The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　Victoria stared wide-eyed at Ergani and whispered to her deskmate, "It's only been a few days, and Dark already has a new love interest?"

　The girl, however, didn't want to address the professor by his first name directly, so she whispered, "You're only arriving now, so you're probably a transfer student?"

　Victoria asked, "Our college can have transfer students?"

　The girl said, "Of course there are. I've even heard that a long time ago, there were transfer students from the Holy Church!"

　“The Holy Church?” Victoria exclaimed in surprise. “Isn’t there some kind of esoteric academy there? Why don’t they come to our academy instead of their own?”

　The girl said, "I don't know, I just heard it from others."

　Ergane was a new face after all, and Professor Sylph hadn't introduced her at the opening ceremony. Assuming she wasn't some new professor with a youthful appearance, the first-year students could only assume she was a transfer student.

　Those surrounding Jon and Joey were even more curious, asking about their relationship with Ergani.

　After all, Dark and Ergane looked like siblings standing on the podium.

　Since Jon and Joey are both from the Dimon family, they must know something, right?

　But Jon and Joey... actually want to know too!

　Jon was able to handle his classmates with relative ease.

　Joey, clutching a math workbook covered in scribbles, was rather irritable.

　Meanwhile, Anna and Angie were also filled with curiosity and whispering among themselves.

　The first-year students' excessive attention to Professor Dimon was thus partially drawn away by the newly arrived blonde girl.

　The atmosphere in the classroom eased slightly.

　As Dak placed the books and other items he had brought on the lectern, he whispered a few words to Ergani.

　At 7:55, after almost all the students had arrived, he patted the table and said to the students who had turned to look at him, "Good morning, everyone. As this is the first time we've met since the start of the new semester, I'm sure you all have a lot to say to me. Similarly, I have a lot to say to you as well."

　"Who wants to talk to you?" a student from the Knight Academy muttered on the spot, but he probably had a naturally loud voice, so his voice was a bit too loud.

　Ergane glanced at Dark, wanting to see how he would react.

　But Dark ignored him completely and continued, "I wasn't there at the opening ceremony, but I later heard that Principal Art had officially announced my appointment. To be honest, I didn't want this professorship in the first place, because it doesn't offer me any advancement."

　The whispers from the audience suddenly disappeared.

　Dark remained unfazed: "So, the first thing you need to understand is that I'm standing here not because I want to. Therefore, this professorship holds no sway over me. I can leave this position at any time. Now you should understand what I'm trying to say, right?"

　The students of St. Mary's College are not ordinary people, so they cannot be treated like ordinary people.

　Dak had already realized this when he was a teaching assistant last semester.

　Therefore, what he wanted to establish was not a professor with a great relationship with students, but a strict professor who could inspire awe in students.

　Ideally, one should be like Professor Hoddle Bode, so that no student dares to loiter around him after class!

　Of course, Darko wouldn't go to that extreme.

　One of the reasons he did this was to reduce trouble and better separate the identities of students and professors.

　Once the students know that he will not change in any way because of his promotion to full professor, they will naturally not slack off in his presence.

　Moreover, he was very clear that mathematics was actually a very boring subject for most people.

　But this course is exceptionally important, and no matter how boring it is, you have to persevere.

　During this semester, he plans to teach students how to apply mathematical research methods to the research of magical technology.

　As for whether the students will harbor resentment towards him because of this?

　He doesn't care at all.

　Seeing that the students were listening attentively, Dark continued, "Class will start in three minutes. Before we begin, I'd like to introduce you to my new teaching assistant."

　"Finally, it's time to introduce her..." The students in the audience quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

　Then someone suddenly noticed that Dark said "teaching assistant" instead of "transfer student," and everyone was immediately dumbfounded.

　Why is it that other people's math classes only have one professor, while their math classes always have two professors?

　Moreover, this teaching assistant doesn't seem like the type who can teach independently at all.

　In other words, there will be two people in every math class from now on?

　How can anyone slack off like that?

　Ergane stood beside Dark, perfectly upright, her face expressionless.

　But the voices of the students below the stage all entered her ears, were processed by her brain, and were clearly distinguished.

　The students probably never imagined that someone could remember every single good or bad thing they said...

　"Erganie," Dark raised his voice slightly and said to Erganie, "Is there anything you'd like to say to your classmates?"

　Ergani then said in a serious tone, "Hello everyone, I am Ergani, and I will be Professor Dimon's teaching assistant from now on."

　Dark: "Is there anything else?"

　Ergane shook her head.

　“Yes,” Dark added, “Erganie is the new teaching assistant, but her role is different from mine last semester. She’s more like my assistant. After all, you see, I’m still only a second-year student, and I have a lot to do outside of class, so it’s necessary to have an assistant. If you have any questions outside of class, you can come to my office to find our new teaching assistant. Also, she will be grading your assignments, so you’d better respect her.”

　For your own good, please show her more respect.

　Dark said, "That's settled then. Hopefully, we can get along as well as before in the new semester."

　He had barely finished speaking when the school bell rang.

　However, some students seemed to suddenly remember something when the bell rang, and their expressions became tense.

　Dark simply took out the roster, handed it to Ergani, and said, "The first class will begin with roll call. When your name is called, please stand up and shout 'Here!' loudly. This will help our teaching assistants get to know you more quickly."

　Ergani took the roster and began calling roll as planned.

　"Anna."

　"To!"

　"Angel."

　"To!"

　……

　With Anna and Angie setting a good example, the roll call went very smoothly.

　The students soon discovered that although Ergani had opened the roster, she hadn't looked down at it even once.

　Gradually, the observant students discovered a terrifying possibility—the teaching assistant in front of them had memorized every single name on the roster?

　Is it because of an exceptionally good memory, or did you put in a lot of hard work to memorize it?

　Regardless of the reason, it's enough to make people put away their contempt.

　……

　Soon, all the students had been counted.

　After Ergani matched all the students' faces with their names, she closed the roster and handed it to Dark.

　Dark took the roster and put it away, saying, "From now on, the first person on the left in the first row of each department will be responsible for collecting all the math problem sets from their respective departments within five minutes."

　Seeing the students below the stage visibly starting to stir, Dak added, "Whether it's written well or not, it has to be handed in."

　As a result, the students became even more restless.

　In this atmosphere, someone suddenly raised their hand and asked, "Professor, how come you forgot to bring it?"

　Dark glanced at him and said, "Then go back to your dorm to get it after the morning classes and bring it to my office before 2 p.m.

　As he spoke, he turned and wrote the office address on the blackboard: "The deadline is 2 p.m. If it's not delivered by then, don't bother bringing it."

　"Phew—" Some silly little thing let out a sigh of relief.

　Dark said casually, "Students who didn't send theirs will have 2,000 credits deducted, and their math grade for this academic year will be reduced by 40 points. I think you've never seen negative credits before, have you? Perhaps this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

　The audience fell silent.

　Dark said in his usual indifferent tone, "I want you to remember one thing: completing your homework is a student's job. If you don't want to do your work, then you don't need to come to work. Four minutes left."

　As soon as he finished speaking, the students below the stage quickly sped up, passing math workbooks to the front, all the way to the first row, where the students in the first row organized them and carried them to the podium.

　The problem sets submitted by more than 160 students from the four departments were piled up into four small mountains on the podium.

　To be honest, Dark hadn't originally planned to waste time on these problem sets. But now that he had such a useful assistant as the "God of Wisdom," he naturally wanted to make good use of it.

　Afterwards, he would create a reward and punishment table based on each person's homework completion.

　Those who complete their assignments well will naturally receive academic credits.

　If the assignment is not completed well, a certain number of credits will be deducted.

　If it's not finished, then of course more will be deducted.

　But of course, it won't be as many as 2000 credits.

　Ultimately, he wasn't really a demon.

　Collecting homework is merely a small measure to establish authority.

　If effective, it can help students refocus more quickly and recognize their identity as students.

　……

　Next, Dak began his formal lessons.

　Unlike regular classes, in today's lesson, whenever there was a problem that needed to be explained, he would have Ergani solve it on the spot, and then analyze it.

　Occasionally, the two would interact a little, in any case, they couldn't let her just stand there.

　By the end of the lesson, the first-year students had finally gotten to know the new teaching assistant. Of course, they also experienced firsthand the assistant's terrifyingly sharp eyesight.

　Almost every student who wants to slack off will suddenly feel a chill run down their spine just as they start moving.

　Then he suddenly looked up and saw Ergane's eyes.

　Although her eyes were beautiful and captivating, seeing them back then was truly a case of beauty freezing cold.

　That was absolutely terrifying, enough to send chills down your spine.

　The thought of having a teaching assistant like that in the second year made Dak feel a deep sense of empathy—though he didn't show it in class, he just silently sympathized.

　……

　After the bell rang, Dark handed over the four small mountains of exercise books to Ergane.

　Ergane summoned her familiar, the "Serpent of Wisdom," which coiled its upper body into a circle in an extremely strange posture and crawled forward with the exercise book on its back.

　Dark accompanied her for a while before they parted ways at a fork in the road, heading towards the "History of Magic" classroom.

　Ergani continued forward to Dark's office, where she entered and began to complete her work.

　She didn't complain at all, and as soon as she sat down, she began to grade the homework.

　Dark did not give her an answer.

　She also lacked the concept of "workbooks with answers".

　In short, once you open it, you get to work.

　From initially needing a little time to think about the answer to the question, to later being able to solve the answer almost at a glance, the "God of Wisdom" only spent less than half an hour.

　After that, she continued to grade homework, like a human-shaped automatic grading machine, quickly finishing a workbook.

　Moreover, she didn't need to go back and count the number of wrong answers in that workbook at all; everything was already imprinted in her mind when it was graded.

　See Weizhi book.

　This is the "god of wisdom".

　……

　Therefore, when Dark finished his "History of Magic" class and came to his office, he found that one of the four hills was suddenly missing.

　He turned his gaze and then spotted the small hill that had already been corrected on the other side.

　"The efficiency is alright," Dark said expressionlessly.

　Ergani put down her pen for a moment, looked up and said, "These students' assignments are very interesting. They always make mistakes in unexpected places. Just when I think there is no other possibility, they always bring me new surprises."

　You're surprised by how stupid I am, aren't you?