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As a result, I never attempted to ‘write something good together’ with Kang Soo-ho.

This is because the gift Kang Su-ho received was a magic stone. Since I didn’t know how to use it, of course I couldn’t write it together.

“What on earth is mana in the first place?”

“Huh? Wasn’t Dohan your Mana user?”

“What is that, you idiot?”

“How on earth did you get into the academy…?”

“As the archetype of a socially considerate person.”

“ah.”

Before being possessed, the owner of this body must have entered the school somehow.

Honestly, there were so many assholes in this academy that it wasn’t that strange that they were admitted for some reason. There are Haredi people who go around wearing Old Testament cosplay, so why is it strange?

Kang Su-ho nodded in understanding and began to tell a new story.

“It just so happens that today’s class is in the Department of Magic, so I’ll just have to learn.”

Magic.

I had high expectations because it was a very intuitive name. No matter what, it feels like a ‘fantasy’.

“But the Mana thing is somewhat cannibalistic.”

“What is it again?”

“The origin of mana is the language of Australian cannibals.”

I gave Suho a brief history lesson. The story was roughly that cannibals sucked mana from toes.

I don’t know what the history of this world will be like, but it won’t make much of a difference.

Although Kang Su-ho didn’t really want to know. Poor guy.

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“Nice to meet you. My name is Myurddin Wilt. I am a professor in the Department of Magic.”

Professor Myrdin Wilt was an unusually neat person. He was wearing a casually modified black suit, but the angles were so straight that it looked rather classic.

“There are probably a lot of students who are not in the wizard class. There are also students who are not interested in the study of magic itself and who treat magic as a flashy trick. But since you are my students, I will teach you magic. “I plan to teach you. My goal is to ensure that when you leave this classroom, you will be able to master at least one basic spell and a few general-purpose spells.”

Professor Myrdin, who was conducting the orientation in a formal manner, suddenly looked at me and stopped talking.

Professor Myrdin, who was thinking about something for a moment, nodded slightly.

“Oh, and it was I who created the illusion of the sky dragon that appeared in the basic ability test.”

There was a bit of regret in the voice that said that.

I’m not sure if it’s my regret for the Sky Dragon, which was poorly captured, or my regret for the students who ran away as soon as the Sky Dragon appeared. Either way, they worked hard to create it with the intention of testing the students.

“Because magic is a discipline that deals with rules, it can be said that magical illusions are not simply lies but a magical entity. All the sensations we feel are ultimately nothing more than a projection of physical reality, and this can only be achieved through logic. It also means that you can measure energy. In Eastern philosophy, it is called egoism, right?”

“Iggy.”

Oh, fuck. Before I knew it, I couldn’t hold it in anymore and let it out.

Honestly, how can I tolerate this? .

Some children around me were giggling. The future of the Academy was very bleak given that there were quite a few people who understood this.

“Yes. Iwa and Ki—rules and matter are the foundation of the world, and at the same time the lens through which the world is projected. So learning magic also means learning how to see the world. For example, where are you now? Are you there?”

Where is it, the classroom?

“…what?”

The space we were standing in had suddenly changed into a strange space with pure white everywhere.

No, not us. There was only me and the professor here. Have I ever sat in a lecture hall in the first place? Since when have you been here?

Even while I was embarrassed, the professor continued his explanation.

“If you know the rules and how they work, the difference between reality and illusion is nothing more than a sheet of paper. Make a small space look like a large space, dye white things with all natural colors, turn darkness into light, turn light into light. “If we can make it appear dark… it is even possible to create a world for each student in this way.”

I was defeated by Gyeonghwa Suwol.

Professor Myrdin Wilt bowed his head neatly and bowed.

“Welcome to the wizard’s space.”

And added:

“Ah, I really wanted to talk to student Kim Do-han.”

It seemed like it wasn’t just a simple video playback.

Was he dealing with hundreds of students all by himself? I don’t think it’s usually a headache.

I was dumbfounded so I asked.

“Are you splitting your brain and talking to hundreds of students at the same time?”

“Yes, maybe not. This is a fantasy after all. I am the writer and director of this fantasy, and it is up to student Kim Do-han to fill in the content.”

“You’re communicating using the students’ brains, not your own?”

“…Haha! You have good understanding. It seems like it wasn’t a coincidence that you attacked the Sky Dragon I made, right?”

In other words, this is a dream.

A dream in which a professor named Myrdin Wilt appears. The subject of the dream─ Of course, the person dreaming is me. That burden was also my responsibility, not the character’s.

Professor Myrdin is using the brain’s illusion to induce the illusion of ‘conversation’.

Now I was no different from a brain in a vat!

“Youngdaenam crazy bastard….”

“Even though it’s a fantasy, I’m hearing everything correctly, so please refrain from using profanity.”

“It’s my dream anyway, so I can’t even swear?”

“Hmm, I see.”

Professor Myrdin Wilt nodded in the affirmative.

“Student Kim Do-han seems very… honest. Was he like that at the entrance ceremony?”

“Entrance ceremony?”

“I shouted to Vice Principal Vallignano that I was a negro.”

“A Negro is a Negro.”

“Haha… it’s not that there aren’t parts that I can relate to, but in this day and age, it’s a statement that could be problematic, so it’s better to be careful.”

“Is it okay for a professor to talk like that?”

The professor shrugged his shoulders.

“Is it a secret from the vice principal?”

“Maybe it’s because he’s English, but he’s a gentleman.”

“I’m from Wales, though.”

“Ah, was it Dic Siôn Dafydd?”

Professor Myrdin flinched at the British local drip.

If translated into Korean, it would roughly be the equivalent of indigenous Japanese pirates.

“…Are you knowledgeable about British culture?”

“A little bit.”

“In case there is any misunderstanding, I don’t necessarily reject the Welsh language or be skeptical of Welsh culture. If I had, I wouldn’t have even mentioned that I’m from Wales. It’s just….”

“You use a Welsh name, but you spell it strangely.”

In this strange space called ‘fantasy’, a kind of translator was running.

Knowledge I don’t know… I was able to naturally understand ‘linguistic nuances,’ which probably came from Professor Myrdin Wilt. In the form of meaning, not data.

Professor Myrdin, who had been making excuses, closed his mouth.

And soon, breaking into a cold sweat, I changed the subject.

“It’s been too long. We’re short on time, so let’s learn magic first.”

“yes yes.”

“The basics of magic begin with mana. Would you like to gather mana at your fingertips?”

“I don’t know how to manipulate mana.”

“It’s not a joke. Have you ever received any training on your special abilities before entering the academy?”

“Because I lived well without this ability.”

At my confident declaration, Professor Myrdin looked worried and said, “Hmm.”

And then he nodded slightly.

“Of course, there is no problem in life even if you don’t have a special ability. That’s true.”

“yes.”

“But now that you have entered the Academy, developing your abilities is a matter of necessity, not choice.”

“I have to learn from now on.”

“Haha, that’s right. I’ll teach you well.”

Myrdin, smiling like a British gentleman, snapped his fingers.

Then something like blue fog began to stir in the air. The fog repeatedly shook, created air currents, swirled, hovered in the air, collided with each other, and disappeared.

It looked as if the wind had dyed it.

“I visualized mana to make it easier to understand. Mana is a type of energy that is widespread in this world. It is also the material for all supernatural abilities. Originally, there was no energy called mana on Earth… but as the gate opened and connected to the other world, the mana from there flowed in. “This is the origin of mana. All abilities based on mana are abilities that operate in a different way from the laws of the Earth… They are called strange abilities and are called supernatural abilities.”

As Myrdin waved his hand, the mana that was floating uneasily in the air began to become regular.

Mana drew an oval shape in the air and created a ring. A new ring was built on top of that ring, and another ring was built on top of that ring.

The ring of mana piled up in the shape of the Tower of Hanoi rotated furiously, endlessly pulling in the surrounding mana.

“Mana has the property of responding to human perception, but at the same time, it also has the property of constantly moving and trying to escape from its original position. Therefore, mana is usually stored in the form of a constantly rotating circle. This is called a circle… a ring of mana. .”

“Professor, the thing in your hand looks like an ellipse, not a circle.”

“That’s right! That’s the point!”

Professor Myrdin, who suddenly became excited, raised his voice and began to explain something.

Roughly speaking, this meant that ovals could hold mana much more efficiently than circles. He even blushed and explained the force of mana and everything, but it seemed a bit like a joke.

“…Anyway! For that reason, when making a circle, it is better to make it in the shape of an oval. This is Kim Do-han’s first time learning Mana, so I will make sure to build him up from the basics.”

“Ah yes.”

“Let’s start by feeling mana first!”

That day, I created a mana circle with Professor Myrdin’s help.

“Let’s try a little more! As with everything, especially when dealing with circles, the basics are the most important! Now! Let’s move the mana along the trajectory I lead. Accelerate little by little… Yes! Good!”

And accumulated 1 stack of hatred towards the British. Yeongdaenam, you crazy bastard.