Academy’S Gumiho Is A Magical Genius [EN]: Chapter 70

Academy Gumiho is a Magical Genius – Episode 70

Auction House (5)

Maine, clad in a suit, sat comfortably in the VVIP section.

Considering the aura and composure emanating from Dorudo, it wasn’t hard to figure out he was the mastermind behind this terror.

The problem was whether I could take him down.

The average skill of the guards and escorts hovered between B-grade and mid-A-grade. Even to the naked eye, there wasn’t a suitable opponent to face Maine, let alone Dorudo, who was at the level of an S-grade.

I had no choice but to step in myself.

‘It’s hard to land a significant hit.’

I spent a considerable amount of magic power, unleashing spells at him.

However, he only showed a surprised expression.

There were no signs of significant damage to his skin.

It was especially shocking that he wasn’t burned, even after such a fierce fire attack.

Some people can’t even take off their gloves because of severe burns underneath.

It’s so unfair.

I’m struggling like this; I wonder how the students are doing.

Worried, I turned my head to the side.

‘……They don’t seem to need much worrying.’

I shook my head, watching the students who were putting up a good fight despite not yet being perfectly in sync.

Well, who am I to worry about whom?

It was more fitting for them to worry about me than the other way around. I’m a little worried about Isis and Yura, who aren’t exactly action heroines, but worrying about the other three is meaningless and crosses the line.

You can tell just by looking at that.

───Screeeeeech!

With a great swing of an ice-formed spear, blood splattered everywhere, and the Maine’s ranks were greatly disrupted. Not intimidated even when facing a Maine with the power of a thousand men, she didn’t miss the opportunity and swung her spear again, widening the pool of blood on the floor.

Displaying martial prowess worthy of the expression “one against a thousand,” she was Seo Yerin, who would one day be called the .

Kugugugugugu──!!!

A girl passed by her like a shooting star.

Could lightning from the sky be like that? She truly imbued her sword with lightning, swinging it greatly, shattering the ground and causing the ceiling to vibrate violently.

Realizing an earth-shattering feat with her slender body, she was Sung Yeonhwa, who would later earn the title of among formidable swordsmen.

While the two girls stirred up the front lines, drawing the Maine’s attention and slaughtering them.

The beautiful blonde woman commanded the group with magic, moving her empty hands to manipulate mana. Unlike incantations or chants spoken aloud, she used hand signs to form spells.

The owner of those hand signs was the great mage who would carry the family name on her back and manipulate the city lights and the stars in the night sky, Cheon Langseong (Sirius), Isabel.

But…….

“……What is she doing?”

Sitting in the corner, she couldn’t even use mediocre magic, only using [Telepathy] to act as headquarters.

No, it’s good to be performing the role of headquarters, but…

‘It seems like she’s the only one not contributing anything.’

While the other students were showcasing outstanding talents and skills worthy of a Chilseong Academy student in their respective areas.

Only she wasn’t shining.

Not to mention Seo Yerin and Sung Yeonhwa.

Isis and Noh Yura were also contributing in their own ways, utilizing their characteristics of ice magic and scouting, respectively.

The ice barrier was skillfully dividing the Maine to allow for individual defeats, and Shinyeong, moving quickly, was conveying the distribution and movements of the enemies to Jo’s mind in real-time.

Even while deeply infiltrating the enemy lines, she wasn’t getting caught due to her quick movements, truly embodying the ideal scout.

Only Isabel wasn’t showing any impressive performance.

Suddenly, the differences between her and the other students came to mind.

The other five had listened to my lessons and advice, but Isabel’s customized lessons had been continuously postponed due to her high-dimensional magic that dealt with light and photons.

Did that influence bring about such a big difference?

As I was thinking that.

“Don’t get distracted; focus on me!”

“I don’t have a hobby of focusing on men.”

“You son of a bitch…!”

“That’s not wrong. Foxes are canids, after all.”

Dorudo swung his fist greatly and approached me.

The fierce and sharp fist could have its trajectory twisted using physical fire, but that was the limit.

This time, I was being pushed back more and more.

A completely unfavorable situation.

Even in that situation, I couldn’t fully concentrate on Dorudo’s attacks.

In the corner of my vision, I saw Isabel sweating profusely, breathing heavily.

* * *

Pow!!!

Since the start of the battle with the Maine, Isabel and the students had been continuing a prolonged battle, making the most of cover.

No matter how elite they were, it was impossible to face dozens of Maine.

“Isis, I’ll supply the water. Set up an ice barrier in front.”

“Okay.”

At the ‘Head’s’ command, Isis, Jo’s caster, quickly stepped forward.

At the same time, Isabel moved her hand in the air.

Runes that drew circles in the air, filling the empty spaces.

Light shone brilliantly above them, forming a navy blue.

The navy blue soon illuminated the light of the deep sea’s 「True Blue」, forming seawater above the auction house.

A considerable amount of seawater was poured onto the floor.

Isis’s chilling cold quickly sculpted the seawater into an ice barrier, blocking the space between them and the Maine.

However, this wouldn’t last long.

Even if they combined various magics with the ice barrier, the limit was clear.

The best defense is offense. Right now, they needed a means of attack to overcome this situation.

Isabel recalled the characteristics of her team members, looking up at the gradually collapsing barrier.

Bang! Bang!

The ice barrier crumbled under the Maine’s attacks.

The gaps in the ice barrier, split and melted, were revealed.

Isabel, who skillfully aimed for those gaps, shot bullets made of light.

Bang!

With the sound of the bullet flying, a hole was pierced in the head of one of the Maine.

Isabel’s ability to manipulate light in particle units.

It was great and useful in any situation, but at the same time, it required a preparation time that matched it.

All she could do was create one bullet while the ice barrier bought time.

‘If only I had more time!’

Isabel blamed the barrier’s durability and her own chanting speed, hiding in another cover.

She wasn’t a warrior who used time in seconds.

Nor was she a strategist who established excellent tactics through immediate situation assessment.

That’s why she had difficulty adapting to the current situation where time was tight.

Just as she was racking her brain, thinking it was a very difficult situation.

Isis was building a wall of ice.

Even though the wall hadn’t broken yet, Isabel was about to say something about wasting mana.

Kugugugung!

The ice wall rose from the floor.

However, the range and sophistication were on a different level than before.

It was as if the ice particles that made up the wall were different.

The elaborate and sturdy ice wall perfectly separated the civilians and them from the Maine, buying time for reorganization and attack.

She didn’t know what was going on, but thanks to the realization she gained while fighting, the tide of the battle turned.

Just as she was thinking it was a relief.

Kwagagang!!!

A Maine wielding a particularly sharp spear pierced through the sturdy ice wall.

A hole that one person could barely pass through.

He came out alone from there and lunged at the civilians.

Just as the chilling spear was aiming for people’s necks.

A transparent sculpture made of ice blocked the Maine’s spear.

Seo Yerin, who instinctively dodged, stuck close to him.

Seo Yerin grabbed the spear sculpted from Isis’s ice and swung it.

A battle situation that changed unpredictably from moment to moment.

In that chaos, Noh Yura, who was in charge of scouting, pushed her ability to read other people’s emotions to the limit.

A characteristic of skimming the surface of the mind.

She dragged 「Mind Reading」 down to an area she had never used before in her life.

She read.

The thoughts.

The plans.

The desires.

She skimmed not only the surface of the mind and thoughts but also the depths.

She didn’t have time to explore deeply, so she skimmed briefly and came out.

She repeated that process several times.

“The Maine on the right is thinking of defending by swinging his right arm greatly. The group of Maine on the side, eight of them, are planning to ambush us, so it would be better to prepare in advance. The Maine with three horns on the left is planning to focus their magic power on us.”

She spat it out without thinking.

The thoughts weren’t Noh Yura’s, but theirs instead. Her role was just to cheat.

It was a bonus to occasionally tease the opponent with the quick movements she had learned from Seungwoo.

While Noh Yura was active as a scout.

Her friend, Seo Yerin, was wielding her spear.

Seo Yerin was engaging with the Maine wielding spears.

Seo Family Spear Technique (徐家槍法) Five Forms (五招式) Hwirangjeonbyeon (揮浪前邊) [These are references to specific martial arts techniques.]

As she swung her spear, she stirred the front as if waves were crashing.

The Maine suffered from the restrained spearmanship that didn’t allow for even an inch of gap.

However, it wasn’t just the Maine who were suffering.

“…Huk, hee… I, I have to end this quickly.”

The ice spear in her hand gradually began to melt due to the warmth of her hand and the heat of blood. In fact, early symptoms of frostbite began to appear on her hand, so it was right to leave the ranks and rest as soon as possible.

However, Seo Yerin was steadfast.

If her actions were right, she had the mindset to ignore her body being hurt and swing her spear. However, that mindset wasn’t there from the beginning.

Innate talent and a chosen family.

However, a family that no one blessed.

Seo Yerin, who had no choice but to learn swordsmanship and study on her own, walked the path that someone had presented to her for the first time.

She was just walking.

She didn’t care about anything else, only walking her own path.

She realized for the first time how comfortable and reassuring it was to have someone who organized and packaged the rough road to make it easier to walk.

Seo Yerin poured all her time into mastering her skills.

Time and effort became confidence in her own skills.

It was something Seo Yerin had never had before.

Confidence soon became ambition, and ambition became faith, rewarding her.

“……I, I can do it. I can do it.”

Faith in herself.

Faith in a skilled teacher.

As long as she had those beliefs, Seo Yerin couldn’t leave this place.

What was it to have frostbite on her hand?

Was her faith so weak that it would lose to this frostbite?

She recalled the healing arts she had occasionally looked up at Chilseong, holding back the pain. It was knowledge that was no more than a superficial understanding, never used in practice.

Seo Yerin, swept away by a strange faith, unfolded the spell in her head.

Her healing, which failed to fully unfold the contents of her head, was crude. However, the faith within it spread throughout the spell, deriving a completely new result.

Swaaaaa!

Golden light shone down on Seo Yerin’s hand.

Then, along with the pain of frostbite, the calluses that she had lived with all her life while learning swordsmanship disappeared.

It was a sacred light that healed everything.

It was divine power.

[Based on unwavering faith, your trait, 「Divine Dynamics」, and skill, 「Healing Arts」, are integrated into one.]

[You have acquired the trait, ‘Divinity (神聖力)’.]

[As long as your faith does not waver, divinity will dwell in all magical and mana-related actions you perform in the future.]

Clang!

Seo Yerin threw away the ice spear she had been holding tightly in her hand.

With this sacred light that was on a different level than healing arts, she felt that this ice was no longer needed.

And faith became conviction.

Chwaaaaaaa───!

A golden spear was born in Seo Yerin’s hand.

Without even thinking about recovery, she threw the golden spear into the Maine’s heart.

While the Maine’s spear took a defensive stance against the high-speed throwing spear.

Poook.

The golden spear that Seo Yerin instantly created with her opposite hand pierced the Maine’s heart.

As Isis, Noh Yura, and Seo Yerin were organizing their respective realizations in the ongoing battle.

Sung Yeonhwa, who was holding tightly to the treasured sword, Baekseon Sword, gifted by her father, the head of the family, witnessed a Maine trying to escape in the distance. He was trying to quickly escape the sudden reversal of the battle situation.

She didn’t like that Maine.

But there was no way to catch him.

“…….”

A distance of at least hundreds of meters.

In fact, the distance between Sung Yeonhwa and the target was close to the end of the auction house.

It wasn’t easy for her, even at the peak of her abilities, to leap and strike without being noticed by the opponent at that distance.

But who was she?

The glorious eldest daughter of the Jecheon Sung family. Wasn’t she Sung Yeonhwa?

“……I think I can do it?”

“What, what did you say? Hey, don’t move for a second?! Move according to my orders as the Head!”

“Then I’ll be back!”

Kooong!!

At the same time as a large crater was created on the floor, a loud sound was heard.

The cause of the sound was moving to the opposite side of the auction house in a parabola.

“I have to get out of this crazy place quickly. Huh, why is the ceiling suddenly dark……?”

“Hahaha, look at this. I can do it!!”

“You crazy!!”

The Maine desperately tried to escape at the sight of Sung Yeonhwa leaping far away.

The Maine gave up on defense and poured all his energy into fleeing.

His power far exceeded Sung Yeonhwa’s top speed.

‘……The distance is not enough. There’s a difference of at least hundreds of centimeters, no, almost two meters. There’s no technique among my forms that can catch him. It’s hard even with the Myungseol Secret Art or skills.’ [A ‘cheok’ is a traditional Korean unit of measurement, roughly equivalent to a foot. Myungseol Secret Art is likely a reference to a specific martial technique.]

Sung Yeonhwa calmly analyzed the situation.

Her calm thinking, in contrast to her usual clumsy Korean or always bright face, quickly came to a conclusion.

In the end, the only way for her to kill the Maine trying to escape in this place was only one.

She couldn’t do it with her current level, so she stepped into the next level.

Then the path would naturally appear.

With that one thought in mind, she closed her eyes and entered meditation.

Silence became emptiness, and emptiness became nothingness, reaching a state of nothingness where thoughts disappeared. Soon, something began to rise from the gap in the disappeared thoughts.

It was five rings.

It was forming the shape of Ogijowon [A cultivation technique or state of being].

Ogijowon (五气朝元) [Five Energies Converging to the Origin].

She felt like she knew now.

The things that Ssaem [Korean term for ‘teacher’] had told her came to her mind.

The words that she had thought were interfering with her meditation at the time became her guide at this moment.

─Constantly doubt yourself.

─The confusion that sprouts in doubt. By shaking off that confusion, you will grow.

─Ogijowon is not a difficult level. Especially for you, who achieved Samhwachwijeong [Another cultivation state] at a young age. But just because it’s not difficult doesn’t mean you can reach it quickly.

─Only by establishing your self-identity and having confidence in yourself even in the midst of constant confusion can you finally reach it.

‘…Ssaem, it’s too difficult. Please be quiet because it’s interfering with my meditation.’

─……Okay, do whatever you want.

‘Ssaem is sulking?’

─No, I’m not sulking, so don’t come near me. Stop making gestures to stroke my tail and ears.

At that time, the way he spoke was too difficult, so she couldn’t even understand it, let alone remember it.

Why was she remembering it so clearly at this moment, as if she had just heard it?

The power springing from behind her was too strong to think deeply.

Internal energy circulated through the five rings, giving her wings.

Sung Yeonhwa, intoxicated by the omnipotence she felt for the first time, spat out the family’s lightning-like secret technique.

Jecheongeomhyung 齊天劍形 [Likely a sword form name]

Ilchoshik 一招式 [First Form]

Ilroecheon Gyeol 一雷天抉 [One Thunder Sky Cleaver]

Kwagagagagang!!

The roar of lightning striking the floor.

At the center of it was Sung Yeonhwa, clutching the Baekseon Sword, and a Maine who was a mess with a pierced stomach.

One by one, the students began to embody Baek Seungwoo’s teachings.

Except for one person.