Did the villainous professor survive today?

Wednesday.

The sky was still hazy, a deep gray, and without a compass, you couldn't even tell which way the sun would rise.

Kroenke changed into a loose-fitting outfit.

After two more days of training, most of his clothes were now a bit too tight, making him feel like a tightly wrapped rice dumpling.

Moreover, thanks to the increase in his internal magic power level, he was able to maintain focus without getting goosebumps and to allow his magic power to circulate within his body without leaking out.

Kroenke brought up the control panel.

Strength Lv19 (20/540)

[Constitution Lv19 (360/540)]

After his physical abilities reached the bottleneck of the second tier, his growth rate gradually slowed down.

"It seems that the original owner's talent was still limited."

Krenk shook his head with a murmur.

After a while, we'll have to rely on adding points.

Krenk's plan is to first find a way to get his mental attribute to the fourth tier.

After reaching the fourth level of mental attributes, an important function will be unlocked, which will allow one to truly become a pillar of the magic world.

Then, you can start preparing to increase your physical fitness.

There was still a week until the day he and 'L' agreed to deal with the vampire.

When facing such a violent creature, having higher physical attributes will make dealing with it much easier.

Considering that I have classes this morning, and there's someone named Meiwen in one of them.

This is the only S-class death threat that Krenk has encountered so far, so on Monday and Tuesday, apart from guiding Enya in her experiment on the theory of magical common origin, he has been preparing lessons to fleece her as much as possible.

Kroenke got into the car and headed towards the academy.

……

"Alan, have you heard? What happened at Professor Kroenke's Chief Professor's Dinner on Sunday?"

"What?"

Allen looked at Agura sitting next to him, completely bewildered.

"Don't you know?"

Yagula, on the contrary, showed a surprised expression.

I, an out-of-towner, have almost finished eating the melon, and you, a local, are still disconnected?

"Professor Klenk has taken on a teaching assistant."

"Oh, and then?"

"That teaching assistant is the illegitimate daughter of a commoner and a nobleman, but Professor Krenk doesn't care about her status or lineage..."

Yagura slowly recounted the rumors he had heard from others.

Allen listened and nodded.

"Professor Klenk is such a good person."

"That's not the point. Do you know what this means?"

"What does it mean?" Allen tilted his head.

Seeing the clear look in Allen's eyes, Agra quietly moved closer:

"This shows that Professor Krenk doesn't care whether his students are nobles or commoners. So if you suffer unfair treatment, you can tell Professor Krenk, and he will stand up for you."

"It's not a good idea to tattle."

Allen looked troubled.

"So you're just going to let those nobles bully you?" Agura still remembered the incident last week when a nobleman named Andrew caused trouble for Allen.

"It's alright," Allen blinked, "He didn't do anything too outrageous."

"Haven't you heard of taking an inch and wanting a mile?" Agura asked.

"What would you do if I suddenly beat you up without saying a word?"

"I might wonder if I did something to offend you."

Looking at Agura's speechless expression, Allen suddenly realized something and asked in surprise,

"No way, did I just do something to you?"

Hearing Allen's answer, Agura felt her blood pressure rise.

He patiently told Allen:

"Alan, this world is cruel. When it is cruel to you, you should respond to it in the same way. Only then will the world be kind to you after it knows your cruelty."

Allen was puzzled by Agura's words:

"But you're so gentle with me."

Yagula paused for a moment, then said:

"This is different."

"Isn't it the same?" Allen tilted his head.

"It's different." Agula put his hand on Allen's shoulder and stared at him with a pressured gaze.

"oh."

Allen nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Suddenly, a noise came from the doorway.

Immediately afterwards, a quiet atmosphere, like ocean waves, swept from the first row to the last.

Kroenke stood at the door and looked around the classroom.

Compared to the first lecture, the scene before me was much more solemn.

Whether it was because of the rules I set in my first class, or because everyone had heard about what happened over the weekend, in any case, everyone looked at me with more awe.

Krenk ignored the change, walked to the center of the podium, and tapped the floor with his cane, making a crisp sound.

The next second, a blonde girl with golden eyes appeared at the classroom door, holding several rolls of teaching materials.

"Let me introduce you all. This is Enya Colonna, who is currently my teaching assistant."

Kroenke gestured and introduced,

"If I encounter any difficulties in my studies in the future, I can ask her for help when I'm not around."

Enya set out her teaching materials, then faced the crowd and introduced herself:

"Hello everyone! My name is Enya Colonna, and I am Professor Krenk's teaching assistant. I am a second-year student in the Magic Academy. It is an honor to spend the next few days with everyone."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Krenk nodded, then watched as Enya walked to the side of the classroom and stood quietly.

Is this Kroenke's teaching assistant?

In the first row of the classroom, Meiwen stared at Enya's back with a puzzled look.

That's really strange. This man actually hires teaching assistants? Isn't he afraid they'll find out he's a fraud?

Or……

Meiwen frowned deeply.

She recalled that Kroenke had mentioned in his inaugural address as chief professor that he had essentially proven the theory of the common origin of magic.

Could it be that it was stolen from Enya?

Meiwen remembers that Enya was the top student in the second year and had exceptional talent.

It seems necessary to get in touch with this person named Enya.

"Let's begin class. Now, turn to page 73," Krenk said in a deep voice, glancing at Meiwen out of the corner of his eye.

"Today's lesson will be different."

"73 pages?"

No sooner had Krenk finished speaking than a considerable commotion broke out inside the classroom.

Some students quickly flipped to the page number Krenk had mentioned, and then exclaimed in surprise:

"Spellcasting? Is this something we're taught?"

"Quiet!"

Krenk slammed his cane heavily on the ground, the sound deafening.

"Do I need to reiterate the classroom rules?!"

Krenk's strike incorporated magic; as the sound waves spread into everyone's bodies, each person subtly felt their lungs resonating with the frequency of the sound waves.

Everyone involuntarily shut their mouths.

Silence reigned.

"Since some of you are curious as to why I made you turn to page 73," Krenk's gaze swept over everyone like a sharp blade.

"Then I'll answer your questions..."

Before Krenk could finish speaking, some students showed expressions of astonishment in their eyes.

They stood with their mouths agape, silently repeating Krenk's words:

"That's right. Even though everyone here is a freshman, I have a way to make all of you reach the level that only outstanding graduates can achieve."