I Became A Flashing Genius At The Magic Academy-Chapter 327

"Ten years from now, the world will end."

The shocking declaration by the Silver Eleventh Moon left even the other Twelve Moons taken aback.

"Hold on... Silver Eleventh Moon, that statement borders on a ‘Heavenly Secret Revelation,’" one of them cautioned. "That’s a dangerous thing to say."

This world was governed by peculiar rules. Destiny was preordained, and anyone who revealed such knowledge could face annihilation under the rule of Heavenly Secret Revelation.

"A Heavenly Secret Revelation..."

Angel had experienced something similar before. When she shared information from the Library of Stars with Elteman Eltewin, he coughed up blood and collapsed as a result.

Recalling that unfavorable experience with Heavenly Secret Revelation, Elteman grimaced slightly, though fortunately, no one was showing signs of blood loss this time.

"Don’t worry," Silver Eleventh Moon reassured them. "I wouldn’t speak recklessly if I wasn’t aware of the consequences."

"Of course," one of the others replied. "You are the wisest among us."

"Tsk, wise... I simply see and hear more than others."

Silver Eleventh Moon looked at the unconscious Baek Yuseol and began speaking.

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"Once... there was a time when I willingly cast aside my ability to see the future. I bore resentment toward this power that allowed me only to observe the world’s end."

"I see," replied Arumon, though he found it difficult to fully empathize. Even at the level of a 9th-class wizard, a human would naturally feel curious about the future.

But the Twelve Moons were different from humans. Perhaps due to their thousand-year lifespan or their elevated status, they displayed emotions that seemed somewhat detached from those of ordinary beings.

"Yes. In this world, the future—more precisely, destiny—is predetermined."

"And yet... something allowed that boy to see a different outcome," he continued, glancing around.

"However, the question remains: What kind of future are we now facing?"

It was a question he had never thought to consider. With Baek Yuseol's interference, the future had changed... but could they be certain it was a better one?

"Are you blaming Baek Yuseol for this?" Elteman asked, his expression hardening. Though the end of the world seemed to be drawing closer by a decade, he didn’t believe for a moment it was Baek Yuseol’s fault.

"No, not at all. The acceleration of the world’s end is entirely due to the Wheel Twelfth Moon. If anything, Baek Yuseol has been delaying the inevitable."

"Do we know what Wheel Twelfth Moon is up to? Not long ago, I initiated a sealing ceremony to suppress the birth of the Twelve Moon, Tamgalto Yewol, only for Wheel Twelfth Moon to appear unexpectedly and disrupt it. He must have a reason."

"Hmm..."

Wheel Twelfth Moon was attempting to reset the fate that Baek Yuseol had altered.

If they could understand Baek Yuseol’s purpose, they might uncover Wheel Twelfth Moon’s as well.

"Have any of you heard anything?" Arumon asked Angel, Hong Biyeon, and Flame, but they all shook their heads.

"Baek Yuseol never speaks of his purpose..."

"That’s frustrating."

"It’s possible he can’t say anything," Silver Eleventh Moon speculated. "He could also be bound by the restrictions of Heavenly Secret Revelation."

"I have another question."

Arumon’s expression showed he was unsure if he should even ask it.

"If the world will end in ten years... what will cause that destruction?"

At this, not only the Twelve Moons but also the three girls fell silent.

During the summer break, when they accessed Baek Yuseol’s past through the Library of Stars, they had glimpsed the possible end of the world.

A gigantic dragon with skin as black as the darkest night...

And Baek Yuseol, clad in silver armor, standing against it.

"Black Night Thirteenth Moon."

A strange and familiar name, yet alien at the same time.

"Is there a thirteenth of the Twelve Moons?" Arumon asked, incredulous.

"No, such a being doesn’t exist in this world. But somehow, it manifests as a black dragon that sets the world ablaze."

"That’s... unthinkable."

"Human civilization crumbles, and neither the strongest weapons nor the most powerful magic can affect it."

"Magic has no effect on it? Can there truly be such a being? Where could it possibly be hiding?"

Silver Eleventh Moon didn’t respond, not because of Heavenly Secret Revelation but because even he did not know.

"Silver Eleventh Moon, would we merely sit idly by as the world is destroyed? Where would we be at that time?"

"I don’t know."

"How could that be? Don’t you have the power to see all futures?"

"I cannot see everything. At best, I observe the broad framework of events. And on the day of the world’s end, we are not there."

"Why...?"

As Pink Third Moon opened her mouth in disbelief, Tamgalto Yewol, who had been quietly listening from the corner, interjected nonchalantly.

"Perhaps we were already destroyed long before the world’s end."

"Tamgalto Yewol! Enough with the negativity," Pink Third Moon chided.

"Sorry. But isn’t that the only plausible explanation? Neither Bronze Twelfth Moon nor Golden Seventh Moon would sit idly by if humanity faced extinction."

Indeed, some of the Twelve Moons, motivated by a sense of justice, would undoubtedly fight against the black dragon for humanity’s sake.

That would be the expected course of action.

So why, then, was there no sign of the Twelve Moons in the future?

"Tamgalto Yewol!" Pink Third Moon scolded again, but Silver Eleventh Moon raised his hand to stop her.

"No, he might have a point."

"Even you, Silver Eleventh Moon...?"

"Think about it. Why are we gathered here now?"

"Because of Baek Yuseol... oh?"

Pink Third Moon trailed off, catching herself, and then looked around.

Four of the Twelve Moons, beings who were never meant to gather, were here in one place. Though not in their true forms, even their spirit bodies meeting like this was a rare occurrence.

"Yes, Baek Yuseol has gathered us."

"Could it be that Baek Yuseol’s purpose is to unite all of us?"

"It’s possible. After all, no one in history has ever received the blessings of more than one of the Twelve Moons."

"Indeed. A body cannot withstand more than one blessing."

"And yet, Baek Yuseol has received the blessings of four."

Flowerserin, who had been quietly observing, tilted her head as if something seemed odd.

"But... isn’t Wheel Twelfth Moon’s goal similar?"

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

"Last time, when Elteman and I tried to seal Tamgalto Yewol, Wheel Twelfth Moon intervened and prevented it. If Baek Yuseol’s goal is to gather the Twelve Moons, wouldn’t Wheel Twelfth Moon be trying to prevent him from meeting them all?"

"...That’s a fair point."

"So, is our theory off? Well, Silver Eleventh Moon, it seems even you can be mistaken."

"I don’t claim to know everything."

"Ugh, so we’re still left in the dark."

Then, after a moment of silence, Angel raised her hand timidly. Elteman couldn’t help but smile at how she looked like a student about to answer a question in class.

"Angel? Go ahead."

"I just thought... maybe Wheel Twelfth Moon also wants to gather the Twelve Moons, just like Baek Yuseol?"

"Why do you think that?"

"Well... Baek Yuseol and I have been studying Shiny Moonology at school, and, um... it’s just a legend I heard."

When all Twelve Moons gather, something extraordinary happens.

"Is that... possible?"

Angel’s tentative words seemed to surprise everyone. Surrounded by figures of immense stature, even speaking seemed daunting for her.

"Interesting point. What do the Twelve Moons think about this?" Elteman asked.

"That’s..."

The Twelve Moons fell silent.

It wasn’t an entirely baseless legend.

However...

"We don’t know," Silver Eleventh Moon said, shaking his head.

"Long ago, the first wizard who created us scattered us across the world and placed restrictions on us. We have lived apart ever since, without fully understanding why."

"Yes... it’s just fate. That’s the way it’s always been. These thoughts have always lingered in our minds, making it seem normal to live like this."

Everyone seemed to think of a single word, though no one dared to say it.

"Brainwashing."

"Flame!" Elteman exclaimed.

"Wait, Miss Flame! Such sensitive words..."

"What? Doesn’t it fit?"

Flame’s candid remark left everyone pale, as it could be seen as an insult to the pride of the Twelve Moons.

However, the Twelve Moons themselves didn’t seem offended; instead, they lowered their heads thoughtfully.

"It’s true. We are beings far too powerful to have been released into the world without restrictions," one of them admitted.

"So... perhaps we have indeed been living under some form of brainwashing."

"Well, at least they didn’t take offense," Elteman sighed in relief. "It seems certain that, for some reason, the first wizard placed a restriction that prevented you from meeting each other."

And perhaps...

"It means Baek Yuseol and Wheel Twelfth Moon know what happens

if all Twelve Moons gather."

That would explain why they were both working to bring the Twelve Moons together.

While Wheel Twelfth Moon was bound by restrictions that prevented him from intervening openly, he subtly influenced events from the periphery. On the other hand, Baek Yuseol stood at the center of the story, directly manipulating the flow of destiny.

"If so... then gathering here may be risky for us," one of them noted.

"Right. The fact that the end accelerated right after Baek Yuseol collapsed probably means something similar. He tried to gather us to prevent it, but Wheel Twelfth Moon may now have a chance to exploit the situation."

"We’re not fools. We won’t fall for that conniving wretch’s schemes."

"...Let’s hope so."

With Silver Eleventh Moon’s final words, everyone fell silent.

Was the path Baek Yuseol had worked so hard to create truly the right one?

For that to be clear...

"I hope Baek Yuseol wakes up soon..."

He must wake up.

But, since that day...

Baek Yuseol showed no signs of waking.

Days turned to weeks, weeks to a month, and finally, the New Year arrived.

On January 1st, as the first snow of the year fell, something strange happened.

While the nurse caring for Baek Yuseol briefly stepped out, his body began to float, surrounded by a faint green glow.

A soft, life-giving light pulsed and radiated from him, so vibrant that if a doctor had seen it, they might have mistaken it for the moment of new life being born.

Flutter—

"Huh?"

Hearing a sound from his room, the nurse rushed back in, only to find Baek Yuseol lying back on the bed, perfectly still.

"Nothing happened? What was that sound...?"

Noticing his blanket slightly askew, the nurse gently straightened it and assumed it was merely the wind from a slightly open window. She closed the window securely and left the room.

Twitch!

Baek Yuseol’s eyebrow trembled ever so slightly, but unfortunately, no one was there to witness it.