Magic Academy’s Genius Blinker

Chapter 10

The Dropout of Class S (2)

There are two main events called the flowers of Stella Academy.

One is the ‘Familiar Contract Ceremony,’ and the other is the ‘Staff Inheritance Ceremony.’

Given that Stella Academy is a prestigious school, the Staff Inheritance Ceremony is particularly special.

“Starting now, you will inherit the staffs you will use at the academy.”

Stella Academy is very wealthy, and instead of just lending out staffs, they give one for free.

“But remember, once you choose, changing it is a complicated process, so choose carefully.”

That’s what Lee Han-wol said, but the funny thing is, it’s not the person who chooses the staff, but the staff that chooses the person.

The staff reacts to the owner it deems worthy, causing a ‘resonance phenomenon.’

In this process, each class from F to S chooses staffs prepared according to their level, making the initial class placement extremely important.

Staffs also have grades, starting from the lowest grade at Stella Academy and going up to low, mid-low, and mid-grade.

In Class F, most staffs are of the lowest grade, with only a few mid-low grade staffs occasionally.

However, the staffs chosen by Classes A-S range from low to mid-grade.

Does it seem unfair? This is the reality of the magical society.

‘If you’re upset, become a better mage. That’s the only answer.’

Every senior mage said the same thing, making it an eternal truth that becoming a high mage was the answer.

‘Impressive.’

Some staffs were hanging high in the sky, some were stuck in the ground, some were carefully placed in drawers, and others floated around.

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These mysterious staffs, each with unique personalities and identities, looked even more beautiful and enchanting when seen with my own eyes.

“What staff are you going to choose?”

“That one. I already checked what staffs are available before enrolling.”

“A mid-low grade staff? Didn’t you say you were going to choose a mid-grade staff before?”

“I woke up from that dream. My dad is a staff dealer, and I found out that I don’t resonate with mid-grade staffs. I’ll be content with mid-low.”

The staffs chosen by Classes A-S were exceptionally high-grade, making me a little nervous.

‘The Staff Inheritance Ceremony event…’

This was an event that proceeded according to a set order based on the character the player chose.

For that reason, I already anticipated what the main characters like Flame, Ma Yuseong, Jeremie, Aiselle, and Hong Bi-yeon would choose.

But I had no idea what I would choose.

Unlike the other characters starting in Class S, Baek Yu-seol had originally started in Class F.

At best, I thought I should choose a wand that matched my ‘position.’

Staffs are generally divided into short staffs called ‘wands’ and long staffs called ‘staves.’

Wands are used by ‘knight’ type magic warriors who specialize in high mobility, approaching the enemy to disrupt their formation, and rapidly casting spells.

To put it simply, wands are like assault rifles.

Staves, on the other hand, are used by ‘bishop’ type magic warriors who, after a long casting time, cast powerful spells or wide-area spells.

To put it simply, staves are like bazookas or sniper rifles.

However, neither of these suited me. After all, I used cold weapons, not staffs.

“Hey, what are you going to choose?”

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“I bet, since it’s Class S, he’ll choose something impressive, right?”

I was the center of attention here as well. They wondered, ‘Even though he’s in Class S, surely he can resonate with a staff, right?’

I didn’t expect anything great. It’s not like the school had amazing staffs. It’s better to explore dungeons I know to find better equipment.

Still, I had to choose something, so I was pondering my options when a boy behind me spoke.

“Hey.”

“Huh?”

Turning around, I saw a boy already arrogantly loosening his robe, glaring at me with a cocky expression.

A face I didn’t recognize.

“Who…?”
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His face hardened momentarily, but then he smiled.

“Me? I’m Yuslec.”

“Oh!”

He seemed to think I knew him, but the truth was, I didn’t.

“…Okay?”

I really had no idea who he was.

“This… you little…!”

Yuslec was about to get angry but quickly composed himself. He didn’t introduce himself further, probably to avoid looking pitiful.

“What staff are you going to choose?”

I didn’t know about anything else, but his cold, subdued voice didn’t seem friendly.

A quick glance at his name tag showed he was in Class A. Was he upset that I made it to Class S?

He couldn’t pick a fight with the other prominent students in Class S, so I seemed an easy target.

“Anything.”

“That’s bland. I don’t understand why you’re in Class S. No ambition, no guts.”

He scanned me up and down, then smirked.

“If you’re a commoner, pick a staff that suits your status. Don’t cause trouble and make the professors suffer.”

“Okay. You too, don’t cause trouble.”

“…You little…!”

Why was he getting loud and angry? Out of curiosity, I put on my Bulbul Glasses to check his information.

[Yuslec Checoveilen]

Son of the Marquis of Checoveilen

Jeremie Scalven’s errand boy

Third-rate thug

His information was so concise that it clearly showed how insignificant he was. The most notable record was ‘errand boy’… Poor guy.

I should treat him well if he talks to me again.

“Tsk, anyway, I’m going to choose that one, so watch.”

Yuslec pointed to a blackish ‘wand.’ It was moderately curved, slim, and perfectly short, making it quite elegant for a student’s staff.

‘Oh, this guy’s got some guts?’

I didn’t know who he was, but his arrogance was apparent.

That staff was called ‘Edmurry Etemiri,’ one of the highest-grade ‘mid-high’ staffs here.

‘A mid-high grade staff… That’s usually used by professional magic warriors.’

Although there were two mid-high grade staffs here, they weren’t meant to be chosen. They were there to motivate students by showing them what to aspire to.

Despite not being as high-grade as Edmurry Etemiri, many mid-grade staffs here were tough to handle for most veteran mages.

Even the most talented students could barely handle mid-low grade staffs. Even those with magic warrior certifications could barely manage them.

But this was Stella Academy, attracting the most outstanding students worldwide.

“Everyone, stand in front of the staff you feel drawn to.”

As soon as Lee Han-wol spoke, the students moved to the staffs they had in mind. True to their elite status, most students successfully resonated with their chosen staffs immediately, filling the hall with a buzzing sound.

Among them, a few students stood out.

“Wow, is that ‘Heden Amicoten’ that Hae Wonryang picked?”

“Isn’t that a mid-grade staff? Unbelievable…”

“Impressive…”

The key characters began choosing ‘mid-grade’ staffs, which typically required years of training.

“Hey, it looks like someone over there picked a mid-grade staff too.”

“Prince Jeremie Scalven also picked a mid-grade staff.”

“Princess Hong Bi-yeon chose ‘Suaviter Lahavon,’ a mid-grade staff!”

“How many students are picking mid-grade staffs that even certified mages barely manage to handle?”

“This year is insane, seriously.”

Seeing the students’ astonished reactions, their determination burned brighter.

‘Maybe I can do it too? Maybe I can choose an even better staff than those geniuses!’

Thinking that if they chose a higher-grade staff than those geniuses, they would naturally attract the attention of the Mage Tower and archmage professors, quite a few students gathered around the mid-high grade staff ‘Edmurry Etemiri,’ floating in the air.

Most of them were extras rather than main characters, desiring a staff beyond their means.

“Move.”

As Yuslec confidently approached, the students around Edmurry Etemiri stepped aside. Influenced by Prince Jeremie Scalven’s faction, he seemed quite powerful.

With a confident expression, Yuslec reached out to Edmurry Etemiri. Buzzing echoed through the entire auditorium.

“Oh…”
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“Is he really going to resonate with a mid-high grade staff?”

No way.

After a moment of wrestling with Edmurry Etemiri, Yuslec closed his eyes tightly.

Bang…!!

A small mana explosion occurred, and a light breeze blew through the auditorium.

“Ugh!”

Yuslec was thrown back dramatically, staring at the staff in disbelief.

“Huh…?”

He looked stunned, unable to believe he had been rejected.

That wasn’t guts; it was just baseless arrogance. He should have known his limits.

“This… can’t be…”

As Yuslec sat dazed on the floor, other students hesitantly approached Edmurry Etemiri to attempt resonance.

Bang! Bang bang!

The sound of balloons popping echoed repeatedly, and after most students were repelled, they realized that the staff wasn’t meant to be resonated with and began to give up even before trying.

Yes, giving up was faster.

Because that staff already had a destined owner.

Step.

With sparkling eyes full of ‘interest,’ Ma Yuseong approached Edmurry Etemiri.

The other students began to stir.

“Ma, Ma Yuseong is here.”

“Is he going to try resonating with Edmurry Etemiri too?”
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“No matter how talented Ma Yuseong is, Edmurry Etemiri seems too much…”

But those concerns were baseless.

Buzz!!!
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Ma Yuseong easily resonated with Edmurry Etemiri.

As he slowly swung the staff, the students’ jaws dropped.

Even witnessing the genius firsthand, they couldn’t believe it.

‘Anyway, as for him…’

While everyone focused on Ma Yuseong, I checked on Flame.

According to the game’s story, Flame was the owner of another mid-high grade staff, ‘Terivon.’

But here’s where it diverged.

If Flame chose Terivon, Ma Yuseong would become interested in her as another genius, opening the ‘Ma Yuseong route.’ If not, other possibilities would arise.

‘What’s your choice, Flame?’

She wasn’t a player. As the ‘real Flame,’ different from what players controlled, I had to consider that she might act differently.

Tap.

Flame moved.

‘Pick Terivon quickly. Hurry!’

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Ma Yuseong was the hope of this world, and if Flame could guide him to the path of good, the story would unfold smoothly. The chances of a happy ending would increase.

But somehow…

‘She doesn’t seem interested in Terivon…?’

She walked among the strange staffs, seemingly not interested in Terivon at all. Perhaps she didn’t even know about Terivon’s existence.

‘This isn’t good…’

As the ‘heroine’ of this world with infinite possibilities, she could resonate with any staff. If she resonated with the wrong staff, the Ma Yuseong route might close.

‘Should I give her a hint?’

But she might already know about early staffs from reading the original novel.

She could choose the mysterious staff ‘Ego La Echoov,’ which, despite being unimpressive at first, shows its true power later. Or she might choose ‘Impettus Infeiliphon,’ which led Aiselle to the reverse harem route in the original romance novel.
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‘In that case, I have no choice but to subtly push Terivon towards her.’

[Blink]

I approached Flame subtly, pretending it was a coincidence.

Startled by my sudden appearance from behind, she looked wary. I didn’t want to catch the heroine’s attention, but I had no choice.

I spoke in as friendly a voice as possible.

“What staff are you thinking of choosing?”

Flame took a step back, looking cautious.

“…Hey, why do you care?”

“Oh? No, I just wanted to help since you seemed lost.”

“Mind your own business and choose your staff.”

…What? Something felt off.

I knew Flame to be very sociable, friendly with both nobles and commoners.

Why was she drawing a line with me? I didn’t think I had done anything noticeable.

But since I had already spoken, I couldn’t retract my words.

“I just thought I could help you choose a staff that suits you…”

“What do you know?”

Her dismissive expression didn’t suit her adorable face.
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‘This is frustrating. Did I make a mistake? Or does she just have no interest in extra male characters?’

I didn’t know why she was wary of me, but I had to say what needed to be said. I pointed to Terivon.

“I’ve heard a lot about you. I think you can handle that staff.”

The elegant, silver wand I pointed to made Flame’s eyes widen.

“…Terivon?”

“Yes, that one.”

But Flame’s expression was strange. What was it? Something seemed off, so I was about to retract my hand.

A heavy sensation.

Something gently touched my hand.

“…Huh?”

I checked my outstretched left hand.

A silver rod was lightly gripped in it.

Elegant, yet simple…

‘…Terivon?’

Why was this in my hand?

Before I could grasp the situation, Terivon acted first.

Buzz!!!

Just as loudly as Ma Yuseong’s Edmurry Etemiri, the resonance sound echoed throughout the auditorium.

Silence fell over the entire auditorium, and all eyes focused on my left hand.

Sweating profusely, I cried inwardly.

‘This was supposed to be Flame’s…?’

I was doomed.

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Completely and utterly doomed.

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