Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 809

Chapter 809

[There isn't.]

The mad doppelganger spat out, as if asking what more was needed when he had spoken so kindly.

Like with the alchemy-related advice earlier, this mad doppelganger wanted his disciple to understand everything from just one word.

It might have worked in ancient times, but these days...

'Isn't it too old-fashioned?'

While Yi-Han was whispering with the mad doppelganger, the Kalaroguard students took action.

They were trying to separate Garal somehow.

If they could just separate that outside mage, they could easily subdue the Baldurguard students...

"Come forth, Burning Hungry Ghost!"

An undead monster appeared, its whole body blazing fiercely, emitting smoke and flashes from its eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.

Garal was very tense.

Originally, imperial students were violent and rough beings.

Troublemakers who would come out of school when bored and cause disturbances and duels in nearby cities.

And imperial mages were no less dangerous and troublesome.

When bored, they would cause magical accidents and problems everywhere...

Now, imperial magic school students were these two combined.

Violent, rough, dangerous, and troublesome beings!

It was natural for Garal to be tense, as he knew well what imperial magic school students (excluding Baldurguard) could do when they set their minds to it.

"Why did you summon an undead?"

"I wanted to let it breathe Einroguard's air."

"Step back two steps."

"I'll step back one step."

"No. Cold, swirl peculiarly."

"Tch!"

Garal also chanted a spell and entered defense. As an illusion magic of the cold element unfolded, cold mist enveloped Garal's surroundings. Garal could no longer be seen from the outside.

Not knowing what effect it had, the Kalaroguard students clicked their tongues.

Such illusion magic was close to something you could only fall for if you didn't know about it, so it became disadvantageous when facing experienced mages.

"Should we push back the magic?"

"No. We could be counterattacked. Stay calm, he won't be able to escape. Are you controlling the Burning Hungry Ghost?"

"I fed it a whole fire stone, so it should be obedient for a few days."

"Mana strike? Confusion? Paralysis?"

"Looking at the flow, it doesn't seem like paralysis. It seems to be interfering with mana or the soul..."

Although the Kalaroguard students were wearing gloomy black robes that could be mistaken for gravekeeper's at first glance, their abilities couldn't be ignored.

Garal didn't let his guard down and prepared the next magic.

It wasn't one-on-one but one against many, and he had to protect the Baldurguard students too, so Garal was quite anxious.

The mage from the Snowflake Magic Tower who came from outside slightly took out a reagent from the front pocket of his reclined cashmere vest.

It was a shame, but he might have to use this to call a blizzard.

'How interesting.'

Yi-Han watched with excitement at the tense atmosphere.

Watching a fight that had nothing to do with oneself was always a happy and enjoyable thing.

For Yi-Han, who had recently been involved in fights related to himself, such a spectacle revived a joy he had forgotten for a while.

'It should have been like this originally. I've been too unlucky lately. Getting involved in unnecessary fights.'

[What are you doing, lowborn?]

"I'm watching, but?"

The mad doppelganger frowned as if in pain at Yi-Han's words.

Unlike his useful talent, this disciple angered his master with his vulgar and pathetic manners.

[Sweep them all away. I told you.]

"...Master. Actually, when I said outsiders were attacking, it was closer to an exaggeration."

Yi-Han quickly changed his words when the mad doppelganger didn't forget and ordered to sweep them away again.

Those people were actually guests, and the attack was a figurative expression...

[Shut up.]

The mad doppelganger shut Yi-Han's mouth.

It didn't matter whether they were outsiders or not, whether they attacked or not.

What mattered was that they were casting magic and fighting in front of him and his disciple.

"??"

Yi-Han didn't understand and tilted his head.

"It's a magic academy, so they use magic, right?"

[To dare cast such low and trivial magic without even distinguishing the presence (of a royal - me). It's an insolence deserving extreme punishment even if insufficient.]

"..."

Yi-Han, who belatedly understood what the mad doppelganger was saying, made an expression of disbelief.

So he was saying it's insolent because they used magic in front?

'Royalty are really absurd beings. I hope Gainando and Adenart don't become like that when they get older.'

While thinking very rudely about friends who weren't present, Yi-Han slightly changed the subject.

"But Master. Times have changed now, and this is a magic academy, so using magic is normal."

If he swept them away for using magic in front of him, he would be treated as a madman even if he was an Einroguard student.

Where in the world would there be such a madman?

[This won't do.]

"What do you mean?"

[Speaking from a distance, I can't fix your manners at all, lowborn. I'll visit directly.]

"I'll go sweep them away now!"

Yi-Han quickly changed his words again.

Whether it was Kalaroguard or Baldurguard or outside mages, it wasn't his business.

Yi-Han himself had to survive first, right?

"Is there perhaps a weakness to that Burning Hungry Ghost? It seems like quite a powerful undead."

[Why, why don't you ask how to breathe too?]

"Oh. Is there a breathing technique passed down from ancient times?"

The mad doppelganger still didn't know that his disciple was an opponent who couldn't be easily defeated without violence.

As numerous Einroguard professors had been defeated, the Wardanaz family boy was a disciple among disciples.

Compared to that, the mad doppelganger, though a great mage, was at a level of a complete novice as a teacher.

The mad doppelganger cast another curse on Antagondal, then spoke with eyes as cold as burning ice.

[There isn't, lowborn. Know that it's shameful for a disciple to ask one by one how to deal with undead like the Burning Hungry Ghost.]

Though he said that, the mad doppelganger ended up explaining.

This undead, mainly found in hell-series dimensions, the realm of hungry ghosts, had a soul burning with curses, so it easily burned not only nearby enemies but even incoming attacks.

Of course, one could break through that defense with force, but it wasn't an elegant strategy as a mage.

"Are you saying to feed it well?"

[That's right.]

If one summoned other dimensional beings like spirits with the power of flames and fed the Burning Hungry Ghost well, it would return satisfied instead of stubbornly remaining.

"Ah! I happen to have a contracted low-rank fire spirit. It's a clever and cute one that looks like a sparrow."

[...]

The mad doppelganger remained still without changing expression.

It was such a trivial thing that he didn't even feel like saying 'So what?'

-Who's cuter, me or it?-

When the baby basilisk asked curiously, Yi-Han pretended not to hear and continued speaking.

"I'll summon this one and feed that Burning Hungry Ghost well. Oh right. Master. Do you know how I came to contract with this one?"

[Lowborn.]

"Yes."

[If you babble about that spirit one more time, I'll sew your mouth shut.]

'No. That's too much.'

Yi-Han felt very hurt.

How could a master be so uninterested in his disciple's achievements?

No wonder he had no other disciples. Well, even Professor Boladi had 2 disciples, so having 0 until now was quite problematic.

"In the name of law and contract, I call you."

With a flap of wings, a low-rank fire spirit that looked like a sparrow appeared.

The spirit trembled and acted very cautiously when it saw Yi-Han.

[Its manners are more useful.]

"It's because it's clever. Now. I'll lend you a lot of mana, so can you feed that Burning Hungry Ghost plenty of high-quality flames?"

The spirit nodded.

Yi-Han asked again just in case.

"You understood properly, right? I'll give you mana."

The spirit nodded.

[It's terrified.]

"No, it's just nervous. It's friendly with me."

-It looks nervous to me?-

The baby basilisk spoke without knowing Yi-Han's true feelings.

As it was already jealous, it didn't easily miss the opportunity to disparage when it came.

"...You be quiet. Now then, Master. How should I deal with that mist?"

[...]

When asked for a solution not only for the undead summon but also for the magic cast by the outside mage, the mad doppelganger sighed for the first time today.

  *

"Lord Garal. The mist is weakening!"

"It's temporary, so it doesn't matter."

"Ah. Is that so? ...Uh. It seems to keep weakening though.."

"I told you it's a temporary phenomenon!"

Garal shouted with an irritated voice. After wiping the sweat on his hands with a handkerchief he took out from his vest, Garal firmly grasped his staff.

He needed more time to deceive those outside and divert these annoying clients.

But to make such a fuss over a temporary change.

"W-wait!"

Garal realized in shock that the mist was really weakening quickly.

For the magic that was supposed to buy time by preventing approach from outside to weaken so quickly.

Had the duration run out?

'No. I definitely calculated it?'

Garal contacted the magic again to check what was happening.

And he was shocked.

"..!??!"

Outside, the Wardanaz family boy was unfolding counter-magic and dismantling the mist.

Advanced magic that grasped the structure of magic and approached it in reverse to dismantle the magic itself, counter-magic.

Actually, the principle itself wasn't that difficult. It was just that there was a lot of information to grasp for each magic you faced.

Even mages who had been through thick and thin were often clumsy or made mistakes in this aspect.

Moreover, the mist Garal had unfolded now was magic he had independently improved during his magic tower days.

Ordinarily, it would be difficult to even recognize the effect, let alone the structure of this magic.

Yet to be dismantling the magic so casually while waving his staff from that distance.

What kind of monsters did Einroguard raise in their 2nd year?!

Garal felt shock before bewilderment or despair.

But it wasn't just Garal who was surprised. The Kalaroguard students were similarly surprised.

"N-no! The Burning Hungry Ghost!"

"This bastard?! It's trying to betray us and go back!"

While they had turned their gaze elsewhere for a moment, the Burning Hungry Ghost made a satisfied cry and moved to return to its original realm.

For the Burning Hungry Ghost, which always tried to swallow flames whenever it saw them due to being so hungry, to try to return so obediently like this.

Only then did the Kalaroguard students notice the low-rank fire spirit quickly slipping away.

To send a spirit to make the Burning Hungry Ghost full!

Unbelievable. Such a method. We didn't even think of it.

Even if borrowing a spirit's power, it would waste quite a bit of mana, yet to do it so boldly...!

The mages on both sides looked at each other in awkward postures as their prepared means were neutralized.

The Baldurguard students blinked their eyes, not understanding the situation well.

One of the Kalaroguard students spoke as if demanding an explanation.

"Why are you interfering in the sacred battle between Kalaroguard and Baldurguard!"

Garal seemed to have a similar thought as he shouted.

"The Baldurguard students were winning, so why meddle!"

"?"

Yi-Han looked at him for a moment. Garal blushed and averted his gaze. Seeing that, Yi-Han felt pained.

'So that's a professional adventurer.'

"The reason I interfered is..."

[Tell them it was hard to endure the sight of insolent trash rampaging in front.]

"As a mage, I couldn't stand watching your battle!"

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