Fake Professor, Misunderstood As Strong

Chapter 133 The Monster Born From Sin... Part-3.

Capital City, Core Area.A luxury mansion, rooftop.

An old man in his sixties was floating in the swimming pool wearing a floating tube, seemingly enjoying his free time with a relaxed smile on his face.

The wind breeze felt particularly cold, refreshing, and comfortable today, and the night sky was adorned with stars and the bright moon.

"Ah, this is life; it's a good thing I retired; living like this and spending the rest of my days in luxury is not a bad idea at all…"

Just when the old man was having a relaxing time, his phone, which was placed on the chair placed beside the pool, rang.

The old man lazily reached for the phone while still standing in the swimming pool, and an annoyed look appeared on his face as he took the call.

"What is it!? Why are you calling me so late in the night! Didn't I tell you guys not to disturb me! I will go to the company to deal with the rest of the work tomorrow!"

The other party on the phone hurriedly explained some urgent company-related business, to which the old man replied in a hurry.

"Ah, forget about it; I will go to that banquet myself later. I can't trust such a big deal to you newbies! You guys just know how to give me a headache and nothing else!"

With that said, the old man cut off the call and threw away the smartphone in annoyance.

"F*cking Garbage! These people can't even do some simple tasks; the team I had in the organization was much better and more professional; these people are all so f*cking lazy!"

"Tch, waste of time!"

He jumped out of the pool and walked over to the edge of the rooftop to enjoy the amazing view.

"Sigh, I really like this cold and refreshing wind… If it's like this, I can stay and enjoy it forever…"

Just when he was enjoying the view, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition and then suddenly noticed an unknown man standing right beside him.

The man took off his big hat that was partially hiding his face, and his dark purple hair flailed with the air.

Seeing those dark purple eyes staring at him, the old man couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine.

"J-jareth Blaze? H-How is this possible?"

Jareth tilted his head and said,

"Nothing is impossible… You are underestimating my capabilities, it seems…"

The old man took a few steps back and said, in a shocked tone,

"B-but I placed a self-destructive spell on the minds of all my minions!! The moment they try to reveal information about me, their heads will explode on their own!!"

"I use a grade-1 magic artifact!! No one can undo such a powerful binding spell!! Not even a grade-1 mage!!"

The old man was so shocked that his legs gave away, and he slumped down on the floor, desperately trying to run away.

At that moment, Jareth just shook his head and said,

"Yeah, indeed, if it were any other grade-1 mage, you could have really deceived them; no one could have found your whereabouts from your minions…"

"But unfortunately for you… you met me…"

Jareth already sensed the presence of the self-destruct spell on Hark and Zeran's bodies the moment he saw the two with his own eyes.

He directly deactivated that self-destruct spell in Hark's body and then tortured him till he spilled all the beans for him.

"But I have to acknowledge it; your minions are really tight-lipped; if it were an ordinary person, they would have spilled everything the moment they saw my face…"

"A grade-1 mage is in itself a force to be afraid of, after all…"

The old man still refused to believe reality; his plan was full-proof, and he took all precautions that he could.

Not only did he place the self-destruct spell, but he always used to wear a magically enhanced mask whenever he met with his minions, making it impossible for them to see his face.

But what he didn't know was that Jareth played the game, and he knew about all the major characters.

"Old Man Barin, you really are very unlucky, you know… Actually, I already had suspicions about you…" Find adventures on My Virtual Library Empire

"So I was already doing my re

Jareth kept going up and up until he directly crossed the Earth's atmosphere and reached outer space.

At that moment, he deactivated his 'Mana Bubble' spell, and Barin began to float in space like a rock.

He clenched his throat and tried to breathe desperately but couldn't, and his body started to freeze at an insane speed.

"Grade-2 warriors like you can indeed survive the space much longer, but you know what? I directly destroyed your mana circuit, and you don't have any mana now."

"You are nothing but a helpless, ordinary old man…"

A smile spread across Jareth's face as he inquired.

"So, tell me now, 'How does the wind feel above?', Is it not blowing at all?"

Barin died from lack of oxygen, and his body froze. The fatal radiation of the sun destroyed his body's cells.

Barin was completely dead.

"You did say that if it's cold and comfortable, you can stay for an eternity, right? I will let your dead body float in space forever now…"

With that said, Jareth kicked the corpse, and it floated in the direction of the sun.

'Ah, it seems you aren't going to stay cold for too long… But that small time is good enough for you, right? The sun will burn you and give you a lot of warmth… good bye…'