The Reincarnated Person Became a Professor at the Academy

“Would you like to take a class?”

“A class?”

I hesitated for a moment.

There’s no one to teach me anyway.

Magic and martial arts.

A man who mastered both to the point of being unmatched.

That’s me.

I mainly use my fists and feet, but I readily use swords, spears, whips, knives, and anything else.

I use my fists and feet because they are the strongest in close combat, and everything else can be solved with magic.

‘If there’s something lacking.’

The unique characteristics and attributes unique to this world,

And my unique attribute is quite peculiar.

“Do you have any idea about your unique attribute?”

“I know everything in this world!”

Yoo Eunchae confidently replied.

“Do you know about the Eternal, the unique attribute?”

“Forever?”

Yoo Eunchae looked up quizzically.

“I’m not sure about that kind of characteristic.”

“I see.”

I gazed at Yoo Eunchae with pity in my eyes.

“Well, everyone has different inherent traits, so it’s inevitable that some things can’t be memorized!”

“I guess so.”

I looked at her with even more pity.

It’s synonymous with being a pro gamer and getting hit by the opponent’s attack without knowing.

“Now that I see it, you really are a poor disciple.”

“First of all, inherent traits aren’t what determines the world. It’s about what intentions the owner of the inherent traits has, and what suits them best.”

“…….”

I thought about inherent traits, eternity.

[永劫 (Yeonggeob)]

: Magic infused with eternal attributes.

A simple texture.

But what it signifies is simple.

I….

“What are you so lost in thought about?”

“…I was thinking about how inadequate you are.”

“No, where can I find a talented and cute disciple like me!”

What nonsense.

“Still, I know a lot about enhancing the intrinsic abilities due to my extensive research.”

“Enhancing?”

“Yes, intrinsic abilities vary depending on the user’s capacity.”

Yoo Eun-chae clapped her hands.

“The intrinsic ability I have may be weak at first, but if nurtured, it becomes incredibly strong in the end.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, the ones like Sun Woo-hyun I saw before were crazy from the beginning, and they were still crazy in the latter half.”

Yoo Eun-chae stopped there.

“And intrinsic characteristics should really be hidden, concealed.”

“Is that right?”

“Yes, because intrinsic characteristics define everything about the user.”

Yoo Eun-chae continued with the explanation.

“Anyway, if I have to learn various things about Yeongeop, I need to know a lot.”

“What do you need to know?”

“First, about the newly opened ability.”

“The magic had an added attribute.”

“What, what, what!?”

Yoo Eun-chae panicked.

“Was the magic attribute open from the beginning?”

“Is there a problem?”

“…Rather than a problem, if that’s the case, it would usually be the unique attribute of tier 0.”

Yoo Eunchae began to mutter.

“Unique attributes usually start by giving stat points at the beginning. And based on the increase, they are divided from tier 5 to tier 1.”

“Then the best would be tier 1.”

“Yes, Nam Hye-rin’s Sword Spirit falls into that category. The Sword Spirit increases agility by a whopping 15.”

“And what about magic?”

“The evolution of the magic attribute starts at tier 0… so, in this world, only Seon Woo-hyun, the protagonist, myself, and one person who hasn’t appeared yet have it.”

“Originally, two people should have it. Did a new irregular appear or something?”

I looked at Yoo Eunchae.

“The simplest way to enhance a unique attribute is to raise your stats to a certain level.”

Yoo Eunchae said.

“Some require special conditions to unlock, but opening the initial ability is not a problem as long as you raise your stats.”

《Magic has increased by 1.》

《A new feature is added to the Eternal feature!》

“Oh, it went up.”

“…What?”

“Magic.”

“No, why did magic suddenly increase out of the blue?”

Ignoring the bewildered Yu Eunchae, I opened the status window.

Here are my current ability stats:

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Name: Han Seojin

Strength: 15

Agility: 15

Stamina: 15

Magic Power: 15

Mental Strength: 13

Talent: 12

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Unique Trait: Everlasting

Special Trait: x

“So, a new ability has been unlocked at 15.”

Just as I was about to press it, a scream came from beside me.

“Wait, does that mean you’ve gained a new ability right now?”

“Yeah.”

“No way, how can someone be so lucky in life!”

Yu Eunchae was furious.

“Make me lucky too!”

Is it because of that you’re getting angry?

Looking with incredulous eyes, I flinched.

“You’re learning magic.”

“Is that so?”

“This is martial arts; you can’t learn it.”

“But, Master, you’re learning it.”

“I’m me.”

“…”

Yoo Eunchae seemed to be at a loss for words.

Well, it can’t be helped.

Taeheomushingle.

Because I’m the only one who can master it.

‘Although it can’t be made similar.’

In that case, Yoo Eunchae’s body disappears.

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He probably wouldn’t mind that.

Quietly silencing Yoo Eunchae, I pressed eternity to confirm the new ability.

[永劫 Eternity]

: Endows magic with eternal attributes.

: The user becomes eternal.

“…”

What do you want to do about it?

“What on earth happened to make you have such a disgusted expression?”

“It’s become eternal.”

“What?”

“The user has become eternal.”

“……”

Yoo Eunchae was speechless.

Seemed like she had something to think about.

“Is it a good ability?”

I pondered deeply.

What does it mean to be eternal?

It means a state that continues endlessly.

“Moonlight.”

I activated the characteristic.

Zing─.

The energy of moonlight flowed through my hands.

A little bit of magical power disappeared.

It remained fully in my grasp.

I quietly closed my eyes and started observing.

“This is…”

It becomes eternal.

So, I thought that the magic or ability I created would have an impact.

“I don’t know.”

It’s not like that.

With a disappointed smile, he lifted the moonlight.

“Any reactions?”

“No, I think we need to research this.”

“I thought about that…”

“You thought about it?”

“Master, it seems like you’re taking life too lightly.”

What are you saying?

“Perhaps being eternal is a very good trait.”

“…Is that so?”

“Yes.”

Yoo Eunchae said with a confident tone.

Well, then it must be.

“I guess I can’t know that right now.”

I decided to think about it leisurely.

“Would you like to observe a class while we go?”

“Observe a class?”

It doesn’t seem like it’ll be very interesting.

But refusing the disciple’s suggestion without doing anything doesn’t look good either.

“Just give it a try once.”

“It’ll be fine. It’s a lecture from the professor who discovered the theory of special evolution that I mentioned last time.”

“Oh, really?”

Saying that doesn’t raise much expectation.

But there’s one problem more significant than that.

“Were we in the same class?”

“We. Were. In. The. Same. Class!”

So, that’s what happened at our first meeting.

I entered to attend the class.

Shhhhh.

As the door opened, I felt the concentrated gazes.

The gaze of those who thought, “Oh, here comes someone to join us,” and the skeptical gaze because of Yoo Eunchae, who was with me.

Tingling.

And even the gaze of the professor, filled with a faint sign of resignation.

“Student Yoo Eunchae, and student Han Seojin. Do you know what time it is now?”

“It’s 2 PM!”

“Well then, I suppose you’re well aware of how many classes you’ve missed today.”

“I missed two classes and skipped half of another, hehehehe.”

Yoo Eun-chae smiled brightly and led me to an empty space, sitting down.

However, there was still one more empty seat.

Is there someone else like me who doesn’t pay attention in class?

When we entered, the professor who had furrowed his brows was now lecturing about magic.

‘Hmm.’

He looked at me with his chin resting on one arm.

“Magic is a collection of forms created by lines drawn with magical power.”

The professor with white hair began the lecture.

“Now, look. Here is a flame made of nine magic circles.”

‘What is this?’

I was bewildered.

Whether I liked it or not, the professor clapped his hands.

Then, the flickering flame.

“Usually, the basic magic of 2 circles, called the Fireball, starts from a 1 circle magic, Ignition. By increasing the size of the igniting flame and adding the properties of compression and explosion to it…”

Whoosh.

With a triumphant expression, the professor created a fireball.

“This is how a burning fireball is completed.”

‘What?’

I couldn’t help but be astonished at the sight.

‘How.’

That pitiful smirk paired with such an arrogant expression—how can someone look like that?

I glanced around.

The students were nodding with expressions that seemed to say, “Indeed, a beginner’s circle magic.”

Second session’s beginning.

The circles continued evolving.

Carving circuits inside the circles to add attributes, or the methods of applying them.

Even after thoroughly examining the magic rituals, I couldn’t find a trace of it.

On top of that, the examples they used for magical rituals were remarkably inadequate.

Simply weaving circles to elevate the standard—a rather tedious study prioritizing raising the level by linking circles.

“To think they call that magic and sit teaching it.”

Time wasted.

“How’s it going?”

“Worse than I thought.”

“Worse?”

“The standard is falling.

Is this humanity’s last stronghold? Is this what humanity designates as a stronghold—these less-than-adequate things…

It’s inherently frustrating.

“Student Han Seojin? Seems like you’re not focused on your studies; do you have confidence in magic?”

The professor pinpointed me and spoke.

An expression that wanted to blatantly pick a fight.

As a result, the classroom brightened with a creaking sound.

Of course, I was not the type to be intimidated by such things.

I answered with a bright smile.

“Yes, no matter how I think about it, I am confident. I am confident that I can do much better than you.”

I deliberately used formal language.

People of this kind respond well when you ridicule them with formal language.

Snap.

Was my answer too bold? I was met with surprised looks from those around me.

The professor couldn’t control his expression at my words.

He looked at me with eyes that seemed very angry.

“I heard the story.”

“What story?”

“A while ago, you clashed with Han Cheol-jin, and you won. Perhaps you awakened your powers and became stronger.”

The professor adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and looked at me.

“Missing the initial awakening period and awakening later is very rare. It’s a phenomenon that can be counted on one’s fingers worldwide. But you ignore me, believing in that meager probability? How amusing.”

He sneered coldly.

“Listen, Hani, we received reports that Han Cheol-jin froze. It might be related to the cold attribute or the knowledge possessed by the person related to it from a past life.”

The professor’s eyes turned cold.

“Come out, Han Seo-jin. I must teach you what level means.”

The professor drew a magic circle on the blackboard.

“Go ahead, try to solve this magic using your fancy knowledge.”

*

Lately, Professor Alves was feeling down.

There was a connection with the Han family, but it had gone awry.

Han Cheol-jin.

Seizing the upper hand through that man.

That was the reason he came to this school.

“If it’s the Han family, it’s a profitable business.”

On a global scale, there are many more prestigious families, but in Korea, the Han family can wield unparalleled power.

Almost nothing is impossible in Korea.

That’s why he wanted to ascend through Han Cheol-jin.

But today, that connection disappeared.

Han Seo-jin and Han Cheol-jin fought, and Han Seo-jin won.

It was a recent event, but it was so astounding that Alves heard about it.

Han family.

That ruthless family does not show mercy to the defeated.

If today’s events are known to the family head, the probability of Han Cheol-jin distancing himself from being the likely successor to the family head will increase significantly.

“Awakening, huh.”

The ones who awaken their mana and awaken the system all have a power called their unique ability.

Perhaps.

The ability that Han Seojin newly obtained was likely to be related to him.

‘Cold affinity. Or maybe a myth or magician related to cold.’

That was the first thought.

However, after talking to Han Cheoljin once, Alves realized that it was magic.

‘Ancient magic.’

There was a high probability that it was a remnant of the past that even the Circle Style had not properly learned.

So, I was displeased.

Just because you believe in such a level of magic, you ignore my lessons?

I was angry.

And I wanted to let him know that level.

You are an ancient magician who cannot surpass modern magic called Circle Style.

Perhaps that was enough in the ancient times.

But the limit that could be learned through it was only 5 circles.

So, I told him to solve the magic formula I wrote on the blackboard.

‘It will be impossible.’

With your paltry knowledge.

Whether he knew that feeling or not, Han Seojin approached the blackboard with a hesitant step.

He picked up the chalk.

Han Seo-jin descended confidently with a spell.

Sweep, swish.

The characters were neat as if written by a master calligrapher.

It pleased him, just a little.

“Hmm, is he trying to write sloppily?”

Alves looked at the spell.

…What is this?

Magic is a complex study.

Even handling just one circle before the emergence of the magical realm requires a student to fully immerse themselves in the process of a college student.

That’s why magic is complex.

However, what Han Seo-jin was writing is easily understood. At the same time, it is incomprehensible.

Two contradictions dominated his mind.

The first being that his spell was too easily unraveled.

The second being that the potion he was writing now far surpassed his understanding.

That’s why he understood.

If he interprets that spell, he could elevate his own level.

“Un-be-liev-able.”

That’s why he couldn’t understand.

Modern magic is the culmination of knowledge accumulated by thousands, even tens of thousands of sorcerers.

That’s why any sorcerer is accustomed to mastering circle spells.

However, what Han Seo-jin is currently writing down is…

“Rather, isn’t it a step, no, a few steps ahead of a masterpiece?”

Han Seo-jin confidently tapped the chalk. He had written about half of the masterpiece.

Han Seo-jin put down the chalk.

And he looked at Professor Alves.

With a mischievous laugh.

I’ve seen that laugh somewhere before.

It’s the laugh that Yoo Eun-chae, known as the problem child of the class, would make when she caused some big trouble, trying to escape.

But is it a misconception to see that appearance?

“The rest won’t fit in the margin.”

Han Seo-jin smiled brightly.

A strong sense of unease was felt.

No, this won’t do.

Throughout his career as a professor, he instinctively sensed that this was one of the rare opportunities.

His age?

That’s not important. This field of study is a world where one genius can change everything.

He realized that the knowledge he possessed couldn’t be compared to anything else.

“I’ll stop here. Well then, everyone, have a good day. Bye-bye~.”

Han Seo-jin waved his hand with a smile.

“Oh, no-no-no!”

Alvarez, screaming, instructed the slave (graduate student) to transcribe and went to apprehend Han Seojin.