I got into school for nothing - 59
I got into school for nothing (59)
Lesson 13. Because I must see you kneel - 4
[Obtained Life 3, Demonic Beast 4, Physique 2, Wildness 3.5.]
“Rucell, I don’t think there are any living ones left now.”
“Hoo, hooooh...”
Rucell, who had been rampaging excitedly amidst the indiscriminately swarming monsters, only regained her senses and looked up after hearing Ban Yuwon’s words.
To rendezvous with either As Light or Dokgo Yeon, they had picked a point and advanced in a straight line, for about ten minutes, disassembling and absorbing every concept of the walls blocking their path.
It was as if they had decided to openly show their true colors now, as monsters swarmed in from all directions, and they had just finished beating them all down in one spot.
“Wildness came out as 3.5. Come here.”
After classifying the concepts, he injected the Wildness conceptual string into Rucell’s body, and she let out a strangely suggestive sound, her body trembling slightly.
Ban Yuwon was convinced she was provoking him, but every time he gave her a stern look, she would droop her eyebrows like an unfairly accused puppy and whine (the catch being that most of the time, she wasn’t actually innocent in these cases), making it impossible for him to truly interrogate her.
“I want to join the others quickly...”
“Yes, that’s truly the case.”
Our Rucell can read from a textbook so well, can’t she?
Ban Yuwon sighed and checked the concepts within his body.
Life had already risen to 392.
Considering it was 360 when he left the academy, he could say he had grown quite a bit... but it was still insufficient.
He had hoped to reach 400 before encountering an enemy within this place, if possible.
Seeing the growth rate of Life gradually slowing down, it didn’t seem like it would be that easy.
“Whoever appears, I will protect my Master...!”
“Thank you, Rucell.”
You’re the scariest one.
While he was thinking that, Ban Yuwon sensed something flying towards them at an extremely fast speed.
The moment he reflexively stretched out his hand.
“First, I’ll snatch that hand away from you!”
A man’s voice, which he had heard somewhere before, pounded in his ears.
“Master!”
Rucell cried out in shock and rushed towards him.
What she saw that made her react that way, Ban Yuwon soon realized.
‘This is...?’
A massive flow of mana felt directly in front of his outstretched hand.
This, too, was a pattern of magic he had experienced sometime before.
Boom.
“I’ll return it to you in full, Ban Yuwon!”
“Master... *Gasp*?!”
The man’s voice, filled with malice.
Rucell, who had been rushing towards him, suddenly stopped, blocked by monsters ‘sprouting’ from all directions, and roared ferociously.
A truly massive bullet that rushed as if to shatter his body, creating real-time mana reactions—.
“Haha.”
Despite the urgent situation, Ban Yuwon let out a hollow laugh.
Hadn’t he experienced this exact same situation before?
What’s more, now that he was even more skilled at handling Authority than back then—.
[Forcibly seizing Magic Bomb 50!]
It was possible to so simply extract and take all the concepts of an object.
“What...?!”
As the unnecessarily massive bullet, which had obstructed his vision, vanished, he was finally able to get a clear look at him.
The man who, having been defeated by Ban Yuwon in a sparring match during class and unable to accept it, had tried to kill him only to have his right arm severed.
It was Irekto.
“But...”
He hadn’t expected to encounter him again here, but there was something even more surprising: the mechanical forearm where his right arm used to be.
Honestly, he thought it was incredibly cool.
“What’s that cyberpunk-ish arm? Did you shoot that just now with it?”
“You, how could you...!”
However, unfortunately, Irekto didn’t seem to have any intention of telling Ban Yuwon the origin of his mechanical forearm.
“What did you do with the Magic Bomb, Ban Yuwon!”
To Irekto, who was practically screaming, Ban Yuwon shrugged and replied.
“If you saw the video uploaded on the Rebellion channel, you’d know.”
“That kind of thing is obviously manipulated... *Gasp*!”
Irekto was about to shout something but then shut his mouth.
Since his own body proved that the Rebellion channel’s video wasn’t manipulated, he couldn’t spout such nonsense now.
Ban Yuwon examined the golden thread coiled around his arm—the conceptual string of the Magic Bomb, with a Depth of no less than 50—and then spoke.
“Right, you surely didn’t just fire that off to check if it was manipulated, did you...? Did you also join hands with those Exodus guys?”
“Don’t compare me to those lowlifes. I merely obey the young master’s command!”
“Ortima, you mean... Right, so you were connected to them, not Exodus.”
Thinking about it, it was strange that Irekto had picked a fight with Ban Yuwon so abruptly during their very first class.
What if he had already been under Ortima’s command back then?
What if Ortima had moved Irekto from the start, intending to provoke Class 11?
Then everything made sense.
During the sparring match with Ban Yuwon, Irekto... perhaps had intended to kill him from the start, regardless of the consequences, or at least inflict severe injuries.
“For a lowly person like you to carelessly utter the young master’s name!”
“Ha, truly a loyal dog.”
“I’m also Master’s loyal dog...!”
“No, Rucell. Don’t get competitive in a situation like this.”
As a result, far from Ban Yuwon dying, Irekto ended up losing an arm and being expelled, but Ortima dragged him back into this matter, citing revenge against Ban Yuwon as the reason.
In the end, he was nothing more than an easily manipulated pawn for Ortima, from beginning to end.
“So how did you get in? Did you come in with Ortima?”
“Do you think I’d tell you that?”
“Ah, right. Actually, you don’t have to tell me.”
He had been making assumptions from the moment he saw him.
The probability of him having hidden outside and then entered the moment the dungeon opened was extremely low.
So, wouldn’t he have been inside already, even before the dungeon opened?
However, if that were the case, it meant there could be other enemies lurking in this dungeon besides him.... Ban Yuwon bit his lip tightly.
The situation was much worse than he had thought.
‘Of course, I prepared a lot precisely because I didn’t know what would happen....’
“Don’t get cocky! Do you think you can defeat me just because you countered the Magic Bomb?!”
Perhaps he disliked Ban Yuwon for thinking of other things right in front of him? Irekto snarled fiercely like a wounded beast and swelled up his body.
It was not an exaggeration; it actually happened.
His mechanical forearm began emitting an eerie purple steam, and in an instant, his entire body became covered in metal and swelled up, turning him into a mechanical monster reaching 4 meters in height.
“Khaaaaaaaat!”
A metallic giant with a grayish sheen, as if his right arm had devoured the rest of him to be born.
The joint areas, which had originally emitted steam like volcanoes, now exuded a purple mist.
“This is the power I received from a Constellation. Not from those Exodus lowlifes! This is power from the Constellation assisting the young master, ‘The Hand That Sows’!”
Irekto, who had clearly become a monster, roared with an alien voice.
Ban Yuwon realized the mist continuously pouring from him was poison, then groaned and retreated.
At that moment, he succeeded in reading him.
—Evil Spirit 800 [Giant 400, Superhuman Strength 300, Poison Mist 100]
Seeing the conceptual mass with a Depth of no less than 800, he felt his breath catch in his throat—.
But apart from that, he was puzzled.
How was he able to immediately read the internal concepts of a foe significantly stronger than himself?
Perhaps it was because he had once defeated Irekto and absorbed his records?
‘But thanks to that, I figured out its true nature. That’s a curse.’
He had read that Irekto had the blood of a Giant during their previous sparring match, and had even extracted the concept of Giant, with a Depth of 14, from his severed right arm.
But that was merely the concept of a potential latent within him, so how had it grown so enormous as to transform his body—it was clearly due to that ‘Evil Spirit’ concept.
‘Like Rucell’s Heart Furnace, no, even more so. It devoured all the concepts he originally possessed, shaping Irekto into a simple yet lethal monster.’
Irekto was proudly boasting as if it were a blessing, but in Ban Yuwon’s eyes, he might never return to his original state.
If Rucell’s Heart Furnace generated power by utilizing temporarily occurring concepts, then Irekto’s Evil Spirit was a power created by devouring the concepts he already possessed.
“Poor guy...”
Ban Yuwon ended up pitying him.
That became the trigger that made him go berserk.
“The one who’s pitiful is you, who’s about to die!”
CRASH! He kicked off the ground and charged.
“Not so fast!”
Though his situation was pitiable, it was, of course, Rucell who blocked the charge of the monster, whose current power was far greater than Ban Yuwon’s.
“You wench! I’ll tear you to shreds first!”
“*Gasp*...!”
Rucell, who was confronting him with her Heart Furnace maximally activated, couldn’t push back Irekto, who was enhanced by a Constellation’s curse, in a head-on confrontation.
In terms of pure strength, they seemed evenly matched, but the poison he continuously emitted was weakening her.
—Detoxify!
“I was preparing for this!”
He channeled some of the Hyungi from his body into the staff’s magic crystal and drew it in the air.
The magical language, completed and released in an instant, took the form of the Chinese character `解`.
Language Magic had manifested.
“Ah!”
“You...?! ”
The effect was dramatic.
The moment Language Magic manifested, not only did the poison mist filling the space vanish, but even the poison additionally emitted from Irekto’s body lost its effectiveness.
Until all the Hyungi imbued in the `解` he manifested completely disappeared, poison would hold no meaning in this space.
Because at the moment of its manifestation, it would be detoxified by the power of the magical language attaching itself to it.
“Magic, you say?!”
“Hwaaaaaahp!”
“Kkueeegh!”
CLANG! Taking advantage of his momentary surprise, Rucell delivered a powerful kick to his abdomen.
In terms of sheer size, it was a clear David and Goliath situation, yet he screamed and stumbled backward.
“He’s too hard...!”
However, Rucell, who had actually landed the blow, wore a dissatisfied expression.
Her foot was swollen from the collision with the metallic-covered foe.
“Master, we can’t win like this.”
“I’ll join you right away. He’s just a big oaf anyway...”
“Master, please be wary of other enemies.”
“Ugh?!”
Hearing Rucell’s calm voice, Ban Yuwon immediately began to survey his surroundings.
However, even with his eyes, which could read all concepts, he couldn’t confirm the enemy’s presence.
Rucell wouldn’t lie to him, and so... in a hurry, he unfurled the conceptual string of the Magic Bomb that he still held in his hand.
“If it touches, it’ll explode on its own, right!”
The golden conceptual string, with a Depth of 50, spread widely in a circular form.
The moment it snagged in mid-air, the threads simultaneously wrapped around the target and exploded violently—.
“Ha, you’re using a strange ability.”
However, surprisingly, the target had merely had his stealth broken and stood perfectly fine in that spot.
“Is that an ability you received from a Constellation? To think there’s a Constellation that would bestow power upon a lowlife like you....”
At the familiar-sounding voice, Ban Yuwon’s eyebrow twitched.
As the mist from the explosion cleared, the one who revealed himself in its place was—.
“Ah... the adjunct professor who was fired from the academy?”
“What?! You insolent brat...!”
It was none other than Farrell, the idiotic adjunct professor who had been tormenting Ban Yuwon during the very first lecture, only to be caught by Yumina and subsequently kicked out of the academy!
While analyzing the strength of the barrier Farrell had manifested to protect himself, and contemplating what kind of magic or martial arts could counter him, Ban Yuwon just blurted out whatever came to mind.
“Seriously, what a legend. You got fired from your job due to your own fault, and now you’ve come back for revenge?”
As if proving he was a sinner, Farrell, reflected in Ban Yuwon’s eyes that distinguished good from evil, was entirely dyed black.
The extent of it was far more severe than even Irekto, making him wonder why that was.
“You’re mistaken, you worm. I was originally part of Exodus.”
“...What?”
—He’s coming!
Cellon, instead of Rucell who was preoccupied blocking Irekto, warned him with a shrill voice.
Ban Yuwon reflexively raised his staff and blocked the attack flying towards him.
As he was pushed back, blocking Farrell’s arm, Ban Yuwon was aghast.
Upon blocking it, he realized it was a ‘human arm’ that had elongated and sharpened like a blade.
“Is this... the power of a Constellation, or your innate power?”
“When only your neck remains, I’ll tell you then.”
As if he had eaten a 'chop-chop' fruit, immense magical power flowed throughout his body, which had transformed both arms into giant blades.
No, in fact, even without considering his magical power, Ban Yuwon had no way to overcome his pure physical abilities alone.
—Use magic, magic! If this continues, I’ll be cut—I’m not just a staff, but!
‘Let’s stop that joke now.’
Above all, the problem was that the staff he held was not a suitable weapon to block Farrell’s hard and sharp arms.
He tried to somehow utilize the essence of ‘reversal,’ but Ban Yuwon’s ability was still insufficient to deflect blades enhanced with horrifying magical power!
‘The Executioner’s Longsword... no, even wielding that wouldn’t overcome this difference.’
There are things one can only truly understand when weapons clash directly.
Even at this very moment, wasn’t the overflowing magical power pressing down on him?
His opponent was someone who had served as an adjunct professor at Union Academy.
What’s more, he was a formidable foe, likely strengthened in some way, much like Irekto.
‘Head-on, it’s impossible, even if I died and came back. In that case....’
Ban Yuwon had no intention of displaying useless bravado.
There was only one way he could defeat this guy—.
To escape the one-on-one situation.
“Ha!”
Ban Yuwon immediately focused his Hyungi on two active concepts within his body.
Superhuman Strength and Acceleration!
“Ugh, you?!”
He struck Farrell, adding a ‘flow’ to his momentary Superhuman Strength, then swiftly retreated using Submerged Shadow Steps amplified with Acceleration.
He extended his staff and constructed elemental magic.
The attribute was wind, the form a cube large enough for one person!
It was a wind prison to trap Farrell!
“This kind of thing... you?!”
—You won’t escape easily, you ignorant brute!
Of course, Farrell wouldn’t remain trapped in Ban Yuwon’s magic, which he had only just begun to master.
Simply landing the magic properly was a blessing.
During the brief moment Farrell tore apart his magic, Ban Yuwon threw a conceptual mass to Rucell, who was confronting Irekto.
“Rucell, can you win with this?!”
“...!”
The linguistic concept he brought forth, derived from an impromptu idea sparked by observing the concept Irekto manifested and Rucell clashing with him.
It was ‘Giant’ (巨人), with a Depth of 14, which Ban Yuwon had obtained from Irekto previously.
It was half a gamble, but fortunately, Rucell’s reaction was truly dramatic.
“What...?!”
“To bestow such an ability upon me!”
Was it because Rucell was Ban Yuwon’s slave?
Or was it because she was a beast-kin, not a pure human?
Or, perhaps, her hidden aptitude had bloomed upon meeting Ban Yuwon’s Authority.
In any case, the concept of Giant very naturally melted into Rucell’s body, and immediately after, receiving the influence of the Hyungi Ban Yuwon had packed into it, it greatly amplified her abilities!
“It’s enough, I can... win!”
“You pathetic beast!”
The 4-meter tall Superhuman Strength giant brutally stretched out both arms to crush Rucell.
Surprisingly, Rucell, who had assimilated the concept of Giant, swelled her body to match his, then instantly crushed him beneath her.
“Kyaaaaaaaah!”
“Keoheok!”
With a fierce roar, she extended a giant hand, instantly piercing the Evil Spirit’s chest and tearing out his heart!
It was no mere optical illusion.
This time, Ban Yuwon could clearly see.
The beast ears and tail sprouting from above Rucell’s head and hips.
And the sharp, hard claws of a wild beast that had grown on her hands.
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