Magic Academy's Genius Blinker - Chapter 147

Chapter 147

School Competition (5)
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All the competitions of the school competition, in which about thirty prestigious schools from around the world participated, were held at Stella Dome.

Half real, half virtual, this special space allowed the summoning of any desired terrain, obstacles, and even fictional magic tools, embodying Stella’s unique identity.

Eltemon Eltrine, a 9-class spatial Archmage, had poured all his knowledge and magic into replicating the ‘Other World.’

The Other World refers literally to another world. Replicating such a world defied common sense, but for mages of 8-class and above, ‘common sense’ didn’t apply, so no one questioned it.
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“…Are you sure this partition can block the curse?”

Flowerseorin, the king of all fairies and ruler of the elves, closest to the World Tree, asked with an uneasy expression.

Currently, a giant stadium was implemented in Stella Dome, strictly separating the general audience seats from the nobles’ seats.

Moreover, Eltemon Eltrine had personally set up a separate space for Flowerseorin. This area, located at the highest point in the stadium, was invisible from the outside but allowed a clear view of the stadium from within.

This idea of a one-way transparent barrier, developed by Alterisha from a concept provided by Flame, was further enhanced by Eltemon’s ‘spatial barrier,’ making this place practically a separate world.

Since the space itself was of another dimension, how could a curse leak out?

Thanks to this, no one but her aide Oranha was near her, allowing her to watch the match in a very comfortable environment.

“There’s no need to worry about the curse here.”

“Amazing…”

Like a child, Flowerseorin touched the transparent barrier. The contrast to her usual dignified demeanor made Oranha’s lips curl slightly.

“Do you like it?”

“…Eltemon. It’s been a long time.”

The transparent barrier split open, and Eltemon Eltrine, the principal of Stella Academy, walked in.

Oranha’s expression stiffened slightly at the intrusion of their alone time, but Flowerseorin smiled at the appearance of her grateful friend.

“Developing something like this. It’s amazing.”

“It’s not entirely my original magic. Well, 99% of it is mine.”

“Did someone else help you?”

Since Eltemon Eltrine wasn’t the type to receive help from another mage, Flowerseorin widened her eyes. Eltemon nodded, smiling awkwardly.

“Yes. One of our students developed a very unique theory called ‘Parallel Arrangement.’ It shook the magic community. You’ve heard of him, right? Baek Yu-seol, a rather unique student.”

“Oh… yes. I’ve heard of him. I’m really curious about what kind of student he is.”

Flinch. At the mention of that name, Oranha’s fingertips trembled.

Baek Yu-seol’s achievements were too outstanding to be considered those of an ordinary student.

So implausible.

But, considering the truth that he was a centuries-old mage… it made sense.

Defeating Dark Mages? Parallel Arrangement?

All astounding achievements.

However, such remarkable feats appearing in the world weren’t unheard of.

Most of them were limited to elderly Archmages.

The more Baek Yu-seol’s achievements stood out, the more Oranha’s hypothesis solidified.
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‘Without a doubt.’

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At this point, all ‘Spirit Killers’ had long been captured or killed by the relentless pursuit of elite high elf judges.

Except for the unidentified killer who subdued Flowerseorin’s friend, Leafanel.

At this point, Baek Yu-seol, who radiated an aura so strong that it could be mistaken for a spirit, was undoubtedly a Spirit Killer.

A human could not possess such an aura without killing a spirit and taking its heart.

‘Does he think no one will recognize him and has started to act?’

If so, that was a huge mistake.

Oranha had already seen through his identity, and the king of all fairies was personally present. To evade her sharp insight was impossible.

‘Whatever the case, this is exciting.’

Did Baek Yu-seol enjoy his life as a successful teenage student?

Was it thrilling to be called a genius?

Sadly, it was all coming to an end today.

Unaware of Oranha’s sly smile, Flowerseorin conversed with Eltemon.

“A remarkable student.”

“To learn something new from one of our students. I guess I still have a long way to go. Well… compared to ‘Master’s magic,’ I’m still nowhere near, so it’s true.”

Flowerseorin asked while touching the opaque barrier.

“Could I perhaps get more of this?”

Eltemon shook his head with regret.

“Sorry, that’s not possible. This being a virtual space in Stella Dome makes it feasible. Such magic is difficult to implement in reality at my level…”

“I see…”

Though disappointed, she understood. She was used to living alone anyway.

Still, being able to watch such a great spectacle was a blessing.

“Anyway, I have to take my leave now. Please enjoy your time.”

“Thank you for your consideration.”

With Eltemon’s departure, the alone time finally returned for the two.

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Flowerseorin watched the thrilling ‘League of Spirit’ match unfolding in the stadium and asked Oranha.

“Aide.”

“Yes. Please speak.”

“You said the ‘Spirit Killer’ is here, correct?”

“Of course.”

She slowly turned to meet Oranha’s eyes. Though her beautiful eyes were hidden by a black mask and veil, the chillingly cold gaze was unmistakable.

“That statement must not be false.”

Though it sounded like a warning, Oranha, confident in his belief, nodded firmly.

“Of course.”

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The second day of the school competition arrived.

Unlike the 1v1 duel, the League of Spirit matches tended to be quite lengthy.

Each match took a minimum of 10 minutes, up to 30 minutes, and with 30 teams all competing to earn points, it naturally took a considerable time.

Still, no one complained. Many spectators had traveled from afar to watch the matches of the genius youth teams, so the longer it lasted, the better for them.

Meanwhile, with nothing to do, what was I up to?

“What will you do?”

Sitting slouched in a chair, with legs crossed, I arrogantly brought a coffee cup to my lips. An arm draped over the chair’s backrest was a key point.

“Ah, hot.”

I almost burned my tongue, breaking my pose slightly, but fortunately, I didn’t drop the coffee cup.

Zeliel, with a blank expression, kept her head down, saying nothing.

She was probably thinking about something.

The reason she mistook me for a ‘Dark Mage’…

‘She must have been convinced from the moment she handed over the Orb of Souls to me.’

I had completely forgotten about it. The mysterious artifact, the Orb of Souls, inside the pendant Zeliel had given me.

A rare treasure even in the Cradle of the Heavenly Spirit Tree, it wasn’t something even a major trading company could easily handle. The fact that she handed it over meant someone who suspected me as a Dark Mage had instigated her.

“Are you not going to talk?”

“I decided that on my own.”

But our loyal Zeliel didn’t reveal the identity of the client. It was probably someone whose identity would be very troublesome if exposed…

‘It must be one of the elders of the Heavenly Spirit Tree.’

The Orb of Souls wasn’t accessible to just anyone. Only high elf elders or above could even touch it.

“Is that so. Then, how will you take responsibility?”

Zeliel raised her head and met my eyes.

I might be just a student, but I now carried quite a bit of weight.

A student of Stella, co-developer of items, and creator of the Parallel Arrangement.
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…Even though I hadn’t achieved any of these feats myself, I was still a rather troublesome figure for the Starcloud Trading Company to cross.

So, she wanted to control me.
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She must have thought that since she knew my identity as a Dark Mage, she could manipulate me as she wished.

A person like Zeliel… she couldn’t operate alone but needed competent ‘pieces’ she could control.

Threats, falsification, manipulation, and violence.

Dragging her opponents down to the bottom and making them slaves from behind the scenes, she was not much different from Jeremie.

In many ways, she was a woman I really disliked.

“With a word from me, even Starcloud could falter greatly. Your father built it up… It’s really unfortunate that his daughter’s mistake will ruin it.”

Zeliel bit her lip lightly but said nothing.

But her mind must be complicated by now.

Knowing she deeply loved her father, I was aware that this was a critical blow to her.

If her father’s honor was severely damaged and he was disappointed…

Zeliel wouldn’t be able to bear it.

“Well, it’s annoying to even talk to you. Just bring your father. How do you think he’ll react? Framing someone as a Dark Mage and even trying to use that as leverage to blackmail…”

“…Please, stop. Just stop.”

Zeliel’s eyes began to tremble. It even appeared quite pitiful.

With a beautiful girl who seemed about to lose her mind looking at me like that, most men would be mesmerized and lose their hearts.

But thanks to Red Spring March’s blessing, I could keep my reason cool in such situations.

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“I’ll compensate you for your damages… Just please keep this secret from my father.”

“Are you sure? Even your father, not to mention, not revealing this fact to the public itself would add enormous extra tax.”
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“…It’s alright.”

Was she so terrified of her father finding out her mistake that she was willing to bear any cost?

Well, I didn’t really intend to tattle to President Melian.

Rather, it was better to threaten and strictly bind Zeliel here.

For the sake of Flame and Aiselle, who were to be tormented by Zeliel in the future exchange student episode at Starflower Tree Magic School, this was a better approach.

“Alright. Then it’s decided?”

I planned to make a rather excessive demand of her.

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Framing someone as a Dark Mage was certainly taboo even in the magical society…

But still, I had an excessively unreasonable demand.

However, no matter how much it was, Zeliel wouldn’t agree immediately.

So, I had to use a method I’d used once before.

Snap!

With a snap of my fingers, Anella, who had been waiting behind, appeared.

“Yes!”

“Did you bring the item?”

“Of course!”

She grandly placed a 007 briefcase on the table, making clicking sounds as she opened it, then took out a piece of paper.

…Though it was made to seem grand, it was just a cheap ‘Magic Paper’ bought from a stationery store.

However, everyone knew that Magic Paper had special properties.

“This is…”

Quickly drafting a ‘contract’ on the Magic Paper, I handed it to Zeliel.

“Shall we have a game of Soul Chess?”

“…A game, you say?”

“Yes. If I lose, I’ll let it slide. If I win, you agree to the terms. How about it?”

A terribly unfair deal where I had nothing to lose, but the other party would lose all mana if they broke the contract.

Unaware of this fact, Zeliel silently read through the contract. Finally, after confirming all the clauses, she placed it on the table and confidently nodded.

“Alright. I accept these terms.”

I smirked.

‘She took the bait.’

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