episode_0042
by admin“… That’s it for today.”
It was an evening as the sun was setting. In the 3rd training center, I took a deep breath and gathered myself.
The reason for the heavy breathing was due to the consumption of magical power. Thanks to increasing the number of cores to three, I didn’t run out of magic, but I used my magic power right up to the point of exhaustion.
“Ugh, I’m going to die.”
I think I’ve been training consistently, but even so, my body has been aching here and there, probably because I’ve been subjecting myself more harshly since the midterm evaluation ended.
It was a shame that I was able to survive by using medical magic to give minor treatments to my body’s tired and overworked muscles, otherwise I would have spent my time on the bed in the dormitory by now.
‘A maximum of three minutes at a time, four times in a row is the limit?’
I sighed as I thought about the magic circuit in my body that was hot and trembling.
Regional development. Today I trained that skill intensively.
In my current body, where it is generally very difficult to deplete magical power, the main culprit is the realm of magic that has been drained to the brink of depletion.
The results weren’t bad.
The area can now be maintained for up to 3 minutes at a time, and can be played up to four times in succession.
If you overdo it, you can extend the holding time a little or increase the number of times by one more time… If this happens, the circuit overheats excessively, causing great strain to the body.
At the same time, an unfortunate situation occurs in which magical power cannot be used until the overheated circuit cools down to a certain extent.
Therefore, as a minimum safety measure, the number of areas and maintenance time had to be limited to a level where basic magical power could be operated.
‘The sports competition is just around the corner.’
I was worried as I left the 3rd training center. Will I be able to get his attention in my current state?
Revealing Gungnir may draw attention for a moment, but it is not enough.
Aleister Crowley.
As the president of the World Hunter Association, his tendencies are unpredictable even if he knows the knowledge of the game.
At the same time, we are also fully aware of the fact that he is by no means a good person.
‘It is neither good nor evil, but that makes it more dangerous.’
The lines aren’t that much of a problem. All you have to do is punish evil or create an environment in which it will be punished.
However, in the case of Aleister Crowley, he is a scholar purely devoted to the study of magic and a world-renowned figure.
The only problem is that he doesn’t mind making sacrifices to explore magic.
‘It’s difficult.’
I took a deep breath and thought carefully about the feat Aleister had accomplished.
A human who has an absolute understanding of almost all magic in existence and has left a significant mark on human history after the cataclysm.
Among his numerous feats, if there is one that stands out as the greatest, it is that he is the master of the grimoire.
‘Yes, that’s the problem too.’
In fact, the reason Aleister did not hesitate to sacrifice was because of the grimoire.
Liber Regis. The demons and angels that appear in the grimoire, also called the Book of Law, promise enormous help if a fair price is paid.
Among them, a pair of devils and angels took a liking to Aleister, revealed his true name to him, and formed a deep contract with him.
Coronzon and Aworth.
Coronzon, a witch who works in secret, becomes Aleister’s assistant, looks into various events, and carries out his orders.
Guardian Angel Aworth rarely moves in person, but in exchange for compensation, he teaches Aleister magical knowledge that is vaguely described as ‘angel’s magic’.
‘There is a possibility that Coronzon will not be caught by my detection barrier, and there are too many cases for angelic techniques.’
Even if Aleister had feelings for me, it would be more like interest.
Even if I get his attention, it’s obvious that all sorts of hardships will be thrown at me in the name of ‘interest’ in an interesting being.
But, nevertheless.
‘It’s worth it.’
The value of what can be gained after overcoming Aleister’s mischievous test is infinite.
Good elixirs, excellent weapons, and various techniques and knowledge unknown to the world.
And beyond all that, this is what I’m aiming for.
‘Tree of Life, Sephiroth.’
If we can obtain one of the fruits that Aleister cherishes, we can obtain a sure means to fight against the coming Ragnarok.
As I walked with that thought in mind, I soon arrived at the dormitory.
Is it because it hasn’t been long since I rolled over, so I have complicated thoughts about this and that?
For no reason, my body was exhausted and I had no strength. Fatigue accumulated little by little, and my body became heavy.
‘Let’s take a break.’
For dinner, I ate a simple delivery meal, and washed off the sweat from training with a light bath.
What to do after that was decided.
I closed the detection barrier and jumped onto the bed. My throbbing head felt much better thanks to the information provided by the detection barrier.
As I surrendered myself to the drowsiness that was pouring in, another day passed by like this.
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Time passed, and before I knew it, the sports competition was just around the corner.
Although the atmosphere was excited and noisy, the current atmosphere in Eden was extremely tense.
‘It’s worth it.’
Eden’s Sports Festival, which was viewed as the world’s greatest festival held once a year until they entered Eden as cadets, has now become a stage where they must be active.
Moreover, it will be difficult to enjoy comfortably if you are burdened with hidden opportunities and expectations in this sports competition that was only cheered and looked up to.
However, if this rigid atmosphere continues, the joyful atmosphere and even the enthusiasm of the sports competition will not rise.
Who wants to watch a static sport that is not passionate and extremely tense?
Of course, the professors at Eden were well aware of this fact.
“Well, you all seem to be very nervous ahead of the sports competition.”
Professor Caria, standing at the lecture table, smiled bitterly and looked at us sitting across from him.
The nervous expression and heavy atmosphere were clearly visible to anyone who could see it.
Professor Caria must also be in trouble.
Cadets who are stiff from tension will know better than anyone else that even if they compete, it will be difficult to achieve better results than usual.
“Whew, I can’t help it.”
But is there a way? Professor Caria smiled and sighed.
She bowed her head for a moment, came to the front of the teacher’s table, and immediately bent her knees and lifted her right leg as if to show off.
And then, boom.
“Aaagh!?”
“Ugh?!”
The nervous cadets screamed noisily as if they had never done so before.
Thanks to this, the calm atmosphere was relieved in an instant.
Even though the method was somewhat ignorant, it was definitely effective.
‘driving me crazy.’
Of course, I was startled and flinched and burst into laughter.
This is because an explosion of magical energy so heavy that the detection barrier shook for a moment erupted from the tip of her foot, creating tremendous wind pressure and noise.
It looks like they collided with their magical powers while pretending to hit the floor to prevent it from being damaged, but even so, the power and shock waves were nowhere to be found.
“I know what you’re thinking and why you’re so nervous.”
Guilds from around the world keep an eye on cadets who have performed well in sports competitions, and later recruit those cadets when they graduate.
This is a fact that even the freshmen cadets who entered school this year know.
At the same time, it is a fact that professors who have worked at Eden for several years, no matter how short, cannot be unaware of. That is why Professor Caria advised:
“If you think too deeply, you will only harm your skills. Don’t be nervous, just look at the problems in front of you and move forward.”
A couple of claps that she always gives when she’s focused. At the sound of hand clapping, the cadet began to relax.
Let’s take a moment to look at that sight with joy. Professor Caria flashed a mischievous smile and took out a tablet from the subspace pocket in his coat.
Why did they suddenly bring that up? Just as that thought occurred to me, Professor Caria opened his mouth, waving the tablet he had taken out proudly.
“We will now check your midterm evaluation scores! Please stand in line in number order!”
It might be surprising, but Professor Caria was a master at relieving tension.
The tension and atmosphere, like a burning fire that could not be extinguished, quickly died down due to the screams and struggles of the cadets facing their grades.
‘No, not crazy.’
And I also checked my midterm evaluation score and made a hard face.
Professor Caria’s face looks like it’s about to die of laughter. The look on her face, barely holding back her laughter, was quite disgusting.
─Academic achievement: C+
Most of the cadets who said they studied hard got a B or B+, but the grade on my report card was a C+.
D, which means you can’t study, and B, which means you can’t study well.
It’s an ambiguous score in between. If we were to replace it with the familiar Korean style grades, should we say it is in the early 5th grade to late 4th grade?
‘A plague.’
As expected, I am not very good at studying.
As we remind ourselves of that fact, time passes.
The opening of the sports competition has now arrived.
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