"Professor Faux, what…what did you do to them?" Hank stared at Frederick in disbelief."Nothing much. I just had a friendly chat with them. They've now deeply realized their mistakes and decided to turn over a new leaf," Frederick said with a warm smile, though to the students in Class 17, it was more like the grin of a demon."Professor Faux..." Hank’s expression was complicated. He knew these students all too well. If a simple conversation could’ve fixed them, they wouldn’t have turned into the nightmares they are now. Given the screams that had come from the classroom earlier, Hank was certain Frederick had used some method to deal with them."Professor Faux, most of the students at Number Twelve Institution are...rather special," Hank said, hinting at the students' powerful family backgrounds."As teachers, sometimes, we need to see the bigger picture instead of focusing on teaching," Hank said, patting Frederick on the shoulder. He had no intention of investigating what Fr
The students were taken aback, wondering if Frederick had cast some sort of spell on Hank. Why would Hank be willing to go up against their influential families for the sake of one teacher?They all shot a helpless look at the handsome boy, Cohen Arnold.If Frederick remained their homeroom teacher, how could they continue running wild in school? If they weren’t careful, their hands and feet might get dislocated by him again.He was like a thug or demon instead of a teacher. At this moment, all the nicknames others had given to them in the school seemed to apply perfectly to Frederick."No matter what your relationship with Hank is, as long as I want you out of this school, you’ll be gone!"Cohen, however, seemed unconcerned. He dialed another number."Uncle Jeremy, it’s Cohen."Cohen placed his phone on the desk, and put it on speaker."Cohen! What a surprise! You haven’t called me in years," a cheerful and slightly sycophantic voice came through the phone."Uncle Jeremy, y
"It’s such an honor to have you here, Mr. Lambert!"Hank wore a bright, enthusiastic smile as he quickly walked over to Jeremy to give him a handshake.However, Jeremy's expression remained cold. With his hands clasped behind his back, he walked past Hank without shaking his hand and entered the school gates.Hank hurriedly followed behind."Mr. Lambert, I believe there might be some misunderstanding here. There's no need to escalate things like this," Hank whispered."A misunderstanding? Number Twelve Institution must think it's above the law now, with teachers bold enough to lay hands on students," Jeremy sneered.If Cohen's father learned that his son had been beaten at school and that Jeremy, as the Deputy Minister of Education, did nothing, his career would be in serious jeopardy."That's absolutely impossible!" Hank reassured him.Before coming out to greet Jeremy, Hank had already made sure to delete the surveillance footage from Class 17. It was the last thing he could
Jeremy collapsed onto the ground.As the Minister of Defence, Gilbert rarely intervened in administrative matters due to the sensitivity of his position. But when he did, other participants would respect him and wouldn't easily oppose him.If he personally raised an issue, even Cohen's father wouldn’t dare to challenge him directly. Jeremy knew that he was dead meat. No one expected a mere teacher could hold such an exalted status.Cohen, too, hadn’t recovered from the shock since Gilbert walked into the classroom.He was considered the most influential student in the class. He had met Gilbert before. When he was a child, his father had taken him to visit Gilbert’s home.When Gilbert entered the classroom, Cohen had even stood up to greet him. However, Gilbert completely ignored him and walked straight to Lukas.Cohen was utterly dumbfounded. He was curious about Lukas’s background and why would he bother being a teacher when he was so powerful."Chief York, I'll leave him to
That night, Frederick stayed up without sleep.For now, he had managed to subdue the rowdy kids in the class. However, improving their grades couldn’t be achieved through pressure alone. It also required solid teaching efforts.So, he spent the entire night preparing a revision schedule.Calling it a "revision schedule" might not be quite accurate. For those students who often scored zero, it was more of a "learning schedule."Thankfully, their grades were so low that if they followed Frederick’s plan and studied properly, improving the overall score by 30% within a week wouldn’t be too difficult.Despite staying up all night, Frederick appeared in the classroom the next morning as energetic as ever.The first class of the day was Mathematics.In addition to being their homeroom teacher, Frederick was also Class 17’s math teacher. The previous math teacher even called Frederick to express his deep gratitude for taking over."Let’s start the class," Frederick said, standing at t
Frederick’s heart sank.These masked men had kidnapped Cohen and Alessa, but instead of contacting their family, they reached out to him, their homeroom teacher. He wondered if they were after him. If they were targeting him, it would mean that his identity as Lukas had been exposed.Frederick took a deep breath to calm down.He had to go to the factory no matter what. Even though Cohen had shot at him yesterday, he was still their homeroom teacher now."Don’t mention this to anyone, especially not the school," Frederick said firmly to Vincent and the other security guards."No way! We’ll be held responsible!" Vincent said anxiously. "Do you think you can avoid responsibility now? If their parents find out about this, you’ll be the first ones to suffer!" Frederick replied coldly. "Besides, the kidnappers only asked for me. If you notify the school, they’ll call the police. If that angers the kidnappers and something happens to the students, you’re all dead meat!"Vincent was
“They’re only my students. Why would you think that I would risk my life for them?” Frederick retorted coldly.“Because of who they are! We’re recording everything. If you refuse, we’ll kill them and release the footage. Do you think their parents, driven mad by rage, wouldn’t blame you for their deaths? When that happens, I’m sure their parents will make sure both you and your family suffer something worse than death!” Axel laughed maniacally.“And you think their parents won’t find you?” Frederick asked.“That’s none of your business, we’ve got that covered.” Axel chuckled slyly.“You—!” Frederick was shaking with anger.On the rooftop, the three masked men burst into laughter.In the next instant, Frederick’s figure shot upward like a bolt of lightning.The masked men stopped laughing, and quickly kicked Cohen and Alessa off the edge of the building.Frederick froze for a second. He had assumed these masked men were just common criminals, but he now realized they were cult
"Three years ago, you emerged from nowhere, defeating the Four Masters of Medicine and becoming renowned across the world. Is it that surprising that I know who you are?" Frederick stood up and smiled slightly. Easton frowned. "You've spent most of your life overseas, only returning recently. How could you possibly know about me?""Because I’m not just Lukas." Frederick's face and body began to shift and change, and within moments, he returned to his original appearance.Easton’s eyes widened in shock.The next moment, he greeted Frederick respectfully. “Greetings, Mr. Lester!" he exclaimed.Easton Foster’s title as Lifemender showed his great standing in the medical world, yet here he was, treating Frederick respectfully."Easton, it seems you’ve gotten more foolish as you’ve aged, becoming nothing more than a lapdog for a powerful family. If I had known this day would come, I never would’ve saved you," Frederick said disdainfully.Years ago, Easton had ventured into the per