I Became A Flashing Genius At The Magic Academy-Chapter 321

Baek Yuseol remained calm even as Damgaltwoil declared his intent to destroy the World Tree. The lack of reaction seemed to intrigue Damgaltwoil, who stood up, smirking slightly.

"Nothing is visible from here, so this might end up being a dull affair for you. Care to watch along?"

"It doesn’t particularly interest me."

"A shame. It's actually quite amusing."

"Really? You don't seem to find it amusing yourself."

"...What?"

At Yuseol’s retort, Damgaltwoil’s eyebrow twitched as he glanced over, but Yuseol sipped his coffee, unfazed.

"What I find interesting, actually, is you. The Twelve Moons rarely take on human form."

"Amusing words, considering you carry the blessings of three of the Twelve Moons."

"That only makes me more curious. The ignorant humans know nothing of you, and so, have no questions. But I’ve encountered the Twelve Moons before, so I am curious. What lives have you led? How have you lived? And what do you think of now?"

"Haha, is that so? But aren't we too far from such familiarity to discuss personal tales? If you’re curious about my life, why not tell me a bit about yours first?"

"My story, you say..."

Yuseol could almost see the options appearing in his mind like a dating simulation.

1. Talk about my school days.

2. Reflect on my childhood.

3. Reveal the truth about the world.

4. Say nothing.

His school days and childhood stories were pointless here, so he ruled them out. Saying nothing wouldn’t prompt any response from Damgaltwoil, so he needed a provocative bait.

“...Actually, this isn’t my first life.”

He dropped a vague mix of truth and lies, a muddled statement that could be interpreted in many ways, depending on the listener. And Yuseol planned to remain silent afterward.

"So this is your second life, then? Should I take that as a claim of reincarnation?"

"I’ve shared something. Shouldn’t you return the favor? Unless you wish to end this conversation here."

"Are you suggesting a trade?"

"Yes. Just as I'm interested in you, it seems you find me intriguing as well. Let’s make this mutually beneficial."

"Why should I trust your words?"

"You, of all beings, should be able to discern the truth and lies hidden within a mere human’s language."

"And that applies to you as well, doesn’t it?"

"Indeed."

As Yuseol said this, he watched Damgaltwoil intently. Then, with a snap of his fingers, an assortment of items clattered onto the table before him.

Plates, bowls, trays, and other utensils appeared one by one, followed by a variety of dishes: golden-brown roasted meat, drinks, bread, and even cakes.

"Might as well listen over a meal."

Yuseol picked up a fork, rubbing it with his thumb. To anyone else, it might appear to be a silver fork, but Yuseol knew it was, in fact, made of “earth.”

‘Everything in this space is made of dirt.’

The books, the desk, the fire, even the coffee—it was all earth. The food before him was likely made of dirt as well. The coffee he had just drunk left neither sweetness nor bitterness, only a rough, sandy taste that filled his mouth.

Ordinary humans wouldn’t be able to consume this food without risking their health, as the sand would likely cause severe digestive issues.

In the game, players overcame this by burning the sand with powerful magic or using items to bypass the digestive problems. However, there was only one true solution.

**[Esslen Clay Ring]**

This ancient ring, crafted by a mad alchemist obsessed with eating dirt, granted its wearer the ability to digest soil.

With a knife, Yuseol sliced a piece of meat, speared it with his fork, and brought it to his mouth. The scent was just like regular meat. Ordinarily, biting into it would bring the gritty texture of sand, but this time was different.

Yuseol widened his eyes as he bit into the meat, as if genuinely savoring the taste. Damgaltwoil, as if expecting his reaction, asked, “I expected you to enjoy the coffee. Can you not eat this either?"

"No, not at all. What are you talking about?"

Yuseol continued eating, speaking in between bites.

"As expected of the Twelve Moons’ cuisine. It tastes much better than I anticipated."

"...Is that so?"

Damgaltwoil narrowed his eyes, observing Yuseol, who was eating steadily with no signs of deception. The sincerity in his manner suggested he was truly enjoying the meal.

‘This is a first.’

While he had tried imitating human “culture” by creating food, Damgaltwoil, cursed to manipulate only earth, could never work with any material beyond soil.

As he watched Yuseol genuinely savoring the imitation food, Damgaltwoil could only feel bewildered.

"Are you really... enjoying it?"

"Yes, it suits my taste."

“...I see.”

Prodding the food with his fork, Damgaltwoil finally said, "You are indeed unique."

"Thank you."

"Actually, someone forewarned me of your arrival. It was Hwaegong Siohl—the arrogant fellow who roused me from my long slumber."

“...Hwaegong Siohl, you said?”

"Indeed. Are you aware of how this world works? Every story has an end, a predetermined destiny under the name of fate. We accept and live according to it."

"I am aware."

"But it seems you disrupt that fate."

"The story of the world is like a train on well-laid tracks. Unless something unusual happens, it will eventually reach its destination. But with your arrival, you’ve begun shaking the tracks, causing the train to derail. Are you aware of the dangers that come with that?"

"I am aware."

Yuseol set his fork down.

This time, he planned to tell a truth wrapped in a lie.

“I have seen the end of countless worlds.”

“...Is that so?”

"Well-laid tracks? Fine. But what if there is nothing at the end of that line?"

"Are you speaking of annihilation?"

"No, not at all."

Since Damgaltwoil held little regard for death or annihilation, Yuseol mingled in a mild deception.

"Humans will one day die. Just as worlds too must face death. But if, at the end, nothing remains—only emptiness—what would you think?"

"...Emptiness? What does that mean?"

"Exactly as it sounds. The world doesn’t just perish. It simply... vanishes. Nothing remains, no memory, no traces. Your life, your thoughts, your relationships, your purpose—even your beliefs—all erased. Reduced to something less than dust in the air."

The grim concept seemed to strike a nerve, freezing Damgaltwoil’s expression. Yuseol hadn’t wanted to discuss such dark matters, but it was necessary.

"So..."

“If I truly am disrupting the tracks of this world, there’s a simple reason. To make sure that everything I am doesn’t fade into emptiness.”

Damgaltwoil closed his eyes, reflecting on this.

While he claimed to have no attachment to death, could he truly face his own end with the same indifference?

The Twelve Moons were known for their immortality, having lived for over a thousand years.

Some claimed that beings who lived so long would grow weary and embrace death with open arms.

But that was a view of those who knew nothing.

Because they had lived so long, they clung to life all the more passionately.

To these immortal beings, the fear of death loomed larger than for those who only lived a hundred years.

However, they accepted this fate because their stories had a predetermined path.

"Do you truly believe... you can change our fate for the better? How can I trust that? Haven't you, by your own admission, failed countless times?"

"Yes. I have indeed failed countless times. But I would dare say that my chance of success is greater than someone who has never failed."

To have never failed meant one had never tried at all.

"...Can you prove it?"

At this, Yuseol nodded and reached into the air.

What he produced was none other than the **Root of Life**.

"Is that... the sacred artifact of Yeondurim Siohl?"

"Yes. Now, let’s be honest. Is it true that you seek to destroy the World Tree in order to kill humans?"

Damgaltwoil’s eyes widened slightly at Yuseol’s pointed question.

"You imitate human offices, elf-brewed coffee, even dwarven art. You mimic the cultures of the surface races."

"I..."

Damgaltwoil tried to respond but realized there was no point. He knew by now that Yuseol was no ordinary human. What use would excuses be?

“You possess a cursed hand that turns everything you touch to earth. You wish to draw closer to other beings, but fate prevents it, leading to jealousy.”

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Though it was meant to be a vessel to grant him a human form, his wish ultimately went unfulfilled.

Thus, Damgaltwoil released Iron Reaver into the world.

And instructed him to attack any humans who dared approach.

Because of his jealousy.

“You want life, don’t you? Which is why you seek the World Tree’s vitality.”

“...Yes, that is correct.”

“But you have already lost.”

Damgaltwoil’s wish had been thwarted by the twelve disciples of the progenitor mage who created him. He had

been sealed, now only capable of glimpsing the world through dreams.

"But what if your quest for the World Tree was misguided from the start... Would you believe me?"

"What...?"

"The World Tree’s vitality is not limitless. Having created countless faeries, it now withers and decays. It would give you no life."

"That..."

"Which is why you’ll need this."

The Root of Life, the sacred artifact of Yeondurim Siohl, symbolizing birth and life. How the Witch Queen acquired it remained a mystery, but it was pure fortune that it fell into Yuseol’s hands.

"Are you saying... you would give it to me?"

“Yes.”

“Unbelievable. The Twelve Moons’ sacred artifact... I know well what value it holds, even for a human.”

"Very valuable indeed. Enough to stockpile steamed vegetable buns for a lifetime."

"Then why...?"

Damgaltwoil trailed off, shaking his head.

“No, it’s impossible. The Twelve Moons cannot interfere with each other. Receiving this would defy fate... It’s predetermined...”

Realizing something, Damgaltwoil looked up as if struck by lightning.

And there he saw Yuseol’s confident smile.

"You told me to prove myself, remember?"

Yuseol extended the Root of Life toward Damgaltwoil.

"I’ll prove it with this."