Academy’S Gumiho Is A Magical Genius [EN]: Chapter 244

Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius – Episode 244

Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius 244

Leonhardt (4)

Time is relative.

Everyone now knows a concept that they couldn’t even understand in the past. But they only know that time is relative.

Not many people know *why* it’s relative.

“Time didn’t pass as much as I thought.”

I’m not trying to talk about boring science.

I just remembered it after a long time.

Baek Seung-woo recalled the contents of a book he had read sometime ago.

Like the content in the book stating that time is relative, he spent a considerable amount of time in the mental world. Nevertheless, it didn’t seem like much time had passed for the people outside.

‘At most 1 second.’

No. The 「Bephar」 in front of him launched another attack right before Baek Seung-woo entered the mental world.

The speed of the attack was as fast as a speeding car.

Such a fast attack still hasn’t reached him.

That means that while Baek Seung-woo spent more than 10 minutes in the mental world, 「Bephar」’s time didn’t even pass for 1 second.

Of course.

Kwaaaang─!

Now, after about 2 seconds, he was hit by the attack.

The attack accurately targeted his abdomen.

It was a critical hit.

Charrrrrr─!

The attack shot out, making the blood thick and sharp like a guillotine blade. The attack was so fierce and powerful that as soon as it touched his abdomen, a huge burst of sound occurred, and dust scattered around.

Dust soared everywhere, obscuring the view.

“Good! I finally landed a good hit! How is it? My attack?!”

「Bephar」 shouted excitedly at the successful hit.

He clenched his fist tightly as if cheering for his country’s victory while watching the World Cup. Then, when the attack hit properly, he raised his fist high and cheered like a spectator watching a goal.

That’s how purely happy 「Bephar」 was.

“Haa, I hated how you were dodging around like a fly. I finally caught you.”

「Bephar」, who had been greatly excited, calmed down.

He corrected the informal language he had unknowingly blurted out and tried to think of the most dignified words to select.

If he had been a revolutionary instigating a rebellion until now.

Now he is 「Bephar」.

A member of the nobility. He needed to maintain the dignity and decorum befitting the title of Baron.

“Huhu, how are you feeling now?”

It wasn’t a question he asked expecting a particular answer.

Since the previous attack was a critical hit, Baek Seung-woo wouldn’t have the strength to answer. He might not even be alive before that.

The man wearing the strange fox mask.

His magic was certainly fierce, but his defense was as light and flimsy as paper.

He didn’t think he could withstand it.

“By the way, it’s a pity. Both your skills and equipment. I wanted both, but should I take the equipment from your fallen body now and finish you off to turn you into an undead?”

「Bephar」, who was convinced of his victory, began to be greedy.

Now that the absolute difference between the winner and the loser had begun, he began to covet things and people.

He hadn’t even imagined it until just now.

But now that his victory was clear, it was okay.

It doesn’t matter what the winner does to the loser in a life-or-death fight.

This is a kind of unwritten rule that has been passed down since the Middle Ages and before. After fighting for their lives, the winner will take everything from the loser.

What complaints or objections could there be?

“Well, let’s take off the mask first. I’m very curious about what kind of face it is.”

First, he planned to recover the mask that had hidden his identity.

Step by step, 「Bephar」 moved towards the still thick dust fog. As he took one step, then two, he suddenly remembered a safety rule.

Ah, I almost forgot. Confirmation shot is essential before touching the corpse directly with your hands.

쿵─!

He compressed his blood, which was abundant on the floor.

The compressed blood was fired like a bullet, and the sound of it piercing through something and being deeply embedded in the floor could even be heard. The blood bullet pierced through flesh, bones, and organs.

Since that spot was where the head would be.

“Now it should be safe to check.”

Ah, of course, before that, it was time to pop the champagne to celebrate the victory.

「Bephar」, who was walking leisurely without any dirt even in the dust, stretched out his right hand. At the same time, the blood splattered everywhere began to condense in his hand.

His authority.

More precisely, it was an application of 「Bephar」’s authority. It was an application of the authority to control the sea and rot wounds.

Originally, he had abilities and characteristics related to blood.

However, as he swallowed and digested the noble title and the name 「Bephar」, he inherited all of its authority. However, there was a kind of alteration in the process.

The authority to control the sea was altered to the authority to control liquids with a certain salinity. In some ways, it could be seen as stronger.

The amount of seawater is enormous, but there are many difficulties in using it in the center of the continent, not the seaside.

On the other hand, liquids with a certain salinity or higher are everywhere.

Blood of living things was a prime example.

Thanks to this, 「Bephar」 was able to control blood.

The range of authority became much wider. However, it seemed that delicacy and accuracy decreased in inverse proportion to the range.

The previous 「Bephar」’s ability was not like this.

‘That bitch’s ability was strong. Although I won, I struggled a lot. How much did I repeat high-intensity torture so that she could never resist again? How much did I treat her like a lunch box that could make me stronger at once, while paying attention to her?’

The authority to control the sea.

That authority exerted the greatest power at the seaside, but the previous 「Bephar」 created and used weapons with only the minimum amount of seawater stored in a thermos.

That weapon sometimes took the form of a sword, crushed the opponent’s flesh and bones with powerful hydraulic pressure, and turned the internal organs into mush through the nose or mouth.

He didn’t want the same level of proficiency as her right away.

Someday, he would be able to reach that level.

No, he, who can handle all liquids containing salt, can become much stronger than her. When that time comes, he will kill higher-ranking nobles.

A Count, a Marquis, a Duke.

If he steps up one step at a time like that, his title and name will change.

Then, he will say goodbye to the authority to handle liquids and rot wounds.

This authority is not tied to the individual called me, but to the name 「Bephar」. It was not entirely his own.

The 72 nobles each have an authority that corresponds to their name.

The higher the title, the stronger and more noble the authority becomes.

Usually, a noble with a low title cannot win against a noble with a high title. This is because there is a difference in the level of authority.

What this means is.

If he truly wants a high title, what he needs to cultivate first is power and his own strength.

“You were strong. So I’ll take all that power and majesty.”

The world of fighting is originally winner-takes-all.

Okay?

There was still no answer.

But an answer is not necessary. No one in the world expects an answer from a corpse.

But that only applies if there *is* a corpse.

“Why? There’s no corpse, just a few drops of blood pooling there?”

The end of the dust.

Beyond that, there was a small hole.

A hole dug in the ground. A few drops of blood pooled in it.

The sight of a bullet being embedded in the ground and blood filling up on top of it was clearly the result of his authority. The blood bullet was stuck in the floor.

But why isn’t the corpse that should be in between there?

The opponent is not dead yet.

He reached that thought without difficulty.

But 「Bephar」 couldn’t understand.

Even if the dust blocked his vision, his sense of smell and hearing were vivid. His sense of smell chased the fishy smell of human flesh and blood, and his hearing caught the subtle movements of clothes rustling.

But why?

How on earth?

When did he deceive all his senses and hide his body in this dust?

Moreover, he was an existence with greater power as he swallowed the nobles.

It was different from himself until now. 「Bephar」, his five senses given that name, transcend common sense.

But the opponent’s movements transcended 「Bephar」’s five senses.

This means that Baek Seung-woo surpassed his five senses and common sense at the same time.

Then, no matter where he appears, 「Bephar」 will not be able to understand.

Because the opponent can no longer be judged by his common sense.

For example, even if he appears right behind his neck.

“Were you looking for me?”

“!!!!”

You wouldn’t be able to understand or predict it at all.

“The defense around your neck is weak.”

“Wh-where on earth? How? No, was it not real from the start? What, am I seeing things now?”

“Did you suddenly have a fit of madness? The sentences don’t make sense.”

You’re sick.

Baek Seung-woo whispered in 「Bephar」’s ear from behind.

Drip. Drip.

He could clearly feel the sweat dripping from 「Bephar」’s neck due to extreme tension. Sweat is also a liquid containing salt.

If he were to shoot it as a bullet like before, he could easily penetrate human skin. But he couldn’t even dare to try it.

What if he avoids it again?

And then, what if that guy appears in a place he can’t even imagine this time?

What on earth can I do?

He couldn’t think of any way to respond to the opponent’s movements.

Time seems to be flowing slowly in extreme tension.

「Bephar」’s time was flowing relatively slowly.

And all those times were clearly visible in Baek Seung-woo’s eyes.

「Yomaan─Ten Mile Eye(十里眼)」[Ability to see great distances].

The ability to peek beyond ten miles.

It had a fraudulent effect called future prediction, but it was also an ability that he avoided using because of its unique massive mana consumption and overload on the body.

But now it didn’t matter even if he used it.

He could even use it twice in a row without any difficulty.

He peeks into the future and imprints various possibilities in his eyes.

To check this in a short period of time, his pupils move quickly. It’s like reading various contents written in a newspaper by rolling his eyes without moving his head.

That appearance left an incomprehensible sensation to 「Bephar」, who turned around.

“No, what’s wrong with your eyeballs! Are those even eyes in the first place?!”

Beyond the fox mask.

Ruby or hardened blood-like red eyes move while emitting a bizarre glow. The facial expression is not visible because of the mask.

All that is visible are the eyes.

But perhaps because of the mask covered in blood, or because of the shimmering and shaking glow, he felt an incomprehensible fear.

What is that? Why are his eyes like that?

He could clearly feel the glow twinkling.

Darkness is needed for light to be felt clearly.

The darkness of the night sky was too bright to contain the cool red glow.

He needed an even darker darkness.

Is that why?

Chwaak!

Something black soared through his clothes.

“What is that?”

Black tentacles?

He was sure it was black, but he didn’t know what it was.

Whether it was because of the night sky, or because of that unidentified object that glistened like it would absorb even light.

It was hard to understand except that it was very black.

────!

As the glow became more intense and the black something spread wider, he realized.

That was a tail. A fluffy beast’s tail.

It’s not a reptile. It’s not a rabbit either.

That is an animal with a long tail.

Yes, it was a fox’s tail.

A black fox’s tail.

The moment 「Bephar」’s thoughts reached that point, he realized what the face beyond the mask looked like. That’s why the told me to capture him alive.

Quickly cutting through tangled hemp [solving a complex problem].

All the tangled threads in his head were untangled.

It was also untangled very neatly, clearly, and at once.

“…I know how to deal with you.”

Fox Mask, .

Baek Seung-woo’s skills and preferred combat methods have already been widely publicized to the world through various media and analysis data.

Of course, that’s not all.

It was very helpful in understanding what form his basic combat style takes. So, first of all, to respond to him, who mainly uses fire.

Kkulrrr.

He gathered the seawater and blood that had seeped into the floor.

Space magic prepared with the disposable magic from before. He mixed water and blood grown directly from the sea.

A huge mass of water.

He shook the water, which had a slight red tint but eventually became a sea mixed with blood.

Huuuuung─!!

The water swirling while floating in the air.

Even vibrations are felt due to the increasing water pressure.

Baek Seung-woo reached out his hand to this.

His eyes no longer shook.

He just faced the water straight on.

He contemplated the seawater and blood components mixed in the water, and 「Bephar」’s authority to handle them, none other than his mystery.

Like when he first came to this world.

Like when he analyzed papers he didn’t even understand.

Baek Seung-woo began to analyze the authority he did not understand.

It’s okay if you don’t understand the principle.

He just analyzed, injected it into his head, and copied it.

In that way, another sea opposing the sea floated in the air.

────!

There was no sound.

There was only vibration.

Of course, sound is also vibration, so various words can come and go, but at least the sea created by Baek Seung-woo did not have such concepts.

「Murciélago」[Spanish for bat].

One of the vampire’s legacies, meaning bat.

That ability to control shadows began to imitate the sea.

It doesn’t necessarily have to be the sea.

It didn’t have to perfectly imitate the sea.

‘The authority to rule the sea.’

What Baek Seung-woo copied and implemented was the concept of that authority itself.

Anything could be substituted as long as it could be defined as the sea.

For example, it only needed to have a huge mass and the element of flowing.

With that, 「Bephar」’s authority was implemented.

“You… what is that.”

There are no homonyms for demons.

There is no same name under the sky. For demons, a name has more meaning than simply referring to themselves.

The main reason for this is the difference in authority according to the name.

The authority to rule the sea. This must be an authority granted only to 「Bephar」. No one else in the world can follow it.

If you want to have it, you have to kill him and win the name of 「Bephar」 to get the authority.

He was now recreating it in vain before his eyes.

“This? I tried to copy it thinking it would be okay, but it’s a bit so-so.”

“What?”

“It would be better to push through with firepower as usual. I’ll only use it once and won’t use it again. Ah, for reference, I won’t use it again even if you give it to me.”

This ability. It’s like trash.