Became an Academy End-Of-Life Genius

Elemental (5)

Tap the fluttering spirit on your hand and try to drop it. Slowly falling from the air like a dandelion seed.

I lay in the bushes with the sky facing up.

It was because of the frequent consumption of mana as they passed through the forest.

Had I not been holding a cane, I would have collapsed sooner.

It consumes mana surprisingly quickly.

The Milky Way stretches out in the sky.

The sound of grass bugs from the forest sets a soft background sound.

Below that I am

While enjoying the crunchiness of the bushes and the moistness of the slightly wet soil.

I don’t think Medea will ever be able to touch me.

Slave engraving is always engraved with the owner’s safety first.

Still, just in case, I closed my eyes and focused my senses on Medea.

Sure enough, she wants to send a spirit to me.

But they can’t handle it at all, and they scatter.

She probably can’t handle spirits better than I do now.

Although there is something special about my body.

[There are no real bastard children.]

“What do you mean?”

After confirming that Medea was leaning against a tree and practicing the spirit ceremony, I slowly opened my mouth.

Aksius grumbles at me with an absurd tone.

[For a mana user, who knows how to handle magic, and can also use dragon mana. You don’t even need a spirit meal?]

“Still, the dragon’s mana must be devoted to its lifespan.”

[Are you joking?]

“no… .”

[Tell me a joke. If you’re serious, I’ll really kill you.]

“Of course I was joking.”

Acius sighed. I grumble about how this guy was born.

You don’t need a spirit meal.

I stretched out my hand. Once again the spirits are coming. regardless of properties.

They’re always clinging to my body to see if there’s anything to eat.

‘What the fuck are you eating?’

They eat something off my body.

It was as if he had tasted something delectable in a hurry.

“Are you eating mana?”

[Although it’s the first time I’ve seen it, elves use mana for elemental rituals. Wouldn’t you rather consume mana directly instead of using mana in the spirit food?]

Is that so?

I spread my palms to manage my mana.

It also reminds me of an image and embodies a ball the size of a tennis ball.

When the ball was thrown over the bushes, the spirits rushed towards it.

Apparently, Acius’ prediction was correct.

“Uh… What about this?”

[What?]

“There is so much to learn. Spirits are attractive, and magic is convenient. I also have to raise my mana to a higher level.”

[A bastard who lives unreasonably in the real world. Don’t tell me you’re out of luck.]

Passing through Acius’ words, I stretched out my arms and spread my fingers.

Did you say you can’t cover the sky with your fingers? The stars in the night sky are reflected between your fingers.

so for a while. look up at the sky

The sound of weeds brushing by in the wind and the sound of grasshoppers in the lake swaying even after being quiet are added.

It is a beautiful scenery.

I look up at the superb view for a moment.

It has been seen from Earth, but it is the first time to actually see it.

I feel weird.

slowly got up

It’s difficult if you get too emotional. The academy has a curfew.

It seems that Medea is still practicing the spirit ceremony. I think this place really suits her.

‘I’ll have to tell you to go often.’

A slave cannot have free will.

It means she can’t come into this forest without my permission.

I called her.

Medea quietly approaches me.

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Judging from the fact that the spirits are closely attached to the body, it seems that the spirit consciousness has developed in the meantime.

It is still lacking, but there is still room for further growth.

**

Two days have passed.

The test is coming soon, so regardless of the AB, he is concentrating on his studies.

Except for me.

I’m not very interested in sex.

After all, what you learn here is from middle school to high school.

It will only be enough if you fail and get kicked out.

And you can do that even after taking a long break from studying.

“The class ends here. I know that next Monday is the exam, but I hope everyone prepares well.”

An old professor who runs out of guns using his honorific title.

A sleeping pill that teaches an unpopular subject called ‘The History of the Empire’.

After making sure that Professor Erwin Steiner was leaving the classroom, I stood up.

Today, as Crena said, is the day to join the shelter club for those who take a break.

Even after she left, a student from 1st grade, Class A came up to me and told me that it was a designated day.

Aside from me, there was a club in the first year.

The name… Did I say crebiton?

Seeing that he had never even heard of his name, he was certain to be an extra.

He was somewhat sluggish, but it makes the viewer lose all his strength.

For a moment, he doubted whether he was a magician.

But, judging by the sword he always wore around his waist, he was a swordsman.

On the way to the club, the entrance to the Ministry of Magic is still open.

The gates of hell are wide open, as if welcoming anyone to enter.

I turned my gaze to the opposite side as far as possible to avoid going in there.

“Ouch!”

However, white gloves protruded from the threshold of hell.

familiar voice. Blue hair sticking out of it.

Sophia, who will become the future archmage, but now a slave to Professor Ludwig, becomes a zombie in front of me in real time.

She looks up at me and stretches out her hand as if asking for help.

I looked down at the hand and held it carefully.

Sophia’s face brightened as if she had received sunlight.

But her face is quickly drawn into darkness.

As soon as I saw the pair of twinkling eyes beyond the gates of hell, I let go of Sophia’s hand.

“Oh, no! please! Get me out!”

“Research, performance, papers, we are garbage… .”

oh that’s terrible

I muttered as I put my hands together.

“Please take care of the well-being of the deceased… .”

“Deron!!!! I will definitely get my revenge!”

I could hear the voice of the dead from somewhere, but I ignored it.

Because the dead don’t talk.

After passing through the creepy gates of hell, my club finally comes into view.

It looks like an ordinary entrance, but the inside is full of places I don’t know.

A story beyond the novel that has not been narrated in the original.

I swallowed my saliva and stepped over it.

**

“Are there really two new recruits?”

“Yeah, one over there. The other one hasn’t arrived yet.”

2nd year class B.

Iridun Nofiltaine stroked his beard as if curiously.

There is always a little bit of his beard left. Easy to touch.

“Weren’t we only maintaining the minimum number of members of the club, 5? Excluding one senior who is graduating this time, there are six.”

“It was originally.”

Adrian answered Iridun’s question.

“Originally, I was only going to get a crebiton. As you all know, Krebiton was the friend I had in mind.”

Everyone nodded.

Everyone in this club knows that the Crown Prince, Adrian, invites the most interesting new students to the club.

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Just looking at Iridun and Crena right now, it’s because Idrian was invited to the club.

In fact, it is no exaggeration to say that this club is maintained by Idrian.

“By the way, where did someone come to hear about our club?”

Except for Krenana and Bell, Iridun and Kreviton have their eyes wide open.

Even Creviton, a newcomer, has heard of this club often, so he has a vague idea of what kind of place it is.

‘Clubs that can’t join in the usual way.’

It doesn’t mean blocking.

In fact, sometimes, people come in wondering what kind of place this club is.

And among those students, who joined the club?

‘Not even one.’

It’s a strange place.

Those who come to the Iliad Academy are students who come to grow together.

You are here to hone your skills and experience.

However, this club is the opposite.

Rather, it is recommended to take a break.

Most of them are from this club, unless they meet regularly to engage in activities.

Even the manager is the same.

Crown Prince Hadrian is always sleeping on the sunny sofa.

Sometimes it’s amazing to see you’re still here after skipping classes.

‘You said you came here after hearing that?’

What kind of guy he was, Iridun became interested in the upcoming newcomer.

and.

profit.

The sound of a door opening is heard.

All eyes in the room turned to him at once.

A tall man came in from a bright hallway, slowly making the sound of shoes.

Under the gray hair, jet-black eyes flashed.

With a cane in his hand, he opened the door and entered cautiously.

The person with the most controversy and rumors among first-year students.

Deron Phylasia.

As soon as he entered, he looked around the room, exhaling his own aligned energy.

In the midst of a strange atmosphere, Deron opened his mouth.

“hello.”

Compared to what appeared, it was a fairly ordinary word.