Did the villainous professor survive today?

"Professor Klenk, you've arrived!"

Principal Abraham said enthusiastically,

"I hope you don't mind that I've suddenly appeared here."

"No, no, what does the principal want to see me about?"

Kronk looked at the A-level death threat and asked calmly.

If a seventh-tier archmage were to discover that he was an academic fraud, he would surely turn a blind eye to the situation.

Principal Abraham smiled broadly:

"Just wanted to have a chat. After all, this is our chief professor's first lecture, and we wanted to get an interview to see how you're feeling right now. Oh, by the way, could you please close the door behind you?"

Click.

The door is closed.

"Principal, what happened?" Krenk went straight to the point.

"Yes, something happened."

Abraham nodded, his previously enthusiastic smile fading.

"Last night, the law enforcement agency found a vampire in the sewers of the Upper East Side."

"vampire?"

Krenk's pupils widened slightly.

"Really? I haven't received any messages."

"The law enforcement agency immediately blocked the news, so not many people knew about it. In order to prevent public unrest, even the families of those politicians were kept as secret as possible," Abraham explained.

"Headmaster, aren't these things almost extinct? How come they're here?"

"I'm also confused, so I wanted to ask Professor Krenk, what are your thoughts?" Abraham asked.

Kroenke frowned deeply, recalling what Enya had told him yesterday.

"L, who infiltrated the academy with you, has encountered a small, unexpected problem and hopes you can help resolve it..."

Could it be that this vampire is the little trouble that "L" wanted me to deal with?

"L"'s actions were restricted, making it impossible for him to deal with the vampire, which is why he asked Enya to seek my help.

Kroenke nodded and sold the "L" without hesitation:

"I believe this was deliberate."

Although he didn't expect the Academy to help him deal with the Silent Order, since the latter had infiltrated in secret, they naturally didn't want to be exposed to others.

Therefore, within certain limits, using the principal to cause them a little trouble in order to gain more space and time for oneself to develop is a better choice.

"Oh, it seems Professor Krenk thinks the same way I do."

Abraham smiled.

You have deepened Abraham's trust in you.

[Points +500!]

[Current points: 2500!]

"So how does the principal want to handle this?" Krenk asked.

"I don't know. There are too few clues. We can only take it one step at a time." Abraham shook his head.

"Of course, that's also why I'm here to ask Professor Klenk for help. I hope you can pay attention to the recent anomalies."

Abraham tapped his fingers on the table.

"As you know, this year's students are somewhat special, including the daughter of the Holy Kingdom's Pope. If possible, I would appreciate it if Professor Krenk could take extra care of her. Of course, I'm not saying I'd give her preferential treatment, but if something goes wrong with her, it will be difficult for the academy to explain to the Holy Kingdom."

"Yes, I understand, I'll be careful."

"Also, there is a dragon-descended demi-human among the freshmen named Agura, who comes from the Southern Continent. As you should know, there is a demi-human uprising revolution going on in the Southern Continent. His sister is the leader of the uprising. Similarly, if something happens to Agura and he offends the uprising, the academy will be in a very difficult position."

"Um."

Kroenke thought to himself that this year's freshmen were truly full of talent.

"Professor Krenk, I'm done speaking and I'm about to leave." Abraham stretched.

"Won't you stay for a cup of tea, Principal?"

"No, Professor Krenk, I'm very busy," Abraham waved his hand.

"Also, I like to drink."

"Principal, drinking is bad for your health."

"These old bones of mine don't have many years left to live, a little wine won't hurt me," Abraham said, walking outside.

"Professor Klenk, I wish you a successful first class."

Kroenke was left alone in the office again.

Seeing that he had accumulated 2500 points, Krenk immediately added them all to his mana.

[You have spent 720 points, and your mana level has been upgraded to Lv28]

[You have spent 1200 points, and your mana level has been upgraded to Lv29]

[Mana: Lv29 (580/1280)]

Like a stream of water flowing into a reservoir from all directions, Krenk could feel the magical vortex beneath his abdomen growing even larger.

【Magic Power: 1800/1800】

Seeing his maximum magic power increase from 1600 to 1800, Krenk activated his spiritual vision without hesitation, while simultaneously controlling the flow of magic power within his body.

A longbow made of water gradually took shape. He drew the bow, nocked an arrow, and shot a water arrow through the air.

With the bowstring stretched to its limit, Krenk stopped channeling magic just as the water arrow was about to be released.

Snapped!

Kronk clapped his hands, and the water arrow forged from magic vanished without a trace.

He opened the panel and checked it again.

【Magic Power: 1640/1800】

……

【Magic Power: 1647/1800】

……

【Magic Power: 1654/1800】

The magic power in front of me began to jump visibly, increasing with every blink.

Krenk knew that, given the magic's recovery efficiency, it was sufficient to sustain him in low-intensity, sustained combat.

To give an example, it's like a mage in a game getting a Holy Grail.

Krenk used his spiritual vision to observe the flow of magic in his abdomen.

Aside from the increased ability to absorb magic vortex, there is another point worth noting.

That is the natural loss of magic.

The magic vortex is likened to a reservoir, which in the past was simply a pit dug beside a stream to collect the river's water.

However, those magical powers can be lost due to the loose texture of the soil, resulting in soil erosion.

Now, with the upgrade, the reservoir has been renovated. Waterproof ceramic tiles have been added to the sides and bottom, so that the magic flowing into the reservoir will no longer be lost, but will be firmly stored.

This way, we won't encounter situations like the one depicted in elementary school math textbooks where water is poured into one side of a swimming pool while water is being added to the other.

"good."

Krenk hummed in agreement, took out his lesson plan, and gave it one last look.

Ten minutes later, Kroenke looked up, glanced at his watch, and then walked out of the office.

That's about it, time to get ready for class.

Krenk followed the corridor of the teaching building to the second floor.

Outside the classroom, a blonde woman with a suit and hair so light it was almost pure white stood straight.

Upon noticing Krenk's arrival, she greeted him calmly:

"Good morning, Professor Kroenke."

"Hello."

Krenk nodded slightly in Lora's direction. As the princess's attendant, she was allowed to enter the academy as an exception to prevent any accidents from happening to the princess.

"I wish you a successful first class."

Thank you.

Without much small talk, Krenk walked into the classroom.

It was a beautiful day. The rising sun climbed above the clouds, its rays spreading out across the sky and casting shadows on the walnut desks, bathing the classroom in a soft, rosy hue.

The tall, spacious classroom was filled with new students. Upon noticing the noise coming from the doorway, they all fell silent and looked at Krenk with flickering eyes.

Thanks to his irresistible charm, Krenk felt no tension whatsoever; on the contrary, he took it all for granted.

He walked to the center of the stage, getting a clear view of the audience below.

The majority of people in the front row were girls.

There was no other reason; I just thought the teacher was handsome and wanted to get closer to him.

Then, what's noteworthy is that the front row on the left side of the classroom is almost completely empty, except for a woman with black hair and red eyes.

Isabel.

Out of respect for the princess's status, all the students subconsciously kept a distance of at least two seats from her.

Krenk slammed his silver cane against the ground, producing a deafening sound.

The sound pierced their eardrums, and everyone instinctively shut their mouths.

"In my classes, talking, whispering, or using magic recklessly without permission is strictly prohibited."

Kroenke got straight to the point.

"Anyone who violates this rule, disrupts the class, or challenges the teacher's authority will be penalized with a deduction of credits. If you have any objections to this rule, you can raise them on the spot."

Kroenke didn't give anyone else a chance to react; the next second, he went straight to the point.

"Okay, no objections. Let's begin the lesson!"