I was born as a Son of Villain

The first class of magical introspection took place in a large auditorium. Two hundred students sat together to take the class.

“You have a lot of people in your introduction class. Aren't magicians the only ones who come in here? ”

Shin Yu-yeon asked, wandering around the weaklings around curiously. Fei shrugs and replies.

“There are two acceptance criteria for magic. Talent and magic skills. Plus, how dense is that? Those who have learned magic can have a high level of class from the beginning. People who are recognized for their talents learn slowly from the introduction. ”

There are many scholarships for talented people in the expensive tuition fees of the Cameron Institute. Magic is the discipline of talent. If you can accept the ten children of a talented noble and cultivate a poor civilian, that's all you have left.

One excess aristocrat feeds on the high blood of the commoners, but the unproductive civilization takes the world's civilization to the next level.

If Pays had joined the Magic Department, he would have been exempt from the tuition fee. But it's a tuition waiver, and the unilateral and senior exemptions + a come in. It is a matter of whether to avoid the deficit but gain over the deficit.

Pei examines the seated faces. Not just new, but also people who smell like wizards.

“And one more thing. The professor in this class is famous for being a freak. You're hoping you'll learn something new. ”

Almost always with himself. When did he investigate all that? Shin Yu-yeon was just curious.

The professor of the Introduction to Magic was Dran. When he first stood in the church, he started drawing a pattern on the blackboard. It was not that complex a pattern. I painted Dran's portrait with all my might.

When the shape is completed, the drane will have the perfect chalk! I put it down in a loud voice.

“It's a magic I made three minutes ago. If you've got it all memorized, come out and try it. I'll give you the highest score if I can. ”

The newborns are delirious. The hunters are busy copying the figures on the chalkboard, then, with their forsaken faces.

“What, what is this? ”

Shin You-yeon looked at the book, sitting on a chair, throwing one of the figures. Pei smiles as she sees it.

“You said you were famous for being a freak, right? Magic is more than half talented. Actually, it's all there is. It's a test of his talent. ”

“Isn't talent a test for admission? ”

“It's a little different than that. The type of development.”

What kind of test did Athens take when he started his sorcery class? Shape memory, hydrothermal memorization, and pattern finding were tested for their ability to feel soul. And this test is like putting them all together.

You must memorize the shapes perfectly within a limited time to cast a spell.

Unlike the law that had a high proportion of boys, there were many young people and teenagers, unlike magic. Some people seemed to be adults. It is because there are many people who want to enter as many times as there are many people.

“Good luck.”

He tapped his shoulder to stare at the chalkboard and Fei went out to the steel. Dran looks up from the book and finds Faye.

“First. ”

Dran greets Fey with a crooked smile. I didn't feel particularly sarcastic. An arrogant smile for a tenured professor?

“The first time I came out, I didn't give or give any additional points. ”

“I don't want to. ”

Fei felt people's gaze. Is that so? Or a tough guy. That's the gaze. You'll see if it's defeated or not.

Pei used a free performance to squeeze the soul that was in the atmosphere. Dealing with the Spirit Master Fei's soul is as easy as breathing.

A spirit that is invisible but clearly present moves. As Dran gestures, his spirit shifts and Faye's pattern of shapes begins to become visible to him.

“Why? Do I lose focus when I see it? Get rid of it?”

“I'm fine.”

This can be done with my eyes closed. It is not a stage to be seduced except in plain sight. As Fei completes the shape, they scatter to the ground, but the winds of the mountains sweep through it once.

Once a breeze is created and dry, it is more practical than light. So it's much simpler.

Clap. Dran applauds.

“It's been two years. If you had just gotten in two years early, you could have been a ten year pass, which is a shame. Magic Introduction Lesson is Scored. Take care of the rest of the class. ”

“Thank you."

The classroom was engulfed in a terrible silence. I didn't tell anyone. Fei's footsteps echo.

Fei bowed his head and lowered his strength and sat down next to Shinwiyeon again. Then there was a small disturbance in the classroom.

It's been two years. While Dran spoke lightly, his first lecture was notorious. The pattern that Dran created must be unmistakable. The magic that Dran created all of a sudden is not as powerful as performance or practical. Instead, the pattern is much simpler than practical magic.

But it's not worth trying to relax that it's magic, and it's spreading it out into oblivion. Some students predicted exactly what they would do and what would happen from now on.

When one person succeeds, confident or unfamiliar rookies begin to step out of the club one by one.

As the newcomers weave their magic, Dran uses magic to visualize his soul, and the violence spills out.

“Screw you! What's with all the sloth! Learn to chase spiders around! Even if you try 10 years, you won't be able to keep up with that spider web! ”

“Magic is shapes and patterns. You're missing a pattern. You're drawing a shape! Five-year-old doodling is better than this! ”

“It's like looking at your brain. If you die, donate the body. I want to know what kind of structure the punctured brain is doing. ”

“My frown lines are more complex than your pattern! How did this guy pass the entrance exam? ”

Dran gives a cheerful speech to those who have challenged and failed, as if to imprint on everyone's nickname as a nerd. Occasionally, even those who practice tricks found them like ghosts.

“Oh, you finished imprinting in such a short time? Efforts are hypothetical, but you're hopeless if you have to use this much magic to imprint. Pack up and go home! ”

A rookie who was about to secretly brand and use magic hid in the corner of the classroom with his face full of shame. Everyone looked at him with sympathy. I'm glad I didn't fail and get caught cheating.

Dran briefly closes the book as no one challenges him.

“Any challengers? Keep one thing in mind: Failure adds up to performance. Except for that prick who got branded! ”

A rookie sticks his head out at the addition point and bows.

The word "addition point" resulted in new recruits being reinforced one by one. None of the constituents stepped up. When they finished taking notes of the pattern, they were comfortably looking at the new recruits' jokes.

The abuse of Dran continues. Occasionally, very rarely, compliments came out.

“I see a possibility. Be serious.”

“I wrote the pattern properly. However, he is too focused on patterning to be willing to express his magic. Grow your mind and you'll be a good wizard. ”

“I can see one or two spots, but overall they're clean. Don't be lazy to exercise your memory. ”

Shin Yoo-yeon came back smiling and boasted to Fei, who had never done memory training in his life.

“I've been praised. You have a gift for magic. ”

“I've heard a lot about you, because I'm a genius monster, but you're also a miserable monster. ”

“Thank you.”

Shin You-yeon smiled and replied, but she looked a little tired. It's easy for Payne, but it's too demanding to give patterns and use them as a blind person for the first time. Nevertheless, it is a proof that Shin Yu-yeon's talent is great.

I wonder why none of these guys are known in Mills Saga at all. Oh, there's a way it won't go unnoticed. Dead people don't become famous.

Then life is too risky for him. Even if you go to explore the maze on your own and return to look for the symbol of the family, you won't be recognized by the family. There is no family in front of power. In Shin Yu-yeon's case, the family has come to an agreement, but there is a commotion next to her.

The parties say it's okay, but fuck you. My family is bean flour. I don't know when Pic will fall and die.

I hate acting like a protagonist....... but let's go and decide later.

Fei slashed his time doodling on his desk and fell asleep to see if his brain activity had worn off. The class lasted three hours, more than an hour until the end.

When the class was over, all the new recruits who had noticed suddenly got harassed or complimented once, and the drone left the classroom without speaking.

The first blue lesson left the miserable Stragglers fallen in the same blasphemy as the bombing.

That was no different in the second class. Dran shows off why he is called a weirdo. His class was unbearable.

“Second time. This class is a magical introduction. Time to learn the basics of magic. What is magic, then? Imitate. Imitate every phenomenon that exists in the world and change it to your taste buds to achieve what you want. That's the source of magic you know. Distortion of the world. Distortion of the soul that makes up the world. That's the magical essence. ”

The blackboard draws a picture of the world and creates a person who looks like a villain. It seemed to be the magical image that Dran thought. A villain who destroys the world. I couldn't say it was wrong.

“And how does that distortion work? That's the shape, the pattern. Everything has a soul, and the soul has a shape. The shape is represented by shapes and patterns. Fire has shapes of fire, water has shapes of water, and wood has shapes of trees. ”

Sprouts were drawn, seedlings were drawn, trees were drawn. A huge flame rises vividly within the chalkboard, like a campfire, a wildfire, and a village that will burn down.

Dran's drawing skills were quite good. If you draw complex shapes with your hands, your drawing skills will naturally increase.

“Finding geometry is our first job. In fact, you don't have to do this. History solved it. All you have to do is go to the central library and find the desired pattern. You can find all the jittery patterns. Be at ease because you were born late. ”

“Go back and find the shape, and we're done? That can't be right. So there is only the word shape in magic and the word pattern could not be found. Patterns, rules that appear between different things. or regularity. Repeats. The question is, are all trees the same? Are all fires the same? ”

He pointed to the drawing that Dran painted one by one. Sprouts and seeds and trees, big and small flames.

“No, every object is unique and there is no soul with the same shape in the world. ”

The person who looked like a student replied. Dran stabs between the seedlings and the tree with chalk.

“Yes. Souls of the same shape do not exist in the world. But they have something in common, too. Trees have rules. Fire has rules of fire. This is what our wizards call it. Pattern.”

I wrote on the chalkboard that Dran is a pattern.

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