Chapter 1 - Prologue + Class 1 (1) (1/2)

Prologue + Class 1 (1)

It was very boring.

The words were spoken by the Professor of magic, Lee Hak-beom, were like for freshmen when he was just in the first grade.

‘What are you talking about?’

Human sleeping pill.

That was the nickname of Lee Hak-beom.

If your listeners are in the first grade, you should talk to them like they’re in the first grade, but he always overlooked that.

“What do you guys think about double casting? Ordinary people say that casting two spells at the same time is an ability of geniuses only. Still, in fact, I think it is possible for ordinary people as well. Magic casting has a fixed pattern, right? If you create ‘one system’ that can handle this quickly … … .”

‘Haam.’

Kang Min-hyuk yawned out loud.

‘I’m so sleepy.’

Professor Lee Hak-beom’s explanation tickled his ears. He eventually succumbed to drowsiness.

[Giggle]

He was shaking his head while drifting off to sleep.

‘ Probably when I wake up, this boring class will be over.’

He was so sure.

“Kang Min-hyuk! wake up!”

It hurt.

He raised his head, feeling the pain in the back of it. He thinks something hit it. Or maybe someone?

“Mr. Oh… … .”

He couldn’t grasp the situation.

‘He Was upset about falling asleep during class, so was Professor Hak-beom Lee punishing me?’

He was not.

The man, looking down at Min-hyuk with a red-hot face, was a very unfamiliar face.

“Klinsmann. Is my class easy? Do you want me to show you how to squeal with your eyes wide open? I want to bring you to the Punishment Committee right now, but I’ll let you go just this once. So get up right now and explain the theory in the textbook.”

“Yes, yes ?!”

“Hurry!”

[Bump!]

Min-hyuk was getting insane.

He didn’t dare to check who the Professor was and why he called him Klinsmann.

Because the other person’s face looked like it was about to explode any minute now, he hurriedly opened the textbook.

‘… … Double casting? ‘

Double casting.

The theory that Professor Hak-Beom Lee explained was There couldn’t speak.

‘How do I explain in an unknown world with no memory of who that professor was this?’

In an unknown world, with no memory of who that Professor is, there was only one answer he could give.

“I’m not sure.”

The punishment was obvious.

There is no way to tell him that he was only a first grader with no knowledge about double casting.

It was like he was expecting it. The man’s facial expression told me he was determined to punish me.

“It’s not enough to sleep in my class, huh? You don’t even know the theory of elementary process that even monkeys know? Okay. For some reason, I was just trying to let you off the hook, but you didn’t give me any reason to do that.”

Wait.

What?

What is double casting?

Isn’t that a high-level skill in magic essence?

But he’s talking about the theory of elementary courses!

That moment, Min-hyuk was convinced that this was a dream, then a strong shock hit the back of his head again.

[Paak!]

“Go to the office!”

Yes, yes.

This time it is not a dream. This is a reality.

* * *

Arriving in the school office at the back of the man who decided to send him there, was enough to embarrass him.

‘… … what?’

School office.

Usually, he thinks of a big space that gives off the smell of a book. Still, it felt like ‘a room of wizards’ as if he was in a scene from Harry Potter, with the magic tools and the professors dragging their robes.

The Professor gestured him to enter the room, then he saw a chair from a distance.

‘Hik.’

He was embarrassed.

Magic moving objects?

It must be dynamism, but no one in his world used such high-level magic. The magic that he saw consumes a great deal of Mana and stamina in one try. There is no person crazy enough to use his kinetic powers just to walk a few steps.

Anyway…

“Klinsmann.”

The headmaster’s response was dubious.

Sitting on a chair as if it were obvious, he looked up at Min-hyuk with a sharp glance.

“I still can’t understand how you got in the ‘Royal Magic Academy’. But for sure, if you’re a stupid guy who can’t even explain basic theories like double casting, I have to somehow get you out of this academy. It’s not an unfair treatment for your origin, besides it’s a reasonable conclusion that you don’t fit into this academy.”

It was logical.

However, he could not understand the headmaster’s words properly.

‘Double casting is a basic theory?’

‘What is the Royal Academy again?’

‘Why do you keep calling me Klinssman?’

He was so confused.

The headmaster continued to spit out warnings, and it was not long before he could leave the office.

Then he came to a conclusion.