I Became A Flashing Genius At The Magic Academy-Chapter 410

The northwestern region of Aither World, the Kzan Mountain Range.

The area was so treacherous and teeming with monsters that it was rarely visited. Yet, amidst this dangerous wilderness, a boy with silvery-gray hair strolled casually, unbothered by the hazards around him.

He wore a black robe far too large for his frame, looking awkward, almost as if he’d stolen his father’s clothes. But anyone from the Dark Mages—especially those of the Dark God Cult—wouldn’t dare call him awkward.

He was Hoiryeon, the Dark God Cult Leader.

The Dark God Cult had emerged out of nowhere, swiftly absorbing more than half of the Dark Mage factions with its overwhelming mastery of dark magic. And this young boy was the leader of that massive, enigmatic religion.

Very few knew his true identity, and even those who encountered him would likely question whether this unassuming boy could truly be the cult leader.

“...This spot will do nicely.”

Hoiryeon’s expression was somber as he faintly lifted the corners of his lips into a smile.

A mask, resembling a respirator, obscured his mouth and nose, but he didn’t seem bothered by it.

Wuuuuung!

With a wave of his hand, the air shimmered and began to distort.

He had used no spell, no visible technique, yet if there had been a magic tower nearby, alarms would have blared, and mages would have rushed to intervene. Thankfully for him, no mage would dare build a tower in such a desolate place.

After a moment, the distortion formed into a massive spherical portal.

A Persona Gate.

The portal wasn’t merely circular but fully spherical, leading to another dimension—a hidden world beyond this reality.

While no mage had ever fully understood where Persona Gates led, Hoiryeon was different.

He knew exactly which hidden dimension he wanted to access, and the Persona Gate he had created was a flawless bridge to it.

What he intended to do next was simple: inject the gate with immense mana, cause it to overload, and merge it with the real world.

Though the mages of Aither Continent remained ignorant of this fact, for decades, Hoiryeon had been repeating this process—bringing fragments of otherworldly dimensions into the uncharted dangerous zones of Aither.

In truth, over 10% of Aither Continent had already been consumed by these fragments.

“Foolish mages...”

A Dark God Cultist who had accompanied Hoiryeon chuckled ominously. Though he was a high-ranking cultist, his intelligence left much to be desired, earning little trust from Hoiryeon. Nevertheless, his unwavering loyalty was enough to keep him around.

“They talk about protecting the world, yet they never bother with the places they can’t see. How shortsighted they are.”

“Indeed. Mages have always been hypocritical creatures by nature.”

“But thanks to their foolishness, your conquest of Aither Continent is just around the corner, Cult Leader!”

This unwavering belief in Hoiryeon’s inevitable conquest was precisely why the cultists followed him so devoutly.

Hoiryeon had mastered the Persona Gate—a power even the most skilled Dark Mages couldn’t wield. Slowly but surely, he was transforming Aither with his unique techniques, achieving what even the most powerful Dark Kings had failed to do.

The Dark God Cult Leader had declared that the moment over 50% of the world was consumed by Persona Gates, everything would begin.

“Yes, world domination... an important task entrusted to me,” Hoiryeon muttered in an emotionless voice.

World domination.

In truth, he didn’t care much about such a goal.

Hoiryeon needed power, and the Dark Mages—strong but gullible—were a convenient tool. World domination was simply the bait he used to lure them.

“Return. The synchronization will begin soon, and you won’t survive it.”

“As you command!”

After dismissing the cultists, Hoiryeon turned to observe the synchronization process. The surrounding area turned gray momentarily before regaining vibrant colors.

The barren rocky mountains transformed into a breathtaking landscape.

The once-dull region was now a fiery expanse of autumn foliage, a stunning scene that didn’t fit the late summer season. But Hoiryeon didn’t mind.

This was precisely the “perfect fragment of a hidden world” he had been searching for.

“At least it’s breathable. That’s fortunate.”

Removing his mask, he took in the air of this alternate world. It was crisp and refreshing, far better than Aither’s atmosphere.

This new dimension likely lacked mages, which explained its purity.

In every world, mages seemed to exist inevitably, but Hoiryeon suspected this dimension had been different. Perhaps the mages of this world had long since destroyed each other in some grand war.

Whatever the reason, a world without mages was an ideal and beautiful one to Hoiryeon.

After confirming the synchronization’s success, Hoiryeon turned to leave.

It would take months before the mages of Aither even noticed the changes in this area. By then, all traces of the Persona Gate’s origin would be gone, making it impossible for them to uncover the cause.

The mages... they wouldn’t even realize that synchronization had occurred. No one had noticed for decades.

“Foolish mages. You have no right to save this world.”

Hoiryeon gestured toward the air, and the space around him warped, swallowing him whole.

Once he was gone, all that remained was the transformed beauty of the Kzan Mountains—a masterpiece of synchronization with another world.

***

Meanwhile, after Baek Yuseol departed for Hahwol Plains to assist Jelliel in her battle with the Dark Mages, the three girls blatantly ignored his orders to return and instead made their way to the sea.

Levian Coast, Port City of Lisbonde.

Once cursed by the Pirate King a thousand years ago, freezing the entire region solid, Lisbonde had been little more than a private retreat for the Adolevit family. However, after the sea thawed a year ago, the port city had begun to reclaim its former glory.

Warp Hull Gates had been installed by the dozens, the cliffside upper city had been converted into an airship terminal, and the sea was now crossed by long maritime railways. The harbor itself was bustling with cargo ships docking and departing.

Economic forecasts even predicted that once this port city started generating significant profits, the GDP of Adolevit might surpass that of the Scalven Empire.

But such practical concerns held no relevance for the girls.

“Wow, this is your family’s villa?”

Prillane casually referred to the Adolevit royal estate as “your place,” but Hong Biyeon no longer bothered correcting her.

“It's a villa, but we don’t visit often.”

The Azure Ice Palace, perched atop the cliffs, was known far and wide as the Adolevit family’s villa. However, this wasn’t entirely true.

The palace had originally been constructed as a research facility, tasked with uncovering the mystery of Levian’s eternal ice. There had been a faint hope that solving this ancient curse might also unravel the Adolevit family’s own curse.

Those hopes had long since faded, leaving the Azure Ice Palace to serve as little more than a vacation home.

But it wasn’t without its unique features.

“Welcome, Your Highness.”

As they entered the palace, dozens of uniformed magic knights lined the halls, bowing deeply. At the center of the procession stood a man who approached with measured grace.

Lord Black Matale.

A descendant of the Pirate King, Matale had a greater knack for economics than navigation. In just a year, he had transformed Lisbonde into a port city befitting its name.

His alignment with Hong Biyeon’s faction had been one of her greatest strokes of fortune, ensuring the city’s swift economic and strategic development.

Hong Biyeon smiled warmly as she returned his greeting.

“Yes. I’m here to relax with my friends for a while.”

“Of course, Your Highness. Please allow me to guide you.”

The palace was peppered with traces of item technology—one of the critical reasons for Lisbonde’s rapid growth. Hong Biyeon had secured early trading rights for item technology when few others had access to it, giving the port city an unparalleled advantage.

Now, they were even producing cargo ships powered entirely by item technology—a level of innovation that had left even Queen Hong Seryu in awe.

“Hey, Angel! Come over here! The view is amazing!”

While Hong Biyeon exchanged pleasantries with Matale, Prillane had already dashed up the staircase, peering out of the tall windows.

The view from the high cliffs was stunning. The long bridge stretching across the ocean resembled the iconic Diamond Bridge of Gwangan in Haeundae, evoking a sense of nostalgia.

“...It’s breathtaking.”

The bridge would undoubtedly light up beautifully at night, stealing the hearts of anyone who saw it.

Lisbonde’s enduring appeal as a tourist destination owed much to its ability to preserve and enhance such stunning landmarks.

“He’s quite impressive...”

Prillane mused silently. Matale’s achievements seemed to rival those of even the highest-ranking nobles, despite his lack of any formal title. If Hong Biyeon ascended to the throne, there was little doubt he would be granted a noble title of his own.

“This place is so beautiful. Are we staying here tonight?” Angel asked.

“Maybe,” Prillane replied.

“It’d be nice if we could just rest quietly.”

“Why? We’re totally just here to relax, don’t worry.”

Angel fiddled with her light-blue hair, stealing a glance at Matale.

His face was etched with worry.

There was no doubt something was wrong.

Hong Biyeon must have known about the issue before deciding to visit.

If the problem became apparent, Hong Biyeon would likely say:

“This is my issue. You don’t need to get involved. Just enjoy yourselves.”

She understood well that dragging her friends into her troubles would only burden them.

Yet, how could they simply stand by?

They were already deeply entwined in her affairs.

“You’re thinking the same thing, aren’t you?”

“...Probably.”

Angel smiled sheepishly, and Prillane shrugged.

“Yeah. Honestly, just relaxing sounds boring. I’d rather something go boom!”

As if on cue, screams erupted from the direction of the harbor.

Cargo ships overturned, and the sound of explosions echoed across the city.

A massive, brown tentacled monster rose from the sea—a giant octopus-like creature.

Prillane clicked her tongue, gripping her staff.

“I didn’t mean for it to happen this quickly...”

“They say your words can bring misfortune,” Angel replied, staff in hand.

Leaning against the window, Hong Biyeon shook her head.

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“My lady! A 6-risk monster has appeared in the sea!”

“It’s fine. I’ll take care of it. Wait here for now.”

Without finishing her conversation, Hong Biyeon grabbed her staff and turned to leave.

Unlike Angel and Prillane, who recklessly leaped through the window, Hong Biyeon exited gracefully through the front door.

“Not a moment of peace... ever.”