Episode 25 Week 1 Battle (3)
[‘Core’ rank increased. (E->D)]
[Kim Ho]
▷Skill
Amplification (E)
Copy Skill [2/2]
1. Hummingbird (E)
2. Magic Engineering (B)
▷Characteristics
Core (D)
Monarch (F)
Copy-Attributes[1/1]
1. Elemental Resistance (S)
▷Equipment
School uniform (D)
Staff of the Earth (E)
▷Inventory
10 silver
10x10x10 cube blueprint
[Personal Battle: 386 points]
[Attack: 683 points]
(949 +1,200pt)
Today, I continued making cubes and meditating until the morning dawned.
After absorbing the Dark Ice Crystal and adding the two Mana I received as tuition from Yang Ji-hong to the remaining Mana, I was able to achieve D-Rank [Core].
Although I didn’t show it, whenever I used Magic Engineering or Hummingbird to amplify, my mana consumption was extremely high.
Now I feel a little more at ease.
[Cube of Life] Production has also progressed considerably.
The flowing green energy has become even thicker, and in one corner, sprouts are beginning to pop their heads out.
We’re more than halfway there now.
If you invest just one more day, it will be complete.
After taking care of urgent matters, I even wondered what the calligrapher was doing.
There is a reason why I tend to fall into a semi-conscious state when concentrating on the cube or meditation, and I don’t think I will be able to ‘distribute’ overnight, so I paid relatively less attention to it.
But when I checked the back of my student ID, there was a message.
[Calligrapher: End]
‘It’s over?’
It doesn’t mean that you quit because you got tired of it, but it’s highly likely that you really learned ‘distribution’…
I went to the calligrapher’s studio and it was empty.
My reply was so late that I guess he just left.
[Kim Ho:]
[Kim Ho: Where?]
[Kim Ho: Where are you?]
I sent a few messages but I never got a reply.
‘I see you’re sleeping.’
It would have been tiring to keep blowing mana into the glass box while practicing ‘Distribution’.
In times like this, it’s better to take it easy.
I was wondering if I had really finished my homework already, but there was no point in impatiently waiting.
I guess we can meet at school and check.
* * *
[Calligrapher: On the way]
[Calligrapher: (Running dog emoticon)]
As I guessed, the calligrapher had gone to sleep.
He also slept very soundly.
How do I know? Because the reply arrived just before lunchtime.
Of course, I skipped all the classes up until then.
– Knock knock,
As the classroom door opened, all the students in Class 3 turned their attention to the calligrapher.
As the calligrapher absentmindedly passed those gazes and walked slowly back to his seat,
“Calligrapher.”
Lee Soo-dok’s cold voice called out to the calligrapher.
He asks with a sharp look in his eyes.
“Why were you late?”
“I’m late, so—”
The calligrapher answers with a small yawn.
I looked back at Lee Soo-dok with a nonchalant look, but instead, the faces of the students watching the situation turned pale.
With such an attitude in front of a human butcher, you’d think they’d be cleaning up a corpse today.
Maybe we won’t even find the body… … .
“What were you doing that made you oversleep?”
“I trained in magic.”
“What kind of training?”
“Grant me a magic bullet.”
—In the part where he cuts off the calligrapher’s eyes unconsciously turned to me, and Lee Soo-dok seemed to catch it.
When I suddenly see her eyes gleaming in my direction.
Even the gaze seemed to have become more intense.
‘It’s burdensome… … .’
I don’t know why it does that every time I see it.
No matter how much I think about it, I have no connection with that guy… … .
Lee Soo-dok glared at me and Seo Ye-in alternately, thought about something for a moment, and then looked away.
“Make sure to take care of your condition. If you’re late again, you’ll get a penalty point.”
“yes.”
Classes resumed.
In an atmosphere that has become more heavily settled.
It was a blessing in disguise that it was already lunchtime.
* * *
“You mastered ‘distribution’?”
“huh.”
“Let’s take a look.”
The calligrapher opened one hand.
In the blink of an eye, a cube of mana appeared.
It uses the amount of mana equivalent to that of a F-class [Magic Bullet] without using a glass box, and the mana inside is also evenly distributed.
I nodded.
“Perfect.”
It was a perfect ‘distribution’ without any flaws.
The learning speed was also faster than mine.
I had set the shortest record in the history of
It was a truly diabolical talent.
‘This makes it difficult to teach.’
“Should I practice magic bullets today too?”
“good.”
The calligrapher accepted my offer right away, as if he had been waiting for it.
We went into one of the Manayeon studios just like yesterday.
“We will now begin the second magic bullet special lecture.”
“and-“
The calligrapher clapped silently again.
I floated the mana cube that had been ‘distributed’ over my hand.
“The magic bullet is half ‘distribution’ and the other half ‘compression’.”
The size of the cube was instantly compressed by half.
The shrunken cube continued to shrink by half, and then by half again, until it finally shrunk to the size of a bullet.
“Let’s start by gradually reducing it like this.”
“huh.”
The calligrapher created a mana cube.
Let’s just focus our mind and things start to go in and out here and there.
Then eventually one side collapses and the mana leaks out like a punctured balloon.
He glances at me, but it’s nothing new to me.
It’s like that for everyone at first.
“again.”
The cube was pressed up and down, flattened, and then returned to its original shape.
It then stretched upwards and then returned to its original shape.
After repeating this several times, it gets crushed again like a punctured balloon.
“again.”
The calligrapher kept trying to compress it, but failed every time.
Again, again, again.
As the number of times increased, the doubts in my heart also grew.
‘It shouldn’t take this long, right?’
The calligrapher looked at me, holding the crumbling mana cube in his hand.
As always, he has a blank expression, but somehow his eyes seem to be asking for help.
It’s best to realize this directly, but I’ll have to give you some direction.
“Mana.”
A calligrapher who immediately creates a new mana cube.
I gathered a tiny grain of mana on the tip of my index finger and poked the cube.
– Pong,
The grain dug into the cube and settled in the exact center.
“Think of that as the core and do it. Think of it as putting pressure on the outside and pulling in the inside.”
“… … .”
The calligrapher nodded slightly and concentrated.
For a while nothing happened.
But soon the size of the cube began to slowly decrease.
It kept shrinking and shrinking until it finally became a small bullet.
I was so dumbfounded that I burst out laughing.
‘I’m going to do this in one go.’
I think it’s genius to be able to figure it out right away just by being given a direction.
The calligrapher looked a little excited, perhaps because a difficult problem had been solved.
“Now, just practice the same way you did yesterday. You can do it in one breath.”
– Exactly!
As soon as I snapped my fingers, a magic bullet was wedged between my thumb and index finger.
When ‘distribution’ and ‘compression’ occur in an instant, the process of creating and compressing a cube is not visible, and only the bullet remains.
Only when you reach that level will you be given the [Magic Bullet] skill.
That’s because my class is support, but if I were a musketeer, I think my magic bullet level would have been C-rank by now.
“I’ll be in the next room. Send me a message when you get the skill.”
“huh.”
I waited while touching the cube of life.
I didn’t concentrate deeply because I had a strong feeling that it would end early.
Indeed, I only cast [Amplify] twice and yet I received a message.
[Calligrapher: Got it]
[Kim Ho: Magic bullet?]
[Calligrapher: ㅇㅇ]
[Calligrapher: (Clumsy bear emoticon)]
[Kim Ho: kk]
As I entered the Manayeon studio, the calligrapher extended her hand to me as if she was watching me.
A blue-colored bullet is placed on the hand.
A perfectly formed F-grade magic bullet.
I let out a hollow laugh.
‘I can’t believe it even though I see it.’
Who would believe me if I told you that it took less than half a day to learn the [Magic Bullet] skill, from distribution to compression?
Even I, who watched the whole process, can’t believe it.
I suddenly feel greedy.
I think it would save a lot of time, and I think it would be okay to skip one more step.
“While you’re at it, do you want to try E-class?”
“huh.”
We borrowed a larger glass box from the training center.
E-class compresses mana by more than three times, so it is more than F-class in quantity.
This means that we have to start over from distribution.
But since you’ve probably gotten the hang of it in F-class, E-class will take much less time.
That day, the calligrapher finally succeeded in raising the rank of [Magic Bullet] by one level.
* * *
The sandstorm blew.
The sun is already beating down hotly, and sometimes even the heated sand flies in and sticks to your body, so you’ll want to get out of here as soon as possible.
But the calligrapher sat down on the hot sand without any concern.
In her hand she held a long, thick rifle that had a black sheen, the optical camouflage ghillie suit making it transparent.
[Calligrapher 99% vs. Kwak Ji-cheol 98%]
The other party, Kwak Ji-cheol, was also nowhere to be seen.
It’s not a transparent ghillie suit, but it’s hidden inside a raised sand dune.
A geomancer belonging to the Emerald Tower.
In a desert like this, it was truly the worst opponent.
Of course, from the perspective of the magician Gwak Ji-cheol, the musketeer is not a very welcome opponent.
There’s a reason why people always say that musketeers and wizards don’t go together well.
However, he had witnessed the placement ceremony of Seo Ye-in and Song Cheon-hye.
I learned how to deal with a hidden musketeer from Song Cheon-hye, and I was copying the same tactics she used.
Although his magical power was not as overwhelming as Song Cheon-hye’s, he was more confident in his defense as he was skilled in native magic.
First, Kwak Ji-cheol wrapped his body in magical power like armor.
Then he pulled up sand around it to create a mound, then injected mana into it to harden it.
The calligrapher read all that information through his ‘eyes.’
[Magic Armor (E)]
[Earth Barrier (D)]
Gwak Ji-cheol casts additional magic after solidifying his defenses like a turtle.
[Earth Grabber (E)]
Hands made of sand walk around, feeling their way across the ground.
The moment they catch sight of the calligrapher, those hands will grab her all at once and hinder her movements.
It would be very easy to finish off an immobile musketeer.
The Hands of the Sand were gradually expanding their search area.
It seems like it’s only a matter of time before they get caught.
Even if she couldn’t be caught, there was a very good chance that she would be discovered just by the footprints she made in the sand the moment she took a step.
“… … .”
But there was not a single hint of crisis on the calligrapher’s face.
She opened one hand.
Mana condensed on the white palm and was compressed tightly into the shape of a bullet.
When you hold the completed magic bullet to the rifle, it seeps inside.
The calligrapher observed the sand dune where Gwak Ji-cheol was hiding through the scope.
Her eyes read the flow of magic that held the sand dunes together.
A part where the flow is unnaturally interrupted.
That kind of place has always been my weak point.
I took aim calmly and pulled the trigger,
– Kkwadkku!
The magic bullet that flew through the air shattered not only Gwak Ji-cheol’s solid sand mound, but also the lightly wrapped magic armor he was wearing.
The sand dune collapsed, revealing Kwak Ji-cheol’s figure.
Kwak Ji-cheol’s vision suddenly opened up, and he was momentarily unable to grasp the situation, but his face quickly turned red with shock.
“No, this, this,”
What kind of nonsense is this?
Song Cheon-hye’s barrier couldn’t be broken through, so how could her own barrier, which had higher defensive power, be broken so easily?
But there was no time to panic.
‘We must stop it!’
Kwak Ji-cheol hurriedly gathered sand to repair the Earth Barrier, but before he could, a second bullet flew in and struck him in the face.
– Boom!
“… … .”
Kwak Ji-cheol loses consciousness and falls backwards.
[Calligrapher Win vs Kwak Ji-cheol Lose]
[Personal Battle: 630+30 points]
The calligrapher stared blankly at the scoreboard, then suddenly tilted her head.
And then he lifted his finger and poked the corner of his mouth.
I felt like it went up a little bit.
The supporters ate it all
