I Became the Academy's Disabled Student-Chapter 365: Gift (1)

"Wow."

Streams of water continued to flow in midair. Dozens of rivers, swirling in a ring, flowed gently, centered around Baek Ah-rin.

Around the ring, rain fell, and it seemed as if time had stopped, with round puddles rising densely in the air.

Baek Ah-rin, looking around, spun her spear.

Crack! The water rings froze. The droplets froze as well. In an instant, the water magic was replaced with cold air.

"Ooh."

She spun the spear again. Sweeek! The ice shattered and turned back into ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) flowing water.

Not everything was transformed.

Half of the ring stayed as water, flowing smoothly, while the other half froze and followed the flow. The rings of water and ice spun around in a dizzying circle.

"This is truly something else."

I couldn’t stop admiring it.

The dough Ihayul had made and handed over... the weapon. Baek Ah-rin had shaped it like the spear she normally used.

Since we were in the training ground, I tried it out briefly. Even with just a short use, I could already feel its performance.

The conversion between water and cold magic was fast. And it was convenient. I didn’t need to focus as much as usual, and it was much quicker and more precise.

This wasn’t just an energy adjustment. The spear was enhancing the use of Changhae’s magic. The process of manifesting and manipulating Changhae’s magic was smooth.

That was already astonishing, but what truly amazed me was something else.

Baek Ah-rin drew on the cold air. Crack! The ground beneath her froze. The moisture in the air also froze and fell to the ground with a soft thud.

She lifted her hand slightly. The movement slowed a bit. Even though it was her own skin, the cold pierced her bones.

But it was much more bearable than before.

‘Does it carry the burden with it?’

Unlike Changhae’s water magic, ice magic has a higher burden. Especially with Baek Ah-rin’s powerful output and for some reason, the burden was extreme for her.

But now, with the spear in hand, the burden was reduced.

Whoosh...Even that reduced burden felt even lighter now.

A ring on her finger. A gift from Ihayul on the last day of the winter break. The warm energy flowing from the bright red ruby spread through her body.

At the same time, warmth also flowed from the spear. Despite being a weapon designed to handle Changhae’s magic, warmth radiated from the spear’s shaft.

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The auxiliary function of Changhae was enormous, and it was relieving a lot of the burden.

‘A treasure.’

That was a simple assessment. An objective one as well.

Didn’t I say I would make a weapon similar to the Beacon Sword? I really did achieve that.

This weapon is in no way inferior to the Beacon Sword. No, it’s even better than the Beacon Sword. Ihayul didn’t mention ‘special products’ for no reason.

If it weren’t a special product? I haven’t seen it myself, but I don’t think it would fall short of the Beacon Sword.

"...Heh."

Even while wielding Changhae, I couldn’t help but smile at the warmth I felt. It was a natural smile, even if I tried to think otherwise.

"Ihayul."

[How is it?]

[Do you see any problems or discomfort?]

At my small call, Ihayul quickly approached, as if waiting for it. Baek Ah-rin, while caressing the spear, lowered her gaze.

Her eyes were closed. But every time Baek Ah-rin expressed admiration, the twitching corners of her mouth and her shoulders made her emotions easy to read.

"No problems or drawbacks... I don’t see any at all. It’s really amazing."

[Hehe.]

Even now, her grin was obvious, showing her pride and joy.

Baek Ah-rin, who giggled, pulled Ihayul into her arms tightly. Ihayul, too, buried his face in her chest as if he had been waiting for this.

"Weren’t you tired while making this? It looks like it would consume a lot of mental energy..."

[Ugh...]

[A little tired, but it’s fine...]

[Softly]

"Heh, I see... Alright, until everyone arrives, shall we rest like this for a bit?"

[Yes...]

Baek Ah-rin, who offered her arms to Ihayul, gently sat on the floor.

"..."

At the sight of them, Lee Ji-yeon, who had been checking the weapon’s performance, awkwardly approached.

Then, sitting beside them, Lee Ji-yeon glanced at Baek Ah-rin and Ihayul, who was nestled in her arms.

The posture of Ihayul buried in her chest. His small frame naturally fit into her embrace.

"...Ah-rin, isn’t this uncomfortable? If it is, we can—"

"It’s fine. Ihayul is so small, right? It actually feels just right and comfortable holding him like this."

"Really?"

Surely, I never felt uncomfortable when holding Ihayul for medical purposes a few times.

Rather, it was a comforting and fulfilling feeling as his small frame fit snugly into my arms.

Warm, soft, and giving off a pleasant scent...

"Didn’t you feel the same, Ji-yeon unni?"

"Well... Hmm!"

"Hmmm..."

"I misspoke. Ahem."

Lee Ji-yeon, who had been about to reply unconsciously, cleared her throat. Baek Ah-rin, shaking her head, rested her chin on Ihayul’s head and smiled.

"Anyway, I just tried it out briefly, but... it’s really amazing. Ihayul, what’s the name of this weapon?"

[Softly...]

[Name?]

[I haven’t decided yet.]

"Huh? You haven’t decided on a name yet?"

Baek Ah-rin, who had naturally assumed it already had a name, tilted her head.

"Isn’t naming important for establishing the uniqueness?"

[It’s still a prototype.]

[Soft.]

[The user is slowly bonding with it while also engraving it.]

"Aha... So the engraving process from the Beacon Sword got pushed back, huh?"

[That’s right.]

The production of the Beacon Sword takes at least a few months, or more than half a year in some cases.

During that time, the future owner must periodically engage in the engraving process.

It’s a tedious process. That’s why Ihayul pushed the engraving process to the back.

"So how are you going to name it?"

[Uhhh...]

Ihayul, who was nestled in her arms, wiggled slightly as if thinking.

[Maybe Baek Ah-rin and Lee Ji-yeon... the person who will be its master should decide the name themselves?]

"Is that the result of all that thinking? Then... I’ll have to think about it. Ihayul, let me know if you think of a good name."

[Yes...]

The voice from the necklace trailed off. Baek Ah-rin, who could see the drowsiness in his tone, gently patted Ihayul’s back.

It was almost evening, but since he seemed drowsy, she intended to let him sleep if she could.

Although they didn’t have a conversation, Lee Ji-yeon didn’t stop Baek Ah-rin’s actions.

"Soon, there will be dungeon practice again, and you can try it out during the Tower entry too, and figure it out... Oh, right. Ji-yeon unni, isn’t the second-year Tower entry a bit more challenging?"

"Tower entry? Ah, yeah. The first semester of second year’s Tower entry is special."

Looking at Ihayul, who was nestled in Baek Ah-rin’s arms with a strange expression, Lee Ji-yeon nodded immediately.

Usually, the contents of the Tower entry schedule are fixed.

The first semester of the first year is mostly about ‘survival and competition’ in the Tower.

The second semester of the first year is about ‘reflection,’ where students fight with their manifested selves.

And the second semester of the second year...

"Rehyeon... yeah, I still remember. After it ended, I just stayed in the dorm for a few days."

"I heard everyone had a tough time. Well, judging by what happened, it seems obvious."

The second-year first semester’s Tower entry theme is Rehyeon. It’s a famous schedule, and its fame comes with a heavy share of notoriety.

"Experiencing the magic realm in the student days is an immense experience. Of course, it’s incredibly difficult..."

"Experiencing the era of chaos, unless you’re a Shiyoram, is impossible."

The African magic realm, specifically the one during the chaotic era.

In the second-year first semester Tower entry, that past and space will be recreated.

[Yeah...]

That was the moment.

Ihayul, who had been half-sleeping in Baek Ah-rin’s arms, suddenly slowly raised his head.

His closed eyes blinked and opened fully.

"Ihayul, what’s wrong?"

[Yeonhwa has arrived.]

"Huh? Yeonhwa? Didn’t she say she was eating out because of work?"

"She must’ve finished early."

"Or maybe she finished early because she wanted to see someone..."

Ihayul, who slipped out of Baek Ah-rin’s arms, shook his head. Rubbing his eyes, he shook off the drowsiness and walked briskly toward the mansion’s front gate.

He didn’t just leave. It was a welcome based on precise time calculations through observation.

"Yeonhwa, are you here?"

"...Ah, Ihayul."

Thanks to this, I was able to perfectly meet Hong Yeonhwa, who had just entered the front gate.

Hong Yeonhwa, who had been petting the spirits that had gathered to welcome her, brightened up immediately.

"You said you’d eat out, but you’re here early?"

"My work finished early. What about dinner? Have you eaten yet?"

"No, not yet. Everyone hasn’t arrived yet. Come in quickly. If you wash up slowly, the timing will match."

"Hmph, thanks."

"Hehe..."

Hong Yeonhwa, who gently embraced Ihayul, gave him a brief kiss.

"Yeonhwa, you said you’d be late, but you came early?"

"Yeah. I thought it’d take longer, but it was quicker than I thought..."

Hong Yeonhwa’s gaze turned away, and her words trailed off. Baek Ah-rin waved her hand in greeting with a peaceful expression.

Swaying gently

The blue feathered cape wrapped around her hand.

"Huh?"

Hong Yeonhwa, blinking, turned her gaze to the side.

Lee Ji-yeon. She, too, had a cape with a mix of brown and green, perfectly suited for her.

Hong Yeonhwa’s gaze returned to Ihayul.

The white cape swaying gracefully in the wind was very similar.

"...Ihayul, what are those two?"

"Oh. That’s right! I was just about to tell you! I just made these, so...!"

Ihayul, who was about to explain the weapon, was pinched on the cheek by a jealous hand.

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The founder of the Geobhwa clan, Hong Yeon, has the Beacon Sword stored at the main house.

Its primary use is ceremonial.

Unless it's the founder himself, it cannot perform its full function, but the symbolism of the Beacon Sword as the founder's weapon makes it suitable for various rituals.

"But I think that kid used it?"

At the top floor of the Geobhwa clan's main house, in the chief executive’s office.

Hong Jin-hyeok, the current purifier of the clan, leaned back on a guest sofa and shrugged his shoulders.

"I saw the blade definitely heating up back then, and the marks are still there... Wasn’t it also engraved?"

"I know, so stop talking about it."

"Yes, yes."

Hearing his chattering voice, Choi Ji-yeon, who had been holding her head in frustration, sharply shot back at him.

Hong Jin-hyeok raised his hands with a feigned innocence and fell silent. Choi Ji-yeon let out a deep sigh and placed her hand on her forehead.

Originally, the Beacon Sword is a weapon given only to the clan head.

Of course, excellent swords are given to other members of the clan, like Hong Jin-hyeok, the purifier, but the Beacon Sword symbolizes the clan head.

However, it was going to be bestowed upon Ihayul.

He held the founder's Beacon Sword and stained the blade. It’s said that the sword, which hadn’t had a master since the founder, was stained and could never have a master again.

He showed that sight right in the middle of a regular banquet. With so many eyes watching, it was impossible to hide.

"So, you were planning to bestow it..."

Tradition and symbolism. These are crucial elements for consolidating and maintaining power, but this time, I thought it was an exception.

Ihayul manifested Geobhwa’s power. With output comparable to Hong Yeonhwa’s, and with a completely different uniqueness that had evolved from Geobhwa’s power.

It had to be seized.

Coincidentally, he and Hong Yeonhwa already had such a relationship. It wasn’t even a political marriage.

So, when Ihayul had some time, he was going to formally invite him, intending to give the Beacon Sword as a sort of gift.

But, before that moment could come, a big incident occurred.

"I said that if you kept it, it’d turn into crap..."

"No...! I wasn’t trying to keep it! I was planning to give it properly! Through the right procedure!"

"I think you might have been a little late trying to go through that procedure..."

"Ah, aahh! Who could have known something like this would happen?!"

Ihayul, the son-in-law, the special Geobhwa manifestor, the mad dog who corrected Hong Yeonhwa.

That kid... despite having Geobhwa’s power, he also manifested Changhae.

And then, he manifested Taesan as well.

He activated three abilities from the Bloodline Inheritance. Why? How? I don’t know. I heard a vague explanation, but I still don’t understand.

I can’t understand it, but he has them.

In other words, this is no longer just a matter for the Geobhwa clan.

‘There’s someone who holds Geobhwa, Changhae, and Taesan all at once? Who could have predicted that...!’

Choi Ji-yeon suppressed the urge to tear her hair out.