Main Character Hides His Strength

Erfurt School of Magic.

Located on the foot of a rock surrounding the northwestern part of the golden city, it was closer to a fortress than a school.

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol opened the admission certificate handed over to Christian.

Although it was well decorated with a neat handwriting and a fancy suit, the current situation in the school is not good.

Kim Sung-cheol indifferently stared at the tall oak branches next to the school's front door, hanging corpses.

In front of the oak tree is a creepy red paint horse.

[Death is the only death for a group of heretics.]

[Inquisitor Magnus Maxima]

“Looks like you made it to the Inquisitor. ”

The school situation is more severe than I thought.

Thanks to this, it was easy to enter with a few pennies, but Kim Sung-cheol was able to see the dark darkness that lay throughout the school.

“I heard from Christian. ”

Admissions director Robert Danton was a thin, weary middle-aged man.

He covered up Kim Sung-cheol's paperwork with his eyes, then bit the pipe cigarette into his mouth and lit the fire.

“They say he's from the Summon Palace. ”

“Yes.”

“How did you know about this place? It wasn't easy to find just outside the golden city. ”

“I'm from the inner circle. I can't tell you who's looking out for me, but the Wizard who looked out for me told me about this school. ”

As always, Sung-cheol said in a bold tone.

Robert narrows his eyes and nods as he hears the word "inner circle."

“I did. I heard you felt differently than a regular new summoner. ”

Robert unpacked Kim Sung-cheol's paperwork and put a hammer-shaped stamp on the corner of the document.

After two hammers, Robert takes a deep whiff of pipe cigarettes and blurts them out.

“This concludes my admission. The Life Assistant will tell you what you need to do throughout your life, so just listen to him. ”

Kim Sung-cheol stood up and bowed to Robert.

It was time for Sung-cheol Kim to open the door.

“By the way, you heard the rumors, right? ”

You hear Robert's sharp voice curl up behind you.

Kim Sung-cheol slightly turned his head and stared at Robert's face sideways, opening his mouth.

“I heard that some followers of disaster or something appeared in the campus. ”

“You knew that and applied for Yonker. ”

Robert rumbles through his arms and grins, revealing a glittering jar of gold.

“Welcome to the crashing school. ”

What he had in his hand was a gold coin Kim Sung-cheol had handed to Christian.

An unfamiliar creature awaits you outside Robert's office.

“Student there. They're coming this way. ”

Homeunculus.

Unlike the Summon Palace, there is no difference between an ugly look, an eerie voice, and an arrogant action beggar, except in undergraduate clothing.

Kim Sung-cheol secretly thought, looking at the homunculus approaching him.

‘It turned out these monsters were made from a wizard's flask. It also imitates fairies. ’

Homeunculus is an imitation of a fairy.

It's similar in size and mimics a fairy.

However, Homunklaus is ugly and disgusting compared to fairies who look lovely and cute, and is not compared to magical abilities.

In short, it is a poor and crude replica, but it seems to be used a lot because they are convenient if you educate them well.

“Cadet! This assistant is your life assistant who is tasked with guiding and delivering the entire contents of your school life. This assistant will speak only once, so I want you to tighten your anus and listen carefully to her teachings! ”

Life Assistant first took Kim Sung-cheol to the office.

“Here at the academy, you can choose the magicians you want to learn from! Hurry up and tell the staff what kind of magic you want! ”

Kim Sung-cheol knew what to do from here, although his unintended involvement with Homunchlus was a bit confusing.

‘This is the Office. ’

Writers stacked up with paperwork.

An elven woman sitting at a desk in front of him stares at this place with her eyes wide open.

Before going to school, Kim Sung-cheol asked Christian about the most powerful magic he could learn in Airfurt.

Christian replied without hesitation.

“While it's flamethrower to talk about magical power, the most powerful scholars of magic are the engineering factions that draw on the power of the sky. ”

“The astronomers? The Meteors? ”

Christian nods.

Kim Sung-cheol's reaction was aesthetic.

“It's an engineering paradigm. I must admit its power is admissible. But isn't their magic something that can only be used in a major war? ”

Hasenius Max, king of demons, is a skilled warrior and cunning wizard to defeat.

Lee Man-hwa will honestly welcome you to a long and slow magic exhibition such as Meteor.

“The engineering faction is often portrayed as being strong before groups and weak before confrontations, but the reality is slightly different. ”

Then Christian gave a different opinion.

“A few skilled engineering wizards can summon the pure light of the heavens to burn most of their enemies. ”

“I've never seen such magic. ”

At least none of the wizards Kim Sung-cheol has dealt with so far have used such magic.

Christian replied with a bitter smile.

“It's very hard to learn. The intuition and magic required is so high that it only takes five years to master the intro magic. ”

“Five years?”

“Yes, based on an average freshman. Reading and meditating books without any bass is not easy to break through to Magic Power 130 and Intuition 100. As you know, raising your stats with basic behaviors tends to be less efficient as the numbers go up, right? ”

Kim Sung-cheol nodded and opened his mouth.

“Obviously. That's why if there's a battle or a quest or a gig, you hang on to it. ”

“But you're a mighty warrior, aren't you? If you are a warrior, you can become a major engineer and choose a minor to become a magical swordsman to achieve events and quests in your school and grow quickly. ”

Christian's plan was meticulous and thorough.

He handed Kim Sung-cheol a booklet containing all the quests and ritual events he knew.

Kim Sung-cheol, who read the booklet, clearly thought that Christian was the one who was paying the money according to him.

If he was a great man like Krill Rigall, he would have advised the great flamethrowers without much thought.

However, one question occurred in Kim Sung-cheol's mind.

“Why do you think I'm a minor in Magic Swordsmanship? Don't you think you can choose your minor to be a flamethrower or an icebreaker? ”

Christian then shakes his head and explains why in an orderly fashion.

There are unique waves and flows in the magic family, mainly in flamethrography, glacial, metallurgical, command and engineering, and the more you use them, the more unique waves accumulate like nite in the caster's body.

This is called a magical fingerprint.

If a wizard has more than one magical fingerprint, the magical fingerprints will conflict with and have an adverse effect on the other.

If it's minor, you won't be able to use the Parent Magic, but if it's serious, it can lead to a runaway and lose your life.

Therefore, a minor in the School of Magic is a prerequisite for the fact that no magical fingerprints will occur.

Magic Swords, Dimensions, Druids, Astrology, Sensitivity, and Alchemy.

“What would you choose as your main specialty? In my school, the area of prestige is the Ice Creek and the Flame Faction. ”

The Elven woman gave Kim Sung-cheol a list of the main specialties she currently teaches in Airfurt.

There were five species of flamethrography, glacial, commanderial, electroencephalography, and perforation, and the names of the currently famous school wizards were listed under each state department.

‘Obviously, the flamethrowers and the icebergs are a lot of people. The middle of a huge magical guild, the Royal Wizard... "

On the other hand, only one name was written in the engineering group.

Altuzius Zero.

Professor of the Eifurt School of Magic.

He's not the principal. He's a professor.

The weight of the names of the elders is unmatched compared to other places.

Nevertheless, Kim Sung-cheol did not hesitate to take the first path he chose.

“I've decided to be an engineer. ”

“Oh, you're going to be an engineer? Even if you are a Summoner from the palace, it will never be an easy road. ”

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol didn't break his will.

The elven woman who looked straight at his eyes no longer vomited and wrote something on the document.

“What would you do with your minor? ”

Likewise, the Elven woman gave Kim Sung-cheol a list of her minor studies in Airfurt.

Among them, there were dimensionalists, illusionists, sensitizers, archaeologists, and alchemists leading Christian's recommended Magic Swordsmanship.

Kim Sung-cheol pondered for a moment about the dual magical swordsmen and the alchemists.

In the case of Magic Swordsmanship, it is no exaggeration to say that Kim Sung-cheol started from the beginning with nothing more to learn.

Those so-called Magic Swordsmen Kim Sung-cheol has been dealing with are merely Magic Swordsmen.

Kim Sung-cheol couldn't feel any interest in the Magic Swordsman since he had already seen the limit with his own eyes.

‘Juicy skills may work in the fight under the veil, but they are meaningless in front of absolute power. ’

If I chose the Magic Swordsman, I don't know if I would be able to get the reward easily and justly from the quests and formal events that existed in the school later, but I didn't like Kim Sung-cheol walking the easy path.

Since I came to the Hall of Learning, I thought learning one might be more helpful in the fight afterwards.

At the end of the garage, Kim Sung-cheol said in a bold voice towards an elven woman yawning.

“I'm going to be an alchemist. ”

The elven woman glanced at Kim Sung-cheol and muttered.

“Oh, you're choosing one less popular subject. You have a unique taste. ”

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol left the office regardless.

Outside, there was a lifeguard with a furious face waiting for him.

“You... Human! Why are you so late? Do you have any idea how busy this lifeguard is? ”

Kim Sung-cheol couldn't find any reason to cope with a particularly inferior creature.

Instead, he pointed his finger forward.

“Next course. ”

“Y-you 're such an arrogant freshman. Th-that's good. There is a face that has been accumulated for this life-support, so just bear it this once. Come on, come on! ”

The next place Homunklace led was a small room with a large wizard's hat.

However, it is unusual that a hat has human eyes, nose, and mouth.

Kim Sung-cheol knew the identity of the hat.

Old Jogbat.

If you put it on your head with a live hat, it is said to be an Airfurt Magic School attraction that determines the students' aptitude and qualities momentarily and tells them the name of the proper residence.

“Hey, come on, put on that hat! If you wear a hat, you recommend the right dormitory for the cadets! ”

Life assistant began to rub his hands around Kim Sung-cheol.

Kim Sung-cheol sat down in a chair and put a hat with an eyelid on his knee and stared quietly.

‘You said you had a tip when you wrote this one. ’

According to Christian, if you write Old Jogbat on your head and say the name of the dormitory you want to go to three times in your mind, Old Jogbat understands the meaning like a ghost and tells you the name of the desired dormitory.

I don't know how that is possible, but Kim Sung-cheol took the old Jogbat over his head.

At the next moment, I felt a familiar touch on the top of my head.

I remembered a faint smile on Kim Sung-cheol's mouth.

‘This... is a dream. ’

Kim Sung-cheol immediately understood the identity of the hat.

He put a nightmare inside his hat and cheated.

I don't know what kind of joke he made me talk about, but Kim Sung-cheol felt an unpleasant aura of tentacles peering into his head.

At that moment, Kim Sung-cheol stopped thinking and came up with a clear purpose in his head.

‘I'll kill you! ’

Next, Kim Sung-cheol remembered the corpses of the nightmares who had become blood loaves.

“Hee-hee!!!! ”

The talking hat screams.

It was more like a beast's cry than a man's.

“W-what happened? Old Jogbat screaming! This is an unprecedented accident! ”

Kim Sung-cheol corrected his thoughts, loosened his mind, and then repeated one word three times as the life assistant who was watching was frightened.

‘The coffin of returning, the coffin of returning, the coffin of returning. ’

After fulfilling the conditions, Montma, who was screaming, stopped screaming and vomited a strange voice with the name Kim Sung-cheol wanted.

“The Coffin of Repentance! ”

That ended Happiness in the middle.

Montma is a simple and ignorant creature.

Kim Sung-cheol took off the old Jogbat and put it on the chair, and the hat appeared as if nothing had happened.

Kim Sung-cheol approached and opened his mouth to a lifeguard who was still in shock.

“It's called the Circumcision. ”

“I-I heard that, too! But the coffin... Something's wrong with it! ”

Life assistant reacts strangely.

“The coffin is no longer used as a dormitory...”

“But what can I do? That hat already told me about the dormitory. ”

I don't know about anything else, but it makes sense for old Jogbat to have a higher right to choose a dormitory than Homunklaus.

Life Assistant soon led Kim Sung-cheol to the coffin of the semi-religious group.

Soon, a seedy mansion hidden in the shadow of the castle wall appeared.

The building was faded in color and the garden was full of dry bushes, as if it were no longer used.

“Th-this is the coffin of repentance! I... I have work to do, so I'll be going now, so I'll take care of my own room! ”

The lifeguard left in a panic.

This coffin was inevitable because the unusual appearance was also the source of the terrifying rumors that aroused the creeps of the listeners in the summer.

Nevertheless, the reason Kim Sung-cheol chose his coffin as his dormitory is simple.

The sarcophagus is one of the oldest buildings in Airfurt, with traces of the school's ancestors hidden throughout the building.

Of course, the trail is hard for ordinary students and some things that are purely malicious exist. However, if we can overcome the obstacle, Kim Sung-cheol will be able to achieve the rapid growth he wants.

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol took a step into the coffin without hesion.