I Became A Flashing Genius At The Magic Academy-Chapter 394

It was one-sided.

No one watching could call what happened a "duel."

The result was completely unexpected.

“This... this can’t be...”

Jeremy Skalben.

Kneeling on the floor, he gritted his teeth in frustration. The assistant instructor overseeing and judging the duel looked at Full Frame with wide, astonished eyes.

“Hmph.”

Full Frame, untouched and unscathed, casually pushed her short hair back and pointed her staff at Jeremy. He, however, could no longer rise, leaving the instructor with no choice but to declare the result.

“T-the winner is Full Frame of Class S, first-year...”

The shocking announcement left Jeremy’s followers and the other Stella students who had gathered to witness the duel completely stunned, their jaws hanging open.

“How is this even possible...”

“This makes no sense.”

“She’s that strong?”

Both Jeremy and Full Frame were prodigies, widely recognized for their immense talent.

At only seventeen years old, both had reached the 3rd class, a feat that earned them the title of genius.

Thus, everyone had expected the duel to be a spectacular, hard-fought battle. Instead, Full Frame had utterly overwhelmed Jeremy.

The Skalben family’s signature "Golden Magic" was renowned for its versatility and power, excelling in both offense and defense. Against human opponents, it was considered unparalleled.

But against the radiant magic Full Frame wielded, it was useless.

Without resorting to plant-based or transmutation magic, Full Frame crushed Jeremy with pure magical prowess.

His golden barrier was pierced by beams of light, and his golden fortress was shredded to pieces by blades of radiance.

It wasn’t that Full Frame was simply strong—it was her experience that made the difference.

Just a single year of additional experience.

For a prodigy like Full Frame, one year of training had allowed her to master up to the 6th class. Against that, Jeremy’s talents as a 3rd-class mage simply couldn’t measure up.

“To think she’s this skilled...”

“It’s hard to believe she’s only seventeen...”

At that moment, Full Frame understood something.

Why Baek Yuseol had been so distinctively strong from the moment he entered Stella Academy.

“...Baek Yuseol wasn’t a genius.”

His body, born incapable of producing mana, made him the weakest in a society built around magic.

Even so, he had wielded a sword and stood against magic like a knight. Only now did she begin to understand why.

“That must’ve been the only way... for an ordinary person to reach the heights of a genius.”

Full Frame knew her own talents well. Compared to her previous life as an ordinary person, her current body was undoubtedly that of a prodigy.

She also knew how vast the gap was between an ordinary person and a genius.

A genius could make monumental strides in just a year, while someone ordinary could not.

Had Baek Yuseol returned to the past with just ordinary talent, he likely wouldn’t have achieved anything.

But he hadn’t experienced it just once.

He had repeated the process thousands of times.

To overcome what was less than mediocrity, he had spent countless days and years training—something geniuses, who grew stronger just by breathing, could never even imagine.

It had only been a single time for her.

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And yet... she felt she was getting closer to understanding him.

She could never claim to fully comprehend what he had gone through—not when he had done it thousands of times while she had only done it once.

But there was a difference between nothing and one.

Having experienced even a fraction of what he had, she understood him just a little better.

“Hey.”

Her voice snapped Jeremy out of his thoughts. He raised his head, his face contorted in humiliation.

His pride was in shreds.

To lose to a mere commoner girl... For Jeremy, who had killed his siblings to claim the title of crown prince, it was an unbearable reality.

“Keep your promise.”

Glaring at her, Jeremy gritted his teeth and nodded.

He couldn’t break the magical oath he had signed. The terms had been crafted to perfection, barring even indirect interference. Jeremy could no longer approach Eisel or send his followers after her.

“Phew.”

Storing her staff at her waist, Full Frame turned to Eisel.

Eisel was staring blankly at the scene, her expression distant. Concerned, Full Frame quickly approached her.

“Hey.”

“Eisel, are you okay?”

“Oh, yes...”

“What’s wrong with you?”

“It’s nothing...”

Eisel hesitated, glancing at Full Frame.

It was a strange feeling.

She was certain Full Frame was a girl, yet, for some reason, the image of a boy kept surfacing in her mind.

Black hair. Dark eyes.

Not particularly tall.

He used a unique kind of magic, unbound by rules or morality, and always did things in ways that astonished everyone...

“Ah... What am I even thinking...?”

Shaking her head vigorously, she tried to clear her mind. Now wasn’t the time for such thoughts.

“Thank you...”

“Thank me for what? Anyway, you’re officially part of the Gourmet Club now, got it?”

“That’s... fine, but...”

Eisel trailed off, unable to finish her sentence. She understood the sacrifices Full Frame had made to pull her out of the Skalben Club.

“You’re going to get punished for this...”

“So what?”

Full Frame shrugged and was about to brush it off when she quickly remembered Baek Yuseol’s signature style. She added with a smirk:

“Not like I’m gonna die, right?”

That smirk left Eisel staring blankly again, lost in thought.

‘It’s working. I know it is!’

Clenching her fists in triumph, Full Frame felt a wave of anxiety wash over her. She had caused a massive scene, and expulsion was all but guaranteed. This might be her first and last chance to fully restore Eisel’s memories.

She had to ensure Eisel remembered.

But memories couldn’t be forced—they had to resurface naturally. Trying too hard might only backfire.

“Cadet Full Frame.”

As she was leaving the arena, the assistant instructor called out to her.

“...Instructor Ihanwol has requested to see you.”

So it had come to this.

Full Frame nodded calmly, accepting her fate.

***

"You’ve caused quite the incident. We can’t just let this one slide.”

Once again, a disciplinary committee was convened.

The professors wore uncomfortable expressions, and Ihanwol heaved deep sighs, as if questioning why Full Frame would do such a thing.

“There must have been a reason,” Ihanwol prompted.

“Nope. I just felt like hitting them,” she replied bluntly.

“Is that so.”

Ihanwol tapped the desk, and a spell activated, muting the professors’ conversation so that Full Frame couldn’t hear.

The professors exchanged serious looks and discussed among themselves. When Ihanwol gestured again, the spell dissipated, and their voices became audible.

“No matter how much Stella prides itself on equality between nobles and commoners, an incident where the crown prince of Skalben is assaulted could cause significant political repercussions. Are you aware of this?”

“Of course.”

To entrust a crown prince to Stella, only for him to be beaten by a commoner?

This was a clear oversight by the academy, and the Skalben royal family could easily use it as leverage to pressure Stella.

“We have our responsibilities to consider. Don’t think of your punishment as too harsh.”

“Understood.”

At this point, Full Frame didn’t care anymore. Whether she got expelled or not, she had decided not to dwell on it.

“Let’s proceed with the verdict.”

Ihanwol, his expression conflicted, prepared to announce the decision reached after deliberating with the professors. Just then, a commotion arose outside.

Although the soundproof spell muffled the noise, Full Frame had a pretty good idea of what was happening.

“Let them in,” Ihanwol sighed, motioning to the assistant.

The door swung open, and Eisel stumbled in, sprawling face-first onto the floor with a loud thud.

“Ugh!”

Though her entrance was embarrassing, Eisel quickly stood and darted her eyes around. The professors, seated high above and casting heavy gazes downward, made her feel like a criminal standing trial. Gulping nervously, she spoke up.

“I... I have something to say!”

“What is it? If you’re here to offer useless testimony on behalf of a friend, go back.”

“She’s not my friend!”

Eisel snapped but immediately clamped her mouth shut, glancing wide-eyed at Full Frame.

Full Frame smiled brightly. “What? We’re not friends? I thought we were.”

“W-we are?”

“Of course, though maybe only about 38%?”

“What does ‘38% friends’ even mean...”

“Wait, no. Let’s make it 41%—it’s my birthday.”

Eisel frowned, feeling a strange sense of déjà vu. This odd banter felt eerily familiar, as though she’d had this kind of conversation before.

“Enough with the nonsense!” Ihanwol’s stern voice cut through. Eisel swallowed nervously and took a step forward.

“Actually... Full Frame was trying to save me. Please, reduce her punishment.”

“...Save you? What do you mean?”

“Well, the thing is...”

‘Sigh.’

Full Frame shook her head internally. Eisel’s honesty wasn’t going to help anyone. Explaining what happened wouldn’t benefit her at all.

Still, Eisel recounted everything to Ihanwol: how Jeremy had been obsessively stalking her, confining her in the club, and using his followers to monitor her every move.

It wouldn’t matter.

Jeremy wouldn’t act so brazenly in Stella without confidence that he could cover things up with his power. Even if these claims were true, punishing him was out of the question.

Worse, some of the professors were aligned with Jeremy. Eisel could easily end up on their bad side for speaking out.

Yet, she pushed forward.

‘She’s coming back. Little by little.’

Full Frame closed her eyes, staying silent. Ihanwol wasn’t aligned with anyone. As the head of the disciplinary committee, he was strictly neutral.

...Or rather, he leaned slightly in Full Frame’s favor, bending neutrality.

But even he couldn’t overlook this incident entirely, given how much trouble Full Frame had caused. However, Eisel’s testimony gave him an excuse to lessen her punishment.

“So, that’s what happened...” Ihanwol said thoughtfully.

It was almost absurd for terms like “self-defense” or “stalking” to be brought up in a student dispute, but the situation warranted it.

“We’ll postpone the punishment for now. I’ll need to verify these claims.”

“Wait a moment, Instructor Ihanwol,” a professor interjected.

“What is it?”

The professor hurried to Ihanwol’s side and whispered urgently.

“Are you seriously considering their testimony? We’re talking about a commoner and the child of traitors, versus the crown prince of Skalben.”

“I’m aware of that.”

“Then surely you understand what kind of decision you should be making.”

“How amusing.”

Ihanwol’s lips curled into a sly smile, the scars on his face twisting as the professor gulped nervously.

“What’s so amusing?”

“You’ve been thinking about things like that all along, haven’t you? Commoner, child of traitors, crown prince...” Ihanwol’s voice dropped.

“I’m handling a dispute between students. If you’re here to bring up unrelated nonsense, you may leave.”

“W-wait!”

“I was wondering why there were so many professors from Skalben at this disciplinary hearing. Now I see why. I’ll clean this up.”

Shaking his head, Ihanwol stood, and the professors scrambled to follow him. As one of Elteman’s most trusted individuals, not even the professors could afford to be at odds with him.

When they had all left, Eisel slumped to the ground in relief.

Full Frame approached her, extending a hand.

“You did great.”

“...What?”

Eisel’s face crumpled with frustration.

“Do you realize you could have been expelled if I hadn’t come to defend you?”

“Yep. I know.”

“Then why are you so calm about it...”

“Because I knew you’d come.”

“...What?”

It was a lie, of course. But delivering such lines was Baek Yuseol’s trademark. Full Frame did her best to mimic his tone.

“Now, let’s go eat. I’m starving.”

Smiling nonchalantly, Full Frame walked ahead, leaving Eisel staring after her, dumbfounded.

‘Baek Yuseol.’

A name surfaced in Eisel’s mind.

***

Not far from Stella Academy.

A boy with silver hair, Eun Se-Ship-Il-Wol, observed the scene from a distance.

“Oh, this time things are progressing a bit more smoothly.”

He stroked his chin, his expression filled with a mix of curiosity and concern as he watched Full Frame.

“But she’ll need to hurry.”

There had been many Full Frames who had reached this point. Yet, just as many had faltered in the next steps, and there was no guarantee that this Full Frame would be any different.

“Still... I always hold hope for you, Full Frame. For my world, for our world.”