Young lady, you're in big trouble.

Seeing that Herne was working so hard for him, Victor couldn't help but walk up to her.

Herne, noticing a figure approaching gradually, looked up alertly.

"Professor Victor?"

After making out who it was, she stood up in a fluster to greet him, pushing up the glasses on the bridge of her nose.

For the first time in a long while, Victor broke his poker - faced expression and offered her a word of concern.

"Aren't you tired?"

He knew that Herne's job was arranged by the school authorities, but it was obvious that her academic level was high enough to be a new teacher at the Royal Magic Academy.

Leaving such a talented person to be his teaching assistant, aside from the possibility of being exposed by society in the future, his own conscience couldn't bear it.

"Not at all!"

Herne, however, shook her head resolutely, with a firm attitude.

"It's my honor to prepare lessons for the professor!"

She was a girl who was a bit foolishly cute.

If it were the former Victor, he might have squeezed this "sheep" dry without leaving even a trace.

Extract every bit of benefit until there was nothing left, and then discard her.

To put it bluntly, that was the kind of person Victor used to be.

If something was beneficial to him, he would hold onto it tightly.

Actually, with Veigar around, he didn't need a teaching assistant to prepare the course content for him at all.

Since there were no outsiders around, Victor decided to spare this silly girl.

He deliberated on his tone and said in as indifferent a voice as he could manage, "You don't have to write the lecture scripts for me anymore."

Hearing this, Herne was stunned. Her body swayed unsteadily, and she could hardly stand still.

She thought she had made a mistake in some aspect, a mistake so serious that Mr. Victor wanted to fire her.

"Professor, I can spend more time perfecting your lecture scripts..."

Tears welled up in her eyes involuntarily, and Herne's voice trembled as she begged Victor not to abandon her.

"Please don't fire me. I'm sure I can do a good job as a teaching assistant!"

Victor frowned slightly. He hadn't expected Herne to react like this. He just hoped she could rest earlier and then fully display her talents independently in the Magic Academy.

But all she could think about was hoping that Professor Victor would give her a chance to correct her mistakes and let her continue to be his teaching assistant in the academy.

It was as if she was about to lose her job.

Veigar fluttered his wings and softly explained in his ear, "Do you know why?"

"This girl is just a magic apprentice. She hasn't even crossed the threshold of becoming a mage."

Only then did Victor suddenly understand. Looking at Herne in front of him, he felt sorry for her talents.

If it were in the game, the level of a magic apprentice was in the range of 1 - 9.

To put it simply, she was a newbie.

The Royal Magic Academy never kept idle people. To become a teacher here, the most basic requirement was to become a mage.

Then, the academy would consider the teaching ability of this mage.

Even if Herne was extremely knowledgeable - she could even prepare lessons for the most talented class of students in the academy.

As long as she hadn't become a mage, she didn't have the qualifications to be a teacher.

From Herne's perspective, Victor realized how hurtful his words just now had been.

Herne was just a teaching assistant.

If even he didn't need her, then there would only be two endings waiting for Herne.

Waiting for the teaching assistant position of the next professor to become vacant.

Leaving the Royal Magic Academy and becoming unemployed.

After she lost her job, no one would find fault with the academy. They would only think that it was her own shortcomings that led to her being fired.

She was knowledgeable and had dedicated her whole life to learning, but in the end, she couldn't even find another job.

But Victor didn't know how to comfort her because he was a notorious villain with a mean heart.

So he just left a sentence: "Okay, I take back what I said before. Herne, you've done a great job and made no mistakes."

"I'll keep using you until you're completely worn out."

"So don't exhaust yourself before then."

Herne was very happy and nodded vigorously.

"Professor! I won't let you down!"

Victor was very curious. Why was the highly capable Herne willing to be just a teaching assistant?

He asked her this question.

Surprised that Victor would ask about her experience, Herne's eyes dimmed for a moment, but she still answered calmly, "I graduated from the Royal Magic Academy, but I still hadn't become a first - rank mage by the time I graduated, so I stayed in the academy and volunteered to be a teaching assistant."

The following story was clear.

Naturally, other professors had their favorite teaching assistants by their sides. Although she had the ability, without the talent, she naturally didn't catch anyone's eye.

It wasn't until the academy recruited a new professor, that is, Victor, that she had the opportunity to work beside this notorious talented mage.

After hearing her explanation, Victor nodded and patted her on the shoulder.

"Work hard. Since the academy has let you stay here, it surely won't treat you unfairly."

"I'm new here. Would it be convenient for you to show me around the academy?"

Hearing his request, Herne agreed in a fluster and quickly tidied up the things on the table.

"I just arrived at the school and haven't had a good look around yet. I might as well take this opportunity to do so."

That's what Victor said, but he knew very well in his heart.

In the game, he had come here countless times. He even knew clearly that there was a secret garden in the backyard of the dean's office.

He said this just to prevent Herne from getting too tired from writing.

Especially when she was writing lessons in front of him, it made him feel a bit guilty.

It was clearly his own job, but someone else had to do it all for him.

Of course, aside from the guilt, it was also extremely comfortable.

Who didn't like to slack off?

Herne led him around the entire academy, patiently introducing various buildings to him.

The garden, the lawn, the training ground.

Victor nodded in response each time, even though this was a place he was as familiar with as his own backyard.

When they reached the front of the Arcane Hall, he stopped.

This was the place where players had PVP duels, and players could also practice the proficiency of magic here.

But at this moment, a noisy commotion came from inside, like a quarrel among students.

Victor frowned. He suddenly understood the school director who liked to search for noisy classes one by one in the corridors during his school days.

Naughty children needed to be disciplined, and naughty students even more so.

So, he pushed the door open and entered.

.....

Erica was in an extremely bad mood.

She had wanted to teach Victor a lesson, but instead, she was the one who got taught a lesson.

Not only that, but even her most beloved hairpin was gone.

It was a gift from her mother, and she had personally sent it into the cracks of the teleportation magic circle.

In order to retrieve the hairpin, Erica specifically came to the Arcane Hall to practice teleportation magic, trying to crack the tricks Victor had played on her teleportation magic circle.

But obviously, she couldn't do it.

After the magic circle exploded again and again, she grabbed her golden hair in frustration.

"Damn it, why did it fail again!"

As Erica kept trying, she became more and more impatient. Then, she made a big mistake.

During the practice, she didn't cancel her teleportation magic, and due to her carelessness, the position of the teleportation gate landed right in the middle of the Arcane Hall.

A student in school uniform happened to step into her magic circle.

The magic circle activated automatically, and a strange red light lit up...

Whoosh~!

After a strong red light, the student disappeared!

Erica saw with her own eyes that the student vanished in her magic circle.

"Jack? Jack!?"

"Damn it, he was teleported away!"

The few teenagers and girls accompanying him turned pale.

And a flash of panic crossed Erica's eyes. She had made a huge mistake!

"Shit! Was he teleported to another dimension!?"

She anxiously activated her magic, trying to retrieve the unlucky guy.

But no matter how much she tried to communicate with the magic circle, there was no response at all!

That unlucky student, just like her unlucky hairpin, couldn't be found anymore.

At this moment, the scene was so similar to what had happened in the lecture hall!

At this time, everyone noticed Erica, who had a flustered look in her eyes and was constantly activating her magic.

The teleportation magic circle in the middle originated from the same magic elements as hers.

And now, it had just been revealed that Erica had learned teleportation magic.

At this moment, the students in the Arcane Hall were all furious!

"Erica du Chloe!"

"You did it! You teleported Jack away!"

"You did it on purpose!"

The students in the academy were divided into two major factions, the noble faction and the commoner faction.

The noble faction and the commoner faction had always been at odds. In their eyes, those who entered the academy through exams would often end up working for their families in the future.

There were frequent quarrels between the commoner faction and the noble faction. Fortunately, this was the Royal Magic Academy, and strength was the only thing that could prove everything.

So although there were conflicts between the two sides, they wouldn't break out easily.

And now, in the eyes of these commoner - faction students, Erica du Chloe, the chief talent of the noble faction and the eldest daughter of the duke's family, had undoubtedly slapped them in the face with her actions.

Noble families generally didn't come to the Arcane Hall. After studying in the academy for a while, they would often go back home and be taught by private mages at home.

Only the commoner students who had entered the academy through their grades would come to the Arcane Hall and practice persistently.

Since they couldn't surpass the nobles in family background, they could only try to surpass them on the path of becoming mages.

But no one could have imagined that, by a strange coincidence, Erica, who was in a bad mood, wanted to try to retrieve her hairpin.

And thus, this big mistake was made.

At this time, no one cared about the truth anymore. The commoner - faction students just wanted an outlet to vent all the grievances they had suffered.

"Erica, you need to apologize for what you've done!"

"Apologize! And bring Jack back!"

Erica stood there alone, unable to defend herself against the accusations of the crowd. She lowered her head and said nothing.

She could only keep trying to teleport the lost student back.

But amidst the accusations of the students, her mind became even more confused, and she couldn't even calm down.

She could only respond angrily, "I can't do it!"

"It was a mistake in my magic. I don't know how to save him either!"

But this only further enraged the commoner students.

"You made our friend disappear, and you won't even say a word of apology?"

"The nobles are causing great harm. They've finally shown their fangs that are incompatible with us!"

"Your noble lives are precious, but what about us? What do you take us for!"

Erica bit her lip and remained silent, her head bowed.

She slightly clenched her fists, and a sense of unwillingness welled up in her heart.

Victor! What exactly am I lacking compared to you!

I should be able to do the things you can do easily!

She knew she shouldn't resent others, but ever since she met Victor, she found that she couldn't help it.

Victor was better than her in every way, whether it was in knowledge or in magic talent.

That was a talent that was praised by the entire noble class, even by her own family members.

Once the seed of jealousy was planted in her heart, it was very difficult to uproot it.

"Are you all so idle?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded at the door. The afterglow of the setting sun shone in, casting a bloody glow on Erica's exquisitely beautiful face.

Victor leaned against the door, with a strange crow perched on his shoulder.

He put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, and his eyes were as arrogant and indifferent as if no one else was there.

"If you want to write self - criticism, then keep arguing in front of me."