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

Episode 299 Chapter 55: A New Professor (2)

A New Professor (2)

The Primal World Tree, the Cheonryeong Tree, extends its roots through the Primal Mountains, a place known as the source of life, where countless fairies and divine beasts lived.

There was even a joke that just breathing here would extend your lifespan, but 100 years ago, this place became off-limits to outsiders.

"Tsk, that was a perilous time."

Dwarf King, Geumgang paljeong.

At 318 years old, he had witnessed the entire history of modern magic.

In comparison, Eltman Eltwin, who was only 200 years old, was significantly younger but did not use the respectful tone one should use for an elder.

"Are you reminiscing about the old days? That makes you sound like an old man."

"Don't be arrogant, Eltman. You owe me a great debt."

"I paid it back twice over. When will you repay my favor?"

Eltman said with a wide grin, causing Geumgang paljeong to scowl deeply.

Turning his head the other way, he saw Florin smiling sweetly at his irritation.

"Calm your mind, King."

"Don't smirk, Elf King. Just seeing an elf's fake smile makes me feel dirty."

"Yes..."

At his harsh words, Florin looked sullen, and Geumgang paljeong felt a pang of guilt.

"Damn it! You're all a bunch of unpleasant people. Where is Duamri? ....Duamri!!!"

"Your aide? You sent him back because it was dangerous."

"Damn it."

The king exhaled heavily, and with a heavy thud, struck the ground with his metal staff.

Dust swirled up, blowing Florin's hair.

In the depths of the Primal Mountains.

The land of the dead giants.

100 years ago, the last giant in this world met its end.

The giant's corpse was so tall it pierced the clouds, and its body was large enough to build a nation upon.

Many coveted this mystical body made entirely of magic, but no one could take the giant's corpse.

This was because the location where the giant died was none other than the place where 'Damgal toywol' slept.

...Boom!!

Flinch!

At the distant tremor, Geumgang paljeong, Florin, and Eltman all halted and looked somewhere.

"...Where is the special analysis team?"

Geumgang paljeong asked with a serious expression, to which Eltman responded with a similarly stiff face.

"You know they can't come here. Instead, the association's wizards have set up an advance camp at the entrance. The academy seems to have set up a camp to analyze the 'movement,' but I doubt it will be of any use."

"Analyze the movement? What a pointless endeavor. How can you analyze sleep talking?"

"There's nothing impossible with magic. We just haven't done it yet."

"Ridiculous. If you can do anything, why don't you put that damned crescent moon to sleep?"

"That's why we came here."