Hidden Sanity at Villain School - Chapter 78



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(078)

New Seoul’s daily life was busy.

‘I slept an hour last night. No. Did I sleep an hour this week?’

Even Sega had to work hard to survive, not just to receive gift certificates and protect its image.

“When shooting a hot ray, follow the opponent with your eyes.”

“You need to be able to control the moment the fireball explodes.”

The Fire God of Pyromancy was evaluated on his performance using heat rays and fireballs.

The students, Sega, and Juhyuk had to target the special holograms and drones flying in the sky with heat rays and burn them with fireballs.

“Good job. Take the gift certificate and firewood. Oh. Eat all the firewood here. I heard they’re selling it.”

Both Segawa and Juhyuk received B+, which was a great score considering that As were only given to a select few students, like Tuesday, even among the majors.

“If your stomach doesn’t hurt now, it will hurt later.”

The poison master, Maeng Do-sol, underwent two performance evaluations: making antibodies by drinking poison and making potions.

“This is great. I won’t die if I eat it.”

“thank you.”

Sega got an A in poisoning and a B in potion making.

‘The world is spinning. Did I originally have seven fingers? Why do I see dinosaurs?’

“Blood is thicker than water, huh? Well done.”

Joo Da-hyun received an A+ in potion making, an honor given to only three people in the three classes.

The remaining two were a small female student from Class 5 who was a genius in venom magic and the only one among the first-year students in Class 10 who had awakened as a venom magician, so it was understandable how much she could do.

Iljinrim got a B- in potion making and an A+ in poison drinking.

Bloodletting and Venom were close subjects, and the ace of one was often good at the other.

The final performance assessment of the day was bodybuilding.

Regular students did the same exercises they did last week, but were given extra points if they increased the number of exercises compared to last week.

Jeong Se-ga, Kang Ju-hyeok, and several other martial arts specialists performed cuts of low kicks and cuts of high kicks.

“Remember last week when we didn’t decide? Look at the cars. I give an A+ to the stronger one.”

Kang Chae-seo told Jeong Se-ga and Kang Joo-hyuk to kick her shins.

“What do you mean? I can’t commit such an outrage.”

Kang Joo-hyuk bowed politely and refused.

Joo-hyuk was a tyrant to his students, but was polite to his professors and teaching assistants.

It was impossible for him to kick the shin of Kang Chae-seo, who was also his father’s mentor and a fellow first-generation hunter.

“If I properly cut the low kick to your shin, my shin will be cut off according to the principle of action and reaction. To quote what you said in the first class, the rigid body technique is a class to avoid dying, so I will not become a useless leg crippler in the desire to raise an A to an A+.”

Jeong Se-ga shook his head for a different reason than Kang Joo-hyuk.

He said that he could properly throw a cut of a low kick, but he knew that there was a physical strength gap that could not be overcome with technique.

Kang Chae-seo smiled happily at Kang Joo-hyuk’s words, and her eyes lit up at Jeong Se-ga’s words.

“You’re smart. You can kick properly, but if you kick me properly, you’ll get hurt more? Yeah. Exactly. Trainee!”

“yes.”

“Give them both an A+. They deserve it. And throw in some gift certificates too.”

“Yes?! Yes. I understand.”

Kang Joo-hyuk and Jeong Se-ga glared at each other after hearing that story.

“You punk with no brains. Are you really thinking of kicking the professor in the shins?”

“I think there is a reason for everything the professor said. Since he told me to kick, shouldn’t the student’s attitude be to assume that he will kick?”

“Don’t dress up rudeness with eloquence.”

“It is a bad habit to deify authority.”

* * *

Shinseoul’s schedule was flexible in everything from time allocation to which class you were assigned to, but as time went on, the groups that Class 1 was assigned to became somewhat stable.

“uh?”

“A different class?”

Today, unlike usual, I had a bloodletting class with class 13.

‘Huh?’

As soon as Sega entered the gym, he stopped.

“Long time no see?”

The pinnacle of Class 13, with long, elegant white hair, skin as white as a limestone statue, and orange eyes that glow like burning coals.

A supernatural being who emits a ray of light that has the power to turn anything it touches into a pillar of salt.

Cheon Sa-hee, the successor to the magic stone conglomerate BB Aegis, waved at him while surrounded by factions.

“Long time no see. Good morning.”

Sega had once gone on a mission evaluation with her and seen a giant sea monster turn into a pillar of salt, and had eaten a large magic stone that came out of that monster.

“How have you been? Thank you for that time.”

So the answer he chose was gratitude.

On the other hand, Joo Da-hyun, who was standing next to Sega, chose different words.

“… … I don’t even want to look at it.”

Next to Cheon Sa-hee, a female student who looked just like Joo Da-hyun was sitting quietly like a maid.

One difference is that, unlike Joo Da-hyun, she cut her hair short and partially dyed it blue-green instead of crimson.

Jurahyun.

She was a female student who became the successor to Ivory Tower, replacing Joo Da-hyun who was pushed out of the inheritance.

Joo Ra-hyun laughed out loud as if she found something so funny and waved at Sega.

“Good morning, Sega.”

“Let go! Let go!”

Joo Da-hyun is about to shoot a Yeomdong magic bullet at any moment.

“Student Iljinrim, student Jeongse-ga. Please come to the lab.”

The assistant came over and said.

‘I feel like something’s going to happen?’

Sega followed the assistant with Iljinrim with a slightly ominous feeling and spoke urgently to Kyeom.

“Please take good care of Dahyun.”

“Sega. What can I say to that vicious girl? Sega! Don’t go!”

Sega left behind the screams of being stuck between the two daughters of wealthy families and headed to Haejun Sang’s laboratory.

“You’re here, special children.”

His lab had the same atmosphere as the last time I was there, like a vampire count’s castle.

Chandeliers swayed from the ceiling, gold and pewter candelabras hung on the walls, and wooden tables were intricately carved.

Haejun Sang, with his slicked-back hair, greeted them wearing a shirt with ornate lace and a crisp purple scarf with his collar turned up.

“I have prepared private lessons for you.”

Pada dadadak-!

A swarm of bats made of blood mist flew into the sky behind the outstretched arms.

“Thank you, Your Highness. Your taste is truly exquisite.”

Iljinrim gave a quaint and theatrical greeting that suited the mood.

He looked around the lab, even taking off his sunglasses, as if he was truly impressed.

Sega tried hard to suppress the stereotype that ‘blood magicians all like to show off’.

Soon, Haejun Sang began giving private lessons to Iljin Rim.

“They say that mastering yourself comes first. How about making a bloody blade first? Support roles are often used in mid-range, but mid-range also includes long and short range.”

Iljinrim practiced controlling the blood of others through ‘blood control’, causing bleeding or ruptures, and also practiced using that blood control to create a ‘blood blade’.

Haejun Sang’s skills were amazing, as expected from a first generation hunter.

“When collecting blood, focus from the bottom up.”

“It’s okay if the upper class has a little less control. That way, it’s easier to suck other people’s blood.”

“Don’t be conscious of the magic. The important thing is to avoid it.”

It was obvious that Iljinrim’s skills were improving by leaps and bounds.

Iljinrim, who had been in charge of mid- and long-range attacks until he entered, was now wielding a stainless steel rapier with a bloody blade.

“Now, try practicing on your own. It’s your turn to look after Sega.”

Haejun Sang turned his head to him.

“Sega. I heard something interesting happened in the lightning class.”

“Does that have anything to do with bloodletting?”

“It’s closer to bloodletting. Would you like to demonstrate it again?”

* * *

Sega carefully used the lightning technique electromagnetic echolocation.

Chewing!

I was definitely used to the feeling of emitting electromagnetic waves rather than electricity.

‘It’s not like I’m increasing my bio-current into magical power. I think I’m emitting invisible waves from my forehead.’

In fact, that alone was a great talent that surprised Jang Kwon-se and Je Seo-cheon, but what really surprised them was what happened from now on.

Cheeeeeeeing-!

The electromagnetic waves seemed to be getting stronger, and then black veins appeared on the backs of Sega’s hands.

“professor?”

Sega asked, seeming a little uneasy.

“Go on.”

Static electricity flew around the hair, and soon a translucent wave formed a sphere and shot out.

thud!

It was a wave that made the hairs on my body stand on end and my muscles stiffen just by hearing it.

“omg.”

Iljinrim, who had been practicing his bloody blade in a corner, took a deep breath.

The bloody blade under her control melted and dripped onto the floor.

As if he knew this would happen, Haejun Sang approached her and patted her on the back.

Sega asked, swallowing his fear along with his saliva.

“This is what happens. Am I just losing control?”

A decline in magical power control was a typical indicator that growth limits were approaching.

Of course, it was only one technique in the lightning art class, but originally, fear tended to increase faster than hope.

Haejun Sang returned to his side again.

He smiled affectionately and shook his head.

“I just got it and now I know. It’s absolutely not true.”

Sega let out a sigh of relief, slightly on the outside but deeply on the inside.

“That’s fortunate.”

Haejunsang continued speaking.

“It seems like the electromagnetic waves and your special blood are causing some kind of magical resonance.”

“yes?”

This time it was a genuine question.

“Ultimately, psychic powers, or psychic superpowers, are inferior to blood magic, poison magic, and lightning magic. They use brain waves or hormones to control the opponent.”

“So, are you saying that I also have talent in psychic abilities?”

“There is a connection. But it’s a bit more crude than that. Yes. It’s closer to the roar of a demon. It’s also related to the domination of blood.”

Sega remembered the Minotaur’s rampage in the first performance evaluation, when he let out a roar of magical power.

‘My body felt like it was freezing.’

I thought it was similar, so I understood it better.

“It’s like turning on a microwave instead of a radar.”

“They are originally similar. The microwave oven itself was developed during radar experiments.”

My mood became much lighter and my expression naturally relaxed.

Haejun Sang said with a soft smile.

“I wish I could hone both electromagnetic echolocation and this technology.”

“Okay, what should we call this technique?”

“Resonance wave. It causes resonance phenomena in blood, brain waves, and magic power, so you can call it a resonance wave.”

Hiding the truth beyond laughter.

‘Jang Kwon-se. You are wrong. Talent will eventually be revealed. Students with the power of a ruler like this child will continue to appear in the future. Our mission is to enable them to confidently display this talent in the world.’

* * *

All the performance assessments that have kept students up for the past two weeks have been in preparation for midterms.

The professors gave the students a whip of assignments, implying that they had to do at least this much to be able to take the midterm exams at Seoul National University.

Naturally, the students’ biggest concern was the midterm exam itself.

“This has a written test and a practical test. The practical test is the real thing. Right?”

Whenever there was a break, we would gather in groups of three or five and speculate about what the midterm exam would be.

“Do you know where we’re going?”

In such a conversation, this humility could not be left out.

“There are many speculations. Some say they were thrown onto a deserted island, some say they were sent to a foreign monster land, some say they were put on former North Korean territory, and some say they were sent through the gate.”

Only now no one could ignore this hump as a scavenger.

“What would I do if I met a sea monster on a deserted island?”

“What if you meet the remnants of the People’s Army warlords in the former North Korean territory?”

“If we meet the S-class demon hiding inside the gate, won’t we all be annihilated?”

Students whose parents were high-ranking hunters also listened to this advice.

“So when I hear the ground shaking inside the gate… … Ah. I’m suddenly thirsty. If only someone would buy me a bottle of drink… … .”

“If you keep talking, your throat will get dry. Shut up, you corpse.”

At that time, Joo Da-hyun used her telekinesis to lift up Lee Gyeom, who had been selling medicine for a long time.

If it was a boast, you shouldn’t talk about it carelessly, and if it was the truth, there was no need to tell it to other students.

“You can’t prepare for everything. Wherever you go, you just have to be well prepared.”

“Isn’t that so?”

“So stop embarrassing our group… … .”

Then a voice that sounded exactly like hers, arrogant and prickly, stopped her.

“Why? I want to keep listening.”

“!”

“But that’s funny. You. You’re saying that I just need to prepare well? Is that what you’re saying? It’s kind of funny that you’re saying that when you’re a kid who can’t sleep without medicine.”

Jurahyun.

Joo Da-hyun’s cousin, who had partially dyed her short hair blue, was laughing sadistically.

“you.”

Joo Da-hyun’s face hardened.

“It’s done.”

Lee Gyeom swallowed his saliva.