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Academy’s Gumiho is a Magic Genius - Chapter 294

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Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius Episode 294

Chief (4)

Baek Seok-ho just disappeared like that.

His giant arm burst open, reminiscent of a giant, and the trail of blood splattering in all directions was the only reminder of his death.

“Well, there’s no point in killing.”

I worked so hard to kill them, but I got nothing in my hands.

You can get a lot of magic stones and byproducts by killing monsters, but Baek Seok-ho is extremely difficult to catch.

“And if you’re going to die without leaving anything behind, why not die cleanly? What are you going to do with all the traces you leave behind?”

The giant arm burst and the blood splattered widely across the walls of the building and the park. It would cost a lot of money to clean it all up.

Of course, the person who caused the incident was Baek Seok-ho.

Compensation will be made by the Ninetails Guild.

In addition, they killed a lot of people and completely devastated the area.

This will also be compensated by the Ninetails Guild.

‘The family will continue to pretend not to know and continue to evade the truth.’

Even though Baek Seok-ho is one of the elders of the family, he is just an elder.

If what he did had absolutely nothing to do with Cheonho Baekga, he would avoid responsibility. And that’s not wrong.

‘I never imagined that Baek Seok-ho would become a mine.’

No one expected him to become a mine.

But if you just add the seasoning of agitation and fabrication, it becomes a very tasty dish.

‘Let’s go and rest for now.’

I needed a break right now.

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After the battle.

I headed to my parents’ house instead of home.

My home was also my home.

Well, there is no place more uncomfortable than here.

Not only that, the people here also seem to make me uncomfortable.

“Hey, there goes the lord.”

“Shouldn’t I go and say hello?”

“In principle, yes, but the elders are the ones who have the real power in the family right now. I’m worried that if I greet them without any reason, I might get on their bad side.”

The servants are anxious to gauge the mood due to the power struggle within the family.

“Haven’t you guys seen the news? The elders must be in trouble right now.”

“why?”

“Come check it out later after work. It looks like the elders have been in big trouble together. From now on, servants like us may have to be absolutely loyal to our lord.”

The attendants are anxious because they know what is happening outside.

I left them behind and headed to my room.

The highest point of the mansion.

I entered the family room, where only the current head of the family was allowed to enter, and immediately sat down on a chair and turned on the TV. As soon as I turned on the news, the events that had occurred from this morning to this afternoon were being broadcast.

At the bottom of the news is the number of confirmed deaths so far.

I watched the numbers gradually increase as I took out some alcohol and cups from the cupboard next to the chair.

“The board is laid out really nicely.”

It’s a shame that so many people have died, but if I use this as an opportunity to purge most of the elders, return their money to me, and take away their power, I can save more people.

About 48 thousand people.

I don’t know how many more deaths there will be, but their deaths are something I cannot prevent.

The victims of my weakness.

At least, in order for their deaths not to have been in vain, it would be best to use this incident as an opportunity to centralize power within all families.

“May the deceased rest in peace. Please……may he find peace in the afterlife.”

sniffling.

I drank some alcohol from the cupboard and prayed for the souls of the victims to rest in peace.

Maybe it was because the liquor was expensive. My body felt hot.

Unfortunately, the intoxication doesn’t go away.

My body is perfectly immune to toxins.

Drunkardhood is also a type of poison.

So this body’s immune system will never tolerate what I take.

I enjoyed the alcohol, savoring only the scent of the liquor and the gentle warmth rising in my chest.

“I wish I could get drunk at times like this.”

Because I used to have a perfect body that wasn’t affected by things like drunkenness.

I have never been drunk before, as my body is now completely immune to poison. However, I know very well what happens to a person when they are drunk.

Due to the nature of the military, discipline cannot be strict.

The battlefield is a different story.

If they didn’t relieve their stress in some way, they didn’t know what kind of division would occur. So the front-line troops were careful about getting drunk, but they still enjoyed drinking and getting drunk.

When drunk.

Because for that moment, I can forget everything.

A dying body, a bursting stomach, an empty seat for a colleague, the feeling of death squeezing my throat every moment, etc.

They could just laugh it all off, forgetting everything that was driving them crazy.

Of course, there were some guys who cried and complained from time to time.

But the ending was always laughter.

Alcohol makes people into brave lions, but in the end, it turns them into drunken, staggering dogs. This is a big disadvantage of alcohol, but the soldiers who saw the spectacle also enjoyed drinking, considering it as entertainment.

“I want to get drunk too.”

Then and now.

I didn’t understand their emotions.

At the time, I was a minor and could not drink alcohol, and even after I turned 20, my body’s detoxification ability was so excellent that as soon as I drank alcohol, it started to detoxify.

To me, alcohol was just a kind of tea.

A tea with a pleasant aroma and unique aftertaste.

Even now, it is not much different from drinking tea with the scent of trees and praying for the souls of the people. When I add alcohol to the memory of the victims, I am merely imitating those who try to forget their pain with alcohol.

Because this is all I can do for them.

Send them off with alcohol.

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Oh, of course we are also giving condolences to the bereaved families.

I put in a fairly large amount of money.

However, the condolence money is for their families left behind, and is not actually for them.

As is usually the case with elders in places like this.

I drank some soju.

Gulp gulp.

I drank a whole bottle of soju.

It was a liquor with a fairly high alcohol content, so it caught fire inside me.

My esophagus was burning hot, but it was only a ticklish sensation.

Just a few hours ago, I was struck by lightning.

Thanks to this, the threshold for heat has been greatly raised.

It was a sensation that even a drunkard would find painful because it was so hot, but he ignored it and took out a new bottle of whiskey and drank it all down.

“It smells good.”

It doesn’t make you drunk, but it smells so good that you can gulp it down easily.

It was expensive, so it was natural.

Among the liquors stored in the main house, there is none that is not of high quality.

At that moment, I drank exactly 6 bottles of liquor, which most people would only drink once in their lifetime, and was about to open the 7th bottle.

Snap!

Someone put a hand on my shoulder.

“My lord, you are going to die later.”

My hidden shadow at home.

It was Baek Eun-ho.

“The liver needs to be damaged by toxins to be harmed. By the time they reach the liver, they are already more than detoxified.”

“Is that it?”

“Let’s talk about my detoxification abilities and immune system. In the first place, my body can’t be contaminated with anything, so there’s nothing more to talk about.”

“……Then, let’s get to the main point.”

Baek Eun-ho took out a fluttering piece of paper from his bosom.

He handed me a few sheets of paper.

I held the bottle of liquor with my right hand and lifted the paper with my left.

The paper was filled with as many sentences as possible in small letters. The paper was packed with small letters on both sides, without any visual aids like pictures.

This was a method chosen to convey information as efficiently as possible, as enlarging the text and attaching supplementary visual materials would have made the pages unnecessarily large and cumbersome to store.

“It’s natural for related articles to pop up, but the information is more accurate than everyone thought. It hasn’t even been 24 hours yet.”

“I wrote down the information that I had certain, on the third piece of paper, the information that I had no evidence for but only circumstantial evidence on the fourth piece of paper, and the information that I had only circumstantial evidence on the fifth piece of paper.”

“Put aside the fifth piece of paper. Inferences without even a shred of evidence are just useless and obscure my subjectivity and intuition.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Gulp, gulp, gulp, as I scanned the information to warm up my stomach, I was able to make a rough assessment of the situation.

“There are two groups involved. The government and the association.”

“The government made an official announcement less than 24 hours after the incident occurred, and the association condemned the Ninetails Guild.”

“It’s ridiculous that a single newspaper and broadcasting station can obtain this much detailed information in just one day. If an official government announcement follows, then this much accurate information is understandable.”

The paper contains every word of the government’s announcement, without missing a single detail.

The six principles, cause and effect, and the exact course of events.

They published everything they found out.

The purpose was obvious.

“The government intends to revive the guild.”

“……I guess that’s what it looks like.”

“They are releasing accurate information in advance to focus attention on the government, and are preparing to fan the flames of public opinion based on the information they release in the future.”

This incident received widespread publicity.

People mourned the dead and expressed their anger at the sight of the ruined city. At the center of this anger were, of course, Cheonho Baekga and the Nine Tails Guild.

He criticized and cursed the family and the guild.

However, people still did not understand the details of the incident.

Until the government releases truthful information.

Newspapers and broadcasters were quick to report on the detailed information, as if they were watching it from the sidelines, and the anger of those who understood the circumstances and context began to burn in search of a more specific target.

The spark was bigger than expected.

It was inevitable. So many people had died that it was only natural that the embers would burn brightly.

But here the government put some thought into it.

Cheonho Baekga and Nine Tails Guild.

Both groups are representative groups of the Republic of Korea, and it would be no exaggeration to say that they are their bread and butter. The amount of money they earn each year is astronomical.

But what if something unpleasant happens in those two groups?

Of course it should be covered.

At this time, people’s attention is focused on the government.

People want more information from the government, and the government can increase the subjectivity of the information while reducing its objectivity to suit their tastes.

“You are really being too greedy.”

Someone came into the room I was working on with dirty feet.

A feeling of discomfort welled up inside me.

Flip this over? Stop it?

At that time of worry.

“……Ha, where on earth was this taken?”

When I looked at the back of the last piece of paper, for the first time I saw a photo attached to it.

Baek Seok-ho floating on a large amount of blood.

His naked corpse was there.

The source of the photo was a newspaper article.

The title of the article was a pun on the claim that I had the leader of a group killed.

‘… … Oh. Just looking at this picture, it looks like they drowned him in blood.’

I see, there are some really good players out there.

The chief is buried in water.

This is something some crazy guy wrote.

“I like it more than I thought.”

This news title. I like it because it sounds a bit crazy.

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