I Don’t Have Any Magic Power but I’m Having a Blast at the Academy

I Don’T Have Any Magic Power But I’M Having A Blast At The Academy 77

77

······Mid-June, Saturday, 8 p.m.

“Sigh, how did I end up like this…”

Amelia sighed deeply as she strolled through the bustling nighttime square.

She had agreed to be the bait, lured by the promise of a share of Han Seul Potion, but the nerves still rattled within her.

Anyone would feel the same if they knew who she had to lure – the formidable evil, Naeté’s Mage Georg.

To capture such an evil, they would have to send out top-tier psychics from the Psychic Association, showing how dangerous they were.

Amelia’s decision to accept the request to lure such a dangerous being was due to her belief that great gains come with great risks.

If she succeeded this time, she could obtain a share of the potion that could dominate the pharmaceutical industry. That alone was worth the risk.

Of course, it was also a decision carefully made after examining and approving Heaesol’s plan to capture Georg.

‘The possibility is over 80%.’

Surprisingly, Heaesol’s plan was close to perfection. If there were no variables, they could capture Georg easily.

Never did she dream that the plan would involve luring a mage.

In any case, he was a man who was capable of causing unimaginable accidents.

Thanks to him, she had to endure walking through the square like this.

All eyes in the square were focused solely on her.

It was only natural for Amelia to be quite confident today, given the effort she put into her appearance.

Wearing a white blouse with a ribbon and a blue pleated skirt, Amelia exuded a bright and cute charm that immediately caught people’s attention.

“How’s the reaction?”

“I don’t know.”

In response to Isol’s voice coming through her earphones, Amelia pursed her lips as if sulking.

After all, she was already a complete spectacle in people’s eyes.

“Just bear with it a little. You know, there’s no one else who can do it except you. You have to look pretty to draw Georg’s attention.”

“Well, I can’t help it.”

At the compliment, Amelia tilted her head slightly. Despite that, she felt good, and her lips involuntarily curled upwards.

“Don’t forget, I’ll give you a share of the potion.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll talk to Mr. Saeul as soon as it’s over.”

“The melon bread is missing.”

“I’ll give you whatever you want.”

A small smile formed on Amelia’s face.

Though a bit nervous, she relaxed.

***

“The melon bread is missing.”

“I’ll give you whatever you want,” I said with a bitter smile.

Amelia’s voice requesting melon bread was trembling severely. It was her own joke to ease the tension.

It was only natural; she had to be the bait for Georg, the ruthless mine owner.

“You’re watching me, right?”

“Don’t worry. I’ll keep watching.”

Walking down the street, responding to Amelia’s continuous chatter as if confirming my presence was necessary.

Facing Georg alone was a dangerous mission that could only make one tense.

Therefore, I was grateful and sorry for Amelia, who willingly stepped forward.

“I should repay her when this is over.”

What would she like?

Should I give her a wand as a magician? Even without it, the Spirit Stone of Parangyi was very suitable for a magician’s wand. Or should I find her a familiar?

Lost in such thoughts, a sudden thud echoed through the floor.

Turning to the side, I saw Aren subduing a mine.

“As expected, quite something.”

The subdued mine was one of Georg’s close aides, only four in total.

A mine that ranked as ‘elite.’ Aren had subdued such a mine without any significant injuries.

Truly the elite of the Undemons. He bore the title of ‘Chimera’ among the mines.

Aren appeared ordinary on the outside but harbored over ten types of magic inside his body, making him a monster.

“Elaine, can you do it?”

“Yeah. Leave it to me.”

Elaine, who was by my side, nodded and then placed her hand on the unconscious mine’s head.

A purple ominous magic circle appeared, and then the mine shuddered, eyes flashing open.

The lad rose from his seat at Elaine’s gesture.

Elaine’s organ.

A curse magic, the “Puppeteer.”

Unlike destroying a spirit core, the lad’s movements under Elaine’s puppetry were remarkably smooth. It seemed as if he was moving of his own volition.

As I watched his actions, I activated the status window. A blue map appeared before me. It was a map of the Yeonghak Industrial City in Wonju, Gangwon Province, where I currently was.

The map was dotted with ‘red marks’ all around. The aquatic spirits Georgh had deployed. The lad’s ‘eyes.’

The [Georgh Subjugation] quest had begun, and the locations of his aquatic spirits were marked on the map.

And the numbers had significantly decreased compared to the first time I saw them.

While there were originally ten spread out on each side, now only three remained on the left, whereas only one was left on the right.

“Fast.”

The one who went left was a member of the Undemon organization, and the one on the right was Han Seyeon. However, Han Seyeon was faster.

Her ‘blue mark’ had already moved to the last remaining red mark. And now, that red mark had just disappeared. I connected to Han Seyeon’s earpiece.

“Well done. That was the last one. Are you hurt?”

– No, I’m fine.

“Do you see my location marked on your GPS? Come to where I am.”

– Got it. Heading over there…

At that moment, Han Seyeon suddenly stopped speaking.

“What’s wrong?”

– It’s nothing serious. Hyesol, I’ll contact you again in a bit.

“?”

As the earpiece disconnected, I frowned in confusion.

***

On the rooftop of the building.

Han Seyeon, who had ended the call, gazed ahead.

A boy who looked about ten suddenly appeared in front of her.

“To remove my eyes, who sent you here?”

The boy was none other than Georgh.

He was in a sensitive state due to not obtaining the Pearl of the Sea God. He also harbored a sense of crisis that someone who had hindered him in the Sea God Alliance might appear here.

Therefore, he was cautious about his spirits, and that’s where Han Seyeon came into play.

In truth, Georgh had intended to kill Han Seyeon upon seeing her. However, he was taken aback when he saw the darkness she wielded.

Seeing her use ‘magic,’ he judged her to be a skilled practitioner sent by the Seven Evils or the Five Demons.

The mages only joined forces out of necessity, always ready to turn on each other at the slightest gap, as they were tribes willing to kill each other at any moment.

It all made sense now. It was the Seven Evils or the Five Demons who had thwarted his plans in the Sea God Alliance.

“Well, I’ve been idle for a while.”

A crimson mist rose from Georgh’s body like an aura. It was the curse magic he boasted of. ‘Blood Magic.’

In reality, Georgh rarely used blood magic from the start. It signified that he was going all out.

Only when facing the same ‘Seven Evils’ or their superiors, the ‘Five Demons,’ or when facing the top-tier supernaturals sent by the Association of the Supernatural, would he show such a reaction.

Georgh saw Han Seyeon as a threat to that extent.

He had never witnessed such dark yet pure magic in his lifetime.

“Can’t we just let her go?”

Han Seyeon wore a troubled smile.

Meeting Georg here was a situation even she hadn’t expected.

But if she were to fight, it would ruin Yihaesol’s plan. That was something Seyeon dreaded more than anything.

Yet Georg seemed unwilling to let her go.

“You’re talking nonsense.”

His snort only seemed to provoke her further.

So Seyeon chose to ‘retreat’.

Her figure, engulfed in darkness, melted into the night.

“You think you can escape!”

An immense violet aura burst out from Georg like waves.

Taking the shape of a massive stake, it pierced through Seyeon melting into the night.

Ssshh.

The darkness engulfed the stake of blood, absorbing it entirely.

Soon, the stake vanished.

Seyeon was nowhere to be seen.

Georg’s expression contorted in frustration.

“You think you can just run after taking that hit?”

Though not fatal, Georg was confident that his recent attack had inflicted significant injury upon Seyeon.

He was surprised.

He had never killed using this technique before. Yet she not only endured it but also managed to escape.

“…You wasted too much strength.”

Georg had used up a considerable portion of his magi in his previous strike.

For someone who strained his body to the utmost, such wastage of power was not ideal.

Even using just 10% of his power, he wouldn’t leave the room until his strength fully recovered.

“I shouldn’t come out for a while.”

Losing Seyeon was disappointing, but safety took precedence over hunting for him.

As Georg, planning to move only his doppelganger, was about to leave the rooftop.

Ring ring—

His smartphone rang.

“Ugh, annoying.”

Thinking it was a call from home, Georg impatiently answered the smartphone.

However, the voice coming from the other end belonged to his subordinate.

─Georg.

“What is it, Agon?”

─We found the owner of pure mana.

Georg, who was about to leap over the railing, froze for a moment.

“…Pure mana?”

─Yes. And they meet all the criteria, including appearance.

“······.”

Georg fell silent for a moment.

Though he was swayed by the term ‘pure magic power,’ what bothered him was that the power was not entirely intact.

“Are you absolutely sure about the pure magic power?”

-Yes, I am certain. I confirmed it myself.

“Tell me where.”

Finally deciding to go himself after hesitating, Georg briefly recalled the image of Han Seyeon he had missed a while ago but dismissed it.

‘She’s injured, so there’s no need to worry.’

His obsessive pursuit of pure magic power somewhat paralyzed him with a sense of danger.

He didn’t even consider bringing her through his subordinates. He despised others touching the woman dedicated to him to the point of being pathological. That was no exception for a doppelganger.

And so, as Georg headed home, he changed direction and slammed the railing.

***

“How did it go?”

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I asked Elaine, watching her end the call like a puppet.

“It was successful. He’ll be moving this way soon.”

“Great.”

Grinning, I connected to Amelia’s earpiece.

“Just stand by at Warpjin. He’ll be coming soon.”

-Yes, got it.

“Don’t be nervous. If things go south, follow what I told you and run. It’s safe that way.”

Encouraging Amelia like that, I ended the call as someone descended to the rooftop where I was.

Recognizing the person as Han Seyeon, I approached her with a smile, but paused for a moment.

“Hey, are you okay?”

“Yeah. I’m just a bit drained from using up a lot of energy. Don’t worry about me.”

Han Seyeon, saying so, appeared a bit paler than usual.

“Don’t push yourself too hard, take a break if you need to.”

“Got it. I’ll rest if it gets tough.”

Smiling at my concern, Han Seyeon nodded.

“Let’s go.”

I took the lead, with Aren, Elaine, and Han Seyeon following behind. And so, we moved towards the agreed-upon location.

***

Amelia stood quietly on one side of the square. Despite numerous people trying to engage with her, the moment Georg arrived, she instantly recognized who he was.

-It’s likely that an inhumanly beautiful or handsome person will come. So, the high probability is that it’s Georg.

Contrary to Yehaesol’s words, he was a ‘beautiful non-human boy.’

“Sister, talk to me.”

“······.”

A boy demanding a conversation out of the blue. Amelia resisted the urge to speak and avoided eye contact at all costs.

In her mind, Georg’s trauma, as explained by Yehaesol, came to mind.

-If a pretty or handsome person doesn’t show interest and ignores him, he’ll go crazy. So, if someone seems decent-looking, just ignore them for now.

Following that advice, Amelia ignored the boy and engaged in conversation with others, laughing and talking.

“Excuse me? Why aren’t you listening to me?”

Innocently blinking his eyes, the boy tilted his head with a smile. It was only then that Amelia glanced at the boy. A bright smile adorned the boy’s face.

Seeing that bright smile, Amelia suppressed her trembling heart and spoke up.

“Because I’m ugly.”

“······.”

In an instant, the boy’s face, which was beaming with a smile, twisted viciously like a demon.

“Me, ugly?”

“Yeah, you’re ugly.”

“Me? I’m ugly?”

“Yeah.”

“You crazy bastard… I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you! Argh!”

The boy, breathing heavily, lunged at Amelia. A dense aura emanated from his body.

And at that moment─

Whoosh!

In response to the aura, a bright light burst forth from the ground.

“Kwah!”

The boy, Georg, furrowed his brow. Soon, when he opened his eyes, he had transitioned to a different space.

“Where, where am I─!”

Excited, Georg frantically searched around for Amelia.

Soon, when Georg spotted Amelia in the distance and nervously moved towards her.

“Wait!”

Suddenly, a white light illuminated the square.

Zzzz…

A dark smoke rose from Georg’s body. His body writhed as if trying to undo the transformation. Georg, with a contorted expression, turned his head towards the source of the light. And then.

“Hello. You piglet.”

I greeted Georg cheerfully, with Asta perched on my shoulder.