First Move, Checkmate: How Will You Respond?

The man in front of him calmly said his name and surname, leaving Professor Devon staring blankly at the door, swallowing his saliva.

“Vi… Victor? How did you come back?”

He knew the Royal Family had acquitted Victor, which meant Victor had not died.

Although somewhat guilty, he thought about how he had obtained this class through legitimate means, and couldn’t help but gain some confidence.

“What’s the matter, Victor?”

“Don’t you know that the Dean has already issued a notice? I have taken over this class.”

He deliberately mentioned the Dean’s name, looking triumphantly at Victor.

Professor Devon felt that even if Victor was arrogant, he wouldn’t dare to make a scene at the Dean’s office. After all, they were now at the academy, not on Victor’s territory.

So, he deliberately said,

“Victor, remember your status. You are just a Third Order Mage.”

Victor remained expressionless.

Due to the deliberate concealment of the Royal Family, the fact that Victor had prevented a volcanic eruption was not widely publicized.

News of a natural disaster could easily cause panic among the public.

So, this matter was only circulated among a few nobles of the Royal Family.

The official explanation was simply that Victor was innocent, and he had nothing to do with the volcano.

Under such public opinion, except for the mages present at the time, few people knew that Victor was now a Fourth Order Mage.

The Devon Raser in front of him, of course, was also one of those left in the dark.

“About you taking my class, I will reapply to the Dean afterwards.”

Upon hearing this, the students below brightened up, their hearts all echoed the same voice,

“Finally, we don’t have to listen to this pig’s lectures!”

“His lectures are really boring, and he can even teach wrong. Did he pour water into his brain?”

“Let Devon teach? Don’t make me laugh! Even I can do better!”

In the minds of these excellent students, the difference between Devon and Victor was as vast as between dog shit and a masterpiece!

Professor Devon’s face showed difficulty, and he snorted resentfully.

He was able to snatch this class thanks to Victor’s ‘disappearance’.

And now that Victor was back, this class would naturally be handed over to Victor, who was one rank higher.

There was nothing Devon could do to stop Victor now.

Victor held up two fingers in front of him.

“So, the second thing.”

“When I left, I asked my teaching assistant to take over my class.”

“Where is she now?”

At this point, Devon showed a triumphant look.

“Oh? You mean your dirty teaching assistant?”

“Even a refugee is better than that disgusting bug, and she’s also qualified to teach and educate? Hahaha! Don’t make me laugh!”

“As a professor, I have the right to give orders to the assistant when you’re not at the academy.”

“What’s the matter? I fired her, do you have any objections…”

Boom!

Victor’s coat instantly lit up with a bright red light, sweeping across the entire classroom.

A strong sense of heat erupted, and the temperature in the classroom rose sharply.

Even the corridor felt the heat.

An astonishingly large Lava Giant Hand instantly gripped Devon’s neck, lifting him into mid-air.

It was as if a pig was being hoisted up for roasting.

The students in the classroom all stayed in place, not knowing how to react.

The water in the cups also started to sizzle.

This was the second time they saw Victor make a move.

This time, the opponent was a mage with the same professor title.

What did they see?

Professor Victor, just in one move, had made Professor Devon unable to move…

This was simply…

“Too cool!”

A student suddenly exclaimed, then quickly closed his mouth and lowered his head, realizing the environment around him seemed a bit off.

However, Victor, who was in front, didn’t react. Instead, the students around all nodded at the exclaiming student with approving expressions.

Professor Devon was struggling desperately, trying to pry open the lava with his chubby hands, but all in vain.

Suffocating. He was about to suffocate.

A strong sense of panic instantly surged into Professor Devon’s brain.

Like a fat pig about to be slaughtered, he frantically struggled, violently slapping the Lava Giant Hand, completely disregarding how his hands were being scorched red.

Just as he was about to pass out, Victor let go.

Professor Devon lay on the ground, gasping for air, his face drenched in sweat. He looked up fearfully at Victor and yelled:

“Victor! You dare, dare to intentionally hurt people in the academy!”

“Do you dare to kill me?”

A bloody hue flashed in Victor’s eyes, and the Lava Giant Hand instantly grew more than twice as thick.

“Why, do you think I don’t dare?”

The giant hand gradually approached Professor Devon, the scorching temperature made him feel like the air he was breathing was about to tear his lungs apart.

The sweat that rolled down his forehead couldn’t be distinguished whether it was from fear or heat.

The Lava Giant Hand grabbed Professor Devon’s collar, and Victor brought him directly in front of himself, his tone chilling.

“Now, I won’t kill you.”

“I hope, the truth that I see, can save your life.”

A foul smell came, Victor looked at Devon’s now dry and wrinkled crotch.

Whoosh!

A flame instantly rose from his crotch, and Devin let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

His… thing, was burnt.

Under this immense pain, Devon finally passed out.

All the students shivered, especially the many male students.

Behind Victor, the giant hand was holding Professor Devon, as if dragging a dead pig.

Before leaving the classroom, he turned around and coldly said:

“This lesson, self-study.”

“Yes, Professor Victor!”

The voices in the classroom echoed in unison.

Victor walked in the academy, the giant hand behind him still holding Professor Devon.

He wandered aimlessly on the campus, as if publicly executing Professor Devon.

Wherever he went, people would take an extra look at him.

After all, walking in the academy in such a manner, would always be eye-catching, no matter when.

There were plenty of students without classes at this time, they all watched this scene, then quickly lowered their heads, afraid that Victor would notice them peeking.

“Damn! What is that giant hand behind Professor Victor? It’s so freaking cool.”

They almost forgot, the fat man being lifted was Professor Devon, who ruthlessly humiliated a small assistant teacher here yesterday.

Of course, they wouldn’t remember.

No one would care about a small assistant teacher.

Even if what happened yesterday, it would only become their after-dinner conversation.

They pull it out to chat when they’re bored.

Discussing how pitiful the dismissed assistant teacher was, what was he humiliated into.

Then casually remark how they themselves, perhaps, wouldn’t want to live in this country anymore.

Victor walked for about half an hour, almost strolling half of the academy.

In the air, a voice came.

‘Professor Victor, you’ve crossed the line.’

The magical ripples in the air, made Victor understand clearly.

This was the principal’s Natural Sparrow.

The principal communicated with Victor through the Natural Sparrow.

Victor did not continue the conversation. Instead, he established a magical link in the air through the contrast of magical ripples, proactively connecting it to the “Natural Sparrow”.

‘This is his deserved punishment.’

‘I respect you, Dean. So, please, do not interfere with my actions.’

The ripples in the air remained silent for a long time.

Because Victor’s intricate maneuver alone made the Dean instantly realize.

Victor had detected the “Natural Sparrow”.

‘A 29-year-old…Saint Mage?’

‘Mr. Victor. You have indeed surprised me.’

The ripples of the Natural Sparrow slowly dissipated.

‘I understand what you want to know, the Natural Sparrow has seen everything for us.’

‘Then, please allow me to request again, please do not get angry, do not vent your anger on the innocent students.’

‘If you are prepared, please come to the Dean’s office.’

The ripples in the air returned to tranquility.

Veega glanced at Victor.

“You knew all along that the old man would come to you, didn’t you?”

“You deliberately used this method, just to find out from the old man about the girl’s whereabouts.”

Victor did not respond to him, but continued to carry Devin toward the Dean’s office.

“What would you do if you saw something that angered you?”

Victor glanced at the fainting Devin behind him, and a trace of murderous intent rose in his calm eyes.

“Good, I like your approach.”

“Let’s go, I’m also interested, what exactly did this fat pig do?”