Academy’S Gumiho Is A Magical Genius [EN]: Chapter 162

Academy Gumiho is a Magic Genius – Episode 162

Academy Gumiho is a Magic Genius 162

The Conclusion of a Certain World (2)

I glimpsed into the minds of countless people.

At first, I didn’t pay much attention to their ends, but while watching the deaths of hundreds, I realized that there were helpful insights.

Afterward, my nerves were entirely focused on analyzing and dissecting those insights.

“What do you think about the Baron’s guests?”

“Who? That handsome fox and his group? Or those people who seem a bit unsettling?”

“Both of them.”

“Ah, actually, I overheard a man in black clothes covering his face saying something two days ago. You know that beast living on the rooftop?”

“Yeah, the pet dog that’s been there since the previous generation. What about it?”

“I heard they’re going to use that beast as a sacrifice to awaken something.”

The idle chatter of two maids reached my ears. Perhaps the dog-shaped monster knew something more than I thought.

“You know the siblings we caught today, right?”

“We catch stray children from the city every day. I can’t really tell them apart anymore.”

“Anyway, the Baron said he’s installing some kind of safety device on those siblings’ bodies. He told us to handle them carefully.”

“What kind of safety device?”

“Well, I heard they’ve hidden something like a weakness of a giant biological weapon.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

I also found out that the weakness of that damn Jormungandr [a mythical sea serpent] might be related to the siblings I saved.

Other than that, most of the information was cheap.

It seemed like they had already taken all the valuable stuff.

Since I had no way to compare the time I spent watching the mental images with the actual time passing, even if there was more hidden information.

There was no more time to delay.

“…How, how much time has passed?”

Immediately after thinking I needed to wake up.

My mind opened its eyes in reality, no longer in the mental images.

The moment I opened my eyes, I felt immense pain all over my body.

Bearing the pain, I scanned my surroundings with a cracked voice.

‘There’s no visible difference from when I collapsed.’

There were no additional building collapses or the earth splitting in half.

To figure out how much time had passed, I frantically pulled out anything from my pockets that could tell the time, like a watch or a phone.

Most of them were in as miserable a state as my broken body.

However, a particularly durable electronic device showed that about 20 minutes had passed.

’20 minutes have passed?’

It was a lot, if it was a lot.

It was a short amount of time, if it was a short amount of time, but in a situation like this, I couldn’t deny that a considerable amount of time had passed.

Had the students endured his onslaught for 20 minutes?

Or had they abandoned me and returned to the academy on their own?

‘As much as I hate to admit it, I hope it’s the latter.’

It would be better if they abandoned me and ran away.

Those children were future heroes.

They were talents that couldn’t be wasted in a place like this.

As a teacher, I couldn’t allow that.

Staggering, I moved my feet with difficulty to find the students.

My vision was slightly blurred from the congealed blood, but it was somewhat better because the “Star Cluster Wave” I had unleashed cast colorful starlight across the dark night sky.

‘Using the stars as lighting, as fluorescent lights to walk the dark path ahead. There’s a certain charm to it.’

A frivolous thought.

But on the other hand, I was also thinking about something else.

‘I hope the students aren’t under more stress than necessary.’

Safety is the most important thing.

And the next most important thing is the mental health of the children.

In fact, the Otherworld is difficult to conquer due to the difficult condition of heading towards the right ending, but it is also famous for the large number of players who leave the industry after the conquest.

‘The right ending is, in other words, destruction.’

This unique retirement phenomenon is especially prominent among those who see NPCs [Non-Player Characters] as humans like themselves.

No matter how hard you try in this world, nothing changes, and at the same time, you gain nothing.

All you can trace back is that ‘in the face of the great will of destruction, my existence is infinitely worthless.’

Indeed, the few players who conquered the Otherworld.

Among them, even veterans and old-timers who had experienced 80-90% progress, more than half retired from the industry.

The cause was extreme mental stress.

‘And we’re right around that point.’

Ding!

The machine sound rang after a long time.

I checked the message.

[Otherworld Progress Rate: 95.1%]

The progress rate was steadily increasing.

It was definitely higher than when I was briefly distracted by the mental images.

‘What is it? Did the students do something?’

A sense of unease arose.

As I hurried my steps, an open view came into sight without the debris of collapsed buildings.

And in the largest corner of that view were the students.

“…The first-year students who haven’t even gone through summer vacation yet have driven ‘Jormungandr’ this far?”

Individual name, “Jormungandr.”

I am the only one in this world who knows its danger and strength.

Vicious poison and recovery ability.

Defensive techniques that ignore all attacks when in danger, and so on.

The scary thing about it isn’t just the mass coming from its huge size.

But mass is definitely the scariest weapon.

So, if you could block that mass.

There was somehow a chance of winning.

‘Isabel is focusing her domain solely on binding, and the rest of the students are doing their best to sequentially defeat the remaining abilities.’

The venom-releasing glands in its maw were frozen solid by Isis’s large-scale magic.

It was frozen so hard that my body, watching from afar, felt chilly.

Judging by the naked eye, it was at least high-grade magic.

Adding the power of her trait and armor artifact, a magic of a power that ranks among the top of high-grade ice magic froze its maw.

‘…They’re just squeezing out their mana with the determination to die.’

That’s not an area that can be handled with talent.

Even Isabel’s [Domain] can only be established because it is incomplete.

A first-year intermediate mage recklessly handling high-grade magic, and even increasing its power tenfold. It’s fortunate that the area where she used high-grade magic was the northern region where the north wind blows fiercely.

If she had made a mistake, her mana circuits could have been severely damaged.

‘From now on, I need to firmly tell Isis about the dangers and side effects of using excessive magic.’

Still, if you exclude a few of those dangerous elements, the students were doing really well. It’s hard to kill a 3rd Circle monster even if six current S-ranks rush in.

Unless it’s six Rankers [high-ranking players].

Originally, an academy first-year student couldn’t dare to face such an entity.

It’s a special situation that was established thanks to me inducing it to waste about 30% of the mana flowing through its body, its body being buried under huge rocks due to the landslide, and its movements being blocked.

Even if it were a normal first-year student, they would only be pacing around because there was no suitable finishing blow even under these conditions.

However, the students I taught over the past month each learned one or two useful skills.

Using these, it was visible that they had cut off the monster’s huge tail whole.

“It’s completely cut in half.”

The tail cut in half.

It’s a well-known pattern.

The wounded Jormungandr consumes its tail to recover its health.

If it did that, it could heal all the wounds from its head to the center of its body, but the dark light rising from under its feet blocked it.

The tail being dragged into the light.

Isabel’s [Domain], “Like Draws to Like,” which dyes everything into the same black as herself, had the power to transform the tail into something else.

The monster was just watching the scene with a look of emptiness.

‘With this, the only means of recovery is sealed…’

Wait a minute.

Why is it just watching?

‘It’s not even struggling? Even if it just shook its body greatly, it could create a tremor comparable to a small-scale earthquake?’

Something’s wrong.

At that moment, flash!

My eyes turned purple.

[Skill, “Yoma Eye,” brightens your vision.]

[See through all darkness and currents!]

This alone is not enough.

I was a little short on mental strength to maintain divine power, but I put the blue sky into my purple pupils.

The way I saw the world changed.

[Six Supernatural Powers, open the second supernatural power in the middle.]

[ reads all the forms and colors of suffering and pleasure under this shore.]

[Nothing can be hidden from the sight of the omnipotent ‘Heavenly Eye’!]

Eye of Heaven.

In other words, the Eye of Heaven Wisdom Certification.

Among the six supernatural powers that a Buddhist practitioner can awaken through arduous training.

It is the least valuable, but the most certain supernatural power that can be obtained through meditation.

People rely heavily on sight.

But what if that sight was not limited to human eyes, and the sky itself became my sight?

That’s what the Eye of Heaven makes a reality.

‘I didn’t want to use this in this way, but.’

I used this supernatural power seriously for the first time.

Usually, I only used it as a means of assistance based on my remaining mental strength. But now I had no peace of mind.

As a result, I was faced with a situation where I squeezed my mental strength and handled my supernatural powers to the limit.

A more precise view than ever before.

‘…Damn it, I knew it.’

Information that felt like I was about to faint flooded in through my vision.

Thanks to this, it was not difficult to realize what Jormungandr wanted to do.

However, its malice was directed at the students right now.

I had no choice.

Swish!

The sound of drawing a sharp blade.

There was no time to explain to the students far away, nor to think of other ways.

I am in this moment.

I decided to accept all penalties.

‘Be cut off.’

I grabbed the sword, but there was no sword in my hand.

What I held was an intangible sword.

At the same time, a sword of the mind.

The distinct formless sword was embedded in Jormungandr’s forehead as it was.

[Trait, “Mind Sword Finger Stop,” is activated!]

[According to the first law, depending on the conditions…]

…

[There are laws that are not currently met.]

[Cancels the activation of the trait.]

[You have chosen ‘compensation’ instead of law!]

[After using the trait, you will receive a corresponding penalty!]

“Mind Sword Finger Stop”

Classification: Descent of a God

Description: The path to the Mind Sword. Originally, if a swordsman realized this, it would mean proving a talent comparable to the founder, but it is a meaningless walk for you who have already walked this path long ago.

Due to the contract with the system, the original ability has been greatly distorted. It can be used based on the oath sworn to the heart and the eight laws below it. You cannot use it in situations where even one law is violated.

However, if you insist, you can use it once based on the corresponding ‘compensation.’

※It contains a curse that cannot be fully expressed in a few sentences. ‘Compensation’ will come to you in some form. It is recommended that you write your will before using it.

Until now, I thought of it as a lower version of “Conditional Sword Saint,” but this also has its own useful aspects.

Puh, a smile naturally appeared on my lips, and saliva gathered in my mouth.

I swallowed my saliva and slumped down in my seat.

“T, Teacher…?”

The students with surprised expressions far away were not visible.

I couldn’t hear them either.

Something sticky blocked my ears, and my vision turned red.

Blood.

Blood was flowing from all the holes in my body.

“…I overdid it a bit.”

I can’t stand it anymore. It was difficult to swallow.

With those words.

Ugh, blood flowed out of my mouth.

As if trying to prove that I hadn’t eaten anything for the past few days.

Clear red blood coming out of my mouth.

‘…I hurt my insides. I used too much mental power.’

It’s not a shock that’s close to death.

My insides are damaged and blood is flowing from all the holes, but I expected this much.

It wouldn’t be strange to get hurt at any time.

And dying too.

Or even getting infinitely close to it was within my expectations.

‘…Everything is as I expected.’

[You have used all the surplus mana flowing through the mana circuit!]

[Temporarily, “Mana” drops by five levels.]

[You have excessively used the mana and mental power flowing from your heart!]

[A strong reaction twists the circuits and blood vessels!]

[Permanently, “Durability” and “Strength” each drop by two levels.]

Puh.

Now, it’s not just flowing out of my mouth.

Blood was bursting out of my mouth like a flood.

Occasionally, soft, red flesh that got caught in my throat and came out with a rough cough was a fragment of my damaged internal organs.

The internal injuries seem to be much worse than I felt.

It is also proof that my body is so broken that even objective self-analysis is not possible.

Little by little, the end of my life is approaching.

But the ‘compensation’ has not yet come to this extent.