I Became A Flashing Genius At The Magic Academy-Chapter 325
A season when the last of the autumn leaves fall from red maples, leaving bare branches swaying in the chill.
As winter approaches, the exchange program between Starflower Tree Academy and Stellar Academy draws to an end. The exchange students head back, with the credits earned added to their grades for the semester, bringing satisfaction to most Stellar students who could now leave Starflower Tree at ease.
“Promise you’ll call when you come next time!”
“I will! I’ll come visit during winter break!”
But not all left with a light heart. Many had formed strong bonds, even exchanging addresses or starting relationships after having survived the recent wraith disaster together, deepening the trust between humans and elves.
"Flame... they’re staring at us again..."
Angel glanced nervously at a group nearby, subtly nodding in their direction. Flame followed her gaze.
It was the Blossom Trio, Starflower’s wealthiest and most popular boys, casting longing looks towards them, unable to approach.
Not surprising—Flame had rebuffed their leader, Serang, during the recent crisis, drawing a clear boundary.
“Well, that makes things easier,” Flame said indifferently, dismissing them with a casual shrug. Angel hesitated, then ventured to speak.
"Baek Yuseol... he never came, did he?”
“...No, he didn’t.”
About a week ago, news had spread worldwide of Tamgalto Yewol's march toward the World Tree. It was a rare occurrence for one of the Twelve Moon Saints to make an appearance, and the world had been abuzz for days, speculating on why he moved and what stopped him.
Theories circulated, the most popular being that Elf Queen Flowerserin had held him off, using her great green wings and powerful magic. But Flame had an inkling that Baek Yuseol had something to do with it. She sensed he had likely done something to stop Tamgalto Yewol but was unable to return as a result.
‘What’s going on...?’
If he were injured, there should be news; if he died, they’d be informed. But the Starflower Academy faculty was oddly silent about Baek Yuseol, as if some higher authority had ordered them to keep quiet.
‘A higher authority? Could it be...?’
Her train of thought was interrupted by a voice.
“Flame, is it?”
“Huh?”
She looked up to see three high elves clad in knightly armor approaching. One stepped forward and introduced herself.
"I am Knight Hasongyeon of the Blue Pine Order. I understand you three were close to Baek Yuseol.”
“...How do you know that?”
“We’ll explain, but could we continue this conversation somewhere more private?”
* * *
Once they were inside the carriage, Knight Hasongyeon sat across from Flame, Angel, and Hong Biyeon with a solemn expression, her large figure making the carriage feel cramped.
“I'm sure you’ve been worried about Baek Yuseol’s whereabouts. I apologize for the delay in informing you.”
As she bowed, Flame and Angel exchanged uneasy glances, quickly reassuring her.
“Oh, no... there's no need to apologize...”
“No need... really...”
“Enough. Just get to the point,” interrupted Hong Biyeon, cutting through the awkwardness.
“Ten days ago, Baek Yuseol led a mission with twenty knights to the Land of the Dead Giants to stop the awakening of Tamgalto Yewol. Did you know?”
The three girls shook their heads.
“I see. He had left a message beforehand, asking that if he were to go missing or perish, this information be passed on to his most trusted companions.”
“Wait—what do you mean missing or... dead?” Angel stammered, her voice trembling.
“The mission was extremely dangerous. He succeeded in stopping Tamgalto Yewol and restoring life to the World Tree, saving it from destruction. However...”
The mission had been a success. Then, what of Baek Yuseol?
“...Unfortunately, despite the mission’s success, he has been missing for a week. Queen Flowerserin herself attempted to reconnect with Tamgalto Yewol's consciousness to locate him.”
“W-what? That’s crazy...”
After all, the recent “Wraith Disaster” had been caused by Tamgalto Yewol’s presence. Awakening him again was an extreme measure, one the elder high elves strongly opposed—yet Flowerserin had overruled them, locking the elders in the Root Prison and proceeding regardless.
“So... did it work?” Angel asked anxiously, her eyes filled with tension. Knight Hasongyeon let out a faint sigh.
“We found him.”
“Oh, thank goodness...”
“But there’s a problem.”
Hasongyeon’s stoic expression turned grim as she clenched her fists, her guilt palpable.
“What problem?” Flame demanded.
“Baek Yuseol is in a coma. He... may never wake up.”
“...What?”
The three girls stared blankly, unable to process the words. They were taken to the Fairy Hospital, a renowned place where only the best healers were allowed to practice, specializing in treating beings of all kinds.
"Her Majesty wanted him sent to Sarikot Hospital, but the World Tree’s overwhelming energy there would be unbearable for a human.”
“Of course...”
As they walked through the crowded corridors filled with patients recovering from the recent disaster, people moved aside to let them pass.
The elevator took them to the top floor, where they found a large, private room with a single bed in the center. A young man with dark hair lay there, peacefully asleep, seemingly untroubled.
The girls instinctively looked toward the doctor, who stood watch over him, his pointed ears drooping as he explained.
“Life force toxicity.”
“Life... force toxicity?”
“A new term I coined myself.”
“Life force is supposed to be good, isn’t it? If he’s overdosed on it, shouldn’t he be more energetic...?”
Angel rambled in confusion, and the doctor’s tone turned grim.
“When a child is born, it is surrounded by an immense release of life energy, but after that, the energy gradually settles. Humans can’t survive with too little life energy, nor can they withstand too much.”
The doctor looked out the window.
“Right now, Baek Yuseol is experiencing a constant, overwhelming surge of life energy—almost as if he’s continually in a state similar to a newborn at the moment of birth.”
“Oh...”
Hong Biyeon felt her chest tighten as she looked at him. He seemed so peaceful, as if merely sleeping, yet something unfathomable was happening within him.
“How can he be treated?”
The doctor shook his head.
“I have lived for two centuries, treated elves, fairies, goblins, dwarves, humans... even ghosts. But this... I don’t know how to treat this.”
Angel fell to the floor, hands clasped over her mouth, trying to stifle her cries.
There was no known cause, no cure. Life force toxicity... it was a mysterious, cruel phenomenon.
“Tomorrow morning, he will be transferred to Stellar’s medical center. Headmaster Elteman has promised the best medical team. Have faith. He’ll recover soon.”
The doctor’s words lacked conviction, and the girls couldn’t bring themselves to trust his assurances. After he and Hasongyeon left, only the three of them remained in the quiet room, staring at Baek Yuseol’s sleeping form.
Time passed, with the sun setting and the cold night creeping in. Angel moved to close the window, worried that the chill might harm him.
What could they do now?
Her mind filled with unanswerable questions, she simply stood by the window, lost in thought.
*Ding!*
The elevator doors opened, and someone entered.
“What a pitiful sight.”
The three girls turned to see Jellyel entering with a fruit basket, followed by a nurse.
“I figured as much when I heard you’d arrived first, but is this really all you can muster, mentally? Humans are so weak.”
Jellyel set the basket down by Baek Yuseol’s bedside.
“Mental strength? Stop picking a fight, Jellyel.”
“Oh, really? Look at yourselves. You look like you’re mourning.”
“...What?”
“Baek Yuseol isn’t dead yet. Look at him, breathing normally. He’ll wake up, as he always does. I believe in that—don’t you?”
“You little...”
Flame started to snap at her but held back, closing her mouth in frustration. Jellyel continued.
“I’ve spared no expense. I’m assembling the world’s best alchemists and mana scholars to work on this.”
Turning to the nurse, she added, “I need updates on his condition, no matter how small.”
The nurse gave a hesitant nod before noticing something outside the window and stumbling back with a gasp.
“Huh...?!”
“What now?”
Looking toward the window, Jellyel scowled as she spotted a muscular man, glowing blue, standing with his arms crossed.
“Oh...?”
The four girls drew their staffs, aiming them cautiously at the stranger.
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The blue man ignored them, speaking to the empty air.
“What do you think?”
To whom was he speaking? As they pondered, an elderly figure, cloaked in silver light, materialized and responded.
“Tsk. How would I know? What brings you here, Bronze Twelfth Moon?”
“Ah, Silver Eleventh Moon. Winter is the perfect season for me.”
The girls paled, recognizing the names.
‘S-Silver? No way...’
‘Could they be... the Twelve Moons?’
As one of them dropped her staff in shock, a pink figure appeared, gracefully shimmering into form.
“This is quite improper.”
“Oh, Pink Third Moon, it’s been a thousand years, hasn’t it?”
“Silver Eleventh Moon... we’re not meant to meet face
-to-face.”
“Yes, that’s true.”
“But, thanks to this boy, we’re finally free from that fate! He holds all our blessings, so gathering here is permissible!”
Despite Bronze Twelfth Moon’s words, Pink Third Moon’s expression remained tense.
“Now, where’s the one responsible for putting this brave boy in such a state?”
“There, sulking in the corner.”
Indeed, crouched in the corner was a man draped in earthy brown, sporting a smart monocle, a neat beard, and a dapper suit. Yet his posture was one of utter defeat.
“...It’s my fault. All my fault.”
“Come now, Tamgalto Yewol! You think this boy won’t awaken?”
“I don’t know...”
“Ah, some things never change,” Silver Eleventh Moon muttered, shaking his head.
The girls watched in awe and bewilderment, barely able to comprehend the reality before them.
Standing around Baek Yuseol’s bedside were the Twelve Moons, the most powerful and enigmatic beings in existence.
