Fake Professor, Misunderstood As Strong - Chapter 177

Chapter 177: To The Snowy North… Part-1.
Capital City Delta, Core Area, President’s Residence.

Main Meeting Room.

Unlike usual, the president and the other ministers were not having a proper meeting today.

They were just sitting on their respective chairs and staring at a single man.

All the ministers sitting beside the roundtable were either thinking of running away or were sweating buckets at the moment.

Only the president was the calmest among them.

“Mr. Jareth Blaze… No, it’s Jareth Ayad now… Do you not know that barging into the president’s residence without permission is a crime?”

Jareth ignored the question of the president and directly stated what he came here for.

“I want permission to enter the ‘Abyss Alter Area.’ I would like the president to make an exception for me and grant me a token that can help me enter that place…”

“That’s all I need; grant me access to that place and I will be on my way; no need to make things difficult for each other, right?”

The president also knew that there was no point in reciting the laws and restrictions in front of a Grade 1 mage, so he stopped caring about it; he only said so to show that he wasn’t afraid of Jareth.

Although Jareth is a Grade 1 mage and the president is an ordinary person with no magical capabilities, the dignity of the whole nation is on his shoulders, so he won’t be afraid of anyone at all.

Moreover, the current president is known for his strict policies and stubborn nature; he would rather die than bow his head.

He’s the type of person that Jareth actually likes the most.

Even at his advanced age, he’s still following a strict schedule and working, which is commendable.

As for corruption and all, everyone in the government does that; it’s nothing new, so Jareth doesn’t care about it at all.

He himself is no saint either; he’s not going to expose these guys for no apparent reason.

Chaos in the country is not what Jareth wants to see right now.

This is also the reason why he came over to ask for the token to enter the Abyss Alter Area.

If he wanted, he could have forcefully broken the massive protective barrier to the entrance of that place.

But that would have triggered the self-destruction functions, and even with mana singularity, Jareth couldn’t have stopped it on time.

The Abyss Altar is a place personally created by the First King; the barrier alone involves the power of ‘laws’; messing with something like that by force is not a good idea.

The self-destruction of the main entrance of the Abyss Altar will create massive chaos in the nation, and that’s not what Jareth wants to see.

Thus, he decided to choose a more peaceful method this time.

He came over to ask for the token to get proper and official entrance permission in that place.

Only the president has the token that can grant access to that barrier; thus, Jareth directly came to him to ask for it in person.

Grade 1 beings are above the law; they can go wherever they want, and no one can stop them or blame them for it.

Thus, Jareth didn’t bother putting in a formal appointment request.

What will the president say to him? Put him in jail? There’s not a single jail that can hold a Grade 1 in it.

Only something like the death cage can keep a grade 1 mage stuck in one place, like Nathan is.

“You want to go into the Abyss Alter Area? That place is a literal hellhole; going there is suicide even for a grade 1 mage… Are you sure about it?”

A look of concern appeared on the face of the president.

The human race recently lost Nathan, and Jareth’s presence has filled that gap.

They can’t afford to lose another Grade 1 mage.

Although Grade 1 mages are above the law and are quite the arrogant folk, they are also one of the greatest benefactors of the empire.

Just look at Reynald; he’s the head of the royal family, and hundreds of industries are working under him.

The tax his companies pay alone supports 40 percent of the nation’s GDP, and the fact that he also takes private commissions is also a matter of great benefit.

Anyone who has enough money to gift him can go and hire him to help out in trouble.

Many rich ministers or family heads go to him and request him to improve and extend the mana circuit of their children so as to give a brighter future to their children.

Reynald aside, Jareth, who has only just recently become a grade 1, has already helped the entire nation by connecting Bastille and the whole desert to the nation.

Moreover, he also helped out in dealing with Konda, who could have destroyed the whole nation if left alone.

Not a single weapon of humanity would have worked on that bone dragon; it’s the fortune of the human empire that there’s a grade-1 mage like Jareth protecting them from such insane dangers.

Grade-1 mages may be selfish and arrogant beings who are disliked by many, but their strength is indeed respected by the whole nation, including the members of the parliament.

Jareth is being seen as a great pillar of support and protection by all of the citizens, as he has saved them once already, so if something happens to him, it will cause massive chaos in the nation.

Jareth’s popularity is no joke either; even the children in the most isolated corners of the empire know his name by now.

“I can give you access to that forbidden area, but are you sure you can make it back?”

The president himself doesn’t care what excessive demands Jareth has; for him, Jareth is a great hidden weapon that is absolutely necessary for the safety of the empire.

With demon cults like False Dome wandering around freely, people like Jareth are absolutely necessary right now.

“Haha, president, you are the first one to be so concerned about my well-being after my mother… You have earned my respect…”

Jareth felt quite amused by the fact that the president was worrying about his well-being despite him being the weaker one.

This situation is like worrying about the health of a walking nuclear bomb that can cause destruction on an immense scale.

The president shrugged his shoulders and replied in a calm tone.

“Well, I will give you the token… But there’s one condition: there’s been reports recently about an outburst of miasma-infected beasts on a floating island near the northern regions of the nation…”

“If you can help us solve that problem, I will give you the token…”

The president smiled a bit and continued,

“Please don’t consider this an order; it’s just a request… It’s not compulsory…”

Jareth felt even more amused hearing those words.

“So, you’re saying that even if I refuse to do this work for you, you’ll still hand over the token to me? Interesting…”

The president nodded his head and spoke in a calm tone.

“Well, I don’t have the means to stop you from directly taking the token from me; it’s just that I hope to make it an equal transaction…”

“I have heard that mages believe in the law of equal transaction; you do me a favor and I will give you the token… So, how about it?”

Jareth nodded his head, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

“Good! I will deal with this little thing of yours before heading towards the Abyss Altar; it would be too petty of me to just take advantage of this matter; I also believe in the law of equal exchange after all…”

Jareth got up from the seat and walked towards the door of the meeting room.

“I will be waiting in the main hall outside; ask someone to compile all details and give them to me; you have fifteen minutes… Delay a single second, and I will directly take the token and leave…”

The president nodded his head and agreed immediately.

Only after Jareth left the room did the other ministers let out their suppressed breaths.

Most of them were looking at the president with a look of absolute shock on their faces.

All of them were having a hard time even breathing under Jareth’s pressure, yet the president was as relaxed as always.

Which was quite a shocking thing.

What they didn’t know was that the president already has an incurable disease and he won’t live more than two or three years, so he doesn’t fear death at all.

As he already knows that the jaws of death are already quite near him, he has nothing to fear at all.

When in a near-death state, even an ordinary person can show insane resolve; maybe this is the miracle of the so-called ‘Indomitable Human Spirit’.

“Don’t waste the time on chit-chatting; ask your subordinates to give the details of the mission to him; it’s a good thing that he’s in a good mood; don’t waste this opportunity!”

“There are not many people who can solve this disaster; if we let this opportunity slip out of our hands, then no one knows how many people will die…”

“That will create problems for our government…”

After being scolded, the ministers worked faster and ordered their subordinates to gather all details that were important to the mission.

They even assigned their strongest knight to go and accompany Jareth on this mission so as to patch all loose ends.

The lady knight had a sore look over her face when she found out that she would have to accompany Jareth on a mission, but she had no other choice; orders from the superiors are unavoidable.