Disguised As A Teacher In Magic Academy

Chapter 43 - Steps to Truth (5)

Ludger still could not forget that moment.

—The boy's clear eyes were staring at him while licking his injured mother.

Even when Ludger used his spell to kill them, he instead showed a sincere smile as if saying 'thank you' to her.

He can't forget it.

He could never forget it.

“I... I don't know! How could I know? More than that, who are you?"

"You don't know?"

Ludger throws Belfort Ricksen, who he holds his collar in, to the floor.

Belfort, whose body was in poor condition due to his old age, gripped his waist as it fell to the floor.

“Aduh. Who, who are you?"

"Do you know what this is?"

Ludger took out the experimental medicine he had prepared beforehand from his pocket and threw it in front of Belfort.

It contained a red liquid that looked like melted rubies inside a transparent glass tube.

There was no way Belfort, who had instructed scientists to make the drug, could recognize it.

"This ... this."

"Do you know now?"

"What...what do you want from me? Do you want money?"

Belfort realized that the opponent had his weaknesses and continued to show subservience.

Other than he could sneak into his room skillfully, his opponent even had the medicines from the experiments he had followed, although Belfort had no idea how he got them.

'No way, is he affiliated with the Nightcrawler Knight Order of the Security Department?'

'Shit! How can the insect brothers not do their job?'

What do they think he was thinking when he invested a lot of money in it?

Not only did they miss the experiment that escaped, but they also allowed this mysterious man to come to his residence.

However, he could not directly express his complaint.

He had no idea who the man in front of him was, but there was no doubt that the man was gripping his life in his grip.

“I. And since you secretly came to find me, you must have something you wanted, right?”

"Something I want?"

"Yes. What do you want? Since I have a lot of money, I can give you as much as you want."

But the answer he heard from Ludger was far beyond Belfort's expectations.

"Answers."

"W-what?"

"The answer to the question I just asked you."

"The question you ask me, you say?"

Belfort racked his brain with all his might and recalled the question Ludger had asked earlier.

That's what he thinks of a seven-year-old.

Belfort opened his mouth in wonder.

"Are you the one who got rid of the experiment that got away?"

“…”

“Hahaha! I understand! That's you! Why didn't you tell me? Ahems. If you suddenly drop me like this, there must be a misunderstanding. Thanks to you, the incident did not spread like wildfire."

"Just answer what I'm asking you."

“I... I understand, I understand! That seven-year-old boy, he's an experiment, right? What's problem? He better die because he's already a monster so he won't get caught by anyone else."

“…”

"Isn't he someone from the lower classes that people don't even know of existences? What would be sad if many of those people died? They have made noble sacrifices in their lives to produce extraordinary results instead."

The noble sacrifice…

Belfort Ricksen thought so.

What does it have to do with him if some lowly people who roll around in the mud of society, whether they are laborers or poor, die?

They are rotten eggs that do nothing for society.

Conversely, if they become the foundation as experiments that help the completion of drugs that will restore human youth…

Isn't that the way those who are usually beyond their ability to contribute to humanity?

"Even if those dirty and low-key people work in factories for 100 or 1000 days, can they really earn money?"

It is much more productive to use that meaningless life in a more rewarding way.

—To be someone's experiment for drug development.

That's what they meant for Belfort.

"Are you done giving the answer?"

"Yes, that's enough."

"You are too full of yourself and blinded by it."

Grab it!

Ludger clutched Belfort's neck.

Belfort opened his eyes wide and grabbed Ludger's forearm with both hands, but his rough grip was too strong for his old body to resist.

"Coughs! Why why?!"

He answered it right!

Belfort's eyes showed a complaint against Ludger.

Instead of answering, Ludger put a bottle of medicine in front of Belfort's face, then poured it into his mouth.

Bloop Bloops!

Belfort tried desperately to resist the drug, but it was impossible because he was being strangled.

Gulp down.

The red medicine ran through Belfort's throat.

At the same time, changes began to occur in Belfort's body.

“Ugh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!”

With intense pain as his body was torn to shreds, Belfort's body slowly began to swell.

Ludger removed Belfort's neck, then he backed off and watched the scene.

His wrinkled skin after being swept away by the waves of time, became tight, and soon, his skin split from side to side, then fur grew in large numbers.

But the mutation doesn't stop there.

Its fur grew out, revealing its red skin, and its skin began to swell like a bubble.

Belfort had taken all the medicine in the bottle.

In fact, in the case of experiments, only a small portion of the drugs were injected into them, given they could not even handle them and that would lead to severe mutations.

The amount of medicine that old Belfort was taking had already exceeded his own.

“Aaaaaaaaaargh! Why?! Why?!!!"

While his body was torn, twisted, and mutated, Belfort had no choice but to shout towards Ludger.

It was then that his face distorted strangely and half mixed with the appearance of a savage beast …

It was not a human cry or the scream of a savage beast coming out of Belfort's throat, but a voice belonging to something else.

Aaaaaargh!!!

"No matter what I say, you won't even understand it, let alone repent."

"Then he doesn't need to understand."

'Instead, he must also feel the pain he inflicts on others.'

Ludger raised the sound barrier that had been deployed.

Brrrrringggg!

At the same time, mana detection alarms are heard throughout the house. After which, the cry of Belfort, who had become a monster, echoed.

Aaaaaaaargh!

"What is this sound ?!"

"That's intruder! The voice was heard from the residence of Lord Belfort!"

“Mr Belfort! Mr Belfort!”

Bam! Bam!

Security from outside knocked on the door hard.

Immediately, the locked door broke, and large people rushed in.

Among them is a freelance witch hired to protect Belfort.

"That's .. that's a monster!"

"Where did this monster come from?"

"Everyone, move!"

The witch immediately cast fire magic and burned the monster.

The monster was flammable, unlike its monstrous appearance.

It had a very persistent vitality, so even though its body was burning, it continued to regenerate, but it only made the monster burning process last longer.

The magician also sensed some sort of threat and poured all his mana into the fire magic.

When an hour goes by like that…

The monster's body collapsed; it no longer regenerated.

“Haah. Heh. It's finally over."

"What about Mr Belfort?"

"Find him!"