I Became a Demon Professor at the Academy - I Became a Demon Professor at the Academy chapter 128

128 – Regita – 10

With the exception of Sariel and Jekyel, all you have to do is stomp in front of the workshop. Those who watched the situation from the outside began to stir up their own speculations.

Sariel is a great man who can be called ‘the best’ in the field of weapon production.

Will she savagely slash Jekiel, or will she craft a weapon?

Still, I would like you to make it. It was the real Jekiel, without a doubt, that she entered the workshop with Sariel.

If Sariel could create her weapon again, how powerful would she be? She couldn’t let go of all the strange excitement.

“What the hell are you doubting… Alcohol is also a problem.”

Demery muttered incredulously. Ruin received a muttering that almost sounded like talking to himself.

“It’s probably Jekiel-sama.”

“What does Jekiel look like? Is that really Jekiel-sama? No matter what you look like, you are Zekiel-sama after all.”

“Perhaps, the appearance is not the present appearance, but the appearance at the time.”

“What was it like at the time?”

The gazes of Regita and DeMerry turn to Ruin. Of course, Regita seemed to stare without thinking.

“Yes. So, Sariel-sama remembers how it looked at the time.”

At some point, Ruin was staring at the door of her studio with her hands neatly folded. She continues her words

“As if a moment of time is captured in a photograph. Sariel-nim must have the image of Zekiel-nim in her heart. I don’t know what the hell happened… “

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In the meantime, Jekiel and Sariel were in the studio.

Jekiel examined every nook and cranny of the studio.

Considering the magical energy that it responds to, it’s obvious that it’s great equipment, but it has not been used for a very long time. The piled up dust was proof of that.

Sariel didn’t even seem to want to clean up the dust.

I just sat down on one of the chairs and fiddled with the ermethylene that Jekiel gave me.

“Hey, this is really Ermethylene. Should I say that a curious mind precedes a happy one?”

“Isn’t it a very precious material for Sariel-sama?”

“Is that so?”

Sariel pressed her temples with her fingers a few times to see if she was still drunk.

Poof, poof, as if handling a toy, toss ermethylene into the air a few times and catch it. On the outside, he was Jekyll, who had a calm expression on his face, but he was uneasy on the inside.

‘Is it okay as it is?’

In her original work, she is almost a supporting character, but things have changed a lot since I saved Charlotte in this world.

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Now, she plays a very important pivotal role, but if she blows up Ermethylene…

However, Sariel acted without hesitation, as if he had no interest in Jekiel’s thoughts. She asks my Kiel, she just asks one question.

“Does she still think she is my Kiel?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s check it now.”

Sariel put down her ermethylene and picked up a hammer in the far corner.

An ordinary hammer that was big enough to hold in one hand and didn’t look very elegant. That hammer covered in rust…

Let’s hit the anvil just once with that.

Kaang—!

A wave was created from the simple act of metal colliding with metal, and the ruptured mana shook the entire workshop.

‘What.’

The road on which Sariel and Zekiel stepped was already overturned viciously. The dust had long since disappeared.

Zekiel and Sariel were no longer in the workshop. After standing for a while in the void, not knowing what to stand on—

Things change once again. When I came to my senses, it was a dull stone floor.

The sound of footsteps resounding in a dark and somber space. Sariel quietly crossed her arms, and Jekyll was aware of the situation.

I know what this place is.

‘Is it a prison in the demon realm?’

I don’t know what principle they came in, but Sariel and Jekiel were clearly observing the prison of the demon realm.

“Jekiel!”

In the meantime, someone calls the man’s name in a shrill voice.

The voice is very familiar, but at the same time unfamiliar. It’s so cool, and for some reason, it’s lonely and lonely.

“Jekiel!”

It was only after his name was called once more that Jekiel was able to find the source of the voice.

Christine.

She was shouting my name, Kiehl’s, with both of her arms held.

However, I felt quite a sense of incongruity.

Christine screaming like that was more like a girl than a woman, and it was also because she wasn’t looking at him while she was shouting his name.

Ah, yes. To be precise, there was one more Jekiel.

In the same way that Christine takes on the appearance of a young girl, Jekiel, who has a slightly youthful face, just watches Christine being taken into prison with an expressionless expression.

“I see, is it a record of the day Christine was imprisoned?”

“Right.”

Sariel nodded her head.

“What I quench and weave is not limited to materials for making weapons. It is quite possible to refine and show a specific moment of the past like material.”

“Really.”

The reason she was obsessed with her ‘her moment’ was not simply because of her temperament, but rather it was directly related to her own unique ability.

“She claimed to be my Kiel, but it seems that her magical power itself has some roots.”

Sariel points to each one of her surroundings. The torches in the prison, the ceiling, the floor, the bars, etc.

“It is my ability to vividly refine and show these things one by one, but to see them, a tremendous amount of magical power is required on the part of the viewer.”

“It’s worth it.”

“I see. She thought she would pass out as soon as she entered. No, she was exactly trying to make me pass out. Your mana is amazing.”

After talking that far, Sariel grabbed her hammer once again. An anvil was also placed at her feet.

Kaaang—!

The scene changes once more.

Soon, a darker space than anywhere else is revealed. However, the vampire’s eyes rather gain brightness in the dark.

What catches my eye is Jekiel. And the demon king.

The demon king tilts his head and asks Jekiel from the past.

“…What did you do?”

Jekiel answers in a cautious voice.

“Christine. It has been confirmed that the Kiss and Glory family is involved in several corruption cases. I disposed of it in advance so that it would not adversely affect the Demon King.”

“Christine must be your fiancé.”

“She is just a criminal.”

“Ooh, criminal.”

Despite the usual happy news, the demon king’s expression did not brighten.

Of course, no one can see his face, which means that no brightening aura has been found.

The current Zekiel is lost in thought.

Consider the reason why Jekiel put Christine in prison in the past, why the demon king is not happy, and what justification might be attached to his actions.

The demon king asked quietly.

“You are cocky. Why are you lying to me?”

“What lies are you talking about?”

“You did not send Christine to prison for my sake.”

“Then why do you think I sent Christine to prison?”

Tuk, tuk, tuk.

The demon king, who was sitting on the throne, tapped his armrest with his fingernails as if he was uncomfortable. Whenever he taps lightly, mana explodes in all directions.

However, even in the midst of such mayhem, Jekiel does not lose his dignity and dignity.

I just wait for the next story of the demon king.

“I liked Christine for her. She wanted to get her hands on Christine. That interest seems to have been read to you.”

Jekiel from the past ponders for a moment.

Anyway, further lies are meaningless.

“Yes. She would be lying if she said she didn’t notice.”

“So, did you put Christine in the demon realm’s prison?”

Jekyll nods his head.

The prison of the Demon Realm is literally a space that makes everything close to nothing for a while. Once thrown in, it is difficult for even the Demon King to intervene for a set period of time.

It is a natural procedure. It is a space created by the demon king with power that even he himself cannot control.

The devil’s planting is still uncomfortable. However, it seems that he has a shallow interest in this situation. I ask Jekyll.

“You’ve taken the fun out of me. Of course, you have to bring that much fun to save your life. And Christine will be fine.”

Waiting for Zekiel’s next move — time stops.

Precisely, Sariel stopped projecting the past. After stopping retracing the past, Sariel asks Jekiel in the present.

“If you really are Jekyel.”

One step. Two steps. She approaches the current Zekiel.

“Show me what you did at the time and how you feel. Then I will truly admit that you are Zekiel.”