Category: How to Live as a Magical Genius at the Academy

  • How to Live as a Magical Genius at the Academy Chapter 41

     

    Boom!

    The Drake Skeleton’s every step was heavy and thunderous.

    Even though it was nothing but bones, its sheer mass was still terrifying.

    ‘Its power must be immense too!’

    If you took a direct hit from the Drake Skeleton’s foreleg, your entire body would be shattered.

    This was a tournament meant for students, so it should have been set up safely to prevent any deaths… but still, better to be cautious.

    “Charlotte! Aim for its leg joints with your freezing magic!”

    “I don’t know how effective it’ll be, but I’ll try!”

    Pop!

    Charlotte conjured an ice spear using elemental freezing magic.

    It was far larger than the ones she had used earlier to neutralize the goblin and kobold skeletons.

    “……!”

    Whish!

    The ice spear shot forward at high speed, striking the Drake Skeleton’s left knee.

    “It’s not even flinching?!”

    “No, it’s definitely having an effect—keep focusing your attacks on the same spot!”

    “Got it!”

    Charlotte no longer protested and followed my instructions.

    She kept creating ice spears, concentrating all her attacks on the left knee.

    Meanwhile, I used wind magic to draw the Drake Skeleton’s attention.

    ‘All that practice with Senia is paying off!’

    Senia was skilled at using wind magic to move quickly.

    After training with her, I had gotten used to her style of using wind magic as well.

    “……!”

    Boom!

    The Drake Skeleton’s foreleg smashed into a wall.

    If I hadn’t flown up swiftly with wind magic, I would have been pulverized.

    ‘Isn’t this a little too dangerous?’

    Was this really set up safely?

    Doubt crept into my mind as I flew even higher.

    “Haap!”

    Meanwhile, Charlotte’s ice spear struck the Drake Skeleton’s knee again.

    The creature tried to fight back against Charlotte, but each time, I would shoot small bursts of fire magic at its head to distract it.

    ‘But ordinary fire magic won’t do any real damage to this thing.’

    Skeletons were just bones.

    No matter how much you covered them in flames, they wouldn’t burn or feel pain.

    Smaller skeletons could be damaged by the shockwaves of explosions, but this giant wouldn’t be so easily harmed.

    ‘Even my Fireball… wouldn’t be enough to take this one down.’

    I still wasn’t that skilled with magic.

    With my current abilities, I couldn’t produce the firepower needed to defeat the Drake Skeleton.

    ‘But…’

    There was a way.

    Teaming up with Charlotte had been part of the plan precisely for situations like this.

    “Haaah!”

    Charlotte unleashed another freezing spell with all her might, striking the Drake Skeleton’s knee once more.

    At that moment, the Drake Skeleton staggered.

    “Now!”

    Clatter!

    Its knee joint gave out, causing one of its legs to buckle.

    The off-balance Drake Skeleton threw its head back as if screaming.

    ‘This is it!’

    As soon as the Drake Skeleton exposed a weakness, I heightened all my senses. At the same time, I could visually perceive the surrounding tetrahedrons.

    The space was filled with ‘fire elements’—and they were brimming with hotter energy than usual.


    Meanwhile

    Charlotte had already grasped what Eriol was planning.

    ‘Yeah, after using so much freezing magic…!’

    It might seem like fire and ice magic were opposites, but they were actually interconnected.

    After all, freezing magic also utilized the fire element.

    ‘There’s no such thing as an ice element.’

    The fire element had the property of releasing heat—but it could also absorb it.

    Freezing magic worked by compressing the water element in the air and then extracting the heat with fire magic to create ice.

    ‘Which means, after repeatedly using freezing magic… the surrounding fire elements become even more powerful.’

    So what would happen if fire magic was used in that state?

    The answer was obvious.

    “……!”

    BOOOOM!

    A massive fireball, unlike anything seen before.

    It drew in all the fire elements burning in the vicinity—an overwhelming Fireball created by Eriol Valencia.

    And it crashed straight into the Drake Skeleton.


    Meanwhile

    Top-tier elemental magicians could seamlessly switch between fire and ice magic during battle.

    But I had mainly focused on practicing fire magic. I was still a novice with freezing spells, and it was hard to switch between the two mid-fight on my own.

    However, with Charlotte, who specialized in freezing magic, it became possible to unleash firepower I couldn’t achieve alone.

    “…….”

    The Drake’s bones burned brightly.

    The explosion’s impact had shattered much of its skeleton, and the intense heat had even burned away the necromantic runes engraved on its bones.

    Its bones themselves were starting to melt.

    The Drake Skeleton had completely fallen silent.

    “Ah, Charlotte. Are you okay?”

    “I gathered the scattered ice shards and made a barrier. I’m fine.”

    Charlotte was getting up in a corner.

    I had worried she might get caught in the flames, but she had handled it perfectly.

    “So… we really defeated it, right?”

    “I’d say so.”

    The Drake Skeleton wasn’t moving at all.

    It was just a pile of burning bones now.

    “Then… we really…”

    “Yeah.”

    I nodded.

    “We took down the boss.”

    “Ahaha…”

    Charlotte laughed softly.

    It was the first time I had seen her smile like that.

    Usually, she had a annoyed face most of the time.

    “Do you think we can get first place with this?”

    “Hard to say—other participants have probably racked up points elsewhere—but our chances are good.”

    We had already taken down quite a few skeletons on the way here.

    And there was still time left—if we searched for more item boxes, we could secure even more points.

    “Honestly, it still feels unreal. Even though Senior Joshua passed down the know-how of previous seniors… to think we beat the boss ahead of all the others…”

    “We just got lucky.”

    I couldn’t tell Charlotte that I had tracked the faint pulses coming from the Drake Skeleton.

    Because I didn’t even fully understand what it was myself.

    “Eriol Valencia, it’s all thanks to you.”

    Charlotte’s voice quivered slightly.

    “The final results aren’t out yet, but without you, we never could have done this well.”

    Come to think of it, Charlotte had mentioned she would be dragged back home if she didn’t get good results.

    We had already secured third place in the rookie tournament, and if we won here too… she’d probably be safe.

    “Really…”

    Charlotte hesitated, as if she was about to say something—

    “What a heart warming scene.”

    A sharp voice cut in from behind us.

    “Enjoying your youth, are you? How delightful to see.”

    “……!”

    At that moment, I felt a sinister wave of energy.

    It was similar to the skeletons placed around the dungeon—but deeper, thicker, and darker.

    This was…

    ‘Sabat Bastia!’

    Step, step.

    Sabat revealed himself, descending the staircase we had used earlier.

    Dragging Helios along by one arm.

    “Helios?!”

    Seeing our unconscious classmate, Charlotte raised her voice in shock.

    “What did you do to Helios?!”

    “Oh, him?”

    Sabat casually tossed Helios down the stairs.

    Charlotte hurried to catch him as he tumbled down.

    “He started giving me suspicious looks halfway through. And he was already drained after fighting skeletons, so… I just drained a bit of his life force.”

    “Y-You drained his life force?!”

    Something felt very wrong.

    The sinister aura was even stronger than when I had sensed it before.

    Stronger than even the enormous Drake Skeleton.

    ‘Sabat still looks human, though.’

    I racked my brain for knowledge about the undead.

    He wasn’t just a pile of bones like a skeleton.

    Nor was he a rotting corpse like a zombie or a ghoul.

    Then what was he?

    ‘A being that hides among humans… and steals the life force of others…’

    At that moment.

    I remembered something I had once read about in an ancient book.

    A legendary being.


    It had been over an hour since the raid competition had started.

    The operations committee was compiling the participants’ scores in real-time, based on data transmitted from the dungeon.

    “Eriol Valencia and Charlotte Strasbourg… it seems they’ve neutralized the boss!”

    “Oooh…!”

    Exclamations erupted from all around.

    Everyone already knew those two were ahead of the pack, but no one had expected they would actually defeat the boss.

    “They’re putting on a performance beyond imagination.”

    Even Klein, who was well aware of their skills, was amazed.

    Other senior students were also participating in this raid competition, including seasoned members of Deep Maze who were veterans in dungeon exploration.

    “Beating out the top sophomores and taking down the boss? These kids are really something…”

    Klein couldn’t help but admire them.

    This wasn’t something that could be achieved with magic skills alone.

    “Wait, what does that mean for the rankings? Just because they took down the boss doesn’t necessarily mean they’ll secure first place, right?”

    “Well, at the moment… huh?”

    “What’s wrong?”

    “That’s strange. The data transmission… huh?”

    Suddenly, internal data stopped being transmitted properly.

    “Is the signal not coming through correctly?”

    “I’ll try to restore it immediately.”

    “Hurry. If anything happens in the meantime…”

    Right then—

    The door burst open, and someone suddenly appeared.

    “What’s all this commotion?”

    “Huh…?”

    Everyone was startled to see an unexpected figure.

    It was Professor Kaisel Valencia, who hadn’t been involved in the raid competition at all.

    “Professor Kaisel, what brings you here… Oh, is it because of Eriol?”

    “Eriol?”

    When Klein addressed him, Kaisel furrowed his brows.

    “That kid participated in the competition?”

    “You didn’t know?”

    “I wasn’t interested enough to check.”

    Even though it was the same competition he himself had once won, he didn’t even care whether his nephew was participating.

    “Eriol isn’t important. Where’s Sabat Bastia?”

    “Sabat Bastia? You mean the sophomore from Deep Maze?”

    “Professor Kaisel.”

    Professor Piotr from the Necromancy Department stood up with a grim expression.

    “I have no idea what you’re talking about. What’s going on?”

    “Seems no one’s realized it yet.”

    “What did you say?”

    “Several students from Deep Maze were found in a near-death state, their life force drained.”

    “…!”

    They had mentioned earlier that many Deep Maze students were absent.

    But to hear that they were discovered in critical condition?

    “No one has regained consciousness yet, but it seems they were attacked during a gathering last night to prepare for the competition.”

    “W-wait a minute. What are you talking about…?”

    “He needed to replenish his energy before carrying out his plan.”

    Plan.

    What exactly was the plan?

    “Professor Piotr, this is the first time you’ve deployed a large number of undead for a raid competition, correct?”

    “Y-yes. Until now, we usually placed golems made by the Artificing Department, but this time we collaborated with the Necromancy Department…”

    “He’s been waiting for today.”

    “For today?”

    “For the day when the academy would be filled with undead… and he could seize control over them.”

    “…!”

    Everyone around gasped.

    The idea of stealing control over a large number of undead seemed completely absurd.

    “W-wait!”

    Klein shouted urgently.

    “The skeletons deployed in the dungeon were all inscribed with spells by Professor Piotr! Even if Sabat Bastia excels at necromancy, he’s still just an ordinary student! There’s no way he could steal control from Professor Piotr!”

    “That would be true if he were an ordinary student.”

    “Huh?”

    “Do you remember the incident last year where many students died in the Labyrinthos?”

    “…!”

    Piotr had mentioned it earlier too.

    Students from Rangers and Deep Maze had ventured deep into the dungeon and suffered heavy casualties.

    “Sabbat Bastia was the only survivor.”

    “W-wait. Don’t tell me…”

    “At that time, Sabat Bastia had already ceased being human.”

    Before Klein, who swallowed hard, Kaisel spoke in a cold voice.

    “He had become a higher undead that commands lesser undead… a ‘vampiric kind.’”

    * * *

    “You’re a vampiric kind, aren’t you?”

    “Hm?”

    Sabat showed a surprised expression.

    “You caught on quickly. First-years shouldn’t have learned necromancy yet, right?”

    “I read about it before. Not in a necromancy book— it was a history book.”

    “A history book, huh. Well, vampiric kinds are mostly figures from ancient tales.”

    “Why has a character from ancient tales appeared now?”

    “Who knows? Why indeed?”

    At that moment—

    A powerful “wave” radiated from Sabbat.

    It was completely different from anything felt before— a wave with a clear purpose.

    And then… the ground trembled.

    “Eriol! Look at that!”

    Charlotte shouted urgently.

    The bones of the Drake Skeleton, which had been burning and neutralized, were moving again.

    “No need to be surprised. Vampiric kinds have the ability to control lesser undead. Recombining destroyed bones to create new skeletal soldiers is easy for them.”

    At that moment, I understood why Sabat had chosen to act here.

    This dungeon was littered with skeletons placed by the Necromancy Department.

    His plan was to turn all of them into his own army.

    We were deep inside the boss area and couldn’t see it, but… the other participants had probably already been subdued by the skeletons under Sabat’s control.

    “My original plan was to take students like you hostage… but I guess that won’t work with you.”

    As Sabat raised his hand, the recombined Drake bones rose up.

    They snapped their grotesque jaws open toward me.

    “Considering the aftermath, it’s better to kill you here.”

    “Eriol!”

    Charlotte urgently launched an ice spell, but it had no effect on the recombined skeletal monster.

    “Die.”

    Kukukung!

    With a thunderous roar, the massive jaws lunged toward me.

    But— just before they could strike me.

    “…?!”

    Kwaaang!

    The recombined jaws shattered into pieces and scattered across the floor.

    They crumbled without leaving a scratch on me.

    “What?!”

    Sabat’s eyes widened.

    He hurriedly tried to resurrect the bones, but they disintegrated again immediately.

    “How…?”

    Muttering to himself, Sabat flinched and looked at me.

    “What did you do?!”

    “I just interfered.”

    “I-interfered?”

    “With your spell.”

    That’s right.

    I had disrupted Sabat’s spell.

    I prevented him from recombining the bones into new undead.

    “I can read your spells completely.”

    Reading.

    My inherent spiritual ability.

    After facing countless skeletons today, I had encountered innumerable spells for controlling undead.

    And now… I had witnessed Sabat controlling the Drake’s skeleton.

    “What… that’s absurd…”

    As Sabat muttered in disbelief, I slowly raised my hand.

    “So… if I do this?”

    Clatter! Rattle!

    The bones began to move on their own.

    Even though many parts were burned and damaged, it didn’t matter.

    With clumsy, beginner-level skill, I haphazardly assembled them.

    The result was a horrifying skeletal monster that looked nothing like the original Drake.

    “Well then, let’s get started, Sabat-senpai.”

    “…!”

    In front of the horrified Sabat, I moved my hand, and the skeletal monster staggered forward.

    At the same time, I constructed a flame spell, pulling energy from the fire element to create a fireball.

    “If I defeat even a hidden boss like you, first place should be guaranteed.”

    “You insolent brat…!”

    Spewing evil energy, Sabat soared into the air.

    The battle had begun.

  • How to Live as a Magical Genius at the Academy Chapter 40

    “There are an unusual number of absentees today.”

    “Really?”

    “Yes. I didn’t notice at first because of the large number of new students, but it turns out a lot of them signed up and then didn’t show.”

    “That’s odd.”

    “Most of them are from Deep Maze. Not sure what’s going on.”

    Deep Maze was the academy’s largest dungeon exploration club.

    For students from there to be absent was highly unusual.

    “Ah, maybe Sabat Bastia is competing alone as the representative of Deep Maze?”

    “Hm… is that so?”

    Sabat, a second-year ace of Deep Maze, was infamous for doing everything his own way, a total lone wolf.

    He might’ve told the others ‘I’m going to win, so don’t bother signing up.’ and blocked their participation.

    “Now that you mention it… there’s a freshman competing under the Rangers’ name.”

    “Oh, that’s right.”

    Klein nodded in agreement.

    “Eriol Valencia and Charlotte Strasbourg. Both excellent students.”

    “I watched the rookie tournament, so I know. But I still find it odd that such promising students joined the Rangers.”

    “Maybe it’s because Eriol is Professor Kaisel’s nephew? He used to be in the Rangers too.”

    “Hmm…”

    The Rangers had once been a dominant club at the academy, but had since fallen into ruin.

    Until recently, they had only one remaining member—the president.

    “If those kids perform well, maybe the Rangers will make a comeback.”

    “Not so sure about that.”

    “Professor Klein, do you know why the Rangers collapsed?”

    “Huh? Not really…”

    Klein didn’t keep up with internal student club affairs.

    “It’s true they were outpaced by Deep Maze, but the real downfall happened just last year.”

    “Is that so?”

    “Yes, because of an incident.”

    The teacher spoke in a dark tone.

    “The few remaining members… were wiped out in a dungeon.”


    At last, the tournament began.

    The participants each entered their assigned tournament dungeon.

    “Charlotte, you remember the plan, right?”

    “Of course.”

    Shoulder to shoulder with Charlotte, I moved deeper inside.

    The interior was more spacious than expected. It opened into a plaza-like area where a crowd of participants had gathered.

    “What the heck is this?”

    “What are we supposed to do here?”

    Several students voiced their confusion.

    They must have done little to no research beforehand.

    But we already knew the structure of past tournaments thanks to Joshua.

    “With this pattern… it’s about to start.”

    “Yeah.”

    As we spoke, we kept our eyes forward, ready.

    Moments later, the ground began to rumble.

    “What the—?!”

    “Hey, look up front!”

    Skeletons began crawling out of the ground.

    They were Skeletons that the tournament organizers had buried in advance.

    “One, two, three… there are way too many!”

    “At least a hundred of them!”

    An entire army of Skeletons blocked our path.

    Then, with a series of thuds, a dozen gates opened behind them.

    We just have to break through the Skeletons and enter one of those passageways.

    Everyone starts from the same location, but this is where paths diverge.

    There’s no way to know which path is best, so the first step is getting through the Skeletons as fast as possible.

    Clatter, clatter.

    Skeletons drew closer, their bones rattling.

    They weren’t human remains—more likely goblin or kobold bones.

    A few students hesitated before the sheer number of skeletons.

    But I didn’t hesitate in the slightest.

    “Charlotte, move!”

    “Got it!”

    BOOM!

    An explosion ripped through the Skeleton ranks.

    The fireball I had thrown detonated.

    As the blast flung Skeletons aside, Charlotte and I rushed in.

    “Out of the way!”

    Whish!

    From Charlotte’s raised fingers, icy javelins formed.

    They shot forward at high speed and struck a Skeleton dead on.

    As expected, Charlotte’s marksmanship has improved since the rookie tournament.

    As I watched a Skeleton collapse with its pelvis shattered, I confirmed just how much better her aim had gotten.

    “Charlotte! Aim for the spine or lower body! Use your shots to precisely destroy them!”

    “Understood!”

    Skeletons are undead monsters made entirely of bone.

    They move through enchantments bound to their skeletons—breaking the skull won’t stop them.

    But if the spine snaps or the pelvis is destroyed, they can’t walk anymore.

    According to the tournament briefing, that alone earns points.

    Charlotte’s ice magic is especially good for targeting joints!

    Unlike fireballs, whose impact tends to scatter, Charlotte’s ice javelins could concentrate physical force on a pinpoint.

    By accurately hitting the spine or hip joints and separating the bones, even without massive firepower, she could neutralize the Skeletons.

    “…!”

    BOOM! CRASH!

    Explosions and roars erupted all around us.

    Other students had begun pushing through the Skeleton ranks as well.

    Turning my head, I spotted some familiar faces.

    Cain and Senia…!

    So in the end, Cain and Senia entered the tournament as a team.

    In close combat, they were strong enough to rival upperclassmen—serious competition for us.

    And then…

    One upperclassman was clearing out Skeletons at an alarming pace with a beast named Helios.

    It was the one who had glared at me earlier, with a sharp, intimidating presence.

    I knew it.

    The moment I saw him, something had felt off.

    I could sense an abnormal “wave” radiating from him.

    Yeah, I was right.

    At first, I couldn’t tell what it was.

    I’d never felt such a gloomy, heavy aura in my life.

    But now, facing the Skeletons… I was starting to understand.

    Why is that upperclassman… emitting the same kind of aura as the Skeletons?


    “At the beginning of last year, there was a conflict between the Rangers and Deep Maze. It happened during an exploration of Labyrinthos.”

    Piotr explained to Klein in a gloomy voice.

    “There was intel that a rare artifact existed deep inside. Both the Rangers and Deep Maze were determined to be the ones to find it.”

    “What happened then?”

    “The Rangers, being short on members, sent in almost their entire force to find the artifact. Deep Maze also dispatched a significant number of people. But then…”

    Piotr shook his head grimly.

    “The Rangers were wiped out, and Deep Maze lost all but one of their members. According to the sole survivor, the Rangers triggered a trap switch that caught everyone in it.”

    “I had no idea something like that happened. Last year, I was holed up in the lab every day trying to rack up achievements…”

    “The Academy buried it to prevent a major scandal. In any case, that incident essentially destroyed the Rangers. Only a few freshmen who hadn’t participated survived, but all except one of them quit.”

    “And the only one who stayed is the current president?”

    “Right. Meanwhile, Deep Maze members were left seething, blaming the Rangers entirely for the deaths of their own.”

    “But is it confirmed that the Rangers triggered the trap?”

    “We have no choice but to believe it—the only survivor said so.”

    “Who is that sole survivor?”

    “They participated today as well.”

    Glancing at a nearby participant list, Piotr said,

    “Sabat Bastia—that’s the survivor.”


    ‘If I had studied necromancy, I might understand what this feeling is.’

    He was an upperclassman named Sabat from Deep Maze.

    Joshua had warned him before to be careful—Sabat harboured hatred toward the Rangers.

    ‘Why does he give off a aura so similar to a skeleton’s?’

    He had never encountered anyone at the school who gave off that kind of energy.

    Just what was going on?

    ‘I really don’t get it.’

    While he was lost in thought, a skeleton lunged at him.

    After destroying its hip joint with a [Fire Bolt], he spoke to Charlotte.

    “Charlotte, which passage do you think we should take?”

    “Hmm, they all look the same to me.”

    “Then…”

    He focused his attention ahead.

    And then… he sensed a faint but clearly different energy from that of a normal skeleton.

    ‘Something deeper inside is emitting a powerful wave. Could that be the boss?’

    There wasn’t much to go on, but it was worth a try.

    “Let’s go down the third passage on the left!”

    “Got it!”

    Charlotte followed his lead without question.

    Firing spells like rapid-fire shots, they swept through the skeletons and entered the third passage.

    “Now we can finally catch our breath.”

    No skeletons followed them into the corridor.

    It seemed the organizers had set things up so that monsters would only attack students in the previous room.

    “Yeah, we pushed ourselves a bit too hard at the start.”

    Still, Charlotte didn’t have a drop of sweat on her.

    Maybe she was keeping herself cool with ice magic.

    “Then from here, let’s take it a bit easy—”

    Charlotte stopped mid-sentence.

    Something was approaching with a rattling noise.

    “A quadrupedal undead?”

    “Looks like the skeleton of a wolf-type monster.”

    Apparently, the organizers had no intention of giving the students any breaks.

    They’d hoped to ignore the small fry and reach the boss quickly, but it wasn’t going to be that easy.

    “Let’s go, Charlotte.”

    “You don’t need to talk to me every time.”

    Hearing her cold response, he began preparing a fire spell.

    To blow away the skeleton blocking their path and reach the boss area as fast as possible.


    ‘That upperclassman really is something else.’

    Helios swallowed hard as he watched Sabat’s magic.

    Though Sabat specialized in necromancy, he was handling the skeletons just fine using only elemental magic.

    “Senior, aren’t you going to use necromancy? Like, controlling the skeletons and making them your minions.”

    “These skeletons were set up by Professor Piotr. It’s hard to override their control.”

    “Ah, I see.”

    “If there were other corpses lying around, I could control them at will.”

    With a cold voice, Sabat shattered a skeleton’s joints with ice magic.

    “Looks like the Rangers’ freshmen just passed into the next zone. We should hurry too.”

    “Understood.”

    Helios followed closely behind, marvelling at Sabat’s skills.

    Trying hard to ignore the vague sense of unease that had been bothering him since earlier.


    “Charlotte, how about taking a break soon? We’ve been pushing nonstop for almost an hour.”

    “Alright.”

    Hearing Eriol’s suggestion, Charlotte quietly sighed in relief.

    Truthfully, she did want a short break.

    “Let’s rest over there.”

    “Okay.”

    There was a large rolling pillar in one section, so Charlotte sat on it to rest.

    “But… isn’t it a little too quiet around here? Is it safe?”

    “Maybe we just got too far ahead of everyone else.”

    That seemed plausible—there wasn’t a hint of anyone nearby.

    It had taken almost an hour to get here, and they hadn’t run into a single other student.

    “Still, shouldn’t we have seen the boss area by now?”

    “Hmm…”

    So far, Charlotte had simply followed wherever Eriol led.

    He seemed to have some kind of certainty, so she hadn’t questioned it—but was this really the right way?

    “Ah, wait a second.”

    “What is it?”

    “Joshua said sometimes there are puzzle elements, remember?”

    Saying that, Eriol examined the pillar he was sitting on.

    “Don’t these look like ancient characters carved into it?”

    “Oh…!”

    Charlotte quickly got up to examine the pillar too.

    Sure enough, the rolling pillars had symbols etched into them.

    “Yeah, this must be a puzzle to unlock the boss area!”

    Labyrinthos had zones protected by puzzle-like codes that you had to solve to enter.

    Supposedly, it was a security mechanism set by the ancients to keep just anyone from entering. No one really knew the details.

    In any case, the organizers had apparently decided to include that kind of challenge in this event.

    “If we’d missed this, we might’ve wandered around for hours.”

    Charlotte admired Eriol’s intuition as she examined the markings on the pillars.

    She didn’t know their meaning, but there had to be some kind of pattern.

    If it was designed to be solvable by students, then once they figured out the rule…

    “Got it.”

    “What?!”

    Suddenly, Eriol began rolling the pillars.

    After aligning several of them into a certain shape, the ground began to tremble.

    “Now the gate to the boss area should open.”

    “…….”

    She couldn’t believe it.

    It had to be a pretty difficult puzzle—and he’d solved it in seconds.

    ‘Eriol Valencia… just who are you, really?’

    As Charlotte stood in awe, the floor split open and a staircase emerged.

    It looked like the path to the boss area.

    “Let’s go, Charlotte.”

    “Y-Yeah.”

    Charlotte replied as she followed Eriol.

    As they descended into the darkness, they entered a vast space as large as where the skeleton army had first appeared.

    And there—

    “Ah…!”

    It looked like the organizers had decided to stick with skeletons for all the monsters in this event.

    But the skeleton stationed in the boss area was on a completely different level from the small fry they’d been fighting.

    “I-Is that… a dragon?!”

    “No, judging by its size, it’s a drake. A lesser species of dragon.”

    “L-Lesser or not, it’s still huge!”

    The massive skeletal frame of a reptile slowly rising to its feet.

    It was a monster unlike anything Charlotte had ever seen.

    “E-Eriol. Isn’t this thing way too strong for us to fight? Maybe we should back off…”

    Charlotte was afraid.

    It was a primal fear, the kind that came from facing an enormous beast.

    “Charlotte.”

    But then—

    Eriol spoke in a calm voice.

    “Have confidence. We can beat it.”

    “D-Don’t just say that without proof! How could we possibly—”

    “It’s not without proof.”

    “What?”

    Even while standing before the towering drake skeleton, Eriol remained calm.

    “Trust me.”

    “……!”

    Why?

    As soon as she heard those words, she felt like everything would be okay if she just followed his lead.

    “Alright…”

    Charlotte swallowed hard and nodded.

    “If anything happens, it’s on you.”

    “Don’t worry.”

    Eriol replied with quiet confidence and stepped forward.

    “We’ll win.”

    Thud!

    The massive skeletal dragon charged, shaking the ground beneath their feet.

  • How to Live as a Magical Genius at the Academy Chapter 39

    “Helios? Weren’t you at least kind of close with him?”

    “Not really. And he already decided to team up with an upperclassman he knows.”

    “An upperclassman?”

    “He said he went to Deep Maze first.”

    “Ah…”

    Deep Maze.

    The dungeon conquest club that Joshua had told me about—the one dominating the academy right now.

    From Helios’s perspective, teaming up with a veteran from Deep Maze would be far better than working with novices like us.

    “Eriol, so…”

    “Charlotte, you don’t have to push yourself to enter.”

    “What?”

    “I can team up with someone else and go solo. As long as I do well under the Rangers’ name, that’s all that matters, right?”

    “W-Wait, what are you saying?”

    Charlotte’s eyes widened.

    “You’re telling me to just leave it to you and sit out?”

    “What’s the problem? If I do well, Senior Joshua will be satisfied.”

    “You’re telling me to do something that cowardly?”

    Contrary to what I expected, Charlotte glared at me with a sharp look.

    “I’m not dumping my responsibility on someone else. That’d be shameful.”

    “Then what are you going to do?”

    “I’ll team up with you and enter.”

    “But you didn’t want to because people might misunderstand and think we’re a couple.”

    “That’s embarrassing, yes, but…”

    Charlotte met my eyes.

    There wasn’t the slightest hesitation in her gaze.

    “Leaving my responsibility to someone else is even more embarrassing.”

    “…”

    I had nothing more to say.

    If Charlotte had made up her mind, there was no changing it.

    “You don’t think I’m not good enough, do you?”

    “That’s not it.”

    “Really? You’re not saying Senia Artian would be better? Or maybe Cain Trigger?”

    “They’re skilled, but you’re no less capable.”

    “But I lost to Senia Artian in the rookie match. Even so?”

    Though Senia had technically been disqualified, if there hadn’t been rules, she would’ve won.

    Maybe that still bothered Charlotte.

    “You didn’t just sit around after losing to Senia.”

    “What?”

    “You’ve been honing your skills ever since. So that result doesn’t matter anymore.”

    Charlotte looked slightly surprised.

    She probably didn’t expect those words from me.

    “…Alright, got it.”

    She nodded, her voice trembling just a bit.

    Then, meeting my eyes again, she spoke.

    “Eriol Valencia, be my partner for the conquest tournament.”

    “I will.”

    “….”

    Charlotte averted her gaze, looking slightly embarrassed.

    “Okay, then… let’s start training together after school tomorrow.”

    “Training?”

    “We need to get our timing down, right?”

    “Well, yeah, that’s true, but…”

    “You choose the location.”

    With that, Charlotte took a step back.

    “Oh, and make sure it’s somewhere other people won’t see us.”

    “Why?”

    “Because I don’t want any misunderstandings! What do you think people will say if we’re seen together every day?!”

    Flushing red, she raised her voice and hurried down the stairs.

    “…She worries about the weirdest things.”

    I tilted my head and went back into my room.

    Charlotte had interrupted my reading, but I needed to get back to it.

    Still, teaming up with Charlotte turned out to be a good thing.

    There was actually something I wanted to test while syncing with her.

    It might help solve the issue I’d been having with the lack of firepower in my homing spells—something I’d noticed during my practice with Senia.


    The day of the Joint Dungeon Conquest Tournament.

    Klein, assigned as a supervisor, smiled when he saw how many first-years had gathered at the meeting point.

    They’re all pretty motivated. I like it.

    A good performance in this tournament would earn bonus points toward the first semester’s comprehensive evaluation.

    Of course, it was hard for first-years to do well, but it was worth the attempt.

    Even if they gave up halfway, it would still be a valuable experience.

    “Hm?”

    Spotting a familiar face, Klein walked over immediately.

    “Eriol Valencia!”

    “Oh, Professor. Hello.”

    Eriol bowed politely.

    “So you’re participating too. But…”

    Klein shifted his gaze to the girl standing beside Eriol.

    A dignified blonde with a proud air—Charlotte Strasbourg from the upper rank class.

    “That’s unexpected.”

    “Is it?”

    “Yeah. What kind of wind blew that in?”

    Then, a sudden thought struck Klein like a bolt of lightning.

    “Ah, could it be…?”

    “What do you mean?”

    “Don’t tell me you two are…”

    Dating?

    He was about to ask but quickly shut his mouth.

    No, no need to bring up something unnecessary here.

    It wasn’t right to meddle in students’ private lives.

    Times were different now.

    “Never mind. It’s nothing.”

    Still, Klein thought they’d make a fine couple if they were.

    Both were good-looking, highly skilled… they made quite the pair.

    “Well then, best of luck to both of you.”

    “Thank you.”

    “Thank you.”

    As he left, Klein thought to himself—

    Ah, youth really is a beautiful thing.


    ‘He looks like he’s having some weird thoughts, but I guess it doesn’t matter.’

    After glancing briefly at Professor Klein’s retreating back, I began checking over my equipment with Charlotte.

    Having explored dungeons before with Helios and Cain, I had a rough idea of what was necessary.

    “Your gear looks pretty good.”

    “My family sends me plenty of allowance.”

    “…”

    As expected of a high noble.

    She was probably receiving an amount of money every month that I couldn’t even imagine.

    “Hey, you two!”

    “Oh, senior.”

    “Joshua.”

    Just then, Joshua—the president of Rangers—approached us.

    Since the midterms ended, we’d been regularly meeting with Joshua to learn the know necessary stuff for the competition.

    “You two feeling okay?”

    “Yeah, I slept well.”

    “Pretty much the usual.”

    “I’ve already taught you everything I can. Best of luck out there.”

    Just like we had prepared for the midterms with past exam questions, we now had to use the knowledge passed down by previous members of the Rangers.

    “Getting a good score is important, but what matters even more is finishing safely. Even though the competition takes place in predesignated safe zones set up by the operations committee, accidents still happen from time to time.”

    “We understand.”

    “No need to worry.”

    When we replied briefly, Joshua nodded with a smile.

    “Good. I’m counting on you. You two are more than capable of getting great results!”


    “It’s noisy.”

    Hearing the sharp voice beside him, Helios flinched.

    “Seems like a small fry from Rangers saved one of the freshmen.”

    “Y-Yes, that’s correct.”

    Helios answered cautiously.

    The senior he was partnered with for this competition was an extremely intimidating person.

    “They’re the ones who placed first and third in the last rookie tournament, Sabat-sunbae.”

    Sabat Bastia.

    A top-five student among the entire second-year class, and famous for his mastery of necromancy.

    Within Deep Maze, he was practically considered the ace of the second years.

    “No second-year wanted to partner with them, so they lured in some freshmen, huh?”

    “…”

    Truthfully, Sabat had done the same—he had recruited a freshman too.

    He just preferred someone he could push around at will, which is why he chose Helios.

    “Handing the fate of Rangers over to a bunch of freshmen… That’s hilarious.”

    Rangers and Deep Maze had been at odds for a long time, but Sabat especially looked down on them more than most.

    Apparently, he’d had conflicts with them since his own first year, but Helios didn’t know the details.

    ‘Why did it have to be this senior…?’

    Helios was quietly filled with regret.

    Had he known things would turn out this way, maybe he should’ve just partnered with Eriol.

    ‘Out of all the Deep Maze seniors, it had to be Sabat. Just my luck.’

    The only silver lining was that Sabat was undeniably skilled.

    Just tagging along with him should be enough to earn a decent score.

    “Hey, Helios.”

    Sabat smirked slightly as he spoke.

    “What do you think would happen to Rangers if those two got seriously hurt—or even died—during the competition?”

    “W-What?”

    Caught off guard by the unexpected question, Helios was startled.

    “W-What do you mean? I thought the competition was designed to be as safe as possible…”

    “Where’s the safety in fighting monsters inside a dungeon? There have been deaths in the past.”

    “S-Sunbae…”

    Why was he saying something like this?

    Helios looked up with a worried expression, and Sabat gave a dry chuckle.

    “I’m joking. Laugh.”

    “O-Oh, okay…”

    “But still…”

    Sabat tilted his chin upward.

    “You never know what might happen inside a dungeon.”


    * * *


    “Nice to meet you, competitors. I’m Piotr Grozny, from the Department of Necromancy.”

    Piotr, the head of the necromancy department, stepped up to the podium.

    A man with a gloomy aura. I’d never taken one of his lectures, but I remembered him as one of the judges during the rookie tournament.

    “As you’ve probably heard, the dungeon used for this competition has skeletons placed throughout it.”

    Skeletons.

    Undead soldiers created through necromantic magic.

    They were originally made from human bones in the past, but nowadays they’re usually made from two legged monster remains.

    “Skeletons are perfect for this kind of event. The best part is how easy cleanup is. Unlike regular monsters, there’s no blood or flesh flying around when you kill them. Cleaning up gore is an absolute pain. But skeletons? Just gather the bones, and it’s all clean…”

    “P-Professor, I think that’s enough about skeletons…”

    Klein, who stood beside him, hastily cut Piotr off.

    “Ahem. As Professor Piotr mentioned, the dungeon is filled with skeletons. Of course, not all of them are the same. Some are weak, some are strong, and each one awards different points.”

    “…”

    “There are also hidden ‘item boxes’ scattered throughout the dungeon. They contain helpful items for clearing the dungeon, and simply finding a box will earn you bonus points. All points will be automatically tallied to determine the final rankings.”

    According to Joshua, there’s a final objective point in the dungeon called the Boss Area.

    Defeating the boss there awards a large number of points and is key to placing highly.

    ‘So our strategy is…’

    I gave Charlotte a quick glance.

    Sensing my look, she nodded back at me.

    ‘Forget everything else—focus on taking down the boss.’

    We wouldn’t be able to compete with the veteran seniors when it came to finding hidden item boxes.

    That left monster hunting. And to get the highest score, we had to take down the boss.

    ‘If it’s me and Charlotte… we can do it.’

    As I took a deep breath with confidence—

    —I felt a sudden, sharp sensation on the back of my neck.

    ‘What the…?’

    I turned my head instinctively.

    And saw a tall male student staring in our direction.

    ‘He’s with Helios… must be one of the Deep Maze seniors?’

    I felt a strange discomfort under his piercing gaze.

    Then suddenly, my eyes stung with a sharp jolt.

    ‘What… is this?’

    And in that moment—

    From Sabat, who was glaring straight at me…

    —I began to see something strange.

  • How to Live as a Magical Genius at the Academy Chapter 38

    The classroom was still noisy.

    There were the constant sounds of students flipping through the test papers, looking for easier problems, and sighs from those who had no idea how to solve anything.

    But Horizon didn’t stop them.

    In fact, he looked around the classroom with a satisfied expression.

    “Obvious questions are boring, don’t you think?”

    On the first day, the Transmission Department had probably given out the predictable type of exam.

    Then the Producing Department had done the same on the second day.

    If the third day’s exam was just as predictable, everyone would find it boring… so he had to spice things up with something fresh.

    That was Horizon’s thinking.

    “Don’t worry. If you studied properly, you’ll be able to solve at least a few.”

    The average score for the Top Class was usually around 90 points.

    But this time, it was hard to predict.

    Even for the Top Class, the average might drop to around 40 or 50 points.

    “It’s best to scan through the problems and start with the ones you can solve.”

    In fact, question 1 was the hardest on the test.

    Anyone who stubbornly tried to solve it first would end up running out of time.

    Finding and solving the problems you can solve is the shortcut to a good grade.

    “As expected, the smart ones found the questions they’re confident in quickly.”

    He saw Senia Artian beginning with question 5.

    That problem required a solid understanding of the wind element. Senia had shown skill with the wind element during recent practicals, so it was likely she felt confident.

    Others like Cain Trigger and Monarch Orson were also seriously working through problems that suited them.

    “But…”

    Horizon’s attention was on one student in particular: Eriol Valencia.

    He was fixated on the first page.

    “Is he planning to start from question 1?”

    Plenty of students had started with question 1.

    But most of them likely didn’t grasp the true nature of the problem.

    “It’s riddled with traps.”

    The question provided a technique meant to artificially replicate the flame emission of a subspecies of salamander native to the Eustapio volcanic region.

    The task was to simplify that technique to achieve at least a level-2 efficiency in the Kefton Evaluation Scale.

    They had learned about simplification in last week’s class, so students might think they just needed to apply that.

    But that was the trap.

    “Just reducing the amount of spell structure isn’t enough.”

    The spell provided in the question was extensive.

    It had unnecessary phrases and unnecessary support structures.

    If you went through and trimmed all of that, the spell would be shorter.

    At that point, most students would probably cheer—“Yes! Nailed the first problem!”

    Without realizing they’d fallen straight into a trap.

    “With that, you can’t replicate the salamander’s flame emission.”

    The salamander subspecies in the Eustapio volcanic region had a flame emission that lasted over three minutes. That duration was key.

    The spell provided was built to ensure a flame duration of over three minutes. But if you remove what looks like unnecessary lines, the spell becomes too efficient—and the flame duration drops to under two minutes.

    “They seem like meaningless filler lines, but they’re actually there to extend the magic’s duration.”

    The salamander had been briefly mentioned in class. Even if you didn’t remember that, you could understand the question’s intent by thoroughly analysing the spell.

    “You can’t just remove lines—you have to add a spell that extends the duration to get it right.”

    With that thought, Horizon approached Eriol’s desk.

    He wanted to see how the boy was solving the problem.

    “……!”

    And then—

    Horizon unconsciously gasped.

    “This kid… he’s reconstructing the spell from scratch?”

    It looked like Eriol had completely understood the given technique.

    He was now rebuilding the entire spell from the ground up to achieve the same effect.

    And he was doing it with a clean, efficient, almost artistic precision.

    “Wait… This isn’t something you could make with elemental theory alone.”

    Horizon felt a twinge of confusion.

    Eriol was using a rare method to extract power from the fire element and output it.

    He was adjusting the flame’s power and range by incorporating the wind element.

    It didn’t change the result of the spell, but it made the spell’s activation smoother and more efficient.

    “No one taught him this… so how did he come up with it?”

    Amazingly, the real salamander subspecies used a similar mechanism to emit flames.

    Just how had Eriol Valencia come up with this?

    “What is this kid, really?”

    Horizon felt a deep sense of awe.


    “I had a feeling, but yeah… this is a more efficient version.”

    I let out a breath of relief as I double-checked my answer.

    “I’m glad I read ‘Study on Eustapio Volcanic Creatures.’”

    Professor Horizon had mentioned the salamander in class once.

    That reminded me of a book I’d enjoyed reading ages ago, so after class that day, I’d rushed to the central library to re-read it… never thought it’d show up on the exam.

    “Thanks to that, I was able to create a more natural and efficient spell.”

    Reading really is the best way to prepare for life.

    With that thought, I moved on to the next question.

    “This pace… let’s keep it up.”

    In a classroom still thick with tension, I confidently solved one problem after another.


    “Good work, everyone! Enjoy the holiday, and I’ll see you next week!”

    “Thank you!”

    At last, the exams were over.

    Everyone was exhausted after the grueling elemental theory and applied magic tests, but even so, the joy of being done was overwhelming.

    “Hey Monarch, how was the test today?”

    “Don’t ask. I don’t even want to think about it.”

    “Still, you answered everything, right?”

    “Well, yeah.”

    “Sigh… I couldn’t even answer half of them. And I’m pretty sure those are wrong too.”

    “Nothing you can do. That exam was designed to screw us over.”

    “Anyway! Exams are over, let’s go have some fun!”

    “Yeah, like we promised, let’s head off the island.”

    Since a four-day holiday was rare at the academy, lots of students were already planning to leave the island.

    “Eriol, do you have plans for the break?”

    “We’re taking a boat to Paravos City tomorrow morning—want to come with us?”

    Charis and Milia seemed to have their own vacation plans.

    “Sorry. I’m just gonna stay on the island.”

    “Huh, you’re not planning to study during the break, are you?”

    “Of course not. I just plan to read.”

    “Can’t say I understand spending a golden break reading books…”

    Sorry, but for me, reading is the best kind of rest.

    “All right then. Have a good break.”

    “See you next week.”

    After Charis and Milia left, Cain walked over.

    “Eriol, you really gonna just read books for four days?”

    “What else should I do?”

    “Haha. Feast your eyes on this.”

    Cain pulled a small card from his pocket.

    “A temporary ranger license.”

    “How’d you get that?”

    “I have my ways.”

    Maybe he also asked one of the professors for help, like I did.

    He’s from the Trigger family, after all. It’s possible he has academy connections I don’t know about.

    “You’ve got a ranger license too, right? I already know you do.”

    “Man, you know a lot.”

    “So how about we head into Labyrinthos together? You’re planning to enter the upcoming dungeon challenge, right? Gotta train for that.”

    “Hmm…”

    He wasn’t wrong—I did need to train.

    I didn’t want to keep relying on Helios, and if Cain had a license, going with him wasn’t a bad idea.

    “Sure, let’s go.”

    “Nice! Let’s have an awesome dungeon adventure!”

    Like most students, Cain had probably been dying to dive into a dungeon again ever since the last one.

    “How about we go every day for the next four days?”

    “I said I wanted to read, remember? Besides, four days straight is a bit much…”

    “U-um.”

    Just then, Senia, who had been hesitating nearby, finally stepped in.

    “What’s up? You want to come too?”

    “No, I don’t have a ranger license yet…”

    Shaking her head at Cain’s comment, she turned to look at me.

    “Eriol are you really going to spend the whole break exploring dungeons and reading?”

    “Not necessarily. Why?”

    “If it’s okay… would you mind practicing magic with me?”

    “Magic practice?”

    I’d originally planned to spend the break relaxing with books…But it looked like my schedule was getting busier and busier.


    Boom!

    A thunderous explosion echoed along the eastern coastline that we had used since long ago.

    It was because the massive fireball I had thrown crashed into the sea.

    “Wow, even your throwing accuracy has gotten really precise now.”

    Standing beside me, Senia clapped her hands.

    “Did you keep practicing even after the Rookie Tournament?”

    “Now and then. But mostly, I practiced in my head.”

    “You really are amazing…”

    Senia looked at me with eyes full of admiration.

    “Is this to prepare for the dungeon conquest tournament?”

    “Yeah, I wanted to get better at fire magic.”

    Of all the spells I had learned so far, the most useful for offense was elemental fire magic.

    Charlotte seemed skilled with ice-type elemental magic, and Helios had learned electric-type lightning spells… but fire magic was the best fit for me.

    “I’ve mainly been working on three offensive techniques.”

    “Can I hear about them?”

    “First, there’s the Fireball—like what I just used—a strong fire sphere that I throw.”

    Due to the nature of thrown spells, this one would be necessary to unleash maximum power.

    “Second is Firebolt—a spell that shoots flame like an arrow.”

    “If it’s you, even that should be powerful enough.”

    This one focused on accuracy and rapid fire.

    Since it activated faster than Fireball, it would probably see more use in battle.

    “And the third is…”

    I raised my hand to demonstrate.

    Moments later, several small fireballs launched into the sky, lighting it up.

    “Fire Missiles—guided projectiles using a homing spell.”

    “W–wait, did you just create five of those at once? It was only two during the rookie tournament!”

    “Yeah, I figured two wouldn’t be enough anymore.”

    Controlling five fireballs at the same time was no easy feat.

    But through repeated image training and optimizing the formula, I could now guide all five without difficulty.

    “With this, you’ll definitely shine in the next tournament!”

    “But they’re not that powerful. They won’t work against monsters with strong defenses.”

    They’re basically for pressure and distraction.

    If I could increase their firepower, they’d become a real threat, but… with my current abilities, that wasn’t possible yet.

    “I’ve shown you my skills, so… Senia, can you show me yours?”

    “O-oh, sure.”

    Senia shyly took off her jacket.

    Once she was in lighter attire, she limbered up a little.

    “Alright then, Eriol… I’m ready.”

    “Okay.”

    I raised my hand and fired a Firebolt.

    A blazing arrow shot out at tremendous speed… but Senia dodged it effortlessly.

    “You started moving after I cast the spell, didn’t you?”

    “Yes.”

    She hadn’t predicted it in advance—she was just faster than my magic.

    “I won’t be disqualified anymore for relying only on martial arts.”

    “Yeah, you’re handling the power of wind really well.”

    The power of wind.

    Senia was now using wind-type elemental magic to boost her own speed.

    ‘In the rookie tournament, she beat Charlotte with just martial arts. Now that she’s adding magic too…’

    Senia still hadn’t learned her goal, the magic sword.

    Once she did—just how strong could she become?

    ‘Anyway, I couldn’t ask for a better training partner.’

    Feeling my heart race, I began preparing my next spell in my head.

    “And since I’ve already deployed a Wind Shield with magic, even if something hits me, I won’t get hurt badly. So go ahead and fire as much magic as you want.”

    “Got it. I won’t hold back.”

    She really is the perfect sparring partner.

    I began unleashing magic at full strength against Senia.


    Exploring the dungeon with Cain, training magic with Senia—before I knew it, the holiday break had flown by.

    I had less time to read, but it had been a fulfilling few days.

    ‘Still… at least tonight, I want to relax and read.’

    The final night of the break. I finished preparing everything and sat in my chair.

    I planned to read late into the night and fall asleep with a book in hand.

    ‘Come to think of it… I still haven’t decided who I’ll team up with for the tournament.’

    I had spent the break with Cain and Senia, but… we hadn’t talked about that yet.

    If I did ask them, I’d need to explain that they’d have to participate under the Rangers name.

    Since the promise with upperclassman Joshua was made by me and Charlotte, Cain and Senia had no obligation to join under that banner.

    ‘They’ve at least seen the past questions… I’ll talk to them about it at school tomorrow.’

    The conquest tournament was happening next weekend.

    I needed to make a decision before then.

    With that thought in mind, I turned my full attention to the book—

    But just then.

    “…?”

    Knock knock.

    Someone tapped on the door.

    Who would come at this hour?

    ‘Who is it?’

    Without thinking much of it, I opened the door.

    Standing there was…

    “Eriol Valencia…”

    Charlotte, dressed in elegant casual clothes.

    She looked a little more flustered than usual.

    “What’s up?”

    “…”

    Charlotte bit her lip for a moment, then spoke in a stiff voice.

    “Have you decided who your partner for the tournament will be?”

    “I haven’t decided yet, but I have someone in mind. I was planning to talk about it tomorrow.”

    “….”

    “What about you? You said you’d ask a friend.”

    Last time, Charlotte had turned down teaming up with me because she didn’t want people mistaking us for a couple.

    So she said she’d partner with a friend of hers instead…

    “I don’t have one.”

    “…What?”

    Charlotte lowered her head and mumbled in a barely audible voice.

    “A friend… I don’t have one.”

    “…”

    A heavy silence fell between us.

    A very heavy… and very sad silence.

  • How to Live as a Magical Genius at the Academy Chapter 37

    The first semester midterms had finally begun.

    Since this was the first large-scale written exam since entering the academy, everyone walked into the lecture hall tense with nerves.

    “To prevent cheating, I will now deploy magical partitions.”

    Ten minutes before the first exam began, Professor Klein, who came in as the proctor, snapped his fingers.

    Partitions sprung up around each desk, blocking the students from seeing their neighbors’ papers.

    “The first period exam is Introduction to Magic Theory. I hope you all achieve good results.”

    “Yes…!”

    Soon, the bell rang throughout the lecture hall…

    And the midterms began in earnest.


    ‘He says he hopes we all do well, but since it’s graded on a curve, there’s no avoiding winners and losers.’

    Klein looked around at the students working diligently on their exams with a bitter smile.

    Everyone here in the Top Class had scored top marks in the entrance exam. So high scores were expected here, but once the tests were actually taken, it wasn’t uncommon for some of them to score lower than students from the lower classes.

    ‘The entrance exam only assessed basic academic skills. It didn’t weed out students lacking in magical talent.’

    That had already been confirmed through their practicals.

    There were several students in the Top Class who lacked “magical talent.”

    They might do fine on basic memorization questions, but they’d struggle with problems requiring deep understanding and insight.

    ‘Getting ahold of past exams and practicing beforehand might earn you a decent score—but it won’t last.’

    Even within the Top Class, gaps in ability would gradually widen.

    That was inevitable in a meritocratic academy.

    Some students would end up dropping out before the semester even ended.

    ‘On the other hand… some students are already standing out.’

    Klein scanned the room, eyes landing on students he’d been keeping an eye on.

    ‘First, Senia Artian… I was worried whether she’d have talent in magic, being from a famous swordsmanship family, but she’s exceeded my expectations.’

    Seated near the corner, Senia was working through the questions with a serious expression.

    One of her defining traits was always being studious and focused. She didn’t stand out much on the surface, but as shown by her top-four placement in the rookie tournament, her abilities were excellent.

    Klein expected her to place at least in the top ten for the written exam as well.

    ‘Then there’s Cain Trigger. Unlike Senia, his classroom behavior is often poor, but his practical skills are nearly on par with hers. He probably just knows how to work smart.’

    Cain was calmly solving the exam with a relaxed demeanor. That air of ease was very much his trademark.

    It was too soon to say what his test results would be, but somehow, Klein had a feeling he’d score well.

    ‘Charis and Milia… the twin daughters of Count Morpheus also perform well. And then there’s—’

    As Klein’s gaze wandered, it eventually landed on a boy sitting at the front.

    ‘Monarch Orson. Can’t forget about him.’

    Monarch was writing his answers with a confident expression.

    A heir of House Orson, a ducal family, Monarch had shown leadership from the very start, becoming something of a central figure in the Top Class. Though he’d made a few mistakes, his fundamental skills were solid, and his position remained secure.

    ‘He seems to have done a lot of prep work in advance and has good theoretical understanding of magic. He’ll probably do well on this test too.’

    It was likely he had plenty of past exams to study from.

    Considering the influence of House Orson, he could have easily obtained them from older students without needing to trade anything in return.

    ‘But still…’

    Klein’s gaze shifted away from Monarch.

    That was because sitting behind Monarch was a true prodigy who outshone even him.

    ‘Eriol Valencia… I wonder what kind of results he’ll produce this time.’

    He had already taken the top spot in the entrance exam.

    And he had shown outstanding performance in every practical assessment.

    A standout talent in both academics and magical ability—Eriol Valencia.

    How would he perform on the midterms?

    ‘Huh…?’

    Klein discreetly glanced at Eriol’s desk to see how far along he was.

    But Eriol had already written answers to every single question.

    ‘He’s already finished everything?!’

    The others hadn’t even gotten halfway through.

    But Eriol had completed every question from start to finish.

    “…”

    Without breaking his calm expression, Eriol flipped back to the first page of the exam and began reviewing his answers.

    There was still plenty of time left.

    ‘As expected… Eriol Valencia!’

    A truly coveted talent.

    With a smile, Klein resolved once again to bring him into the Transcendental Studies department .


    After the first exam period ended…

    The students gathered in small groups to discuss how it had gone.

    Though the second period would begin right after the break, not many people were studying in preparation.

    “How was it, Monarch? I think I bombed it.”

    “Wasn’t that hard. Almost all the questions were familiar.”

    “Ah, as expected of you, sir!”

    While casually chatting with his followers, Monarch Orson glanced in Eriol’s direction.

    Eriol was still sitting at his desk, looking over a notebook. Then suddenly, as if going to the restroom, he got up and left.

    “…”

    Monarch quietly stood as well.

    He was curious about what Eriol had been reviewing just before the test.

    ‘It’s probably a summary notebook.’

    Pretending to pass by, Monarch casually approached Eriol’s desk.

    Then subtly peeked at the open page.

    ‘What the hell?’

    Monarch couldn’t help but be shocked.

    ‘Why is this notebook… full of useless stuff?’

    It wasn’t a summary at all.

    If anything, it was an “irrelevant points notebook.”

    It was packed with obscure, marginal details that clearly wouldn’t appear on the test.

    ‘Why was he reading this right before the exam?’

    Monarch flipped through the notebook on impulse.

    Every page was the same—filled with trivial, unimportant content.

    As he stood there, dumbfounded—

    A sharp female voice suddenly called from behind him.

    “Monarch Orson. What do you think you’re doing?”

    “…!”

    The girl who often hung out with Eriol—Senia Artiang—was the one who had spoken.

    “Ah, th-there was a bug!”

    “A bug?”

    Tilting her head in confusion, Senia watched as Monarch hurriedly left the scene.

    ‘Does that guy Eriol really not know what’s important and what’s not?’

    Monarch scoffed inwardly.

    All that showing off, and he didn’t even know how to study for exams. What a country bumpkin.

    There’s no way he could score well like that.

    ‘He doesn’t even get the basics—that you have to focus on the important stuff. What an idiot.’

    But—

    A faint unease crept into Monarch’s heart.

    This wasn’t just anyone—it was Eriol Valencia.

    Could it really have been that foolish?


    ‘There’s one thing I realized while going over the past exam questions.’

    After returning from the bathroom, I sat down and looked at my notebook again.

    It was the one I’d written—my “unimportant points” notebook.

    ‘In every exam… there’s always at least one or two questions on completely trivial material.’

    Questions that covered obscure details, glossed over or barely mentioned during lectures, always seemed to sneak in.

    Why were those questions there?

    ‘Probably to prevent anyone from getting a perfect score.’

    After reviewing four years of past papers, I’d figured it out—the academy deliberately inserted a few incredibly difficult questions to control the distribution of scores.

    Some were just genuinely complex and hard.

    But others were obscure to the point of being unfair.

    ‘There’s only one way to get those right too.’

    Studying only the important stuff wasn’t enough.

    So what could you do?

    ‘You study everything, even the stuff that isn’t important.’

    It was a wildly inefficient approach.

    Over 90% of exam questions came from obviously key topics.

    To get a good score, it made more sense to focus there.

    But to get the best score, inefficient studying was necessary too.

    ‘If I want the top results, this is the only way.’

    This was separate from the group study—I’d done this part alone.

    I had shown it briefly to Cain and Senia, but their reaction had basically been, “Yeah, no thanks.”

    ‘If my predictions are right, just studying this way should be enough for today’s and tomorrow’s tests.’

    I’d thoroughly reviewed past exams and memorized the lecture content.

    That alone should be enough to secure a solid result.

    ‘The real problem… is the third day’s exam.’

    That’s when the Basic Elemental Theory and Applied Elemental Theory exams would happen.

    Lots of difficult application questions were expected, and it was hard to predict what might show up.

    ‘I prepped with past exams, but there’s no guarantee the difficulty won’t spike this year.’

    I pictured Professor Horizon’s face.

    He was not someone to take lightly.

    ‘Anyway, I just have to give it my all.’

    With that in mind, I started preparing for the next test.


    The second day of exams passed as smoothly as the first.

    The questions from the Producing Department were straightforward, just like those on day one.

    Even without reviewing past papers, anyone who had paid attention in lectures and studied properly could do well.

    As a result, the atmosphere among students was relaxed.

    “See? Midterms aren’t so bad after all.”

    But then…

    “Looks like everyone’s been doing well on their exams.”

    On the morning of the third day, Professor Horizon appeared, and the lecture hall immediately grew tense.

    No one had expected the department head to personally supervise.

    “Let’s begin the Basic Elemental Theory exam. Clear your desks.”

    Soon, the bell rang and the papers were distributed.

    And immediately, the entire class gasped in shock.

    “Huh…?!”

    “What the hell?!”

    This was supposed to be Basic Elemental Theory.

    It was supposed to be easier than the next test, Applied Elemental Theory.

    But… the very first question was a brutal application problem.

    “The following ritual is designed to artificially recreate the flame emission of a subspecies of Salamander native to the Eustapio volcanic region. Simplify the ritual so that it achieves at least a Tier-2 efficiency rating on the Kefton Evaluation Scale…”

    It was similar to past application questions.

    But the difficulty was far higher.

    ‘They’re asking this kind of question on the basic exam? Then what the hell are they planning for the applied one?’

    Without thinking, I looked up.

    Beyond the anti-cheating partitions, I caught sight of Professor Horizon’s face.

    “…”

    The old man was smiling.

    As if to say, “Go on, try solving it.”

    There was no doubt this was his doing.

    ‘So that’s how it is.’

    I looked back down at my test.

    This was a challenge—a slap to the back of the head for anyone who got complacent.

    ‘In that case… I’ll take it on.’

    I picked up my pen.

    Unraveling the densely written ritual formulas on the page would take time.

    I wouldn’t even have a moment to breathe.

    The suffocating test had begun.

  • How to Live as a Magical Genius at the Academy Chapter 36

    “Anyway, it’s been a while, Charlotte. I heard you placed third in the rookie tournament.”

    “It was practically a win by default. Honestly, it was kind of embarrassing.”

    Having finished his task, Joshua struck up a friendly conversation with us.

    “And you must be…”

    “I’m Eriol Valencia.”

    “Ah, so you’re Eriol. That makes sense.”

    “You know my name?”

    “Top scorer on the entrance exam. Champion of the rookie tournament. The top student—your reputation has already spread to the second years.”

    Joshua smiled as he spoke.

    “So, what’s the relationship between you two? Are you really dating?”

    “No, we’re not!”

    “Not at all.”

    “Haha, got it.”

    Maybe he was just joking from the start, because Joshua didn’t bring it up again.

    “So Charlotte, what brings you here today? You’re not the type to come see me without a reason.”

    “Well…”

    “Haha. You don’t have to say it—I already know. You’re here for past exam questions, right?”

    Joshua saw right through us.

    “I remember running around trying to get my hands on past exams around this time too.”

    “You did, senior?”

    “Of course. It’s harder than you’d think. People don’t share them easily. Plus, different seniors have different sets of past questions.”

    Even if they’re called past exam questions, it’s not like they’re the actual tests.

    Most of them are reconstructed from memory, so while some seniors might have nearly complete versions, others only have fragments.

    “It’d be nice if there were a culture of sharing high-quality past exams among all students.”

    “It’s hard, since everyone’s competing… I think it’s kind of inevitable.”

    “True. Grades affect your future, after all.”

    Nodding, Joshua opened the drawer beside him.

    “Anyway, thanks to all that hard work… I managed to gather the past three years’ worth of exams. I even have last year’s, so I can give you four years’ worth in total.”

    “Four years’ worth…”

    I thought we might be able to get only last year’s, but four years? That should be more than enough to prepare.

    “But I can’t just give them away for nothing.”

    Pulling out a thick stack of papers, Joshua smiled.

    “There’s a condition.”

    “A condition?”

    “Could you do me a favour?”

    “Uh… Sorry, but we’ve got midterms coming up…”

    “I know. It’s something you can do after midterms, so no worries.”

    What on earth is he going to ask?

    “Charlotte, Eriol. Are you planning to join the Raid Tournament?”

    “The Raid Tournament…?”

    “The dungeon competition that even first-years can participate in.”

    “Oh, that one.”

    Sounded like the same competition Helios had mentioned.

    Now that I thought about it… the display case did have several trophies from that tournament.

    “Our club has a long tradition of placing well in that tournament.”

    “Senior, don’t tell me this club is…”

    “Ah, didn’t realize it was hard to tell without a nameplate?”

    Joshua gave a wry smile and pointed toward the trophy shelf.

    “Rangers, the Maze Exploration Society. A long-standing dungeon raiding club with decades of history.”

    Rangers.

    Even though it was just a student club, I had already heard of it long ago.

    Because…

    “Professor Kaisel Valencia was also a member during his student days. He’s the only freshman ever to win the tournament.”

    As he said this, Joshua pointed to the trophy from the 47th tournament I had noticed earlier.


    According to Joshua, the Rangers had completely lost their former prestige.

    After Kaisel and others who had led its golden age graduated, the club gradually declined as it lost out to rival clubs.

    “Until last year, things were manageable… but something bad happened.”

    “What happened?”

    “Sorry, I’d rather not talk about it. I’ll skip that part.”

    Joshua looked bitter as he said this.

    “Anyway, after what happened last year, the club fell apart. I’m the only member left now.”

    “I see…”

    “But I haven’t given up yet. That’s why I want to achieve results in the upcoming Raid Tournament and restore the Rangers.”

    “Senior Joshua, then…”

    “Yeah. I’d like you two to join the competition under the Rangers’ name.”

    Joshua’s condition was for us to participate in the tournament and bring recognition back to the Rangers.

    “I’d love to do it all on my own… but honestly, I’m not much of a field mage. I’m more into research.”

    “Then why are you in a dungeon-raiding club?”

    “I’m really into relics found in dungeons. And… I owed something to a senior who used to run this club.”

    Joshua scratched his head with an embarrassed smile.

    “You don’t need to be an official Ranger to join the tournament. Which means you two can join too.”

    “I know. But if we’re going under the Rangers’ name… are you asking us to officially join the club?”

    “You just need to let me add your names to the member list. I’m not going to pressure you to be active in the club.”

    Joshua’s voice was earnest.

    “Senior, there’s something I’d like to ask.”

    “What is it?”

    “If you’re that desperate, why ask freshmen like us? If it’s just about putting names on the list, couldn’t you ask other upperclassmen?”

    “There’s a reason.”

    Joshua let out a sigh at my question.

    “There’s another club called ‘Deep Maze.’ They’ve been actively trying to sabotage us. Because of them, no one else dares to help the Rangers.”

    “Do they have a grudge or something?”

    “Seems they were humiliated by Rangers in the past. That was during the time Professor Kaisel was here.”

    Uncle Kaisel… just what did you do?

    “And… I can’t say much, but last year’s incident didn’t help either.”

    “…”

    What exactly happened last year?

    “Anyway, Eriol. If you, the nephew of Professor Kaisel, perform well in the tournament, it’ll be incredible publicity.”

    “…”

    “Charlotte also placed third in the rookie tournament. You’re both top-tier talents for first-years. I truly believe you can get great results.”

    Joshua bowed his head to us.

    “I’ll provide you with all the knowledge and strategies handed down by past seniors. So… please, help me.”


    After leaving the clubroom,

    I headed toward the eastern section of the academy with Charlotte.

    “Are you sure about this?”

    “About what?”

    “Joshua-senior’s request.”

    Charlotte didn’t look very pleased.

    “You accepted it way too quickly.”

    “But we got the past exam papers, didn’t we?”

    Right now, both Charlotte and I were holding thick envelopes in our hands.

    They contained four years’ worth of past exam papers that Joshua had collected.

    He had even given me permission to share them with my friends.

    “I was planning to enter that tournament anyway.”

    I had already told Helios that I’d be participating in the tournament.

    The only difference now was that I’d be entering under the name of Rangers.

    “Besides, Joshua-senior said he’d share all the know-how accumulated by previous members.”

    Things like how the dungeon in the tournament is typically set up, what kinds of strategies lead to high scores… He promised to tell us all of that.

    “That’s basically the same as getting past questions for the tournament.”

    “Oh…”

    Exactly.

    Just like we get past papers to prepare for exams, we’re getting veteran knowledge to prepare for the strategy tournament.

    “If we’re doing this, we might as well aim for a good result.”

    “Eriol Valencia, don’t tell me…”

    Charlotte gave me a suspicious look.

    “You’re not thinking of winning, are you?”

    “Well, who knows?”

    “You’ve gotta be kidding me.”

    Charlotte shook her head in disbelief.

    “You think a freshman’s going to win?”

    “It’s not impossible.”

    There was already a precedent—Kaisel had done it.

    Proof that it wasn’t a pipe dream.

    “Anyway.”

    “What now?”

    “Does this mean we have to enter as partners?”

    “Partners? What do you mean?”

    “You seriously don’t know?”

    “The rules say it’s a two-person team.”

    “…”

    Charlotte’s expression stiffened.

    “So we have to team up? It’s not an individual competition?”

    “That’s right.”

    “Nope. No way.”

    “What?”

    “I can’t do that. People will misunderstand.”

    For some reason, Charlotte blushed as she spoke.

    “We already have to be careful around others… If people see us entering the tournament together, they’ll totally jump to conclusions.”

    “Conclusions?”

    “I mean…”

    What is she even talking about?

    “I-I mean…”

    “What? What’s the big deal?”

    “They’ll think we’re a… a…”

    “A what?”

    “A couple!”

    Charlotte suddenly shouted.

    “That’s why! I’m not entering with you!”

    “Hold on. What about the promise we made with Joshua-senior?”

    “Then you enter with someone else! Form a party—or couple—with another person! I’ll find someone else too. Problem solved, right?”

    “Are you sure that’s okay?”

    “Anyway!”

    With her face still red, Charlotte turned her back to me.

    “Ask one of your friends. I’ll team up with one of mine. Got it?”

    “Hey, but…”

    “We got the past papers, so we’re done here, right? I’m going now!”

    After shouting that, Charlotte spun around and bolted off.

    Watching her quickly disappear into the distance, I muttered blankly,

    “You don’t even have any friends…”

    …Was she going to be alright?

    I was starting to worry.


    “I got the past exam papers.”

    When I stepped into Room 801 holding the exam papers, everyone cheered.

    “Whoa! Amazing!”

    “I knew you could do it!”

    “Mm, that’s our Eriol.”

    “Can’t believe you actually pulled it off.”

    Cain, Senia, Charis, and Milia gathered around me, impressed.

    “It’s four years’ worth—should be more than enough.”

    “Eriol, you’re seriously… incredible.”

    “But don’t think having these is all it takes to get a good grade. I skimmed through them on the way here, and if you don’t understand the lectures properly, they won’t help much.”

    Past exam papers are just a tool to get familiar with the question style.

    Just memorizing the answers won’t guarantee a good score.

    “By the way, Eriol, how did you get these? You said you didn’t know any seniors.”

    “I met someone through someone else.”

    I decided not to go into detail about the condition I had to accept.

    It probably wouldn’t be in Joshua-senior’s best interest for that to get around.

    Still… I do need a partner.

    If Charlotte really ends up finding someone else, then I’ll have to find a partner too.

    That means asking someone here.

    Cain or Senia, maybe?

    Both Cain and Senia are top-tier martial artists.

    Kaisel once said that if I’d faced either of them during the rookie tournament, I would’ve lost.

    Teaming up with one of them would definitely be a big help.

    Helios already said he wouldn’t partner with me.

    But I’ll decide who to ask after midterms.

    There’s always the chance Charlotte won’t manage to find a partner in the end.

    Alright, for now…

    I took a deep breath as I sat down.

    Pushing aside all other thoughts, I started focusing.

    Time to study for the midterms first.

    My goal was to be top of the class.

    Before conquering the dungeon tournament, I had to conquer the midterms.


    Elemental Studies Department building, located in the northern part of the academy.

    There, Inies and the other professors and TAs were hard at work creating the midterm exam for the first-years.

    “How’s it coming along?”

    “Ah, Department Head!”

    When Horizon, the head of the Elemental Department, entered, everyone stood up and bowed.

    “Hm, is this the draft?”

    Horizon picked up a draft of the exam and skimmed through it.

    “Inies.”

    “Yes, Department Head?”

    “This is too easy. Redo it.”

    “…?!”

    Inies and the rest of the faculty froze, swallowing hard.

    “B-but sir, the difficulty seems on par with last year’s…”

    “And that’s the problem. Because we keep making the tests the same every year, it’s getting harder to tell students apart.”

    Everyone fell silent at Horizon’s criticism.

    Because they all knew he was right.

    “Past exam papers are spreading among students. They know exactly the kind of questions we ask.”

    “…”

    “It’s not against the rules, and there’s nothing wrong with studying from past papers… but making an exam with no ability to distinguish strong from weak? That’s a failure on our part as test creators.”

    Facing the tense crowd of professors and TAs, Horizon spoke in a calm but cold voice.

    “For this midterm, raise the difficulty level. High. I want the ones who just memorized the past papers without understanding the content to cry.”

  • How to Live as a Magical Genius at the Academy Chapter 35

    “Past exams? What’s that?”

    It wasn’t exactly surprising… but Charlotte didn’t seem to know much about past test papers.

    “They’re exams papers of last year’s midterm exams that upperclassmen took. If you can get your hands on them, you can figure out what kinds of questions to expect. It really helps with preparing.”

    “Is it okay to use that kind of thing?”

    “It’s not against the rules. It’s not something people flaunt, but it’s not forbidden either.”

    “Hmmm…”

    “Haven’t you ever heard of it from someone else?”

    “I don’t really talk to the others much in the first place.”

    “…Yeah.”

    Not that I was one to talk… but she really didn’t have any friends either.

    “Past exams, huh… I can see how having those would be helpful.”

    “Most people get them through upperclassmen they know. Do you have anyone you could ask?”

    “Someone I could ask… I guess I do.”

    Charlotte looked a little uncomfortable.

    “When I first enrolled, there were a few upperclassmen who approached me. They were from families that are directly or indirectly connected to mine.”

    “Then—”

    “Most of them backed off once they realized I don’t get along with my parents.”

    “But you said ‘most,’ so that means there’s still someone you can count on, right?”

    “Yeah, that person might have the past exams too.”

    “Then let’s ask them.”

    “Well, I’ll have to check first.”

    With that, Charlotte looked over at my face.

    “Okay, then let’s do this. I’ll go see that senior after class tomorrow. You come with me.”

    “Me?”

    “I have to get their permission to show the past exams to you.”

    “Ah… yeah, that makes sense.”

    It wouldn’t be good if Charlotte got scolded for showing them without asking.

    “Alright. Then I’ll head to your dorm building after classes tomorrow.”

    “Okay, then…”

    Charlotte hesitated, glancing at me.

    Or rather, at the hot dog I was holding.

    “Wait a sec.”

    I extravagantly squirted ketchup and mustard on it, then handed it to Charlotte.

    “Here, eat.”

    “Th-thanks, I’ll enjoy it.”

    Eyes sparkling with anticipation, Charlotte took a bite of the hot dog.

    Then immediately made a face.

    “What’s wrong?”

    “It’s… spicy…”

    Was it the mustard?

    It didn’t taste spicy to me, but maybe she’s just sensitive to it.

    “It’s still good though…”

    Tearing up, Charlotte began nibbling at the hot dog.

    Watching her hold it with both hands and take tiny bites reminded me of a squirrel.


    The next day.

    I waited as promised in front of the dorm building where the upper-rank classrooms were. Students from other classes walked by, sneaking glances at me.

    “Isn’t that Eriol Valencia?”

    “Yeah, he’s the one who beat Helios in the mock battle and won.”

    “He was the top scorer in the entrance exams, right? The one who gave the speech?”

    “What’s he doing here? He has no reason to come to this building.”

    Maybe because of the tension with Helios before.

    The upper-rank students stares weren’t exactly friendly.

    But no one came up to pick a fight either.

    They just kept their distance, cautiously watching.

    ‘I’m not here to stir trouble, so there’s no need to worry about them.’

    Since I didn’t know when Charlotte would show up, I took a book out of my bag.

    ‘I’ll just read while I wait.’

    And so, I started reading, paying no mind to the stares around me.


    “Isn’t that guy outside Eriol Valencia from the top class?”

    “He’s been standing there forever. What’s he doing?”

    “Maybe he’s waiting for someone? Looks like he has plans.”

    “Plans? Don’t tell me… a date or something?”

    “Haha, that’d be funny. But he does kinda look like he’s waiting for his girlfriend.”

    “Hey, now that I look closely, he’s actually pretty good-looking, isn’t he?”

    “Wait, you’re into guys like that?”

    “I usually prefer someone more masculine. Like Charis Morpheus—he’s decent, right?”

    “His muscles are way too much though… I’d take Cain Trigger over him.”

    “Still, Eriol Valencia’s not bad either. The way he’s reading like that—it’s got an intellectual charm to it.”

    “He is related to Professor Kaisel, the most handsome guy in the academy, after all.”

    While the upperclass girls chatted away, Charlotte—still in the classroom—was sweating bullets.

    ‘This is bad.’

    She should’ve gone out right after class, but she got caught up finishing her notes.

    And now, everyone knew Eriol was waiting outside.

    ‘If I go out now and leave with him… they’ll totally think we’re going on a date!’

    That wasn’t her intention at all.

    They were just going to get past exam papers from a senior.

    But the situation… was ripe for misunderstanding.

    ‘People were already suspicious back at the dorm when I left with him before…’

    Among the girls chatting and looking out the window right now was the same one who’d been suspicious of her and Eriol the last time.

    If that girl brought it up again… weird rumors would definitely spread.

    ‘But explaining things to each person one by one would just make it worse…’

    It would sound even weirder if she just blurted out, “It’s not a date!” without being asked.

    Still, she couldn’t just leave Eriol standing there and run away.

    “Why are you stressing out by yourself?”

    Just then—

    A completely unexpected saviour appeared.

    Once treated like royalty in the upper-rank class, but recently knocked down a peg by his loss to Eriol…

    It was Helios.

    “Helios! Perfect timing.”

    “What is it?”

    “See Eriol Valencia over there?”

    “…”

    Helios looked out the window and frowned.

    “What’s he doing here again?”

    “Helios, sorry, but can I ask you for a favor—”

    “Ugh, is he here to ask me to go to a dungeon again or something? What a pain.”

    Charlotte had been about to ask him to pass a message to Eriol, but Helios wasn’t listening properly.

    “We’re not even friends. Why’s he acting so chummy? It’s annoying.”

    “Wait, hang on—!”

    “Geez, I’ll go say something.”

    And with that, Helios stormed out of the classroom.

    Before Charlotte had a chance to explain anything.

    “What the heck…?”

    She was completely dumbfounded.


    “Hey, Eriol.”

    I was deeply engrossed in my book when Helios suddenly called out to me.

    “Why do you keep showing up in front of me?”

    “What are you talking about?”

    “Are you some kind of stalker? I’d really appreciate it if you knocked it off.”

    Coming at me so suddenly like that—I couldn’t help but be dumbfounded.

    “What? You came here to see Helios?”

    “Why would Eriol Valencia come here just to see Helios?”

    “Weren’t they fighting the other day in the cafeteria?”

    “Didn’t that mock battle end with Eriol beating Helios?”

    “Maybe there’s still some lingering bad blood.”

    The students around us started whispering, watching as Helios and I faced each other.

    It felt like I was getting swept up in a ridiculous misunderstanding.

    “Tsk. So, what do you want today?”

    “Helios, I think you’re misunderstanding something—”

    “I don’t have any part-time work today, but I’ve got to study for exams, so I don’t exactly have time to spare. But…”

    Helios folded his arms and spoke with an air of smug generosity.

    “I could go with you, if you really want me to.”

    “You…”

    Our back-and-forth was drawing more and more attention. Students were gathering to watch.

    I figured I needed to explain things properly before this spiraled further out of control, but just then, a sharp voice cut through the air.

    “Eriol Valencia!”

    “Charlotte?”

    Charlotte was quickly walking toward us, her pace determined.

    “Let’s go. Before more people gather.”

    “Wait, you’ve got the wrong idea—”

    “Now!”

    Without giving me a chance to explain, Charlotte grabbed my arm and dragged me away.

    Helios looked completely flabbergasted, but Charlotte didn’t care in the slightest and kept pulling me along.

    True, a whole crowd had gathered around us at this point. It probably was for the best to clear out before this scene got even messier.

    “What was that just now?”

    “Did Charlotte just take Eriol Valencia with her?”

    “I didn’t get a good look… but did they link arms just now?”

    “No way—are they dating?”

    I could hear the voices of the students gossiping behind us…

    But I decided not to pay them any mind.


    ✦✦✦

    After fleeing from the crowd with Charlotte, we arrived in a part of the academy I rarely ventured into: the western wing.

    First-years typically stay in the eastern area, but second-years and above mainly operate from the west.

    “The person we’re meeting today is a senior named Joshua Everton,” Charlotte said, leading the way.

    “If it’s him, he’s sure to have the past exams.”

    “He’s not difficult to deal with, is he?”

    “He’s always been really kind to me. He even asked me to join his club.”

    “Club—as in, the student-run ones?”

    “Yeah. Of course, we’re not allowed to join yet. He told me to take my time deciding.”

    To prevent upperclassmen from dragging clueless first-years into clubs too early, there’s a designated period where soliciting or joining clubs is forbidden.

    First-years aren’t allowed to join any clubs until after the first midterm exams. Once that’s over, apparently, upperclassmen swarm in, trying to recruit in group.

    “If he’s free, Joshua-sunbae usually hangs out in his clubroom after classes. He said to stop by anytime if I needed help, so I don’t think he’ll mind us showing up unannounced.”

    “Got it.”

    We stepped into an old, rather run-down building.

    Miscellaneous junk littered the hallways, and the place had a very different atmosphere compared to the clean and orderly first-year facilities.

    “Who are they?”

    “Never seen them before. First-years, maybe?”

    “Damn, if it weren’t for midterms coming up, I’d be trying to rope them into our club.”

    Upperclassmen poked their heads out from different clubrooms, eyeing us with interest.

    “Don’t make eye contact. Some seniors will still try to recruit you, even though they’re not supposed to during this period. Joshua-sunbae said—Eriol Valencia, are you even listening to me?”

    “I just noticed that room has a sign that says ‘East-West Literary Research Society’…”

    “Stop getting distracted—just follow me!”

    We climbed to the third floor and stopped in front of a door with no label.

    “This is Charlotte Strasbourg. Is Joshua-sunbae in?”

    “Charlotte? Come in.”

    At the voice from within, Charlotte opened the door.

    The room inside was a bit messy, and one entire wall was filled with a glass cabinet crammed with trophies.

    “Joint Dungeon Raid Tournament, 47th Annual… Winner?”

    Why were trophies like that here?

    All the awards seemed related to dungeon events.

    ‘What kind of club is this, exactly?’

    While wondering that, I turned my gaze toward the man standing behind a large desk.

    He was staring intently at the surface, busy with something.

    “Joshua-sunbae, hello—”

    “Sorry, Charlotte. Could you wait just a moment?”

    Joshua cut her off mid-greeting.

    “I haven’t quite finished this task. I’m almost there—just one last puzzle to solve. It won’t take long.”

    “Ah, okay.”

    The desk was covered in sheets of paper densely packed with writing.

    Curious, I leaned slightly to look—and realized he was deciphering ancient ritual script.

    “…Damn.”

    Judging by his frustration, the translation wasn’t going well.

    He kept writing down interpretations in pencil, only to erase and rewrite them.

    “Why isn’t this working… I thought I had it.”

    “Excuse me…”

    I opened my mouth without thinking.

    “I think your translation of the previous sentence might be off.”

    “…What?”

    Joshua lifted his head and looked at me.

    “That’s Ancient Ritual Script, Level 3, right?”

    Ancient Ritual Script, Level 3.

    Professor Klein’s very first assignment had involved translating that.

    “In the previous line, you translated the word as ‘sky,’ but it should be ‘to empty.’ That mistake throws off the logic for the rest of the sequence.”

    “Huh…?”

    Joshua quickly looked back at the original text.

    As he compared it to his own translation, he began groaning.

    “Hmm… then that would mean…”

    A moment later—

    Joshua frantically scribbled down a new translation with his pencil.

    “Yes! That works! The ritual structure holds now! This is it! Wahaha!”

    He let out a triumphant laugh and gave me a hearty slap on the shoulder.

    “Thanks, man! If it weren’t for you, I’d have kept going in circles!”

    “Oh, it was nothing. I just—”

    “Kid, you’re a first-year, right? That’s impressive!”

    Grinning broadly, Joshua turned to Charlotte, still patting me enthusiastically on the back.

    “So, Charlotte—who’s this guy you brought along? Your boyfriend?”

    “No, he’s not!”

    Charlotte’s voice shot up as she became bright red.

  • How to Live as a Magical Genius at the Academy Chapter 34

    “Starting next week, the first semester midterms will begin.”

    At Professor Klein’s announcement in the top class lecture hall, grumbling erupted from all directions.

    It seemed no one was particularly fond of exams.

    “You all seem pretty displeased. If you’re not up for it, you don’t have to take the test.”

    “Professor, is that really allowed?”

    “Of course. As long as you’re okay with receiving a zero.”

    “Ugh…”

    “Haha, don’t make those faces.”

    Klein looked around the lecture hall as he spoke.

    “The midterm is 100% written. Your results will reflect how much you studied.”

    “Professor, there are people who don’t get good grades no matter how much they study!”

    “Is that so? I always got grades proportionate to how much I studied.”

    “…”

    “In any case.”

    Klein was definitely an elite among elites.

    He didn’t seem to sympathize much with students who felt pressured by exams.

    “The midterm will take place over three days. The two days after that will be no-class days, and then comes the weekend—so you’ll get a four-day break.”

    “Then that means…”

    “After the midterms, you can relax for four days. You might even take a short trip off the island.”

    “Oh…!”

    The Ars Magna Academy was built on a remote island.

    So unless it was during the vacation period, it wasn’t easy to visit other regions.

    But with a four-day break… a short trip nearby might be possible.

    “To enjoy a relaxing break, I hope you all do well on the midterms.”

    “Yes, sir…”

    With that, Klein left the lecture hall.

    As soon as he was gone, the class started buzzing with midterm talk.

    “Midterms… I’m worried.”

    “Yeah, same here. We’re in the advanced class, after all—we need good grades.”

    “Practical evaluations are important, but the written exams still carry a lot of weight.”

    Senia, Charis, and Milia sighed as they chatted.

    They had all earned high scores on the entrance exams to be in this class, but it seemed like they were still nervous about the tests.

    “Hey, Eriol.”

    That’s when Cain placed an arm over my shoulder and spoke.

    “Wanna do a study group?”

    “Study group?”

    “To prepare for the midterms—studying together. What do you say?”

    When Cain suggested it, Milia smirked beside him.

    “I feel like Eriol’s the type who’d say, ‘Why study together? Isn’t studying supposed to be done alone?’”

    “Yeah, he gives off that vibe. Like he’d refuse because group studying’s inefficient.”

    “Y-you guys shouldn’t jump to conclusions like that…”

    When even Charis agreed, Senia looked awkward and flustered.

    “Eriol… what do you think? Honestly, from our side, studying with you would be a huge help.”

    “I don’t mind.”

    “Ah, really?”

    Whether people were around or not didn’t really affect my study efficiency.

    It was more a matter of my own focus.

    “But I’ve got one condition.”

    “What is it?”

    “If we’re doing this, let’s go all out.”

    “…”

    As the four of them stiffened at my words, I said clearly,

    “Let’s study with the goal of dominating the top five ranks. How about it?”

    “Uh, that sounds like a bit much…!”

    Cain withdrew in horror and raised his voice.


    In the end, I ended up studying with Cain, Senia, Charis, and Milia.

    My dorm room—Room 801—was chosen as the study spot because it was more spacious than the others.

    “We’ll take care of snacks and everything, so just lend us your room.”

    “We’ll even clean up after ourselves.”

    “Huh, it’s not as gloomy as it used to be.”

    “Yeah, I guess the whole ‘haunted room’ thing was just a rumor.”

    There happened to be a table and extra chairs in the 8th floor storage room, enough for several people to sit together.

    Once we brought those over and set them up, it made for a decent study space.

    “Basically, the midterm questions come from three departments.”

    Before we really started studying, Cain shared the information he’d gathered.

    “Transcendental Studies, Producing, and Elemental Studies… The professors who taught us will each submit questions.”

    “I thought we studied a lot of different subjects, but when you divide it by department, it’s only three.”

    “Well, it’s still only the first semester of our first year. Anyway, think of it like this—Day 1 is Transcendental Studies, Day 2 is Producing, Day 3 is Elemental Studies.”

    “So the first day will be about basic magic theory and history, the second will be producing or crafting-related, and the third will test elemental magic.”

    “From what I found out, if you just memorize what you’ve learned, you’ll do fine on Days 1 and 2. The real issue is Day 3.”

    Cain pointed to the elemental studies textbook on the table.

    “Both the basic and advanced elemental studies sections are full of applied problems.”

    “So we’ll need to understand elemental theory well.”

    “It’s not just about understanding the theory… You’ll need to be clever to solve some of those problems.”

    “In what way?”

    “Well, I’m not exactly sure myself…”

    “Hmmm…”

    Senia, Charis, and Milia groaned in unison.

    It was frustrating—not only were the problems said to be difficult, but they couldn’t even figure out how they were difficult.

    “That’s why I’m saying… getting our hands on past exam papers will be important.”

    “Past exams?”

    “Yeah. The ones our upperclassmen had to take in the first semester last year.”

    “Is it even possible to get something like that?”

    Charis tilted his head.

    “That’s the first I’ve heard of it.”

    “They’re not openly circulated or anything. But students with connections on campus usually get them from their seniors. It’s pretty common, apparently.”

    “Really?”

    “Probably…”

    Cain crossed his arms as he spoke.

    “Someone like Monarch Orson has probably already got them by now and is preparing for midterms.”


    “Here it is.”

    “Thank you, senior.”

    Monarch Orson bowed slightly as he received the envelope from an upperclassman.

    “These are the questions from last year and the year before, right?”

    “Yeah. The test questions change every year, so it’s not like the same ones will appear. But this should give you an idea of what kinds of problems to expect.”

    “That’s more than enough.”

    Inside the envelope were papers with transcriptions of the midterms from the past two years.

    Even though the actual test papers had to be returned after the exam, some helpful seniors had recreated them from memory.

    “You know this already, but don’t go blabbing that you got this. It’s not against school rules to pass these on, but it could still cause issues later.”

    “I understand.”

    “So… when you get the chance, tell the Duke that I helped you out, yeah?”

    This upperclassman was from a count’s family closely connected with House Orson.

    He handed over the past exams to Monarch to curry favor for his own family’s benefit.

    “Don’t worry. I’ll send a letter right away.”

    “Thanks. I’m counting on you.”

    Glancing briefly at the upperclassman’s momentarily sycophantic expression, Monarch then turned his gaze back to the envelope.

    ‘I missed the top spot on the entrance exam… but I’ll definitely rank first on the midterm!’

    Monarch burned with determination.

    To beat Eriol Valencia and claim the number one spot.


    “Charis and Millia, you don’t have any useful connections either, do you?”

    “Yeah, that’s right.”

    “We’re from the outskirts, after all.”

    “Hmmm…”

    “Cain and Senia, you two are from prestigious families though. Don’t you know any upperclassmen?”

    “Well, the Trigger family’s a bit… unique.”

    “As for the Artian family… we’ve always kept our distance from the magical world to begin with.”

    It seemed like none of them had any useful connections.

    Of course, I was in the same boat.

    The only person I could remotely count as a connection was Uncle Kaisel… but I couldn’t exactly ask a professor for past exam papers.

    “If I’d known it’d be like this, I would’ve tried building some connections with upperclassmen ahead of time.”

    “Can’t be helped. We live in separate dorms, and there’s barely any chance to interact with the older students.”

    In the first semester of first year, there were almost no opportunities to interact with seniors.

    I’d heard that changed in the second semester, but still.

    “Actually, there is a way to get old exam questions even without connections.”

    “What is it?”

    “Buy them.”

    “Buy them…?!”

    Everyone looked surprised at Cain’s words.

    “I heard there are some upperclassmen who run a black market inside the academy. They’re the ones who first started circulating past exam papers in the first place.”

    “They actually sell past papers for money? Isn’t that a problem?”

    “That’s why the academy frowns on the whole business. Even when people get them through connections, they usually keep it hush-hush.”

    “Hmm…”

    Everyone looked conflicted.

    They needed the past papers—but the idea of buying them didn’t sit right.

    “Forget it.”

    “What?”

    “I don’t want the past papers badly enough to go that far.”

    Who knows, the academy might crack down on it later. I wasn’t about to spend money on the black market just to get old exams.

    “Eriol…”

    Senia looked at me with an expression full of admiration.

    But Cain immediately objected.

    “But Eriol, won’t we be at a disadvantage in the exam without them? You said we should aim to take the top five ranks.”

    “That was just to keep everyone focused and studying hard.”

    “You’re seriously…”

    “Still…”

    I stood up from my seat.

    “We will be at a disadvantage without past papers.”

    “Wait, where are you going?”

    “You guys go ahead and start studying.”

    Leaving the four of them behind with puzzled looks, I stepped out of Room 801.

    “I don’t know if it counts as a connection… but there is someone I can ask.”


    It was already dark outside.

    As I walked through the park holding a paper bag, I saw Charlotte Strasbourg sitting alone on a bench, eating a late-night snack.

    ‘She’s basically addicted to midnight snacks…’

    It couldn’t be good for her health.

    Worried, I approached her.

    “Eriol Valencia?”

    Charlotte looked up as she noticed me coming.

    “Long time no see.”

    “Yeah.”

    I gave a short reply and sat down on the bench next to hers.

    Then I pulled out the food I’d brought.

    “What did you get?”

    “Hot dogs.”

    “Hot dogs…?”

    Just as I suspected.

    This noble young lady, who couldn’t even shop at the school store properly… had likely never eaten anything like a hot dog from a street vendor.

    She was from the prestigious Strasbourg ducal family, after all.

    “Well, guess I’ll eat then.”

    “…”

    I picked up a hot dog, loaded it generously with ketchup and mustard like Cain had shown me, and made it look as appetizing as possible.

    I could feel Charlotte’s eyes following every move I made.

    “Whew, this looks amazing.”

    I said it loud and clear on purpose, then took a huge bite.

    The bread and sausage, combined with the tangy sauces, created a perfect harmony.

    “…”

    Charlotte stared at me and swallowed hard.

    But I didn’t even glance at her, just finished the hot dog on my own.

    “Ah, that hit the spot.”

    “…”

    “Guess I’ll eat one more.”

    “…!”

    When I pulled out a second hot dog from the bag, Charlotte flinched.

    She must not have expected there to be another one.

    “Ah, but I’m feeling kinda full now.”

    “…!”

    As I deliberately stalled, Charlotte finally couldn’t take it anymore and opened her mouth.

    “E-Eriol Valencia!”

    “What?”

    “If… if you’re full… wouldn’t it make sense to give it to me instead?”

    Charlotte watched me nervously as she spoke.

    “W-With those weird red and yellow sauces too…”

    “Nah, I was planning to eat it, so I’ll just go ahead and do that.”

    “W-Wait!”

    Just as I brought the hot dog to my mouth, Charlotte lunged forward in a panic.

    “You want it that badly?”

    “Ugh…”

    Realizing how undignified she’d just acted, Charlotte turned red in the face.

    “Alright, I’ll give it to you.”

    “Th-Thank y—”

    “But in exchange.”

    I pulled the hot dog back just before handing it to her.

    “Do you happen to know how to get past exam questions for the midterms?”

    Charlotte blinked, momentarily stunned by the unexpected question.

  • How to Live as a Magical Genius at the Academy Chapter 33

    Sharon Arachde, a researcher specializing in insect-type monsters, described mantis-type monsters as “ambush insects” in her Great Encyclopedia of Giant Insects.

    The mantis-type monster’s greatest weapon is its massive forelegs. Its primary attack pattern involves ambushing enemies and capturing them with those limbs.

    “Contrary to popular belief, the mantis-type monster’s forelegs have limited ways of attacking.”

    Swinging the forelegs like blades is practically impossible.

    All it can really do is thrust them forward and pin down its prey.

    “It’s just that the speed of its thrust and the strength of its grip are overwhelmingly powerful.”

    If you get hit by a mantis-type monster’s opening strike, it’s extremely difficult to escape.

    Not only is its grip absurdly strong, but the forelegs themselves are saw-like—getting caught often leads to fatal wounds.

    That’s why getting hit first by one of them is basically a death sentence.

    But looked at another way…

    “As long as you prevent the initial strike, you can totally take them down.”

    Crackle! Boom!

    Helios’s lightning magic and my fire magic exploded straight into the front of the Deadly Mantis.

    If we didn’t have enough firepower, the Deadly Mantis would’ve bulldozed through and come charging anyway.

    But since Helios and I—ranked first and second in the rookie tournament—were working together, our combined magic was enough to stop its charge.

    “Hsssh?!”

    “Move!”

    Seeing the Deadly Mantis falter and cover its face with its forelegs, Helios darted left.

    I was already moving to the right.

    “Hsssh!”

    Letting out an eerie screech, the Deadly Mantis raised its head.

    It seemed to hesitate, unsure which of us to chase.

    And we didn’t waste that moment.

    “…!”

    Crackle! Boom, boom!

    Helios fired a powerful lightning strike, and I launched multiple fireballs.

    “These Protective Gloves really make casting easier!”

    The magic came from both sides.

    The lightning was blocked by the mantis’s thick forelegs, but the fireballs—guided by homing magic—hit its abdomen and hind legs directly.

    “Hssshhh…!”

    It wasn’t a lethal blow, though.

    The Deadly Mantis lunged toward me in one last desperate attempt—but before it could reach me, Helios’s lightning slammed into the back of its head.

    “…?!”

    Its head was half-destroyed.

    But insect-type monsters can still move instinctively even with their heads damaged, and it kept flailing its deadly limbs.

    “Eriol!”

    At that moment—

    My giant fireball hit the Deadly Mantis dead-on.

    With a thunderous roar, the monster went up in flames… and finally fell silent.

    “How was that, Helios?”

    I opened my mouth as I looked at the burning remains.

    “Told you I was right.”

    “Shut up, you punk.”

    Despite our clear win, Helios scowled.

    He didn’t seem thrilled that he had to work with me to pull it off.

    “First and second place from the rookie tournament teaming up? That kind of mantis is easy prey.”

    “I literally said that earlier.”

    “Ugh, seriously…”

    Helios sighed in frustration and pulled out a multipurpose ranger knife from his belt.

    “Enough talk. Get your tools out—we need to harvest the materials.”

    “Got it.”

    Even after being scorched, the mantis’s forelegs remained mostly intact.

    After extinguishing the flames, we began separating the limbs by driving our knives into the joints.

    “This isn’t easy…”

    Even the joint areas weren’t exactly soft, so it took real effort.

    “Hah, good at magic but useless at this kind of thing, huh.”

    “Then help me out.”

    “Each person handles one.”

    Seeing me struggle seemed to put Helios in a slightly better mood.

    “By the way, that glove—what is it?”

    “This?”

    “Looks top-tier. Must insulate heat really well.”

    He was eyeing the Protective Gloves I got from Professor Hephaestus.

    Honestly, thanks to these gloves, I’d been able to cast magic much more safely.

    “It was a gift.”

    “Don’t tell me you got it from Professor Kaisel?”

    His expression darkened.

    “No, not from him…”

    “Hmm. Then fine.”

    Seriously, this guy… he must seriously worship Kaisel Valencia.

    “Hey, Helios.”

    “What?”

    “Why are you so obsessed with Uncle Kaisel?”

    “…”

    I wasn’t expecting a real answer, but after a moment’s thought, Helios spoke.

    “Like I said earlier, I come from a family of Rangers.”

    “And?”

    “Rangers specialize in dungeon exploration. But these days, the main players in dungeon conquest are mages.”

    “…”

    “I believed that old-school Rangers who didn’t learn magic were doomed to fall behind. But none of the adults around me seemed worried.”

    His voice was serious.

    “I was really disappointed in them… and then I read a column by Professor Kaisel.”

    “A column?”

    “An article in Ars Magazine. It was about Labyrinthos exploration.”

    “I think I’ve seen that one.”

    “His words had more depth than anything I’d ever heard from any Ranger. And… it got my heart racing.”

    “…”

    “After that, I started looking up to him.”

    I could start to see why Helios was so fixated on Kaisel.

    If he had no proper role models around, and then discovered a genius like Kaisel… it’s only natural he’d start idolizing him.

    “That’s why my goal is to study magic under Professor Kaisel. I’m going to get into his Principles Department no matter what.”

    “…”

    “To do that, I’ll get top grades—whatever it takes.”

    After saying that, Helios looked straight at me.

    “Eriol, you’re the same, aren’t you?”

    “Huh?”

    “You’re obsessed with getting top grades too.”

    “I wouldn’t say obsessed.”

    “Don’t lie. If that’s not it, why are you even here?”

    “What?”

    “You even went and got a Ranger license to enter the dungeon. Isn’t this just practice for the upcoming conquest tournament?”

    “What conquest tournament?”

    It was clear now—there’d been a big misunderstanding.

    “I only came into the dungeon because I was curious.”

    “What?”

    “I mean, what even is this conquest tournament you’re talking about?”

    “…”

    Helios gave me a look like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

    “You seriously don’t know there’s a dungeon conquest tournament coming up after midterms? First and second years can both enter. It counts toward your evaluation scores too.”

    “That’s the first I’ve heard of it.”

    “You’ve got to be kidding me…”

    “I skimmed through the first-year curriculum, but I’ve never seen anything about a joint evaluation between first and second years.”

    “You really didn’t know?”

    “Told you I didn’t.”

    “…Sigh.”

    Maybe he finally realized I was telling the truth, because Helios let out a sigh.

    “It’s a voluntary event. A dungeon conquest tournament open to both first and second years. Since it’s held in a controlled section set up by the Academy, you don’t need a Ranger license to participate. First and second years get evaluated together.”

    “Then second years have a huge advantage, don’t they?”

    “Yeah, it’s basically meant for them. But if a first-year manages to outperform them, it gives you a massive edge in the overall rankings.”

    “Hm…”

    “I figured you were entering the tournament to lock in your first-place spot.”

    Helios frowned as he looked at me.

    “So, what are you gonna do?”

    “What do you mean?”

    “Now that you know, don’t tell me you’re planning to not enter?”

    “Wouldn’t it be better for you if I didn’t?”

    “Yeah, right.”

    Helios scoffed.

    “If I want to catch Professor Kaisel’s eye, the best way to do that is by beating you and taking first place.”

    “…”

    “If you don’t enter, it actually screws me over.”

    It was like he was saying, I’m going to beat you no matter what.

    “Well, I didn’t really care before, but since you put it that way, I guess I don’t have a choice.”

    I smiled.

    “I’ll enter the dungeon conquest tournament too.”

    “Good.”

    Helios smiled as well.

    It was the kind of smile that welcomes a worthy rival—a competitive grin.


    After that, we gathered the amethyst flowers and made our way out of the dungeon.

    At the management office near the entrance, we turned in the Deadly Mantis’s forelegs and the ten amethyst flowers, and received our reward on the spot.

    Apparently, the management office delivers the materials directly to the requester.

    “The reward… Let’s just split it fifty-fifty.”

    “You sure? I got a lot of help from you this time.”

    “If I wanted to charge for escort duty, I would’ve brought that up beforehand. Just take your half and shut up.”

    Helios handed me my share of the reward.

    “Well, that’s everything done, right? I’m heading out.”

    “Yeah. Thanks for today.”

    “I don’t need your thanks, and don’t expect me to say it back either.”

    “Do you have to nitpick everything?”

    “Speak for yourself…”

    We were just about to part ways when something crossed my mind.

    “Helios, there’s something I want to ask.”

    “What?”

    “That dungeon conquest tournament you mentioned—do we have to enter in a party of two?”

    According to Helios earlier, unless you’re someone with proven skill, you’re not allowed to enter a dungeon alone. Even in the Labyrinth, the management office will stop you if you try to go in solo.

    “You need to register as a pair. So yeah, you’ll need a partner.”

    “A partner, huh…”

    “Oh, and just to be clear,” Helios added with a scowl, “I’m not partnering with you. Don’t even think about asking.”

    “I wasn’t planning to. Don’t worry.”

    Helios was gunning to beat me and take the number one spot in the overall rankings. There’s no way he’d team up with me for the conquest tournament.

    Knowing that, I had no intention of asking him to be my partner anyway.

    “Annoying bastard…”

    Helios grumbled as he walked off.

    Left alone, I rubbed my shoulder, suddenly feeling the fatigue set in.

    Up until now, the thrill of dungeon exploration had kept me energized, but now that the excitement had worn off, the exhaustion hit me all at once.

    Still… I got something out of this.

    Today was my first real combat experience.

    I used magic in a life-or-death situation—where even a moment of carelessness could’ve gotten me killed.

    It was a valuable experience.

    It would definitely help when the dungeon conquest tournament came around.

    There was still plenty of time until then, since it wouldn’t be held until after midterms… but it couldn’t hurt to start preparing early.

    “But still… a partner, huh.”

    Since a Ranger license wasn’t required, that opened up my options.

    No need to ask Helios for help—I just had to find someone I knew who’d be a good fit.

    “Who should I ask?”

    Thinking that over, I started walking back toward the dorms.

  • How to Live as a Magical Genius at the Academy Chapter 32

    You need gear to explore a dungeon.

    Thanks to Professor Hephaestus from the Production Department, I’d gotten my hands on a pair of protective gloves,
    but I still needed to gather the rest of my equipment on my own.

    ‘Good thing Uncle gave me that allowance… I shouldn’t need to worry about money.’

    If I hadn’t received that, I would’ve had to dive into a dungeon without proper gear.

    Feeling grateful to Kaisel, I headed toward the weekend market district.

    There was a pretty large ranger equipment shop there.

    But the moment I stepped inside…

    “What are you doing here?”

    “That’s my line.”

    I locked eyes with Helios, who was tidying up the shelves.

    He wasn’t wearing his usual school uniform. His clothes clearly marked him as a store clerk.

    “You working part-time here or something?”

    “…”

    Helios scowled at my question.

    “Us commoners have to earn not just our tuition but our living expenses too. Unlike you nobles who get everything handed to you.”

    “I don’t get a single coin from home.”

    “What?”

    “My family went bankrupt.”

    “…”

    “My dad messed up some investments. I don’t even have a home to go back to.”

    Helios’s eyes flickered for a moment.

    Then, with an awkward expression, he turned his head.

    “R-really? I had no idea…”

    That reaction was unexpected.

    Maybe he’s got a decent heart under that prickly exterior?

    “I’m not hurting for money though. I’ve got plenty of scholarships.”

    “You little…!”

    Helios glared at me like he was ready to explode.

    “So what are you doing here, huh? Came to pick a fight?”

    “It’s a ranger gear shop. Obviously, I came to buy ranger gear.”

    “You? Why?”

    “Because I’ve got temporary ranger certification now.”

    “…!”

    That’s right.

    As of yesterday, I officially had my ranger qualifications.

    Now I could enter and exit dungeons freely.

    “Wait… did you get Professor Kaisel’s endorsement?”

    “Yep.”

    “Of course you did…”

    Helios sighed and scratched his head.

    “Fine. So what do you need?”

    “Honestly? I’m not sure. I was planning to ask the clerk.”

    Just like how you can’t truly master magic just by reading books, you can’t fully grasp ranger know-how through reading either.

    A lot of knowledge was passed down directly between rangers in the field.

    “All right, then. I’ll help you out.”

    “You will?”

    “My family’s been rangers for generations. I’ve already got my ranger certification too.”

    “Huh. I didn’t know that.”

    I didn’t expect any freshmen to already be certified rangers.

    “First of all, you need basic protective gear before you go into a dungeon. But you can actually use our school uniform for that.”

    “Our school uniform’s good enough?”

    “It’s a high-quality piece made by the Production Department, designed for a variety of situations. It’s more effective than most standard protective gear.”

    “In that case…”

    “Next most important thing is your footwear. You’ll need shoes that can handle all kinds of terrain.”

    Surprisingly, Helios was thorough and helpful.

    He showed me various pieces of gear—shoes and beyond—and explained in detail why each was necessary.

    He really was a textbook example of a ranger family kid.

    “This should be enough to get you started. Given your budget, buy the most important stuff first.”

    “Then I’ll buy everything you recommended.”

    “I said buy the essentials first!”

    “It’s fine. I’ve got money right now.”

    “Didn’t you say your family went bankrupt? How are you—scholarships alone can’t cover this.”

    “My uncle gave me some allowance recently.”

    “…You brat…”

    Helios gave me a death glare but ended up sighing and slumping his shoulders.

    “Whatever. You’re a paying customer—I can’t say anything more.”

    “Do you work around this time often? I kinda want to come back when you’re here.”

    “Don’t!”

    Grumbling, Helios rang up the purchases.

    “But wait—you’ve got ranger qualifications too. Why not just go into a dungeon and earn money that way?”

    “Don’t have anyone to go in with.”

    “You need a partner?”

    “The rule is, you have to go in as a team of at least two. Rookies like us get stopped at the entrance if we try to go in alone.”

    “Huh, I didn’t know that.”

    “Dungeons are full of unpredictable situations. You need at least one partner to cover your back.”

    “Hm…”

    “Once you’re proven to be competent, they’ll let you do solo explorations. But not in the beginning.”

    Now that I thought about it, the novel I’d read also had the protagonist enter dungeons with companions at first.

    “I think in one scene from a novel I read, the main character broke his leg and had to lean on a teammate to escape the dungeon.”

    “Exactly. And if there’s only two of you in that kind of situation, the whole party gets paralyzed. That’s why having at least three is ideal.”

    So, basically, I couldn’t go into a dungeon without at least one partner.

    “Hey, Helios.”

    “What?”

    “When do you get off work?”

    “Why do you wanna know?”

    Helios narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

    And I made a suggestion.

    “How about exploring a dungeon with me?”

    “No way!”

    He turned me down without hesitation.


    “Damn it… Why am I stuck with a guy like you.”

    Helios grumbled beside me.

    Though he initially refused, I eventually managed to persuade him to come into the Labyrinth with me.

    As a financially struggling student, he couldn’t afford to pass up the chance to earn money in a dungeon.

    “You don’t know any other Rangers besides me anyway.”

    “Isn’t that the same for you?”

    “Exactly. That’s why we should be partners and go in together.”

    “This sucks…”

    He kept grumbling, but Helios never said he was backing out of the party.

    “Eriol, just so you know—I don’t like you.”

    “I figured.”

    “It’s that attitude that makes me dislike you even more.”

    I didn’t really care to be on Helios’s good side either.

    He was the one who started with hostility in the first place.

    Right now, I was only teaming up with him because it was the smart thing to do.

    “Anyway, let’s get our entry registered first.”

    Helios entered the management office near the entrance of the Labyrinth.

    He submitted his credentials and went through the procedures for entry approval.

    “You’ll find requests from mages posted on that board over there.”

    “Like ‘collect these materials by a certain date’ and that sort of thing?”

    “Yeah, you’ve done your homework.”

    The bulletin board was plastered with request slips from top to bottom.

    “A lot of the materials mages need for their research are rare and hard to find in regular markets. They usually have to be gathered from dungeons, but they often can’t go themselves. So they hire Rangers like us instead.”

    “I’ve heard there are mages who are so busy they practically live in their labs.”

    “There are monster extermination and map-making requests too, but the basic ones are usually resource collection like this.”

    Helios reached out his hand as he spoke.

    “Out of the requests here, one that’s suitable for your level would be… this one.”

    He pointed to a slip.

    It was a request to collect 20 Amethyst Flowers.

    “Requests for Amethyst Flowers are pretty common. That’s because…”

    “They wither quickly, so you have to collect them fresh from the dungeon whenever they’re needed.”

    “You really did your homework.”

    I remembered reading about them in the botany manual.

    “They grow all over the dungeon, so they should be easy to find. It’s a good request to gain experience with. Let’s take this one today.”

    “All I have to do is write my Ranger ID on the request slip, right?”

    “Yeah, once you do, it’s officially assigned to us.”

    We used the special pen attached to the board and wrote in our IDs.

    The paper flashed, signaling that no one else could now take on the request.

    “All right, let’s head in. You’ve got your gear, right?”

    “Exactly how you packed it for me.”

    “Damn, can’t believe a rookie like you has better gear than me…”

    Still grumbling, Helios took the lead and guided me forward.

    He might actually be the type to look out for others more than he lets on.


    The entrance we took was different from the one I used last time with Professor Klein.

    After passing through a damp cave with groundwater running along the floor, a grassy field opened up before us.

    “Seems like we’re in a low-monster zone. Still, don’t let your guard down.”

    Helios kept a sharp eye on our surroundings.

    “Eriol, you haven’t had any real combat experience yet, have you?”

    “Besides the mock battle last time, none.”

    “Just so you know, real fights with monsters are nothing like simulations. And I doubt you’ve gone through full combat training yet. If a monster shows up, we’re going to run.”

    “But you’ve got real experience, right? So we don’t necessarily have to run.”

    “I’m adjusting for your sake.”

    He said that and started walking ahead again.

    “Hey, Helios. I want to ask something.”

    “What?”

    “We don’t have to register the request in advance, right?”

    “What do you mean?”

    “I mean, even if we don’t register before entering, we can still fulfill a request by just bringing back the item, right?”

    “What are you—?”

    “I thought I saw something like that on the board earlier.”

    As Helios gave me a puzzled look, I raised my hand.

    And pointed toward a certain insect peeking out from the bushes.

    “I think there was a request for a mantis foreleg or something.”

    “…!”

    A massive mantis was lurking in the bushes, clearly watching us.

    It was about the size of a person, with yellow stripes—exactly like the Deadly Mantis I’d seen in the monster encyclopedia.

    “Damn it, fall back!”

    Helios clicked his tongue and stepped back quickly.

    The Deadly Mantis was a carnivorous monster that hunted other smaller creatures with its saw-like forelegs. It even preyed on humans, so the safest response upon encountering one was to flee.

    “Hey, Helios.”

    But I grabbed his arm.

    “Why should we run?”

    “Didn’t you hear me earlier? If a monster shows up, we run!”

    “I never actually agreed to that plan.”

    “What?”

    “You’ve got the top-ranked freshman and the second-ranked freshman here. You think we need to run from one monster?”

    “…!”

    Helios stared at me, visibly shaken.

    “Helios, you’ve got the experience, so I’ll leave the judgment to you.”

    “Eriol, you…”

    “You think the two of us can’t take down one mantis?”

    “…”

    While we were talking, the Deadly Mantis slowly crept out of the bushes.

    It looked like it had given up on ambushing us and was switching to a full frontal assault.

    “Seriously… You’re such a pain.”

    But Helios didn’t even glance at the Mantis.

    He just scowled at me.

    “Hey, Eriol.”

    At that moment—

    Sparks crackled from Helios’s fingertips.

    “I’m not responsible if you die.”

    “Don’t worry.”

    I responded as I began casting my spell.

    Drawing power from the element of fire, I prepared elemental magic.

    “I’ll take care of my own life.”

    “Show-off…”

    As the Deadly Mantis charged at us with its sharp, insectoid movements—

    Helios’s lightning magic and my fire spell erupted at the same time.