Became an Academy End-Of-Life Genius chapter 27

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When I opened my eyes, the sight I saw in Acius’ space entered my eyes as it was.

The main cast of the original wounded. Professor Akdin, who should not have been there. And even Ruberic, who completely turned into a demon while eating blood.

took a breath. Contraction and dilation of muscles, circulation of blood vessels. Auror’s movement. Magic that floats in the air.

Everything feels clear.

As if the time-limited penalty that resided in his body had temporarily disappeared.

no pain at all Rather, the world seems refreshing. Bing better than before. Have you never seen such a beautiful sight?

He opened his eyes and raised his momentum. The Auror mixes with Aksius’ mana and emits a black light.

sloppy, sloppy.

The ink lightning emitted from the body spreads with a force that seems to cut through the sky.

In response to Aksius’ mana, Morax screamed. It pushes Professor Akdin and Agnes away and runs in front of me.

“Get out of the way!”

Adele pushed me and stood in front of me. She clenched her teeth and extracted divine power. There is also a limit to her enormous divine power.

When she forcibly extracts the divine power, blood flows from her mouth. It seems she didn’t even notice.

When divine power reaches its limit, life force is used instead. It feels strange to expect God’s mercy in exchange for a person’s lifespan.

but apart from that.

“You can stop.”

I dried her. Because there’s no need to stop it.

After holding her hand and moving it away, I stared at Morax.

Sreung.

My hand gripping the hilt as if I had done it millions of times. The feeling of the fingers wrapped around the grip is unfamiliar.

A step that reached the state of art that was so natural and even beautiful.

I shuddered at the fantastic sensation I had ever felt in my life.

A genius of misfortune who maximized the efficiency of his efforts and lost his lifespan.

Deron Phylasia’s sword is now unfolding in my hand.

‘This is Deron’s sword with no time limit.’

Attractive. This sword alone is enough to rub against all kinds of masterpieces.

However, there is no circumstance to fall for this sentiment. The skin was tingling. As Morax approaches, Magi touches my skin.

If it wasn’t for Acius’ mana, it was sharp enough to have been hurt earlier.

“Write… .”

After one inhalation of air into the lungs through the trachea, hold the breath.

All of Acius’ mana is sucked into the sword. As if preparing for the final blow, her mana moves according to my will.

Perhaps, it was the consideration of Acius who thought I was going to die.

I’m sorry for her, but I won’t die. Even in order to continue to enjoy this feeling.

You’ll get out of this damn deadline.

With that in mind, he swung his sword as his body led him.

The silent blade moved.

No one in the arena could see it.

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Just.

something passed by It was cut off, only to notice that it had fallen to the floor.

Some would have their mouths open blankly, others would have their eyes wide open in shock.

Morax’s neck must have fallen to the floor.

But I don’t see the sight.

“Knock… .”

The price of using Arcius’ mana and using my body completely.

Because the side effects have come.

I lost my mind in the overwhelming pain.

The message I heard while I was losing my mind was that I had one year left to live.

**

“Deron!”

[Stupid guy.]

“Open your eyes! Why did you fall all of a sudden!”

[There was a reason I asked if I could live if I filled it with vitality.]

Kwagwang!

“All right, why are you here?”

[You will be the first one to fully control my power and survive.]

dreaming.

“Looks like he’s still alive.”

“… yes.”

“Um, it looks like you lost all your strength and passed out. There doesn’t seem to be any damage to the body.”

[He’s a funny guy.]

“Wake up. please.”

“Wake up, Master.”

flinch.

‘… Why is it so noisy?’

[Because there are many people calling you.]

‘Are there a lot of people calling me?’

[Yeah, an unfortunate genius with a dim fate.]

‘I want to live.’

[Are you alive?]

‘Get out of the damn deadline.’

[Growing up.]

‘Why are you laughing?’

[Unfortunately, life is not an area I can touch. Dragons also have a fixed lifespan.]

‘Then should I continue living like this?’

[Hmm… . There is only one way.]

‘What.’

[Sword Master. They transcended human limits and became completely different beings.]

‘If I reach the top level, will my fate change?’

[I don’t know. This is a gamble. But, it’s a gamble that’s well worth the effort.]

‘… .’

[The choice is always yours. Now is the time to wake up. Deron Phylasia.]

**

When you open your eyes, you see an unfamiliar ceiling. It was described several times in the original, but it was the first time I saw it.

Whether it was for the patient’s comfort or not, he stood up while looking at the neatly painted white ceiling.

“Turn it off.”

go down There is no pain-free place from your back to your toes. Fortunately, the upper part was not seriously injured.

I looked down at my hand, feeling the tingling sensation. A solid red blood clot. Probably, Aksius’s mana strike was too heavy on his hands.

His legs barely moved. Mana or blood was flowing.

It felt like I was under anesthesia.

I checked my leg in that state. I couldn’t feel anything, but it was clear that something was under my leg.

“Petra?”

My exclusive maid and knight. It was Petra. Perhaps she had come to visit me, and she was asleep here, groaning.

Her face was infinitely wrinkled.

He gently stroked Petra’s hair. Of course, with my uninjured left hand. hair swaying softly.

He didn’t want to wake Petra, who was sleeping, with a light breath. You’ll wake up later.

I lay down again. Why do you have to sit still when your legs don’t move? It’s just hard

The warm sun pierced my eyes. It was because someone had removed the curtains from the windows.

I turned my gaze to the window. There, a middle-aged man was quietly checking out the window.

No, are you really middle-aged?

He was a person with subtle feelings. I forcefully opened my mouth, which doesn’t come off easily, and started talking.

“who are you?”

“… .”

The man did not answer my question. It seemed to be waiting for something. A magic circle is drawn around him.

“Well, it did.”

“… ?”

The man turned and looked at me, uttering an incomprehensible word. A face I can’t even recognize.

I open my eyes wide and put his name in my mouth.

“Crepon Iliad Selvain… ?”

“I didn’t know that the dean’s name would come out alive. Well, you’re hurt, so let’s move on.”

Why the fuck is the dean here?

A wizard who is said to be one of the strongest in the world even in the original story.

There is only one reason why a person who is challenging the 9th rank beyond the 8th rank, which is said to be the beginning of the Archmage, is the dean of the Iliad Academy.

‘interest.’

He is a more altruistic person than you think. These are people who find it fun to see their students grow up rather than growing up as archmages in seclusion in the mountains.

I am especially interested in students who have the same talents as myself and can break free from the human shell.

“Did the dean rescue me?”

“Well… no. Exactly, you rescued everyone. I’m just breaking the demon barrier.”

Although he holds the title of dean, most of the practical work is done by other professors.

This is because the status of the academy soars to the end just by having a person close to the archmage as the dean.

That is why the dean does not appear in front of the students.

There are only a handful of people who have seen the dean’s face while attending the academy, so I’ve said it all.

He brought a chair and sat in front of me.

seems to have something to say.

“To be honest, I have a question for you. I also cast a spell around you, and put your maid to sleep.”

“Is there anything the dean would be curious about while doing this to me?”

“Yes. To be honest, there are quite a few. You can start with your own body.”

He sighs slightly and looks around me. Damn it. Now I know the condition of my body.

[Am I a dog or a boy!?]

Oh, even a dragon.

“But as I’ve gotten this far, there are only two things I’m curious about.”

A golden light shines in the dean’s eyes. Eyes with great power so that Crepon can reach the Archmage.

the sage’s gaze.

The gaze of a sage who can see through the world wisely turns to me.

Crepon asked me.

“Why on earth is the Mana of the Black Dragon dwelling in you? And, obviously, how he survived after the line of life was cut once.”

I shut my mouth tight.

Among his questions, one of the most difficult to answer was mixed.

I opened my mouth as I pondered how to answer that question.

“I….”