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Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 975
🕑 Added 2024-10-28 11:49:53 +0000 UTCChapter 975
In fact, Direth had particularly bad luck with lectures this semester.
Just recently, hadn't other professors come in to attend the lecture because of the runaway Jourin?
At that time, Direth thought 'There couldn't be a more difficult lecture than this.'
But today, Direth keenly felt why mages shouldn't make hasty judgments.
There could be even more difficult lectures than that!
"I'm really sorry, Senior."
Yi-Han apologized with an expression full of guilt.
In fact, Yi-Han hadn't brought the mad doppelganger willingly either. Who would want to bring such a person to a lecture hall?
But the mad doppelganger stubbornly insisted.
He claimed he would directly guide and supervise from the side for the achievement of small world magic.
'Could this be a new form of pressure?'
Yi-Han couldn't help but suspect that the mad doppelganger had changed his method.
Since the methods used so far no longer worked well, he changed direction to this kind of mental pressure...
Thinking about it that way was terrifying.
He would follow to Professor Garcia's lectures, Professor Verduus's lectures, and Professor Bentozol's lectures too, wouldn't he?
'Wait. That doesn't sound so bad.'
Come to think of it, those were professors who wouldn't be too terrible even if he followed. Yi-Han realized he had chosen poor examples.
"No... it's okay. You didn't want to come together either, junior."
Direth, who had come to her senses, got up taking the hands Yi-Han and Yukbeltire offered.
Yukbeltire's gaze looking at her friend getting up was much more generous than before.
"If it was something like this, why didn't you say so earlier?"
"What?"
"It was all work to lure in a great mage."
If all these seemingly useless preparations were actually to draw in the doppelganger of a great mage, it made sense.
Not for a trivial lecture, but to dig out the mysteries of magic.
Yukbeltire sincerely apologized for misunderstanding her friend's true intentions.
"That's not it?"
"...?"
"It's not. I just prepared it to congratulate the junior."
"..."
Yukbeltire ruthlessly let go of her hand. Yi-Han glared at the back of this wicked senior's head.
"Shall we chase that person out?"
"Forget it. She'll leave on her own anyway."
As Direth said, Yukbeltire was packing her bag.
Having finished painting darkness on the wall as payment for her debt, she was now planning to leave.
Unless it was extracting magic from a great mage's doppelganger, she had no intention of watching Direth teach dark magic to her junior...
"Indeed."
"!"
While the three were talking, the mad doppelganger had already gotten up and arrived at the front of the lecture hall.
The mad doppelganger, who had seen the <Crow's Evil Eye> magic written on the blackboard, looked at Direth.
"Mage. Did you create this spell?"
"...Uh, ah, yes."
Direth's tongue twisted without her realizing.
Of course, the person in front was a mage who had committed the unforgivable act of kidnapping her junior, but strictly speaking, he was also the founder of this Einroguard dark magic school.
When such a person asked 'Did you write this dark magic?', even Direth instinctively tensed up.
It's the sad fate of disciples to be nervous in front of professors.
"It's clever, but the finish is clumsy. No need to fix the enemy in sight. Expand the sixth sense based on the five senses. Don't forget that mana is another sensory organ for mages."
The <Crow's Evil Eye> that Direth had brought for her junior was magic created to overcome the limitations of existing poison-type spells in the dark magic school.
Magic that transforms the material poison into an immaterial curse form, then uses the mage's vision as a medium to hit the enemy.
If one mastered this, there was no need to struggle to hit Yukbelt... no, other enemies with poison.
But the mad doppelganger noticed parts of this magic that were still unrefined.
There was no need to confirm the enemy's position with vision when confirming their location.
Just as beasts use their whiskers as sensory organs, mages can use the world's mana as their sensory organs.
There was only one reason not to do so.
The mage's own fear.
"If you degrade magic out of fear of poisoning others, that's abandoning your duty as a mage."
"...I'll keep that in mind..."
Direth, who had been hit in a sore spot, nodded without being able to refute.
The point was so sharp that she didn't even get angry. It was certainly correct.
If one creates magic, one should create it prepared to handle it oneself, not pre-emptively worrying it's dangerous and lowering its level, which isn't good for anyone.
"But Senior. If we change it as you just said, won't the difficulty increase?"
"I suppose it would?"
There was quite a big difference in difficulty between cursing by seeing with one's eyes and cursing by mobilizing other senses.
"This is magic I have to learn, right?"
"Yes."
"I think I prefer the existing magic..."
Yi-Han tried to speak to the mad doppelganger subtly, but his master ruthlessly ignored him.
No matter how he tried to persuade him, saying he needed stepping stones, he'd definitely learn it later after mastering this, and so on, it didn't work at all.
"Direth certainly has some weak points. If it weren't for those, she could become an even greater mage."
"...Aren't you leaving, Senior?"
Yi-Han was dumbfounded to see Yukbeltire, who he thought had left since she was packing her bag earlier, suddenly seated and listening to the lecture.
What's with this person, really?
*
Originally, the mad doppelganger had intended to quietly guide his disciple's small world from the side, but Einroguard's passionate students didn't leave an outstanding master alone.
More precisely, Yukbeltire didn't leave him alone. Direth and Yi-Han glared at the silver-haired mage as if they wanted to kill her.
"I see. So you're saying it's better to use human shin bones and clavicles as reagents for this part."
"That's right. But in that case, there's another problem."
Yi-Han, listening from the side, muttered.
"You'd be arrested under imperial law."
Yukbeltire and the mad doppelganger ignored him. Only Direth scribbled with her quill.
That joke, I found it funny.
'Senior!'
Yi-Han looked at her, touched.
Indeed, not just anyone could be the empire's best senior.
"May I ask one more thing?"
"No."
"!"
At the mad doppelganger's unexpected refusal, shock spread like a wave across Yukbeltire's face.
"Why not?"
"Mage. Be careful of presumptuous behavior. I answered questions because you are my disciple's peer, but royalty is not your master."
The mad doppelganger drew the line.
He had mercifully answered the question about Ahrak's red poison just now because it was already written on the blackboard and she was his disciple's colleague.
But strictly speaking, such questions were originally rude behavior.
Shouldn't a mage ask their own master?
The mad doppelganger looked at Yi-Han and asked.
"I wonder what kind of fellow that mage's master is for the disciple to ask questions elsewhere."
"Shall I call him?"
Yi-Han felt excited for the first time in today's lecture. Direth seemed to feel the same, as her wings lifted slightly.
Honestly, I want to see him!
"Forget it. Whoever it is, he must be an insignificant fellow."
'What a shame!'
While they were feeling disappointed, Yukbeltire, who had returned to her seat, whispered behind Yi-Han.
"Junior of the Wardanaz family."
"?"
"Ask about methods to withstand the powerful external pressure occurring in distorted realms."
"...You were speaking imperial language just now, right?"
Yi-Han was flustered, wondering if Yukbeltire had spoken in ancient giant language or Verduus language.
"What are you talking about?"
"A joke... No, never mind. So what did you say?"
Yi-Han, who was about to explain the joke, gave up.
How could he explain a joke to a small golem without a heart (he thought it had one, but it turned out it didn't seem to)?
"One of the risk factors when casting realm-related magic is distorted realms."
The concept of multiple realms was something all high-level mages would be introduced to, but it was also a concept that became more complicated and troublesome the deeper one delved.
The scope of realms was too broad to begin with.
Even spirit realms and undead realms that ordinary people could know about were different realms, but parallel worlds that were practically impossible to observe also fell under the concept of realms.
Even without going that far, there were many strange and twisted places among realms.
Where no souls existed at all, or where volume didn't exist at all, or where only power existed...
Among these realms, malignant realms that didn't actually function as worlds and only influenced other realms were called distorted dimensions.
They were like reefs to be avoided for mages who traveled or explored realms.
When they encountered mages trying to visit other realms, they compressed or distorted them along with their souls.
'Wait. Why am I learning this?'
Yi-Han, who had been taking quick notes, became confused.
Why on earth was he learning this?
Moreover, Yi-Han wasn't even majoring in realms!
"If you've understood, hurry up and ask the question."
"Alright."
Yi-Han nodded.
Then he said to the mad doppelganger.
"Master. Then can I practice the <Crow's Evil Eye> magic now?"
"!?!"
Yukbeltire's eyes trembled with betrayal. Seeing that, Direth thought inwardly.
'Why on earth does she feel betrayed...'
It wasn't a situation to feel that way at all...!
*
Though the difficulty had increased thanks to a certain great mage, <Crow's Evil Eye> was a good magic.
Above all, the fact that it stopped at 4th Circle despite the interference of a crazy person proved this magic's excellence.
Even with a sudden increase in difficulty, to be able to somehow resolve it within the 4th Circle.
'This is what excellent magic is.'
Yi-Han, who was happy feeling he had benefited, realized something was strange.
...Come to think of it, there was no reason to be happy about 4th Circle magic, was there?
'Could I have been affected by mental magic?!'
No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand if that wasn't the case. Yi-Han checked his condition while circulating mana.
"What's wrong, junior?"
"I'm wondering if I might have been affected by mental interference magic."
"What?! Why?!"
Direth was startled.
The fact that her junior brought up such a thing wasn't something to be overlooked.
What kind of signs were there?
"I just practiced <Crow's Evil Eye> without any complaints."
"...That's how it usually is."
"?!!?!"
This time Yi-Han was shocked, but Direth coldly turned her head.
This was something she couldn't deny.
Looking to the side, she saw her foolish friend still sitting there even though the lecture time was over.
"Yukbeltire. Let's go."
"I still have questions left."
"..."
Direth sighed deeply.
Then she spoke to Yi-Han with an expression that really didn't want to and was sorry.
"Junior. Can you do me one favor?"
"Sure."
Yi-Han readily agreed, then immediately called the mad doppelganger.
"Master. What are some methods to withstand the powerful external pressure occurring in distorted dimensions?"
"It's been quite a while since you asked a worthwhile question. Using the power of infinite outer realms is a desire all mages have. However, that power..."
As the mad doppelganger immediately began explaining, Yukbeltire blinked.
Puzzled by her friend's unexpected reaction, Direth asked.
"What's wrong? Wasn't that the question you wanted?"
"...Why does the Wardanaz family junior not listen to me but only listens to you?"
"..."
