Did the villainous professor survive today?

Day 5, Sunday.

The sky was clear and bright, as if washed clean. The warm morning sunlight streamed through the glass window, slanting across the bedding.

When Krenk opened his eyes, he was met with a sharp, almost unbearable pain, as if he had been trampled by an elephant the day before.

Strength Lv18 (170/500)

[Constitution Lv19 (10/540)]

After three days of grueling training, Kroenke gave Sofia a day off today.

Then, he summoned the water sprite, Barrett.

"My dear master, it's such a bright and sunny morning. It's an honor to greet you on such a beautiful day."

Barrett said obsequiously,

"Please allow me to serve you."

As he spoke, he began to use the "Purification of Impurities" skill to clear the lactic acid accumulated in Krenk's body.

A cool sensation coursed through Krenk's body, as if countless tiny snakes were crawling inside.

A few minutes later, Kroenke stretched his body.

Compared to the excruciating pain that felt like being stabbed with a knife before, he now only felt a slight soreness.

Then, Klenk slightly engaged his abdominal muscles.

The pores on his skin contracted and tightened, slightly prickly, as if they contained thousands of sharp steel needles.

These pores rose and fell with his breath, remaining still and not emitting anything.

After three days of grueling training, even without external assistance, Krenk could now make the hairs on his body stand on end and his pores bulge like iron. He had also begun to master how to circulate magic within his body without leaking it.

He reached out and poked his muscles. The soft muscles only dented slightly before becoming incredibly hard, like hardwood wrapped in a layer of solidified fat, loose inside and tight outside, able to open and close freely.

Krenk composed himself and got out of bed.

Tonight is his chief professor's banquet, so naturally the grueling training of the past few days won't be arranged.

He only intended to go to the central courtyard in the front yard for a quick practice session.

Krenk did not wake Sophia. After a quick breakfast, he took a wooden longsword and went to the courtyard.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Today we're going to try something different from usual.

A unique ability exclusive to the Battle Mage class in the game.

[Defeat]

When a battle mage uses a weapon to attack an enemy, the surge of magic power within their body is triggered simultaneously with the physical impact.

At this point, the combined magical and physical attacks will multiply the damage, achieving the effect of breaking through.

In simple gaming terms, when a player achieves perfect timing, they will deal critical damage.

Krenk let out a heavy breath, opened his eyes, and assumed an attack stance.

He stared intently at the training doll before him, shutting out all distractions, like a hawk intently watching its prey high in the sky.

So focused was he that a drop of saliva even trickled down his chin without him noticing.

Magic flowed within him, gradually converging towards his right hand.

Krenk stepped to the side, raising his sword as he did so.

Magic surged, his muscles rippled like flowing water, and even his spine transmitted power forward segment by segment.

At the same time, a faint sound emanated from Krenk's body.

This sound doesn't come from the mouth, but rather from the ability to control every bone, muscle, skin, and internal organ in one's body, causing them to vibrate slightly and rhythmically.

All the trembling sounds converged into a soft ringing, like the trembling of a bell.

Listening to the subtle tremor, Krenk felt it—a sense of omnipotence, as if everything except himself was revolving around him.

He glared, channeling all his muscles and magic into a swing of his sword forward.

[Exquisite technique]

Not only did he break through, Krenk even tried to concentrate all his magic power into this one sword strike.

The moment the blade touched the puppet, Krenk seemed to see the space in front of him distort.

The next moment, a crisp cracking sound rang out, and magic and force were activated simultaneously. The wooden sword in Krenk's hand exploded section by section like firecrackers. At the same time, a huge amount of magic and force were transmitted to the doll's striking surface, causing the doll's upper body to shatter into countless pieces.

"Is this what it feels like to break through?"

Krenk looked at the only remaining piece of the wooden sword hilt in his hand with some surprise.

This wooden sword was made of ironwood, more valuable than gold, and even bullets could hardly penetrate it. Yet, he shattered it into countless small pieces with a single blow.

Behind the doll, there was a clear, five-meter-long fan-shaped area, obviously the mark left by the aftershock of magic shattering the doll.

"It's simpler than I expected."

Kroenke said he was prepared for failure, but he succeeded on his first try.

"My dear master, your skills have reached a new level!"

The obsequious Barrett emerged from behind Kroenke.

"Your majestic figure fills me with joy, and at this moment, only a song can express my admiration."

Barrett closed her eyes, clasped her hands over her chest, and sang with deep emotion.

"Your form is as solid as a rock, your eyes as fierce as flames, you are the only light, you are..."

Barrett had only sung halfway through when Kroenke pulled it back.

"well……"

Krenk sighed, a headache creeping over him, wondering if he could somehow balance out his two elves.

One talks too much, and the other is completely mute.

"Never mind, never mind."

Kroenke shrugged, returned to the mansion, and rested.

……

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

The sky was somewhat overcast, with thick clouds floating over the distant sea, layer upon layer of rain clouds resembling towering black mountains.

Several meters high waves crashed against the cliffs, and a few white seagulls flew through the clouds and rain, their mournful songs tearing through the wind and rain.

The chief professor's banquet was not held at Ludwig's residence, but at the college.

Rather than saying this celebratory dinner was hosted by the Ludwig family, it would be more accurate to say it was a collaboration with the university.

Therefore, the Krenk family changed into their appropriate formal attire well in advance, ready to attend the banquet.

The extended sedan pulled up to the entrance of the reception hall.

At this point, various high-end cars had been arriving one after another and pulling up at the entrance, with a red carpet stretching all the way to the lobby entrance.

The heavy car door opened, and Kroenke, dressed in a black tuxedo, stepped out of the car with his family.

Since it was the weekend and the area had been cleared out, there were no other women swooning over Kroenke.

Kroenke had barely stepped through the door when he heard a familiar voice from the side:

"Oh, isn't this our main character today, Professor Klenk Ludwig?"

Principal Abraham was the first to greet him, exchanging warm greetings.

Unlike usual, the old man was wearing a black evening suit with a white embroidered shirt underneath. His gray hair was slicked back with thick hair oil and combed into sharp spiky strands, so shiny it was like a mirror.

He held a glass of richly fragrant red wine and handed it to Klenk:

"The former principal's treasured wine, want to try it? I usually can't bear to drink it."

"Principal, you have to give a speech later, so please drink less."

Kroenke noticed the rosy blush on Abraham's face and offered a reminder.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Abraham raised an eyebrow, leaned close to Krenk's ear, and whispered something.

"Princess Isabelle has decided to attend tonight's banquet at the last minute. Although the reason is unclear, she wanted to inform you first."

"Okay." Krenk nodded.

"Okay, I need to go see the other guests now."

After delivering the message, Principal Abraham turned around and walked straight into the banquet hall.

Why is Your Highness here? I remember the lesson was scheduled for next weekend, why are you here now? Is there something you need me for?

Krenk pondered this to himself and also walked inside.

Since the opening was free time, the Krenk family temporarily separated to chat and exchange pleasantries with familiar people.

"Professor Krenk, congratulations! You've become a chief professor at such a young age. You're truly a force to be reckoned with."

A slightly unfamiliar voice reached my ears.

Kroenke turned around to see a lean, wiry man with rounded cheeks who greeted him. He was wearing a black cashmere coat, a finely crafted pipe in his hand, and a satin top hat.

But what is most eye-catching is the tulip crest on his chest, and the dark gold nameplate below it.

Lyman Russell