The Harem Is an Unforgivable Master

62 – I had a plan (1)

He wiggled his fingers and quickly rolled his eyeballs.

Heh… Heh heh… Maybe I’m good now?

Behind me is the princess, behind me is the saint, behind me is the princess, and in front of me is the prince. I don’t know why you surround me

Seriously, why me?

Today, I was going to make the ‘invisibility cloak replica’ that the duke requested yesterday and send it as a test piece.

“The cooking group is going on a picnic tomorrow, so prepare it.”

Just yesterday, the headmaster proudly fluttered his red hair and said something like lightning.

I am well aware of my poor constitution. So, since the last time I guided the princess and the saint at the same time to the academy, I quietly went back and forth between the lecture room and the research room.

I promised to put more than half of my salary into the donation.

Why? Why? Do you come directly to the lab? Me?

The principal put his hand on my shoulder as if he was sincerely sorry and said,

“I’m sorry. In fact, both the vice principal and I have work to do, so we can’t attend.”

I can understand that. Because you two are very busy.

“The assistant principal recommended you… But I tried to change it as much as possible.”

The resentment toward the vice principal and the joy toward the principal jumped wildly at the same time. But why do you say you made an effort?

From that point on, I started to feel anxious.

“Haven’t all the other professors been in debt lately? Maybe it’s because I’m not used to it because bad things have happened to the academy lately.”

I understood that. All of my close friends are eating porridge or a simple salad. I am the only one eating normally.

“That’s why only you who are used to misfortune are normal.”

However, I couldn’t understand this.

Are you bullying me for not eating porridge? Or are you openly laughing at my unlucky nature?

This is not it. It’s the thought of ‘I’m used to the guy I’ve been hit with, so it’s okay if I hit him a little more?’

“I’m so sorry.”

If you’re going to say something like that, shouldn’t you at least say it with a smile?

What difference does protesting make? I have a single mother and younger siblings to support. I passed on the word that he would give me a hefty performance bonus next time.

If there was a reward, I wondered if it would be worth enduring. So I had no choice but to nod my head.

If you say to the duke family, ‘I’m sorry, I can’t send you something because of a sudden schedule,’ it’s obvious that you’ll be limb-bound right away and end up eating fish.

In the end, I stayed up all night and sent a suitably made replica to the Duke’s family. It’s a test piece anyway, so you wouldn’t think that the finished product would come out already.

So it’s a picnic, so I wondered why it was a dungeon.

Didn’t the principal say ‘picnic’ to me? Do going to dungeons count as picnics these days?

Anyway, the Archwitch was there, and it was an artificial dungeon, so I calmly followed it, wondering if there would be anything special.

But the Archwitch left with Count So.

After that, we agreed to go outside according to the prince’s suggestion.

I wondered if it would be okay to just wait for the two of us once we went outside.

But a quad scorpio was blocking the entrance.

What does this mean?

Why did an object known to live in the desert, which did not exist until it entered, appeared here?

At the word that there was a way out across the boss room, only those who eventually found it decided to proceed through the dungeon.

Since it’s an artificial dungeon anyway, I’ve been there several times with students…

I ended up looking up at the sky… No, the ceiling.

‘Dear Raen…’

With a saintess next to me, wouldn’t my sadness be conveyed better?

Seriously… Why are you doing this to me. These days, I sincerely pray once after waking up in the morning and once before going to bed.

Was I one of Erech’s subordinates in my previous life? Is that why you’re making life worse?

“Look, Professor Luktae.”

In the middle of the day, when I was carving the words full of resentment towards Laen in my heart, the prince called me.

I was startled and turned to the prince and fell on his knees.

“Eh, old!? Mm, what’s going on, Prince!!”

“You are a professor at the academy, don’t you know? Can I just cross this swamp?”

It took more courage than I thought to say ‘I don’t know’ to the prince. Fortunately, the merciful prince only drooled briefly, but did not rebuke him.

“Then what should I do? Is there any way to get through that swamp?”

“This, first of all, this entire room is absorbing mana, making it unsuitable for using flying magic!”

“That’s a pity.”

The saintess stepped forward from behind and said.

“For now, there seems to be no problem with my divine power.”

What a waste! Isn’t it a spell that boasts far superior effects than healing magic? Even if something happened, as long as the saintess was there, there would be no threat to her life.

“That’s a relief! I guess I need to go in and see what it’s like…”

…But. I looked around once. Then tears welled up.

Who needs to think about who should go in there?

‘Mom…’

When I return alive, I must tell you that I love you.

—–

After sealing the Taeyang Kwon guild leader and Gilchi virus carriers tightly in the boss room, they moved back to the second room to watch the members.

As if the absence of me and Aisha was a considerable burden, I was now secretly arriving at the room with four weeks of vigilance.

‘That’s how it should be. That’s how it’s a dungeon.’

He wanted that kind of tension. Are dungeons a joke!?

The members of the Culinary Research Club watched with sweat on their hands, expecting to see how they could pass through the second room filled with swamps.

Then.

“Queueek!”

Only Professor Luktae entered the swamp alone and received all kinds of debuffs.

He cried out to Nemenia as he floundered in the swamp.

“Stop, Holy Lady! Please cast a spell on me…!”

“Why? I cannot use my holy power recklessly until there is a revelation from Raen.”

f*ck. The moment I heard that line, the f*cking PTSD hit me.

Nemenia has finally revealed the face of the chief bastard.

Nemenia, who is a saint and has overwhelmingly high abilities, makes a great contribution to dealing with re-acceptance. The reason she’s called the chief bastard is simple.

Because of that one word she just said.

What would you do if you had an extremely outstanding ability? She said on her own, ‘I don’t have Raen’s revelation, so I won’t use her s*x method’, and during the battle, she becomes useless.

What do you do if you have good stats and skills? She’s not even using 1% of her powers. Even in the midst of dying allies, she steadfastly walks the f*ck my way.

It’s not called a fanatical dog or a senior bastard for nothing.

If that’s the case, the performance isn’t good either. Her divine power alone is overwhelming, so if a saint is hired, she must pray to Raen every time she enters battle.

Rumors spread that Raen had gathered her followers in this way. So Nemenia and Laen were also called dog gods.

It wasn’t just battles, it was also frequent that she twisted her choices by saying ‘Raen didn’t allow it’.

‘I’m glad. I’m not there.’

I almost died because my clothes were turned inside out.

Seeing Professor Luktae suffering from all sorts of debuffs while drowning alone in a swamp, she thought that she was a very pitiful person.

She can’t put noble people in the lead in a swamp that looks suspicious at first sight, so she feels like she has no choice but to jump in first. It’s because the senior bastard is next to her…

Aisha looked at Nemenia and tilted her head.

“Why is he like that?”

Sure. I’m also really curious about what that bastard’s Revelation of Raen means.

Fortunately, after struggling a few more times, Professor Luktae seemed to have realized on his own that mana could be used to destroy the swamp.

Suddenly, she pulled her feet away, returned to her original position, and fell face down.

Since Nemania won’t write her spell, she’ll think she’ll rest until the debuff goes away.

‘Wait a minute… Can this all go like this?’

I tried my best to make it, but I was dragged in and replaced a poor professor and destroyed it? Do you know… Conscience?

Doesn’t he become stronger than them later? It’s true that kids who overcome adversity are the strongest later on.

As a professor, you seem to have some skills. Um… Do I really have to seriously think about it?

“What do you want to do? If we keep going like this, I don’t think we’ll end up having much fun.”

I used her mana while frowning at Aisha’s words.

First of all, Professor Luktae looked so pitiful, so I decided to secretly remove the debuff. Seongbeop only has good efficiency and performance, but magic can produce similar effects.

He moved mana through the ground without being noticed and healed her status ailments. There is a possibility that the sensitive Nemenia will find out, but it will only feel strange.

Then a notification window popped up in front of her eyes.

[ Leadership stat has increased. ]

Uh… What is it? Is secretly releasing status ailments recognized as saving a colleague from a crisis?

It’s strange. There’s no way this damn world would raise stats so sloppily?

“Hmm… let’s just watch a little longer.”

As I stretched out with my back on the ground, I felt that someone’s mana was secretly restoring my body along my spine.

I knew immediately who it was. It’s a cow count.

This grotesquely twisted mana has never been seen before.

It has been like that since before. From the time I was born, I was overly sensitive to grasping the nature of mana.

Just by holding her hand, you could tell how much skill that person had and how he managed mana.

You can understand everything about a person with a handshake. Most of them appear in the form of animals that symbolize their character.

I called it ‘Mana Shape’.

Even when I held the hands of the members of the Cooking Research Club before reentering the dungeon, of course the mana shape was reflected in my eyes.

The prince was a lion. The lofty king of beasts who tidies up his golden mane. He has not reached adulthood yet, but his charisma is overwhelming nonetheless.

However, the way he yawned with a slightly casual expression was quite impressive. Actually, I thought you were lazy.

Princess Smitel is still a young fox. She looked so cute with only her head sticking out of the den of images.

It seems that he has just recovered from an incurable disease and has not been able to express his proper mana temperament. I don’t know if she’ll become a fox or a nine-tailed fox in the future, but she’s cute now anyway.

The saintess is a pink-haired deer with huge, beautifully shining horns. The antlers of the deer, standing with their backs against the trees bathed in sunlight, emitted a brilliant light whenever the angle was changed.

It was such a sacred sight that I almost fell to her knees without realizing it. Mana itself felt Raen’s divine protection.

Princess Tinyashif was, of course, a cat. A cat whose whole body glows golden. As soon as the cat with silvery eyes saw me, she spewed a gold coin out of her mouth and pointed at it with one chubby hand.

Ah, I thought that you were thinking of buying me with money. Please think of that again later. Welcome anytime

Lastly, Princess Serien is an armadillo with numerous metal shields covering her whole body with pauldrons. Just looking at her makes me think she will be solid.

Judging by the fact that she is staring at me with her body curled up, it seems that she doesn’t like me. I was worried that it would fly away and hit me.

‘As expected, it’s a place full of personality.’

Usually, people in the same group often have similar shapes. But don’t they all have distinct personalities? It will take some time to come together.

Depending on the person, you might think it’s a fun temperament. But I don’t like it.

It felt like I had become a rogue boat peeking into other people’s hearts. Had it not been for this situation, I would not have bothered to check.

Because she hated that, she wore mana-blocking gloves on her hands every day.

‘Ah… But there are people who watch over me and try to help me.’

We couldn’t figure out why it didn’t appear before us again, but there must be a corresponding reason.

For now, I just decided to express my gratitude towards Count So.