Upon hearing Vega's words, Victor needed a source of information, so he saw a person wearing a white coat.

That's the college's school doctor.

The students around felt a chill as they saw a figure walk past.

"what happened?"

Victor's voice rang out, and the school doctor turned around. He was so startled when he saw Victor that his glasses fell off.

Viktor bent down to pick it up for him and handed it to him.

The school doctor naturally knew who Victor was. Putting aside his infamous reputation, he was also involved in the highly influential incident that had been circulating among the nobles of the capital recently.

However, this person, whom everyone believed to be guilty, was actually declared innocent by the royal family.

Many monks who were unaware of the truth could not accept it.

But his life was more important, so he still had to be polite to Viktor on the surface.

“Professor Victor... what are you doing here?”

“Answer my question.”

Viktor's expressionless face made him shudder again.

The school doctor explained in a panic, "These students' physical examinations showed no problems, but they are unconscious and seem to be in a state where it is difficult for them to wake up."

“These three people were in the same dormitory. Nobody knew what had happened. They were already in this state when the students in the next dormitory found them.”

"We're going to take them to the clinic for a magic check to see if there's anything wrong."

Viktor nodded and moved away, and the other person quickly left as if relieved.

Clearly, these people don't know what happened.

With no one around, Viktor explained to Vega beside him.

"Absorbing other people's magic power, such a dirty method easily reminds me of that kind of filth."

"It seems they are infiltrating very quickly."

Vega was referring to those demons, of course.

Viktor was also helpless; he had just returned to the academy and encountered such a big problem.

but.

"If a demon appears, let's just deal with it while we're at it."

Putting aside the fact that the filth of demons can make people feel depressed.

This thing, at least, is experience points.

Viktor stopped paying attention and took Vega back to his office.

[Identity verification successful - Professor Victor, welcome back to the Mage Tower]

After verifying his identity in front of the mage tower, Victor stepped into his office as the teleportation circle lit up.

The office was not much different from when he left, except that the flower on the windowsill was gone.

Those were flowers that Heni gave him. In fact, Heni really liked that pot of flowers and often used helping Viktor water the flowers as an excuse to enter and leave the mage tower.

"Did you bring it back to your dorm to keep it?"

Since Victor hasn't returned these past few days, Hennie naturally doesn't need to come to the office to look for him.

Frequent visits to the Mage Tower involve a long journey, so taking the flowers back to care for them would at least save us the trouble of going back and forth.

He sat in the chair; a few books were missing from his desk.

Similarly, those were also left here by Heni. In her spare time, she would always hold those books that she had read countless times and flip through them over and over again.

Viktor didn't care. Just like the potted plant, Viktor had also found a reason for the disappearance of these books.

Since Hennie didn't need to come to the office, she naturally took the book home to read.

He took out the magic book he hadn't finished reading yesterday from his backpack and read it to pass the time.

They sat there until noon.

The pages rustled softly, and all was quiet.

Vega was dozing off at his desk when he suddenly bumped his head on the table and woke up with a start.

"What? Oh, he didn't come..."

Around noon is when Heni visits the mage tower most frequently.

She would almost always bring that thick book with her, and then happily tell Viktor what lessons she had written that day.

Every time, it wakes up Vega from his sleep.

So waking up at this time has almost become a habit for Vega.

This time, however, Henney didn't come.

Vega glanced at Viktor, who didn't even look up, turning the pages of his book, seemingly absorbed in his own world.

Vega suddenly remembered that the little girl probably didn't know that Victor had returned to the academy.

It didn't care, feeling sleepy, and dozed off again.

Time always seems to fly by when I'm asleep.

In the afternoon, the sunlight slanted into the window, lengthening the shadows.

"Vega, it's time to go."

"Huh? Where to?"

The crow, awakened, blinked and, still half-asleep, saw Victor put away his book.

"It's time for class."

"oh oh."

Vega flapped her wings and stood on Victor's shoulder.

To be honest, it was actually looking forward to the afternoon.

What will be the reaction of that timid little girl when she sees Viktor?

Like a startled fawn fleeing in terror?

Or will she still shyly avoid eye contact?

Or perhaps they excitedly surround Viktor, jumping up and down with joy, saying:

"Professor Victor! You're finally back!"

Regardless of the reaction, it all seemed quite interesting to Vega.

The teleportation array landed on Victor.

The man and the bird disappeared inside the mage tower.

When they reappeared, the two were already in the corridor of the teaching building.

The corridor was empty, with only occasional sounds of teaching from other classes drifting through the air.

Viktor's footsteps were crisp and clear in this environment.

Da-da-da-da

"So, based on this magic circle, we..."

Suddenly, Viktor stopped in his tracks.

His eyes were incredibly deep as he gazed ahead.

That was where Class One was located, and the professor's voice could be heard lecturing from there.

Vega, too, kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, his single eye fixed on the front, his voice devoid of emotion.

"This is really bad—"

Da-da-da-da

Footsteps sounded again, but this time they were heavier than before.

Finally, Viktor arrived at the classroom door.

The sounds inside were clearer.

He pushed the door open.

Suddenly, the entire room fell silent.

"Who entered the room without knocking during class time...?"

The sound abruptly stopped, sharp and unpleasant like a duck being strangled.

Viktor looked toward the source of the sound.

Their gazes were fixed on the person standing on the podium.

"It really looks like a pig..."

Vega whispered something in his ear.

Victor did not respond to it, perhaps tacitly agreeing.

He was expressionless and spoke in a flat tone.

Yet, one couldn't help but sense the unspeakable anger in his voice.

"Let me think... Your name is Devon..."

“Devin Reiser, right?”