Chapter 254, a (3)
Could the green mutant, once hidden away in the outskirts, truly beco a beacon of hope for the future?
"The amount of magic is acceptable, but honestly, I'm not sure how well a dropout from such a remote area will keep up with higher education."
The bright bubbles of the boiling orange Alphaurn marked the orphan's promised departure, and so he set off on his journey. Having discovered the seed of a new sorcerer, he needed to return to his post and make various preparations in advance. anwhile, even at this very mont, the Beta beings were slaughtering their fellow planet-dwellers in the middle layer...
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...Earth is a beautiful planet. It might seem like an abrupt statent, but the Archmage had thought so ever since the mont of his reincarnation. Still, calling Earth a comfortable planet to live on is a bit of a stretch. Take Venus, for example—its na alone sounds splendid, yet its average surface temperature exceeds 400°C, making it a place where you'd die the instant you set foot on it.
The topic he's about to discuss isn't quite as severe as survival on Venus. However, the Archmage from Alphaurn had certainly been enduring so sort of discomfort ever since his reincarnation.
I don't know whether I should say that Earth has no concept of up and down... or just accept that Alphaurns are a people who don't distinguish between the two...
Up and down.
That's right. For a creature that freely swims in all coordinates underwater, living as a mammal crawling on land must have felt like both wings had been cut off.
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The gaze returns once more to the past of a certain oceanic planet. From the outside, it would seem as if a hemispherical object is bulging out from the ground, with its gray buildings standing starkly. But if you enter and make use of the unique echolocation abilities of marine creatures...
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With the sound waves bouncing back from the collision, one could discern that the internal structure was a perfect circle. This place was none other than the first public educational facility of Alphaurn, known as the "Academy Hall."
The Academy Hall building, established in the heart of a forr superpower's capital. Once, the inhabitants fought amongst themselves so fiercely that they even relocated their capital from this once-thriving ocean to another region. But now, the vitality of the past has returned to this quiet center of the old age. After the war with the satellites resulted in the deaths of many of their people, the Alphaurns, determined to fundantally increase their scarce military forces, began to gather talented citizens at the Academy Hall.
Ohhh...
Soone releases an ultrasonic wave, as if spreading their wings wide. In that instant, the entire internal structure of the Academy Hall is revealed in a single breath.
A massive sculpture bearing the inscription: [Third Academy Hall]. Ceiling, floor, walls—passageways extended in all directions, unconcerned with any fixed notion of up or down. And within those corridors, groups of young students of the era swam together in schools.
Wow-
A newcor from the outskirts, with a layer of white jelly, emits a sound of admiration. Once, this was a technology only enjoyed by the bloodline elites, but now, the thought that he could wield it himself made his heart soar.
But the joy was short-lived. The atmosphere in the lobby, which had been filled with the noise of many, suddenly quieted.
...!Huh?Over there...Here it is.
A freshman student instinctively knew. Who was the owner of this unnatural silence.
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He looked up to see an unfamiliar form of a fellow Alphaurn erging from a distant ceiling passage. Descending slowly from above, this Alphaurn had rather slender sub-tentacles and green-colored blood. At a glance, one might think he was just an ordinary Alphaurn you could encounter anywhere.
But he was different. No, to be more precise, he couldn't be compared to anyone present here.
Magic...Monster.Long.What kind of swimr moves so quietly?
Still, the Academy Hall had gathered only those with the potential to grow into sorcerers. And now, before him stood a being with such overwhelming power that it could crush all those competitors in an instant.
Is that guy? He could be the first early graduate?
That's right. It was the arrival of him, who would one day earn the title of the Archmage. Moreover, this marked the mont the orphan from the deep sea had arrived at the Academy Hall, nearly 2,460 days ago.
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Ah- This class is ridiculously boring.
Soone grumbles. At this ti, on the alien planet, auditory dia was still prioritized over written text. In Alphaurn, a "sound resonator" was used as a ans of storing or transmitting information. By using a special alloy that stored sound and magic, when the teacher in the center struck it, the content of the lesson would evenly spread throughout the large room.
I shouldn't have signed up for this lecture either.
The fact that students didn't need to carry books around and could share materials is incredible. How convenient and efficient this teaching thod is. If you compare it to Earth, it's like having a TV in the dieval era.
They just roughly tap the tal plate in front of you and call it a day.
However, within just a few years of arriving at the Academy Hall, the marine creature grew bored of all the lectures. In other words, it ant that he had already mastered the level of magic theory taught at the Academy. He had been so awkward that he couldn't even properly distinguish between formal and casual speech once. But as soon as this green creature arrived at the educational institution, he began devouring the information present within the building as if he had been waiting for it...
Crazy brat.You crazy deep-sea person.Don't speak in your own voice!How can he say sothing like that in such a terrifying teacher's class? I should avoid getting involved.Graduate quickly. Please.
Eccentric. Monster. Disaster. There were many words used to describe the deep-sea native, but the word most frequently ntioned was undoubtedly this one.
Genius.
He was an undeniable, unparalleled genius sorcerer. At such a young age, he had already understood advanced courses that even adults struggled with. There was no need to prove with brute force that he was a magician of the highest level.
I'm hungry. Too lazy to eat- Don't even have ti to study...
On top of that, the green genius—quite unreasonably—also possessed a genuine love for magical studies.
Should I head to the archives first today too? I really love it here—so many stone tablets and books.
A genius who also puts in effort—how could many ordinary people ever hope to surpass him? The orphan from the deep sea rose to the top of the Third Academy Hall in no ti. And yet, no one envied him or tried to stand in his way.
In fact, this Alphaurn had been harassed early on by so middle-class commoners when he first entered the Academy Hall. It's not uncommon for people within lower classes to divide themselves into further hierarchies. He calmly endured their bullying for a while, but then, during a sparring class one day, he seized the opportunity—and sliced every one of his torntors into thin circuit-like fillets.
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Looking back, his school days were a fond mory for him.
I understood everything!
Even if all he rembered was being locked in a dark cave and studying all day, it was the sa.
The theory I learned this ti was insanely fun too.
At this ti, the planet's technology was still underdeveloped. All Alphaurns still needed sleep and food. However, a young sorcerer, claiming a lack of ti for study, had already begun to artificially modify his body since the Great War era.
To ensure life support was no issue, but to allow for more efficient learning, he voluntarily suppressed most of his desires, including hunger.
I can't waste my limited lifespan on such things.
Thump, thump, thump.
Sowhere, the sound of a ball being played is heard.
Alphaurn's magic has yet to even reach the tip of the fin of immortality.
The student, who had undergone so modifications, felt no excitent from those insignificant noises. The only thought that ca to mind was that his peers who seed busy playing were pathetic.
It was a being who thoroughly controlled itself and grew at an unbelievable speed. The Alphaurns had established this educational institution not just to train specialized knights who could use one type of magic, but to cultivate high-level sorcerers who could change the course of war. Originally, they had anticipated that it would take at least seven years to develop such powerful magicians.
It was only the second year of his enrollnt at the Academy. No one could have predicted that a genius surpassing all the teachers would erge in just two years. This place had been a gathering ground for lower-class individuals who had no connection to magic studies or research.
By the third year, the genius could no longer gain any additional knowledge within the Academy.
By the fourth year, the immature genius had secluded himself in a small room, conducting personal research alongside the faculty.
Wait a minute. At this point, shouldn't he be heading to the battlefield soon?
A thought suddenly crossed his mind. He wanted to graduate. More specifically, he genuinely wanted to test the skills he had honed in the real world. Even at this very mont, outside the Academy, his people were being killed by the malicious Beta beings. Yet, strangely, this educational institution kept preventing the genius from being released.
What the? Why? It's not like I'm asking to go on a vacation. I'm saying I want to go defend the nation.
Since proper training for a magician required a significant amount of resources, the rulers of the nation had placed strict barriers around the Academy, ensuring that the students couldn't escape. As a result, the orphan, like many others, was unable to step a single foot outside the circular building without a graduation certificate.
Ahem. That... so you're from the deep sea, huh? For soone like that, your size doesn't look at that intimidating. In fact, you look quite neat. Your tentacles are long, too. They make for a rather pleasant sight. Hoho.Dean, please stop with the strange talk and take a look at my magic circle already.Oh, yes. Alright. Just wait a mont...
The so-called Dean, the Alphaurn with the highest authority in the Third Academy, once said.
If you submit a perfect thesis for graduation, I will plead with the higher-ups and make you the first-ever early graduate of this place. After all, in society, to break an established rule, there must be a corresponding reason.
The genius wrote the thesis—perfectly. And yet, for so inexplicable reason concerning the brilliant experintal data compiled in the fourth year, the thesis was returned in the most humiliating and unequivocal fashion.
Hmm-
As ti passed, today marked the 5 years and 16 days since the genius had arrived at the Academy.
No. That's not it either. You just got it completely wrong. Start over from the beginning!
Even during the last thesis review, the teacher at least vaguely pointed out the reasons, but now, they're just scolding outright.
Ahem. And I'm busy preparing for classes, so don't even think about coming back this month. Understand?
The genius quickly understood the teacher's actions. Of course, he didn't believe the evaluation that his research was so terrible it could be dismissed without a second thought.
Hoo? Could it be that this teacher...?
It would be unfortunate for a thief, but the student in this position, though lacking in social skills, quickly improved in a wareness due to their innate intelligence.
《Creative Design of Amplified Magic Circles: Researcher》
A little while later, the genius found the evidence he was looking for using a secret observation spell he had secretly created. A letter from a place called the "Academic Hall." The content was a thank-you note for presenting an excellent theory at their institution last year. By checking the title of the theory at the top, it beca easy to see that the teacher had stolen his disciple's research and presented it as their own.
Confird guilty. But the genius, in an act of true generosity, decided to give the criminal one chance.
Hello, dean. Good morning.Hm? What's this? Didn't I tell you not to co again this month...?I have sothing to tell you.
As a boy, he was relatively easygoing, untainted by society.
The tall silhouette of the marine creature continues speaking.
To be exact, it was about the research data I submitted last year.
He spoke to the teacher who was in charge of him. He promised to overlook the fact that the teacher had stolen his experintal data in the past, but he asked for one thing: to please allow him to graduate without any issues this year. It was a polite request, especially coming from a student who was supposed to skip a grade and whose arrogance had once been sky-high.
Well, I guess I could just let him write a paper under his own na. It's not like it was a heavy research topic anyway...
Despite having his year-long effort stolen, he showed no signs of anger. After all, he had often felt a sense of happiness while staying at the academy. Although the teacher in front of him was soone who fell short in many ways, he was still a fellow who had sothing worth learning. So, he thought maybe he could overlook the petty deception, considering it as a way to repay the teacher for the lessons received.
However, the patience of a genius was limited to that.
Ah, I understand. I'll make sure to graduate you this year. But in return, bring the materials for submission to the higher-ups. The ones you brought last ti, that paper.
A month later. The professor from the academy broke his promise and stole only the completed materials.
See here. After thinking it over, I realized that just designing auxiliary magic circles and not core spells won't satisfy the higher-ups.Dean...Anyway, in your current state, if you were to et a Celestial being, you'd be torn apart and die within seconds. It's better to just stay here for 2 more years, completing the sa amount of ti as the other students in the academy, and then leave.
Moreover, trying to achieve his goals through force was an added bonus. He wanted to keep the genius trapped in this educational institution not just to steal one of his experints. But when his persuasion failed to make the student back down, the academy's headmaster was about to cast a spell, suggesting that if the student insisted on leaving, he could just leave as a corpse.
I am a 99-year-old observer of the era, a noble with a powerful inherited unique spell passed down through generations. No matter how much you struggle, you are nothing more than a precarious scholar, growing faster in knowledge than the others, once you have graciously presented your lowly paper to the world under my esteed na, and now, you dare to defy ?!
Hmm.
The students briefly hesitated in front of the shouting teacher.
O The world is currently in the midst of a great war.
O Many fertile sea areas have been seized.
O However, the issue of replenishing the military forces cannot be postponed, so the state is investing massive resources into this training institution.
O As a result, the lives of the common people outside are steadily becoming more and more like a living hell.
...In a situation like this, is there any reason for that greedy thief, who wastes the little food available, to even exist in this world?
Calculation complete.
He made this decision with the best interest of his fellow Alphaurn countryn in mind. This was also because, while staying in the training facility, the state had provided basic patriotism education. And, true to his rare genius title, he imdiately acted upon the idea that ca to his mind without hesitation.
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...And so, in the end, this was how soone's school days ca to a close.
What is it?
Swoosh.
Sothing in the shape of a rectangle, constantly fluttering along the current. And the wreckage of the building, completely destroyed from the underground second floor to the third floor above ground.
As expected, it wasn't a big deal after all, right?
Let get straight to the point.
He used all kinds of new magic to trample on his teacher who had provoked him, and forcibly obtained his graduation certificate [barrier passage ticket]. After cutting off all but one tentacle. He threatened the dean to make him stamp his seal. And after getting what he wanted, he killed the opponent right away. Because if he left him alive, he didn't know when this little brat would retaliate.
This dean, I heard he was of noble birth, but I don't know if I can explain it well to my fellow countryn.I an, but honestly, isn't this self-defense? The teacher didn't let graduate for two whole years, you know?
Thus, the genius of magical studies, who appeared after several thousand years, completed his basic education with the death of his teacher. This event occurred when he was about 14 years old, according to Earth's tiline.
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