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Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 894
🕑 Added 2024-10-01 11:04:17 +0000 UTCChapter 894
"Look at that!"
"Is it a 1st year? Even in 1st year, we didn't fall for such tricks."
The seniors who hadn't yet seen their junior flying on a dragon spoke cynically.
At Einroguard, methods like 'Behind you!' 'Over there!' 'Gasp! It's the principal!' were so simple and classic that they only worked in the first semester of 1st year.
However, the number of seniors looking up at the sky gradually increased.
Finally, unable to resist, the remaining seniors also raised their heads.
"...?!!"
"A d-dragon...?!"
Of course, one could say why they were suddenly surprised by such a thing when Einroguard students raised and rode numerous magical creatures and a few illegal creatures.
But even the rarest animals in the empire were several levels below dragons in status.
Naturally, the meaning of flying on a dragon was on a different dimension.
People who were acknowledged by griffins or unicorns and tamed them occasionally appeared in imperial newspapers, but people who were acknowledged by dragons and rode on their backs only appeared in fairy tales or legends.
"...Are we seeing... something amazing right now...?"
Someone among the seniors muttered.
Though no one noticed, the fighting had stopped without anyone taking the lead. It was truly a rare sight at Einroguard.
Everyone was so distracted by the sight before their eyes that they completely forgot about fighting. It was a sight worth that much.
'Could one be acknowledged by a dragon? I thought the rumors were exaggerated...'
'Amazing! I should add this to my thesis and present it later. I must include the junior's testimony too.'
'Would it be lèse-majesté if we entered the ball game tournament like that?'
"Oh! The adventurer bastard is escaping!"
"Catch him! Catch him!"
Meanwhile, one of the captured adventurers was discovered trying to crawl away and escape.
The seniors hurled curses and fired magic indiscriminately.
This insensitive intruder, when a legendary sight was being recreated!
*
"Wait, Your Highness."
Though Yi-Han had been forced onto Jourin's back when she bit him with an 'Ang' and taken off in a daze, he soon came to his senses as the wind rushed past him quickly.
-Why?-
"...Uh, is it okay to ride on your back like this? Isn't it lèse-majesté or sacrilege or something?"
At Yi-Han's words, Jourin snorted.
-What nonsense! If Adenart or that se... se... se... What was that servant's name?-
"Gainando."
-If Servant-nando carries Yi-Han on his back, is that sacrilege?-
"Well, that's not..."
-See! Yi-Han has been fooled by strange rumors!-
Jourin's logic was certainly convincing.
Moreover, it wasn't outside the territory but inside, right? The rules inside Einroguard territory were a bit different.
'Well, since imperial nobles aren't watching, maybe it would be considered mitigating circumstances?'
Yi-Han, who was about to accept it, had another question and asked again.
"I see. But Your Highness."
-Yes?-
"Adenart or Gainando carrying me is between humanoid forms, right? But Your Highness carried me in dragon form."
-Yes.-
"I thought a dragon carrying a person on its back meant strong acknowledgment and support, was I mistaken about that too?"
Though dragons were extremely few in number and rare as a race, legends related to them were abundant and diverse.
As such, Yi-Han knew quite a bit about various customs and legends regarding dragons.
One of them was that dragons were very picky in choosing people.
There were even idioms like 'received the dragon's choice' or 'received the dragon's acknowledgment', as the dragon race was known to have very discerning eyes.
Just look at how proudly the skull principal boasted about learning magic from dragons.
He was doing this despite absolutely not being the type to act humbly anywhere.
Being acknowledged by dragons was that amazing.
And a dragon carrying a person on its back...
'Wasn't it evidence of strong acknowledgment or support? Was I mistaken?'
It wasn't for nothing that dragon knights appeared in legends.
How common could knights be who were worthy of a dragon's acknowledgment and support?
But seeing Jourin speak like this, perhaps the rumors and legends were a bit exaggerated, and dragons might actually carry people on their backs when bored.
-Um...-
Jourin suddenly trailed off. Yi-Han felt a chill come over him.
'What's this? Is the wind cold because we're over the mountains?'
"Your Highness?"
-Uh... Well... It's not that there isn't such a custom...-
Jourin hesitated, belatedly recalling being told by the emperor 'Don't carry just anyone on your back'.
Come to think of it, carrying Yi-Han in human form and carrying Yi-Han in dragon form seemed to have different meanings.
The latter seemed to correspond to a much stronger political rhetoric...
"...Your Highness. Don't use Einroguard speech."
Yi-Han scolded her strictly.
It seemed Jourin was only learning bad things since coming to Einroguard.
-J-Jourin doesn't know what you're talking about. And even if there is such a custom, no one would have seen it!-
"There were dozens of seniors."
-Look! Look, there's an intruder!-
"Your Highness? Your Highness?"
Jourin pretended not to hear and attempted a steep dive.
Yi-Han inwardly lamented at the sight of Jourin becoming increasingly cunning.
'Should I not have let her into Einroguard?'
He became afraid for the future as this already powerful race learned Einroguard's wicked deceptions on top of that.
*
"...Fine. Let's die together!"
Though the <Shadow of Kangla> adventurers had been pathetically defeated by students, they weren't without hidden daggers.
Among them, the Craftsman had received a few magic items directly from Antagondal and was carrying them. He had been especially acknowledged among this group of adventurers.
A copper bell tempered in hellfire rang three times and then shattered along with gold.
And a realm gate appeared in the air.
"Come forth, demon of the Mountain-Crushing Hell!"
"Be careful! He's summoning a monster!"
The knights and swordsmen including Professor Ingurdel immediately formed an encirclement at the ominous energy.
Sharp hell blades protruding from the air.
Rough killing intent that didn't distinguish friend from foe.
It was clearly the summoning of a powerful demon at least at the level of a legion commander. Even the knights couldn't let their guard down.
"Stop immediately. If you summon a monster of that level, you won't be safe either!"
"Judging by your nonsense, you must be a knight. Then you shouldn't have chased us. Isn't that right?"
The few remaining adventurers sneered at the knight's old-fashioned threat.
To tell adventurers who would do anything to survive to stop summoning a mere demon.
This was why conversations with knights were bound to be frustrating.
If dying was the same either way, wasn't it human nature to gamble?
"You misunderstood my meaning. Now that you've summoned a corrupted monster here, I won't let you die comfortably. I'll catch you and cut you into pieces from the toes up! If you want to die comfortably even now, cancel the summoning!"
Professor Ingurdel's friends were generally all strong and there were many strange eccentrics.
The adventurers who had been mocking were overwhelmed by the killing intent emitted by the knight from the <White Wood Knight Order>.
"...It's already too late. Look!"
-I smell delicious meat!-
A monster made of tens of thousands of blades forcibly tore through the realm gate and roared.
It had finally crawled out to the ground full of living beings after staying in a hell where only hard metal existed.
The adventurers broke out in cold sweat at that energy.
Though they had summoned it with the intention of dying together, actually witnessing it in person made terror well up.
"Don't freeze! The monster has to be dealt with by those Einroguard bastards anyway!"
"Ingurdel, you chase them! The rest will deal with it."
The intruders tried to flee.
The knights tried to hunt and pursue simultaneously.
The monster was extremely angered by this sight. How dare these lowly mortals try to use or ignore it.
Both were unforgivable mortal sins!
-How dare you, I, the Blade Judg...-
-Ugh, die!-
A golden beam shot straight down from the air. It was a breath containing power like the brilliant sun.
Seeing the opponent looked strong, Jourin fired her breath first. It was the teaching she had received from Gonadaltes and the emperor.
-What should you do when you meet a strong enemy? Hmm... First, fire your breath from afar.-
-Then what?-
-Fire your breath again.-
-And after that?-
-Hmm... Fire your breath again and again...-
-Is Gonadaltes perhaps teasing Jourin?-
-No.-
Of course, it was half-teasing, but Gonadaltes didn't lie about things like this.
The emperor also agreed with Gonadaltes' tactics.
As breath was one of the strongest innate weapons of dragons, it was right to launch a preemptive strike with breath from long range when meeting a strong enemy.
An overpowered absolute technique that could overturn level and experience differences in one blow.
That was breath.
Kwaaaaaaang!!!!!
An earthquake occurred along with a thunderous roar. The monster that had just come out from the Mountain-Crushing Hell let out a terrible scream at the powerful storm of force that shook its very existence.
The mana inherited from ancient times contained in the dragon's breath melted even the powerful monster's defenses.
-Ugh, uwaaa, uwaaaaaaah!-
-Huff, huff huff. Can't breathe...-
"Your Highness. Mana! Take my mana!"
As expected, the backlash immediately came after the breath for Jourin who wasn't fully grown yet.
Seeing Jourin gasping for breath and suffering, Yi-Han quickly transferred mana.
Normally it would be unthinkable for a human to give mana to a dragon rather than the opposite, but such common sense was ignored in this situation.
Jourin quickly regained vigor after receiving extremely refined high-purity mana. She opened her maw wide again and accumulated power that destroyed the laws of the world.
----------!!!!!!
The second breath was so loud that it could barely be heard due to the deafened ears from the previous noise. Yi-Han infused mana again.
Not getting tired even after firing two breaths, Jourin thought she had grown and shouted triumphantly.
-Monster! Jourin will destroy you!-
"...Your Highness! Your Highness! Just fire breath from afar! Only fire breath from afar!!"
Yi-Han was terrified, but the dragon intoxicated by the heat of battle was completely excited. She thrust her front paws fiercely and tried to tear apart the tattered monster in a steep dive.
Yi-Han, who knew well how strong and tenacious the vitality of monsters from other realms was, immediately drew his staff and chanted a spell.
Vicious elemental magic pounded the monster's entire body, dealing additional hits. Despite telekinesis and water bullets tearing through its whole body, the enemy stubbornly writhed.
The desperation and tension of having to completely finish off the opponent before Jourin collided extremely honed Yi-Han's concentration.
For a moment, the fingertips of the hand not holding the staff turned into lightning.
Crack!
The hand that was originally left empty to aim telekinesis magic changed into a streak of lightning and pierced through the opponent.
It was qualitatively different from the lightning he had been firing until now. The monster, already in a dying state, let out a silent scream at the final blow and had its breath cut off.
Ferkuntra's authority!
Though he hadn't noticed due to focusing on the enemy, the magic Yi-Han had just cast was Ferkuntra's authority. He had implemented that authority as magic.
-Jourin's strike!-
Not knowing the opponent was dead, Jourin swung her front paws excitedly. The monster's form turned to dust from the strong air pressure and scattered.
-Jourin won!-
"Your Highness!"
-Yes! Yi-Han can praise Jourin more!-
"Have you lost your mind?!"
-W-why???-
Comments
Mateusz Gogółka
She was reckcles
Dots
Hey now! She did a good job! Give her head pats :l
