Use the power of the Demon King to destroy those reincarnated in another world

Samuel wanted to retort, but was frightened by Nia's glare. Trembling with rage, he picked up the dropped papers. Then he silently left the room with his back to Near.

At the same time, he exchanged glances with the man outside the door for a moment, but soon lowered his head and left the room. Nia ignored the man and said to him, "Please come in."

The man bowed, closed the door, and walked towards Nia. Nia slowly looked at the man. He has black hair with a blue sheen, neatly styled into a straw hat, wears rimless glasses, and is tall.

"First time we meet, my name is Kepin Klinz."

"Nia Fulzbelt, please take care of me."

After the man announced his name, he took out a piece of paper from the bag on his left hand and handed it to Nia. His academic qualifications and other details were recorded on the paper. Nia took the paper and looked at it slowly.

After a few seconds of silence, Nia raised her head and looked at Kaiping: "You graduated with first place, that's amazing."

"No, where."

"Klinz-san, right?"

"It's okay to call him Kaiping."

"So, Keping, I read your thesis."

Kaiping looked slightly surprised, but nodded.

"'The Utility of Magical Tools in Society' is such a common and clever paper. You only focus on the score, and you don't see your personality as a person at all." Nia deliberately raised her head and made a disgusting expression.

But Kaiping just said "thank you." Nia turned to the paper with a deadpan expression.

"You don't seem to be good at 'Magic', but what about this?"

"Yes. Ever since I was a child, I have not been good at manipulating magic power. Although I am working hard now, I have not succeeded yet."

"What about the theory of magic?"

“Except for practice, I achieved pretty good scores in everything else.”

Nia nodded. There is no lie, besides these he has left a legacy of outstanding achievements, which is why he became chief. Although the dialogue experience is subjectively lacking, there seems to be no flaw in terms of human nature.

Because of this, Nia grinned: "I read all the papers you submitted during your time in the academy." Kaiping's left eyebrow moved slightly.

“You had an essay that you didn’t get extra points for, right?”

Kaiping remained silent and did not change his expression. This was the first time he was truly surprised.

"'Similarities between magic and physical interference with magic'. You are trying to demonstrate the difference in damage between spells and magical interference from a magic perspective."

Kaiping put on his glasses again, a drop of cold sweat on his temples.

"The conclusion is that there is no difference in physical interference. This is a fact known to everyone. So this meaningless paper received no points and was returned. Isn't that right?"

"You're right."

"I want to know why you wrote this paper."

"I'm sorry, but this is not something that should be discussed. It is personal and will only cause you trouble."

Nia laughed. Clearly mocking and taunting: "Can't use magic. That's why you insist on magic."

Kaiping neither confirmed nor denied, he just smiled slightly awkwardly. This already means that he is affirming it.

"According to the paper, your ability to organize information and calculate is very good." Nia narrowed her eyes and said, "However, your thinking ability is insufficient."

Kaiping lowered his head to avoid Nia's gaze, an action that showed that he understood the meaning.

"As a researcher, you are unqualified. What scholars need is not work efficiency, but the thinking ability to create new things freely." Nia's voice gradually became excited.

Nia continued indifferently: "There are many people like you who work efficiently. As a researcher, what I need is not people who can turn 1 into 10, but people who can create 0 from 1."

Nia deliberately dropped the paper in front of Kai plane. Kaiping frowned and slowly raised his head to look at the paper. He saw Nia's indifferent eyes.

"You are just an ordinary guy." Nia raised the corner of her mouth slightly.

"Is it time to get angry now?" Although his expression was mocking, he remained calm in his mind.

"Even if you're not angry, it doesn't matter if you can't respond here."

Kaiping didn't answer, and Nia was about to turn away in boredom. At that moment, Kepin smiled slightly, and Nya was surprised to see the expression, because Kepin looked relieved.

"This refers to..." Keping looked at Nia with a smile, "Are you praising the extraordinary that you can see things that others can't see?"

Nia exclaimed, "What?"

"Indeed, your ideas are always surprising. That's why we mortals call you a genius." Kaiping adjusted his glasses, "However, you cannot understand the thinking of mortals because of your extraordinary talent. Isn't it?"

"I'm not a businessman, so I don't have to understand other people's thinking."

"There is no need to understand. However, most of the people who fill the world are what you call mortals." Kaiping did not answer emotionally, he persuaded gently.

"Most of the people who use what you create are human beings. If you can't understand the mood of the user, I don't think you can create something better."

Silence, plain words, no dissembling.

Nia looked at Kaiping silently and suddenly laughed: "Oh, you really surprised me."

Near smiled happily, and Kaipin waited for his next words.

"Indeed, you have a point." Nia walked up to Kaiping and picked up the paper that fell on the ground.

"Magic tools are just auxiliary tools for using magic in daily life or in battle. They cannot do everything alone, let alone create them by themselves."

He dusted off the paper and continued: "Ultimately they are just tools that follow the will of the user. So, I think your point is correct."

Nia put the paper on the table in the center: "Even so, I am still a scholar. I can't completely agree with all of this." As he said that, Nia invited Kaiping to sit on the sofa for the first time.

"Let's start talking about 'work', Kepin." Nia smiled, "I have some admiration for you."

There was no evil in his smile, but a childlike innocence. Kaiping just nodded deeply and said, "Please take care of me."