Ruler of the Game 333

Chapter 333 – Mythology Academy

When Albert finished casting, Seong-il provocatively asked him. Instead of answering, Albert looks at him with cold eyes and aims his staff at him. Seong-il, seeing this, tries to rush at him with a fishy smile.

『Wooooo!!!』

As Seongil charged Albert, the Air Elemental roared with anger.

Despite being made of mere wind, the being roars wildly as if it had a mouth.

‘Hmm… Does a physical attack work…?’

In order to understand the air elemental, I try to use 『Emotion』 On the object.

‘Hey… Bounce it off?’

Interestingly, an air elemental that deflects Seongil’s 『Emotion』. It probably had its own magic resistance.

‘Well… If I do my best, I’ll be able to see through it, but if I do, I’ll be hit directly by Albert’s spell.’

Thinking so, Seong-il gives up the search and starts injecting his inner energy into the gauntlet.

‘I shouldn’t use items or imprint buff magic. It can lead to useless misunderstandings.’

In order to avoid any misunderstanding that could make him look like a transcendentalist, Seong-il gave up the use of various buff magic as well as shadow magic.

Even Seong-il gave up using the black horsemanship, which is perfect for standing out during martial arts.

He only wants to subdue his opponent with martial arts and telekinesis.

‘Actually, most of my abilities were sealed… But, nevertheless, I don’t think I’ll ever lose to that guy, do I?’

Seong-il, who thought so, rushed at the air elemental at high speed, ignoring Albert, who was preparing an attack magic by casting, without being nervous at all.

“@#!$%%^”

The figure of Albert who begins to mumble an incantation. Seong-il feels that he is reciting a fairly powerful attack spell.

‘First, remove the elemental quickly…!’

Even though he didn’t use Haste, Seong-il approached and tried to attack at an unbelievable speed.

When he reached about 2-3 meters from the Elemental, he punched the Elemental while stepping on the chaotic footsteps unique to the Bankruptcy Priesthood.

“What crazy…?”

As if the behavior of such a holy day is absurd, Professor Ahindel makes a laughing monologue.

“…”

And, as if that behavior seemed similar to Professor Aron, he only looks at Seongil with a firm expression.

“That friend… Doesn’t he know that airflow spirits are virtually immune to almost all physical attacks? Such basic common sense?”

“…”

“This is it, I was expecting a lot because it was a first-class psychic who came out in 10 years.

Now Professor Ahindel is talking to himself as if to listen to him by his side in order to openly scratch Professor Aaron.

That moment when Professor Aaron was about to say something.

Cuckoo!!!

“!!!”

Seong-il beats the air elemental with a punch at terrifying speed and blows it up.

“…What is that?”

A sight that is incomprehensible to common sense. As Professor Ahindel muttered to himself in shock after seeing the Air Elemental exploding in his fist, Professor Aron answers him with a faint smile.

“It’s interesting. To put primordial mana on your hands. It feels like enchantment magic.”

“!!”

It’s not that body-enhancing supernatural powers don’t have magical powers on their bodies, but usually, the power they wear was the materialization of the power they have in their organs.

For example, in the elemental system, fire and cold were typical, and even if not, it was common to wear telekinesis.

“Using pure magical power is very interesting…”

“Hmm…”

And perhaps it was the same for Professor Ahindel, he abandoned his sarcastic attitude and watched the battle of the Holy Day with interest.

‘Also. There’s no problem if you use strong skills.’

Even though the sunyanggi was lightly wrapped around her hand, the air elemental exploded like tofu and disappeared.

Encouraged by that appearance, Seong-il circulates his inner energy more strongly and looks around the Sunyang Ganggi in his hand.

“Hoo…”

Then, in Seong-il’s hands, the heavenly, earthy, yin-yang, and yin-yang connection technique unique to the Sunyang Ganggi.

Not only the onlookers but also the professors are amazed at the chauvinistic appearance.

“Interesting… Was he a fire-type person?”

Like a wizard, Professor Ahindel focuses on an interesting experiment subject called Seong-il, leaving behind the war of nerves with Professor Aron.

In the first place, unlike Professor Aron, who had a strong political aspect, he had a stronger scholarly aspect.

Because of this, he abandons his hostile attitude towards Seong-il and focuses on observing the interesting fighting method of Seong-il.

“Hmm… I don’t think it’s flame… What is it?”

“…Isn’t it flame?”

“That’s right. If it’s a simple flame, there should be a reaction unique to the flame.”

“Hmm…”

“No matter how magical the flame is, it’s so unusual? It’s like… The flame of the spirits? Especially of the phoenix.”

“Hoo…”

After hearing that, Seongil’s Sunyangganggi looks quite similar to the flames of the spirits. The soft flames emanating from his hands looked chaotic at first glance, but his flames didn’t burn the surroundings at all.

『Kooooo!!』

But apart from that, the Air Elemental, beaten by Seongil’s chauvinistic martial arts surrounded by the Sunyangganggi, suffered terrible pain and its limbs were being shattered.

Seong-il beat the two Air Elementals in an instant and eliminated them.

‘Hmm… It’s not a big deal compared to its size… Hmm?!’

A warning of a sharp approaching emotion. Seong-il quickly turns his eyes to the place where the threat is coming.

“!!’

Fifteen ice spears floating in the air. Even though it took less than a minute to beat the air elemental, Albert had cast a huge number of ice spears in the meantime.

And Seong-il is frightened by the bloody appearance, and begins to wear the Sunyang Ganggi all over his body, raising his inner strength to the extreme.

“…Is the joke over? Now let’s make you pay for that arrogant confidence!”

Albert shouted with a lively look. At the same time, all of his ice spears flew towards Seong-il.

“Chit!!”

Seong-il begins to wrap the curtain of the Sunyang Ganggi as if spraying it all over his body.

Then, along with the shield of telekinesis, the strong wind begins to form a hot steel shield within a radius of about 1m on the holy day.

“Ohh… Is it possible to adjust the heat according to the user’s will, as well as not damage objects…? It really looks like a phoenix…?”

As Professor Ahindel said, Seongil’s Sunyanggang started to burn like the scorching sun, but it did not cause any damage to the surrounding objects.

However, apart from that, due to the heat, the mortal ice spears prepared by Albert could not pierce Seongil’s strong air barrier, and could not approach the barrier and only melted.

“Crazy…!! What the hell did you do?!”

Albert is dumbfounded by the appearance of a flame shield that melts magical ice.

Seong-il smiles at him, then lifts one of his feet and slams it on the floor.

“Quaang!!!”

The floor of the gymnasium is horribly smashed. The broken stones become large and small stones and are scattered in the air.

“Is it my turn now?”

Seong-il pondered for a moment whether to rush in and beat Albert. However, he decides to try an attack using telekinesis instead of close combat in order to grasp the power of telekinesis, which has become stronger through an experiment not long ago.

“Crazy…!!”

Albert is horrified as dozens of stones fly towards him. He desperately catches up with his mind, casts an emergency defense magic that has a daily use limit, and casts additional defense magic on his body.

『Emergency Cast!! Lesser Projectile Resistance!! Limited Stationmaster!! Rock Skin!!』

Quaang!!!

However, despite his efforts, the stones rip through Albert’s layer of defense and fly towards him.

“Oh, no!!”

Albert said that he strengthened his body by putting various auxiliary magic on his body, but regardless of that, I am sure that he would not be able to avoid fatal wounds if he was hit directly by that stone.

“!!”

The moment his face turned blue, he couldn’t hold back his fear and closed his eyes tightly.

『Advanced Projectile Resistance, Ghost Armor, Advanced Space Distortion!!』

“…!!”

Professor Ahindel holding a staff and using defensive magic with light gestures.

As he pours out advanced magic like a storm in less than 5 seconds, the boulder loaded with Seongil’s telekinesis loses momentum, slows down in an instant, and begins to fall to the floor.

“…”

With the help of the professor, he managed to save his life, and Albert knelt on the spot with a pale face.

“This… Do you think our psychic freshmen won the 3rd year of the magic department?”

“Hmm…”

Overwhelming disparity. Even Seong-il leisurely observed Albert at the beginning of the confrontation, and let him cast auxiliary magic and summon a summoned beast.

Therefore, from the outside, it seemed that Seong-il and Albert’s match this time was overwhelming, and in fact Seong-il played with his senior Albert.

“I lost.”

‘Oh… Do you wear robes?’

Unbeknownst to his sinister personality, Albert unexpectedly approached Seong-il and bowed his head to accept the outcome.

Seong-il, who was interested in his appearance, was observing him. Professor Aaron, who was outside the arena, shouted.

“The winner. Seongil Han!”

“Wow!!”

The cheers of the onlookers echoed everywhere. The students, who seem to be about 40 to 50 students, are rookies called Seong-il, and enthusiastically cheer for the victory of the underdog.

‘…Now it’s completely wrong to go quietly to the academy.’

Seong-il approaches Claudia, thinking that he should use the outsider tactic as he had planned.

“Somehow, it happened like this.”

“Uh…”

“First of all, I apologize for having to fight with senior Albert despite your intervention. Also, I apologize for my excitement and harsh words and actions towards you.”

“…”

“And I appreciate the offer to join the leadership team, but I’d like it if you didn’t have one. As I said before, it’s a bit burdensome.”

“Huh… Hmm…”

A polite but cold tone of voice. Seong-il hangs his head and thinks he has succeeded in drawing a line with Claudia by responding rudely.

“…?”

However, when I lowered my head for a moment and raised it, I saw her face.

‘No… Shit, why the hell is your face red…?’

Claudia, who is known for always making a high-handed and lofty expression, befitting her nickname of the queen.

However, Seong-il sees her expression and thinks something must be wrong with her.

‘This expression… Is that the expression you get when you touch the Claudia capture trigger? Damn…’

Of course, Seong-il personally preferred the heroine named Claudia when playing the game.

In the midst of such a fan heart, her appearance that she saw in real life in this game world moved Seong-il’s heart.

But her problem was that if she seduced one of her main heroines, she would inevitably run into a major event for her, Seong-il knew.

Because of her seong-il, she realizes that she has started dipping her toes into trouble.

‘…Ha, I don’t know. First of all, the main event doesn’t happen until the main character is at least in the second year, so I’ll be able to do something in the meantime. Shit.’

Muttering like that, she ignores the people around her and leaves the arena.

‘Oh fuck… What a dog-like Haru.’

As if she was running away, she returned to the dormitory and lay down on the bed. He murmurs with a troubled expression.

“Really, how come the plans made in advance are destroyed in less than a week?”

A tantrum that explodes the more you think about it. Seong-il contemplates how to control his anger.

“Ah!! At times like this, I need to do something to relieve stress!!”

Seong-il was thinking about going back to reality for a while and summoning Charlotte, who has a pretty similar appearance to Claudia (albeit with a completely different personality…), To relieve her stress by slapping her on the butt.

‘Ah! I must have earned a ton of points for free this time, shall we try drawing for the first time in a while?

Seong-il had consumed most of the consumable items that had been drawn through the Game Master Draw. He decides to recruit new consumable items and draw for the first time in a while.