Weija's voice sounded in his mind: "Do as I say."

The mont he heard Weija's voice, Viktor felt a surge of confidence rise within him. The corner of his mouth curved upward slightly.

"In that case, allow to add one more supplentary lesson."

He pointed to the broken-down Formation of the Teleportation Magic, addressing Erika at the foot of the lectern:

"All it takes is disrupting the fragile connections between the many smaller formations. Quite simple."

With that, he extended his fingers and arranged a line of Runes. The Runes instantly drove into the core of the Magic Circle, sending streaks of flowing light toward each of the smaller formations.

The Magic Circle began to destabilize, its light fading and dimming.

Watching her Teleportation Formation being effortlessly dismantled by Viktor, Erika's expression grew heavy. Beads of sweat began to appear on her brow.

She could clearly feel the connection between herself and the Magic Circle weakening with every passing mont. No matter how much mana she poured in, she could not slow the rate at which the Magic Circle was collapsing.

She could no longer sustain it. The connection between herself and the Magic Circle was severed entirely.

Viktor snapped his fingers. A hairpin from Erika's hair suddenly flew across the room and into Viktor's hand.

"Borrowing your hairpin for a mont."

Erika froze, watching helplessly as her hairpin was taken.

Her Teleportation Magic had been turned against her.

The others were still craning their necks to watch the spectacle—and to their astonishnt, the Teleportation Formation that had lost its light blazed back to life, only now it appeared to be under Viktor's control.

In one mont he teleported the flower pot by the window to the lectern. In the next, he shifted the clock on the wall up to the ceiling.

It was as though, within this room, he could teleport anything inside it entirely at will.

At the very end, he gave Erika a change of seat—teleporting her from the very front all the way to the very back.

Viktor knew when to stop. He laid out a line of Runes and, after a quick series of operations, restored the Teleportation Formation to its original state.

He gently placed Erika's hairpin on the lectern and said to the now distant Erika at the back:

"There. You're welco to try activating it again."

Erika fixed him with a resentful stare and attempted to activate the Magic Circle once more.

The hairpin on the lectern abruptly vanished—but it didn't return to Erika's hand, nor did it appear in Viktor's.

Viktor's face remained its usual unreadable mask. He said lightly: "Congratulations. Your hairpin has been teleported to another dinsion."

Erika was dumbstruck. No matter how she worked the Magic Circle, the vanished hairpin never ca back.

Viktor still hadn't stopped. He continued: "There is also another solution to this Magic Circle."

He extended his right hand and snapped his fingers. The Mage's Hand on his right hand radiated 6 beams of light. 6 Magic Formations lit up in the air simultaneously.

Gasps erupted from those around them: "Multiple Casting!? And 6 at once?"

"How is that possible?"

"Nothing is impossible—Viktor is a 3rd-Tier mage!"

"A clash between the genius Professor and the genius student of the Royal Magic Academy—coming here today was worth it!"

Viktor waved a hand, ignoring their admiration, and said calmly: "Direct suppression is sufficient."

With that, the Mage's Hand gave a light squeeze into the air. The 6 Magic Formations blazed simultaneously.

Boom!

Under the overwhelming magical pressure, a trendous crack split through the Teleportation Formation.

Then it vanished entirely.

Erika's hairpin never returned. She lowered her head, her body trembling faintly.

The expression on her face was impossible to make out.

Viktor smiled quietly and prepared to turn and leave.

"Miss Erika, rember this—what the teacher has given you today is an answer. Consider it a small lesson along the way."

"Your teacher is a busy man who likes to finish class right on ti."

He had no interest in waiting to see what ripple effects might follow and walked straight out of the classroom.

The mont he stepped out the door, an eruption of noise burst from the classroom behind him—but that was no longer any of his concern.

***

Viktor returned to his office and whiled away the ti. When the final bell of the school day rang, he thought of the Library and decided to head there to see what he might find.

He teleported there directly from the Mage Tower. The Library that greeted his eyes was exactly as he rembered it from the ga.

He picked up a book at random and began leafing through it—when a dialogue box suddenly appeared before him:

【Learn 1st-Tier Magic: Rolling Fireball?】

【Required Materials: Fla Flower, Harpy Feather】

This was why Viktor had purchased such a large quantity of materials earlier—because they weren't only used for crafting items, they could also be consud here in the Library to learn magic.

Learning magic naturally required spending so money, but Viktor was a Lord, and with his considerable wealth, he didn't give it a second thought.

This also counted as exploiting a gap in the ga's design.

Those materials normally required hunting Neutral Monsters in the outside world in order to have any chance of gathering them.

But Viktor could simply use his financial power to buy them in bulk from shops without limit.

Seeing that it was still early, Viktor threw himself into learning in the Library, studying a great many beginner-tier spells available on the first floor.

By the ti he was done, he had exhausted every last material in his stock and a large portion of the coins in his purse.

He had essentially learned everything there was to learn.

By this ti, dusk had settled in. Golden light stread into the Library, casting a warm amber glow across the floor.

The sky was growing dark—yet deep within the Library, a discordant light had suddenly flickered to life.

It seed he was not the only one here diligently "studying" in the Library.

Viktor wanted to see who it was and made his way toward the light.

At the sight of the person, he paused slightly.

"Heni?"

It was his Teaching Assistant. She was seated at a desk, pen in hand, writing with focused intensity.

He could even hear her murmuring to herself.

"Tomorrow I'll have Professor Viktor teach using this paper topic……"