Academy Assassination Genius

The moment I was about to continue my happy worries about what general traits would be good to grow.

Han So-yul tapped me on the shoulder and asked me a question.

“you… it’s okay?”

“I am a bit tired. I’m fine.”

“If you say you’re fine in that state, there seems to be a problem.”

She was looking at me with a surprised expression.

He seemed surprised to see bloodstains on his school uniform that hadn’t been erased yet.

It was also a situation where I couldn’t even wipe the blood off my face properly.

You might be surprised to see that.

“It’s a bit messy.”

“Not only the clothes, but the face is completely covered in blood. what the hell happened… .”

Han So-yul’s words made her feel the attention of the people around her.

Eventually, Instructor Lee Soo-min, who was in charge of the waiting room, also approached me and repeated questions and reflections.

“Is the bracelet broken? No, if it was broken, it should have been sent off.”

Probably, as the person who made this magic tool himself, he would have noticed right away that there was no problem with the safety device.

“It’s a structure that senses a fatal wound, breaks it down, and returns the body to the state it was in before entering. There is no way the recovery will be less. What happened?”

“There was some backflow while using mana. I guess that’s why?”

“If you didn’t abuse the recovery function of the bracelet while maintaining your body condition on the verge of fatal injury, it couldn’t have happened like this.”

Even though the bracelet was broken, I thought the internal wound wasn’t completely healed.

Unlike trauma, I thought that internal injuries are more difficult, so recovery is a little less.

From the moment it cracked, it seems that the bracelet’s recovery function was working in advance.

“It seems that he suffered internal injuries from the backflow of mana. Would you like to go to the recovery room and lie down?”

“no. It’s not that serious, but I think it’s okay. There are medicines in the dorm. If you eat it, you will be fine.”

“Once I get it. If you feel unwell, go straight to the recovery room.”

“yes.”

The recovery room facilities are good, but they are specialized in the treatment of trauma rather than internal injuries.

Even if you go there, there will be no significant difference in treatment.

I can be sure because I have been in the recovery room dozens of times since entering school.

I’d rather meditate in a quiet place, and I’d be able to recover faster if I took care of my inner wounds.

Sumin Lee returned to his original seat and announced the end of the group exhibition.

“At the end of the time limit, the first grader with more flags in possession wins.”

Cheers did not rise.

It is not a victory achieved through everyone working together.

It is because they know that the victory was achieved with the overwhelming power of one person, Kang Mi-hyeok.

[For something like that, there are not a few people looking at you.]

‘I’ve knocked down quite a few times, too. But he’s not even half of Kang Min-hyuk.’

Even if Kang Minhyuk couldn’t do it, he would have defeated more than half of them by himself.

The number of sophomores I defeated hadn’t reached twenty.

“I have a solo exhibition scheduled for tomorrow, but I hope you enjoy it as much as possible as it is a festival with friends and family. Disband then.”

Ido enjoys the festival with his family after school.

Some will head to the training ground to prepare for the individual match.

I plan to head straight to the dormitory and take the elixir as planned.

I tried to save mana consumption while fighting, but the consumption was high because I fought for a long time in consecutive battles.

In addition, while challenging the state of the 5th gate, he used a fairly large amount of mana.

‘Ingesting the Elixir while suffering internal injuries is close to committing suicide, but I’m an exception as I have the ＜Elixir Delay＞.’

The mana depletion symptoms are not yet out, but the festival has just begun.

don’t know what will happen in the future

The full-scale incident will happen tomorrow, the second day of the festival.

I know from the original work that small disturbances occur on the first day as well.

‘Baek Yu-ri’s survival, etc. It’s better than the original situation. I don’t think I even need help.’

At the request of the student council president, Kang Min-hyeok goes around as a security guard.

Due to the nature of the main character who gets caught up in the incident.

Min-Hyuk Kang will solve most of the problems.

‘The problem is when the butterfly effect is bigger on the bad side.’

It was impossible to prepare for that in advance, and it was a hypothesis that could not escape the realm of the family.

Right now, I decided to stop worrying on the line of remembering that there is a possibility.

I blended in with the rushing crowd and went out of the waiting area.

Han So-yul frowned, checked the terminal, and spoke to me.

“Mandragora juice is helpful in treating internal wounds. Do you still have them?”

“I’m going to go back to the dorm and eat right away.”

“Even if you take medicine, you won’t get better right away. Take it easy for a while.”

I didn’t like the look on my face when I was looking at the terminal just now.

What happened?

There wouldn’t be such a number for her now.

“What’s going on?”

“Master didn’t even talk to me, he said he opened the booth. I think we should go there.”

“booth?”

“What, the secret bundle shop? I heard you opened a store selling bad stock at a high price?”

They said it was bad stock, but wouldn’t it be just something she doesn’t need?

As far as I know, an alchemist named Eleanor wasn’t a seller of problematic items.

“You should hear from me later. I was going to visit last time. Master told me not to come.”

“I was thinking of seeing you some other time. I’ve been told not to come to the black market for a while because I’ve been bothered.”

“Master says he has something to tell you about that as well. Let me know when you have time.”

Leaving behind Eleanor’s message, Han So-yul hurriedly ran.

I went without telling the location, but if you ask by text, you can find out right away.

If you see it while walking around the festival, let’s hear it.

I also checked the terminal at the vibration I felt.

-Because it seems that volunteers alone will be enough. You don’t have to come to help.

It’s a text from Moon Ki-bum.

If you look at the student from the same student council who was walking ahead, he also checked the terminal.

It was probably sent as a group text message at once.

I only stopped by the dormitory, but I was thinking of going to help right away.

After looking back at the festival, shall we go and lend a hand?

I put the phone in my pocket while sending a routine reply.

Outsiders are allowed to enter during the school festival, but of course there are quite a few areas that are blocked from entering.

The waiting area and dormitory belonged to this category, so there was no need to run into crowds of people watching the festival on their way to the dormitory.

[Looks like barriers have been set up all over the place. If this is the case, even the original woman in the spiritual form won’t be able to get around easily.]

‘It acts as a fence to prevent outsiders from entering. They’re blocking your entry in the spirit state?’

[That bald headmaster’s level would be a bit lacking. It seems that someone better than that helped.]

Although he is often misunderstood because of his appearance, he is a wizard of the 7th circle.

He became an S-class hero as a wizard specializing in space magic.

If it was a mage with more skill than that, it would probably have been helped by that person.

He is Shin-Ah’s grandfather. One of the Eight Transcendents, the Great Sage.

He would be here to watch his granddaughter perform.

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Just then, Namgoong-Ik spoke up.

“it’s okay?”

“Not fine. What is the divine child? I think you were by my side earlier?”

“I heard Grandpa called and ran.”

did you come too

Although he was going to go back immediately after seeing Shin Seong-ah quietly.

He was someone I wanted to meet once, but there will be a chance to see him again later.

I asked Namgoong-Ik.

“When Grandpa calls, I have to go. Didn’t anyone ask to see you, saying you came to the festival too?”

“Perhaps the family should have sent someone. I don’t know who will come. you?”

“No one is coming.”

“ah… .”

As if Namgoong-Ik made a mistake, he let out an awkward silence.

As long as he didn’t fall from somewhere, Hanzo must have a family.

The only memory I know of Hanzo is the one from when I was a kid peeping through a kaleidoscope.

Through that memory, it was possible to guess Hanzo’s unusual past.

It was not known what kind of family they belonged to.

‘If I had to make assassination my business from that young age, even if I had a family, it wouldn’t be an ordinary family.’

My guess is that Hanzo is an orphan, raised in a group of assassins.

I wanted to investigate Hanzo’s past as well.

I thought I’d try to find some clues towards the black market using the few clues, ‘Secret-Blue Book’.

The only thing I had heard was the assumption that it seemed to have roots in the esoteric religion as well.

“I am going to the dormitory. Would you like to go and look around the festival together?”

“It’s me, fine.”

“This is how it looks, it will take some time to wash up and come out.”

“I’ll be waiting for you.”

I doused myself with water and wiped the hardened blood from my face.

The performance of the soap was good, so I was able to wipe it off quickly without much effort.

“You can eat this now.”

I took out the Mandragora juice (highly concentrated) from the refrigerator and drank it.

It was bitter, astringent, and thick, and it didn’t go down my throat, but one effect was certain.

The mana contained in it was intact in my body, and the speed of recovery of internal wounds was slightly accelerated.

“As expected, highly concentrated.”

I don’t know how many mandragora roots went into making this bottle.

After drinking four bottles, the total amount of mana increased by nearly 30%.

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Just like when I ate the shrine, my mana increased several times, but it wasn’t like that.

‘This is normal. A shrine is a shrine for no reason.’

Satisfied enough.

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Just in time, Eleanor is here.

Shall I ask you to send me a few more bottles later?

Rinse your mouth with water and go outside. Namgungik was waiting in front of the door.

“It’s a feeling. today i shoot Shall we start by spinning the food truck first?”

I lifted my tiptoe and put my hand on his shoulder.

I know it’s more than twice as expensive as it’s a tourist attraction.

In the case of the devil worshipers, he made a big profit by selling potions and holy water to two people.

Above all, it is a once-in-a-lifetime school festival.

If possible, it would be better to enjoy it properly.