The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick Chapter 39: A Talking Watermelon with Eyes is Really Creepy

"Chancellor."

Hearing Viktor's voice, the Chancellor closed his pen and rubbed his eyes.

"Co in."

Viktor entered as requested, the lava giant hand behind him throwing Devin onto the floor.

Seeing Devin in this state, the Chancellor shook his head and sighed at Viktor.

"Professor Viktor, the academy won't cover for your actions."

Viktor, hands in his pockets, spoke without a hint of emotion:

"It's fine. I don't need the academy's protection."

"I'll take responsibility for my own actions."

The Chancellor nodded, slowly standing up and leaning on his obsidian cane.

"Then, please follow ."

Chancellor Rachelle used magical energy in mid-air, a blue light in his hand began to wave like a brush.

The air in front of him seed to be his canvas, beginning to distort at a visible speed.

Soon, the Chancellor put away his magic.

Vega whispered in Viktor's ear:

"This old man's magic is interesting."

"Let see, a special kind of teleportation magic. Focus here, insert magic runes here."

Viktor followed Vega's instructions, and the air in front of him produced a sense of distortion.

In an instant, Viktor felt the scenery around him gradually blur, blue light falling.

When the surrounding scenery beca clear again, it was a completely different scene.

Here, flower petals of various colors floated in the air, stirring up thousands of waves.

The garden was a floating island, with the ground also covered in countless flower petals.

A refreshing fragrance wafted over, calming Viktor's dissatisfaction sowhat.

"There's actually a hidden space here, even I didn't notice it," Vega exclaid beside Viktor, but saw that Viktor wasn't surprised at all.

As if he knew about it all along.

Indeed, this was the hidden map known as the Chancellor's back garden among players.

It could only be freely accessed after learning magic from Chancellor Rachelle.

'Although I've seen it many tis in the ga, experiencing it personally is still amazing,' Viktor thought to himself. This place was no different from the ga's visuals.

The Chancellor appeared in front of him a few seconds earlier, and upon seeing Viktor's appearance, looked at him with so admiration.

Being able to understand and break through the formation's usage with just one glance, truly worthy of being called a genius mage.

"Welco to my Sea of Knowledge, Professor Viktor. You are the youngest guest I've ever received."

The Chancellor's back garden, the full na of this hidden map was: [Rachelle's Sea of Knowledge].

It contained all of Chancellor Rachelle's magical knowledge, and only those truly possessing knowledge could enter.

Fortunately, Viktor had Vega, a knowledgeable deity, by his side.

However, now was not the ti for chitchat.

He said directly:

"Chancellor, let's get to the point."

The Chancellor said nothing, just silently walked towards an open space, leaning on his cane.

Viktor followed, and soon, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly.

Although they hadn't walked far, a wooden cabin appeared in front of them.

Dense forests surrounded them, as if it was a cabin hidden in the woods.

The Chancellor walked to the door, which opened automatically.

He turned his head and nodded at Viktor.

"Please co in, Professor Viktor."

Viktor followed the Chancellor inside. In the cabin, there was only a table with a waterlon on it.

Nothing else.

The Chancellor tapped the waterlon's head with his cane.

The waterlon slowly turned around, its two eyes deep and unfathomable, as if possessing wisdom that knew all of history.

It opened its thick lips and slowly said:

"Azure, what's the matter?"

Vega, looking at this talking waterlon, felt a chill run down its spine.

Even a few of its hairs stood on end.

This made feel uncomfortable.

It glanced up at Viktor and found that Viktor still showed no surprise.

He seed to know everything in advance, even that there was a talking waterlon hidden here.

'How strange,' it thought.

Of course, Viktor wasn't surprised.

Because this was the Chancellor's talking waterlon pet.

The Chancellor looked at the waterlon and said: "This young friend wants to ask you so questions."

The waterlon reluctantly stared at Viktor.

Vega whispered in his ear: "What's up with this guy?"

Viktor didn't speak. He knew this waterlon was peering into his experiences.

Just as he thought, various scenes flashed in the waterlon's eyes.

Towering flas, flying embers, ground covered in lava, and erupting massive magic.

A scene of world-destroying devastation.

It saw dense fire elents surging on Viktor's body, lava-like patterns covering half of Viktor's upper body, like a fire demon.

After a mont, the waterlon refocused its gaze on Viktor:

"Young people these days are really sothing."

"I know what you want to ask. Azure's Natural Sparrow will tell us."

Soon, waves of magical energy rippled out from around it.

The 'Natural Sparrows' in the alternate space began to move.

An imrsive scene appeared before Viktor:

What was presented was yesterday's scene.

Professor Devin acidly produced the Chancellor's handwritten letter, arrogantly dismissing Henie.

He also burned Henie's most important 'knowledge'.

Black text that seed to cling like an inescapable misfortune appeared on the ground in front of Henie. Viktor could tell at a glance that it was just a prank caused by ordinary disguise magic.

Then, three students jumped out, rcilessly mocking Henie who was slumped on the ground, delivering the final psychological blow.

The onlookers' gawking, the success of the an-spirited prank, caused this poor child's emotions to completely collapse.

"...She cried," Vega murmured.

Crying so hysterically, desperate and helpless.

Actually, I quite liked that child.

The scene suddenly disappeared, and the waterlon closed its eyes.

It seed that displaying this segnt of scenes had made it very, very tiring.

After closing its eyes, it turned back into what looked like an ordinary waterlon.

Even after seeing everything, Viktor's expression didn't change at all.

The Chancellor squinted, sighed, his thick white beard blown into disarray.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Viktor."

"As for Henie, your assistant, where she went, I don't know."

"The Natural Sparrow acts according to my will, so in places that might involve others' privacy, the Natural Sparrow doesn't appear."

The Chancellor wasn't lying, Viktor knew.

He hadn't sensed the presence of Natural Sparrows in the office, and this morning in the student dormitory, he hadn't felt the flow of Natural Sparrows either.

Viktor's voice rang out coldly:

"Chancellor Rachelle, please tell , why has that fat pig beco a professor at your esteed academy?"

Viktor's direct address made the Chancellor feel helpless. He shook his head and said:

"Professor Viktor, you are also a professor at our academy."

The implication was, you also got a gilded position through connections, why can't others do the sa?

The only difference was that Viktor truly had the ability, while Professor Devin was completely just collecting a salary.

So Viktor said:

"When I joined your school, I was already the youngest third-tier mage. What about him?"

"Professor Viktor, this is precisely the issue I wanted to discuss with you," Chancellor Rachelle said with so difficulty.

"The head of the Reiser family married the current emperor's sister."

"As you might have guessed, Sol VIII is Devin Reiser's uncle."

His connections are very strong.

Viktor understood clearly that Chancellor Rachelle was advising him that if this person could be spared, he shouldn't be killed.

Otherwise, trouble would cling to him.

"I understand your anger, Professor Viktor."

"But killing doesn't solve anything. Perhaps you could talk with Professor Devin. His cri doesn't warrant death."

"I can completely recall Henie in the na of the academy and give her the title of associate professor. Moreover..."

Moreover, is it really worth killing a royal relative for the sake of an ordinary person without even talent?

Rachelle didn't say it out loud, but he believed Viktor would understand his good intentions.

"Chancellor, I won't kill him," Viktor's voice rang out faintly.

Rachelle breathed a sigh of relief, thinking his persuasion had worked.

But then, Viktor narrowed his eyes and spoke calmly:

"But whether he dies at the hands of a demon is beyond my control."

When he said this, it was as casual as if he were discussing a very ordinary matter.

Rachelle's mind shook. He didn't understand what Viktor was talking about.

Demons? What did this have to do with demons?

However, Vega lowered its head upon hearing these words.

"You think that disgusting thing found Henie?"

Viktor's expression didn't change at all.

Just as Vega had said.

In the scene, he saw three students playing a prank.

Identical to the three students who fainted today.

Their condition could only be the result of a demon stealing their power.

So, why would a demon steal these three people's power, and who was given this power?

Viktor could only think of the missing Henie.

He didn't respond to Rachelle, but Rachelle's face already showed difficulty.

"Professor Viktor, I'm sure you've already figured it out."

"The standing before you isn't the real . I'm attending the annual eting in the City of Mages."

"Right now, I'm actually eting with you in the form of a 'Natural Sparrow'."

"So, I wasn't able to stop such a thing from happening quickly, and instead let it escalate. I'm very sorry."

Natural Sparrows can only act on instinct according to Rachelle's will.

The Natural Sparrow thought Viktor hadn't co to class for several days, so it transferred the course to Professor Devin, which conforms to the Natural Sparrow's cognitive rules.

And Professor Devin dismissing Henie, a professor dismissing a magic apprentice, also conforms to the Natural Sparrow's cognitive rules.

But this doesn't conform to human critical standards.

This was Rachelle's dereliction of duty. His lack of supervision led to irreversible consequences.

Although after the incident, Rachelle didn't feel there was any impact.

One was a noble, the other a magic apprentice without talent. Even a fool would know what choice to make.

But the mistake was that he didn't know how protective Viktor was.

Moreover, the other party was a fourth-tier mage like himself.

So the Chancellor apologized in advance, lowered his posture, and gave Viktor enough respect.

"Professor Viktor, please rember what you promised . Whatever you do, don't involve the students."

"They are innocent."

Viktor didn't respond, nodded expressionlessly, and disappeared without a trace with a teleportation spell at his feet.

"Sigh..."

Rachelle's heavy sigh transmitted through the air, and his form gradually dissipated, turning into points of starlight, rging into the air.

.......

On the back mountain of the academy, a person wearing a robe stood at the summit, overlooking the foot of the mountain.

At the foot was the academy, a place that bred her despair.

Standing here, one could see the entire academy.

The innocence and expectation were gone from her eyes.

Having experienced intense pain, Henie's calm gaze was filled with the word 'revenge'.

A black mist coiled around her body like a fish in water, the jet-black ink forming a robe, climbing up Henie's hair tips, adding a hood.

"Little girl, is this amount of power enough?"

"If you're willing to wait, I can give you more power, more and more."

Its voice carried a terrible temptation, like a bottomless abyss.

But Henie was unmoved.

"No need."

Her voice was terrifyingly calm.

"The professor often told that I'm sotis very weak, unable to learn decisiveness."

"But now, I won't be weak anymore."

The magic power in her body was now very abundant. Even she didn't know how much power she had obtained from this creature.

Strictly speaking, Henie still didn't count as a mage.

But her possession of such abundant magic power had beco a terribly frightening thing.

Henie could finally materialize all the knowledge in her mind.

And she had long prepared everything.

She began to prepare her chant.

"God of Etherealization... dance..."

As Henie slowly chanted, high-level magic arrays appeared out of thin air. More than a dozen small arrays combined together, rging with the giant array.

"City of Delirious Magic..."

Several magical wheels circled the academy several tis, countless runes engraved upon them.

The patterns between the arrays gradually beca more complex.

The exquisite arrays operated as accurately as a marvelous machine.

This had already surpassed the level of analysis of third-tier mages.

Soon, Henie passed the arrays over the entire academy, burying them in the ground.

The academy's excellent geographical location was also an excellent array site in Henie's eyes.

She had made thorough preparations.

"Henie?"

"Who?"

Hearing soone call her na, Henie suddenly turned her head to look, and seeing that familiar blonde hair, her gaze faltered slightly.

The na of the blonde girl escaped her lips.

"Erika...?"