Academy’S Gumiho Is A Magical Genius [EN]: Chapter 324

Academy Gumiho is a Magic Genius – Episode 324

Academy Gumiho is a Magic Genius Episode 324

Elf (4)

A massive bow filled Seungwoo’s vision.

Even though the White Knight was clearly far away and appeared small, his bow seemed impossibly close, a size that defied perspective.

“That’s just a ballista.”

A siege weapon [a large, powerful crossbow used to launch projectiles] flashed through his mind.

That siege weapon had the power to destroy castle walls.

But that was only effective in a world without magic.

Among weapons that didn’t use magic or gunpowder, it possessed considerable power, but as a siege weapon, its size was enormous.

It was impossible for an individual to use or even possess. Moreover, even before discussing possession, as long as magic and mana existed, an old-fashioned siege weapon was ineffective.

“Ammunition supply is also an issue.”

Unlike a sword that you could just swing and sharpen when the blade dulled.

A bow needed arrows.

Without arrows, a bow was just a toy made of a flexible string and a long stick. The same went for a ballista.

A toy if it had no arrows to fire.

‘But he’s shooting just fine without arrows.’

Zzzzzzz.

The White Knight drew the bowstring.

As he pulled the taut and flexible string with all his might, the massive bow bent, until it was almost folded in half.

There was nothing notched on the unusually large bow.

However, the moment the White Knight’s hand touched the empty string.

Whooooooong—!

The wind blew.

What had been a small gust became, the moment the White Knight released the bowstring—

──────!

A massive whirlwind. Becoming a storm, it flew as a single point.

The single point of storm, launched with powerful force, flew like an arrow, as if shot from a bow, and then pierced the ground, tearing everything around it to shreds with wind.

And so, several barracks disappeared into the wind.

People became fountains of blood, melting into the wind.

Their traces remained as craters filled with pools of blood.

—Is that efficiency even right?

That was what Tamamo said, watching the hole created by the arrow far away.

As she said, the efficiency was insane.

If magic could produce a maximum power of 10 with 3 units of mana.

The spirit was continuously producing a power of 7 with 1 unit of mana.

“Right, abnormal mana efficiency.”

I understand now.

That was what the elves called Spiritism [a type of magic that utilizes spirits].

I also understood why the elves I first met looked at me strangely for not knowing about spirits.

It would be strange not to know about spirits with such insane abilities.

“The power is fixed, but every shot is on par with 「High-Grade Magic」.”

—A monster.

Yes, a monster.

I might be able to win, but how many unimaginable monsters are there?

If skill and luck were on my side, it would end with hundreds of casualties, but if even a little bit of luck wasn’t on my side.

Half of this alliance would die.

Thud!

Seungwoo threw himself from the tall tree to the very bottom.

Landing lightly, ignoring gravitational acceleration, Seungwoo drew a sword from the air.

He pulled out any of the swords stored in the ring’s space.

Sreung—!

The pure white armor was reflected on the sharp metal blade.

Soon, what was reflected on the blade was.

Squeak!

Fragments of severed armor.

* * *

‘Shallow.’

That was the thought that came to mind as soon as he swung the sword.

The well-forged sword and the pure white sword energy surrounding it cut through the White Knight’s armor pieces.

This alone was a considerable feat.

Until just now, none of the soldiers wielding weapons in front of the White Knight could even leave a scratch on the White Knight’s armor.

A powerful typhoon was protecting the White Knight, and furthermore.

The spirit energy, completely different from mana, protected the armor and did not allow the opponent’s attacks. So, cutting the White Knight’s armor even slightly was definitely a feat, but.

Thump!

The White Knight, who was not affected in the slightest at his core, stomped his foot.

Perhaps because of the armor that looked heavy at first glance.

The ground vibrated greatly when the White Knight stomped his foot.

—Earthquake?

‘That can’t be.’

It was written in the books left by the elves.

The lower the spirit, the more diverse and varied the number of areas they govern, but as they go higher, the areas are unified into four.

Fire, water, wind, and earth, the most basic elements known in elemental magic.

These are the four.

‘The knights wearing pure white armor were once all called spirits of the wind.’

—Wind?

‘The White Knight was originally the Spirit King of Wind, and as such, he doesn’t have the ability to cause earthquakes. Earthquakes are the domain of the Earth Spirit King.’

The White Knight has nothing to do with earth.

So, this isn’t an earthquake.

Then this vibration is.

“He blew wind into the ground.”

I couldn’t think of anything else.

If a weak wind had entered the ground, I wouldn’t have thought anything of it.

But the opponent was a knight who freely controlled storms.

The wind he notched and shot was like a storm of blades that pulverized hundreds of people with a single shot.

That wind was now injected into the ground.

Naturally, the aftermath that unfolded was.

──────!!!!

An explosion of the ground.

The surface of the earth was overturned, and then overturned again.

The grass, flowers, and trees that grew on the earth were miserably destroyed by the soil and rocks, leaving no trace of their original form.

The insects that lived in the ground emerged above ground without knowing why.

Most of the eggs couldn’t withstand the impact and all burst.

Like the eggs, people’s heads also burst.

In particular, humans with weak physical abilities were the first to complain of pain and begin to die. The shock spread wider than expected.

“……Ah.”

—Are you okay? Can you hear me well? Are you blind by any chance?

The shock also affected Seungwoo.

The attack happened so quickly that he was slightly slow to block it.

Fortunately, he avoided a direct hit, but the aftermath of the shock was greater than expected.

‘My head is dizzy…… and all my senses are dull.’

I can’t see well, and I have tinnitus [ringing in the ears] in my ears.

All five senses are gone.

Now the only sense left is the sixth sense.

But fighting with only the sixth sense was madness.

Reluctantly, I lit several small flames the size of matchsticks.

Pop.

Hundreds of flames floated in the air.

The flames in the air drew eight circles with Seungwoo as the radius.

‘It’s a means that I usually have no use for.’

It’s magic I developed to use at times like this.

An artificial sensory organ that utilizes the heat of the flames.

Following the guidance of the flames that spread widely in all directions, replacing eyes and ears, Seungwoo swung his sword.

Kwagagagawang──!!

The sound of metal and metal clashing strongly was faintly heard.

Seungwoo’s sword cut through the armor.

Using artificial senses that captured heat and the sixth sense, even though he couldn’t see, he didn’t miss the enemy and cut him down. The sword, which relentlessly cut the armor, cut through it from the helmet to the greaves, severing the core near the heart.

‘It’s really incredibly hard!’

Vision slowly starting to return.

The first thing that came into view was the sword in his hand.

The blade was twisted and damaged to the point where it would be difficult to melt it down and use it again.

The sword energy covering the sword not only increased the sharpness of the blade but also increased the sword’s durability, protecting the entire sword, yet it ended up like this.

I wondered how thick and hard the armor was for the sword to end up in this state. Still, it’s fortunate that I cut out the core.

‘I ended up wasting an S-class sword, but if I neutralized the White Knight with this one sword, it’s much more profitable.’

Now, just as I was about to check the White Knight’s corpse that I had personally cut down.

‘Huh? The armor design is simple?’

It was pure white armor and the shape was the same as the White Knight.

But the decorations on the armor were severely lacking.

It was like looking at a mass-produced version of a downgraded armor.

Ah, I see.

‘It’s really mass-produced.’

What Seungwoo killed was not the White Knight.

It was only after confirming that fact that his hearing returned.

Seungwoo, who heard all the surrounding sounds, immediately strengthened his legs with mana.

He kicked the ground.

Thwack!

As Seungwoo kicked the ground hard enough to make his legs hurt slightly, Seungwoo’s body floated into the air. In the eyes that floated into the air.

─────!

Everything on the ground was being crushed into powder.

Familiar wind. Destructive storm.

That was definitely the White Knight’s attack.

‘Considering the direction in which the crushed dirt floor is turning into powder and flying, and the point of impact, this attack is roughly…….’

Coming from his right.

It flew from over 300m away.

The first thing that came into view when he turned his head in that direction was not the White Knight. The White Knight was definitely in Seungwoo’s field of vision, but what was attracting Seungwoo’s attention the most right now was none other than a tree.

“The tree I saw before.”

When I first came to this world.

The tree that I thought was strangely large.

The unbelievably huge tree came into his sight.

‘The fact that it suddenly came into my sight is definitely not a coincidence.’

Moreover, it was a tree that felt somehow familiar.

The moment he felt a sense of déjà vu looking at the familiar tree.

The wind blew gently, carrying the leaves and placing them on Seungwoo’s palm.

The unique appearance and nature of the leaves.

As far as Seungwoo knew, there was only one tree with such leaves.

As expected, it was a tree of the species he knew.

“Divine Tree.”

Once a corner of the seven disasters that appeared in his world.

The tree of high blood that sucked up all the life of the land.

At the time, it didn’t have a clear name, and each country had different names, so I don’t know what others called it, but at least Seungwoo called it the Divine Tree.

But now that I know the exact name in this land.

There was no reason to call that tree by a nickname.

“World Tree.”

A giant tree with the name of connecting the world and the world.

The great mother that the elves ‘worshiped.’

Now, a ruthless mother tree that judges her children, including the fallen spirits, spirits, and knights.

“You were taking root here.”

Seungwoo had seen that tree up close.

No, not only had he seen it up close, but he had also cut it down himself.

That World Tree, which was suspiciously similar to the Divine Tree he had personally cut down, was the Divine Tree itself. I’m sure it’s the same tree.

There couldn’t be two such large trees in the entire universe.

If I add a postscript to that.

“You were the original.”

Maybe that tree is younger than the Divine Tree.

Right then, a scene flashed through Seungwoo’s mind.

The moment when a tree with branches and leaves stretching straight and lush enough to cover the entire sky was burned to death.

The sky turns red, ashes swirl everywhere, and corpses are buried.

‘It was a distant past that I don’t even need to recall now.’

The remnants of the past once again revealed their appearance in front of Seungwoo.

It was only a fleeting moment that bad memories were trying to take over his head.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

A huge footstep sound rang out.

A huge and magnificent footstep sound with many sounds overlapping.

This sound, which cannot be made even by a huge monster moving, was clearly the sound of footsteps that could only be heard when an army of tens of thousands of people marched.

Seungwoo’s gaze came down from the tree.

Towards the floor.

“……It’s really a legion.”

A warm breeze tickled Seungwoo’s cheeks.

It was a sign that summer was not far away, but strangely, the ground he was looking at was already covered with snow, so much so that it needed to be cleared.

White snow densely packed all over the place.

It becomes clearer when you increase your eyesight.

Those snowflakes were marching towards the alliance’s barracks.