Chapter 395 – Mythology Academy
“This…”
And Professor Anahilo, who carefully observes the process by the side. He seemed to know very well what the Herald of Ruin was up to now, as he was well versed in animism.
“Sir… Can’t it be that spirits teach humans magic!? I… I’ve never seen anything like this before?!”
‘You’re misunderstanding…’
Seong-il cuts off Professor Anahilo’s words in order to evolve.
“No. This is not like that.”
“…No?”
Professor Anahilo, with his beautiful blond hair, unique to elves, making a puzzled expression. Seong-il reminds him of the explanation given in his first animology class.
“Do you remember that… Certain student’s family vision?”
“Ah, Elle…”
“Shh! Shh!”
“Ah!!”
When Seong-il refuses to talk about the vision, Professor Anahilo seems to come to his senses. Seong-il begins to explain to him.
“Yes. That’s right. The vision. And what I explained then was…”
Seongil calmly explains Elaine’s vision and lineage magic. After hearing all of these explanations, Professor Anahilo asks him back with a surprised expression.
“So… Then, Seongil-kun didn’t learn magic from the messenger of destruction… Did the magic power originally hidden in the blood awaken with the help of the messenger?!”
“Yes! That’s right. I didn’t learn it because I wanted to learn it, but by making a contract with a spirit that shares the same essence as the magic imprinted in my blood, I naturally learned the magic that was imprinted with the help of the spirit!!”
“!!!!”
“Because of this… Even if it’s just a coincidence…”
However, at Seong-il’s remarks, the hall becomes even more turbulent. Somehow, among the professors, there were more intense reactions than when Seong-il mentioned magic engineering tattoos.
‘What…? Why is the reaction more intense than the magic engineering tattoo?’
Seong-il is taken aback by the stronger reaction than before. While he stands still, unable to comprehend the situation, a heated discussion begins in the hall.
“…Isn’t it the orthodox theory that if you focus on the inner microcosm, you can’t accept magic, the power of the outer universe?”
“But, Seongil-kun in front of me, didn’t he succeed in learning magic even though it was an expedient!”
“Uh… Well…”
Speechless wizard. At that time, when he was at a loss as to what to answer, the psychic nearby heard the story and murmured to himself.
“Doesn’t that mean… That you can learn magic if you use a method that imprints magic on your blood, soul, etc. At a very young age or even before you are born…?”
“!!!”
Professors shocked by his murmur.
“That… Then, if parents who are wizards imprint their main line of magic into their souls with all their might, give birth to offspring, and train their children to become psychic…”
Based on the results derived in this way, the professors begin to examine the theory with serious expressions.
“At some point, I can awaken the power of my and outer universe at the same time. Just like Seong-il right in front of me.”
“Um…”
“…Really, I was able to develop my abilities without colliding with the outer universe!!!”
A psychic who expresses joy at hopeful results. For a while, the wizard next to him accepted his words with a skeptical expression.
“…To put it that simply, imprinting magic on the soul or lineage is by no means an easy task. An archmage who has raised to the level of a half-god can barely perform such a secret technique.”
“Hmm…”
“What’s more unfortunate is that it’s very rare for the ability to be inherited by casting secret arts. Even when the imprinted magic might manifest itself. Crucially, there are less than 100 wizards in history who can use such secret arts. At least in our time, I wonder if the dean, who is currently absent, is even possible…”
An incredibly difficult conundrum. Of course, among the students of the academy, where all the geniuses of the continent and the children of prestigious families gathered, Elaine was the only one with magic engraved on her bloodline. As much as that, lineage imprinting magic was a high-difficulty secret technique.
The magic hidden in Elaine’s blood was also to the extent that her ancestor, who was the first head of the Yvrose family and the strongest wizard on the continent at the time, had to pay enormous sacrifices and barely cast it.
‘…Apart from Elaine, it’s the same with me. Although it is said to have fallen, it is the power engraved by the world’s ‘Creator God’.’
“…In the end, Transcendence might be possible, but is it just a fluke that can only be achieved by making enormous sacrifices? Only then… Will efficiency… Mean…”
“You don’t know! First of all, it was proved with Han Seong-il’s appearance today that it’s possible!! If one day we can find a ‘mediator’ that can be used instead of lineage…”
“Ha… Would it be easy to find the medium?”
Seong-il listened to the professors’ conversation. He suddenly felt a strong sensation come to his 『Sensation』.
‘Wait… I feel something… Intense ‘something’ here…’
Seong-il is overtaken by the feeling that his fate may change depending on the choices he makes. Surprised by that intense sensation, Seong-il is confused and realizes the identity of this feeling.
‘This… Is it the… Crossroads that ‘The Devil in the Diary’ told me about!?’
It’s weak, but it’s the ability to read ‘causality’ and know ‘right’ and ‘wrong’ choices. Seong-il feels that ability has been activated right now.
‘Umm… Wasn’t it only activated by ‘choice’? Anyway…’
Realizing that something important is approaching, Seong-il stops thinking about useless thoughts and agonizes over ‘why’ this sensation has overtaken him.
‘Why? Why did you say ‘mediator’… Ah!!!’
One thought ran through Seongil’s mind.
‘If… What if I inform these professors of the ‘magic engineering imprint’ as a ‘mediator’?’
Then, a tremendous ‘positive’ feeling welled up in his heart. Seong-il realizes that if he teaches magical engineering imprints as a ‘mediator’, there will be a tremendously positive ripple effect in the world.
“Excuse me!!”
“Hmm? Something?”
In the middle of an out-of-the-box discussion, when Seong-il talks to them, the professors look puzzled. However, Seong-il does not miss the strange ‘expectation’ planted in their expressions.
“Actually… I just heard about that ‘mediation’ and felt it… Actually, I know that mediation technology…?”
“What!?”
Professors spitting out the same words at the same time like parrots. Seong-il, who was briefly taken aback by their slightly insane expressions, manages their expressions and starts explaining to them again.
“A while ago… The first question.”
“Ah…The one who carves artificial magic scrolls into his body…?”
“Yes… When I first learned the secret art, I once asked the original creator why he developed the secret technique, and he said that he made it to use this technique as a ‘medium’ for the Transcendental Society.”
“!!!”
The look of the professors with lights in their eyes. In response to their scary momentum and request to share the technology in their eyes, Seong-il answers them while wiping a cold sweat.
“…It’s not difficult to share mysticism itself.”
“Really?!”
“…But, as I said before, I must seek consent from the original producer.”
“Oh, that’s normal.”
“Yes. So I’ll ask you about it and ask you to share it.”
“Please!!!!”
The professors surround Seong-il and begin to look at it with burning eyes. Wearing a look of disgust at the mad reaction, Seong-il leaves the hearing room with the professor in charge of the first year.
***
“Phew…”
“You’ve worked hard. By the way… You must have been very nervous?”
“Yes. No matter how innocent I am, it’s not comfortable to be surrounded by dozens of eminent professors and ask questions.”
“Huh… I guess that’s the case too. But since you answered so clearly, I thought you weren’t nervous at all.”
“Haha…”
“And… Look forward to it.”
“Yes? What…?”
“What? This happened. Of course, the academy won’t reward you with something?”
“Oh…”
Professor Ahindel pats Seongil on the back and gives him a good word. He was moving his body somewhere with Seongil.
“…By the way, wasn’t the hearing over? Why again…?”
“Ah, it’s because of your ‘potion’ deal.”
“Ah…”
A declaration from a previous battle that suddenly comes to mind. Seong-il, who grasped the situation, calmly follows him without any reply.
Rattle!
A small office located near the hearing room. Upon entering, you will see three wizards who were making a fuss about buying an elixir from Seong-il the other day.
“Are you here!!!”
When Seong-il enters the office, Professor Thorgrim greets him with a young voice. As he approaches Seong-il, the other two professors quickly approach Seong-il as if they can’t lose.
“There.”
“Hmm…?”
“Students are burdened. Don’t you guys even know basic manners?”
“Uh… Well…”
Professor Ahindel gives a stinging advice to the professors. After drawing an invisible line, he tells Seong-il.
“Calmly listen to the conditions presented by the professors here and tell me. I will help you determine if the conditions are reasonable.”
“Okay…”
At Professor Ahindel’s words that he will actively help Seong-il so that he does not suffer any loss, the rest of the professors’ expressions begin to rot.
But, that’s for a while. They know that Ahindel’s consideration for freshmen is very natural, so they manage their expressions and take their items out of their arms.
“Will you look at my goods first?”
“Ah, yes…”
A middle-aged female professor dressed in black quickly approached Seong-il. He shows Seong-il a strange crystal ball and says,
“This is the most powerful artifact among the artifacts I possess.”
“…What are you using it for?”
“This is an ancient magical item called the ‘Eye of Truth’.”
“…Eyes of truth?”
“Yes. Through this crystal orb, the user can know the most profitable choice when faced with a critical crossroads. It is an artifact with great power? What about exchanging this for a potion?”
‘…Fuck, this is the same ability that the devil in the diary gave me.’
I wouldn’t know if it was before I received the ability from the devil, but now it’s an artifact’s ability that seems useless. For this reason, Seong-il ignores her suggestion and checks the items of other professors.
“Hmm… I guess you don’t like Professor Mu’s artifact?”
‘…Was that female professor’s name Professor Mu?’
The appearance of a middle-aged male professor who looks strict. He carefully takes a lamp from his bosom and shows it to him.
“…What is this?”
“Do you know the genie of the lamp?”
“Yes? That… Spirit?”
“That’s right! The upper air spirit!!”
‘Fuck, is that what I know?!’
While Seong-il is bewildered, the professor holds up a lamp and enthusiastically explains the usefulness of this artifact.
“Once a day, for 30 minutes, you can take out the genie sealed inside and use it as a servant!”
“Oh…”
“As you know, it is a spirit that is famous for being powerful among the air spirits you carry. If you release it together with your shadow spirit, you will be able to exert great power in future battles!! Even!! Unless the lamp you carry is destroyed, you will never die or return to the spirit world. It doesn’t even get summoned!! Even if it gets a fatal blow, it just goes back to the lamp.”
‘Oh…’
A pretty useful looking artifact. From the 『Herald of Destruction』, 『Cursed Sword』, To the alter egos summoned by the soul mask. In this state, if a competent subordinate like Genie were added, he thought it would be of great help to himself.
“Hey…”
As Seong-il looks at the lamp and is seriously troubled, Professor Togrim looks at Seong-il with a restless expression, wondering if the light has fallen on his foot.
“Ah yes…”
Seong-il leans towards the lamp, but he thinks that it would be a great disrespect to him to refuse Professor Thorgrim’s proposal without listening to it, so he hides his emotions as much as possible and looks at him.
“This… This…”
Professor Thorgrim hands over a wand with a slightly unsure expression. Seong-il, as well as the rest of the professors, start to laugh at the appearance of the clunky wooden staff.
“…What is this?”
“It’s a staff made from a branch of a now completely dead world tree.”
“!!!!”
“If you use this well, you can cast an advanced potion-level recovery magic with little magic power. Of course… It’s simple, and even a wizard’s staff is of the highest quality.”
The description of the cane, which seems pretty good just by hearing the explanation. However, the middle-aged professor who heard the explanation quickly cuts off his words and comes in and disparages the cane.
“Heung! Didn’t you see Seongil’s battle scene the day before? He’s the son of one of the leading merchant families on the continent. He can use any number of advanced potions without those things, so why on earth would he need a staff specialized for such recovery?”
“Okay…”
Professor Thorgrim groaned and kept his mouth shut, as if he were speechless at the middle-aged professor’s words. Perhaps excited by his attitude, the middle-aged professor constantly pushes him and tries to reduce the value of his items.
“Everything’s value depends on the user’s situation! Items that can use recovery spells are just baggage to Seongil-kun?”
‘…In principle, it’s true, but.’
In fact, there was nothing wrong with what the middle-aged professor said. Seong-il himself had the strongest potion ‘Elixir’ that he could use three times a month, and even if it wasn’t, he had the best potion made by Elisha, and even had the powerful regenerative ability of 『Deus Ex Machina』 In his body.
So, in terms of the situation, that staff was actually a useless item to Seongil.
‘But… If you know the true identity of that wand… You’ll never say anything like that!!!!’
Seong-il, who thought so, asked Professor Thorgrim about the item with a serious expression to confirm that the staff was the item he thought of.
