I Became an Unknown Professor at the Academy

A deep rumbling sound echoed from the ceiling.

A small line appeared in the center of the hall’s ceiling, gradually expanding to the sides.

Ben Stiller, who had been standing on the stage, watched as a lid suddenly opened above him and swept his hair back.

‘Didn’t she come?’

From the moment he arrived, he had spread his spiritual senses to every corner, but he couldn’t detect any trace of the woman he was looking for.

‘Damn bastard.’

Ben Stiller glared at the shabby-looking man standing alone across from him.

Just remembering the humiliation he had endured during the day made him want to rush over and tear the man’s limbs apart.

“Huff.”

However, he took a deep breath to calm his emotions and recalled what had happened earlier.

‘He took control of my magical power…’

That was the reason why he had been helpless and unable to do anything earlier.

The magical power flowing through his circuits suddenly escaped his control and stopped, hardening like solid metal.

Because of the magical power that had solidified within his circuits, he lost control over his body and could only stand there like an idiot, taking the blows.

‘I don’t know what you’re aiming for, but it won’t go as you planned.’

Ben Stiller was certain of this.

He was sure that the ability to take control of his magical power didn’t belong to the bastard standing before him but to a hidden accomplice far away.

The reason for his certainty was simple.

From the moment he arrived at the hall, the man in front of him hadn’t used any magical power.

To use magic or artifacts, one needed to have magical power, but the man in front of him hadn’t used any magical power since they faced each other earlier.

So, he was sure.

He was certain that someone else, who knew he would be there, had acted from the shadows.

And he had also identified who those hidden actors were.

‘Damn bitch.’

It was the Queen of England, who had summoned him here.

‘I had a bad feeling from the start.’

She had offered him 5 million dollars just for picking a fight.

If the person he was supposed to pick a fight with was just an ordinary guy, he would have doubted and rejected. But the person was the lover of Claire Bean Assen, the Executioner who carried out the will of the gods, and whose identity was secretly known only among the high-ranking members of the Temple.

So, he had accepted without hesitation.

First, he didn’t have much to lose even if he were to offend the side of Bwiar, as he didn’t have a strong relationship with them. Second, he thought there might be an opportunity for him.

Claire Bean Assen was known as a cold-blooded person who only served the gods and had no emotions.

Despite her dazzling beauty, no one had approached her until now.

But suddenly, she was in a relationship with some random guy?

A cold-blooded woman who would mercilessly cut down anyone who went against the will of the gods, even if they were children?

So, he thought.

He thought that Claire was also a human with emotions.

Therefore, he believed that if he proved himself to be a better man than Baek Woo-jin, he could win her heart.

He still believed that.

However, to create such a situation, he had to endure a significant financial loss that he hadn’t anticipated.

“I ask for your cooperation.”

“The great one has already given his word, so there’s no need to worry.”

The priestess of the Temple of the Gods, who had been brought here as a witness.

To others, she might seem like an ordinary priestess, but in reality, she wasn’t the true witness for today’s event.

‘Eleanor… As soon as I return to Washington, I’ll make sure you’re punished.’

Just as Ben Stiller was trying to calm his anger, a middle-aged man with a dignified air, Eddie Holt, entered the stage.

“I apologize for the delay.”

Eddie Holt first bowed to Baek Woo-jin and Ben Stiller, who were standing on either side, and then greeted the audience sitting in the spectator seats.

“I am Eddie Holt, the head butler representing the British royal family, and I will be the witness for this duel.”

Even without the infusion of magical power, Eddie Holt’s voice rang clearly throughout the entire hall.

‘So, it was you bastards.’

Ben Stiller was once again certain that he had been played by the queen.

“And…”

Eddie Holt took out a smartphone from his pocket.

A brilliant light gathered in the air and took the form of a child.

The child opened his eyes and smiled mischievously, opening his mouth.

【Hello~!! Some bastard is trying to mess with our daughter, so I came to watch! Isn’t that right, Beroth?】

“…”

Ben Stiller’s eyes widened.

This was an entirely unexpected situation.

However, his surprise didn’t last long.

【Ah! Hey, bastard! Don’t worry too much! I’m just here to watch! Right, Beroth?】

A brilliant beam of divine power descended from the sky.

Ben Stiller and the audience’s gazes naturally turned towards the female priestess enveloped in the light.

Swoosh.

The beam of light from the sky completely immersed itself in the priestess’s body.

The priestess, her eyes shining brightly, sighed as she looked up at Beroth.

“You still like to make a scene, don’t you?”

【Hmm! It’s the secret to staying young!】

“…”

The priestess, no, the Temple’s servant, possessed by Beroth, shook her head and stood before Eddie Holt.

“From now on, anyone who speaks falsely will be punished by me, Beroth. If you accept this, please come forward.”

Even though it was just a possession and not a manifestation of the god itself, Ben Stiller felt an overwhelming pressure that constricted his entire body, and he swallowed as he took a step forward.

‘… It was worth the financial loss.’

Ben Stiller glared at Baek Woo-jin, who was also moving forward step by step, and raised one corner of his mouth.

‘I’ll make you pay for every tooth.’

He had dared to slap his cheek.

Ben Stiller began to release the emotions he had been suppressing.

“Both of you, answer me. Will you participate in this duel using only your own abilities, in a fair and just manner?”

Feeling the undeniable power in the voice, Ben Stiller nodded with a smile.

“I swear to participate in this duel using only my own abilities, in a fair and just manner.”

Ben Stiller glared at Baek Woo-jin, who was standing across from him.

‘Run away now.’

If he did, Ben Stiller would forget about the slap.

“Go ahead.”

“…”

However, Baek Woo-jin didn’t run away and answered, even using casual language instead of honorifics.

Ben Stiller glared at Baek Woo-jin as if he were crazy and checked the translation artifact on his finger. Baek Woo-jin’s behavior was beyond ridiculous.

“I have confirmed the truth.”

“…”

But what surprised Ben Stiller even more was Beroth’s attitude.

The gods were generally authoritarian and arrogant.

In the past, a high-ranking Indian player had his magical power circuits torn to shreds by the gods’ punishment just because he didn’t bow his head to them. This was a well-known story.

Ben Stiller was certain that Baek Woo-jin’s behavior was even more outrageous than that of the Indian player, who was no longer of this world.

‘… Is it because of Beroth?’

Beroth was the only god who was not authoritarian and was familiar to humans.

But he was also the most powerful god among all the others.

Ben Stiller swallowed unconsciously.

“Do not take the name of the gods lightly.”

“…”

Ben Stiller widened his eyes at the golden gaze directed at him and quickly nodded.

Beroth turned to the audience and spoke.

“If anyone interferes with this duel, I, Beroth, will inflict the most terrible divine punishment.”

With those words, Beroth descended from the stage.

【Hurry up!!】

“I’m sorry.”

Eddie Holt, who was holding the floating smartphone, apologized and stepped forward.

“If you declare defeat or lose consciousness, it will be considered a loss. Do you agree?”

“I agree.”

Ben Stiller answered without hesitation, and Baek Woo-jin simply nodded.

“Additionally, you must not aim for the head or heart.”

“…”

This time, Ben Stiller didn’t answer and simply nodded along with Baek Woo-jin.

“I have confirmed. Please return to your positions.”

Following Eddie Holt’s instructions, Ben Stiller and Baek Woo-jin returned to their original spots.

“I will signal the start by dropping this medal to the floor.”

Eddie Holt took out a gold medal, tossed it high into the air, and quickly descended from the stage.

Whoosh.

The medal hovered briefly above the moonlight before descending again.

Ting!

As soon as the medal touched the floor, Ben Stiller released the pent-up murderous intent.

“I’ll make you kneel on those stiff knees of yours!”

Kugugung!

The hall trembled as if it were about to collapse, and some of the head professors covered their ears and fell to the ground.

And that was it.

“…”

Ben Stiller was shocked.

He had prepared his magical power and concentrated it in his legs, ready to stomp on the floor.

He expected the distance between them to close in the blink of an eye, but he was still standing in the same spot as before. No, he was floating.

“Don’t be ridiculous, don’t be ridiculous!”

Whoosh!

Every time Ben Stiller waved his arms, a powerful wind pressure swept through the hall.

But that was all.

“Don’t fuck around… you bastards…”

Despite struggling with the enhanced body he had obtained by killing magical creatures and taking their powers, his legs didn’t touch the ground.

“Is that all?”

Baek Woo-jin, who had been silent until now, spoke up.

At the same time, Ben Stiller, who had been floating in the air, was instantly pulled towards Baek Woo-jin.

“You ba-”

“If you open your mouth from now on, I’ll pull out your tongue.”

Ben Stiller clenched his throat and trembled, as there was a chilling intent in the man’s voice.

“From now on, do not speak the name of Claire Bean Assen lightly.”

Each word was spoken with a deep and powerful voice.

“If you break this promise…”

Baek Woo-jin’s gaze shifted to the audience.

“I promise that the punishment for this bastard will make you think it was just a joke.”

Crack!

“Kugh…”

Along with the sound of something breaking, Ben Stiller spat out a dark red blood.