Chapter 191: How to Invite Kyung-joon to the Festival (3)
Clap clap clap clap clap!
Waaaaaaaaaah!
Thousands of students from the magic academy clapped and cheered.
After the Alchemy Department’s unpredictable potion comedy skit, the atmosphere was at its peak.
Standing in the middle of the stage, Edict faced the enormous pressure that matched the heated atmosphere.
He swallowed nervously, his head held high.
Trying to hide his nervousness, he spoke to Teclyn next to him in a seemingly relaxed tone.
“……Now’s the perfect chance. The perfect opportunity to show the entire magic academy the revolution of scrolls, and Kyung-joon-nim, who made it all possible.”
“Yeah.”
Nod.
Teclyn, also seemingly nervous, simply agreed without further ado.
Then, she asked to confirm.
“What about the kids?”
“They’re getting ready backstage. Fixing the errors, they should be up here with the scroll in about a minute.”
“They worked hard.”
“Yeah, they did.”
The two knew better than anyone how hard their classmates had prepared for this talent show.
To properly understand and learn Kyung-joon’s thesis, they even cracked open books about this world that they had never been interested in before.
Although they couldn’t claim to know as much about scroll programming as Kyung-joon yet, they knew enough to make this talent show a success.
About a minute later.
About ten Scroll Department classmates struggled up the stage stairs.
They were all carrying a giant rolled-up scroll.
“Is that what the Scroll Department is going to show us?! That’s one huge scroll! I wonder how much Tree of Memory went into that!”
“Ooooooh!!”
As the emcee exclaimed, the students in the audience went wild with cheers.
Even the faculty sitting in the front row were astonished by the size of the scroll, something they had never seen before.
“You’re telling me that giant scroll will actually work……? Frankel, do you think that’ll actually work?”
“……Impossible.”
Scrolls were originally very delicate and complex magic.
Therefore, it was difficult to make significant changes to the size, material, and writing method of the scrolls.
Even if it was wrinkled or slightly scratched, it wouldn’t work properly, and with that size and being rolled up like that, it would be impossible to even infuse it with mana.
Of course, this was the case with ordinary scrolls.
“But with scroll programming, it might be a different story.”
“That damn scroll programming……”
The other professors had also heard about scroll programming endlessly throughout the festival.
“If that succeeds, then the ‘revolution’ your students are clamoring about might not be a complete lie. But who in the world is this Kyung-joon who made it possible? You said you were going to bring him in as a professor this time? Seems a bit risky, hmm.”
“Well…”
Frankel hesitated when the topic of Kyung-joon came up.
‘It might be impossible to keep Kyung-joon’s existence a secret anymore……’
Originally, he had intended to bring Kyung-joon into the Fairy-Elven Alliance quietly and discreetly, behind the scenes.
But now, things had progressed to the point where even the other faculty members were starting to remember his ‘name.’
The fact that the professors of the magic academy, who couldn’t even remember their own students’ names properly, knew the name of Kyung-joon, whom they had never even met……
“……Let’s just watch for now.”
Frankel had a hunch that things were about to get bigger, but he decided to focus on the talent show in front of him for now.
It was a big dilemma for him, as the head of the Scroll Department, whether he should root for their success or hope for their failure to conceal Kyung-joon’s existence as per the Fairy King’s orders.
As the Scroll Department students finished their preparations, the emcee shouted again.
“Today, the Scroll Department…… no, the Scroll and Scroll Pro…… it’s too long, so let’s just call them the Scroll Department! They’ve prepared fireworks for us!”
The Scroll Department’s talent show this time was fireworks.
It was the biggest and most outrageous fireworks display ever, scaled up so that even Kyung-joon, thousands of kilometers away, could see it.
“It seems like this giant scroll is the star of the fireworks show! And it just so happens that this is the last act of the talent show! Let’s end the first week of the Fael Festival with a bang! Fire away!”
At the emcee’s final cry, Edict, the representative of the Scroll Department, poured half of his mana into the giant scroll.
Teclyn next to him and their classmates on stage did the same.
And then.
Wooong.
The giant scroll began to glow.
Woo Woo Woo Woo Wooong!!
Soon, it started to shine even brighter!
“Ooooooh!!”
The students and professors in the audience all leaned forward, their eyes glued to the brightly shining giant scroll.
Fizzle.
The scroll on stage shattered into tiny pieces of light.
Zzzzt.
The particles of light became stars under the pitch-black night sky, forming a giant magic circle.
It began by displaying the following message in the air.
『Starting Scroll Programming…… Presented by Kyung-joon』
The name Kyung-joon, the creator of scroll programming, naturally flowed into the minds of the audience.
Now that it had flowed in, the next step was to etch it into their minds so they would never forget it.
Zzzzt!
A magic circle with a very unfamiliar feeling for wizards.
When it covered not only the audience but also the school buildings behind them.
『SHOOT!』
Booooom!
Fireworks erupted simultaneously from hundreds of magic circles.
The fireworks shot up into the sky in an instant, converging into one before being swallowed by the black night sky.
The night sky, where nothing but stars and the moon were visible.
“……?”
Just as a murmur of “Did it fail?” began to spread among the audience.
Flash!
First came the light.
After the light, the sound.
Boom! Boom! Boom boom boom!
A tremendous shockwave, as if directly striking their eardrums, resonated repeatedly, and letters of fire began to be engraved on the pitch-black night sky.
This was a letter from the entire Fael University Scroll Department to Kyung-joon, thousands of kilometers away.
『♨100%Legal※Scroll★Programming★※Kyung-joon-nim※§§The Best☆◐Come♡Soon◑€Please§§☞No Pressure☜※Kyung-joon-nim※§Summoning§Formula§㈜▷▷Scroll☞Department☆Sends→Love♣♣♬To♬☆☆♠♠Fael University♥♥☆☆Teleport Now＊＊☎』
It was a message that, once seen, one couldn’t help but respond to.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
“Uhahahaha! My vision is spinning! Spinning! This feeling of overflowing creativity!”
『Crazy Coffee Pod』, which insanely boosted creativity while reducing other cognitive functions to below idiot level.
Intoxicated by its effects, Kyung-joon, who had gone mad from studying, was now wandering around the study hall like a drunkard.
Teemo was not by his side.
He had finally entered sleep mode after listening to Kyung-joon’s nonsense all day.
It was the first time in a long time that Kyung-joon was alone in the game.
‘Am I truly the only one? According to the many-worlds interpretation, another interpretation of wave function collapse in quantum mechanics, the moment a phenomenon is observed, it splits into a world where it is A and a world where it is B. So if I were to get first place in the midterm tomorrow…’
Stumble.
Kyung-joon continued to have all sorts of creative thoughts in his head as he climbed a hill.
The reason for climbing the hill was simple.
Because the hill was there!
Thud!
“Ooh!”
As soon as he climbed the hill, Kyung-joon saw a flashing light.
『♨100%Legal※Scroll★Programming★※Kyung-joon-nim※§§The Best☆◐Come♡Soon◑€Please§§☞No Pressure☜※Kyung-joon-nim※§Summoning§Formula§㈜▷▷Scroll☞Department☆Sends→Love♣♣♬To♬☆☆♠♠Fael University♥♥☆☆Teleport Now＊＊☎』
The light was a message from the entire Fael University Scroll Department to Kyung-joon.
As they had intended, the message reached Kyung-joon, but……
“Uhaha! I’m being sucked into a vortex of creativity! Wooaaaaah~”
……it was immediately forgotten as he was swept away by the overflowing creativity.
But then.
“Hmm?”
Kyung-joon saw it.
“A shooting star?”
The message of light, high in the night sky, was falling like a shooting star.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
Back to the Fael University talent show.
“Waaaaaaaaah!!”
The students were screaming as they watched the words ‘Kyung-joon-nim something something teleport now’ blazing in the night sky.
The fact that such a huge scroll actually worked……
For the students of Fael University, who were somewhat aware of the limitations and problems of traditional scroll magic, and its bleak future, there was nothing more amazing than this.
And the fact that all of this was devised by Kyung-joon, an otherworlder who had been in this world for less than two years, and who was neither an elf nor a fairy.
And watching the beautiful fireworks display that adorned the last day of the festival, they couldn’t help but be excited.
It was the moment when scroll programming, which the Scroll Department had been loudly advocating for, was finally recognized on a grand scale, and at the same time, the moment when the name Kyung-joon was deeply engraved in everyone’s minds.
From this point on, there would be no one in Fael University who didn’t know about Kyung-joon.
“Yes! Success!”
There was no happier moment for Edict, Kyung-joon-nim’s greatest devotee and a rep in the Scroll Department.
Shaking off all his tension with joy, he stepped forward to the front of the stage and shouted.
“Everyone! Let’s all shout together! Kyung! Joon! Nim! Scroll~! Programming♬!!”
“Kyung! Joon! Nim! Scroll~! Programming♬!!”
A few days ago at the scroll booth, only a few dozen people chanted Kyung-joon’s name.
Now, nearly a thousand people were all chanting his name.
This was the power of the festival.
And the power of the heat pump something thesis that Kyung-joon had left behind.
But then.
“……Wait, isn’t that falling?”
A discordant voice came from beside him, out of place in the current atmosphere.
Teclyn was pointing at the sky.
“Falling?”
Edict followed Teclyn’s gaze and looked up at the sky.
The words ‘Kyung-joon-nim something something teleport now’ were still shining brightly.
But the letters were getting bigger and bigger.
There was no way the flames were getting bigger, as they weren’t being supplied with any additional mana.
That left only one option.
The letters were falling.
Teclyn asked in a trembling voice,
“Hey… Edict… did you ever think about what would happen after you launched those huge fireworks?”
“N, No. Did you…?”
“…No, I didn’t either.”
Gulp.
Edict and Teclyn swallowed nervously.
The letters were getting bigger and bigger.
Normal fireworks would explode in the sky and then scatter into sparks.
However, the fireworks that the Scroll Department had launched this time were not simple fireworks, but ‘letters.’
They were letters of fire engraved with all sorts of formulas to maintain their shape even in the air.
Especially with scroll programming’s 5 times increased efficiency and 2 times amplified power.
Thanks to that, they boasted an incredible size and durability, enough for Kyung-joon to see them from thousands of kilometers away.
Which meant……
“Those things…… going to disappear……?”
Teclyn asked Edict in a very, very serious voice.
And he replied in a very, very shaky voice.
“Uh, uh… I don’t think they will……”
Goooo!
As soon as Edict said that, the letters had grown tremendously large.
“Everyone! Defensive magic! Now! If you don’t want to die!!”
At the same time, Teclyn stretched out her hand towards the sky and shouted at the top of her lungs.
“W, What?!”
“Look! The letters are falling!!”
“Aaaaaaaaaah?!”
The audience instantly descended into chaos!
The letters had already grown large enough to cover the entire magic academy, and at that moment, they crashed to the ground.
Kaboom!
Boom! Boom! Boom boom boom!
Flames erupted everywhere!
The entire magic academy was engulfed in flames.
But thanks to the effectiveness of scroll programming, if one were to look down from the sky, it would be quite a sight…
『♨100%Legal※Scroll★Programming★※Kyung-joon-nim※§§The Best☆◐Come♡Soon◑€Please§§☞No Pressure☜※Kyung-joon-nim※§Summoning§Formula§㈜▷▷Scroll☞Department☆Sends→Love♣♣♬To♬☆☆♠♠Fael University♥♥☆☆Teleport Now＊＊☎』
…as if a giant stamp had been pressed down, the magic academy was burning brightly in the shape of those very letters.
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