Became an Academy End-Of-Life Genius

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“It could be enough.”

Professor Akdin looked at my auror and nodded.

The question was whether this could come out as a characteristic.

can you?

“There are no fixed characteristics of mana. For example, you said you saw Count Cardia’s aura.”

“That’s right.”

“What did it look like?”

“He put a huge spear in his sword.”

Professor Akdin sat in the chair and looked up at me.

“The form I embrace is a meadow. Like that, the quality of mana is that it can be anything, an object, a background, or anything else.”

Professor Akdin tapped the sword on his waist and said.

“In the end, it is your sword that you must wield. The nature of mana is all that supports it.”

“… … .”

“Now do you understand?”

“Yes, I fully understand.”

Professor Akdin nodded as if satisfied.

I glanced at the picture frame behind him and asked.

“Is the picture frame you put on the seat your daughter?”

“… That’s right, my daughter who died two years ago.”

As soon as he asks about the frame, Professor Akdin’s face darkens.

At the same time, the atmosphere became heavy.

Of course, I asked, knowing it was his daughter.

Because that daughter is the one who makes Professor Akdin the second villain.

A child that Professor Akdin, who was originally a commoner, became a professor at the Academy, and got married.

However, due to a congenital lack of mana, he died after suffering a pangs of pain.

Same deadline as me.

Maybe Professor Akdin is looking at his daughter in me.

Because me and the professor’s daughter had the same age limit.

Still, it seems to be holding up well so far.

You never know when he’ll go crazy to bring his daughter back.

It is never described in the novel.

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Just naturally, Professor Akdin went crazy and appeared as a villain.

“I asked you something.”

“No, I don’t care. Rather, I would be grateful if at least one person remembered that my daughter existed.”

“then… May I ask your name?”

“… name?”

The daughter’s name appears only once in the novel.

The words that Professor Akdin uttered in his will just before he collapsed.

Lily.

“Lily, it’s Lily.”

I glanced at Professor Akdin.

It is clear that it will be painful just to think of her deceased daughter.

Such a figure of him seems to overlap with the description of him before he died in the novel.

Under the moonlight, a dying professor spitting out his daughter’s name as a will.

Unlike Ruberic Keias.

Somehow I wish he hadn’t died.

I want to play the story and save Professor Akdin.

With that in mind, I opened my mouth.

“Lily. I will remember.”

As I went outside, I glanced at Professor Akdin.

His seat is clean. Although Professor Arcdin hates dirty things.

Rather than that, the father’s heart, who does not want to get his daughter’s picture frame dirty, must be greater.

Feeling somewhat bitter, I hurriedly left the room.

**

thinking in many ways.

The moment when Professor Akdin breaks his heart has never been serialized in a novel.

Even if you try to prevent it in advance, there is no way to capture the moment.

‘But I can’t be close to him for 24 hours.’

Ruberic Keias had already made a contract with the devil.

I didn’t even think of a way to stop him, and I didn’t even think of stopping him.

Because it was important for me to survive back then.

However, the longer I stay here, the more questionable I become.

‘Is what I’m doing right?’

As a person, on the way to becoming a person.

Knowing that people are dying and doing nothing.

Is that really the right thing to do?

I remembered Ruberic Keias.

There was no guilt for the murder, but it was me who killed him.

I was responsible for it.

However.

If only I could go further and save Ruberic.

Would it have been possible?

I would have denied this question at the time, but now that I think about it, I could.

I just didn’t like the plot twist.

As Ruberic survives, the plot twists and I die.

I didn’t like it, so I didn’t save Ruberic.

My body tingled slightly. Although the wounds were still covered with bandages in the winter castle, there were many scars.

The fact that I didn’t save the person I could have saved comes more painful than the wounds on my body.

messed it up His lips touched his teeth. I felt the pain.

People who died in the winter castle. Those who will die in the future.

took a breath This is not a battlefield.

Damn Maggie, I’m detached from the emotions a person should feel.

I habitually put my fingers on my head and then tighten them to organize my goals.

… As long as the development does not twist, Professor Akdin does not become a villain.

That is my goal now.

With that in mind, I moved on.

It was because I wanted to go to the club room to ask questions, and to hear stories about dungeons.

The Crown Prince and Belle must be in the bankruptcy even if others don’t know.

“Ugh… .”

What a zombie sound.

There are sometimes ghouls roaming around, but that’s not something you’d hear in an academy.

I followed the sound. It was on the way to the club room.

At the entrance to the hallway in front of the club room.

I found a zombie, no Sophia.

She was looking down at the floor, emitting dark energy all over her body. My frizzy hair is shaking because I haven’t taken care of it for a long time.

I asked with a tired expression on her face, which was shocking enough to make even a first-timer feel vague.

“What are you doing here?”

“Uh… ?”

Sophia raises her head to see if she can hear me. Her eyes are red and bloodshot, and the dark circles under her eyes are full.

I don’t think it was like this in the original.

“place… Leon?”

“Yeah, you know me. I looked to see why the body was lying in front of the hallway.”

“Heh heh, heh heh.”

why, why

She looked at me and suddenly started laughing like crazy. It wasn’t a madman’s burst, but the sudden burst of laughter was enough to embarrass me.

She said looking up at me with bloodshot eyes.

“fat… give it to me.”

And then he collapsed and fell.

All I could do was open my eyes wide and look at her.

I’ve been thinking about what the hell this is all about, but I can’t figure it out.

Has she ever been so exhausted in the original story and asked for her life?

I don’t remember anything.

Sophia had a strong passion for magic, but she was a sorcerer who controlled her condition and clearly recognized its limitations.

I didn’t touch her because she knew that she would reach the state of being an archmage on her own even if she was left alone.

What the hell is this?

I sighed heavily as I looked down at Sophia who had fallen, reaching for me.

“I have to move for now.”

If you go to the hospital, you won’t be able to talk properly.

And if it stays as it is now, it’s a perfect situation to be misunderstood.

I flashed Sophia up and headed to my dorm.

I had to ask him why he wasn’t conditioning like this.

**

Sophia’s head is always full of tricks and calculations.

How to use magic without chanting and without realizing a magic circle.

She seemed to be able to figure it out on her own.

In fact, I used a similar method in the Morax subjugation battle.

I skipped the chants as much as possible and assisted Deron.

Both speed and power are superior to ordinary magic.

It was a magic that could not be used even after reaching the 4th rank.

Sophia just hung on to it so as not to miss the clue she had once caught.

There were many research materials to tempt her in the Ministry of Magic, but none of them could compare to a silent chant.

Finding something that already exists and creating something that doesn’t exist are two different concepts.

So she started skipping sleep.

The activities of the Ministry of Magic itself were not that difficult. If I slept properly, I could endure it.

If only I hadn’t missed sleep.

As she intermittently missed sleep and was active, the condition she had maintained began to crumble.

If it was her original, it would never have collapsed.

But Sophia was impatient.

Everyone who fought Morax by her side was growing rapidly.

Not to mention Deron and Adele.

Agnes, Ihan, and Erina had already reached the position of an intermediate or magic swordsman and were leading the way.

Only she is standing in the back and walking in vain.

Such an inferiority complex disturbs her mind.

Magic is influenced by the mind, so there is no way that proper magic can be sung with her messy mind.

The more sleep you miss, the more magic unfolds.

Her body gets worse. The magic state gets even worse.

… She gets even more impatient.

In such a vicious cycle, Sophia felt a warm feeling.

The mana calms, and the tiredness that has always been in my head disappears.

The headache was also gone.

After a while, I closed my eyes and slept soundly.

It was refreshing. She opened her eyes and stretched. Somehow, the magic will work well now… .

“Are you awake now?”

At the familiar voice, Sophia turned her head and looked at the sound.

At that place.

“You’ve been sleeping for a long time. How the hell have you been up all night?”

Deron Phylasia was churning with a teacup in her hand, staring intently at her.