The Disciples Who Had Forsaken Me Came To Visit Me - Chapter 32
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- Chapter 32 - Academy without Choi Joo-won [Regret] (3)
-Trudge, trudge, trudge
Everyone goes to Yang Han-gil’s class with dark eyes, like cattle being dragged to the slaughterhouse.
-Kkiik
When the door to the magic sparring hall inside Helmund Academy opened, Yang Han-gil was seen standing there.
He shouted as soon as he saw the students.
“Can’t you come quickly?! Run now. From now on, I won’t care about your convenience. “Just shut up and do as I say.”
-Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap
All of the students ran quickly and stood in front of Yang Han-gil. Yang Han-gil watched the students one by one and spoke as if he was annoyed.
“Hehe… How is it that no one has grown since yesterday? Even just looking at the flowing mana energy, it all seems like garbage. “I don’t understand how on earth you got into Hellmund Academy.”
“ha….”
Yang Han-gil sighed heavily.
Then he pointed to one female student.
“Yoon Seulgi. “Please come forward.”
“yes?….”
“Don’t be stupid and come out quickly.”
-Jump, jerk, jerk.
When she came forward as Yang Han-gil said, he immediately cast a spell.
[Gravity]
-bang
“Kyaaaak!”
She screamed and fell to the ground.
-Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
After that, a tremendous amount of pressure pressed down on her entire body.
Yang Han-gil spoke while looking at her lying down.
“What should I do if the opposing wizard uses Gravity?”
“Off….”
Yang Han-gil spoke coldly to her, who was unable to say anything because she was in pain.
“I told you not to act like a scum, right? If the opponent uses gravity magic, you must raise mana throughout your body to protect yourself. Do you understand?”
-Whoa!
“haha….”
After the gravity magic was lifted, Seulgi Yoon took a deep breath. At that time, Yang Han-gil’s order followed.
[Fireball]
[Magic Shield]
-Chieeeeek
Yang Han-gil’s fireball hit Yoon Seul-gi’s body. However, this time, Seulgi Yoon also used the Magic Shield to block the attack. No, I thought I blocked it.
-Jejeok
“uh?….”
Along with Yoon Seul-gi’s short, embarrassing scream. The magic shield was shattered, and the magic hit Seulgi Yoon.
“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu….
Yoon Seulgi lying on the ground. Yang Han-gil just looks at her.
“I guess even a wizard can use a magic shield. But the level is so crude that it’s disgusting. go away. “I need to see the level of other cubs.”
After that, Yang Han-gil used basic magic on many students. Lightning, Fireball, and Wind Cutter were basic magic, but since Yang Han-gil was a class A wizard, their power was considerable. Because of this, sometimes students were seriously injured.
“Blood…Blood….”
One student was in pain, clutching his arm. But he didn’t care about Yang Han-gil.
“You’re bleeding? So what are you going to do? If you get hurt in real life, are you going to whine about the pain and stop doing nothing? If you’re injured, you should think about solving the problem on your own, such as using recovery magic. If you do nothing and only hope for help from others, you will not grow. What a piece of trash.
“Isn’t this violence, not class?…”
Lee Ha-ru protested to Yang Han-gil in a trembling voice. Then Yang Han-gil walked towards Lee Ha-ru with a smiling expression. Eventually, he stood in front of her and spoke with dead eyes.
“Lee Haru. The teaching method varies from instructor to instructor. For those of you who have such a shabby talent that people don’t understand when I just say it, I’m teaching you by using my own mana, but what? It’s not class, it’s violence? “What a fucking bitch.”
-slap
Yang Han-gil slapped her on the cheek.
-dump
“You fucking bastards. If you guys would just grow up quickly, I wouldn’t have to do something this extreme. “But instead of growing, you guys are just regressing, so what can I do?”
Yang Han-gil spoke to Lee Ha-ru, who was lying down.
“Get up”
She barely got up from the ground, leaning on her knees.
-slap
“wake up.”
-slap
After being slapped three times, her face had already turned red.
“Lee Haru. And if this is violence and not class, what are you going to do? If you tease them, tell their rich parents. But, before you talk, keep one thing in mind. I am an instructor at Helmund Academy and a guild member belonging to the Baal Guild. “If you cheat on me, just know how your life will turn out in the future.”
When Yang Han-gil threatened, Lee Ha-ru trembled and apologized.
“Sin… I’m sorry.”
-puck
Yang Han-gil kicked Lee Ha-ru with his foot.
“Haa… I know that from now on, if there is a bastard who messes with my temper, I will chase after him.”
After that, the magical violence disguised as Yang Han-gil’s class continued. When Yang Han-gil’s mana was discharged, the monks had to wait for the mana to be refilled and receive a barrage of magic that lasted for several hours.
“Whoa… fuck…”
Yang Han-gil muttered to himself after a class that lasted several hours.
“No… even this is useless… I can’t do it in this ideal state… If it continues like this, it’s really…”
Yang Han-gil looked like a person possessed by a ghost. None of the students looked at him properly for fear of sparks flying, and they just turned their heads and held the wounds caused by Yang Han-gil’s magic with their hands.
“Aaaah!”
Yang Han-gil was so angry that he screamed and spoke to the students.
“Today’s class ends here. “Please spend the remaining time studying independently.”
Yang Han-gil muttered as he left the magic training center.
“This isn’t working… we need another way… another…”
-Kkiik
-widely
When Yang Han-gil left, all the students sat down on the ground at once.
“Hwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”
“Keuuuuuu….”
“Fuck….”
Some of the students cried, and some were in pain from their wounds. And someone else cursed and lamented the current situation.
Among them, Siyeon Kim said.
“My whole body hurts so much. Does it make sense to teach a class like that? “This isn’t a class, it’s violence.”
Other students seemed to agree with her words. One day later, I approached her and talked to her.
“Everyone here thinks the same… But what can you do? “There’s no way we can do it.”
-Crackling
Kim Si-yeon answered, biting her teeth as if they were breaking.
“Instructor Joowon Choi has never done anything like that to us.”
Seulgi Yoon spoke as if answering.
“We kicked them out… this is all our karma…”
“What should we do now? The future is so daunting.”
“I don’t know… I’ll just have to hold on for now…”
***
After the students dispersed, Baek Hyeon-seo quietly called Yun Seul-gi.
“Well… Seulgi, there’s something I want to ask you…”
Seulgi Yoon looked at Baek Hyunseo and spoke with concern.
“Hyeonseo, are you okay? “Hyeonseo was hurt a lot earlier too.”
Baek Hyun-seo smiled bitterly.
“are you okay. You know I have a healing artifact. “I was able to recover quickly with this.”
“How amazing. “What kind of artifact is this that allows you to recover quickly if you infuse mana like that?”
“I do not know either. “I don’t know anything other than how to use it.”
Seulgi Yoon looked at Baek Hyunseo with sad eyes and said.
“Surely, the artifact that instructor Joowon Choi gave you, Hyeonseo, was also expensive, right? I also have an artifact that I received from an instructor, and when I showed it to my mother, she was curious and asked where I got it, even though it was expensive. Why on earth did the instructor show us so much favor? Now that I think about it, we didn’t really do much for the instructor…”
Yoon Seul-gi wiped away her tears with her sleeve and apologized to Baek Hyun-seo.
“sorry. I suddenly got so emotional that I said something for no reason. “Didn’t you say there was something you wanted to know about me earlier?”
“Ugh… that…”
Baekhyunseo paused for a while and then continued speaking.
“Do you have instructor Joowon Choi’s phone number?”
“There is… but why?”
“I got a new cell phone this time. “I’m going to at least call the instructor…”
“Would you like me to answer the phone?… No, I think I might. Hyeonseo recently purchased a cell phone, so the instructor may not have a phone number. I’ll give you my phone number. “Take a walk.”
Seulgi Yoon gave Joowon Choi’s phone number to Hyunseo Baek.
Baekhyunseo just stared blankly at his cell phone.
‘Can I call you? Maybe I won’t receive it? “If I answer the phone and cry and say I was wrong, will you forgive me?…”
Thousands and tens of thousands of thoughts crossed her mind.
After several tens of minutes had passed, Baekhyunseo finally managed to press the call button.
-tuk
-Rurrrrrr
-Rurrrrrr
A long-lasting phone call.
– hello?
A familiar sound came through the receiver.
– hey? who are you?
Suddenly, Baekhyunseo couldn’t say anything when he heard a voice. Baek Hyun-seo couldn’t even muster the courage to open his mouth because of his guilt toward a man who lost everything and whose life was ruined because of him.
But at the same time, I was very happy. Hearing the voice I wanted to hear so much, even over the phone, gave me an unknown sense of satisfaction and stability. She wanted to continue the call for a little while. Even if I hated myself, even if I didn’t look at him, I wanted to hear his voice for just one more moment.
Her life itself had become a tragedy, with the people around her not knowing when they would leave her, her imprisoned father, her only blood relative, and Yang Han-gil, who pushed her through pain all day long. She was so glad to hear Choi Joo-won’s voice after a long time. I missed the favor Choi Joo-won used to give me.
– If you don’t answer, I’ll hang up.
Just before the phone hung up. Baek Hyun-seo responded reflexively.
– Go… Instructor… I have something I want to say…
At that moment, Choi Joo-won’s dry voice suddenly changed into a voice full of disgust.
– Are you really Baek Hyun-seo?