Academy’s Gumiho is a Magic Genius - Chapter 319



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Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius Episode 319

Alliance of Races (4)

The spirit transformed into a rider.

With those words the elf closed his mouth.

Not only that, the entire group was enveloped in silence.

It seems like the atmosphere has become gloomy because of the talk about spirits.

─There’s a reason they call you a companion.

‘That’s definitely true. It’s more of a gloomy atmosphere, closer to a funeral than a stagnant atmosphere.’

Well, it ruined the mood.

Still, information about the spirits could be established with certainty.

‘The soul that resides in mountains, rivers, plants, inanimate objects, natural phenomena, etc.’

To put it simply, animism.

It was animism.

‘I never knew about lower spirits, upper spirits, and the four great spirits, but I do know about spirit belief.’

There are countless stories in the world.

The foremost among them is mythology.

Stories have power, and borrowing or imitating mythical characters, weapons, and the like can give you powers beyond your imagination.

Right now, the prosthetic arm on my left arm is modeled after that of a god from a certain myth.

So many players and blacksmiths try to imitate everything in the myth. Of course, the vast majority fail.

Myths aren’t myths for nothing.

So most people gave up on imitating myths.

Until now, the only people who have been interested in mythology are those who are very interested in mythology.

These are people like archaeologists and historians.

They are well versed in all the myths, but they do not know everything.

Sometimes, there are myths whose origins are unclear, making them difficult to study, let alone imitate. These are primitive beliefs.

A typical example of this is.

Spiritual belief.

‘If the spirits are the same spirit beliefs I know, and they have become corrupted and transformed into riders.’

This won’t be easy.

This isn’t just empty words.

‘asleep.’

There is a high chance of death.

No, most likely there is no need to discuss it.

You must die.

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By the time we reached the Union barracks the elves had spoken of.

‘Since I’ve started, I have to see it through to the end.’

Eventually I came to a conclusion.

To see the end.

‘I don’t know much about the ending of this world or the final boss.’

I have other memories, but the last one.

I had absolutely no information about what is commonly referred to as the final chapter.

Baek Eun-ho, who came from outside with me, also had no information about the end. Instead, he asked me back.

‘That guy said he saw me.’

Baek Eun-ho said.

It was none other than me who proofread her novel.

I don’t know about other people, but I know about the end of this world.

He clearly said so.

‘But what can I do if I don’t remember?’

A memory that doesn’t come to mind.

Even if you catch hold of something like that, you won’t forget it and it will return as a stale memory.

There was only one thing I could do now.

Charging into whatever comes your way.

‘I guess it’ll work out if you keep trying.’

It’s just a thought without a solution.

There was no other way.

I stopped in front of a huge wooden building, checking my body.

“I… Your Majesty. This is the place we were talking about.”

“barracks?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“These are barracks?”

It’s a lot different from the barracks I know.

Barracks for battle. Barracks for command.

From my perspective, having experienced both.

“Isn’t it more appropriate to call this a city?”

I couldn’t hide my shock.

A barracks built of wood. It was not made of wooden planks or anything like that, but rather, it looked like the trees themselves had grown to accommodate a large number of people, which was eye-catching.

I rolled my feet just in case.

thud!

A small vibration spread.

As the vibration spread widely, my head began to sense it and a rough idea of ​​the underground world entered my head.

“There’s also a fortress underground, and that building seems to have its roots deeply embedded in the ground. How dare you treat something like this as nothing more than a barracks.”

The information was truly shocking.

And this was also true for the elves.

“Huh? How about that? Did I mention that too?”

“Oh my, our captain. You’ve definitely caused an accident.”

“Sir, isn’t the fortress underground a really big secret? Even the residents don’t know that information.”

“……If I reach the Military Police, will I be able to get promoted?”

The elf archer, Sirius, grabbed his head.

He cursed himself for having confided all his secrets and confidential information to me just ten minutes ago. And the men in the unit cursed Sirius.

I guess he really thought it was him who revealed it.

“Don’t worry. You never mentioned anything about the underground.”

“Excuse me?”

“Then how did you find out?”

As I was defending him, an elf approached me with a puzzled look on his face.

“I rolled my feet.”

“yes?”

“I read the underground structure through the vibrations created by rolling the fire.”

“yes?”

The expression on her face became even more confused. She tilted her head toward him.

“Why is that? It’s not that difficult.”

A sense of magic. Excellent five senses.

If you have just these two things, it’s just a light trick that you can learn in a day or two. Of course, the phrase ‘only if you have the talent’ should be added in front of it.

─What if you don’t have talent?

‘Well, 80 years? Maybe even longer.’

This feat relies purely on talent rather than effort.

It is impossible to even imagine a case where there is no talent.

Even the specific number of 80 years was just a guess.

In other words, I am talented.

I wonder if his thoughts were expressed physically.

The elves bowed their heads and slumped.

It looks like looking at wet laundry.

‘Why are you like that? Aren’t you happier?’

Barracks. In times of war, barracks are like homes for soldiers.

I came home alive and there was no one who would hate me.

Are you doing this because one person died?

Maybe it’s because I’m home that I feel the empty space so clearly.

If that’s true.

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‘You’re still young. After a few years on the battlefield, it’s normal for your emotional realm to wear out and even disappear.’

─Just my opinion, but think about it.

‘huh?’

Tamamo looked at the elves with pity and said.

─I think you probably feel more self-destructive than a sense of loss. No, maybe there’s a sense of loss mixed in there too.

‘Then what sense of loss?’

─A sense of loss for the time spent training so far.

Why would you say something like that to this talented monster?

─… … I can’t handle this guy either.

The founder of sorcery. Even Tamamo, who first established the discipline of sorcery, could not fully appreciate Seungwoo’s talents.

Rather than simply acquiring knowledge as you teach, you transform it into your own enlightenment and transform it into clothes that fit your body.

In a sense, the elves who bowed their heads were foolish.

“……indeed.”

I knew what she meant.

So, it’s not that you’re jealous of my talent, but rather that you’re frustrated. Hmm, that’s foolish.

‘You have to look beyond what you can see.’

The elves said.

They say they have been in a war for over 10 years now.

But the war on this side has lasted at least a generation.

That long time has left behind countless heroes of reversal.

Even the veterans who had lived their entire lives on the battlefield saw my talent and judged the rest of their lives as mean. They gave up the rest of their lives to teach me, and gave up their peace to save me.

A talent that is worth giving up one’s life for.

Rather, it was a talent closer to a curse.

That’s why.

“How arrogant. Knowing the vast difference in skill between you and me, how can you be frustrated by such a trivial feat?”

I felt disappointed in them.

This was not something they could covet carelessly.

It may be okay for students who don’t know the ways of the world, but it would be even more so for a foolish captain who can’t even command properly on the battlefield and a ragtag group of soldiers.

“Look beyond what you can see. Covet what you can desire. At least my talent is not something that naive people like you can covet.”

“……!”

“!!!!”

Did you feel that the words were harsh?

The elves raised their heads and looked at me.

After the harsh criticism, I could no longer see any kindness in their faces, and neither did I.

I can’t tell what expression my face is making because I’m wearing a mask.

─You… …are you okay?

It will never be good.

“……It’s okay.”

In the first place, it’s the person I met today.

These people were incompetent from the very first time they met.

After getting some basic information and arriving at their barracks.

“I did everything I could.”

I got everything I could out of them.

Now, all you have to do is combine the information you get from the elves with the information you get from others and tell the difference between what’s true and what’s false.

Thud thud.

As if I came to this world alone.

This time, I walked alone and opened the barracks door wide.

“Who is the tallest person here?”

I suddenly found the tallest person.

“……hmm?”

“Does anyone know that mask?”

“No, it’s my first time seeing this.”

There were really a lot of people inside the barracks.

Strong people, weak people.

Human and beast.

Elves and dwarves.

They were gathered together and taking a rest.

“That’s a good thing.”

I took just one step forward.

He didn’t really walk with a thumping sound.

The moment you step inside the barracks.

─────!!!

Life, magic, divinity. All kinds of energy came rushing at me.

Yeah, this is it. This is it.

‘This is a soldier, and this is a well-organized soldier.’

Everyone inside the barracks is looking at me.

There are people who are very tired, but their momentum is not lacking compared to others.

Those who don’t know, beware. The most basic rules on the battlefield.

The elves came to me without thinking, saying they would save me, but yeah.

This is normal.

“……Who are you?”

A man approached me.

A huge figure. As he approached, a shadow covered the mask.

The ridiculously large man was not human.

‘bear.’

A beast of a mix of bear and human, but infinitely closer to a bear.

He spoke informally and did not hide his hostility.

“……Good.”

When a stranger suddenly shows up, it is completely understandable to act aggressive and speak informally.

But, you know.

“Except for one thing.”

“Why are you talking to yourself? I should have asked you clearly. Who are you?”

“Captain! Let’s start with one shot!”

“That’s right, that’s right! How can you start with a conversation like that, unlike a captain? You start with a punch!”

“Take off that mask. Who knows? A pretty girl might pop out!”

The overall atmosphere is noisy.

The elves are like that too, and I can see what kind of disposition this union they were talking about has. I guess it’s probably an open and cheerful atmosphere.

Good. Everything is good. Except one thing.

“But, it’s a bit much to speak informally in front of your senior.”

You said it’s been ten years since the war?

Did you say it’s been 10 years?

Whatever it is, it’s not as good as the years I spent rolling around in the battlefield.

He officially enlisted when he was 15, but if you include the years he spent fighting on the battlefield, it was over 14 years.

“What are you talking about……!”

puck!

Before the bear can solve the mystery.

I punched him in the stomach.

This is the love that a senior who has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time gives to a junior who lives far away.

“You must be polite.”

thud!

The bear fell and silence fell upon the barracks.

I thought maybe now they’d be a little more polite.

─────!!!!!

The atmosphere surrounding me became more hostile.

It seems like the remaining juniors also need love.

─… … You crazy bastard. You beat those guys up just to raise your profile?

She knew what I meant.

They had no interest in manners in the first place, and they were just trying to show off their power to the group called the Union by picking on trivial issues.

… … Only the first bear was pitiful.

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