The Reincarnated Person Became a Professor at the Academy

When he first showed her the magic circle, she decided to take lessons from him.

He was someone who could elevate her magic to a higher level.

Even if it was someone else’s ‘legacy’ obtained from somewhere else, that legacy had value.

She believed so.

When she first took his lesson, she thought, “How can someone be so brutish in training others?”

‘It was the most effective.’

Indeed, it was remarkably effective.

The difference between Shin Yura before and after mastering that lesson was enormous.

Even if Shin Yura used countless spells, she wouldn’t be able to win against the Shin Yura who mastered the lesson.

In fact, those who couldn’t enroll in that lesson were still quietly protesting at school.

But who was Han Seojin?

A lone wolf, self-righteous, walking the path of an unparalleled emperor.

No matter what anyone said, he acted according to his own will.

Some would see his actions and say he would soon fall, gossiping that they would watch and see when he eventually fails.

‘Nonsense.’

Shin Yura, who observed him closest, dismissed it as nonsense.

It was only natural.

His accomplishments were not something that could be judged by those of such a level.

Watching from the side, it was clear.

Being taught by him, it was clear.

‘He can’t be judged by such trivial evaluations.’

Strange.

And yet, it was strange.

She grew up hearing such words.

Outside, she was hailed as a magical genius, but within her family, some viewed her with those eyes.

A monster.

An incomprehensible being.

She always said it was easy.

However, when asked how she did it, she couldn’t say anything.

Magic was as easy for her as breathing.

So, she didn’t understand others’ hearts well.

Why couldn’t they do something this easy?

And through Han Seojin, Shin Yura could understand what that feeling was.

The only difference between Shin Yura and Han Seojin was…

-It’s simple. Think of mana as water particles and infuse your will into all of them.

-…What?

-…You don’t even know this yet?

He easily explained what she found difficult.

As if he had taught many others before.

However, the look in his eyes afterward hurt her pride.

His blue eyes became a bit kinder.

From then on, he taught her even more.

-First, breathe in the mana…

-…No, that’s basic.

-…Ah! This much is basic.

And soon, she found out what it contained.

Idiot.

He didn’t actually think so, but Han Seojin approached Shin Yura’s lessons with the mindset of teaching an idiot, or an animal.

Although he didn’t say it, it enormously hurt Shin Yura’s pride.

So, this trip to the Magic Tower was something she looked forward to a little.

It might help to correct his disappointment.

She was determined.

Even if she had to roll in the mud, she was willing to fully accept his lessons.

So, with half anticipation and half excitement…

[Ah, hello. I, I am now 5,381 years old, a, and my attribute is wind spirit.]

“…….”

She obtained a spirit.

[Unique Trait, Wind Spirit (S) obtained.]

To be honest, the wind spirit didn’t really suit Shin Yura.

‘Rather, it’s Yoo Seolang who fits.’

Unique Trait, Void.

And a twist trait on top of that.

If we only considered potential among the students, he might have the highest.

Even though Yoo Eunchae, who always performed at least twice as well in any situation, had quite high potential.

‘Something, there’s something.’

There was always a decisive something missing.

Normally, with that level of ability, one’s value would be high anywhere.

‘Moreover, there’s also an inherent drawback.’

Could it be because she possesses too many abilities?

There were many abilities that Yoo Eunchae could not handle properly.

Although she handled them at a 9 out of 10 level.

‘It feels like she can’t surpass that.’

However, the abilities she possessed were real.

Or perhaps, it might be some sort of penalty for her abilities.

Initially, the ability to change traits like that was peculiar.

If it was a similar ability to changing unique traits…

‘Seon Woo-hyun is similar too.’

Seon Woo-hyun feels more like something ‘used.’

Using the power of various heroes by infusing it into himself?

It’s close to that feeling.

And Shin Yoo-ra…

‘How should I say it?’

A genius magician.

Yet, there was a strong sense of being ‘trapped.’

Normally, I didn’t teach these kinds of folks.

Because a genius trapped in their own shell and a mediocre person who followed my words through hard work…

If I had to choose between the two, I would choose the latter.

‘If it’s not a talent on par with mine anyway.’

Geniuses didn’t really mean much.

I had seen many geniuses so far, but how should I put it… they clung to what they could achieve like madmen, but if shown an insurmountable wall, they gave up.

That was not all.

The moment they saw the wall that was me, their mental images became fixed.

For instance, the Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique.

When I showed it, the martial artists in the martial world allocated their mental images to use my Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique.

The more frustrating part was that they didn’t even create the Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique properly.

Most of them just ended up creating inferior versions of my Heaven-Surrendering Godly Technique.

So, I believed the dark age of the martial world came because of this.

‘They should have been playing to their own strengths.’

Instead of leveraging their strengths, they faced the wall that was me and tried to break it down.

As a result, the martial world became filled with garbage.

The magic world was no different.

Others should have been focusing on self-development, but they turned into folks who only coveted my legacy.

The Tower Lord of the Red Tower did such a thing.

That alone shows the behavior of the other tower folks.

I looked at Shin Yoo-ra.

‘A genius living trapped under a mediocre ceiling.’

However, Shin Yura was slowly breaking through that ceiling.

I made it that way.

And her environment made it that way.

‘She has been praised for being so talented her whole life.’

There were many people similar to her.

Nearly eight of them.

They stimulated each other.

Until now, I had been focusing on teaching those who had not fully blossomed their talents.

‘It’s about time to teach them properly.’

However, there would be many participants.

Because there would be basic classes here.

“What kind of magic do you plan to teach this time?”

“Divine Thunderbolt.”

“……!!”

The reaction was explosive.

Shin Yura’s eyes trembled, along with the eyes of Nam Hye-rin, who was beside her.

With eyes filled with astonishment, the two looked at me.

“Divine Thunderbolt, by any chance…?”

“This is it.”

Crackle.

Black lightning sparked from his grip.

It was lightning imbued with the power of destruction.

Anything that stood in its way would be obliterated without a trace.

Thus, it was lightning that could split stars.

‘It was actually created by splitting something akin to a star.’

There was a time when an organization called Gyeolsa had to destroy something similar to a star.

Divine Thunderbolt was the magic that emerged from that destruction.

He did wonder whether he should reveal this or not.

Fiery Blaze.

And Moonlight Frost.

Mastering these two, and then resonating their magic together.

This technique was quite well-known.

‘The Emperor is virtually the only one who survived using it.’

Initially, I had to stick close.

However, seeing the state of the empire, it’s hard to stay around.

So, I gave her the spirit.

The spirit of the wind.

This will help you.

“Help me?”

“And it’s what you need the most. Your Flame of Renovation is weaker than your Moonlight Ice.”

“…Then, do I strengthen the Flame of Renovation with wind?”

“Yes.”

I taught the method of using Divine Thunderbolt.

“Flame of Renovation and Moonlight Ice. Use equal amounts of these two powers to induce repulsion. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“However, there are a few magic formulas and mana arrangements to use here.”

I taught the basics of those.

Only the basics. My current Divine Thunderbolt was too different from the initial stage.

“Can’t you just teach it to me as it is?”

Nam Hye-rin asked with a questioning look.

“You learned the Emperor Sword Technique from its original form, containing all your insights and even your manifestation. Would you teach it like that?”

“…Ah, I see, that’s what you mean.”

“Exactly.”

In simple terms, the former was easy to initiate.

The latter, however, was difficult to initiate, and since it contained insights and manifestations, it deviated from the original swordsmanship. This made it easy for martial artists to fall into the demonic deviation they feared.

‘Even wizards can fall into it.’

And one more thing.

“The reason I gave you the Spirit of the Wind is for two purposes.”

“The first is to enhance the Revolution Flame?”

“Yes. And the second is a safety mechanism.”

“…Can using magic be fatal?”

“Divine Thunderbolt is an extreme magic.”

It destroyed not only the opponent but also the user. That was the power I wanted from Divine Thunderbolt.

If it was not at that level, it wouldn’t exhibit such power.

Therefore, it was a magic of self-destruction.

“It’s better to use it more cautiously than other spells.”

“…How strong will I become if I can use this?”

“Well.”

I pondered for a moment.

Words that would moderately inspire without causing urgency.

That’s what was needed.

“If you fully master this.”

Their eyes followed me.

Nam Hye-rin’s indifferent yet somehow anxious gaze.

And Shin Yoo-ra’s expectant yet doubtful gaze, wondering if she could accomplish it.

“In the same realm, and even those in the Supreme Realm, there wouldn’t be anyone who could survive a direct hit from Divine Thunderbolt.”

“…I’ll do my best.”

Shin Yoo-ra clenched her fists.

She looked at me with eyes glistening with enthusiasm.

Yes, do your best.

If you don’t, Divine Thunderbolt is something you can never reach.

“Then, should I explore the empire a bit?”

“Why are you trying to leave alone?”

“……”

Nam Hye-rin tilted her head.

“If a friend suffers, you should suffer together.”

“……I don’t want to train even while traveling……”

“Traveling and sightseeing are good too. But if you don’t want to fall behind others, you should work hard.”

“……”

Nam Hye-rin went to swing her sword.

“Before you go, take this person with you.”

“That person is……”

A person, indeed.

I looked at the King of the Green Forest, who had a blank expression.

“Poong-ah…… Poong-ah unni……”

“Don’t you want to reclaim the Spirit of Wind?”

“What, what?! Are you saying you’ll give it back?!”

“No, it’s a bit too valuable.”

Seeing how they showed loyalty to me, it seemed they would ensure Shin Yoo-ra’s safety.

So, they could not be discarded.

“I can arrange a new Spirit of Wind for you.”

“Ha, that’s ridiculous. I am also a fairy who has reached the Supreme Realm. So, a spirit is…”

“Even if it’s a spirit with composite attributes?”

“What?!”

“A spirit with the attributes of the sky, don’t you desire it?”

Sky attributes.

Wind and lightning. And clouds and water, ice. The sky attribute encompassed these five composite attributes.

‘And it was also my original attribute.’

Although the power of eternity seeped in as I obtained Eternity, my essence was the magic of the sky attribute.

Therefore, it was easy for me to obtain that spirit.

“Teach her well. Then I’ll teach you.”

“How could I… No, I’m sorry.”

The Green Forest King closed her eyes for a moment.

“I’m not in a position to refuse. I owe you. As an apology, I will do so.”

“……”

What was this?

Did she gain some sort of realization?

The attitude had changed slightly.

‘I should watch for a while.’

There was something a bit more urgent.

The empire that would become my emergency fund.

I should boost their power a bit.

I closed my eyes.

I felt gazes. Many emotions were held.

Someone’s gaze was filled with doubt, and someone’s was filled with curiosity.

But, not the tower lords.

Suspicion and distrust. Those expressions were held there.

‘I told them not to say Han Seojin.’

I hoped there was a cocky one among the tower lords.

Thinking that, I looked at the tower lords with arrogant eyes.

‘There are many I don’t know?’

There were about three new faces.

I just knew the faces of two.

The remaining two were the Red Tower Lord and the Yellow Tower Lord.

‘I thought I would know the Purple Tower Lord.’

An unknown arrogant one was sitting in the tower lord’s seat.

Why was I arrogant? Because he was looking at me with eyes that said, “Let’s see how great you are.”

‘Well, as we talk, there will definitely be people who will know about me.’

Shall we start slowly?

“Come on, repeat after me.”

Before we begin.

“I am a blockhead.”

Just to educate you a bit.