Magic Academy's Genius Blinker - Chapter 101
Chapter 101
27. Taeryeong Divine Art (3)
Ha Taeryeong wasn’t particularly good at writing. His research was extensive and dragged on, and he often erased and corrected parts when he gained new insights, making it quite difficult to understand.
It was hard to believe he wrote it with the intention for someone else to read.
‘Still, this is… quite good.’
Ha Taeryeong’s research contained a lot of history unknown to me, even unrecorded in the Bulbul Glasses.
Ha Taeryeong was a character not even mentioned in the original game.
However, his footsteps were unexpectedly significant and intense, as he stood in direct opposition to the twelve disciples of the Progenitor Mage.
In the era when monsters and Dark Mages emerged, mages were humanity’s saviors.
They exterminated incomprehensible beings that seemed impossible for humans to confront, wielding powers like thunderbolts and earth-shattering force, almost god-like.
Ha Taeryeong was born in an era of peace after that chaotic war had ended.
Dragons had disappeared from the world, monsters had retreated to their domains, and Dark Mages had fled to abandoned lands.
With humanity’s victory, one could expect a world filled with dreams, hope, and laughter.
In fact, that’s how it was depicted in the prologue story of ‘Aether World.’
But… reality was different.
After the war, as society returned to stability, what happened?
Very naturally, a world ruled by mages emerged.
It made sense.
Who could possibly oppose those with god-like powers?
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Bloodline and power were meaningless before magic. The world became a place where slightly smarter and more talented mages earned high status.
Amidst this, the Progenitor Mage vanished, leaving behind his twelve disciples, who naturally became the highest ruling class in society.
This is a story even I know.
The influence of the twelve mages extends to modern times.
Th i s wa s c opi e d fr o m k i n g m tl . or g
Their names frequently appear in the main episodes.
‘Adolevit, Mage of Darkness’
‘Morf, Mage of Ice and Flame’
‘Hallow, Mage of the Void’
‘Hwarseok, Mage of Matter’
‘Starflower, Mage of Nature’
And so on…
Now, they have become the most prestigious families in the world, renowned for their greatness.
“Hmm…”
According to Ha Taeryeong’s records, they meticulously structured the mage society into a class system.
In other words, this document explained why the aristocracy still existed in this world, which had developed a civilization similar to 21st-century Earth.
“The damn class system is all because of these bastards?”
Fearing that future generations would suffer under the class system, Ha Taeryeong fought against the twelve disciples of the Progenitor Mage.
But I know how this story ends. Leafanel told me before.
‘He was killed by the twelve disciples of the Progenitor Mage.’
That’s what she said.
Thinking about it, it made me realize how long Leafanel had lived.
She had been there throughout almost all of history. Although she might not remember most of it due to her time spent hiding and sleeping.
“Hmm…”
Anyway, the research was meticulously recorded, including various historical stories.
While it seemed randomly jumbled and chaotic compared to modern research papers, I didn’t need to worry about that because I had the Bulbul Glasses.
The longer mana stays in the body, the longer one lives. Mana is the source of life itself.
This is why mages who reach high levels maintain their youth and longevity.
For those with Mana Leakage Syndrome, since there is no mana in their bodies, they live short lives.
However, they constantly circulate and absorb nature’s mana. The reason they live short lives is because the amount of mana they absorb is too little.
From there, I thought.
What if…
Th i s w a s co p ie d f r o m k i n g m t l . o r g
What if I could hold onto that small amount of mana that barely passes through my body, for as long as possible?
Then, wouldn’t I not only live longer… but perhaps even achieve immortality?
With this thought, I developed a method to breathe mana into my entire body.
Finally, it came out.
Mages also have breathing techniques, but those are focused on accumulating mana in the head, heart, and lower abdomen and are useless for those with Mana Leakage Syndrome.
But recognizing the importance of breathing techniques early on, I had been consistently doing aerobic exercises to increase lung capacity to take in as much mana as possible.
Mental Method (心法)
Th i s w as c op ie d f r o m king m t l. or g
This is the name of the breathing technique I created. As you might guess from the word, it’s not something that can be achieved by simply doing aerobic exercises.
It involves calming the mind, harmonizing oneself with nature, and naturally accepting the universe.
This is the foundation of this breathing technique.
‘Mental Method…’
It felt like reading a martial arts novel or a pseudo-religious scripture, but it wasn’t something I couldn’t believe.
After all, even magic is surreal to me. So, talking about Mental Method or whatever didn’t make it any stranger.
Though immortality seemed a bit far-fetched, improving mana circulation and extending lifespan meant enhancing my abilities.
‘…Let’s give it a try.’
T h is w as co p i e d f r o m k i n g m t l.o r g
Following the instructions in the research book, no, the ‘secret manual,’ I sat in the most comfortable position and closed my eyes.
On rare occasions, Hong Bi-yeon would go out on weekends. It wasn’t to enjoy leisure or go on a picnic.
[Adolevit Royal Tomb]
This place was a cemetery where only the royal family of Adolevit could be buried. There were numerous tombstones, but very few had direct connections to Hong Bi-yeon. If you traced the bloodline, some distant ancestors might be buried there, but it didn’t matter much to her.
[Hong Erin Adolevit]
[Departed like a flower scattered by the wind]
Her older sister, Hong Erin, always joked with a bright smile, “When I die, make sure to write this on my tombstone.”
That joke eventually became the real epitaph, but Hong Bi-yeon couldn’t laugh.
Could there be anyone who could laugh at such a joke?
Hong Erin was always a kind, affectionate sister to Hong Bi-yeon. She was more mature, warm, serene, and compassionate than anyone else.
Her memories of Hong Erin were filled with only good things.
Even now, when she thought of Hong Erin, the first thing that came to mind was a field full of flowers.
The sight of Hong Erin, holding her silver hair blowing in the wind and looking back at her, felt dreamlike and distant.
At that time, Hong Bi-yeon couldn’t get close to anyone in the royal palace.
Her body was covered in burn marks from training to increase her affinity with fire, her hair was scorched, so she always had to wear a hat, and her skin looked almost decayed and hideous.
Hong Bi-yeon, who was pessimistic about her disgusting and repulsive appearance, naturally became introverted and had very low self-esteem.
To her, Hong Erin always approached her first.
In the early morning, when she fled to the deserted lakeside in her melancholy, Hong Erin would find her there and say,
“Let’s do our best today as well!”
Late at night, when she was eating alone in a dark, empty room, Hong Erin would find her again and ask,
“How was your day?”
That voice still lingered vividly.
How could she forget?
Every day, she always approached me like that.
But Hong Bi-yeon tried to distance herself from her. She thought no one could understand her. She thought no one else lived a life as painful as hers.
One day,
“We don’t think she’ll make it through the year. You should prepare yourself…”
She found out that Hong Erin had an incurable disease.
It was a terrible disease that caused her body to spontaneously combust without any known cause or reason.
At that moment, she realized.
She loved her older sister.
She realized why her sister had approached her, knowing that she was suffering from the same pain, or even worse.
Her sister knew.
She knew how terrible and painful it was to have your body and soul burned.
She knew how lonely and desolate it was to live a life like a ticking time bomb, keeping everyone at a distance.
Her older sister, Hong Erin…
She was the only person in the world who could understand her.
But by then, it was already too late.
“Bi-yeon, you came?”
Her sister was already pale and emaciated, and she couldn’t go out freely because of the flames that erupted from her body from time to time.
So, for the first time… Hong Bi-yeon started to try for someone else.
At least, she didn’t experience spontaneous combustion, so even with her hideous and repulsive appearance, she could go out if she set her mind to it.
T h i s wa s cop i e d f r o m ki ng mtl . o r g
She desperately tried to see, hear, and feel as much as possible and told her sister about it. Her sister always listened with a bright expression.
“Did that happen?”
“That must have been tough, my sister.”
The time they spent together was too short. So, she desperately tried to spend more time with her.
She was happy.
Every moment she spent with her sister made her feel alive.
…But those happy times didn’t last long.
Hong Bi-yeon placed a pink needle flower on the tombstone. She still couldn’t forget that moment.
The smile her sister gave her in the final moment, even as her body was engulfed in flames.
“I hope you will be happy.”
Having loved someone and lost them, she knew well how painful it was.
It was a pain far worse, hotter, and more agonizing than burning.
Incurable disease.
It was a chilling word. Despite the advancements in magic, why has humanity still not conquered disease completely?
Recently, she learned about the condition called Mana Leakage Syndrome. Those who are born with it cannot accumulate mana in their bodies and thus have short lives.
A year ago, it would have been a term completely unrelated to Hong Bi-yeon.
T h i s w a s co pi e d fr om k i ng m tl. o r g
But now, things were different.
So much had changed…
She thought such things wouldn’t happen again, but once again, someone had wedged into her life and occupied a large space.
And he too… like her first love, suffered from an incurable disease.
Probably, on the day of Stella’s graduation, when he turns exactly twenty… he will die.
‘I don’t want to go through that pain again.’
No one in history had cured Mana Leakage Syndrome.
T h i s w a s co p i e d f ro m k ing m t l .o rg
But, ‘no one’ didn’t include the great mage families.
The Adolevit royal family, descended from one of the twelve disciples of the Progenitor Mage, had an heirloom passed down through generations.
‘Flower of Fire.’
A legendary treasure that causes the ‘Fire Avatar’ to descend upon the body as soon as its scent is inhaled.
As a price, all magic is lost, and if the flames of the avatar are not controlled, it could burn down an entire nation, making it strictly prohibited from use.
‘…But, at least survival is possible.’
The descent of the avatar means that an immense divine presence would naturally reside in the body, granting immense mana.
In other words, the Flower of Fire had the potential to cure Mana Leakage Syndrome.
T hi s wa s c o p i e d f r om k ing m t l . o r g
Although it was now sealed deep within the palace, accessible only by the king…
‘I must become king.’
She had been striving to become king for this reason. It was what her older sister had wanted as well.
But now, she would strive even harder.
Her goal was to ascend the throne before his life ended, on the day of Stella’s graduation.
Hong Bi-yeon clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, resolute in her decision.
‘I must… become the king.’
T hi s w a s c o pi e d f r o m ki ng m t l . o r g
End of Chapter
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