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Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 642
🕑 Added 2024-07-09 07:20:27 +0000 UTCChapter 642
"Wardanaz. How did you break it!?"
"Hehe. It's something I often use when breaking through installed magic. If you condense mana and slam it like projecting it onto a huge surface..."
"Uh, isn't that too violent?"
"Violent! Nillia. There are things you can say and things you can't. This is a high-level magic called <Baldoorn's Mana Hammer>."
"S-sorry. I didn't know. I didn't realize it was such a high-level magic."
Nillia was flustered when her friend became serious.
To think it was such an amazing magic!
In fact, Baldoorn didn't even know Yi-Han had named it like this...
-...-
The Hekatonkheires watched with an unbelievable expression as the students made a hole in the rock whose magic had been broken.
If the skull principal had been watching, he would have looked at the Hekatonkheires pitifully and said,
-To think you believed others couldn't break it just because you couldn't. You'll need to serve for two hundred years before your head gets better!-
The Hekatonkheires certainly had innate mana and the power to convert that mana into physical ability.
But that didn't mean there were no beings superior to the Hekatonkheires.
Occasionally, beings would appear that had more mana than the Hekatonkheires and knew how to use it cleverly.
"Ah. It's deflecting magic again."
"Move aside. I'll break it again."
Occasionally, beings would appear that had more mana than the Hekatonkheires and knew how to wield it crudely.
It should have prepared under the assumption that such beings might exist...
Arsil patted the Hekatonkheires and comforted it.
The Hekatonkheires angrily told him to disappear quickly.
***
Gainando, who was walking following Yi-Han, almost tripped over a stone.
"Excuse me. Spirit sir. Could you please illuminate here properly? I can't see."
The light spirit ignored Gainando's request without even a moment's consideration.
"...Spirit sir. Spirit sir! I know you can hear me!"
"Gainando. The spirits only listen to my brother. I tried it before too. Spirit sir, could you please illuminate here more proper-"
The light spirit hissed and distanced itself.
Yi-Han made a hurt expression.
"I don't think they used to run away like that before."
"...I'll just light it up myself."
Yonaire, who couldn't bear to watch anymore, threw a glass bottle into the air. The potion inside emitted a strong light, illuminating the path.
Gainando admired it and said,
"Seeing it like that, alchemy seems good too..."
"What's going on, Gainando? You used to look down on alchemy."
Yi-Han was surprised.
He thought Gainando's hobby was to incur Yonaire's wrath with nonsense about alchemy.
"Compared to dark magic, everything else looks good."
"..."
When Gainando answered dejectedly, Yi-Han couldn't say anything. Nillia whispered from behind,
"Hey. Wardanaz. You should tell him dark magic is good too."
"I was going to, but I couldn't immediately think of any good points..."
Thud, thud, thud-
As they passed the end of the passage, a rock Hekatonkheires stood up abruptly at the appearance of intruders.
Gainando shouted in surprise,
"When did it run here?!"
"Hekatonkheires are originally triplets, you know."
"Ah. Really?"
The second Hekatonkheires looked at Gainando with contemptuous eyes.
For a mage to be so stupid!
Arsil stepped forward once again and explained what had just happened and how he had persuaded the first Hekatonkheires.
And how excellent his younger brother was, and how the first Hekatonkheires had been ruined by letting its guard down, and how that story would spread throughout the spirit realm for a long time...
"Brother. Please..."
Yi-Han stopped Arsil with a voice full of shame.
The second Hekatonkheires was looking at Yi-Han with eyes full of hostility.
Yonaire patted Yi-Han's shoulder and said,
"Having unique siblings is really tough. Right?"
"...Yonaire. It might be my imagination, but you're not really excited, are you?"
The second Hekatonkheires brought a huge rock while panting. The four tilted their heads at that sight.
"Is it a different rock from before?"
"...It feels similar? It seems like the same one?"
Arsil explained on the Hekatonkheires’ behalf.
"He says you must be tired from the previous test, so you definitely won't be able to break this one? Hmm..."
'Haven't these monsters learned anything under the principal?'
Yi-Han was puzzled.
Even Einroguard students learn a lot in just one year, but these Hekatonkheires were excessively arrogant.
There's no such thing as absolute in magic...
***
The third Hekatonkheires, guarding the entrance to the deep inner chamber of the tomb, burst out in anger.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Seeing it shouting while pounding the floor and walls as if it was unfairly wronged, Yi-Han's friends became curious and asked,
"What is he saying?"
"He thought we wouldn't be able to break it a third time because we'd be tired after doing it twice."
"..."
"..."
The students felt like they understood why these Hekatonkheires worked under the skull principal.
When even the last Hekatonkheires surrendered, Arsil excitedly opened the door.
As the bronze and gold door blocking the inner chamber of the ancient underground tomb opened, a chorus of darkness flowed out from inside.
The chorus, woven with magic whose spell names had been forgotten, was solemn and tragic, and above all, it struck the minds of the mages.
"Uh... uhhh."
"Uhhh..."
Except for Yi-Han, his friends witnessed a magnificent vision in the vast empty inner chamber.
It was the most prosperous era of the ancient kingdom.
An era when the order of the heavens was tuned for the kingdom and the rules of the earth were adjusted for the kingdom.
Court mages in exotic attire praised the roaring king with their bare upper bodies exposed, and the people gathered below raised their wine cups and sang celebratory songs.
The mages had left the most beautiful moment here to decorate the king's tomb.
Arsil was pleased to see the students listening to the tomb's chorus and witnessing the scene.
This experience would become a great treasure for the young mages.
The scenery and magic of the ancient kingdom era, of which no records remained.
There was no better inspiration for a mage.
"Uh, brother."
Yi-Han called Arsil.
He felt a bit embarrassed as he alone couldn't feel or see anything.
"Did you bring us here to let us hear this song?"
"..."
Arsil belatedly realized.
Even the magic of the ancient tomb didn't work on this younger brother!
Arsil hurriedly started to explain instead.
So this was the tomb of some kingdom...
"...I'm fine... No, really, I'm fine."
Yi-Han quietly stepped back so as not to disturb his excited friends.
Arsil, genuinely upset, protested to the Hekatonkheires outside.
-N-no. It's not even a tomb I made, so why are you…-
***
The friends who woke up from the vision exclaimed in unison,
"A-amazing. To think it would be like this!"
"Right! Did you see the magic used during the triumphal procession? What kind of magic was that?"
"The palace was awesome! Should I ask mom to change our mansion like that?"
The chattering friends noticed Yi-Han staying quiet and asked curiously,
"Wasn't the vision fun?"
"No, no. It was fun. That... the palace looked nice."
"Right?! What part did you especially like?"
"I liked the sparkling part."
"It was sparkling and dazzling!"
"The dazzling part was good too."
"Right, right! I'm telling you, Yi-Han knows his stuff!"
While Gainando was excited, Yonaire tilted her head.
Yi-Han's vocabulary in explaining the magic was as simple as Gainando's.
Clunk!
Suddenly, from the relief carved on the side wall, the sculpture began to walk out as if it were alive.
Gainando, still excited, hadn't noticed and kept chattering.
"When I finish renovating the mansion, you must come, Yi-Han."
"Alright. I'll go with you."
"...Uh, Yonaire and Nillia too?"
"Hey."
Nillia said as if it was ridiculous.
"I don't want to go to your mansion either? I prefer the Maykin family mansion?"
"Ah, no. It would be nice if you two came... no..."
Gainando, whose true feelings were exposed, quickly tried to appease Nillia.
If Nillia and Yonaire didn't come, he felt like Yi-Han wouldn't come either.
"I'll let deer loose in the garden, so come. How about that?"
"Do I look like a hunter who would get excited and rush over because you let deer loose?"
"Don't you like deer?"
"I do like them."
"What...?"
While Gainando was puzzled, Yi-Han quickly grabbed his nape and pulled.
"Gak!"
"It's an attack!"
Yi-Han finally realized that enemies who had walked out of the vast wall were surrounding his friends.
Gainando, who had fallen to the floor, coughed and shouted,
"Is-is it the principal?"
"No. The tomb guardians! Everyone move!"
Yi-Han, who had realized his own complacency after losing pathetically to Jijel's sister last time.
Strongly resolving not to be complacent like that this time, Yi-Han started throwing magic.
As much magic as possible before the enemies approached!
Papapapang!
The dark and wide inner chamber became as bright as day. The orbs of light Yi-Han threw strongly illuminated the shadow forms that had crawled out of the relief.
After confirming the appearance of the guardians, Yi-Han immediately summoned undead to block the path.
"Rise, warriors made of bone!"
Bone fragments thrown in the air intertwined with magic and transformed into warriors.
Seeing this, Gainando cast dark magic to help his friend.
"Bones, become armor and swords!"
Gainando, who had cast bone element magic to strengthen the undead, momentarily slipped while concentrating.
Then the spell tangled and became bone sweaters and bone flags.
"...Hey, you didn't study properly, did you!"
"I-I did study! I made a mistake because it's a tense situation!"
While being scolded by Nillia, Gainando hurriedly prepared the spell again.
Regardless, Yi-Han concentrated and quickly cast spells in succession.
When the battle preparations were roughly complete, Yi-Han looked over the tomb guardians.
'Is it dark element magic?'
Come to think of it, the chorus heard earlier was quite a peculiar magic.
First of all, it was magic in the form of a song.
As the skull principal had said, whether you use incantations or not, music magic in that ambiguous form in between was inefficient and outdated, so its transmission had been cut off long ago.
To think they would see traces of such magic here.
In a way, it could be said to be natural since it was an ancient tomb, but...
'Dark element, music, illusion. About three schools? Then I shouldn't use dark element magic...'
Seeing that Yi-Han's undead and Gainando's dark magic were being cast more strongly now, it seemed true that dark element was abundant.
Crackle!
Yi-Han's staff changed into a spear condensed with lightning and struck an approaching guardian.
The guardian, formed of gathered shadows, couldn't maintain its form and scattered.
"Gainando, come inside!"
"Pr-principal! The principal is over there! Yi-Han!"
"What nonsense are you keep..."
"N-no! It's not the principal, it's a yeti raider!"
"!"
Yi-Han realized the situation was serious when even Nillia suddenly saw an illusion.
"Yonaire, take cover behind me! They're using illusion magic! Gainando, Nillia! This way!"
While pulling Gainando's cloak, Yi-Han strongly slapped his cheek and gestured to Yonaire.
Yonaire immediately fed Nillia a potion. Nillia, who drank the strong shock potion, woke up from her fear.
'That method?!'
Yi-Han, feeling slightly sorry towards Gainando, called forth flames.
"Blaze... in the name of Aphar!"
A spark of sacred white flame flickered in the air.
He had thought it strange that they weren't rushing in roughly, but the enemies weren't making physical attacks. They were ones that used illusion magic attacks.
'I need to feel the mana flow. There must be signs!'
As he concentrated, the surrounding mana flow began to be read more sensitively.
Yi-Han found the place where mana was wriggling and sprouting.
'Found it!'
Whoosh!
The flames burned a guardian that was about to throw fear. However, the guardian completed its magic to the end.
Yi-Han blocked the cast magic flying towards them with his body while pushing Gainando down.
"Dodge, Gainando!"
"C-can't I just get hit?"
Gainando, crumpled to the side, said feebly.
He felt it might be better to just be affected by fear.
