Academy’s Gumiho is a Magic Genius - Chapter 301



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Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius Episode 301

Magic Stone (1)

‘The atmosphere was definitely led.’

As I watched the first elder cowering in fear at the radiating momentum, I became lost in thought.

This brief conversation seized the initiative.

I would like to use this initiative to purge all the elders and centralize all power in my hands.

‘Those damn forces are the problem.’

Groan, groan.

A noisy audience.

In fact, they are not people who can be treated as mere audience members.

The heads of the collateral branches. The power, money, and authority of each individual is relatively small, but the synergy that comes out when they come together is enormous.

They simply cannot participate in the meeting because they do not have the right to speak.

The power is full.

‘If we replace the elders, those there will rebel.’

Once the mood and initiative were set, the elders were no longer a big problem.

Evidence of their criminal activities was already being collected.

In preparation for any eventuality, they had prepared for more than just the circumstances surrounding the crime. The fall of the elders was a foregone conclusion.

The problem is.

‘It’s a backlash that occurred during the process of losing power.’

Mines are already running rampant outside.

Inside, the family members are polar opposites.

‘But that doesn’t mean we can replace the nine elders with them.’

Nine elders representing the collateral branches.

Only those who have the support of the collateral branches can sit in that seat.

I can elect as elders those who will be loyal to me.

But if all nine seats are elected in this way, the heads of the collateral branches will no longer trust the elders.

Because the elders can no longer speak for themselves.

I will create another force.

‘That doesn’t mean we can avoid dismissing the elders.’

The current elders are already rotten water.

As the saying goes, if the upper water is clean, the lower water will be clean as well, at least the elders must not commit crimes in order to manage the overall water quality of the family.

‘I’m worried.’

─Actually, hasn’t the plan already been decided?

‘… … Halfway?’

All the elders are overthrown.

This is clearly a settled matter.

There is no place for them in the future I am drawing.

If the elders back their forces and rebel, I am prepared to cut them out without hesitation. In the process, there is a possibility that the size of the family will be slightly reduced.

Do you think all nine elders would do that?

Even if that’s the case.

‘If we just deal with the three elders as an example, the complaints will subside.’

Man is an animal that hangs itself on relative things.

No matter how successful you are, if your success seems insignificant compared to others, you cannot be truly happy about your success.

But if that success makes me look even slightly better than others, I am also purely happy.

This can also be applied in reverse.

If you fail, it’s sad and painful.

If the person next to you experiences greater failure and frustration, the sadness is eased simply by knowing that you are relatively better off than that person.

Like this.

People are crazy about relative things.

─I agree with the idea of ​​using a shield to deal with those who are particularly disobedient. But what is the justification?

‘Of course I’m ready.’

Swish.

He put his hands in his pockets and fiddled with something small.

Since the elders were watching, I didn’t bother to bring it out.

Just by touching him like this, I was able to convey what I wanted to say. Tamamo looked into her pocket.

─This is!

Then I was startled.

─Isn’t that a magic stone?

As soon as I put my hand in my pocket and told him that there was a hint there.

Tamamo noticed what was in my pocket.

Magic Stone. An eco-friendly energy resource that can be obtained by extracting organs from hunting monsters. There was a very small fragment of the magic stone in the pouch.

─But it’s really small. Maybe the size of your thumbnail?

Comparable in size to a man’s thumbnail.

Although it was very small, the energy felt was extraordinary.

Tamamo was so surprised.

Not only did I feel the energy, but I also had this thing in my pocket, and I didn’t even notice the existence of the magic stone until I told you about it.

It was a truly bizarre magic stone.

While she focused on the fact that she didn’t notice the existence of the magic stone, which was emitting such intense energy so close by.

My nerves were focused on the energy of the magic stone.

It’s a magic stone that I put in my pocket, but honestly.

‘It’s kind of disgusting.’

The smell of mine that was thickly embedded in the magic stone.

That foul and disgusting smell is something that cannot be hidden.

It felt like I was storing a small amount of tofu in my pocket.

─I understand that this is a magical stone. But how can you connect this to a cause?

Knock knock.

Tamamo tapped the inside of the pocket with her translucent fingers.

─There is no connection between the justification for expelling the magic stone, the elders, and their subordinate forces.

‘Why isn’t it there?’

─… … ?

‘This magic stone. It’s a fragment of the magic stone that came out from Baek Seok-ho’s corpse.’

Baek Seok-ho’s body evaporated.

When his massive arm burst and blood spurted everywhere.

I wanted to evaporate everything about him, his body and blood, all at once. Baek Seok-ho’s blood and body. I was determined to eliminate everything without leaving anything behind.

But the black fragment that Baek Seok-ho swallowed to become a mine.

It was thrown out of his body, undigested, and scattered on the floor.

Even with a single blow that vaporized the corpse and blood in an instant, the magic stone did not disappear.

The problem is that it was taken away.

─T-T, when on earth did you pick that up? I’m always behind you, sleeping or awake.

‘I picked it up when I was exhausted from helping you.’

The largest chunk was taken away.

But the fragments remained.

Unless you really look for it, it’s buried under the rubble of the building, so small that it’s hard to find with the naked eye.

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This is also clearly a by-product of Baek Seok-ho’s body.

‘This is evidence of an unprecedented incident where an elder was corrupted by a mine. What can they do if we put this out there?’

From the beginning, they were no match for us in terms of force.

By using this magic stone fragment, you can obtain the justification of punishing the elders who plotted evil deeds together with the five elders who have fallen into the mines.

Since most of the information about the elders’ actions up to this point was in my possession, it was entirely possible to make their crimes seem worse if I wanted to.

‘… … Moreover, this is more than just evidence that a mere elder has fallen into the hands of a mine.’

─The energy felt from the magic stone… …is similar to those horned things.

‘Yeah, that’s right.’

Horned things.

I am not talking about one Baek Seok-ho, but about many.

The energy I felt from the magic stone was similar to, if not stronger than, all the mines I had encountered so far.

‘This is not an ordinary magic stone. It is a type of title promotion that contains the power and name of a high-ranking noble.’

The nobles of Paradise Lost.

A group created by seventy-two nobles.

Other people may not know what this group was inspired by, but Baek Eun-ho and I, who came from outside, know very well.

‘The 72 Demons of Solomon.’

Hints were plentiful.

The names of the nobles and their powers.

The expression Paradise Lost attached to the group’s name and the number seventy-two.

Anyone with even a passing knowledge of mythology can predict this, even if they have no knowledge of demonology.

But the people of this world didn’t seem like that.

‘It seemed like no one knew about that precedent.’

─I know that much, don’t I? It’s a Western myth, so I don’t know the details, but I’ve heard of King Solomon and the seventy-two demons he served.

‘Yes, probably when you were alive and roaming this land, things about them were widely spread.’

─Your words are meaningful.

That’s like saying.

─If my ears are not deceiving me, it sounds like someone deliberately covered up the story about the king and the devil.

‘I wouldn’t have hidden it. People are the kind of people who want to find out more the more someone hides something.’

─Then?

‘Perhaps the passage of time caused the story to be lost. If someone intentionally hid something, it would attract people’s attention, but if everyone was interested in something and it was naturally forgotten, not many people would try to dig it up.’

─Isn’t that too long of a guess?

Yeah, that’s a bit too long-winded and far-fetched for a guess.

Even though there was absolutely no evidence to support my claim, I confidently stated it as if it were true.

‘There is no evidence, but there is enough circumstantial evidence.’

─Really?

But that confidence is the opposite.

It came out because there was a plausible conviction.

‘Let’s talk about the details at least after the meeting is over. I don’t think we should talk about it here and now.’

─Then tell me just one thing.

‘what?’

Tamamo pointed to the pouch containing the magic stone with his finger.

─This magic stone. Do you know what name of mine it will create?

Baek Seok-ho never revealed what he had become until the moment of his death.

There is no way to know whether it was because he had pride in his life as a human, or because he did not realize his new name because the magic stone was not 100% digested.

If you count the traces carved into the lightning and magic stone of the reinforced Baekseokho, it was easy to guess.

‘It’s Baal.’

─Ba… … Know? It’s like a Western myth I heard a long time ago.

‘Duke Baal. He is a great devil of the first rank. The number in front of the rank does not necessarily indicate the person’s rank, but at least Baal is first.’

The Duke or Leader “Baal”.

The name is not widely known.

As other nobles do.

It also borrowed its name from the devil.

─If it’s “Baal”, isn’t it the name of a god before the devil?

‘… … You really seem to know.’

─I told you. It’s a Western myth that I’ve heard of before.

I really didn’t know you’d know.

The great demon Baal. He started out as a god of pagan religion, and was worshipped by the local people as a god of abundance and storms.

Also known as Baalzebub.

It means Baal who dwells on high.

If we consider that Baal originally meant king, we can guess what Baal meant to the people of that region.

─Baalzebub?

‘Why have you ever heard of it?’

─I don’t mean I’ve heard it before, but I remember hearing similar words.

‘What is that?’

─Belzebub.

‘That’s right. That also means Baalzebub.’

Baalzebub, Baalzebub, Baalzebub.

Besides this, the pronunciation varies.

Since it is a foreign word, it is natural to read it in various ways when reading it in one’s native language.

By the way, I was surprised by Tamamo’s knowledge.

Since they lived a long time ago, they may know about old myths that are now forgotten.

‘However, there are few cases where we know its origin.’

This is especially true in a world where so many myths have been buried.

In this world, magic is extremely developed.

Many disciplines that delve into and study mysteries have developed along with magic, but strangely enough, mythology has not. Like sorcery, which was revived 1,000 years ago but whose traces can now be seen only on the murals of old ruins.

Myths are not passed down unless one pursues diverse knowledge like Nam Hwa-yeon.

It has become a field that no one necessarily knows about.

‘I barely managed to make my left arm.’

The prosthetic arm I’m wearing on my left arm belongs to some god.

This silver arm, which is said to have swung fire and light as a sword, is an imitation of a god whose name has not even been handed down to modern times.

I know the name, though.

Even Guyaja, who revived Guyaja’s sword in this world and was well-versed in all kinds of myths and epics, did not know much about mythology.

He, who was making my prosthetic hand with me, was truly delighted to have discovered a new myth.

‘Of course, given his personality, he didn’t show it with his facial expression.’

But, you know.

Doesn’t something seem strange?

Even blacksmiths who recreate weapons from myths, legends, and history don’t know many myths.

This is not because he lacks knowledge.

This is because the number and quantity of myths passed down to modern times are small.

I repeat, it is not that there are no myths. They existed, but they were not transmitted or handed down.

At some point, the lineage was suddenly cut off.

A world where myths are not widely spread.

This could never have happened unless someone deliberately suppressed the transmission of the myth.

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