The Second Salvation Myth of a Retired Returning Hero

4. mana test

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On the playground, where only silence had settled, dust from the intense shock wave was scattered.

“……”

The instructors, as well as the cadets who were doing other things out of boredom, didn’t say anything. I was just opening my mouth.

Standing in the center of the epicenter of the dust was Doyoon, who stretched out his powers with perfect posture without wavering.

“…great.”

A single voice echoed through the playground. These were the words of the dean on the podium, not the instructor in charge of the test.

Shattered pieces of steel plates were scattered around Doyoon. Each piece was not blue, but vivid red.

The dean looked at the pieces.

‘It’s been years since that steel plate broke…’

20 years would have easily passed. At least not while he was the dean. You’ll have to look through the records to find out.

“Gee, did you really break it?”

“That one looks a bit soft, isn’t it actually weak?”

“You haven’t hit it yet, you asshole. The moment you hit that, does it really feel like your strength is draining?”

“human? is that human? How are humans?”

Again a commotion spread among the cadets.

“quiet! quietly!”

The instructors tried to calm them down, but this disturbance was not easily quelled.

The perfect and destructive regime shown by Do-yoon.

The cadets did not have the insight to recognize the profoundness and desolation contained in that fist, but the Kwon Hwang’s martial law was enough to awaken them to a sense of wonder.

In particular, the instructor in charge of martial arts couldn’t get out of the shock.

‘What the heck… how…’

Now his mind was too complicated.

He was competent enough to know a lot of that book law.

Excited by the desolation of raising the potential of the body to its limit, the body trembled. The fact that the person who performed such perfect martial arts was a new apostle who seemed to be only about 20 years old, I was moved by his overwhelming talent.

But he couldn’t enjoy such ecstasy for long. For that, it was too strange.

‘The hell… how could that cadet… learn the sword of the Holy King…?’

Holy King

As the king of the Labyrinth Kingdom, along with the Lion King, he is one of the strongest forces in the current alliance.

As a martial arts instructor, he only did it once. I had witnessed the king’s fist on the battlefield. The regime the cadet had just unfolded was very similar to it.

It is absolutely not an illusion.

A destructive fist that changed the terrain of the battlefield with wind pressure from the fist. It was the most thrilling sight of the martial artist’s life, and it was etched into his mind with ever greater clarity.

the feeling I felt then. thrill. The same thing felt in that cadet’s fist.

No, on the contrary, the fist he just opened was inferior in power, and even more destructive, chauvinistic, and desperate. It feels as if the King Seong followed that cadet.

Even if you think about it yourself, it’s a ridiculous story, but it really felt like that.

“what should we do! This jockey martial arts class, completely…”

“I really envy Instructor Kang…”

The instructors on both sides were excited about the martial arts prodigies that appeared one after another and kept talking about something. But he couldn’t hear it.

Now his mind was too complicated.

But then. The sound of someone muttering as if possessed echoed through the playground.

“Nonsense… It must have been mana crippling…?”

The eyes of several instructors with sensitive senses were focused on the archery instructor.

“What!? Hey, what does that mean now!”

“Mana Crimson!”

There was a much greater uproar than before. This time it was not the cadets, but the instructors making a fuss.

The archery instructor was so flustered by the sudden reactions that he couldn’t answer right away.

“Yes, yes? No, that’s… obviously…”

“That friend is mana crippled?”

“Bah, you mean the destructive power that came only with pure muscle power, without mana? A cadet in the 1st week of the cradle?”

“Nonsense!”

Some instructors even broke into the testing area and directly clung to Doyoon. All of them were sponsored by large guilds, aiming for top talent.

They each sent mana to Doyoon’s body to confirm, and soon put out their tongues.

“It really is a mana cripple! Blood vessels are clogged!”

“Your name is… Han Do-yoon? Cadet Doyun, think carefully. Do you know what causes mana cripple? In your original world, did you have any major incidents related to mana when you were young?”

“Our guild can heal you! Our guild…”

“It might be a dimensionality cripple. Hey hey, what dimension are you from? yes?”

As soon as they confirmed the mana cripple, they were overly excited with cheers and despair, and pushed Do-yun until saliva flew out of their mouths.

The fact that this cadet was mana crippled meant two things.

‘Is this level of talent crippled by mana? no! please!’

‘It’s this much capacity without mana! A genius unprecedented in history! If you just fix it, that’s great!’

Some kept asking Doyoon about the unusual experiences he had as a child. And some openly put their hands on his back and diagnosed his physical condition while sweating.

Depending on the type of mana crippling, it may or may not be curable. It was a really serious problem for them.

Even if Doyoon tried to say something, he kept getting blocked by the barrage of questions. The situation continued to repeat, and Doyoon frowned.

Then, a loud voice rang through the ground.

“stop!”

The cadets grabbed their ears at the sound of profound mana hitting their eardrums.

All eyes were focused on the pulpit.

“All instructors, except for the instructor in charge of the test, please move to their seats. Bring extra grater, continue testing.”

It was the principal’s order.

Only then did the instructors, who came to their senses, lick their lips and return to their seats.

‘It’s quite a bit.’

Do-yoon felt the amount of mana mixed with the shouting and admired it quietly. That dean, his skills are quite good.

“Cadet Han Do-yoon too, since the test is over, you can go back to your place. I apologize for the rudeness shown by the instructors.”

After saying that, the dean slightly bowed his head toward Doyoon.

I never thought I would bow my head against a cadet, even in an official setting. He is a person who does not have the slightest sense of authority. Like it.

But that’s what it is, and you have to take care of it.

“What about what the instructor promised earlier?”

“Well?”

“Unlimited absences from class.”

At that, the test instructor flinched.

“Um… that was the purpose.”

After thinking for a while, the dean opened his mouth.

“A promise is a promise… yes. We will give cadet Han Do-yoon the right to freely skip future classes. However, the day when there is a grade evaluation is an exception. You must attend the class on assessment day, or we will treat you to the same standards as other cadets.”

Doyoon nodded. That’s a neat and satisfying answer.

However, the dean did not stop there and continued talking.

“But… Cradle class is a curriculum designed for cadets to adapt and grow. I don’t think that missing classes will benefit Cadet Han Do-yoon.”

For a moment, the dean looked around at the red fragments scattered across the playground.

“…Cadet Han Do-yoon enters the martial arts class and refuses to attend the class… I can understand it. At least when it comes to martial arts, Cadet Han Do-yoon may not have much to learn from the cradle.”

Then he looked at the martial arts instructor. It is a remark that may be insulting to him.

However, the dean knows the martial arts instructor well. As expected, he calmly nodded in affirmation. He was not one to build his ego in useless places.

“But other classes, such as the [Basic Knowledge] class or the [History] class, will definitely help cadet Han Do-yoon. Regardless of the level of power, cadets are aliens who have just arrived. Please, I hope you make a wise choice.”

In fact, those classes are really useless… Do-yoon silently listened to that heartfelt advice.

‘How old am I?’

The dean is a human, not an elf. If so, he could never be older than Doyoon. The first digit of the time Doyoon has lived will be at least 2. Of course, it is in the hundredth place.

Asking Doyoon to take [Basic Common Sense] classes is no different from comedy. But Doyoon didn’t bother to refute.

You can’t reveal that you’re Enoch Roosevolnik, and there’s no need to be sarcastic about good advice.

“Yes, I will refer to it. I don’t mean to continue absenteeism either. However, there is something urgently needed to be done. When that is resolved, I will attend all classes.”

crippled mana. Assuming you skip all classes, the next week should be sufficient.

When the dean heard that, his eyes widened. I wanted to know what it was, and I wanted to help… but now it’s too public.

“I don’t know what that job is… but if you need help, let me know. The instructors are always ready to help you, cadets.”

“Yes. I will refer to that as well.”

The dean smiled bitterly.

I will refer to it. It may sound like a positive word, but… Anyway, that cadet doesn’t seem to want help from others.

I could feel it just by talking for a while. They are the kind of people who want to solve their own problems and take responsibility for the problems of others.

‘I guess I’ll have to pay more attention on this side first.’

He looked at the prospect in front of him and smiled with satisfaction.

On the other hand, there was someone who glared at Han Do-yoon, who was receiving everyone’s attention, with a frown.

It was Thorn the Minotaur.

‘Fucking human bastard…’

He snorted, and let the golden nose ring hang from his nose.

He didn’t like everything. The fact that he took the grater smasher that he had to show. The dean and instructors paying attention to him. The fact that Sophie, a good female enough to roll her eyes, kept glancing at him.

And, the fact that the person who gets all the attention is a human the size of a dick.

Seeing his unusual appearance, the cadets next to him secretly widened their distance.

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Doyoon left the playground alone and arrived at the dormitory.

The next lesson is learning how to feel mana and build mana into your heart. It was a completely useless class for Doyoon.

Rather, it would be better to go to the dormitory and invest even an hour to pierce the blood vessels.

‘Ummm…’

Doyoon squeezed his trembling right hand tightly.

My muscles all over my body felt hot as if they had been burned, and my bones tingled. The right arm is especially severe, and it is not easy to even move it. As a side effect of the Hecleos formula, the inside of the body collapsed quite a bit.

That level isn’t a problem. Pain was not a stumbling block to him who rolled from the battlefield after suffering 17 deaths.

It was a little difficult for her right hand, which had trouble moving, but for the time being, she was confined to the dormitory. Perhaps, it will recover in it.

He moved his relatively intact left hand and touched the system window in front of his eyes.

[The skill ‘Hecleus’s formula – Regime’ has been created.]