I Became a Demon Professor at the Academy - Chapter 131



131 – Regita – 13

Injects magic.

I pushed it with the thought of pushing away all the demonic dragon’s magical power inside Regita’s body.

“Whoa.”

Heavy aura grips my legs, high temperature burns my skin as mana collides with each other, and the more I push in, the more my vision gets dizzy.

From nob le mt l dot com

Nevertheless, there is work to be done.

Inject vitality once or twice, with consistent breathing and consistent rhythm.

‘What magic… ‘

Even after being possessed, he did not neglect training, so he was confident that he would not be defeated by anyone in terms of magic power.

I also thought that such confidence was certainly not groundless arrogance. Didn’t he actually overcome the numerous difficulties he had been through so far?

But now, the magical powers within Regita’s body were so assertive that they pushed back Zekiel’s magical powers.

‘It’s not easy.’

I wonder if this is the difference between races?

But…

“Jekiel! Cheer up! Strength!”

“Please… I hope you succeed.”

Seeing Demeri and Louin cheering with innocent eyes, I didn’t feel like giving up at all. Besides, isn’t Sariel doing her best too?

‘Anyway, Regita.’

If everything goes well, this value will be doubled. I briefly thought about it, but soon it was blown away by the heat of the furnace.

False—!

I only mixed a little bit of miscellaneous thoughts, but my magic radiates out in all directions. This phenomenon, close to a natural disaster, does not even allow me to catch my breath.

‘Then I’ll focus.’

Fire with enthusiasm. The burning and burning heart and strong will finally break the frame of limits and go beyond the limit.

Injects the purest and purest vampire’s unique magic.

It is the simplest, but to reach the root… To borrow someone’s expression, it is pushed in an inefficient way to the point of being ignorant.

I can’t help it.

Because demon dragons are a race where strength and ignorance coexist.

My flow, which imitated that ignorance flawlessly, runs through Regita’s body and pushes her magic power. Finally, a beautiful miracle is realized.

—!

There is no sound, but the momentum is great. Looking up, I saw the flames spewing out of the brazier, creating a single column.

“Huh! Done!”

Demery exclaimed in delight. Sariel also seemed to be excited by the heat of looking at it for the first time in a long time.

“I need to get a frame.”

Muttering like that and the act of bringing a frame happen almost simultaneously. As Sariel strikes the hammer on the anvil, numerous frames are placed neatly in front of the furnace.

“Should I stick it a little tighter… “

Kang, kang, kang, hit the hammer a few more times to finely adjust the distance and height of the furnace.

The eyes of Sariel, who kept muttering something, were filled with passion, and a fever close to madness.

“Now let’s start!”

Sariel put on his special safety glasses and stabbed the bottom of the brazier with an iron rod that could almost be considered a spear.

A single blow.

Koo-wook!

There is no error in that blow. The lower part of the furnace was pierced, and white molten iron like snow began to flow out.

“Wow… “

“Oh my God. Oh my god. Look at the color.”

Demery and Louin, who were watching, exclaimed. Even Regita looked at the molten iron with her signature crosshair shining.

“Feels… Strange… “

Regitta seems to be opening and closing her palms for no reason.

The body responds to the molten iron that sparks. The melted Ermethylene had been interacting with its master since the beginning of time.

It seemed like white flames were flowing along the long hanging frame.

What appeared was a field of pure white snow, but the heat was greater than anything else. Even though DeMerry and Louin stayed away, they put on a screen to avoid burning their faces.

Whiriririk.

The sight of Sariel scraping molten metal is almost art. If only this heat could be done, she would like to see it right in front of her nose.

“Now I just need to cool it down.”

From nob le mt l dot com

Next to Sariel, who nods her head, De Merry adds a few words.

“The amount is not that great, right? A great sword is made with this… ?”

“Making all parts with Ermethylene is not necessarily the way to make a great sword. It’s much better to combine several of the top ingredients. I will take care of that.”

“Ah, that’s it.”

Demery nodded as if the question had been resolved.

“A great sword? Great sword… ?”

Regita reacted to the word greatsword even when her mind went back and forth. She nodded her head with an innocent childlike expression.

Even when she first met Sariel, she was no more or less than an old and weak woman who depended on alcohol, but soon everyone recognized that she was an excellent craftsman.

“It’s beautiful… really beautiful… “

When molten iron cools down, it becomes black and rough. Even the smell was not very pleasant, but even the appearance of the cooling Ermethylene was noble.

Should I say that it freezes as clear and clean as snow? That level of expression was barely enough to explain.

“You brought this to me and it is this clear. If I had gone elsewhere, only Ermethylene would have gone bad.”

Sariel said, putting his strength on her shoulder.

Everyone nodded her head heartily. Sariel’s words were the truth itself without the slightest hint of bluff.

“It will cool down in ten minutes. Ermethylene itself has a cold nature, so it is difficult to melt it, but it is very easy to harden it again.”

“Then my assistance will end here.”

My kiel straightened her and ran her hair back.

It was extremely difficult to shove her mana into Regita’s body. If you ask me to do it twice, I might be able to do it, but… To be honest, she doesn’t want to do it again.

But Sariel tilts her head.

“Why does secondary end here? Absolutely not.”

“…Yes?”

When Jekiel asks back with a slightly puzzled expression, Sariel looks even more embarrassed.

“This is the sword Regita will use. Then, the owner has to cut it to the right size. You said Ermethylene is a material that goes with the owner from the process to the result?”

“……”

“You don’t have to worry about the size because I’ll mark it for you. Cutting is now entirely up to you. Huh.”

“Ah.”

Jekiel felt his temples tremble and ache.

Regitta needs to be cut?

That one?

But it’s a situation where Regita can’t cut it. If he insisted on cutting it, it would only mean that he needed Zekiel’s power again.

In the end, it is said that Jekiel has to cut it.

Jekiel asks again in a calm voice.

“Is it the same for hardening and hammering?”

“Of course not.”

I’ve already started feeling dizzy. How difficult is it to cut hardened ermethylene? Even if you can’t, it’s the same material as Thanatos.

Even the thickness is enormous. In fact, it was thicker than Zekiel’s forearm.

Sariel began to leave traces of mana on Ermethylene with an expression saying, ‘It’s none of my business after this.’

Looking at the elongated, pure white Ermethylene now makes me feel afraid. She doesn’t know how much more magic power to put in.

“Regitta.”

“Yes?”

I called Regita for no reason. It was a light thought that maybe Regita could do the cutting herself.

However, that was also a false expectation.

“Uh, uh, uh, no!”

“aaah! Zekiel-sama isn’t like this either!”

Jekiel let out a deep sigh and grabbed Regita. She gave me a sword just in case, but she is going to break it out of anger.

“I can’t help it.”

Jekiel stands behind her regitta, and puts his chest on her back as if gently hugging her. Then she places her own hand over her hand that holds her sword.

Oh my gosh, DeMerry and Louin shouted at the same time, but none of that matters now.

“Yes… ?”

Even Regita seemed a little taken aback by this act. There is a very slight red glow over her golden face.

However, Jekiel’s face is full of worry to the point of stark contrast.

“Never make a mistake. Don’t shake your hands.”

“Yes.”

Even at the moment of such a short conversation, Zekiel’s magic flows into Regita’s body. Once again, his magical energy gushes out violently.

“Now, let’s cut it like this.”

“Cutting?”

“No, no… Just stay still.”

“Yes.”

Regita’s voice is still incomprehensible, but she seems to answer without thinking, but her mind inside her is strangely fluttering.

Isn’t it natural to feel strange when each other’s magical powers are mixed inside each other’s bodies? Just thinking that this is natural, Regita wonders.

But I am concerned.

The gigantic and aristocratic hands of Zekiel, the perfume that doesn’t smell bad, the act of skillfully moving his body… Everything.

“Come on.”

First, the sword lands once. Gently like cutting a cake. However, her energy consumption was exponential.

Once, twice.

While cutting the ermethylene with a creak.

“……”

Regitta felt a strange flow of emotions.