I Became A Flashing Genius At The Magic Academy C.253: Noble Soul (7)

Chapter 253: Noble Soul (7)

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The orchard of the Dream Tree was originally a tourist attraction.

Although it was the off-season since the vacation period had ended, the area was still bustling with people due to its location in a major city.

However, the visitors there had no idea.

They would never have expected that at the Third World Tree, where they had come simply to relax... They would encounter the Elf King, Florin, the ruler of all spirits, deities, familiars, fairies, and elves.

Third World Tree, Dream Tree, Central Plaza.

While it was not the highest point in the orchard, the central plaza was a flat basin that offered a view of the surrounding landscape, making it a popular spot for tourists.

On this day, it was even more crowded than usual.

“What’s going on?”

“Is there some kind of event happening?”

“Shh. What event? They say the Elf King herself has arrived!”

“Really? But she usually never shows herself so why now?”

To the general public, the Elf King, Florin, was a mysterious figure. She was always shrouded in secrecy.

Rumors claimed that she was so beautiful that anyone who saw her would instantly fall in love, which was why she purposely kept herself hidden... However, since she never revealed herself, there was no way to know the truth.

Today, however, she suddenly appeared in the orchard of the Third World Tree.

She summoned an altar that could only be used by elves for special ceremonies in the center of the plaza and ascended it alone.

Her body was still entirely wrapped in a black dress and her face hidden behind a white mask, making it impossible to see her appearance. People nevertheless felt something strange.

Despite being completely covered... There was something inexplicably beautiful about the Elf King.

No one realized that this was due to the subtle aura of her ability, [Absorbing Affection], emanating from her.

“Hoo...”

Florin let out a small sigh and steadied her trembling voice.

The curse had weakened significantly, so it was fine for her to reveal herself as long as her face was hidden, but perhaps because she had lived in seclusion for so long, she still felt overwhelmed by the attention of the large crowd. freёweɓnovel.com

But she had no choice.

She needed to speak directly with the World Tree to find out the cause of the dark magic corruption.

As the leaves of the World Tree began to rustle, and a green aurora slowly spread across the sky, the buzzing crowd fell silent and gazed up in awe.

“Wow...”

Those who had come to Third World Tree to enjoy the beauty of nature found themselves captivated by an even more breathtaking sight. They felt a sense of healing as they watched.

However, unlike the onlookers, Florin frowned and bit her lip hard.

—It hurts.

—Go away.

—It’s... so...

—Sorry.

—It’s painful.

The voice of a child echoed in her mind.

It was unmistakably the cry of Third World Tree, but Florin found it impossible to properly communicate with it.

The Third World Tree was not in a sane state and it prevented any proper communication.

“Ugh...!”

Even as she bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, trying her best to focus, Florin couldn't do anything because Third World Tree kept screaming in pain.

'Please get a hold of yourself! You need to tell me where it hurts...!'

Clang!

“Ah!”

Florin managed to gather her willpower and barely succeeded in sending a message to the Third World Tree, but at that moment, the World Tree rejected her consciousness entirely.

Unable to endure the intense pain, she completely shut off her mental connection.

Thud!

As Florin collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, the knights quickly ascended the altar to support her.

“Your Majesty, are you alright?”

“… Ah…”

Unable to respond, she lifted her head and gazed at the gradually fading green aurora.

The World Tree’s refusal to communicate, its desperate thrashing, was a sign that something was terribly wrong.

"So beautiful..."

"Wow!"

But to the people watching, even this seemed beautiful. And it only served to make Florin feel more heartbroken.

She clenched her fists tightly and hung her head low.

If she could only hear a response from the World Tree, she might be able to heal it somehow, but even that was out of reach.

“Your Majesty…”

“I’ll have to search for the cause myself.”

Despite the setback, she had no intention of standing idly by.

Struggling to her feet, Florin briskly descended the altar and gave her orders.

“Summon the knights and instruct them to find the source of the contamination at the roots. I will search separately.”

“At your command.”

As soon as Florin issued the command, the knights gestured instructions, and those who were waiting nearby understood the signals and scattered in all directions to lead their respective orders.

The World Tree was vast, grand, and complex.

It was hard to even estimate how long it might take to search such an enormous tree, but if they extended their senses as much as possible, maybe they could manage.

'First...'

She intended to start from the highest point of the World Tree and work her way down.

However, as she descended the altar, she locked eyes with Baek Yu-Seol, who had been waiting for her below.

Suddenly, she remembered their promise to meet Leafanel together, and she smiled bitterly.

She had been looking forward to spending time together.

But now was not the time for that.

Saving the World Tree took priority.

“I’m sorry. Could you wait a little while? I’ll resolve this matter quickly.”

"No, I’ll come with you.”

“There’s no need to trouble yourself because of me…”

“It’s not that. I think I’ve found the cause.”

“What?”

It was hard to believe—nothing had been done since the incident began, yet he already claimed to have found the cause.

Florin’s eyes widened in disbelief as Baek Yu-Seol nodded toward something behind her.

“If I’m sure, would you like to come with me for a moment? To Leafanel’s garden.”

If Baek Yu-Seol’s hunch was correct, the place would likely be protected by a barrier by now.

In any case, it would be impossible to enter alone.

At least in the second semester of the second year or early in the third year, he would have had the items and abilities necessary to break through the barrier, but right now, he was too weak.

’In a way… It’s fortunate that Florin is here.’

The episode at that time required the protagonist to solve everything alone.

This made the difficulty level excessively high, but now, with someone as powerful as Florin, who could rival even a class 9 mage, there was nothing to fear.

‘However, if there's one thing that worries me…’

The possibility of encountering the ‘Divine Slayer’ in front of Leafanel was quite frightening.

Only a handful of players had ever faced the Divine Slayer, and it was one of the most dreaded episodes.

‘I should be cautious just in case.’

As things that were once deemed impossible had often happened, it wouldn't hurt to be careful this time as well.

With that thought, Baek Yu-Seok led Florin to Leafanel’s garden, hoping that the corruption hadn't progressed too far.

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At Stella Academy, a significant portion of the students were nobles.

Due to family events, those noble students sometimes had to miss classes, but as long as there was a valid reason, they were allowed up to four days of absence.

Essentially, they could miss an entire week of academy.

Of course, it was rare for a student to be granted the full four-day leave since few noble families held such large-scale events.

But Hong Bi-Yeon wasn’t just any student. She was a princess of the Adolevit Royal Family.

Confidently securing a four-day leave, including the weekend, she boarded the royal family's private airship and left Arcanium.

As she watched the clouds drift by outside the window, she pondered.

"Father has given his approval. As a member of the royal family, the princess naturally has the right to participate in the Purification Ritual."

The Purification Ritual of Morfran Forest was a critical vulnerability for Hong Si-Hwa.

Hong Bi-Yeon interference in this matter would undoubtedly create a disadvantageous situation, yet the Duke of Orkan had accepted it all too easily.

’Does he have ulterior motives?’

Hong Bi-Yeon glanced subtly at Sayeran Orkan, who was seated some distance away from her.

The girl with black eyes, whose thoughts were always unreadable, was only two years older than Hong Bi-Yeon. Yet, she was skilled at hiding her emotions, eloquent, and politically savvy.

In terms of pure magical ability, she didn't feel very distant from her, but evaluating her as a human... There were many things Hong Bi-Yeon thought she could learn from Sayeran.

But that was all.

Sayeran was a rival. Someone who would eventually need to be eliminated.

‘If I am to become queen... I must learn even from my enemies.’

A phrase from a book she once read came to mind.

If there is something to learn, you must be willing to bow even to a beggar.

Who had said that?

It was likely... Isaac Morph...

‘Hmm’

She suddenly shook her head to dispel the image of Eisel’s annoyingly serene and peaceful face that had flashed into her mind.

“Princess, would you like some dessert?”

The royal attendant asked her, but she shook her head without even answering.

Dessert?

She couldn't even taste it...

"... No, actually... Bring me some cake and sweet cocoa."

Recently, she had realized that if she concentrated hard enough on her sense of taste, she could faintly perceive something resembling flavor.

It was so faint that by normal standards, it could merely be described as the sensation of something touching her tongue, rather than an actual taste...

But she was certain of it.

She felt that her sense of taste was gradually returning to normal.

From the day she lost her sense of taste, she had been desperate to experience flavors again.

Could this be the result of her countless attempts to regain that happy sensation on her tongue?

“Here you go.”

As the attendant placed the sweet chocolate cake and cocoa before her, she stabbed the cake with a fork and brought it to her lips.

She couldn’t help but feel nervous, wondering why something as simple as this made her anxious.

She put the cake in her mouth and focused intently on trying to taste it.

‘I... can’t taste it.’

But she couldn’t taste anything.

Worse. The revolting, mushy texture made her feel nauseous.

Her sense of taste wasn’t just gone; it was distorted, and the unpleasant texture overwhelmed her mouth.

“Ugh…”

She quickly rushed to the bathroom and spat out the cake, wiping away the cold sweat from her brow.

“Damn it…”

Without the ability to taste, she should avoid intensely flavored foods like cake.

The problem was that she had been too bold to try something too strong from the beginning just because she thought she could taste a little.

‘Why this time…?’

She could have sworn she had tasted something before.

What was different then?

Why could she taste it that time?

Suddenly, she remembered who she had been dining with the last time she experienced taste.

And a faint laugh escaped her lips.

The idea that her sense of taste could change depending on who she was eating with...

‘That… doesn’t make any sense.’

She tried to shake off the thought.

The fact that she was even thinking such nonsense made her feel like she had changed too much recently, and it felt strange to her.

“Princess, are you alright?”

“I’m fine. Let’s go.”

When she left the bathroom, Sayeran was waiting for her with that same impassive gaze.

Hong Bi-Yeon pretended nothing was wrong and returned to her seat, while Sayeran observed her for a moment.

‘…Taste. Huh.’

An idea briefly crossed Sayeran’s mind, but she didn’t voice it.

After all, Princess Hong Bi-Yeon was her rival, so there was no need to help her.