I Became A Flashing Genius At The Magic Academy-Chapter 391
The disciplinary committee was convened.
It was because a single female student had assaulted seven other female students with a staff.
Not seven against one—one against seven.
“...It’s been a long time since we’ve held a disciplinary hearing for something like this,” sighed Heohanwol, gazing at Full Frame, who sat nonchalantly in her chair.
Seven professors had gathered to discuss her punishment, but no one was taking the meeting seriously. That was because Heohanwol, the chairman of the committee, had no real intention of reprimanding her.
“Do you feel any remorse?”
“Yes. I feel so, so sorry for what I did.”
“You don’t feel sorry at all. Fine. Since the principal has a soft spot for you, you won’t be punished for something like this. Just write a reflection paper and leave.”
“Hmmm...”
“What now?”
“It just made me realize again that life is all about bloodlines, connections, privilege, and appearances.”
“Privilege? Enough. Just write the reflection paper. The rest of you, please return to your duties.”
With no other choice, Full Frame began scrawling out her reflection. Of course, her first attempts weren’t accepted.
“Sorry for beating people up. Next time, I’ll make sure to go easier on them,” was the sort of thing she wrote, which made Heohanwol grab the back of his neck in frustration.
In the end, it took her seven tries—the same number as the people she had beaten—before she managed to produce a reflection paper that was barely acceptable. Only then was she released from Heohanwol’s grip.
Click!
Full Frame exited the faculty office and let out a deep sigh.
“Phew...”
She had vented some stress in the process, but nothing had actually been resolved, and she felt like she had just wasted her time.
Completely irresponsible.
Eisel was in danger right now.
The entire world was in danger.
She might never return home.
And yet, here she was, wasting time on nonsense like this.
‘If the others saw me like this, they’d think I was pathetic.’
Buzzing.
As she trudged down the hallway, she suddenly felt a strange sensation, as though her entire body was being sucked into something.
It was a sensation she had experienced a few times before—the feeling of a time slip.
She was about to be pulled to another pivotal moment in time.
“Wait. Not now!”
She couldn’t leave yet. She still needed to meet with Eisel to discuss the Mock Beast Combat Trial!
But she didn’t realize.
At that moment, when she chose to confront those seven girls instead of catching up with Eisel, she had already made a choice that determined the course of future events.
She had no idea.
“Wait, just a little longer—”
She desperately tried to muster her mana, but no living being could resist the force of time.
Flash!
In an instant, the world turned white, and when she opened her eyes again, she was seated in the waiting area for the Mock Beast Combat Trial.
“This can’t be...”
She quickly took in her surroundings.
“Am I... already done with the trial?”
Though she had no memory of it, she was seated among students who had already finished their exams.
And the student currently taking the trial...
“...Eisel.”
“Hahaha!”
“What is she even doing?”
“Is she really the genius from the Morpheus family? This is hilarious.”
“How did someone like her even get into Stella?”
The waiting area wasn’t just filled with first-year students. Upperclassmen were also watching, and all of them were mocking Eisel as she struggled in the arena.
And it wasn’t entirely unwarranted.
Her supposed specialty, lightning magic, fizzled into nothing more than tiny sparks before dissipating. Her ice spears weren’t sharp—they were blunt and barely tickled the beast.
‘Her staff! It’s still not fully repaired, is it...?’
Eisel’s financial situation was incredibly tight. She couldn’t afford to properly repair Stella’s precious staff. She had cobbled it together with what little money she had, but it clearly wasn’t performing as it should.
A truly skilled mage could cast spells even without a staff, but Eisel was still young and inexperienced. To make matters worse, the recent series of events had left her mentally exhausted.
“Hahaha!”
“My little brother could do better than that!”
“She’s a disgrace to Stella!”
It was no surprise that she was facing such humiliation.
“This doesn’t make sense.”
Full Frame shot to her feet.
This wasn’t right.
In the original timeline, Eisel had shone brilliantly in this moment.
‘Crystal Flower.’
A breathtaking display of pale ice flowers, blooming with radiant blue lightning—a performance no one would believe was the work of a first-year student.
Full Frame could still remember it vividly.
How could she forget such a beautiful moment?
‘No. In the real world, Eisel would never have...’
Then, a feeling of unease struck her.
This wasn’t a fake world either.
The Eisel before her wasn’t an illusion—she was real. A true version of Eisel from another timeline.
And yet, she had ended up in such a state because Full Frame hadn’t protected her.
Because she had failed her.
“Ah...”
Full Frame wanted to call out to Eisel, who was standing hunched in the middle of the arena, but no sound came from her throat.
Buzzing.
Once again, the time slip began pulling her away.
There was nothing Full Frame could do here.
The gray time stream had brought her to this moment to show her the consequences of her choices—not to let her intervene.
“Ah...”
She dropped to her knees. When she looked up, she found herself in the faculty office for the alchemy department.
Dazed, she glanced around. Suddenly, the office door burst open, and Professor Maizen Tyren stormed out, dragging Altherisha by the ear.
“How many times do I have to tell you?!”
“I-I’m sorry, Professor!”
‘Assistant Altherisha...?’
Full Frame hurriedly hid behind a pillar in the hallway.
“How many times did I tell you not to present at the symposium?! And yet you dared to write a paper behind my back?”
‘The symposium...’
Judging by the timing, it was probably the famous alchemy and magitech symposium.
Full Frame hadn’t been present herself, but it was a well-known story.
At that symposium, Altherisha had presented groundbreaking research on “Magitech Alchemy,” which catapulted her to fame as the greatest alchemist of all time. Behind the scenes, of course, Baek Yuseol had been assisting her.
Rip!
“This paper is confiscated.”
“No...!”
But that future would never come to pass.
In this world, Baek Yuseol didn’t exist.
Maizen Tyren, who had just torn Altherisha’s thesis in front of her, returned to his office, leaving Altherisha crumpled on the floor, sobbing.
Full Frame instinctively knew.
This was a situation she could never resolve.
Baek Yuseol... he truly knew everything. Even in alchemy, he had mastered it to the level of a supreme scholar.
That was why he had been able to instill faith and hope in Altherisha.
With just a small hint, he had unleashed the explosive potential of the greatest alchemist the world would ever know.
But tragically...
Full Frame didn’t know how to do that.
Her knowledge of alchemy was barely at a first-year student’s level—a superficial understanding at best. She didn’t have even a fragment of the insight that could help Altherisha.
Buzzing.
Perhaps this timeline also understood that Full Frame had no way to intervene for Altherisha here. The time slip began again immediately.
She arrived in an unfamiliar place.
An alchemy or magitech symposium.
“Let’s give a round of applause for Professor Maizen Tyren!”
Clap, clap, clap!
The audience of alchemists enthusiastically applauded Maizen Tyren’s presentation, which was based on the stolen thesis.
Altherisha was nowhere to be seen.
Having failed to complete “Magitech Alchemy” on her own, she had lost all confidence and didn’t even show up to the event.
Buzzing.
Once again, the time slip pulled her away.
A series of events flashed by.
The Persona Gate exercise turned out to be real, and a tragedy at the ballroom further deepened the rift between Hong Biyeon and Eisel.
Though Eisel somehow managed to resolve the incident, she was left emotionally scarred. Meanwhile, Hong Biyeon’s self-esteem plummeted, and her jealousy toward Eisel grew stronger.
Jealousy that wouldn’t have existed in the original timeline. It would slowly consume Hong Biyeon from within, breaking her down.
Buzzing.
The time slips repeated.
Full Frame found herself powerless.
From the beginning, there wasn’t a single event she could resolve with her choices.
Was it arrogance to think she could find the answers Baek Yuseol had only discovered after thousands of regressions, in just one trip through time?
But she didn’t give up.
Even when her feet bled from running until the end of every incident, she continued to fight.
Even when she faced events like Altherisha’s, where no solution was visible, she tried every possible way to stop them as long as time wasn’t dragging her forward.
...It was all in vain.
“Duke Atalek’s eldest son, Edmund, proposes to Princess Hong Biyeon!”
“Professor Maizen Tyren’s alchemy heralds a new era...”
“Assistant Altherisha goes missing.”
“First-year rankings: 149th place, Eisel.”
“A calamity at the World Tree’s first familiar contract ceremony... Professor Maizen Tyren’s descent into dark magic.”
Countless events passed her by.
They were all incidents she had experienced and failed to resolve.
“Tragic geniuses—Hong Biyeon and Eisel fail to qualify for the Aslan Seminar. Are they worthy of being called geniuses?”
“Black mages invade Magic Survival during summer vacation. Is Stella truly safe?”
“The crimes of High Elf Orentha...”
“...The Elf King with Frosted Flowers betrays the world’s trust and vanishes completely.”
“The chilling ghost incident at the Seventh Main Tower. Exchange student Anella found dead in shock...”
“Jelliel, daughter of the Nebula Guild chairman, disappears at a historic site.”
It wasn’t just Eisel.
As Full Frame had anticipated when encountering Altherisha’s case, every calamity in this world played out before her eyes.
It felt as if someone was intentionally tormenting her—giving an elementary school student problems meant for college-level scholars and relishing in her failure.
Baek Yuseol had been involved in every single event in the world. Every single one.
All of it happened within a mere half-year.
Even though Full Frame experienced these events through time slips, it felt like an eternity had passed. Baek Yuseol had lived through every second of it—fully, with his entire being—and resolved every incident.
“...Where am I?”
Full Frame, her dark circles deeper than ever, slowly raised her head.
The blazing sun illuminated a garden.
Summer was nearing its end.
Compelled by instinct, she started walking.
The first person she sought out was Hong Biyeon.
Sitting dazed in a reading room, staring blankly into space, Hong Biyeon looked utterly pitiful. In the original romance novel, she was portrayed as a vicious villainess, yet outside the written pages, she lived in constant pain.
Hong Biyeon’s fate was sealed.
Either she would be forced to marry Edmund Atalek against her will or she would take her own life to escape the shame.
“...Hong Biyeon will die.”
It wouldn’t be suicide. When she refused until the end, Edmund Atalek would fabricate charges of heinous crimes against her.
That was when Eisel would intervene, providing readers with a moment of satisfaction. But for now... it was simply a tragic ending.
Soon, Hong Biyeon would lose not only her title as princess but also her position as a Stella student. Disgraced, she would be sent to a prison for the world’s most notorious criminals, where the stress would ignite her cursed flames, leading to her death.
A world without Baek Yuseol was like this.
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Even worse than it had been in the original romance novel.
“This happened because of me.”
If I hadn’t interfered, things might have turned out better. Eisel might not have suffered as much as she does now.
I can’t save everyone, but at the very least, Eisel might have found happiness someday.
But my meddling has ruined everything.
...If I disappeared.
Could this situation be fixed?
For the sake of this version of Eisel and everyone else in this alternate reality, would my disappearance...
“Heh... hahaha...”
What am I thinking?
This isn’t like me.
To think such dark, negative thoughts—it’s nothing like Full Frame.
Even as she tried to shake off the thoughts, her scattered mind refused to settle.
Leaving Hong Biyeon behind, she walked away aimlessly, only for the gray light to engulf her again.
...It was taking her into yet another time of suffering.