So I'm a Snake, Who Cares?

Though uncertain how it was possible, the snake literally 'beat' him.

Not only that. It even strangled his neck until Professor Daemon disgracefully passed out.

Unable to chant, he couldn't escape using magic either.

The process ended more quickly than expected.

"Return."

When Professor Obern said that, the snake climbed back onto the staff and hardened.

Only then did the watching students realize what had happened.

Professor Obern had subdued Professor Daemon using a single familiar.

It was incredible. Without even properly using magic, he subdued another professor with just a snake of uncertain nature, whether real creature or magical animal.

"All of you. Take the injured and get out of the dungeon immediately."

Obern commanded in an icy voice cold enough to drip icicles.

"Go out and call for help."

"Wh-what about you, Professor?"

Among those rushing to escape, someone who could still think of others asked.

"I will remain here to hold back the spiders and save the students."

All alone?

How?

Everyone wondered, but Obern roared.

"You're in the way, get out now!"

Well, students trying to help here would only be a hindrance.

They all backed away at once.

The traps on the way back were already disabled or overcome so that wasn't a concern.

And after all the students evacuated.

Obern, left alone, extended his staff again.

The snake dropped down and.

"P-p-please... help."

When he asked with a trembling voice, the snake nodded.

The snake entered the dungeon without hesitation.

To save the children.

Obern remained to wait for the snake.

That's how events unfolded.

Left alone, Obern bit his lips in anxiety.

His heart trembled enough to draw blood.

Heavens, a prince was taken by spiders.

Moreover, Daemon's words weren't wrong.

It was certainly true that he had insisted on entering.

Obern's family was insignificant, and the Court Count who could be considered his backing would never protect him if things got bigger.

"Please please, God of Light, Goddess of the Hearth, Lord Snake..."

All he could do was kneel and pray desperately for the snake's safe return.

And then he heard footsteps.

The heavens were so heartless.

Not from the front, but from behind.

"His Highness was kidnapped!"

"Spiders, why are spiders coming from an instance dungeon!"

He could feel professors hurriedly approaching.

Obern quickly stood up from his kneeling position.

Even while cornered.

Obern was certainly a great actor recognized by the snake.

"Professor Obern, what on earth happened!"

When the arriving professors approached shouting thunderously.

"Shh."

Obern stopped them and put a finger to his lips.

Meaning shut up and stay still, and even the professors stopped abruptly, pushed back by his force.

A moment of silence followed and.

Finally those who couldn't hold back opened their mouths to ask about the situation.

"Professor, we need to know the situation to..."

"Shh!"

"Now really."

"Shut up!"

The professor who was sworn at opened his eyes wide.

But Obern's expression was so serious.

They had no choice but to shut up and wait quietly.

Professor Obern just stood still holding out his staff.

An unbearable silence continued.

Actually, the one truly panicking was none other than Obern.

He remained still, feeling like he would die, but not showing it.

'Oh gods, no, oh Lord Snake!'

Fortunately the snake returned!

The snake was tactlessly surprised by the professors' appearance but.

Thankfully noticing Obern's desperate gaze, it quietly climbed onto the staff.

It immediately hardened, looking exactly like a staff decoration.

And as if by magic, the prince and Amain appeared too.

"Your Highness!"

"Are you alright!"

The prince and Amain were fine except for spider webs on their bodies.

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The professors practically wrapped the prince in bandages.

And a few surviving spiders were lurking deeper inside.

Obern, about to turn back with them, stopped abruptly.

And glancing at his staff.

"Everyone step back, I will incinerate the spiders."

Incinerate.

And Obern raised his staff.

Muttering a very small incantation incomprehensible even to the professors.

"...Primatio Ignite."

Purple flames arose.

Whoosh-

It was truly a fire that could burn even the air.

Hellfire.

Gehenna.

Those flames bored into the cave and burned the spiders.

Hot winds swept through.

The professors realized that what the young professor had unleashed was hell magic.

It was the moment Obern's reputation rose once again.

==

Dean Balanyar.

Visiting the palace, he received rather unpleasant news.

It was news that could crack even his usually ever-smiling expression.

'Monsters appeared in the instance dungeon. And the Third Prince was kidnapped by those spiders.'

Thankfully, they were safely rescued.

The conclusion being 'Professor Obern commanded a familiar to rescue the prince and used hell magic to incinerate the spiders.'

A smile instantly returned to the Dean's face.

"Hahah!"

Not only that, he burst into loud laughter.

"So he was at that level... Impressive."

Commanding a familiar powerful enough to defeat monsters and rescue a prince.

And being able to use hell magic.

Dean Balanyar, being close to the pinnacle of magic, immediately understood.

Just how remarkable that level was.

However, despite already having his attention, he had hidden abilities.

"Hoho, how many amazing things he has hidden inside. Like an onion, this man."

"Yes..."

The professor who had rushed to report the situation laughed awkwardly.

"Well, if there are no problems, I'll be going now. Please handle the aftermath."

"Yes sir."

Dean Balanyar turned around showing a liquor bottle.

This is the palace.

Balanyar, the king's drinking buddy, had come to see the king with a bottle of gnomish whiskey.

Though still daylight, drinking isn't something that must be done at night.

Walking unsteadily, Balanyar stood before large ornate doors.

The familiar-faced guard saw Balanyar and turned to shout loudly.

"Your Majesty, Count Balanyar is here!"

"Let him in!"

Already drunk perhaps, intoxication could be heard in his voice.

The doors opened and.

Balanyar entered shouting loudly.

"Your Majesty, your friend has arrived!"

"Ooh! Balanyar!"

The pot-bellied, red-faced king welcomed him.

Balanyar's brightly smiling expression cracked for a moment.

"Hohoho, it's been a while, Dean."

"...Ah, Court Count."

An unwelcome guest.

The Court Count had arrived first.

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