Academy Gumiho is a Magic Genius – Episode 364
Academy Gumiho is a Magic Genius 364
Why are you guys here? (4)
After summer vacation.
Seungwoo averted his gaze from the students he had taught.
It wasn’t because he wasn’t interested in the children. Rather, the children’s growth rate satisfied Seungwoo. A very rapid growth rate for students.
If they continued at this pace, they had a high chance of becoming full-fledged warriors even before graduating from the academy. But around that time.
Seungwoo decided to take matters into his own hands rather than entrusting the fate of this world to uncertain entities like lead or supporting roles.
“Why are you here?”
“Do you know them? Only those people have strange outfits.”
“…Of course, I know them.”
The moment he decided to end everything with his own hands.
Seungwoo no longer had the time or *yeoyu* [mental余裕 or余裕 leeway] to teach the children.
Besides, it was okay even if Seungwoo didn’t teach them.
Originally, there is a huge wall in the future of the main characters and supporting characters. If they cross that wall, they could become stronger than others.
However, Seungwoo’s teachings and martial arts broke the wall in front of the children, and not only surpassed it.
‘I’ve completely prepared them to easily leap over the walls beyond the walls. Even the walls they have to overcome later.’
He was fully aware that the children were full of talent.
However, the children’s talents were better than I thought, and they made all the martial arts I had organized and the know-how of the old men who rolled and survived on the front lines their own, thanks to which unprecedented geniuses were born in Chilseong Academy.
First graders kneeling second graders and defeating third graders.
Such overwhelming students.
What kind of treatment do the third graders of Chilseong Academy receive around the world?
A guaranteed path to success. Elites with both literary and martial arts skills. Experienced newcomers who can do more than their share even if they are put into practice right away.
The average skill of third graders is said to be close to C-class, but this is only based on data released outside the academy.
There are about 2,000 students enrolled in Chilseong Academy for each grade. According to the academy’s own evaluation, the least skilled student among the 2,000 third graders has a D+ level of skill. Even this is because the academy’s standards are strict, but the Player Association would have evaluated them as C-class players.
There must be a reason why they endured 3 years in Chilseong Academy, a den of geniuses.
On the other hand, the promising students among the third graders are on a completely different level.
B-class? A-class?
They don’t even associate with such mediocre positions.
The top 10 students are treated as future S-class players. There is no special reason. Their skills are already complete, and their knowledge has been filled, so they can sufficiently rise to the S-class player level if they fill their practical experience in the field.
And first graders who sequentially defeated those 10 students.
Seungwoo also heard rumors about them.
However, at the time, Seungwoo was so engrossed in research that he didn’t have the *yeoyu* [mental余裕 or余裕 leeway] to react to the rumors, so he heard it with one ear and *heullidda* [흘렸다; let it flow away] with the other.
I just thought the kids grew up well.
That’s what I thought.
“Everyone’s momentum is amazing. There are hardly any strong people like that in the Union.”
To think I would see that growth with my own two eyes like this.
“…The momentum is a bit too much.”
“Yeah. It’s a bit much. Their shoulders and posture. They look like people who are very nervous, like people who have entered a tiger’s den. Why are strong people of that level acting like that?”
“…I don’t know.”
“Actually, I’m good at talking, but I also have good eyes. Those people look like they came from somewhere other than this city.”
Of course, they would.
They are not residents of this world, but came from outside.
─You noticed?
‘Of course.’
Right then, Tamamo spoke to me.
She mainly brought up things that Luna could overhear without any problem.
‘The fact that the children came in that combination means it’s an exam.’
─If it’s an exam at this time.
‘The midterms are already over. It must be the finals.’
The last exam of the first grade. The second semester final exam.
When this exam is over, they will soon be in the second grade.
Already, those children are facing their last exam in the first grade.
I’m deeply moved.
But apart from being deeply moved.
‘Why are they taking the final exam in a place like this?’
─Is there anything strange?
‘Of course, it’s strange. The exam to enter the dungeon was already over in the first semester. There are many other exams to do, so there’s no reason to take it again.’
The biggest exams at Chilseong Academy.
The midterms and final exams have a different volume.
They *gaejoe* [改造; remodel] the entire island and enter dungeons that are inappropriate for students to challenge, experiencing practical battles, boasting a different scale from other military academies or educational institutions.
So, from the academy’s point of view, there was no need to take the exam again. It would be understandable if it was in the second grade. But taking a final exam in the same way as the midterm exam in the first grade is very strange.
─Now that I hear you say that. There are no teachers watching the children.
‘Yes, I also recognized it.’
─That means.
‘The reason the children came here is not because of a school exam.’
Something’s up.
Something that neither I nor the academy knows.
Otherwise, would the students enter such a dangerous place without even the minimum safety device, the instructor?
“Luna. You heard us talking.”
“Yes? Ah, I heard you talking so openly. Was it the kind of story I shouldn’t have heard? I just heard you say ‘children’… maybe!”
A child between the two of you.
Something like that?
“…What are you talking about?”
─Have you ever seen a ghost give birth?
Me and Tamamo, who heard Luna’s words, were speechless.
Meanwhile, the students moved forward.
* * *
The first graders who suddenly became the most promising prospects of Chilseong Academy.
Isabel, who is in charge of the head and caster of the group of such promising prospects, was deeply troubled. This doesn’t work, that doesn’t work, *cham* [참; truly, really]. Nothing went her way.
“Really, how many failures is this already?”
As Isabel muttered in an unbelievable tone, the students who followed her opened their mouths one by one.
“Twenty-third failure.”
“We’ve failed a lot. How long are we going to do this?”
“But we’ve succeeded a few times too.”
“But there are more failures than successes.”
3 successes. 23 failures.
This was the result Isabel and her party obtained when they requested cooperation from the residents of this world. So far, they have received positive responses from more than three groups and have been rejected twenty-three times.
*Jiyeon, hakyeon, hyeolyeon* [지연, 학연, 혈연; regionalism, school ties, and blood ties].
It is surprising that they have obtained positive responses to cooperation and assistance from as many as three groups in a world where there is no connection, but.
“Yeah, it’s all my fault.”
Isabel was not at all satisfied with her achievements.
“It’s only been three days since we came to the other world. I think it’s amazing enough that we’ve already joined hands with three groups.”
“Iji. That’s right. However, the biggest problem is that we don’t know their intentions.”
“Can I be honest? I can’t trust the groups we’ve joined hands with in just three days. To join hands with us who have nothing. They’re definitely planning to stab us in the back.”
“Can’t we just solve it among ourselves?”
Other group members did not trust the groups Isabel had arranged.
Of course. Isabel didn’t trust them either. A relationship of trust had not been built, and trust had not been accumulated.
Honestly, I can’t trust the groups that have formed relationships in this dark and gloomy city. What should I say?
Perhaps because of the atmosphere of the city, I felt like these people would stab them in the back at any time.
But no matter how bad it feels.
“That won’t work.”
“Isabel.”
“We are ignorant about this city. We don’t know anyone, and we don’t know anything in the first place.”
Isabel said to Seo Yerin, who was *dapdaphan* [답답한; frustrated].
“You’re not the only one *dapdaphae* [답답해; frustrated] now. I’m *dapdaphae* [답답해; frustrated] too.”
“Then if we move quickly…”
“Are you asking because you don’t know what kind of place this is? You know. We all experienced it so *gyeokhaege* [격하게; intensely] that it comes out in our dreams.”
After the stormy first semester.
Seo Yerin and Isabel, who had developed into close friends while spending the summer vacation together, had been arguing a lot due to differences in their tendencies since a month ago.
Was it from that moment?
Seo Yerin began to pursue quick and *ganggyeonghan* [강경한; strong, firm] actions accompanied by force.
Isabel became so thorough and *chimilhan* [치밀한; meticulous] that she would *duddeulgiro* [두들기로; tapping] cross a *doldari* [돌다리; stone bridge] dozens of times. The two were still complementary, but the moments when they clashed like this were increasing.
“You felt painfully how dangerous a city level is, right?”
“…Yeah. That’s right.”
The first semester midterm exam. A decisive opportunity for students who had no proper friendship to develop into close friends.
Behind it was the intense memory of that day when they risked their lives.
It was a series of really difficult days.
As *hwaryongjeomjeong* [화룡점정; the crowning touch], even the huge magic beast that appeared at the moment when they thought everything was finally over. Nothing was easy, and they couldn’t rest easy because they didn’t know what kind of situation would happen.
“Even this time, he’s not here.”
“…How rude. Don’t call him ‘he.’ Call him ‘teacher.'”
“What does it matter how I call him? He may be a teacher to you, but he was nothing more than a bad *saekki* [새끼; literally ‘offspring,’ but used as a derogatory term like ‘bastard’] to me.”
“…I don’t care what the teacher’s past was like. I only know the teacher I experienced.”
“That’s why I’m telling you. That guy. He’s not as kind as the guy you experienced. Of course… he seemed to be getting better recently, but in the end, he disappeared anyway.”
“…I don’t care about that.”
“I really can’t communicate with you.”
“…It’s just that we don’t understand each other.”
The two’s fights were always like this.
Seungwoo was always at the center of the fight, and arguments arose depending on the two’s perspectives on interpreting Seungwoo. But the arguments did not turn into physical fights.
The two’s fight was only a clash of opinions.
In urgent situations, they always boast a friendship-like breath.
For example.
*Keureureureureuk──!* [크르르르르륵──! Onomatopoeia for growling]
When a group of monsters appears.
“Suddenly monsters appeared?”
“It’s not just one or two. It’s dozens.”
“They’re in a group.”
The group, which was turning its steps towards the outskirts of the village, discovered a group of wolf monsters in a deserted place. Judging from the red blood *mudeun* [묻은; stained] on the monsters’ mouths and noses, they must have eaten something recently.
And circumstantially.
“They ate people.”
“What’s the basis for that assumption?”
“Do you see the monster in the third row from the back? There’s a human finger in its mouth. Judging from the *jjugeuljjugeulhan* [쭈글쭈글한; wrinkled], it’s an old man’s finger.”
“There is also the possibility of *hwan-gak* [환각; hallucination] or monsters disguised as humans.”
“That could be. But take a look at those guys’ reactions.”
The prey was most likely a person.
Because the monsters revealed *salgi* [살기; murderous intent] towards Isabel’s group.
The eyes and *salgi* [살기; murderous intent] of a predator looking at its prey. Those guys must have just eaten people.
“…Give the order.”
“You can knock down the two in front as you please. Instead, knock them down and join the ranks right away. Get rid of them as quickly as possible.”
“…Okay.”
The moment they were convinced that they had to kill the enemy in front of them.
Isabel and Seo Yerin moved simultaneously without any hesitation, as if they had never fought.