Academy’S Gumiho Is A Magical Genius [EN]: Chapter 350

Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius – Episode 350

Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius 350

Everything Connected (5)

A sword aimed precisely at the neck.

I swung it with the intention of severing his head.

Clang!

The sword struck his neck, sending sparks flying.

It was so hard that the sword screamed.

In the end, far from cutting Simon’s neck, it couldn’t even graze the outer layer of skin.

‘It’s not even metal.’

And he hadn’t even reinforced his skin with mana to make it tougher.

Clink.

Checking the blade of the sword, I saw it was slightly chipped.

It was the part that had collided with Simon’s neck just now.

‘It was a sword imbued with thought.’

Not mana, nor sword energy.

Like a star being born.

As brilliant and intense as starlight burning its life away just before death.

The fact that a sword imbued with pure white sword energy couldn’t even cut his skin was unbelievable, even before it hurt my pride.

No demon, not even Baal, the most difficult of the demons I’d faced, possessed such defense.

At this point.

‘It’s not that my power is lacking.’

The attack power was sufficient.

Rather, it was overflowing.

Even Baal, who boasted tough skin and insane regenerative abilities, was riddled with sword energy and turned into minced meat by sword罡 [sword qi, or energy].

It was just a headache because he kept regenerating.

Until now, my attacks had never failed.

But they weren’t working on Simon.

‘Was there some ability I didn’t know about him?’

Weak but immortal before spreading his wings.

Strong but mortal after spreading his wings.

A monster among monsters, possessing numerous combat abilities besides.

I certainly knew that, but what was this bizarre defense?

If that’s the case.

‘Let’s go all the way.’

I grabbed the air with my left hand.

‘I held a sword in my hand.’

I firmly believed that there was an invisible sword in the air.

A sword that must be seen with the mind’s eye. The supreme sword, with no fixed form, length, or concept, that could become anything depending on the swordsman’s skill.

It was waiting in my hand for the target to sever.

Swoosh!

Holding the non-existent hilt, I swung it mightily.

With a firm determination to cut Simon in half, the space where Simon stood was cut entirely.

Space cut in half.

Based on where Simon stood, the space was cut vertically.

Of course, it was impossible to avoid. I cut the space to prevent him from having a chance to evade, so he couldn’t escape even with teleportation.

When the mind is set, time and space are meaningless.

The moment the swordsman decided to cut, the world had already been deeply scarred by the sword, cut in half.

“Oh, how scary. I almost got cut in half.”

“……!”

The sword of the mind cut Simon along with the space.

With this, Simon should be neatly cut in half.

No matter how unbelievably defensive a monster he is, it was impossible to withstand the sword of the mind. There is no physical force in the mind.

Therefore, my sword should ignore physical hardness and toughness.

But Simon’s body, which should have been split vertically, was intact.

The only wound he sustained was a red, long, thin line.

That was all that appeared.

─That sword you mentioned. Isn’t it supposed to cut anything?

‘Originally, it should.’

Simgeom [Sword of the Mind] is.

The dream and ideal of all martial artists.

However, this result was too weak to be the result of a technique achieved after reaching the realm of Simgeomji [the state of wielding the Sword of the Mind].

Naturally, I, the person involved, was also.

I couldn’t help but be shocked by Simon’s intact appearance.

No, I can accept him regenerating after being cut in half, but how can the attack be so shallow in the first place?

‘He wasn’t this tough back then.’

Could I be misremembering?

No, there is no possibility of forgetting even a little of the vivid memories that still appear in my nightmares. The past flashed through my mind.

Back then, having mastered swordsmanship and completed my body, I wielded a sacred sword and drove him away.

When Simon fled with his large wings, pure white starlight shot out from the sword. It dyed the white wings of that sacred appearance red.

Of course, his counterattack was also formidable.

He showed clearly why he was called a disaster.

Wide-range bombardment. High-level swordsmanship that involved making snakes long and hard like spears and wielding them. Overwhelming firepower aimed at a single target.

Showcasing all of this.

He crushed everything like a natural disaster.

But I won against such a monster.

I, who single-handedly achieved victory against a transcendent monster, was undoubtedly an extraordinary being beyond common sense.

Although my current body is not the same as it was back then.

However, if I, who have already defeated Simon once, can compensate for the lack of physical strength with new cards such as sorcery and magic.

I took a stance and gripped my sword again.

I imbued the sword, which didn’t even have a form, with thought.

────!!!

With the intention of squeezing out more mana.

────!!!

Just as all my thinking ability and concentration gathered on the sword.

─But you know.

Tamamo raised a question.

─Why do you equate the guy in front of you with the one in your memory? Isn’t there a possibility that they are different people? Don’t you think?

‘……What do you mean.’

Of course, it’s the same guy.

Simon knew my name.

Furthermore, he had the same appearance, the same powers, and the same fighting style as in my memory. But I don’t understand why she’s asking if they could be different people.

─No, why are the guys you killed alive in the first place? If you killed them, they shouldn’t be here.

‘…….’

Yes, that’s also true.

If I killed them, they shouldn’t be alive and moving in front of me.

If the corpses were alive and moving, that would be unavoidable.

But a dead person alive and moving in such a lively state like Simon?

At least, she had never seen such a thing in her life.

A bizarre phenomenon that even a great sorcerer who had mastered the extremes of sorcery had never seen?

How many of those could there be?

Thus, she analyzed the current situation according to her own views and knowledge.

In cases like now, where the person I killed is alive and moving.

The conclusion is largely classified into three categories.

Tamamo held up three fingers.

─It’s possible that it’s really the same person you killed, but he was resurrected for some reason.

She folded her first finger.

─Or, when you thought you killed him, he might not have died and secretly escaped. But this possibility is not very high given your meticulous personality.

She folded her second finger.

Now, the last possibility remains.

Her third finger was folded.

─There’s also a good chance that your memory has been manipulated.

‘……My memory?’

‘Yes, think slowly. Have you ever recalled any suspicious or dubious memories?’

‘Suspicious memories?’

─Yes, for example, memories that are missing in the middle without context, as if someone intentionally erased them.

‘…….’

─Judging from the sudden decrease in your words. It seems like you do.

Hearing those words.

One thing came to mind.

‘The ending of this novel.’

Baek Eun-ho told me.

I am the only one who knows the end of the novel written by Eve.

So, he affirmed that no one would know except me, who helped her with her work.

At the time, I thought that the memory was unimportant and I had forgotten it, or that Eve had intentionally erased it, and I moved on.

I had a lot of work to do.

And even if I seriously thought about it, there were no clues.

But now there is a clue.

My head was in chaos because of the clue that I could seriously think about.

I don’t want to believe it, but a flashing intuition hammered in that her words were correct. It seems that her words are correct.

Someone interfered with my memory.

‘Then where did it all go wrong?’

Of course, there was no possibility that all the memories were fabricated lies from the beginning. My mental strength was on a different level from ordinary people.

Even before falling into this world, in fact, my pride was not in the body trained to the limit, but in the spirit that did not break even after experiencing any hardship.

Even if there was a being with transcendent power in brainwashing, they could not shake my foundation. Then the memory that he touched in my head must be.

‘Simon. The information about him is clear.’

The fact that I thought I knew everything about Simon.

It’s all fabricated and fake. When my thoughts reached that point, the principle of action became clear on how to proceed.

“Huhu. Why are you just standing there blankly? Ah, you were talking to that fox lady earlier. I couldn’t hear what you were talking about, but even if you come up with some kind of plan, you can’t overcome this situation──Gack!”

Simon’s pronunciation, who was speaking confidently with his hands on his hips, was garbled.

I threw the sword I took out of the ring like a throwing weapon.

The sword was wrapped in sword energy.

The sword accurately struck his Adam’s apple, and Simon coughed and spat.

“Oh. It seems that hitting the Adam’s apple garbles the pronunciation.”

“Y-you, what kind of manners is this?! I didn’t even touch you when you were distracted in front of me!”

Because I spoke as if I had learned a new fact.

Simon flared up. He mentioned the moment when I didn’t attack him a little while ago, and hearing those words, I said in a ridiculous tone.

“Manners? Not touch me? My eyes were fixed on you even then. Don’t say ridiculous things. Besides, you don’t really know much about me. You were planning to check how I would react before reacting, right?”

“What nonsense……!”

“Well, I tried to fish it out, but it seems to have worked well.”

Let’s see, his Adam’s apple is weak, and he pretends to know a lot about me, but in fact, he doesn’t even know my fighting style well.

As I muttered as if recalling, Simon’s face turned completely red.

Because it contrasted with the pure white wings on his back, Simon’s face looked particularly like a bright red tomato.

“Are you…… making fun of me right now?”

“Making fun of you. Do I deserve to make fun of you.”

I took a stance.

One sword.

I put strength into my whole body with the intention of swinging it properly and said.

“To be deceived by someone like you. I’m foolish myself, so there’s no way I deserve to make fun of you.”

Simon.

The winged disaster I remember, Simon.

Carefully comparing the memories before and after, I had never called him that on the battlefield.
The names I called him were only two.

“Winged Serpent or Adam.”

These two names were all.

I had never called him Simon in the first place.

To realize this now. I feel like I was really stupid.

“What does that mean.”

Look at that.

He’s trying to pretend to be calm and asking what I’m talking about.

If he was the disaster I remember, he would have laughed at me for not remembering the past properly.

He was a very arrogant being.

A being whose basic nature was to ridicule and despise others.

“What does it mean. It means you’re not the monster I remember.”

“…….”

“You’re not even denying it now. Why, are you tired of acting?”

Isn’t that right?

“System.”

The fact that the system is my enemy has been recognized for a long time.

If I think about it, that’s right. When I first met Eve in this world, she seemed to be subject to various restrictions. If it was a physical restriction, I could have solved it somehow. Because I have Simgeom.

But it wasn’t that for her.

A being that can impose restrictions by censoring and controlling information according to their taste, such as specific words or descriptions. How many of them exist in ‘this world’?

“In my judgment, the only one who can control information in this world is.”

You are the only one.