I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 117

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EP.117 Group task presentation (1)

   Belnoa, who went missing, has returned.

   The details of the matter were not known to the students. Considering that the academic administration also took the circumstances into account, students can only assume that the disappearance was not voluntary.

   “Hasn’t he been kidnapped?”

   “Who is the Black Magic Tower’s greatest disciple?”

   “Is it related to the Cardinac Demonic Beast terrorist incident?”

   There are only unfounded rumors abound.

   There are some guesses that are infinitely close to the answer, but in the end, there is no basis for certainty. Only a very few people know the truth.

   “Belnoir.”

   “I am present.”

   Belnoa acted no different than ever. The person who is said to be missing is acting so calmly… so it’s hard to ask why.

   In the end, the incident ends like that.

   Even in cases of disappearances that attracted students’ attention, interest eventually waned over time. Above all, students do not have the mental space to delve deeply into such issues.

   “Mana Transactions (Basics).”

   「Information on group assignment presentation.」

   The deadline for group assignments is fast approaching.

   There is no time to turn your attention to other things. We must immediately put out the fire that has spread beneath our feet. The leaders of each group convene a final meeting.

   “···What should I do with this?”

   “I know.”

   “Have you been thinking about anything?”

   “you?”

   “Are you sure? But why isn’t one of them coming?”

   “······.”

   There are leaders who shed bloody tears looking at the silent group members and escapees.

   “Yes, this is enough.”

   “Thanks to Resty. great job!”

   “I will pay today. “Good job, Resty.”

   “You guys worked hard too.”

   After completing the assignment, there was also a group leader who enjoyed a light tea time, laughing and chatting amiably.

   “What should we really do now…?”

   “hmm. That won’t work. “I will also use an axe.”

   “crazy! “Someone try to stop Rak…!”

   “No, wait a minute. “Lark, look at that.”

   “······? “You mean this axe?”

   “Yes, the spell on the axe. “That looks better than I thought…?”

   There was also a team that got the answer at the end. In addition, many people face the approaching nightmare in their own way.

   “What are you doing by not showing up to the last meeting?”

   “I have to go find it, what can I do…”

   Someone is out to catch the escaped member.

   “Is this… correct?”

   “But somehow I completed it, so isn’t it okay…?”

   Another person looks at the tattered circuit that has somehow been put together and asks, “Is this correct?” I have a question.

   “Is this… a limited express train?”

   “It’s so comfortable…?”

   “Can we be comfortable like this?”

   And, among dogs, there are those who feel relieved by their leader’s grace, which is like a ray of light. Time passes for each person. It goes by quickly too.

   On the day of group assignment presentation.

   Some people head to the classroom with light steps, while others drag heavy steps. It was time to finish the long but short assignment.

   Dang, daeng.

   A bell rang in a tense classroom. The students’ eyes turn to Professor Rania who stands on the podium. She clapped her hands and opened her mouth.

   “Let’s start class.”

   2.

   “As instructed, the leaders of each group should come forward. Just show me a simple explanation of the circuit in order and a scene of breaking the resistance stone.”

   After giving a brief explanation, Professor Rania came down from the podium. She sat down in the empty seat in the first row closest to her podium and put down her grading paper.

   “Please be the first presenter.”

   A student comes up to the podium.

   The first runner was Mac.

   Unlike most of the leaders who were nervous, Mac’s gait on the podium was confident.

   ‘The assignment preparation is perfect.’

   Mac’s eyes are filled with confidence.

   Of course, Mac isn’t confident in his skills. Although he is also a talented wizard, he is not talented enough to tackle a task like this with confidence.

   so.

   ‘Because I asked someone of that caliber to do it.’

   What Mac trusts is the skill of the wizard who solved this task on his behalf. A smile spread across Mac’s lips. 

   To be honest, I was embarrassed when I first received the assignment.

   ‘Should you destroy a mid-level resistance stone with a basic spell?’

   I thought it was a task that made no sense.

   There seemed no hope. Mac didn’t feel it was worth the trouble to try because there was no answer. Perhaps, he thought, others felt the same way.

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   What you can’t do to yourself.

   Something that seems impossible.

   When faced with something like that, there are people who do their best to find a solution… but at least it wasn’t Mac. Mac quickly gave up.

   ‘I don’t have to do something that doesn’t work for me.’

   Mac is the son of a prestigious family. Mac’s father was connected to several talented wizards, and Mac asked one of them to build the circuit.

   ‘A circuit created by a scholar who sits at the top of the ivory tower.’

   It is a circuit that is gorgeous and beautiful to look at.

   This circuit showed perfect results even when tested on a resistor stone. It was a flawless circuit.

   widely.

   Mac, who came up to the podium, opened his mouth.

   “This is Mac, the leader of Group F.”

   The voice exudes confidence.

   Mac lifted up the circuit paper with an unwavering voice. Project the circuit with the magic tool into the air.

   Sarah.

   Mac continued as he looked at the circuits embroidered in the air.

   “Our group focused on the top order ‘Ignite’ and performed the task. There were various opinions such as ‘striking type’ and ‘slashing type’, but I felt that it was more possible to understand the structure of the higher order spells and then utilize them.”

   Of course it was a lie.

   Without holding any meetings with the team members, Mac only presented to the team members the results he had received on his behalf.

   “The higher order spell ‘Ignite’ is a derivative of the basic spell ‘Fireball’. “We drew the circuit in a way that focuses the power of the fireball on ‘one point.’”

   Mac explained, pointing to the circuit.

   The explanation continued without interruption. Mac memorized every word of the circuit analysis he received from a scholar at the Magic Society. Memorization was Mac’s specialty.

   “Point and Certain…”

   Every detail of the circuit is explained. Students in Mac’s group are amazed by Mac’s explanations. The leaders who were waiting for their turn under the podium also looked at the circuit as if they were fascinated by something.

   Even at first glance, it was a perfect circuit.

   To the extent that it is not suitable for the student’s level.

   “···This is it.”

   After finishing his explanation, Mac took a short breath.

   It was a very satisfactory explanation. The pronunciation was correct. The memorization was also perfect, not a single word was wrong.

   ‘It is perfect.’

   Mac looked away with anticipation in his heart. At the end of that line of sight is Professor Rania. Mac looked at her with some anticipation.

   “······.”

   She says nothing.

   He just looks at himself with cold, sunken gaze. There were no words written on her grading paper yet.

   “······?”

   Mac feels an eerie feeling in that gaze for some unknown reason. However, he soon shook off his anxiety and opened his mouth. The announcement is not over yet.

   ‘It’s probably because I didn’t see the results.’

   When you show them the results, their reaction will change.

   Mac tapped the circuit paper.

   “···Then, let me demonstrate the spell.”

   Exactly 1 Pi of mana is contained in the circuit. The mana flowing through a perfectly curved circuit is concentrated in one place.

   Hwareuk.

   A small fire burns.

   It is a small flame to be called a flame. However, the power of fire concentrated to its limit is not something to be trifled with.

   Right, Mac snapped his fingers.

   The concentrated fire hits the resistance stone floating in the air. The fire that spread as soon as it hit the target shattered the resistance stone.

   Crispy!

   The result was a success.

   The concentrated fire was static, and the enemy fire that was spreading was beautiful. It was an order that took care of both performance and beauty.

   “That was Group F.”

   Clap clap clap.

   When the presentation ends, applause is heard.

   The corners of Mac’s mouth rose at the occasional exclamation. This is the moment when Mac is about to come down from the podium.

   “Group F leader, Mac.”

   Professor Rania, who had been silent the whole time, opened her mouth.

   Mac’s steps stopped. Mac, in an awkward state, neither standing nor coming down from the podium, turned his head and looked at Professor Rania.

   “Let me ask you something.”

   she asked

   “Is the circuit you just demonstrated the circuit you drew up yourself?”

   For a moment, my heart skipped a beat.

   Mac nodded without showing any expression.

   “···Yes, that’s right.”

   “That’s amazing. “It is a highly complete circuit.”

   “yes? “Thank you, thank you.”

   “Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?”

   Mac nodded slowly.

   Just right.

   Professor Rania snapped her fingers. The circuit where the spell appeared and disappeared was drawn identically in the air. It didn’t take even a moment to imitate the circuit.

   “It’s a simple question.”

   She stamped the center of the circuit with the tip of her pen.

   “The basis of order is this center. This center must be the circuit of the basic spell ‘Fire Sphere’ that Mac student mentioned. Is that correct?”

   “Yes, that’s right.”

   “The curves and diagonal lines drawn connected to the central circuit are probably the constraint circuits you mentioned, right?”

   “Yes, that’s right.”

   Her pen moves boldly.

   In an instant, the circuit is dismantled. Mac swallowed his saliva as he looked at the circuits that had been disassembled one by one. It was like seeing the dismantled circuit for the first time.

   “Obviously, it’s a great circuit. Constraints and restrictions are neatly connected, and the additional effects through them are well established in the circuit. “It’s a near-perfect circuit.”

   Close to perfect.

   However, it’s not perfect.

   “So, it was even more annoying.”

   She extracted a curved line from the dismantled circuit. Curves are different from other lines. Curves stand out among neat circuits. It’s annoying.

   “What is this?”

   “Yes, yes…?”

   “No matter how much I looked, I couldn’t figure out how to use it. I don’t know what this line is used for. “I waited for the Mac student’s explanation, but there wasn’t any, so I’m asking this question.”

   She asked in a truly curious voice.

   “What is this?”

   “Well, that is…”

   Mac sees the curve in front of him.

   I memorized all the circuit explanations. However, I couldn’t figure out what that curve was. In the first place, that curve was not even visible in the completed circuit.

   ‘···What is that?’

   Mac looked at the circuit paper in his hand.

   It was difficult even to find the curve on the circuit paper. After looking at the circuit paper for a while, Mac was finally able to identify the location of that curve.

   Circuits and connection points between circuits.

   A slight gap occurred while connecting.

   It was a curve located in that void. What is it? Mac didn’t know. Mac responded with the attitude that whatever would happen would happen.

   “Well, for decoration…”

   “It’s for decoration.”

   She said expressionlessly.

   “It seems like it was a very leisurely assignment. “Not only did I complete the circuit, I also had time to decorate it.”

   “Well, that is…”

   “Could you show me those decorative circuits?”

   Her pen pointed to a dismantled circuit.

   “I think there are still about seven left.”

   Mac looked ahead.

   Circuits that have been disassembled one by one are floating in the air. Dozens of lines and curves are scattered around.

   ‘In there…’

   You must find seven blemishes.

   Mac turned his head. Professor Rania was pointing at the circuit with her pen as if telling us to look for it.

   There was no way I could find it.

   Mac was silent, and time passed. It was a time that felt infinitely long. 

   Tuk-tuk.

   Only the sound of her tapping her pen can be heard occasionally. It was as if he was urging her to answer, and a cold sweat ran down her spine.

   Tuk.

   Eventually the sound stopped.

   “Can’t you answer? Well, when you stand on the podium, you might be so nervous that you can’t think of anything. “Is there anyone among the other team members who can answer?”

   There is no way I can do it.

   The group members who were singled out also remained silent.

   A minute passed.

   It was a minute that felt like an hour, but no one answered during that time. Professor Rania crossed her arms and looked at her pulse.

   “Can’t you find even one?”

   Mac was silent.

   “Then can you show me how to put the disassembled circuit back together? “If you drew it yourself, I think you would be able to assemble at least one part.”

   Mac was silent.

   “vein.”

   Professor Rania called him.

   She narrowed her eyes. The cold, sunken bluish eyes were focused on her veins.

   “I’ll ask again.”

   she asked

   “Is this true that you drew it?”

   Mac was silent.

   In effect, it was tantamount to a declaration of surrender. Professor Rania let out a short breath and twirled his pen.

   square.

   Professor Rania’s pen tip touched the grading paper for the first time. Soon the pen nib fell off the paper. What was written on the score sheet, which was always blank, wasn’t even a sentence.

   Disqualification.

   It doesn’t suit formality.

   So, it’s not even worth grading. There was only one word for him written on the paper.

   “next.”

   She said.

   It was an extremely chilling voice.

   3.

   Crispy.

   “······.”

   Roselle looked at the dropped sugar cube.

   It was a sugar cube that I lost from the tongs when I was trying to put it in my coffee. Roselle narrowed his eyes as he looked at the completely crumbled sugar cube.

   ‘Why, I’m so anxious.’

   I am not a superstitious person.

   However, I felt an ominous feeling for some reason. Is it because there is a problem that I have been worried about since morning?

   Roselle always has one thing to worry about.

   “Did you say you were grading today?”

   A unique group project planned by a student.

   As Rosell remembered, today was the day the assignment was to be graded. And… Rossel also remembered that grading was done through a presentation format.

   “An announcement, an announcement…”

   What suddenly comes to mind is something from the past.

   Rosel smiled bitterly, recalling the days when Raniel was the next Gray Tower lord.

   “It’s going to be windy.”

   ······Ashen wizard, Raniel.

   When she was the next Mage Tower lord, she was called ‘like this’ among the Mage Tower wizards.

   Incinerator.

   Dozens of papers, circuit diagrams made while sleeping all night, and any research results… they turn to ashes in front of her. It really, literally turns to ashes. The wizards would mutter, shedding bloody tears as they looked at the white, burnt papers.

   Gray.

   Ah, the fearful gray color.

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