I Pretended To Have Amnesia and the Hero’s Party Becomes Obsessed

Chapter 37

37 – 6. The First Piece (1)

Parsley, it is a name above all names.

To the owner of Chaotop Manor, Patrina,

Galleon-Diana 78 model structure magic 9th type energy conversion spell called ‘Sungmun,’ developed by the 52nd Chaotop owner, Sully-Gorka.

The names of the two most respected wizards in the Chaotop, arranged according to the constellations.

Just writing them on paper, the brilliance of their intelligence can be felt in every stroke.

Just saying them aloud, a sweet fragrance spreads on the tongue.

The moment these names were created, even the earthworms knew of their greatness.

Truly, a name that is worthy of being called a king among names.

However, something too noble is often overlooked.

Not even the earthworms dared to claim this name as their own, let alone their own child, and the geniuses who wanted to humble themselves were the same.

This name wandered among the intellects without finding an owner.

But even the lowliest of mice has a mate, so how could this magnificent name be without an owner?

Fifteen years ago, a girl was born befitting of this name.

She is as beautiful as Princess Yulriana,

And as intelligent as Etherli the 3rd.

Truly,

The intellect among intellects,

The genius among geniuses,

The wizard among wizards,

The daughter of the sage who is hailed as the best wizard since the 143rd Chaotop owner, Sully-Gorka,

And already designated as the next Chaotop owner (if the Council has not decided otherwise, they must be fools),

And a genius who has never missed becoming the top student at Al-Rein Academy, the continent’s premier wizard training institution.

Me.

The moment the name ‘Parsley’ was given to someone like me, the celestial bodies began to chant my name.

“Parsley! Stop looking at the mirror and come out!!”

The precise image in my mind was shattered by the earthworm’s voice. I frowned and shouted at the earthworm outside the door.

“I’ll be out soon!”

And for one last time, I looked at myself in the mirror.

Red hair, like a sunset resembling my mother’s, and green eyes even the great forest would envy.

A face more radiant than ivory, with a shape that only a god could carve.

And if I were to put on the wide, blue hat like my mother’s…

The perfect girl in the mirror wraps her hands around my cheeks and makes a ecstatic expression.

However, the worms couldn’t read the atmosphere at all.

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“Parsley!!”

“I’m leaving!!”

I couldn’t restrain myself and clenched my fist.

***

The hallway of the Matop is the ultimate insult to the gods.

Even the gods cannot create something so perfect.

The interior, which ingeniously combines the 7th century Ayleid style and the late 11th century Galia style, is aesthetically perfect.

Furthermore, it was functionally flawless as it anticipated the destination of pedestrians, allowing them to arrive at their destination simply by walking forward.

It can truly be called a perfect hallway. However, the worms couldn’t appreciate its perfection.

“You know it’s the day for the regular test scores to be announced, right?”

One of the relatively better girls among the worms, Marian, looked at me with a twisted face. It was a low-quality question befitting a worm.

I elegantly adjusted my blue cap and responded.

“Of course.”

“But you spent 30 minutes looking at the mirror? Are you really crazy?”

The rough language of the worms occasionally displeased me. However, I was generous as I was wise.

“The pioneers are often considered to be madmen…”

“Alain, here we go again.”

Marian rolled her eyes. I was overcome with emotion and spoke in an unfamiliar tone.

“So what? Anyway, I’ll be the top scorer.”

That’s right.

I, Parsley, was the unwavering top student of the Alean Academy. There was no one who dared to surpass me among the students.

In fact, checking the score sheet was meaningless in itself.

After all, my name would be above all names.

“Yeah, you’re amazing.”

The worms would get annoyed if they didn’t have anything to say. Their reaction was a sign of my victory, so I responded with a smile.

And then, I turned my gaze towards the crowd that was getting closer.

They all looked like wizards.

At the top of the bulletin board that surrounded them, it said ‘1,752nd regular test results’.

Therefore, I approached them with the sound of my boots, chin up, confidently thrusting my chest forward.

Well, you ignoramuses!

Quickly send your jealous and admiring gazes to me!

A reception befitting the greatest genius of this era…

“Parsley…”

“He’ll be fine, right…?”

“Seriously, does he know…?”

“How, him…”

Something was off.

Normally, these fools would have sent me their usual stupid glances, but now they mumbled as they looked at me.

Some muttered as if I looked good, and others deliberately avoided my gaze.

Someone even looked at me with pity!

I couldn’t help but feel absurd and dumbfounded in this situation. I just pushed through them and moved towards the bulletin board.

And sighed.

—

[1,752nd Regular Exam Results]

1st place, Rem

2nd place, Parsley

3rd place, Marian

—

As common sense crumbled.

“Wow, first place.”

A soft voice, as if enchanted, emerged, and everyone’s gaze focused on one spot.

It was a boy with a languid expression.

His unfocused eyes couldn’t reveal where he was looking, and the hem of his robe, inadvertently covering his hands, extended down to his thighs.

With a nonchalant tone, he said,

“I guess I should go and boast.”

And then, leaving the numb audience behind, he disappeared into the corridor on the other side.

No, the expression “numb audience” is not accurate.

I had already been walking towards the faculty office.

This was an unacceptable situation.

***

“I protest the results of the 1,752nd regular examination.”

The bald professor, or Professor Klein, who was reading the document, lowered it. He swept back his tired hair with his weary hands and asked,

“What do you want to protest, Miss Parsley?”

“I’m second, and that Ray kid from who knows where is the top.”

A long sigh escaped from Klein’s mouth.

“Parsley, I know this incident has been a shock to you, but…”

“It’s absurd!”

I couldn’t bear the bald man’s obliviousness and slammed the desk. Staring directly into his dull eyes, I injected logic.

“My Ariadna 3rd 24-Form Transformation Octagonal Mage Array was flawless! Professor Gillian said so. How could I be second?”

Perfection is the crown bestowed upon the supreme.

And I was perfect.

Therefore, I had to be the best.

It’s a three-step logic even a 4-year-old with developmental challenges could understand.

But the author in front of me, despite holding the title of professor, failed to comprehend this simple logic.

Surely, a human who became a professor by dropping out of Drubis with no notable research achievements must be the kind to fall for an untrained calf.

These kinds of people, as Mother always said, needed to be uprooted entirely.

“…because Lem submitted an answer beyond perfection.”

Ha! Now that’s an empty excuse. Fine, let’s try it, shall we?

Right now, write a scathing post condemning this professor on the public board…

“Take a look at this.”

The bald man suddenly pulled out a thick bundle of paper from the desk. Handing it to me with a tired face, he said,

“Lem’s answer sheet. Since you’re sharp, you’ll understand once you read it.”

No proper explanation, just an invitation to ‘try it and you’ll know.’ A typical scammer’s rhetoric. It disgusted me.

But curiosity was a disease that truly killed people.

I received the crumpled paper with a sense of skepticism. Quickly scanning through the crumpled pages, I commented,

“What’s this? It’s nothing special. This is just basic, and this calculation method is nothing extraordinary, and this… huh?”

And then, his face turned pale.

***

A truly brilliant mind is not one who only daydreams.

The ultimate conclusion of intelligence is action.

Through action, a person’s brilliance is demonstrated, and only then does one leave a mark on the world.

In that sense, as the greatest intellect of this era, my swift actions were by no means a coincidence.

“How did you do this?”

The boy looked at the crumpled paper pressed against my face with a puzzled expression. After hesitating, he gave a response that veered off course like a lost swarm of insects.

“Sorry, but I’m currently running an errand for Professor Kilian…”

“How did you do this?”

But it’s okay.

If he didn’t understand the question, I could repeat it as many times as needed.

I poured out my words, squinting my eyes.

“How on earth did you think to change the magic formula from 24 to 27? And this part. Where did you see it and copy it? How can an ordinary student make such skillful modifications…!”

“Wait a moment.”

The boy raised his arm with a signed hand to block my words.

“Sorry, but I have no idea what you’re talking about right now.”

I was momentarily speechless at his words.

Tragedy!

The person who surpassed me and became the top scholar has such a slow grasp of the situation!

He’s not even looking at the crumpled paper I handed him! He’s just staring at the floor with unfocused eyes.

How impolite…

“…!”

At that moment, enlightenment struck my head like lightning.

This impoliteness, timidity, and, decisively, dullness!

Everything was glaringly apparent under the sun.