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Chapter 32.
The Classroom Is Really Nice
The central lobby of Haven.
This was the place where everything about Haven was posted — from bulletin boards to the current situation, grade rankings, lecture announcements, community news, and more. Naturally, there were always many people here.
Right now, many students stood there with their mouths agape. It was all because of the lecture announcement.
What is this?!”
“Professor Lindsay’s lecture on Healing has changed its schedule!”
“Why at such a time?”
“…Wait a second. Isn’t this the same time as Professor Ruin’s Healing lecture?”
“What?!”
A scream echoed throughout Haven. The magical creatures called “Frix,” who fly around delivering news, were also in chaos.
The paper airplanes that flew busily like planes transformed into various shapes to deliver the news to their owners.
[Professor Lindsay Grens’s ‘Healing: Popular Treatment Methods’ lecture time changed! Changed!]
[Changed from 2 PM to 9 AM!]
[It overlaps with Professor Ruin Wayne’s ‘Healing: Unpopular Treatment Methods’! One of them has to give way!]
The students who received the news were dumbfounded.
“What? The same time?”
“Ah, I couldn’t register for Demon Hunting this time, so I was planning to take Professor Wayne’s. But now, I can’t!”
“Doesn’t Professor Lindsay usually not have morning classes? What’s going on?”
“This must be Lindsay trying to mess with Professor Ruin.”
“She’s basically telling us not to take Wayne’s class. Damn it.”
Complaints burst out among the students.
There were many who wanted to take the famous Professor Ruin Wayne’s class — after all, he was the one who had forced Goldmoon to submit.
But what could they do even if they wanted to take it?
“Professor Lindsay’s is a major course, and Professor Ruin’s is an elective…”
The difference was huge — 3 credits vs. 1 credit. The choice was obvious.
“As expected, I should take Professor Lindsay’s class here…”
Meanwhile, this news also reached Ruin.
“Professor! What should we do?”
Assistant Lily rushed into the Demon Hunting lecture room. Inside the large classroom sat its owner, reading a book.
The place was like a vintage black diamond, with weapons adorning the walls, birdcages, and a blood-red carpet flowing in between.
In that setting, the figure of a bandaged man, lit only by candlelight, looked utterly grotesque.
Assistant Lily hurried to the front row where Ruin was.
“Professor! Professor!”
“If you call me three times, I’ll tear your mouth.”
“Ah, sorry! But what do we do? The students who signed up for Healing are moving over to Professor Lindsay’s class!”
Despite the disruption caused by the Healing professor, thanks to the “voluntary” participation of the cute students, the unpopular Healing lecture also had many attendees. The number of students was even close to that of the top Healing professor Lindsay.
But still, an elective can’t beat a major. Because the credits are higher.
“If the date and time are the same, they’ll go to that class…!”
Just then.
The real culprit burst into the Demon Hunting lecture room.
Bang!
“Do you get it now?”
A woman in her thirties appeared, bursting open the sturdy door. The smart-looking blonde woman strode confidently toward Ruin.
Third-year Goldmoon students, who were there even without class to see Ruin, murmured curiously.
“Isn’t that Lindsay?”
“Looks like Professor Ruin got mad because Lindsay was trying to steal his classroom…?”
“Lindsay’s usually stingy and never lends her classroom to other professors.”
“Usually people back down when pressured, but our Professor Ruin isn’t giving up and wants that classroom.”
“Haha, why wouldn’t Lindsay lend it? Is she hiding a honey pot?”
“No idea. Maybe there’s some under-the-table money involved.”
Before the words could finish, a piece of chalk flew and hit a student’s forehead.
“Ugh!”
The student fell backward. Lindsay was the one who threw the chalk. Ruin raised an eyebrow.
Soon Lindsay slammed the classroom door roughly and looked at Ruin.
“Even with dirty tricks, you can’t beat a major! An elective, where do you get off!”
It seemed Ruin’s mobilization of his students had angered her.
“Threatening students to force them to take your Healing lecture.”
“It’s not a threat, it’s a recommendation.”
Students eavesdropping outside fell silent.
Recommendation… yes.
Recommendation, right…?
Dozens of eyeballs rolled around.
‘Of course, that’s only for non-majors, but I wonder how great Healing really is.’
Half of it was a threat, but honestly, some students were curious enough to listen.
But Lindsay looked at Ruin with disdain as if he were ridiculous. It was no coincidence she moved her class to the exact same time as his.
“Got it? Mine’s such a popular class even non-majors come. If the times overlap, no one will go to ‘Unpopular Healing.’ Prepare for that course to be canceled again.”
But then.
“P-Professor Lindsay!”
Lindsay’s assistant came inside, glancing around nervously. A male assistant who seemed to have come to fetch her whispered that she had to leave immediately.
“Professor, this is serious…!”
Lindsay’s eyes sharpened.
“What now?”
“You have to come quickly! There have been mass inquiries about course cancellations!”
“What did you say?”
Course cancellations? What’s going on?
Just as Lindsay was flustered, a light laugh pierced her ears.
It was Ruin, who smiled somewhat mischievously.
“Yes. Indeed, your ‘Healing’ is so popular even non-majors attend. But—”
Ruin’s eyes narrowed.
“My ‘Demon Hunting’ is a course all students must take.”
“!”
“Though there was an issue with the ‘Professor Expulsion’ incident, Demon Hunting is a required graduation subject at Haven. Unlike some random lecture.”
W-What?
“What I mean is…”
Ruin snapped his book shut.
At that moment, Frixes began to ring out everywhere.
[Demon Hunting additional news!]
[If you take <Healing: Unpopular Treatment Methods>, you automatically pass the <Demon Hunting> midterm!]
[No matter how you look at it, <Demon Hunting> is the better deal!]
[Students skipping <Healing: Unpopular Treatment Methods> are certified suckers!]
Lindsay’s face turned pale as she heard the Frix announcements.
What was going on?
“Pass the Demon Hunting midterm just by signing up?”
Is this guy crazy?
An uproar echoed down the hall, like a wave of cheers flooding in.
“Hey, did you hear?”
“Heard!”
“You just have to enroll to pass the Demon Hunting midterm!”
“Damn, but isn’t dropping Lindsay’s class to take the unpopular Healing a gamble?”
“What are you talking about? Demon Hunting is a major subject! A required 5-credit course! How can Healing compare?”
“There are lots of courses that can replace Lindsay anyway.”
“That’s true!”
Since the door was wide open, Lindsay clearly heard those voices and paled.
Ruin smirked cynically after hearing the same.
“Now, assigned at the same date and time — who do you think loses out?”
Lindsay trembled with rage.
“Ruin Wayne!”
Is she really going to be this petty and mean?
But she soon calmed herself. Honestly, she was the one who started this childish quarrel. Regaining her composure, she laughed dismissively.
“Professor Wayne, do you think the students are fools?”
“Not fools, but idiots.”
…Professor.
The students quietly shed tears.
Lindsay seemed to warn them not to underestimate the students.
“Students aren’t bats who just chase after worthless perks. They are earnest learners who carefully choose their professors based on a burning passion for scholarship.”
No… the perks matter more.
The third-year Goldmoon students rubbed their faces.
“Ruin, that demon who told us to jump off the roof definitely won’t give an easy midterm…”
“No clue what kind of test he’ll give, damn…”
“But since he passes everyone no matter what, we have to catch this chance! This is an opportunity!”
“Anyway, Professor Wayne, you must be just another academic scholar majoring in Healing.”
Lindsay was the top professor in the Healing field. She was confident in her skills, but the real reason she acted like this was to wear down the opponent.
Usually, other professors would give up by now. Ruin would surely back down too.
“It’s only a classroom after all!”
A new professor making an enemy out of a well-established scholar was no good.
“Got it? So stop with the tricks and compete with skill.”
Yeah, so she’d probably calm down now…
But Ruin let out a blatant snicker.
Skill, huh.”
The cold laughter chilled her spine. Ruin’s eyes mocked.
“I think the princess joined my lecture because of that ‘skill.’”
“Ugh!”
Lindsay bit her lip as if remembering something she wanted to forget.
The princess had been the first to say she’d move to Professor Wayne’s class if it was at the same time. Lindsay had been thrown off and confronted the princess.
“Why? Wasn’t the princess sincere about Healing?”
“Exactly.”
“W-What does that mean?!”
“Can Professor Lindsay cure ‘Morphing Skin Syndrome’?”
“If it were curable, it wouldn’t be called an incurable disease.”
“Exactly.”“…!”
She was even more furious because of that.
The so-called “Golden Generation” were important to professors. They were future “specials,” and their mentors gained immense honor, status, and rewards for raising top-tier heroes.
It was like, “If the disciple is that good, how amazing must the master be!”
“In that sense, the princess is an important asset.”
But she chose that bandaged guy? It meant she was worse than that bandaged man!
Lindsay’s eyes sparked with fury as she reached out and roughly tore at Ruin’s bandages.
Rip!
“Ahhh!”
“Professor!”
Students spying were shocked. Assistant Lily pulled Lindsay away, bewildered at what she was doing.
But it was too late. The bandages came off in her hand, revealing Ruin’s face.
“Gasp!”
The students held their breath. It felt like their breath was stolen by the grotesque skin visible through the bandages.
“So that’s what he looks like?”
You could understand why he tried to hide it. They even felt sorry for their curiosity.
“Wait, the princess said he was handsome after seeing that…?”
“Her aesthetic sense is… questionable.”
Lindsay looked at his face with disgust.
“You said ‘Morphing Skin Syndrome’? You can cure that ugly incurable disease?”
Ruin smiled, leaning back in his chair, as if on purpose revealing the bandages.
“Not fully developed yet, but I created a cure. It’ll be completed soon.”
Lindsay was struck by the confidence in that smile.
The students’ reactions helped too.
“!!!”
“You developed a cure for an incurable disease? Professor Wayne himself?”
“Hey, if he really cured an incurable disease, shouldn’t he be head of the Healing Department?”
“Are you kidding? He’d be the chief professor…”
“Huh? Has there ever been a chief professor from Healing?”
“But still, that disease is something else.”
Whispering voices made Lindsay bite her lip.
Being a hero in the Healing field, she knew well. Ruin Wayne was ignored by the Healing community because he couldn’t publish a proper paper…
“Then prove it with a public lecture!”
What?
The students looked at her in surprise.
“Why? I’m curious how amazing your unpopular Healing class is that it lets you automatically pass the Demon Hunting midterm. If it’s really that good, prove it. Otherwise… it’s unfair favoritism and corruption! Other professors and even the dean wouldn’t accept that!”
The students quietly nodded.
Well… that was true.
Honestly, Ruin’s greed went too far this time…
“Then just increase the difficulty of the Healing lecture.
…What?
“Fine. There’s a Healing class tomorrow, so prove it then.”
“Fine. I’ll show you hell-level difficulty with my advanced healing methods.”
What?!
The students turned pale.
Wait. They tried to get the perks but ended up worse off.
The students quietly stood up, starting to head toward the administration office.
“Hurry up and cancel the registration…”
“Oh, by the way, we won’t allow cancellations for those who already signed up, so keep that in mind.”
…Wait a minute!
Professor? Isn’t this lecture fraud?
