Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 311

Magic was easier for those who already had some magic.

Wizards like Dergyu and Angalo didn’t care much about black magic, so they didn’t know much about it. But Rapardel, who was studying black magic with Ihan, realized how unbelievable Ihan’s magic was.

It was amazing that Ihan could summon so many bone restraints and skeletal hands and control them all at the same time, even with simple magic.

Bone magic is like controlling elements. Because Ihan was a Wodanaz and famous for his elemental magic, he was already skilled…

But this was truly beyond belief.

How much magic and talent did he need to do this?

“Rapardel, what are you doing? Are you coming in?”

“Hey! Hey! What’s wrong?”

“Don’t you… don’t you think this is strange?” Rapardel asked Angalo.

Angalo answered as if Rapardel was saying something silly.

“Wodanaz is just good at magic, isn’t he?”

‘What a simpleton!’ Rapardel thought, disappointed that his friends didn’t know enough about black magic to understand how amazing this was.

This was extraordinary!

“Wizard, how are we supposed to fight like this?” one of the mercenaries asked Ihan, almost crying.

He was desperate, hoping to make Ihan feel sorry for them so they could escape.

“You can still fight ghouls like this, right?”

“If something unexpected happens… the cave is dark and twisty. Who knows what could happen.”

“Don’t worry. I will make light so you can see. Sharkan will scout ahead to find the way. There will be no surprises. Keep your formation and fight well.”

The mercenary thought to himself, ‘Wizards are the worst!’

“Then we will go forward.”

“Wait. I will give you the Swift Steps enchantment.”

“Oh…!” The two adventurers were excited because they had heard about the wizard’s enhancement magic.

Ihan cast >Gonadalte’s Swift Steps>. The two adventurers felt a jolt of power.

‘This is enhancement magic…!’

‘Now I get why these wizards are so popular!’

“Then we will go forward.”

“Wait. I will also give you the Spatial Awareness enchantment.”

“Ah… thank you.” As the >Spatial Awareness> spell was cast, the two adventurers felt like they could see farther and more clearly.

‘This is enhancement magic…!’

‘Now I get why…’

“Okay, let’s go!”

“Wait. I will also give you the Sharp Hands enchantment.”

“Th… thank you.”

The two adventurers were confused.

Did the wizard have unlimited magic? Was this okay? It was nice, but was it really necessary?

‘Is this normal for someone from Einroguard?’

“Okay. Now that I’ve cast everything, let’s go. Forward,” Ihan said, tightening the skeletal hand around Buldahak’s neck. Buldahak choked as he was pulled forward.

Sharkan smelled ghouls and made a sharp noise.

“Stop,” Ihan said, tightening the skeletal hand around Buldahak’s neck again.

Buldahak gritted his teeth and said, “I understand when you speak…”

“Light, appear!” A bright sphere of light appeared at the cave entrance, and ghouls started crawling out, making scary sounds.

They hated the light and wanted to get rid of the wizard who made it.

“Hold them back!” The mercenaries fought harder than ever.

Normally, they would have moved around to fight, but they were tied up, so they couldn’t.

They stood close together, stabbing and hitting the ghouls.

Dergyu was impressed. “I didn’t think the mercenaries could fight so well together. It reminds me of my family’s soldiers.”

“…Dergyu. Can’t you see the bones tied to their necks, wrists, and ankles?”

“Forward! Sharkan, keep looking for enemies!” Ihan pushed Buldahak and the mercenaries forward. He and his friends stayed behind them, moving into the cave.

The cave was big enough for many people to walk through. Ihan made another sphere of light.

The ghouls were angry and charged into the cave, which was now as bright as day.

The mercenaries yelled and swung their weapons.

A ghoul fell after being hit by a mace, and another fell after being cut by a sword.

Ihan made water orbs and shot them where Sharkan told him to. Ghouls came out from behind walls and rocks.

“Protect Wodanaz!”

The cave was huge, and ghouls came from everywhere. Some got past the mercenaries and went around to the back.

The White Tiger Tower students used their swords and shields to kill the ghouls.

Rapardel was very active. “Where do you think you’re going, you ghouls? Go back to the land of the dead! How dare you!”

“Rapardel, you don’t need to do that. Wodanaz is fine,” Angalo said, surprised by his friend’s energy.

Was he too worried about Wodanaz? It wasn’t like Wodanaz would be beaten by a ghoul or two.

“What? No! What are you talking about?! Choi, explain it for me!”

“Um… thank you for worrying about Wodanaz, Rapardel.”

Rapardel was sad that his friends didn’t know anything about black magic.

‘It’s frustrating to be with people who don’t understand black magic!’

The first group of ghouls was gone. The mercenaries were breathing hard and lowered their weapons. Fighting while tied up was much harder than usual.

As one of the mercenaries turned his head, Ihan quickly shot a water orb and tightened the skeletal hand.

“Gack, cough, gack.”

“Hey, you crazy jerk!”

“Why are you falling over!” The other mercenaries cursed as their friend fell.

“Ah, sorry. You shouldn’t have turned your head. Why did you do that?”

“Re, rest…”

“Alright, rest.”

“Maybe something to drink…”

“You crazy jerk! Can’t you see what’s happening?” the mercenary next to him whispered in fear.

They had been caught trying to hurt someone with a reward on their head, and now he was asking for a drink?

‘If he didn’t want to be killed before they even got to the city, he should be quiet. There was always one idiot like this! The kind who tried to take advantage when someone was nice! It wouldn’t matter if he died alone, but he would bring everyone else down with him,’ the mercenary thought.

“Water?” Ihan made water and poured it on the mercenaries. They were happy to have the cool water washing away their sweat, blood, and heat.

“Thank you!”

“Thank you, Wizard!”

“Want more?”

“Just a little more…”

“You crazy jerk!” The other mercenaries were scared, but Ihan didn’t react. He made more water and poured it on the mercenaries.

Buldahak cursed the mercenaries for giving up so easily.

‘Mercenaries are said to be swayed by money and sell their souls for gold, but seeing it happen was infuriating. It was utterly galling,’ he thought.

“We move again.”

The group moved as before.

Sharkan scouted the path, Ihan made a sphere of light, and the mercenaries fought the ghouls.

Of course, things didn’t always go smoothly.

“The path is blocked!”

“We chose the wrong way. We’ll turn back.”

The cave was big, and the paths were confusing. If they took the wrong path, they had to go back.

Gubon said as they came out of the path, “We should mark it so we don’t go in there again.”

“Is that so? Light, appear!” Ihan made a sphere of light at the entrance they had mistakenly entered, surprising Gubon.

“You could just use chalk instead of magic.”

“Chalk can be erased. This way, it’s easier to see from far away, right?”

“But your magic… are you okay…”

“I’m fine.”

‘He doesn’t seem fine at all,’ Gubon and Bijidek thought.

No matter how they looked at it, he didn’t seem fine, but Ihan’s friends were acting like he was.

‘Was it because they didn’t understand magic?? Even so, this seems like too much of a waste of magic…’

Sharkan stamped his feet and cried out, telling them to look.

Bijidek, who could see clearly because of the sphere of light, shouted, “A trap! Everyone, stop!”

“Is it the kind that starts when you step on it?”

“That’s right.” The mercenaries talked quietly.

Normally, traps in a cave were very dangerous.

Ghouls were not smart and attacked randomly, so they were easy to deal with if you were lucky. But traps hidden in the dark were hard to avoid, even for experienced adventurers.

But this was different.

A crazy wizard was making the cave as bright as day…

…and more importantly, a trap meant there might be treasure.

Traps weren’t put in empty places.

“Could this really be…”

“Shhh. Gubon. This isn’t the time to say that.” Bijidek rolled up his sleeves and said, ‘This is my time to shine.’

“Perhaps?”

“Yes. I learned some skills from a thief,” Bijidek said carefully.

Trap experts were needed when raiding old places, but people didn’t trust them.

Because they were usually thieves!

Even if they said, ‘I don’t steal anymore,’ the others didn’t believe they wouldn’t pick the locks of the ruins or their backpacks.

That’s why even thieves would say ‘I happened to learn some skills’ instead of saying they were from a guild.

“Oh, I also learned some skills from a thief.”

“Yes. Yes… What????” Bijidek couldn’t believe what he heard.

“What did you say?”

“I said I learned some skills from a thief.”

“Are you joking? How… how is that possible?”

Ihan looked surprised. “Bijidek learned some skills from a thief, so why can’t I?”

“That’s… uh… well…”

“Right? Then let’s disarm it together.”

Bijidek walked forward with Ihan, feeling strange.

His senses were sharper because of the magic, making it easier to disarm the trap.

“It seems to start when you put pressure on it. Is that right?”

“Y, yes. How…”

“Should we dig from the side and disable it? Or should we just set it off?”

“It would be safer to disarm it. I have the tools, so I’ll dig from the side…”

“Dig.” Bijidek quietly thought as he watched a pit appear, ‘When I go back to the city, I should save money and learn magic…’