I Became a Genius at Gigant Academy

‘A sealed weapon? Master level skill?’

Abel’s eyes moved around at the unexpected message that came to him.

wait a while

Abel read the message again from the first line.

‘A sealed weapon?’

Abel was well aware of what that concept was.

When a weapon fails to perform properly for some reason, the modifier ‘sealed’ is usually added.

However, the frequency of their appearance was not very high.

Considering the concept, it was natural.

How likely is it that a great weapon with good performance is left unattended?

‘Basically, it’s only possible when no one recognizes the true value of that weapon.’

That’s why such modifiers were usually attached to artifacts from a few ruins.

But there was something even more surprising.

It is a master level skill.

‘If it’s a master level, it’s hard to get one for each character.’

Simply put, you can think of master level skills as the highest level.

Performance that cannot be compared to anything else in its category.

In the game, there are less than 10 people with master level skills at this point.

“Mmm.”

Abel groaned and looked at the long spear in his hand.

For some reason, the window was still the same, but it seemed to feel heavier for no reason.

Of course, I felt very good.

I thought it was moderate luck, but it felt like I found out that it was a colossal windfall.

‘I should handle it more carefully.’

Thinking so, Abel slowly raised his spear and took a stance.

The moment he saw the message, a clue to a skill he had never known before flowed into his head.

It was a clue to the master level skill ‘Rage of the Thunder God’.

‘Come to think of it, overflow was also obtained this way.’

When he came to apply for the entrance exam to the academy, the clue to the overflow was obtained from the hidden piece hidden in the statue of Sir Alon.

This is the second time I’ve gotten a clue to another skill.

It’s been almost half a year.

‘Come to think of it, the author of the book obtained from the secret library was also Sir Alon.’

I felt happy and strangely anxious about the successive successes.

‘In the game, whenever you get a good item or skill, an enemy or quest with a difficult difficulty always appears.’

That probably wouldn’t apply in real life, but somehow it felt awkward.

“Whoa.”

Abel let out a short breath and let go of his anxiety.

There was something else important right now.

It was to dig deeper into the newly acquired clue.

As the name suggests, clues are just clues.

Right now, it took me a month to learn the overflow properly.

‘This is a master level skill, so it won’t take much longer.’

It was the first time in the game and in this place that I had acquired a master level skill this way, so I couldn’t get a sense of it.

Abel first slowly rotated the vazra in both hands with his fingers.

‘The most important thing is rotation.’

The basic principle of Thunder God’s Rage was to make use of the magic of rotation.

So he tried to implement it in one way or another.

Once I started to concentrate, the thoughts disappeared far away and I could only see the window.

I tried using magic power, and I tried moving my fingers in different ways.

After trying various methods for nearly two hours, Abel suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Swoouuu-.

Vajra was slowly spinning in his hand.

The rotation, embodied through magical powers and subtle movements of the hands, continued uninterrupted.

Abel carefully removed one hand, trying not to forget the sensation.

Squeak-.

Then, as if the window had rotated, it slowly stopped again.

‘It’s not easy.’

The thunder god’s wrath is still unclear, but it is assumed that it is a form of blowing a spear with one hand.

In other words, the basic form itself is a javelin skill.

‘First of all, I should aim to rotate it with one hand.’

Abel held it with one hand from the beginning this time and practiced practice after practice.

Only the occasional sound of dropping spears echoed in the training ground.

* * *

A few days later. In the evening, after all the lectures for the day had ended, Abel was staggering along.

“you… … Are you sick? You seem to be in a bad mood all day.”

Henna looked at him and asked with a worried expression.

Abel shook his head at him.

“no. I can’t sleep very well.”

“What time did you go to bed?”

He pondered for a moment before realizing that he had only slept about two hours.

“Ugh. well.”

But I didn’t bring it out of my mouth. Because it was obvious that I would hear nagging.

“Then go in and get some rest. It’s the weekend tomorrow anyway, right?”

“Yeah, what should I do?”

As he said, Friday class is over, so you can sleep as long as you want.

But Abel had no intention of doing that.

‘If I do a little more, I think I’ll come to my senses.’

It’s because I couldn’t get rid of the thought of ‘rotation’ in my head.

It had already been four days since I first got the Vazra from the Armory.

Since then, Abel has been immersed in the clue of the skill called Thunder God’s Wrath.

I wanted to learn the skill as quickly as possible, and I thought it would be possible with a little more effort since it was the most basic level.

But even after four days had passed, Abel was still lost in the first stage.

‘I have no idea about Vazra’s seal.’

In addition, he was engrossed in acquiring the magic of rotation, and he had not yet touched Sir Alon’s book.

It’s a bit like grumbling while holding the good fortune that others hope for, but it’s true that it’s frustrating in many ways.

It’s like holding gold in your hand, but you can’t use it.

“I can’t.”

“huh?”

“I’ll stop by somewhere for a while.”

“what? Aren’t you eating?”

“I’ll be back soon!”

Abel said that to Henna and hurriedly turned away.

The place Abel was heading to was none other than the personal training ground.

‘Let’s eat simple food for today’s meal.’

At the personal training ground, there was a convenience food that he had brought separately, so I planned to make a rough dinner and train with it.

Shortly after arriving at the personal training ground, Abel immediately opened the door and entered.

As soon as he entered, Abel grabbed the convenience food left in the corner and immediately picked up the practice spear.

It was not necessary to ride a Gigant to grasp the trick of the rotation.

I also had a lot of stamina.

“good.”

As if he had never groaned before, Abel took a powerful stance while holding the spear.

The spear, which was held tightly with both hands, rotated slowly due to Abel’s hand movement and magical interference, then began to speed up.

After a few days of practice, I can now do the rotation itself proficiently.

The problem was then.

Squeak-.

Abel released one hand and slowly rotated the spear as before.

Maintaining a high level of concentration, Abel slowly drew his arm back and at one point threw the spear like lightning.

Whii-i-i-!

The spear flew in an irregular trajectory.

But at some point, the spear noticeably slowed down and fell to the floor midway through.

It was completely different from what Abel expected.

“also. It spins off in the middle.”

This is what is currently blocked.

It is that the rotational force cannot be maintained in the thrown state.

I vaguely knew what the problem was.

‘There must be something wrong with mana management.’

The basic principle of Thunder God is to increase destructive power by exerting strong rotational power through mana management.

It’s different from simply spinning it by hand and throwing it.

It is a skill that requires delicate mana management.

The problem was that there was no particular change even though I was testing it by varying the use of magic power.

How many hours to think about and practice like that?

Someone came to the training ground.

“huh?”

When Abel saw the visitor’s name, he immediately opened the door in surprise.

It was none other than Scarlett who appeared through the open door.

“long time no see.”

She said hello with a light smile.

“yes. long time no see.”

Abel bowed politely.

I saw her face once in the middle of vacation, but it’s been a long time since she took time off to visit me.

“Come in.”

As she spoke, stepping aside slightly, Scarlett nodded and walked inside.

“I came here because I haven’t seen you in a long time. If I can’t see you this time, I think it will be hard to see you again for a long time.”

At those words, Abel carefully asked a question.

“Are you going to the South?”

The situation in the South was still far from over. To be precise, far from ending, it was getting worse and worse.

It was because the giants and their fragments were endlessly protruding from somewhere.

The higher up tried to prevent the spread of rumors as much as possible, but they couldn’t stop all the stories that spread from person to person.

Scarlett answered Abel’s words in a calm voice.

“huh. That’s it. The situation in the south is not so good.”

“okay.”

The moment there was silence for a while. Scarlett brought up another subject.

“Anyway, I heard an interesting rumor. He showed off his power to handle fire.”

“Ah, yes.”

Abel answered without embarrassment.

There’s no way his patron didn’t know what Kaul knew.

Scarlett said with a smile.

“Can you show me?”

“yes.”

Since he was already holding a spear in one hand, Abel immediately lit a spark.

Hwareuk-!

The flames that enveloped the window and spread out lit up the surroundings.

Scarlett came closer and examined it, then nodded.

“Good. There is still room for improvement in many ways, but the power as well as control should be useful enough in real combat. Oh, but one thing… … .”

After giving her some advice, she spoke to Abel.

“It’s enough power to make a pretty powerful weapon. So work hard.”

“All right.”

Scarlett stared at Abel’s answer for a moment before opening her mouth.

“I wonder why you don’t ask how you got your power?”

At that, Abel hesitated for a moment before answering.

“… … That’s right.”

It might not be known to anyone else, but it was something that Scarlett, the sponsor, would be curious about.

‘Others have the Spear of Flame Scarlett as their patron, so they’d think they would have learned from her.’

But Scarlett knows that’s not the case. Because you never taught me

Scarlett said to Abel.

“I’m curious, but I have no intention of asking.”

She took a step closer to Abel and leaned toward him.

“The chaos that began to color the empire is growing bigger and bigger even at this moment. The most important thing in peaceful times is stability. There is nothing more important than precluding risk factors.”

Scarlett, who came close enough to feel her breathing, spoke to Abel in a low voice.

“But in times of chaos, the most important thing is the power to end the chaos. Everything else is considered trivial.”

Having said that, Scarlett straightened her bent back and opened her mouth.

“So don’t do anything that harms the empire. As long as you keep that, I will always be your biggest supporter.”

“yes. I will keep that in mind.”

Abel answered in a quiet voice.

Originally, this was one of the reasons he wanted Scarlett’s support.

The fact that he has a personality that regards other things as trivial as long as he proves his ability.

Scarlett smiled and said.

“If anyone doubts, say I told you everything. I will tell you that too.”

“yes.”

“Then do you have any other questions?”

Scarlett politely asked Abel before ending the conversation.

I was about to answer that there was no Abel, but I thought of one thing and carefully opened my mouth.

“There is one skill that I have been having a hard time mastering lately.”

“you? What kind of great skill is that?”

Scarlett asked with a puzzled expression, and Abel showed him the spin he had been practicing recently.

Scarlett looked at it all and blinked.

“Is this similar to my technique?”

“yes?”

“Could you give me a window for a moment?”

“Here it is.”

Having received the spear from Abel, Scarlett held it lightly and took a posture.

“The name of this technique is the Ring of Fire.”

In an instant, a strong sense of intimidation spread from her. It was so overwhelming that it took my breath away.

But the surprise didn’t end there.

Hwareuk!

The flame enveloped the spear and began to slowly rotate in a circle.

Scarlett pulled her arm all the way back, then threw the spear away as if releasing a string that had been pulled to its limit.

The spear wrapped in flames grew bigger and bigger as it flew.

As if it devours everything around it and moves on.

Roaring-!

aaang-!

Before long, the spear hit the wall, creating a huge flame with a roar.

The wall, which was designed to withstand the impact of gigantism, was cracked and slowly restored.

However, Abel was more impressed with the trajectory of the spear than its tremendous power.

‘rotation.’

Clearly, the spear was maintaining a strong rotation even while flying.

It was exactly what Abel wanted.

“How do I explain this… … .”

Scarlett, who showed off a splendid technique, straightened her posture and asked Abel.

“Would you like to learn this skill as well?”