Henne took a few steps back, unable to believe it.
"Professor... Professor is still alive?"
Erica: "?"
This time, Erica was stunned. She opened her mouth and said in confusion:
"Who told you Viktor was dead?"
Her gaze involuntarily locked onto the trembling Professor Devon.
......
"I never expected that something like this would happen..."
"Then you now..."
Erica looked at Hennie's unfamiliar expression and a guess formed in her mind.
She knew that demons would seize the opportunity to enter a person's most vulnerable moment, attach themselves to that person, and constantly absorb that person's negative emotions as nourishment for their growth.
She suddenly understood what Kevlar meant by 'dirty things'.
Erica slowly walked to Henney's side, patted her on the shoulder, and said gently:
"It's alright, Henne."
"Let's go find Professor Victor; he'll definitely have a way to get rid of these things on you!"
Hene took a step back, shook her head with a wry smile.
"It's too late, Erica."
A smile returned to her face, as if she had learned of Viktor's news and thus regained her composure.
Correspondingly, her face also showed a hint of despair.
“I borrowed too much power. A barrier that can cover the entire academy would take even a holy mage like the dean a lot of time to prepare.”
Do you think the devil will let me go?
"It wishes it could swallow me whole right now."
Erica felt a chill run down her spine as she listened to Hene's story.
"So, you knew all along that the devil had targeted you, didn't you?"
Hene nodded.
"I will turn myself in after I have taken my revenge."
“A guy like me, whom nobody cares about, dying in prison won’t affect anyone.”
She smiled with relief, and the tentacles around her began to sway wildly once again.
Devon Reiser was trembling with fear.
If he had known this would happen, he would never have dared to bully this junior teaching assistant!
I regret it now.
Erica was silent for a moment, then glared fiercely at the immobilized Devon Reiser.
"How do you want revenge? To kill him?"
"I support you."
Hene looked at Erica with a puzzled expression, then chuckled softly:
"Erica, how could you think that?"
"He burned the knowledge I had accumulated over ten years and destroyed my dreams."
"In return, I will only make all his knowledge disappear."
"Shouldn't this be the most painful punishment for a professor?"
Erica: "..."
Devon Reiser: "..."
The tentacles stopped moving as well, and no one knew why.
Perhaps even the devil was speechless at her words.
Erica approached Henney again without fear, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and said solemnly;
"Devin Reiser, I humiliated you in public, didn't I?"
"Um."
Hene nodded.
"He burned your hard work, had students deliberately harass you, played pranks on you, ruined your reputation, and finally expelled you from the academy!"
That's right.
Erica grabbed Henney's shoulders and began to shake her vigorously.
"Wake up, Hene! You've traded your life for the devil, and all you want is for this fat pig's knowledge to disappear?"
"If that's all there is to it, we might as well just beat him into an idiot!"
German:"……"
"You look exactly like a villain right now! If you're a villain, then do your job properly!"
"Wouldn't it be better to kill him?"
"But……"
Hene began to think with her head down.
"If I could so easily take a person's life, what difference would I have from the devil?"
Devon frantically pointed at his only movable pig head, while Erica grabbed some ink from the ground and smeared it all over his face.
To her, Devon Reiser's face was more disgusting than the tentacles.
"Help!"
Erica covered her head, let out a sudden sigh, and became depressed.
Herni's worldview was completely different from hers.
As a noblewoman from one of the most prestigious families, Erica was well aware of the dark side of society from a young age.
But Hennie was different; she had never witnessed the intrigue and deceit among nobles.
For her, life and death were still a very distant concept.
In Henney's eyes, arbitrarily defining the life and death of others is also an impossible thing.
Perhaps she was being too simplistic. Since she had lost her job, she decided to make Devon Reiser lose all his knowledge as well, thus punishing him in the same way.
Hene is too naive!
That's incredibly naive!
"Fine! If you won't kill him, I'll kill him for you!"
"Once he dies, you'll come back to the professor with me. He'll definitely find a way to keep you alive!"
With that, Erica instantly conjured a terrifying, towering flame in her hand.
[Second-Tier Magic: Fireball]!
Before Henney could reach out to stop it, the dense fireball flew towards Professor Devon's face.
Just a hair's breadth away from touching the German,
Biubiubiu~!
Three silver-white flying blades suddenly shot out, scattering the flames, blocking the magic, and falling to the ground with a clatter.
Erica stood there, stunned, staring at her shattered magic, then abruptly turned her head away.
A beautiful woman with purple hair looked at the two of them with a smile.
He brandished several silver throwing knives in his hand and waved them at them.
"Two lovely little girls."
"Should we tell your sister what you're playing?"
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