The Reincarnate Became a Professor at the Academy

It was on the brink of explosion.

The atmosphere was tense, as if it would erupt at the slightest provocation.

Elwen and Cheon Murin.

They were glaring at each other. The eyes that met were filled with murderous intent.

Of course, up until now, it wasn't genuine murderous intent. It was merely the gaze of someone looking at a rival who had taken her husband.

However, at the slightest provocation.

'They might kill each other.'

That was the kind of look in their eyes.

With me here, they seemed to hold back. But what if I wasn't here?

Just imagining it was quite terrifying.

How many Demon Kings were there in this place?

Elwen and Cheon Murin were valuable assets here.

Essential forces needed to defeat the Demon Kings.

However.

Even before considering such things.

'I hope those two don't become enemies.'

Because they were the people I loved and still loved.

How should I resolve this?

That was the dilemma.

"Uh, what should we do?"

Yoo Seolrang said as she came to my side.

Her lips were blue, and her body was trembling. Among my students, she was particularly outstanding. Those two were emitting genuine killing intent.

It was natural for Yoo Seolrang, who had just reached the Supreme Realm, to not withstand it.

"B-but you're completely fine?"

"It's me, isn't it?"

At my words, Yoo Seolrang looked at me with an incredulous expression and then nodded.

"Well, because it's you, professor."

"…"

It didn't seem like a compliment. I was about to flick her forehead when I noticed that Yoo Seolrang's demeanor had changed.

'Reversal… was it?'

Yoo Seolrang said she obtained power by reversing her unique ability.

At such times, her personality changed so drastically it was hard to recognize her as the same person. Was it because the unique ability has changed? It was said that even the personality changed in the opposite way.

Gradually, that temperament was changing.

'She doesn't even realize it herself. What is this phenomenon?'

Suddenly, curiosity arose.

No, this was not the important thing.

What's important now was how to stop those two.

'I can stop them for now.'

The method I used ultimately could not be a fundamental solution.

It's just a temporary measure to forcibly reconcile them.

And if used too often, it won't work.

That's why I was troubled.

How to reconcile those two.

"So, you can stop them for now."

"That's true."

"Then shouldn't you stop them?"

At Shin Yura's words, I looked at Elwen and Cheon Murin.

Men tended to become friends through fighting.

Those two had a slightly different story.

It's the first time seeing them fight each other, but I had seen them fight others.

However, they turned into rivals with those they fought alongside.

"Does someone who knows that just leave it like this?"

"Well, that's…"

The fundamental mistake lay with me.

I was a man of unwavering devotion to one woman.

'But that's one woman per lifetime…'

Han Seojin, who was the Purple Tower Master, with Elwen.

Han Seojin, who was the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor, with Cheon Murin.

"Uh, uh, now those two, aren't they the Heavenly Demon and the Duke of Extermination?"

A very familiar voice was heard.

Hair and eyes dyed in the crimson of twilight.

Yoo Eunchae.

She was there.

When did she even come?

"It's nothing special, I just followed secretly."

"How did you follow?"

"Hehe, there are always ways."

Did she have a trait to hide from the Heavenly Demon's attention?

Even for Yoo Eunchae, that would be difficult.

'Is it a pursuit?'

I think it would be just as hard for them.

Cheon Murin was well-versed in that area.

Not as much as me, but she was also in a position where she was being chased.

"It's the principal."

"Huh? You figured it out right away?"

"I didn't think you'd have the courage to follow the Heavenly Demon."

"There was a way to make her bring me here."

Yoo Eunchae hesitated as if about to say something, then stopped.

"No, never mind."

"What kind of speech is that?"

"Pardon?"

I approached Yoo Eunchae.

"Spit it out quickly."

"But you didn't even look curious!"

"You're making me angry."

"…It's nothing really, just that I thought of trading with her using a keepsake the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor had."

"Oh, really?"

So she stole my keepsake.

Looking at her with such eyes, Yoo Eunchae awkwardly lifted the corners of her mouth with a giggle.

"But even so, not even a professor could have found that."

"What is it?"

"One of the items the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor had during the Bloodshed of Mount Hua, it fell off the cliff."

"My item?"

I recalled my last moments with a puzzled expression.

At that time, there wasn't anything I would have carried as an item.

I had defeated Wi Gunak, who was in perfect condition, and the main forces of the orthodox sects had come to attack me.

My clothes were half-torn, and nothing was intact, whether it was shoes or weapons.

Something I would have carried…

'Ah.'

There was one.

I thought it had disappeared and been destroyed in the middle of the fight.

Could that item really be…

"Was it perhaps a ring with a purple gem?"

"It was an amethyst ring, was it real?"

"…"

That was definitely something I secretly bought to confess to Cheon Murin.

When I explained that, Yoo Eunchae made a reluctant expression.

"So, this item is something to propose to the Heavenly Demon."

"If you just look at the result, yes…"

Before I could finish.

Cheon Murin's gaze settled on the ring Yoo Eunchae took out.

"Something to propose to me?"

"…"

Elwen's complexion turned pale.

In contrast, Cheon Murin's expression brightened.

Come to think of it, Elwen had never gotten proposed to or anything like that.

"A proposal… hmm, indeed, I heard such words from you right before you died."

Cheon Murin slowly examined Elwen.

"But it seems you never got one?"

"Is that important? The relationship is more important than such things."

"Talking about relationships? Someone who has never received a proposal…"

"I may not have received a proposal, but I did receive his affection."

"…What did you say?"

At Elwen's words, Cheon Moolin's expression vanished.

Her gaze turned towards me.

As if asking if it was true. I put on a stern face.

"Receiving affection, could it possibly mean…?"

Yoo Eunchae's expression was frozen.

Why was she making such a serious face?

"Well… if you want to know if it happened or not, of course it did…"

"Well, considering it was between the Purple Tower Master and the Yellow Tower Master…"

"Ahem."

I cleared my throat unnecessarily.

I felt they'd be shocked if they knew it happened recently.

For some reason, those who showed such reactions were mostly the same.

"You, you really…!"

Just as Cheon Murin was about to truly get angry.

Her expression suddenly changed.

With one corner of her mouth curling up.

"I see. That could happen."

Her tone softened.

As if wearing the expression of someone who had won.

"Isn't it true that you weren't proposed to anyway? Thank you for taking care of the parts I couldn't pay attention to."

It was the smile of a victor.

"Elwen. I know of your prowess. If you're not someone of my level, there'd be no issue in claiming the position of the main wife."

"However, Han Seojin was so infatuated with me that he proposed. So, I suppose it's fine for him to keep a 'toy' or two."

'This is a big problem.'

The atmosphere was heating up more and more.

Clearly, both of them were gradually crossing the line.

Yoo Eunchae seemed to realize the situation too and looked at me.

"What should we do about this?"

"I don't know."

There's no clear answer.

"For now, we should calm them down."

"How?"

"There is a simple way."

I approached Elwen and Cheon Murin.

"Han Seojin. Tell the woman in front of you that I am more important than…"

"Ridiculous. I can offer a place as his wife, but…"

Squeeze.

I embraced the two of them.

Beside me, Kwon Sora watched, exclaiming in surprise.

"Wait a moment. You can hug me, but that woman…"

"Do you think doing this here is pleasing? Well, I like it, but…"

They pretended to struggle but soon nestled into my arms.

"Don't fight."

"…We weren't fighting."

"…She started it first."

I sighed inwardly.

I had intended not to say this.

"I'll dislike it if you fight."

"…"

"…"

The two women fell silent.

For now, I had patched things up. The issue was that it was only a temporary fix.

I let out a deep sigh inwardly.

'I didn't want to use this method.'

I made up my mind.

I would have to bring both women to their knees—in bed.

Kwon Sora's house.

As it was made for resting at the borders, it was primarily focused on relaxation.

Recently, there were rumors of strange sounds coming from there.

"Ahh♥ Ahhhhhh♥♥"

"W-wait♥ I haven't fully recovered yetttt♥♥♥"

Rumors of women's moans echoing.

But the problem was the voices of the women.

Most of those present here were transcendents and gods with divinity.

As such, they could clearly distinguish the voices.

Thus, it was puzzling.

Even in such a place, there were naturally those engaging in such acts.

However, the moans of those far removed from such acts were echoing.

'Heavenly Demon and Duke of Extermination?'

'Must be a misunderstanding.'

'Purple Tower Master and Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor. There were rumors they were the same person, was it true?'

Rumors spread quietly.

About a week had passed.

They could see it.

Heavenly Demon and Duke of Extermination.

Those who harbored murderous intent to the point of killing each other, now clinging to each other in tattered states.

"…Wait, what is this, some kind of eroge?"

"Sometimes, reality resolves itself in the simplest ways."

At Yoo Eunchae's bewildered words, Han Seojin replied with a half-dead expression.

"Let's start preparing to leave."

"What?"

"I thought I'd stay a bit longer at the border."

I looked at the Duke of Extermination and the Heavenly Demon, who had grown quite close.

"Before that, I think I might die…"

If I stayed here any longer, my official cause of death might just end up being exhaustion from overexertion…

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