Chapter 656 – Mythology Academy
Seongil lowers his head with a tired expression and sighs.
‘Fuck…’
Seong-il instantly regrets exposing his skills more than necessary. But, that’s for a while. Since his main purpose of coming here was training anyway, he decides not to pay attention to such a small commotion at this point.
‘I don’t know! Fuck! I have to do what I like!! Then, if there is a problem, I just arrange the Transcendentalist skills and just leave.’
‘As long as there are three people, Elaine, Claudia, and Ophelia, there won’t be any problems in this world without me.’
After organizing his thoughts like that, Seong-il decides to completely ignore the gaze of others and focus on achieving his own goals.
“Kuh…!!”
“Seongil-goon! Your body movements are amazing? Your ability to control your body is very good. It’s amazing. This kind of ability is something you only get after going through a lot of real battles.”
Seong-il, who has decided on his next move, drives the momentum and shows an overwhelming appearance without hiding his skills in physical education classes.
Sapi Hilo, a physical education professor who is astonished at Seong-Il’s moves against his classmates, admires Seong-Il’s skill and tries to figure out his ability by specially attempting 1:1 sparring, which is not usual.
“Haha… Since I was young, I’ve been interested in martial arts… Professor! Perhaps, I have a personal question.”
Seong-il, who was beaten up and stretched out halfway on the floor, asks the professor about the psychic combat he felt while fighting.
“Defense tactics using high-density telekinesis. That’s good. It’s the fastest and most realistic.”
When asked a question that would have been asked by a real veteran combat psychic, Professor Safihilo put on a puzzled expression for a moment, then continued to explain kindly, remembering that the student in front of him was a student who battled the notorious Lord of the Abyss in the first semester.
‘As expected… It helps a lot.’
Although she learns martial arts from Eun-wol, unlike her pure martial artist, she herself uses her extra psychic powers to fight.
Therefore, Seong-il feels that it is very helpful when he hears from Professor Safihilo the vivid and realistic advice that can only be heard from a psychic.
‘Good? It’s definitely Mythology Academy. If you ask me something, he will give you an amazing answer.’
After that, animology, various theory classes, etc. Seong-il tirelessly repeats high-level questions that shock the surroundings, making his motives boring.
“…A real genius is like that.”
“I see. I felt great from the time I battled with the Lord of the Abyss on an equal footing…”
‘Now, when I look at myself, I keep saying that shit.’
Seong-il puts on a tired expression every time he enters class, hearing the envy and awe-inspiring whispers of his classmates. The first day or two he enjoyed that reaction, but as the situation repeats, he feels that the current situation is quite exhausting.
“Yo~! Genius! Have you listened to your major classes?”
“…Shut up.”
Before Elaine leaves to take a magic major, she casually approaches Seong-il and plays a half-play.
Seong-il enters the psychic major lecture room after seeing the behavior of a beautiful girl and the men watching her envy all at once.
“It’s been a while, everyone.”
“Long time no see! Professor Aaron!”
Not long after waiting in the classroom, a character who is now quite familiar with Seong-il appears. Black hair and a sleazy look. In addition, a man with an expression full of pride scans his intestines lightly and answers by touching the glove he is wearing.
“I believe it’s not that everyone isn’t focusing on their studies just because it’s vacation. With such a weak mindset, it’s going to become increasingly impossible to hold on at this academy.”
“…”
At Professor Aaron’s word, the friendly atmosphere in the hall faded at once. The students make eye contact with each other, then open their major books and look at Professor Aron.
‘As always.’
When she hears Professor Aron’s vitriol, which she hasn’t seen in a while, Seong-il smiles bitterly inwardly. However, even for a while, Seong-il looks at the curriculum Professor Aron gave him through his assistant and looks interested.
‘Basic elemental transformation using magical powers, exploring individual aptitudes, and unique transformation… Both of these are useful to me, aren’t they?’
Although he used martial arts to use special powers such as the Sunyang Ganggi and the Black Horse, it was ambiguous to call them superpowers, so Seong-il is very interested in the appearance of applied superpower technologies that he has never dealt with.
‘It would be nice if I could use elemental control techniques based on telekinesis like Red and Blue. It’s better if I can use something like unique transformation like Professor Aron’s.’
Seong-il naturally recalls the image of Professor Aron fighting the Lord of the Abyss in the past. The intense scene where a huge metal spear made by freely handling the surrounding metal was inserted into the demon’s head.
‘I can do it too…?’
Unlike other students who are slightly bored of taking classes, Seong-il enjoys this moment as if it is so much fun.
‘Fuck… Even these bastards have to experience the fucking Korean University to know that this academy is heaven.’
Seong-il swears in her mind, recalling her alma mater, where her aliens educated her in a cruel way, in order to breed humans suitable for her taste.
Of course, the Mythology Academy here is also similar in teaching students as if squeezing them out, but at least at this place, I felt that they truly cared for the students and taught with sincerity, so Seong-il was all the more pathetic about her peers around her.
‘Whoa… That’s it. Among them, there must be some people who were brought in by force just because they had talent.’
Having soothed himself, Seong-il calmly focuses all his attention on Professor Aron’s lecture.
“The two things listed here are the basics of the basics. In fact, even if you know how to do these two, a person with supernatural powers can do one person in battle.”
“…Simply, isn’t it too difficult to master those two abilities to be called the basics?”
A student at a distance from Professor Aaron secretly expresses his dissatisfaction with a brusque tone to the student next to him in a very low voice.
“That’s right. It’s not easy. So you’ll learn by concentrating on these two things throughout this semester.”
“Hee!!”
Really quiet. Again, I said it carefully, but when Professor Aaron seems to hear her ghostly grumbling, the expression of the student who opened her mouth changes as if she saw a ghost.
“Actually… I think it’s fortunate that you guys succeeded in elemental transformation this semester. I don’t really feel that you guys have outstanding talent. Plus, looking at your sullen attitude in class, it’s even more so. Personally, I think you guys are unique transformation I don’t believe you’ll realize the same advanced abilities.”
“…”
It was a peaceful tone, but the students flinched and made an embarrassed expression, as if they were awakened by the sharp evaluation that seemed to cut their hearts because of Professor Aron’s coldness in it.
After that, about a hundred students sitting in the hall quickly correct their posture and pretend to concentrate on Professor Aaron’s lecture. Either way, Professor Aron continues his explanation in a calm tone without changing his attitude a bit.
“Nevertheless, the reason why unique transformation was put into the curriculum this semester is that if you study the concept and then steadily hone your own strength, no matter how talented you are, you can develop your own unique trait by the third or fourth grade. It’s because there’s a high chance you’ll realize it, so you’d better focus.”
“Yes!!”
The students, awakened by Professor Aron’s sudden warning, respond in unison with their own determined voices.
Professor Aron, who seems to have liked the appearance slightly, opened the introduction and began to calmly recite explanations about magic and elements.
‘Hmm… I think I can get a sense of it…’
Seong-il, who is equipped with superhuman cognitive abilities thanks to nanomachines and martial arts, succeeds in reading and understanding the recorded contents very quickly.
“First of all, let’s put aside the theory and start with element manipulation. It’s okay if you don’t succeed, so let’s each try to transform the form of magic as I explained.”
Seong-Il tries to put her theories into practice with as much concentration as she can, taking advantage of the hands-on time that Professor Aron gives to the students.
‘Do not cling to the physical laws, but with the feeling of forcing my will overlaid on reality…’
At that time, Seong-il was desperately trying to implement the power according to the contents of the book written by Professor Aron himself. The intangible power in Seong-il’s hand begins to change into cold air.
“Ho… The other students haven’t caught on yet, but you’re immature alone, but you succeeded in implementing coldness?”
“…!!”
Seong-il, who was completely ignoring the surroundings, concentrating all his attention on the palm of his hand. He turns his head in surprise at the voice behind him.
‘Sir…’
Professor Aron seemed to have been sitting behind Seongil’s back for some time, watching him try to transform an element. What’s even more creepy is that not only he, but almost all of his classmates seemed to be watching the holy day.
“Look… He really thought he would succeed?”
“…Didn’t you prepare in advance?”
A buzzing sound all around. In general, elemental transformation usually takes a week even if the talent is a little outstanding or the compatibility with a specific element is good, so everyone in the hall looks shocked.
“Interesting. You must have learned elemental transmutation for the first time today, how did you succeed so quickly?”
“…Maybe this isn’t the first time?”
Seong-il, who did not want to draw more attention than necessary, makes an excuse to Professor Aron by acting clumsily.
“Stop the nonsense. The flow of magic that was seen in your hand at first was a stupid operation that could not have been done unless you were ignorant.”
“…”
A word from Professor Aaron that hits the mark. Seong-il, desperate for an excuse, is speechless and unable to say anything.
“However, the interesting thing is that when your gaze reached the theoretic paper I wrote in that ignorant state, little by little, the magic power was operated correctly according to the contents.”
‘Since when have you been watching?’
“…And if you’ve seen that, you can figure out, unless you’re an idiot, that you learned elemental transformation for the first time today.”
“…”
Professor Aaron’s logic that leaves him speechless. Seong-il realizes that while he was concentrating and not paying attention to his surroundings, he took care of his every move.
‘It’s a goal hit.’
Somehow, it seems that the genius gimmick has been perfectly established, and Seong-il feels that his head hurts.
‘I don’t know. Let’s just go out shamelessly.’
You have to open your mouth to be misunderstood. So Seong-il decides to just put a steel plate on his face and close his mouth.
“Okay. Let’s try changing the traits while being friends. Seongil Han. Get up from your seat and go up to the podium.”
“…Yes?!”
Seong-il looks horrified at Professor Aron’s outrageous remark about taking the deepening step of transforming traits by leading him out of the blue.
“I don’t have that level of ability yet?!”
“I’ll judge that. It’s okay to fail, so go up on the podium.”
Buzz buzz.
When the arrogant professor Aron showed Seong-il special treatment again, all the psychic school students sitting in the hall focused on Seong-il.
Seeing those burdensome eyes, Seong-il frowns like an animal being led to a slaughterhouse and truds up to the podium.
‘Fuck! These days, if I just concentrate, I keep not paying attention to the people around me…!!’
Seong-il, who often fell into a trance these days. He swears all kinds of curses inside and takes his place on the podium designated by Professor Aron.
“Okay. First of all, let’s take a good look at Han Seong-il’s use of magic! It’s because he uses it better than most training assistants. You guys should learn it too.”
‘Oh no!! Why the fuck are you jealous of this!?’
Seong-il is horrified at the words of Professor Aron, who keeps painting his face with gold. And at the same time, swearing at the jealous gazes of his classmates who were focused on him, Seong-il quietly starts to improve his skills.
