I Became a Flashing Genius at the Magic Academy [158-362][English Translation]

Episode 225 Chapter 47: End Of Summer(5)

End Of Summer (5)

In that split second when the black scythe flew towards my neck, there was only one thought in my mind.

'I'm really going to die.'

Calculation? Strategy? Compromise?

None of it mattered.

All I could do was [blink] forward to the front.

Swish!

The seat where I had been standing and the windows on either side were all cut through as I managed to get close to him.

But even if I closed the distance, without my Terriphone, there was nothing I could do. Even if I had a weapon, it was questionable whether I could even hurt him.

So, I did nothing.

When I suddenly approached through teleportation, he seemed a little surprised, his eyes glinting as he jumped back.

Then he asked in a chilling voice.

"Blink... an unusual magic. Why didn't you attack?"

There was no need to explain that waving around this cheap staff, which was less valuable than a backscratcher to me, would be meaningless.

But there was no need to stay silent either. Rather... if he misunderstood something, I should take advantage of it.

"Cal Harimus."

I wasn't sure if I remembered correctly, but his eyes widened significantly.

'Witch Hunter.'

They are those who hunt witches, hidden in the shadows of the world, now thought to be extinct.

However... they give up all their identity to become Witch Hunters.

Their race, gender, age, name, and even their face.

It's unavoidable to fight witches. The abilities of witches often ensnare or bewitch their opponents like a drug, so they must abandon themselves.

"How do you know that name?"

"Why do you think? You figure it out."

"...Are you also a Witch Hunter?"

"Yes. I can't show you the proof right now, but isn't seeing the witch's crystal enough evidence?"

Since they live alone in the shadows of the world, their social skills are extremely poor. I needed to coax him gently with words.

He seemed to observe me closely, then narrowed his eyes slightly.

"But... you haven't discarded your face."

"It's temporary. The witch we tracked down this time is hiding in society."

"That's unusual... but do you have no pride as a Witch Hunter?"

"It's a witch I desperately want to kill, even at the cost of my pride. I can never forgive her."

Moved by my intense emotions, the Witch Hunter hesitated for a moment before lowering his staff.

"...I see."

This is why the abilities of Yeonhong Chun Sam Wol are so great. Even if it's not sincere, 'acting' makes your face reflect true feelings. This perfect performance can fool anyone.

"Now, give me the crystal. It's my spoils."

"Sorry. Here it is."

The Witch Hunter handed me the crystal ball.