The Reincarnated Person Became a Professor at the Academy - The Reincarnated Person Became a Professor at the Academy chapter 20

20 – Well, let’s all give it a try.

The one who left the magic formula became a professor.

This news spread throughout the entire academy in no time.

[The magic formula left by Han Seo-jin.]

– If we apply this as it is, most magic efficiency will increase by more than 60%. I’m not sure if it applies to the characteristics of magic, but has anyone tried it?

ㄴWe’ll need to refine the design of the characteristics, but for now, it’s increased by 20%.

ㄴThis is insane. I can’t understand the principles of learning the magic formula. Feels like someone brought gunpowder back to the BC era.

ㄴYeah, it’s weird seeing magic users beating up martial arts users now.

[What’s the Han Seo-jin magic formula?]

– It’s not surprising that a first-year beats a third-year, but why are first-year magic users winning against martial arts users with similar grades?

ㄴhahahahaha, it’s causing a big commotion right now.

ㄴYou know that? There’s a lecture being held under Han Seo-jin’s name right now.

[Look at this guy saying a lecture was held under Han Seo-jin’s name.]

(A photo showing that the lecture registration has ended.)

This guy is annoying. Bringing something that ended a long time ago?

ㄴEven the martial arts users are causing a fuss right now. It seems like Nam Hye-rin said that person’s martial arts skills are superior.

ㄴ? Wasn’t that person supposed to be the savior of magic?

ㄴHow is he already the savior of magic? Lol.

“No, what’s this about being a deity of magic in a past life?”

The community was ablaze with Han Seojin’s story.

Some doubted and refused to believe in his existence.

Others praised him as a reincarnated being among magic users.

Some tore him apart, labeling him as the evil intent to kill martial arts practitioners.

Whether negative or positive,

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the community was immersed in the tale of Han Seojin.

*

The Academy’s third-year students were dubbed the Golden Age as soon as they enrolled.

But now, the first-years are the Golden Age at the Academy.

If the third-years hold top-tier grades throughout history with just five fingers.

The current first-years are reaching a level where they surpass all grades since the Academy’s inception.

That’s why those making a name for themselves are all extraordinary.

From Geomgye, Nam Hye-rin, to the Unsolvable, Wigaunak.

Chosen by magic, Shin Yu-ra.

Slightly behind them but marked by the principal and awakened professors, the troublemaker Yoo Eun-chae.

And the chosen one, Seon Woo-hyun.

Each one, even if they were to become heroes at any moment, is present at the Academy now.

“But why am I the troublemaker, Yoo Eun-chae?”

Yoo Eun-chae pouted, walking down the street.

Like other kids, I don’t expect to become a warrior or a chosen one.

Although there are no saint candidates or genius wizards around here – let’s call them Chema for short… Well, kind of.

Anyway, this is the first nickname I’ve ever received in my life, not that I’m not used to being a troublemaker.

What I did wasn’t anything special.

Just got rid of a professor who gave scores arbitrarily.

Or intercepted the scenes of potential traitors and saved the Academy from betrayal.

Or maybe I just outwitted some villains and caught them.

There was a bit of a commotion in the process.

But the results speak for themselves.

I ultimately saved people and upheld justice.

But to be labeled as a troublemaker for that?

“Well, come to think of it, it might be better than online nicknames.”

Being called a troublemaker was far better than the nickname I had in my past life.

Anyway, Yu Eunchae walked to prepare for class.

Originally, I took Professor Alves’s class, but I changed my mind and joined a different class, so it’s okay.

“I don’t know about other things, but this is truly freedom.”

As a condition for the students’ sake, the principal has made many things freely changeable.

However, there are quite a few conditions here.

Having good grades.

Having potential.

If only those two are satisfied, whether my personality is twisted or not, the principal doesn’t really care, although he might be slightly dissatisfied.

Nevertheless, the principal is reliable.

Traitors still operating in the shadows.

Anyone among the students who becomes a traitor or allies with them is mercilessly dealt with.

That’s the principal.

Tick, tock.

Yoo Eunchae stopped walking.

Because on the opposite side, there was someone she didn’t want to meet.

“Hmm.”

Silver hair flowing gracefully over blood-red eyes.

Shin Yura.

The girl known to be chosen by magic.

And also a girl overflowing with arrogance.

Shin Yura and Yoo Eunchae locked eyes.

It’s awkward.

Sometimes there are people like that.

No matter how hard you try to get along, it’s just impossible.

For Yoo Eunchae, that person was Shin Yura.

“What’s up?”

“Lack of dignity.”

“Why the sudden quarrel?”

“I heard the story. You got into the class by giving a poem to Abel first. The lectures meant for troublemakers like you aren’t suitable…,” he covered his cheek with his hand.

Even that gesture resembled a painting.

A painting exuding a captivating atmosphere.

Yet, that’s precisely why it didn’t appeal to him.

She was a traitor who sold out this world—a villainess that must be eradicated.

“Well, I must be more talented than I thought. Even though it’s a magic class, I’m better than someone chosen by magic.”

At first, Yoo Eunchae tried to hide her feelings.

However, the more she conversed with him, the more she realized.

She was the opposite of him.

“…Your endlessly rude tone remains.”

“Is my reputation as a troublemaker bothering you?”

“Well, it doesn’t matter. There’s plenty of time to prove your worth.”

“Right, right. You better leave after making a scene later. The master’s lessons are extremely strict.”

“…You.”

Shin Yura’s crimson eyes glared at him.

Yoo Eunchae continued walking without a care.

She didn’t want to get involved with him.

She knew the darkness he carried was deep.

Therefore, even though I know that there is no other choice.

No, it’s because of that, Yoo Eunchae.

She just hated her more.

*

Shin Yura headed to the classroom early.

It was because she was feeling a little excited after a long time.

“For once, a proper professor has come.”

This school is filled with things that cannot satisfy her thirst for knowledge.

There were plenty of mutterings about prestigious Martop and their own unique magical formulas.

If there was anyone worth tolerating, it was Alves.

But strange rumors spread. Rumors that Alves would pretend to be a student.

Since she had nothing else to do and was bored, she decided to investigate the incident.

Magical formula.

When she first saw it, Shin Yura was shocked.

It felt like the world she had been surrounded by up until now was breaking apart.

“It was fascinating.”

She still couldn’t forget that sense of enchantment.

Everything breaking and being created anew.

Ironically, what she had thought was a “wall” all this time was not a wall.

It was just something she was creating.

Once.

With just a single glance, their walls came crumbling down.

And then they thought to themselves.

Ah, in this world, there are still wizards like this.

I wasn’t strange after all.

Those around me were just too foolish.

There existed a being who could be called a fellow “human” like me.

So, I began to learn everything about that person.

Han Seo Jin.

The eldest son of the Iron Blood Sword School.

I don’t know why the eldest son of the Iron Blood Sword School possessed such exceptional knowledge, but it was undoubtedly real.

And after some time, she heard the news that he had started giving lectures.

“I must attend.”

Others don’t know.

How precious his lectures are.

Only I.

In this world, only I can truly understand his value.

That’s why I immediately signed up for his lectures.

Fortunately, my application was successful.

And today, the lecture begins.

However, there’s something bothering.

‘Yoo Eun-chae.’

Revealing enmity towards oneself in a vulgar manner.

Ignoring one’s favor.

‘Feeling unpleasant.’

Still, it was okay.

Although the mood was bad, the lecture could dismiss Yoo Eun-chae as just that.

However, there’s something bothering.

Han Seo-jin.

A man suddenly showing radical moves.

Even the Iron Blood Sword Clan is keeping an eye on him.

‘People change so suddenly.’

Perhaps because he awakened his innate abilities.

And his awakened abilities are most likely…

‘Reincarnation.’

The ability to awaken memories of past lives.

However, there is one strange thing.

Usually, in such cases, only knowledge is passed down.

That’s why his radical actions and suddenly acquired power are incomprehensible.

‘No, there is one.’

The second awakening of his unique abilities.

That explains why Han Seojin suddenly became stronger.

‘Is it becoming interesting?’

The incidents he caused were not just one or two.

Centered around the eldest son of the Cheolhyeol Sword Clan, who opposed the Association.

He took a stance as if aligning himself with the Association.

And he acted as if he suddenly took Yu Eunchae as his disciple.

Whether that’s the truth or not, nobody knows.

Since Yu Eunchae herself claims to be Han Seojin’s disciple.

‘Amusing.’

That was amusing to Shin Yu.

The reason Han Seojin took Yu Eunchae as a disciple.

It’s because she showed some talent.

Even Shin Yu admits that.

If Yu Eunchae had no talent, he would have ignored her.

In other words, for Shin Yu, Yu Eunchae is also a somewhat bothersome existence.

‘Just at that level.’

It’s just that level of talent.

The level of annoyance was unbearable.

But to think that was all it took to disturb the peace.

It’s laughable beyond words.

That’s because they haven’t encountered the existence of self.

Chosen by magic.

They don’t know how remarkable that is.

She saw the magic circle, Shin Yu.

The magic circle was revealed without any cost.

It was spreading massively, not only within the community but already reaching far beyond the ‘academy.’

‘If only I had the determination.’

Han Seo-jin could have amassed tremendous wealth.

With just that one magic circle.

Yet, he unlocked it for free.

As if money meant nothing to him.

That’s why it appealed to her even more.

Perhaps he values honor over money, or maybe…

‘That signifies a desire to elevate the level of magic.’

The current magical realm is stagnant.

More precisely, it’s overshadowed by the shadow of a certain man, eager to devour what he had researched.

‘It’s like trash.’

—

I somewhat knew what the man’s achievements were.

Because his family was one of the great families.

But rather than being caught up in such illusions, I had to think about how to defeat that man.

Swoosh.

I opened the door to Sin Yu’s room and went in.

As I sat in the back seat, I looked around.

“They said they paid attention.”

They said they focused on grades and potential when selecting students.

And everyone here was someone who was highly regarded.

Geomgyu, Nam Hye-rin.

Inexplicable, Wihunak.

Problem child, Yu Eun-chae.

And the chosen one, Seon Woo-hyun.

I glanced at them, Sin Yu, and faintly smiled.

Seon Woo-hyun, the chosen one, was the only one who posed any competition, but there was no one here who could defeat him with magic.

Swoosh.

Without any sign of popularity, the door opened.

What I saw was a boy.

He looked light. He wore a black sleeveless shirt over an aloha shirt and white shorts.

His shoes were sandals.

A dress that resembles going on an outing.

Tock-tock.

Even the footsteps seem loose and careless.

But Shin Yu was rather cautious.

“Don’t you see any openings?”

Even though there are openings, they are not visible.

Indeed, it was true.

Drawing the magic circle wasn’t in vain.

Even in walking the path of magic, Shin Yu maintained a dignified posture.

That’s why I liked it even more.

Because Shin Yu, too, looked down on those who did not discipline themselves as mages.

An even more anticipated class.

However, his first words were enough to shatter everything about Shin Yu.

“It seems like everyone is here. Well then, before we start the class, I would like you to follow my words.”

“What is it?”

“Be quiet, and now, repeat after me.”

“Yes!”

“I am.”

“We are.”

“Being presumptuous.”

“Are you a jerk… huh?”

“You all are a bunch of jerks.”

The first encounter with him was shocking.

It was summer.