Academy’s Gumiho is a Magic Genius - Chapter 308



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Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius Episode 308

Test (3)

This time the students flew away too.

They have shown their ability to be called the golden generation and have proven their ability, but they are still not good enough to reach my level.

“It’s pretty good.”

A boy who had come flying with a chair with a terrified expression passed out in the field, covered in dust.

“Even the most unexpected student showed this level of performance.”

He was the most impressive student.

No matter how much I tried to forget, I couldn’t.

A male student who flew in with a chair and almost got stuck on the floor.

I caught it just in case, but the moment I caught the boy flying towards me, I realized.

That the flying speed was extremely slow.

“There’s a huge difference between being scared and being exceptionally talented. I ended up taking the test with preconceived notions without realizing it.”

The speed of the chair may be unknown to the average person.

If it was a superhuman body, it wouldn’t even cause bruises.

However, the boy screamed in fear, so I unknowingly touched him more than the others.

However, I changed my mind after seeing him resist by swinging the dagger he was wearing on his waist. I was intrigued by the technique he had developed, and I knocked him out with more force than others.

“Isn’t that funny? If you’re so scared of something that’s better than others, how can you possibly be a proper player?”

“……Isabel. The other students chose to cooperate, feeling their own lack of strength, but don’t you think you should do the same?”

A blonde girl was standing in the field, staring at me.

The students collapsed, covered in dirt and dust.

After repeated tests, the field eventually became a mess.

Isabel alone stood still on the grass, completely alive.

“I will cooperate? Is there really a need for that?”

When I asked Isabel, who had not a speck of dust on her shoes, the answer came right back.

The tone of voice made it seem like he was asking seriously.

“Yeah, I guess.”

You don’t have to cooperate with your classmates.

“If you are overwhelmingly stronger than others, lower-level allies are just a hindrance.”

“Right? Just like clapping requires the hands to clap to make a sound, the level of harmony should be similar. Only then can a joint attack be established, right?”

“Your level is far beyond that of your peers. I admit that.”

Second semester. While her peers were beginning to learn and practice intermediate magic, Isabelle had already mastered advanced magic.

From the first semester, she declared her own unique territory, and gained the power to freely abuse and add to her magic and abilities within the territory.

It is impossible for such an Isabel to fight alongside an ordinary student.

‘If that had continued, it would have been difficult to conduct the class.’

When 10 students join forces.

I calculate the approximate average of the students and respond to that level. However, in this team, Isabel’s power is abnormally strong, causing the average value to jump.

If she had fought with the team.

I’m sure he was deeply troubled over whether he should have done the hand counting based on the average or based on the level of the students, excluding Isabel.

‘The former is disadvantageous to the other nine students, and the latter is not up to Isabel’s level.’

When looking at it from that perspective.

Isabel’s choice was perfectly correct and rational.

But not everything in the world happens rationally.

“Really? Thanks for the compliment. But isn’t it too bleak here? All the pretty fields have been dug up and ruined. At times like this.”

It needs to be re-created the way it was.

As Isabel placed the soft jade on the floor, the surrounding environment changed.

It’s not like anything special has changed.

“It turned out beautifully.”

“……This is.”

The field returned to its original appearance just before class.

I rubbed my eyes at the sight.

Swish.

I touched the grass with my hand.

I could feel the moisture as well as the vitality unique to weeds.

“what?”

Did you use magic to force the seeds scattered in the messy dirt to grow and transform into grass?

That hypothesis cannot explain the mess that was made in the field, but it is still as it appears.

“You restored the field to its original state.”

“Yeah, that’s right. I thought it would take a while to figure it out, but you got it right away.”

“It’s not impossible.”

With a single gesture, the blackened weeds and the earth that had been sunken or worn away by the students’ powerful attacks returned to their original state.

It’s almost as if time has been turned back.

Isabel had no aptitude for time. The only way to satisfy all the conditions was to paint the tattered ground with her own colors.

“Now you are skilled in utilizing your own magic.”

I bent down and picked up the fallen leaves on the ground.

Rustle rustle.

I touched the maple leaves with my hand.

It feels even more real when compared to the fallen dry maple leaves on the ground.

“I really think my skills have improved a lot.”

“Of course, who am I?”

A wizard who deals with the most fundamental medium, light.

Isabel was no longer a student, but a full-fledged wizard. That was right.

There is no one left to study under me anymore.

How can one treat students?

“Okay, then can I start attacking now?”

The stage has been restored.

The students who had fainted and fallen to the ground were now lined up in a row under the trees in the distance as the field began to regenerate.

“Okay, since it’s class, I’ll give you priority.”

“……I won’t refuse.”

A red light flashed across my eyes.

When I came to my senses, it was already right after the sound had rang.

Kang─!

It sounds like hitting a can.

It was the sound of the protective shield I had created around me being struck.

It must have been a pretty powerful blow, considering the sound was quite loud. It was even slightly faster than my cognitive speed.

Speed ​​and attack power.

It has everything.

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“You didn’t use light as a medium, but rather as a means of attack.”

Isabel uses light to perform magic.

Light, the purest medium in magic, is excellent in its ability to be converted into magical power and effects, as well as its purity.

It seems that they have devised a way to use that light directly as an attack, rather than necessarily converting it into magic.

It’s quite good.

At that time, I was just trying to compliment her.

“It doesn’t work at all? Should I increase the range and power?”

A small murmur passed my ears as hundreds of pillars of light flashed toward me.

Kang! Kang──!! Kagagagang!!!

The shield began to deteriorate to the point of tearing and bursting.

Still, there are many pillars of light that have not been shot yet.

A loud noise rang in my head as I continued to attack the defensive barrier.

“Pyrokinesis”

Unable to stand watching, I spread out a new shield over the barrier.

The blazing flames obscured my vision, but the flames were able to block the opponent’s attacks. Now that I felt like I couldn’t even feel the pillar of light anymore, I withdrew the flames and was about to counterattack.

“Everywhere is covered in black.”

The weeds and the fields turned black.

I wondered if it had turned that color because it had been burned by my flames, but if it had, it should have had a distinctive smell.

The only thing that changed was the color.

This is not my work.

It was Isabel’s work.

“It’s really hard to win. If it was going to be like this, it might have been better to just go all out from the start.”

The surrounding magical power turned black as it responded to Isabel.

The blackening of the field was not a sign of burning.

It was just like ink painting over a white canvas, turning the area black.

“Black ink and black slate”

A unique power and ability that is unique to Isabel.

Everything was covered in black ink, which stopped its function, and began to cover it like waves.

The colors soon moved as if they were going to cover me too.

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The devil’s cult.

As the name suggests, it is a sect that worships demons.

Compared to the “Pandemonium” and “Nobles of Paradise Lost”, which are also associated with the devil, their religious influence is neither large nor great.

If “Pandemonium” is a group that ordinary mines belong to.

“The Nobles of Paradise Lost” is a group of a small number of so-called nobles.

While both groups are made up of minions, the Demonic Cult is made up of humans.

Those who do not have enough strength to become a mine.

Even if you become a mine, you will lose your way of making a living.

Because there is no company or household that accepts mines.

So, the people of the Demonic Cult follow Mine, but they cannot bring themselves to become Mine.

To believe and follow.

Faith was all there was to the devil’s cult.

“As of today, the Demonic Cult has been disbanded.”

It was ‘all’.

That means.

That means not now.

Because today, the Demonic Cult has lost its target of worship.

“Our faith has lost its value.”

The existence of God is unclear.

The status of God has fallen to the ground.

Ah, our nameless god.

Our parents, whom we don’t even know what to call them.

“Please save us from this hellish land.”

“Save me.”

“Please open your mouth and speak on our behalf in our suffering.”

“Please do not remain silent.”

Believers chanting unknown slogans.

The words of thousands of people shouting at the same time were incredibly loud. It was loud enough to hurt your ears, but to the ears of the believers, it was incredibly quiet.

A number of thousands is certainly not a small number.

The size of the group was too small to be considered a single religious group.

With this number of people, it was close to an indigenous religion.

Still, people kept singing and praying.

─Please protect us.

Believers repeating the words, “Please protect and guard us.”

After that, they performed the sacrifice with a pious attitude as if they were offering mass.

Crunch─!

He cut my throat with a knife.

That was the end for thousands of believers.

In front of a man’s eyes, people died with dead eyes.

“I don’t know what kind of harmony it is that the eyes after death are more lively than the eyes just before death.”

The expressions on the faces of the believers just before they died were a sight to behold.

The pupils of a believer who had lost his faith were darker than the hollow eyes of a dead fish.

But the eyes of the believers who found freedom and peace through death looked very peaceful.

“Now the church is over.”

To be more precise, he called the end of the sect with his own mouth, but whatever.

A man wearing a black robe. Simon muttered absentmindedly.

“After all, the Demonic Cult is a religion that I created.”

Because I made it.

I also have the right to ruin it.

The man who is commonly called a demonic cult worshipper, cardinal, fanatic, etc. in the world personally led the demonic cult to its end with his own hands.

It disappeared somewhere.

And the next day.

A body was found in a hidden cave in a rural village.

What the players dispatched by the association found upon hearing the news was a large number of corpses and incredibly thick traces of magic.

The moment he approached, the less skilled player suffocated from lack of breath.

Incomparable to any other nobleman.

It was a very strong and vicious magic.

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