Academy’S Gumiho Is A Magical Genius [EN]: Chapter 269

Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius – Episode 269

Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius 269

The Beginning of the Semester (4)

“Not bad, considering.”

Seungwoo couldn’t help but be impressed as he entered the lab.

It was as well-equipped as his personal lab, which had been built with a ton of money.

The equipment was good, and the soundproofing wasn’t bad either.

On top of that, the space was large, making it even better.

‘But it’s clear that no one has touched it for a while.’

There was plenty of equipment, but not a single specimen in this large lab.

It was as if no one had used this lab since it was built.

‘I’m the first one to use this large space.’

This lab couldn’t have been built yesterday or today.

How long has it been neglected?

The inefficient number of labs made my head ache, but it’s not my money, so whatever.

Let’s just be grateful and use it.

“I’m supposed to be working in the lab from today, but there’s no research assignment given to me.”

From what I heard, all the labs under Nam Hwayeon don’t have a specific topic.

Each person proceeds with the research they want to do on the topic they want.

However, it’s not like you can research any topic.

You had to do research that could produce results within the set budget.

It sounds like a headache, but when you count the units of the budget that are allocated, your mind changes.

“…With this much budget, isn’t it the maintenance cost for another academy for half a year? If you can’t produce plausible results with this money, it would be even stranger.”

Hundred million, billion, ten billion.

Abnormal units of numbers.

These were all budgets taken from other labs.

As such, the budget that Seungwoo could receive could increase tremendously depending on the scale and possibility of the topic.

I see. I understand why I have to produce results no matter what.

If you can’t produce results with this money, the one who can’t is either incompetent or a bad guy.

“If it’s in the ten billion won range, it’s an amount that I can’t easily move unless it’s a specific situation. What topic should I research with this?”

─Why don’t you research your specialty, fire?

“Fire? Well, my fire magic is almost at its peak, and I don’t think it’ll be efficient enough to produce plausible results.”

─Then what about sorcery?

“You’re here for that. Honestly, even if I spend trillions of won to conduct research, I don’t think I can catch up with your understanding and proficiency in sorcery.”

First of all, 「Fire Magic」 and 「Primordial Sorcery」 are excluded from the research subjects.

In the former case, there were problems with realm and location.

Seungwoo is already a master of fire magic, and there is no magician in the current industry who can handle fire magic more threateningly than that.

In the case of the location, it was difficult to make explosive sounds because this place was a closed lab, and there were labs on the upper and lower floors.

On the other hand, sorcery had no problems with realm or location.

However, researching it directly was too inefficient.

There was no need to bang his head against the ground; Seungwoo had a top instructor who could easily teach him sorcery.

─Of course. You can buy money with time, but you can’t buy time with money. How long do you think I’ve invested in sorcery so far?

“It must have been at least 1,000 years. The Records of the Grand Historian is proving your history.”

─Don’t bring up my age.

“Okay.”

─Then is there any field you particularly want to do?

A field I particularly want to do.

I thought about it while coming to the lab, and I thought it would be good to make use of Seungwoo’s left arm experience.

“I’m thinking of studying living things for now.”

─Here? Isn’t it too cramped to raise living things? The environment is specialized for research. It doesn’t seem good for living things to live in, why here?

“I’m not going to study living things; I’m going to study flesh. I’m going to collect tissues from various living things and make them into specimens.”

Fortunately, the equipment for collecting tissues, the equipment for making them into specimens, and the tools for observing changes in specimens were all here.

It was a perfect topic to do in the lab.

“Now I need to set specific goals.”

What kind of tissue from what kind of living thing, for what purpose, and how should I experiment with it?

A magician’s curiosity welled up in my head.

Even a single living thing has many characteristics, so it was not easy to determine a clear direction.

In the end, Seungwoo’s curiosity went deeper.

All his thinking power was focused on thinking about the topic.

Because of that.

Creak!

He didn’t even notice that the tightly closed door of the lab had opened, and continued to think.

“Human cloning or regeneration? Instead of transplanting things to replace the body and organs, should I devise a way to make them custom-made for the subject?”

─Hey, Contractor. Look behind you.

‘Why, is there a ghost or something?’

─No, she’s a very lively woman for a ghost.

‘……Looks like someone’s here.’

I wondered who had come to the lab without saying anything, and the moment I turned my head.

I was startled.

“…Who are you?”

A well-dressed suit is a symbol of a professor.

The subtle color of magic was that of a trained magician.

If so, the person in front of me was one of the professors who taught magic, but Seungwoo didn’t know the other professors well besides Nam Hwayeon.

If it was a professor who taught magic like Nam Hwayeon, it was even more so.

Maybe it was because they felt pushed back by an overwhelming person, so their presence became weak.

‘This woman is definitely a professor.’

I know she’s a professor.

But I have no idea what kind of magic she teaches and what grade she’s in charge of.

“What?”

“…I don’t know what subject you’re in charge of, but how did you come into my lab without any notice?”

“My lab? Huh, are you saying this is your lab now?”

“Yes, that’s right. Was there something wrong with the title?”

Don’t you know me right now?

The unidentified professor looked at Seungwoo with those eyes.

As I stared at her without saying anything, I could feel the professor’s face turning redder and redder. It seems that she has a considerable pride in her name value.

“I don’t know.”

I said honestly.

At that moment, her face, which had turned red, exploded like a volcano.

A woman who gestures with a nagging tone like volcanic debris erupting.

I didn’t really want to listen, so I closed my ears with magic.

While she was ranting, I suddenly felt another presence.

This time it was a presence and face that I knew well.

“Professor. Have you arrived?”

“Ah, yes, our student has arrived? How’s the lab? Do you like it?”

Nam Hwayeon, who sent Seungwoo here, showed her face.

When she made eye contact with her, she waved her hand and started a conversation.

Right then.

The professor who was listening to the conversation intervened.

“Our student? How’s the lab? Professor Nam Hwayeon, did you hand over this large-scale facility to him just because he’s your student?”

“Yeah, so what.”

“Does that make sense?!”

She threw several questions, but the only answer that came back was one.

With that one answer, the woman looked at Nam Hwayeon with a look of annoyance.

Why is she doing that? Is she sick, or is she crazy?

‘What kind of magician in the world dares to raise her voice to Nam Hwayeon.’

It wasn’t a normal situation.

I don’t know how the situation is going.

As I kept my mouth shut and listened, I began to understand the situation.

It seems that the most likely owner of this lab was that professor.

Her name is Emilia.

Professor Emilia revealed a lack of personal research space.

Fortunately, there was one lab left under Nam Hwayeon.

Everyone thought that she would become the owner of the lab if she followed the appropriate procedures.

However, Professor Emilia heard the news that the lab, which would soon become her space, had been handed over to an assistant, and hurriedly rushed here.

……What.

‘It’s really nothing. Is she getting angry at Nam Hwayeon because of that right now? At the legendary magician of the academy?’

She was really crazy.

While thinking that I didn’t want to get involved.

Nam Hwayeon suddenly pointed at herself with her hand.

What, is she gesturing for me to introduce myself?

“You just said that. It sounds like you’re going to confront him. Is that right?”

“Confront me?”

“Ha! Confrontation is a word that is established in an equal position. Professor Nam Hwayeon. No matter how I look at it, confrontation with a guy who looks like a mid-level magician is too much for me, isn’t it?”

……I wasn’t paying attention to the conversation, so I can’t follow what she’s saying.

It seems that Professor Emilia insulted Seungwoo in the atmosphere.

I didn’t even know I was being insulted because I had no interest in the other person. I don’t care much about what she insulted me for.

“…Is this something that needs to go this far? Considering that the order has already come to me, it seems that I have come to use this lab on paper. Let’s stop confronting each other.”

“Me… confront you? Is that even possible?”

“Isn’t that the question I should be asking? Can you confront me?”

No matter how you look at it, Emilia is a high-level magician. Even if you give her a high score, it seems difficult for her to be a top-level magician, but there was nothing good about confronting Seungwoo.

“To be pushed back by a mid-level magician at best…! That’s impossible…!”

“Professor Emilia. My student. He’s an Archmage like me.”

“Yes?”

“Of course, his pure skill and depth of knowledge are only barely reaching my toes, but you can’t even reach my toes. Shouldn’t you know your place and speak?”

“Yes…?”

Emilia, who didn’t seem to recognize Seungwoo’s realm in the circumstances.

After continuing the conversation with Nam Hwayeon, she looked at Seungwoo with a cold expression. The momentum she showed on the outside was definitely intermediate, but the moment she tried to reach out to the long fox tail, a huge energy swept through Emilia.

A magical power that completely overwhelms herself.

Emilia then realized.

The assistant she was recklessly angry at and trying to drive out of this lab was an Archmage who existed in a position far above her.

“Th, that makes sense? He doesn’t have the dignity or words and actions of an Archmage, so he’s an Archmage? No, why?”

Emilia couldn’t accept reality in her head.

But in the end, she had no choice but to admit it.

In the end, she apologized for everything she had said.

“I, I’m really sorry…”

“Are you really sorry?”

“…Yes.”

“Then work with me.”

“…Yes?”

However, the head of a magician, who is faster than anyone else in calculating profits and losses, concluded that her apology was a clear loss for Seungwoo.

“It seems that you want this lab, so work with me under me.”

“Wh, what is that…?”

“I think that would be good too. Then I think a year would be a good amount of time, right?”

“That’s an excellent judgment, Professor. Then let’s forgive you with a one-year contract.”

“Wa, wait a minute, I haven’t… I haven’t agreed to work under you yet!”

“Really? Then I’ll write a separate official document about what happened just now…”

“Ah, I’m going to agree now! Very good. I can work under an Archmage for a year. I’m so happy. Very good!”

That’s how I got an assistant to fill this large lab.

Actually, I had no intention of hiring an assistant at all, but for some reason, the assistant came on her own, and thanks to Professor Nam Hwayeon, I succeeded in signing a one-year slave contract through a thorough magic contract.

It happened like roasting beans in a flash of lightning [very quickly].

But whatever. Thanks to that, my hands will be more comfortable.

Seungwoo just let this situation pass by nicely.

“Thanks to the professor, I got a good slave… I mean, assistant.”

I misspoke for a moment.

I should have changed the words to ‘assistant like a slave’.

A slave and an assistant.

It’s not wrong, but it’s a statement that has a lot of room for misunderstanding.

‘If you look at the way the academy professors treat their assistants, there’s no separate slave system, but everyone defends them by saying they’re assistants on paper.’

Even if the treatment is like a slave, if the title has something, it’s not a slave.

Of course, graduate students are an exception. Even if their business card says they are graduate students, they are slaves.

It’s a sad story, but it’s an undeniable fact.

There were educational institutions that claimed to be universities and graduate schools in other academies, not Chilseong.

I once saw a graduate student there.

The sight of a graduate student moving laboriously and drinking coffee like a dying squid was the modern slave system itself.

“Ah, I made a mistake. I have an assistant like a graduate student.”

“Damn it, that’s the same thing…”

“That’s right. Shall we start with miscellaneous tasks first?”

A slave I just got.

Let’s see if she works well.