Chapter 48

The Reincarnated Person Became A Professor At The Academy 48

48 – Ignorance is Bliss.

The prestige of the Odae family is tremendous in Korea.

It’s said that if the head of the Cheolhyeol Sword Clan enters politics, they could become the president right away.

Those referred to as the Odae family all have remarkable achievements.

The military force representing the Cheolhyeol Sword Clan was established when they suppressed the monsters flooding into Cheolwon.

The Odae family heads are all influential figures in Korea.

However, just because they belong to another family doesn’t mean they were peaceful.

They were the ones who led people as beacons of hope during a time when all rules collapsed.

The Wissi family couldn’t enter the Odae family, but they were a family equivalent to it.

Decayed and corrupt, a proper lineage unlike the fallen Namgung Sae. Moreover, it dominates the entire city of Daejeon. Rumors abound that soon the Odae Clan might become the ruling power, surpassing even the Yookdae Clan.

But to destroy that?

‘It is possible.’

It is indeed possible.

No matter how formidable the Odae Clan is, it’s not the true Odae Clan level. In fact, the Odae Clan in Korea is the fake one.

The might of the Odae Clan, as seen throughout the martial world, was truly astonishing. However, there was a price to pay.

My profound manifestation, usable only three times.

It had to be used.

‘No, will I die from the recoil if I use it now?’

Yes, I will die.

My physical form is not yet complete.

Rather than that,

“Why do you want to destroy the Wisi Clan?”

“Well, can’t do that?”

“Of course not.”

What nonsense are they talking about.

When I looked at Wigunak with those eyes, he tilted his head.

“Wasn’t it Namgungse who ruled Incheon?”

“To be precise. He ruled some parts of Incheon.”

“Isn’t that the same thing?”

“The metropolitan area is wider than you think, my disciple.”

“Then is it impossible?”

“It’s not impossible.”

“Then, can you destroy it?”

“...No, why?”

“Is it not possible?”

“No, what has the Wicigamun done? Did Namgungse make a deal with the devil like Gajuga, or did he kill several women with Saejong? Did they forcibly recruit civilians nearby and disrupt their livelihood?”

“...None of that is true.”

I looked at Wigunak.

I felt a strange unease.

“Then what is it?”

“It’s because of the damn family pride.”

“Family pride?”

“The Wicigamun believe that their children must grow up strong, so they make the children experience something close to abuse.”

“Abuse.”

Abuse is not good.

Children should be raised through discipline.

“Do you not feel guilty?”

“What?”

“... Anyway, the current head of the Wi family wants to turn the fifth-generation heir into the sixth-generation. Consistently for the past 20 years.”

“Hmm.”

Abusing the children for 20 years, huh?

I looked at Wi Gunak.

And I recalled when I saw other members of the Wi family.

“I don’t necessarily get that feeling.”

Those who have suffered abuse have characteristics.

They lack confidence in everything and always look down.

“Above all, this one doesn’t have such characteristics.”

Lack of confidence?

If something happens, Wi Gunak is the first to rush and throw punches.

“He seems to be hiding something.”

Maybe he wants to shake up the Wi family rather than destroy it.

‘Disgusting.’

It won’t work.

“Abel, what was the next class?”

“What? Basic physical training, and combat training.”

“Today, Abel, it’s your turn.”

“What? What’s that about?”

“It doesn’t matter!”

“Swordsmanship has a special lesson starting today.”

“It can’t be!!”

I dragged Abel to the swordsmanship class.

*

“You said your ability is incomprehensible, right?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

Incomprehensible.

A power that cannot be understood.

Quite literally, Abel uses his power without understanding it.

“Even though I’ve been dealing with this power for about 17 years, I roughly grasp it. It’s similar to telekinesis.”

“That’s how you see it.”

“Yes? What are you talking about?”

“Do you know why others said being a wizard suits you more?”

“Well, that’s...”

Abel hesitated to answer.

“But I want to raise you as a swordsman. I roughly know what kind of power you possess.”

“......I’ve heard that a lot from scammers.”

“So, have I ever scammed anyone?”

“No, you haven’t.”

“Alright then, let’s move on. How much do you know about your powers?”

“It’s similar to telekinesis. If you want to enhance your physical strength, your body becomes stronger. But I don’t think that’s all of it.”

“Is that so?”

“Sometimes... I can’t explain it, but it feels like things just fly away like magic.”

“And the effects are quite impressive?”

“Yes.”

Sun Woo-hyun and Yoo Eun-chae didn’t raise a wizard for no reason.

“If you only scratch the surface, everyone thinks that way.”

Fortunately, I’ve already taught someone similar.

The third life.

From a life that ended as a loner, I found someone similar to a wizard.

“The power is different, though.”

If he handles a power that Sun Woo-hyun can’t understand,

that guy’s power can follow everything.

“I was surprised by how he followed my Bacheopshingong.”

Anyway, I taught that kind of person.

Through that process, I felt many things.

The power, like the power of martial arts, was considered more suitable for alchemy or magic.

However, that power is martial arts.

Magic is the power that utilizes external elements.

Martial arts are the power that utilizes what is within oneself.

“It’s not good to mix with the outside.”

Fist raised.

I tilted my head to the left.

But the intangible force targeted my philtrum.

‘Oh.’

I thought I saw it, but I didn’t.

However, weak...

Bang!

The impact was like being hit by a cannonball.

“Once more, let’s go.”

Before me stood Wigunak.

Stance.

A proper posture. The intangible force was dominating the surroundings.

Kwoong!

I leaped backward with all my strength.

And then, Wigunak followed.

Once again, a shout of Stance.

“Sensitivity seems a bit lacking.”

If it were me, I would have attacked from two directions.

Attacking with the legs or striking with the head.

But it’s okay. Sensitivity can be cultivated.

“If I hit the body.”

Somehow, it might work.

I seized Wigunak’s arm.

Rather than firmness, it felt squishy.

“W-Why are you stopping?!”

“Drip.”

He turned his fist in a different direction.

The intangible force extended, but it was shallower than before.

I can withstand this much.

He plunged into the embrace of the Wargunak and slashed its throat with his fist.

Crack!

The sound of bursting air filled the space as the Wargunak’s body plummeted to the ground.

“Were you intending to kill me?”

“You’re still alive.”

Chuckling, he spoke, and the Wargunak’s expression twisted in frustration.

“You seem to have a rough idea of that power.”

“Do you know?”

“Yes.”

It seems like you know the tactics as well.

One shouldn’t think about it logically.

And that was indeed the power befitting a martial artist.

Smiling, he clenched his fist.

Vvvvvvmm!

His hand trembled slightly. The power of the Sosuma Gong, which had reached its extreme, began to unfold from his hand.

I guess I’ll have to use this much.

“Wait, wait, wait! Are you going to kill your disciple!?”

“No, I won’t. He wasn’t even injured by my last strike, right?”

“How could that be...?”

“You’ll understand everything soon.”

Master Wigungak moved swiftly.

But I was faster.

‘Let’s give it a try.’

Pungsingbo.

My body surged in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, I moved behind Master Wigungak.

“Huh?”

“Well, I have to repay you with a blow first.”

“Hey, when did you, how did you come all the way here? And is it because of the blow I gave you earlier that you’re doing this!?”

“No way.”

Are they all saying this for the sake of the disciple’s well-being?

I pressed my middle and index fingers against Master Wigungak’s forehead.

“S-Stop it!”

“It’s okay. Yoo Eunchae gets hit every day, right?”

“T-That’s a different matter...!”

Before the Royal Court Music Corps could say a word.

Crash!

A cheerful sound echoed.

*

“Oh, still alive.”

“You took a hit and passed out, right?”

“...How long has it been?”

“Not even a minute. But more importantly, I’ve figured out your ability.”

“Really? Have you?”

Yes.

Incomprehensible.

A power beyond understanding.

To be more precise.

“Ignorant of the unseeable and unknowable.”

“A force unseen and unknowable?”

“Exactly.”

“Isn’t that just a complex way of saying ‘incomprehensible’?”

“It might be.”

“...Doesn’t that deny it?”

“Well, just because I say it doesn’t make it an absolute truth. So what?”

“Yes?”

“How’s your body?”

“It’s fine... huh?”

Staggering.

The aura around wavered.

I chuckled.

“Take a break for a while. You’ve used some mysterious power.”

“Yes?”

“What ‘yes’? Hey. Ah, you didn’t even know you used it properly, did you?”

“...That’s true.”

“Then...”

I stopped talking.

Hey, during that pause, a thin line was drawn.

“So, what now?”

“Try compressing it inside as your strength recovers.”

“Like a battery?”

“Yeah. While pressing it like tightening a screw.”

“I understand.”

“Well, I’m off. Take care of yourself.”

“No, are you leaving me here?!”

—

“I am Sparta-style.”

“Isn’t that just because you’re lazy!?”

“Well, then how about climbing up and down the cliff five times within an hour if you don’t show up?”

“Come to think of it, I think I need to take a day off today.”

“Sure.”