Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 197 The Way of Revenge

"Perhaps you don't understand, last semester... no, you need to include the summer vacation as well. I spent a very long time in the academy's treatment center. So, one of my goals this semester is to make sure that my rest days do not exceed my attendance days. But now it seems that this goal will be hit hard at the beginning of the semester."

Now Ritas, who was "lying" very happily, spoke to Engri in a calm voice without any reservation.

"Is it such a dangerous job to be a class tutor?"

Engel, who seemed to have been caught saying bad things about someone in person before, was embarrassed, but he regained his composure after seeing Ritas' calm attitude.

"It shouldn't be that dangerous. So sometimes I don't quite understand why things always turn out this way."

Ritas said with a sigh.

Speaking of the first semester at Earls College, although he was always injured, it was actually "ok." After all, a class mentor turned to ashes during that semester.

So, maybe there really is something wrong with this position.

"Is there something the professor doesn't understand? I thought the professor had always lived his life with everything under control."

Engli's words were not sarcastic, but he was really curious about Ritas's affairs.

Rather, seeing the youngest professor of magic, it is hard for students and anyone else not to be curious about Ritas, the famous genius.

However, Engel had a lot of things on his shoulders in the past. So, let alone being curious about Ritas or approaching him, just being stared at by his particularly recognizable eyes would make him worry or even fearful that his identity and purpose would be discovered.

But now, Engri, who has lost everything and even his appearance has turned into a golden "ghost", has no more worries.

"Everything is impossible, at most only part of it. After all, no matter how well you control your own affairs, you cannot prevent unexpected events outside of yourself from affecting you. Unless you can truly cut off ties with everyone else in the world and just survive in a self-sufficient way. However, compared to before, I should be lacking in control and planning now."

Ritas seemed to be responding to Engri, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Now he has a big goal and several short-term goals.

As for the big goal, to put it simply, it is probably to prevent something as inexplicable as the destruction of the world from happening.

The short-term goal is to understand and investigate the four villain organizations and the forces such as the Star Mark Emblem.

However, just as he said, even if he knew exactly what he should do, he could not avoid some unexpected events and had to deal with them.

For example, the sudden disappearance of Her Royal Highness the Princess this time.

"But, there's nothing wrong with this. After all, if you self-righteously paint a predetermined future for yourself, the final result will probably be like a wild dog, being hit and killed by a speeding carriage on the roadside. Only people who are very ignorant of the world they live in and themselves will probably have the illusion that they can control everything."

In Ritas's impression, such arrogant people are basically dead, except for the tree witch who probably can't be killed.

For example, Malik Ezan and the so-called "Corpse". Of course, it also includes the "Iron Maiden".

"But student Engel still likes to call me 'Professor'."

Before the subject entered territory that Engel was doomed to fail to comprehend, Ritas changed tack.

For Ritas and those who know Ritas, "Professor" is a very convenient title. Otherwise, both sides would definitely have countless entanglements in how to address each other.

But even so, it does not mean that "professor" is not a title of respect.

"After all, I don't have any grudge against the professor."

Engel hesitated for a moment, then asked a question he thought he would never have the chance to ask again.

"My actions and my existence have caused a lot of trouble for the professor and for you guys."

As Engel asked the question, Ritas's expression showed a slight surprise.

It turns out that Engel had been maintaining that bad attitude of "ignore me, don't provoke me, don't talk to me, and treat me as if I don't exist" because he was struggling with these things in his heart.
"It was a bit of trouble, but not so much that I would have to bear a grudge against you. And it was through my pursuit of you that I came into contact with the 'People of the Stars'."

After hearing the word "People of the Stars", Engel's expression couldn't help but tense up a bit.

"Don't worry about it. There is no essential conflict of interest between me and the Star People, so we are currently planning to establish cooperation. I don't know whether this is good news or bad news for you."

Ritas didn't know what kind of feelings Engri had towards the "People of the Stars".

On the bright side, the "Star People" saved Engel's life after all. But on the bad side, Engel was subjected to cruel training in the Latras Breeding Center.

"In short, if I work a little harder, it might be difficult to get a high position, but in the short term I might be able to get a say in that organization around the third pick."

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Engel looked at his senior mentor in confusion, feeling that he was not joking.

"Besides, I also know the things related to your sister."

Ritas continued, and Engri's face changed into one of shock.

For a moment, Engel couldn't remember whether he had told these things to others.

"Since you're talking about your sister, do you know that the organization that took your sister away is called the 'Trickery Society'? The more active members of this organization are the top leaders of the 'Eight Plagues'. Malik Azan and the 'Terror Plague' that held you hostage are both one of the Eight Plagues? Moreover, each of the Eight Plagues specializes in different areas. There are shadows, black fog, and undead."

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Engel couldn't think of any words to say in response.

"It seems that you know nothing. You don't even know which disaster took your sister away. But if I remember correctly, you tried to kill Malik Azan directly, not to control him and get relevant information. Were you blinded by the flames of revenge?" Ritas continued to question these questions that Engel was destined not to answer.
"As an avenger, as an apprentice wizard, as a relative... no matter what you are, you are not qualified."

Ritas's judgment hit Engel's heart hard.
"As an apprentice wizard, there is no need to elaborate on the calmness you need to maintain at all times. If you really want to find your loved ones, or if you really want the enemy who destroyed your hometown to pay a corresponding or even higher price, shouldn't you have more courage, persistence, and strong will?"

"I have courage and determination!"

Engel shouted back angrily, as if he could no longer bear it.

"No, you don't have the awareness to achieve your long-cherished wish, you only have self-satisfaction. You are intoxicated by the fact that you rush towards the suspected enemy after seeing him. You have never considered the significance of such actions. You don't even understand what true revenge is. In my opinion, the only goal of an avenger is to destroy the enemy miserably. It doesn't even matter whether you achieve it with your own hands. Moreover, as long as you can achieve this goal, you will pay any price."

"For revenge, I can sell my soul to the devil! In order to live until the day I find my sister, I never give up even if I have to suck muddy water from the ground. Since you know nothing, just stay away."

"You have the awareness to sell your soul to the devil, but you don't have the courage to ask others for help?"

Ritas's words, which sounded particularly frivolous, suddenly stopped the momentum that Engel had built up.

"Let me tell you what I would do if I were you. I would think that my admission to Earls College is the biggest turning point in my life. And when I see that there is a classmate in my class who is kind-hearted, talented, and has a promising future, as well as a classmate who also wants to meddle in other people's business, I would tell others about my own affairs and use their sympathy to help myself. What's more, that college is full of extremely naive students who only have talents and family backgrounds. Moreover, my mission is to monitor a person who has special powers in his body and may be able to influence his organization in the future."

"I have so many cards in my hand that I can't put them all down. All I need to do is to put aside my shame in a 'smart' way and not be intoxicated by myself who has nothing but tragedy."

"What, this is difficult? Is it really difficult? Don't I have the obsession to bite off a piece of flesh from my enemies with my teeth even if my limbs are cut off? Compared to this, it's just a matter of revealing the scars in my heart, what on earth is that? Can I give up everything except my dignity? But I haven't lived with much dignity all along--"

"At the very least, I should accumulate my own strength in the academy and become a qualified wizard. After all, I can clearly feel myself getting stronger just by learning a few basic magics."

"Only in the most foolish of circumstances would I, like a moth, rush directly toward the blazing fire. Then, I would be moved and praise how great the moth is. No, I may not even be a moth."

"Because, at least, moths fly in swarms."

Under the continuous words of Ritas, whose tone was calm but the content was extremely sarcastic, Engri suddenly stood up, his face was ferocious and angry, and he clenched his fists.

And then finally it all turned into dejection.

On the ground of the World Tree Space.

Under the shadow of a giant mushroom, Engel sat dejectedly on a huge rock for a long time.

Even in his ghostly form, one could see the nail of Engri's index finger digging deep into the "flesh" of his face.

The professor's words made him feel piercing anger and pain.

However, he had to admit that when he stabbed Malik Azan with the dagger in his hand that night, he had indeed forgotten his sister. Moreover, he had never considered whether he could kill the other party, but just wanted to vent his anger.

"I'm not intoxicated by myself, I'm just stupid."

After enduring the excruciating pain in his heart, Engri, who seemed to have suddenly entered the next stage of his life, made a weak defense for himself, the volume of which was even weaker than that of Ritas in his weak state.

"How did you manage to sit on that rock, since objects will pass right through your current body?"

"Now is not the time to talk about this!"

Engel's voice became louder again.

"It's true. Professor, you are a stricter teacher than I thought."

With a long sigh, Engel's heart gradually calmed down.

Engel was somewhat thankful that he didn't have a physical body, otherwise he might have really been unable to resist and hit someone.
No, perhaps if he had a physical body, this professor who saw things very clearly might be more tactful.

"After being judged like that, you still talked to me. Is your self-esteem okay?"

There was still a hint of sarcasm in Ritas's words, but his attack power had obviously weakened.

"Didn't the professor just shred your self-esteem?"

"I won't tear your self-esteem apart, I will only tear your stupidity apart."

It seemed that Ritas had judged that his words had indeed taken effect, and gradually returned to his usual mode.

"Every student has his or her own ideas and future. So, I don't really care what the students will use what they have learned. However, I cannot accept that the students become stupid in my class."

Listening to Ritas's words, Engel noticed that what the professor cared about was not "stupidity" but "becoming stupid."

“Since you think you have more things to bear than others, then you need to learn more things. Even outside the classroom.”

After Ritas' words, there was silence again, and Engel finally could no longer feel his heart beating violently.

After struggling for a long time, Engel finally asked the last question that frequently appeared in his mind during his thinking during this period.

"So, if I could go back in time, if I had talked to the professor and asked for help, then the professor..."

"No one can tell the answer to 'what if'. So if you really want to know the answer, you might as well try it again now."

As Ritas turned his head slightly to look at him, Engri stared at his hands which had become translucent for a long time.

In the end, he just shook his head with a lonely look on his face.

(End of this chapter)