The Reincarnated Person Became a Professor at the Academy

The Reincarnated Person Became A Professor At The Academy 28

28 – No Favorable Wind.

Ignition.

The fundamental magic everyone learns upon entering the world of magic.

No one has ever found this magic, the simplest yet first to be learned, difficult.

Though blessed by the wind, the Mystic Arts teach both magic and martial arts in accordance with their distinctive traits.

Yuseoran still had confidence.

Ignition? That’s something I can easily grasp.

“Huh?”

However, minutes later, she could clearly realize it was a misconception.

‘What’s this?’

After a while, she could understand.

Some magic was cast upon the purest magic stones.

A magical seal.

Yet she knew about this much.

During the first lesson, the person would recklessly attach iron to a person and throw them into heavy water.

I didn’t think it would be easy.

However.

“The magic disappears as soon as I cast a spell?”

Scattering mana.

At first, I thought it was just that.

But now, I realize it was an additional task.

Somehow, by focusing and trying to cast a spell, it appears.

A chilly coldness.

Because of that, the ignition magic doesn’t work.

Maybe that’s why it took so long.

“I think I’m more suited for martial arts.”

I am loved by the wind.

I don’t think magic is bad, but I prefer hitting my opponent by entrusting myself to the wind rather than using magic.

Yoo Seol-rang looked around.

She saw Yoo Eun-chae and Shin Yoo-ra.

Both of them were eyeing the magic stones, grumbling.

“So they’re still at it.”

Thinking that way made her feel relieved.

Since she focused more on martial arts, she wasn’t very confident in magic.

In the first place, it would be a bit difficult to defeat those two with magic.

One side is said to be chosen by magic.

The other side is known as a troublemaker.

If attacking professors at the academy, causing all sorts of problems, and surviving speaks of magical prowess, then Yu Shin-yoo is deemed exceptionally skilled in magic, just as Shin Yoo-ra was considered the apex of magic from the beginning of first grade.

Yu Eun-chae, on the other hand, is the one who improved her magical skills most rapidly during the first grade.

“No, that’s not it.”

Han Seo-jin came to mind as she thought that far.

Han Seo-jin is beyond norms.

She realized that clearly in the last fight.

While handling all the students turned into corpse lords, she single-handedly managed four corpse lords and thousands of zombies.

She had a peculiar calmness about such matters.

Even in such a fight, she didn’t show any signs of reaching her limit.

Though she seemed a bit worn out physically.

On the contrary, facing that many and killing them all, she only consumed mere physical energy.

“But seems like you don’t understand human relationships well.”

Those two don’t get along well.

They either hate or ignore each other.

“It doesn’t seem like it was like that from the beginning.”

Their relationship wasn’t like that from the start.

“You can use magic a bit, not as good as me though.”

Shin Yura made a few mistakes while speaking.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I used up all the ingredients earlier. Ah, this? There’s only one left, but it got deformed because I accidentally infused the wrong magic power.”

Yoo Eunchae pretended to be careless and acted hostile.

As they clashed a few times, the two of them had become enemies without even realizing it.

In their eyes, both Shin Yura and Yoo Eunchae were already doomed.

Neither Shin Yura nor Yoo Eunchae seemed to have any intention of reconciling.

Yoo Eunchae was tightly gripping the magic stone and complaining.

“Argh! Work, damn it!!”

This doesn’t make sense.

When Han Seojin told her to cast a spell on the magic stone, she thought it would be a piece of cake.

Because even if she messed with the magic stone, the process of casting a spell was very simple.

To put it simply, casting a spell on the magic stone was a fixed process.

Attacking and destroying a tower that doesn’t attack, erasing it.

That was the process of engraving the ignition magic formula.

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“But what’s with this difficulty?”

She felt overwhelmed.

It felt like she had to break down the castle gate alone.

Shin Yura raised the corner of her mouth when she saw that sight.

“It’s more complicated than I thought.”

But she was up for it.

Unraveling the structure of magic.

Basic mana manipulation.

The mana manipulation technique taught by Han Seojin.

Because I learned that, I can touch it.

“It seems absurd at first glance.”

But I don’t ask for anything that is completely absurd.

This is probably…

In Han Seojin’s eyes, it’s like gradually raising it step by step.

“Although it’s unbelievably advanced.”

Because the fruit has been borne, Shin Yura concentrated.

Saaah.

Using magic.

But slowly, the magic formation within it responded.

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Disassembling the magic formation with mana.

And extracting the magic within it.

Calmly.

“Success! Ugh… Ahh!!”

With all her might, Shin Yura infused mana.

Whooooosh.

A freezing cold ice flower bloomed without mercy.

And within it, flames begin to etch.

The most fundamental magic ignition.

It starts devouring the mana of a single ice flower.

“Basic mana manipulation. I see why those words were spoken.”

Shin Yura grasped that meaning.

It was as literal as it could be.

To delve into the study of magic, this is the most fundamental method one must learn.

Nurture my own magic and devour the magic of others.

《Unique trait, the glory of the Morning Star resonates.》

Shin Yura’s eyes glowed crimson.

Watching that spectacle, Yoo Eunchae bit her lip.

“You can’t defeat Shin Yura with magic.”

The same goes for a sword.

She doesn’t possess talents like Shin Yura or Nam Hye-rin.

The same goes for talents encompassing both of them like Seon Woo-hyun.

Yet, she possesses knowledge.

Information.

Yoo Eunchae focused.

Eyes that penetrate the universe perceived everything.

“Insane.”

And he spat out curses.

In the marble, the magical energies of the marble circulated, forcing the discovery of a unique spell.

Wolgong Bingcheon.

Hanseojin’s spell.

Not taught by the mentor, Hanseojin.

But by the renowned demon slayer in the fantasy world.

It was reproduced in the hands of Hanseojin.

Flames bloomed like flowers.

It was also crystallized flames.

Ignition.

The flames bloomed, and the flames that pierced the ice of destruction seemed precarious, as if they could be extinguished at any moment.

Sizzle.

And soon, the flames were dyed blue.

The aura of destruction slowly rose.

And Yoo Eunchae realized.

This ice of destruction will destroy everything.

It will crush all enemies blocking my path.

And even the user of the magic called Wolgong Bingcheon.

A magic that destroys oneself, annihilating the enemy.

‘Is this Wolgong Bingcheon?’

Yoo Eunchae had a keen interest in the Moon’s Embrace technique.

She believed it was one of the spells that must be learned if one were to study magic.

The reason was simple.

The Moon’s Embrace was incredibly powerful.

Han Seojin watched that scene and thought to himself,

“Could I increase the difficulty a bit?”

*

I’m outside right now.

The blacksmith’s shop where I met the little dwarf before.

That’s where I was headed.

It wasn’t a big deal, and since the kids followed well, I figured pushing a little harder wouldn’t be a problem.

So, just like the pool, I’d be crafting metal there too.

And there, I saw one of the companions.

Seon Woo-hyun and Wi Gun-ak. And two unfamiliar faces.

“You’re…”

“You’re using informal speech.”

“…”

They stared at me with bewildered expressions.

But what could I say?

Throughout reincarnations, my mental age surpassed 50.

“Professor, how are you?”

“Fine.”

Wigunak bowed his head slightly.

Incomprehensible.

It was still a power he couldn’t understand.

“Well, not being able to understand it is a trait in itself, so there’s nothing to be done about it.”

However, it was peculiar, should I say.

More than in the first class…

“Professor.”

At Seon Woo-hyun’s words, Wigunak glanced at Seon Woo-hyun’s companions.

Two unfamiliar faces.

Both seem to have learned strange things, but…

“Their movements aren’t bad, though?”

Seems like they haven’t learned martial arts well, like Nam Hye-rin, but they have some basic skills.

Guys like this grow rapidly if properly taught.

“Where did they pick this up?”

Come to think of it, this one was also a strange one.

The incident at the swimming pool came to mind.

“For a moment, it felt like a different person.”

A different person.

It means exactly what it says.

I felt as though another presence was overlaid on the existence called Sun Woo-hyun.

“Perhaps it was an unimaginable thought originally.”

I trust my senses.

And I think what’s related to that might have something to do with unique characteristics.

“The combination of martial arts and magic is quite demanding.”

In the second round of life.

Although the nature of martial arts and skills was different, there were methods of training for knights.

However, I focused only on magic.

Now, I might have diligently learned various things.

But back then, my ability struggled to handle even a single spell.

Perhaps if I had learned magic, I wouldn’t have reached the level of the 7th Circle or Sword Master.

On the other hand, this one seems to have some talent but appears insufficient to handle both.

However, it’s strange to say the least about their growth trajectory.

“It feels like I’m regaining my skills.”

That’s why this kid is suspicious.

To the extent of wondering if they’re a reincarnation like me.

Well, I’ll gradually figure it out.

“But what brings you here?”

“Oh, Sun Woo-hyun said he’ll take me to the tower today.”

“Matap?”

“Yes, they say they’ll buy a staff for me.”

I squinted my eyes and looked at Sunwoo Hyun.

“Why do you look at me like that?”

“You’re… No, this is something you need to see for yourself to believe. Follow me.”

“Where are you going?”

“To the blacksmith.”

Slipping my hand into my pocket, Sunwoo Hyun followed as I moved.

“It’s magic.”

“What do you mean?”

“The Imperial Guards must learn magic. I might not like Yoo Eunchae, but the Imperial Guards must learn magic.”

Ugh.

That’s why exceptionally talented people are a headache.

Because they believe they’re truly right.

I headed to the blacksmith without a word.

While doing so, one of Sunwoo Hyun’s companions spoke to me.

“Hey, who are you?”

“Han Seojin.”

“The troublemaker of the Iron Blood Clan?”

“A troublemaker, perhaps.”

My personality is a bit rough.

I tend to clear away the trivial things and get things done, which makes me have a lot of enemies.

“That’s why they can’t easily figure out my true identity.”

I do have many allies as well.

But I have far more enemies.

To the extent that there are even enemies among my allies.

But who is this person, so nonchalant?

“We Seojin, don’t bother me.”

“But I’m curious. You’re one of the hottest people in the academy right now. Suddenly awakening your past life and even becoming the chief professor of the academy.”

“I’m pretty good at what I do.”

As I shrugged my shoulders and spoke, his expression changed to something unfortunate.

But how can that be?

I really am good at what I do.

“But is it really true?”

“What?”

“That your skills are so good. There’s already a lot of rumors about it spreading.”

“Who’s saying that?”

Who could be the loose-lipped student?

It’s probably not Yoo Eunchae.

He’s a subtle and thorough guy in those matters.

As different as can be, whether it’s human relationships or human relationships or human relationships.

“The headmaster, sir.”

“Oh, is that so?”

Does the headmaster want to give more money, I wonder.

At that moment of contemplation, a very familiar face appeared.

“That person.”

Jet-black hair and eyes.

A chilly-looking young man and a woman, both dressed in black uniforms, were looking at me.

“The Chulheol Sword Clan…”

The woman referred to as Wiseo-jin muttered softly.

“They do resemble each other.”

Hanseojin and I strangely resembled each other.

They have black hair and black eyes, while I have white hair and blue eyes.

“Even this white hair isn’t the normal kind.”

It’s because it turned snow-white as if under immense stress.

Blue eyes are dyed blue following the heavens.

The corners of the mouth lifted.

Approaching them with a sly smile.

“Hanseojin?”

“Oh, nice to see you. Are you my younger sibling?”

“…Don’t pretend to know things you don’t.”

Things I don’t know?

I’m the eldest son, after all.

Isn’t it normal for the eldest son to be born into the formal mistress?

‘What kind of creature is this Cheolhyeol family?’

I’m genuinely curious.

“You, a thing of no value. Even after defiling the family name…”

“Stop.”

“…Okay.”

The man responded solemnly to the woman’s words.

Sun Woo-hyun walked forward step by step.

“Han Joon-seok, Han Yoo-rim. Why are you here?”

“It’s not something you need to know.”

“It’s a family matter. Can’t disclose more than that.”

Han Joon-seok reacted sharply.

And the one called Han Yoo-rim furrowed their brow and said, “Sister.”

“Sun Woo-hyun is fine. Also… since there’s the eldest son of the Cheolhyeol family.”

The attitude toward others.

I let out a bitter laugh.

How on earth did this fallen family end up like this?

“The family’s matters?”

As Sunwoo Hyun approached with a puzzled look, I grabbed his sleeve.

“What’s the matter?”

“Keep quiet for a moment.”

Just as Sunwoo Hyun was about to ask what I meant, I stopped him and stared in one direction.

In a remote corner of the narrow alley, a faint magic power was trembling ever so slightly.

“Really.”

This academy never ceases to surprise me.