Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 314

The Ghoul King turned into a cloud of dark smoke, dodging the lightning as he had done before. Ihan gathered his inner magic, ready to fight.

However, this time was different.

Whirr!

Flames filled the vast cavern. They were so strong, Ihan almost lost control.

The fierce flames, filled with the magician’s power, were hard for even the Ghoul King to ignore.

Already losing power, the Ghoul King knew he would be in trouble if he got caught in the flames.

The insects. First.

The Ghoul King changed his mind. Instead of attacking Ihan, he decided to chase the others who were escaping.

“…Flash!”

But Ihan didn’t let him. He fired lightning at the Ghoul King’s path, step by step.

Crack, crack, crack, crackle!

The Ghoul King flinched at the lightning.

He thought Ihan’s wild attacks were crazy. Wouldn’t he run out of magic in seconds?

The Ghoul King, who knew many magicians, was surprised by Ihan’s actions.

But Ihan didn’t run out of magic or collapse. He used the time to his advantage.

Whirr!

He blocked the passage where his friends had escaped, filling it with flames.

The Ghoul King realized Ihan’s plan and became angry.

How dare he.

“As I said, you should have talked when I asked,” Ihan said. He stopped pretending to be nice and showed his anger, glaring at the Ghoul King and raising his staff.

The phoenix emblem, still with some power, sent energy to Ihan.

The flames around him tried to burn Ihan but he controlled them again.

‘Go!’

In the fierce flames, Ihan charged forward.

A massive wave of fire crashed towards the Ghoul King.

Everything. Ghoul’s. Master. And. Mortal’s. Fear. Against. A. Blasphemy.

The Ghoul King knew he couldn’t wait any longer. The situation was now the opposite of what it was before.

He had to use his power, even if he didn’t want to.

Not. Repaid. Even. In. Death.

Like when he tried to take Buldahak’s body, he created a strong, dark energy and shot it at the wave of flames.

The fierce fires began to weaken.

But the Ghoul King still didn’t understand Ihan.

Ihan wasn’t like other magicians who would be defeated by binding their magic.

“Burn!”

If the Ghoul King had eyes, they would have widened.

The Ghoul King was shocked as the flames, which had been dying, suddenly grew stronger using magic as fuel.

Then he realized.

Trying to save power was a mistake. That was Ihan’s plan all along.

He must have a way to get his magic back, no matter what he has.

Impudence…

The Ghoul King became solid and flew like an arrow. He went through the flames, burning as he moved.

The Ghoul King ignored the pain and got close to Ihan.

Magician. Daring. To. Wield. A. Sword.

Ihan swung the Morning Star with one hand. The Ghoul King took the hit and got closer.

I’ll. Give. You. What. You. Want!

Thwack!

The Ghoul King grabbed Ihan, like when he possessed Buldahak.

The Ghoul King had lost most of his powers, but he still had this one.

He opened a door to an empty dimension and connected it to Ihan’s body.

The empty dimension sucked in Ihan’s magic like a vacuum.

A magician’s biggest fear is running out of magic.

This connection would continue even after the magic was gone, turning Ihan’s life force into magic.

The Ghoul King waited for Ihan to bleed and collapse.

But what happened was not what he expected.

“Thank you. For giving me what I wanted,” Ihan said coldly, pointing his staff.

At this distance, he couldn’t miss.

“Gather, condense…”

Wait…

“…Explode!”

Pibblecus’s Insane Magic Explosion hit at close range.

The Ghoul King, already weak from using the dimension power, screamed and shattered.

“We have to find it! Quickly!” Dergyu shouted. He was worried about his friends and impatient.

Ihan was risking his life to give them time, so they couldn’t relax.

Angalo and Rapardel knew this and searched the cave. Sharkan, Ihan’s summon, led the way.

“Here… Damn it! I was wrong!”

“Hey, you moron! Are you blind! Even a blind person would be better!” Dergyu shouted angrily.

Angalo was embarrassed and didn’t reply.

He didn’t expect Dergyu to be so angry.

Usually, Dergyu would say, ‘It’s okay, it wasn’t intentional’…?!

“I’m sorry!”

“Shut up and search!”

Rapardel was scared by Dergyu’s anger. He felt like Dergyu would stab him if he made another mistake.

-Grrrr!

Sharkan cleared the way.

Sharkan smelled magic and tapped the cave wall, signaling to the three.

“It’s here?”

“It must be! Why else would he do that! Hurry and swing!” Dergyu grabbed his sword and hit the wall like a pickaxe, venting his anger.

“S, sorry!”

“I understand!”

The White Tiger Tower students swung their weapons. They used enhancement magic and knew how to use magic power, so they were strong.

Sharkan joined in, tearing at the cave wall.

Clang, clang, clang-

The sounds echoed, and the cave wall became thinner.

“Huff, huff. Huff…” Angalo was sweating and breathless.

He had been running and swinging his weapon non-stop.

“Don’t stop!” Dergyu roared.

“Uh…!” Angalo barely replied. He slowed down.

“Rather collapse while swinging! Don’t stop!”

“Cough. Huff. Huff.” Dergyu pushed his friends like a madman.

How much time had passed?

Just when their weapons started to crack and their hands were covered in blood, they heard a cracking sound.

Crack, crackle!

“It’s done!!!! We did it!!!!!”

“Go in and destroy the artifact quickly!!”

At Dergyu’s shout, the White Tiger Tower students kicked the broken wall.

Inside was an empty tomb.

There were no other artifacts, but there was a crystal skull with evil magic power on top of the tomb.

It looked like an evil being from another dimension was inside.

Rapardel drew his sword.

“Destroy it!”

Clang!

But the sword bounced off without a scratch. Rapardel was horrified by the evil energy in his hand.

“Kuh… Ack…”

His hand lost strength, and the sword fell.

Dergyu shouted and swung his weapon.

“Get out of here if you can’t do it!”

“S, sorry…”

Angalo thought Dergyu was trying to kill Rapardel, he was so fierce.

Clang!

The crystal skull remained. Dergyu wrapped bandages around his hand.

Then he said.

“Wrap it! Quickly!”

“O, okay!”

“Swing! Take turns!”

The three White Tiger Tower students swung their weapons in turns.

Their weapons cracked and their hands hurt, but they didn’t give up.

“Think of Ihan!”

“Okay!”

“He’s risking his life to fight that guy!”

“O… Okay!”

“Swing faster!”

“Okay…”

Then Ihan appeared.

Ihan said, looking tired, “Guys. I caught the copy, so you can destroy it slowly.”

“……”

“……”

“……”

The three White Tiger Tower students froze.

No…?!

Ihan didn’t know what attack the Ghoul King had used. It seemed to be trying to take his magic.

But the attack didn’t hurt much. Ihan was hurt by his own magic.

Pibblecus’s Insane Magic Explosion, which was supposed to be a Magic Missile.

Even though he controlled it, the explosion hit Ihan.

A magician hurt by his own magic. The Skull Headmaster would have laughed.

Since the Ghoul King didn’t have his main body, was using artifacts, and had lost his copy, he couldn’t do anything for a while.

Ihan could rest, but…

…Ihan couldn’t.

‘Let’s not use fire magic again.’

The flames were spreading everywhere.

The phoenix emblem had lost its power and returned to normal.

Ihan had to put out the fire.

He summoned water and poured it over the flames.

The flames slowly died down.

After putting out the fire, Ihan went to his friends.

They had found the artifact and were hitting it with their weapons.

“Guys. I caught the copy, so you can destroy it slowly.”

“……”

“……”

“……”

While his friends were shocked, Ihan made a ball of water.

Since he had time, he could make a strong magic.

‘It’s a waste to destroy it…’

But he didn’t want to risk it.

Things always went wrong after defeating the enemies and taking the evil artifact.

Ihan wasn’t foolish enough to cause future problems.

“Everyone, get out of the way.”

“Okay, okay.”

Crack!

With one blow, the crystal skull shattered. The evil being screamed and was sent back to its dimension.

Rapardel was impressed by Ihan’s decision.

“Wodanaz… Excellent.”

“Wait. What’s wrong with your… hand?” Ihan looked at Rapardel in horror. The bandages were covered in blood, and his skin was black.

Dergyu answered, “It’s like a medal.”

“A medal?”

“Yeah. Ihan. While you were fighting, it’s a medal that we did our best.”

The others nodded.

Dergyu’s anger was still a memory, but it wasn’t the time to talk about it.

“No. Dergyu. Stop talking nonsense. What’s wrong with your hand?”

“Uh… That artifact…”