Did the villainous professor survive today?

Klenk quickly shifted his gaze to other parts of the lounge.

Compared to before, now every place he could see had a few more faint, thin lines.

He went to the sink in the washroom, stretched out his hand, and tried to cast a spell.

As the heat gathered in his palm, a swirling vortex of white water appeared.

A sharp gust of wind swept by, and a stream of water shot out like an arrow, hitting the washbasin.

At the same time, Krenk noticed that several distinct lines appeared along with the water arrow. They followed the direction of the water arrow, and after hitting the washbasin, they dispersed in all directions.

The lines gradually lost momentum in mid-air, their colors faded, and finally, they began to float aimlessly without any pattern.

"As expected, what I saw was the flow of magic! This is spiritual vision!"

Kroenke clenched his fist and said excitedly.

For a mage, whether or not they possess clairvoyance is a world of difference.

The most direct manifestation of this is that during battle, one can use spiritual vision to observe the flow of magic power on the opponent, thereby judging the opponent's next move and gaining the upper hand.

For the chief professor's primary academic research, having clairvoyance allows him to observe the true flow of magic and record accurate data.

As mentioned before, in the magical world, even if a theory is discovered, it may not be able to be proven if the mage's level is insufficient.

The reason is clairvoyance.

When a magician's mental attributes are insufficient, they cannot accurately observe the world with their naked eyes alone.

The predecessor of this organization was unable to discover new theories on its own because it lacked clairvoyance, so it chose to plagiarize other people's works to maintain its reputation.

To use cooking as an analogy, a mage without spiritual vision, when using magic, is like copying a recipe verbatim.

Although it can produce delicious food, I still can't understand why it tastes good.

Once one possesses spiritual vision, it is equivalent to possessing a sense of taste, enabling one to understand the "flavor" of magic as an "ingredient," thereby creating even more delicious "dishes."

Krenk knew that with his newfound spiritual vision, he was no longer in the same dimension as he had been just minutes before.

【Magic Power: 1452/1600】

Krenk noticed that his mana was rapidly depleting, and even after accounting for the mana consumed by using magic, the mana consumption of activating his spiritual vision was still considerable.

At the same time, his eyes were a little dry, as if he had been staring at the computer all night and had overused his eyes.

Krenk closed his eyes tightly, then shook his head, ceasing to use his spiritual vision.

"I need to get used to this newly acquired ability gradually..."

He turned on the tap, washed his face with clean water, dried it, and then walked out of the lounge.

Enya, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, immediately straightened her back when she noticed Krenk coming out:

"'V'...Professor Krenk! You're here!"

Earlier, Enya saw Sistine jogging away from the lounge, but Klenk hadn't come out yet. Enya hesitated, wondering whether to knock on the door and ask if he needed help.

"Okay, take me backstage."

"Kronk said calmly."

Since you know someone there, you can go directly to the back office and ask the auctioneer to place a bid. This will save you time.

Enya nodded, then led Krenk into the elevator leading to the underground warehouse.

The elevator doors closed, leaving only Krenk and Enya. Listening to the mechanical hum above them, Krenk suddenly remembered something:

"Enya, I heard you were number one in the second grade."

"Um... yes! Professor Krenk," Enya nodded, "but I think I can still learn a lot from you."

"Really? Have you considered becoming my teaching assistant?"

Krenk asked logically.

Because his predecessor was afraid of being exposed as a mediocre magician, he did not recruit teaching assistants and mostly tried to solve problems on his own.

That's right. In the game, if players can keep causing trouble for the mid-game villain "Kroenke" without making a sound, they may even have a chance to trigger a special Easter egg that causes "Kroenke" to die from overwork.

But in Enya's eyes, her current identity is "V", so she can openly ask her to help with some matters.

Based on my interactions with Enya over the past day or two, aside from her somewhat fragile mental resilience, her abilities are trustworthy.

More importantly, it concerns the theory of the common origin of magic.

Although he understood the underlying logic of the theory and that he could shoot the arrow first and then draw the target in the experiment, there was still a big gap between that and publishing a paper. He urgently needed someone to share the workload with him.

After much thought, Enya is the only person I can trust.

"Huh? Teaching assistant? Me...me?"

Faced with Krenk's invitation, Enya pointed to herself, somewhat bewildered.

"Yes, you. If you were my teaching assistant, our connection would be much more natural," Klenk affirmed. "Of course, if you don't want to, I won't force you."

"How...how could that be! How could I possibly refuse your order!" Enya explained in a panic.

"So, can I take that as your agreement?"

Enya subconsciously bit her lower lip, feeling somewhat insecure.

"But... am I up to the task? Someone like me, at the very bottom of the organization, how could I possibly be qualified to be your teaching assistant?"

Kroenke denied this: "First of all, the selection criteria for this teaching assistant were not based on the organization's internal standards, but on the college's standards. You are the top student in your second year, and there is absolutely no flaw in you becoming the chief professor's teaching assistant."

Kroenke patted Enya on the shoulder and smiled.

"And I believe you."

Looking at Krenk's handsome face so close to hers, Enya's cheeks unconsciously flushed slightly.

The next second, remembering the other person's true identity, she nodded vigorously, shaking off her shyness while muttering to herself:

"I...I...I'll try my best not to hold Professor Krenk back!"

"Okay, then remember to bring your teaching assistant application materials to my office tomorrow."

Kroenke said.

He knew perfectly well that having Enya as his teaching assistant was somewhat risky; if she stayed by his side for a long time, there was a risk that it would expose that he was not "V".

However, in return, he could also extract more information about the Order of the Silent from her.

Krenk's gaze was deep. Besides the already dead "V", there was another letter sequence that had infiltrated St. Auster Magic Academy—"L".

This alphabetical sequence is also a hidden threat; if we don't find a way to figure out its identity, it might become a ticking time bomb.

Tick!

With a dull whistle, the elevator arrived at the underground warehouse.

"Um, Professor Krenk, what brings you to our auction house?"