I Became The Only Healer In The Academy [EN]: Chapter 295

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Seonghyun’s magic seemed limitless.

The Master knew this very well.

While the Master might currently wield a greater volume of magic, he understood that Seonghyun’s techniques would eventually be deciphered.

Completely stealing Seonghyun’s healing ability would be ideal, but until that happened, trying to win through magic alone was a waste of time.

The Master’s hand shot out, instantly filling Seonghyun’s vision.

A massive hand appeared suddenly.

It wasn’t just that the hand was large; it was directly in front of his face.

Its speed exceeded Seonghyun’s ability to consciously react.

Barely trusting his instincts, Seonghyun leaned back, dodging the grasp. Using the momentum of his fall, he thrust his sword upwards.

“A sword that cuts through dimensions. A powerful sword.”

Despite the Master’s acknowledgment of its power, he caught Seonghyun’s sword with his bare hand, examining it as if appraising a fine artifact.

Seonghyun was surprised that the Master hadn’t just blocked the attack but had caught it barehanded. However, he didn’t freeze.

‘Authority.’

Swords of light materialized on either side of the Master, responding to Seonghyun’s will.

But this was also an ability the Master possessed, and he was fully prepared.

The moment Seonghyun’s swords appeared, the Master’s swords also materialized.

As if predicting every move, they were summoned precisely to intercept Seonghyun’s swords.

“So… I wonder how many you can create.”

Gradually, the Master’s swords began to fill the sky.

The number of swords, which had been increasing incrementally, began to grow exponentially: two, then four at a time.

Hundreds? Thousands?

Counting them was pointless.

There were so many swords that they blotted out the sun. And each sword wasn’t just a single entity.

Just as Seonghyun could combine his swords, so could the Master.

“That’s a lot.”

It truly was a lot.

Seonghyun could also create thousands of swords, but even that number wouldn’t be enough to match this overwhelming display.

Even with such an immense number of swords filling the sky, he felt strangely calm.

It was just a show.

Even if the number reached tens of thousands, it wouldn’t significantly affect Seonghyun.

“Is that all? What do you think of witnessing my power?”

“What more do you want? Should I bow my head?”

“I don’t know if you’re brave or ignorant.”

Without another word.

Seonghyun answered the Master’s question—whether he was brave or ignorant—with action.

‘One Strike.’

Originally, he had reserved this ability for a moment when an opening appeared, but now that seemed irrelevant.

There were no openings in the Master’s defense.

Unless they were deliberately presented.

That meant he had to create the opening himself.

One Strike.

The ability Seonghyun could use by synchronizing with Park Hanwook [a powerful swordsman whose abilities Seonghyun can temporarily access].

Like the name suggested, everything was concentrated into a single, devastating attack.

There were drawbacks to this ability.

The power didn’t converge to a single point along the cutting trajectory.

Seonghyun recalled how he had broken through the barrier the Master had erected earlier.

A different result despite the same power.

A stance for piercing, not cutting.

The sword was held at shoulder height with both hands.

With the synchronization of One Strike, Seonghyun charged forward, piercing through everything in his path, even things that weren’t directly blocking him.

A change appeared at the tip of the sword, not along its trajectory.

From the spot where Seonghyun first took his stance to the spot where the ability ended.

A clear, white line remained.

It was such a distinct line that it seemed as if the current reality had been drawn and then bisected by a single stroke.

“This is…”

Something also seen in the sword wielded by his son.

A sword that cuts through dimensions.

But to the Master’s eyes, the two looked distinctly different.

A level beyond simply cutting through dimensions.

‘It’s not coming back.’

The torn, ripped, and split dimensions are restored.

This immutable law is an absolute truth that even the master of dimensions cannot interfere with.

But that law was being disrupted by the sword of a mere human.

Soon, a strange pain registered.

The Master, who had avoided the brunt of Seonghyun’s attack, couldn’t comprehend the sensation.

“Ha, it’s insanely tough.”

Dark red blood began to trickle from the Master’s shoulder.

To be precise, it wasn’t spurting; it was just a slow flow.

He hadn’t expected to finish the fight with this attack, but the fact that it only resulted in a slight tear in the skin was a shocking outcome for Seonghyun as well.

“…Amazing. No one has injured me since that day.”

But that didn’t change the overall situation.

As the Master said, he was only slightly surprised, and this minor wound would heal instantly without any special effort.

The most powerful card Seonghyun possessed.

The fact that the card had seemingly vanished into thin air without achieving its purpose was disheartening.

“As a reward for injuring me, I’ll give you a small gift.”

“Gift?”

Seonghyun knew it was a gift in name only, and he had no power to refuse it.

As the Master manipulated his magic, the pain of those who were objects of faith disappeared.

‘Could it be…’

There were only two conditions under which pain was not felt.

One was when the source of the pain ended, and the other was when they could no longer feel pain.

The Master had manipulated his magic right in front of his eyes, so it probably wasn’t the former.

As if reading Seonghyun’s thoughts, the Master smiled and said.

“Do you feel a little fear now?”

Seonghyun didn’t fear what was inflicted upon him.

But he feared what was inflicted on others.

In fact, he hadn’t felt it until recently, but after losing the vice-chairman [a close ally who died protecting others], the possibility of such a tragedy recurring filled him with dread.

“Fortunately, they are all safe. The humans behind you as well.”

Now that he thought about it, the pain he had felt from behind was gone. Seonghyun turned around abruptly.

The demonic beasts that had been advancing as if to destroy everything were retreating.

“What’s your scheme?”

In response to Seonghyun’s question, the Master began to manipulate his magic again, as if without further ado.

The sheer amount of magic distorted the dimensions simply by being channeled.

An impossible level that even Seonghyun couldn’t wield at once was being displayed before his eyes.

“Th, that’s…”

The sky that had been obscured by the Master’s swords.

The swords slowly began to disappear, and familiar shapes began to emerge.

It was the doors.

The giant doors that had been seen in Russia, England, America, China, and Japan, and finally Korea, appeared together.

The swords that had covered the sky were gone, replaced by the doors, emitting a dark red light instead of sunlight, floating ominously.

“And…”

Again, the Master’s magic was being manipulated.

The manipulation of magic, which was much smaller than before, soon continued, and at the same time, Seonghyun heard murmuring around him.

“What is this again?”

“Isn’t this… Korea?”

Padron and Lich’s voices.

“M, Mr. Kim Hunter?”

Starting with the chairman of the British Association.

“What the heck…”

“I was definitely stopping the demonic beasts…”

Even the chairmen of the Chinese and Japanese Associations.

Not only the chairmen but also the hunters who had gathered to stop the Rank 2 doors were summoned at the same time.

“There were too many. Those who didn’t meet my standards couldn’t come.”

Not all of them.

Only the hunters who belonged to the upper ranks at least were gathered now.

“What did you do with the rest?”

“I couldn’t afford to waste unnecessary attention. Neither could I. Neither could you. How is it? My little gift.”

He had initially thought that gathering them all here was the gift, but the real gift was that he had eliminated the hunters who didn’t meet his standards.

“Hey, Kim. What the hell… What is that again?”

“…God.”

“What? God?”

Padron momentarily recalled Seonghyun’s earlier statement that he should think of him as a god, but the situation was far more dire now.

Seonghyun’s expression was truly that of a mortal facing a god.

“Seonghyun, what happened?”

“It’s a long story. First of all… stopping that being is the priority.”

The last hunters of humanity had all gathered, and the same was true for the Master’s camp.

“You haven’t finished yet.”

“…I’m sorry, Father.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I must have enjoyed the festivities too much because it was a long time since I fought. It’s time to end it now.”

Things that they wanted and their father wanted.

All of that ended with the current battle.

“I will keep that in mind.”

After finishing the conversation with his children, the Master looked down at Seonghyun again and said.

“If you hand over your power willingly, I will guarantee the lives of those humans. I will personally.”

“…”

It was such an attractive offer that Seonghyun’s reason couldn’t make a judgment for a moment.

Frankly speaking, the Master’s power was beyond anything Seonghyun, still bound by his mortal limitations, could handle.

If he could save their lives with his sacrifice, wouldn’t that be the best choice?

As if sensing his internal struggle, Padron spoke to Seonghyun in his characteristic, competitive tone.

“Hey, Kim.”

“What.”

“I don’t know that demonic beast…”

The Master’s appearance, which exuded an overwhelming power at first glance, made even Padron unable to even think about confronting him.

“I know that what that bastard is saying is just bullshit.”

“Padron, that guy is…”

“I don’t even care what that son of a bitch is, but were you always like this? You talked to the demonic beasts, but you never agreed with them.”

“Padron. We all, humanity, could die.”

Seonghyun’s expression seemed relatively firm.

Feeling that Padron’s words weren’t enough, Lich also joined the conversation.

“Being alive isn’t the end. What we live for is also important, and more than anything… what we die for is also important.”

Of course, the opinions of these two did not represent the opinions of all of humanity.

However, seeing all the hunters in this place showing even more determined expressions at those words, it could be said that they represented the hunters at least.

“That’s right. It was an unnecessary worry.”

“Hehe, Kim. You’re too considerate.”

“…Me?”

“Well… at least to me? Originally, a strong hunter is someone who can do whatever the fuck they want.”

The word he chose was a bit vulgar, but Padron’s expression was really sincere, and

“Me too.”

Lich felt the same way.

After the conversation, Seonghyun looked at the Master with an expression as if he had made up his mind.

“It’s the last offer… I recommend you answer carefully.”

Seonghyun raised the corner of his lips diagonally towards the Master and said.

“Fuck off.”

“…”

To hear those words twice.

“And this is my little gift.”

Soon, Seonghyun’s middle finger was straightened and pointed directly at the Master.