Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 823

Falcrius didn’t know his junior was judging him, thinking about some high standard. He started to explain seriously.

He looked very serious and like a teacher, which was funny because usually he was always rushing people in the kitchen club.

“This disease isn’t ordinary. Look.”

Ihan, feeling awkward, still peered at the wizard who was lying down, groaning.

‘It is peculiar.’

It seemed ordinary on the surface, but the magic coming from the sick wizard’s curse was making strange swirls that kept changing shape.

Ihan could sense magic better than anyone else there, so he saw the magic flow very clearly.

“It is peculiar. Normally, even the worst curses follow a set pattern, but this one is always different.”

“Heh heh. Wodanaz. You see it properly, like someone who used to be the best in the faculty. That’s what makes it tricky.”

The magic of this curse inside the wizard was always changing, unlike normal curses.

This made it hard to understand and fix its flow or shape.

Ihan, not understanding, asked,

“Does a disease like this even exist? I don’t remember reading about it.”

“Of course not. That’s because that wizard made the disease himself.”

“Pardon?”

“Actually, he made it while trying experiments on himself.”

Falcrius handed over a paper recording what a wizard from Mulmasan Mountain Tower said.

-Mulmasan Mountain Tower Wizard

-Type of curse: Unknown, curses mixed together and changed.

-The patient has been putting curses on his body to research how to remove curses…

Many patients in Einrogard were hurt by accident, but surprisingly, many others hurt themselves.

And almost all of those who hurt themselves were wizards.

It was hard to get hurt in such strange ways that other wizards couldn’t fix it.

Usually, only someone who kept putting strange curses into their body could get hurt like this.

“Er, so, you’re saying he kept putting curses into his own body?”

“Wodanaz, don’t look at patients like that.”

Falcrius quickly blocked Ihan’s path. His junior’s gaze was too cold.

“Shouldn’t someone who keeps putting curses into their own body have their head treated before the curse… Wait. Is that person from the Black Magic faculty?”

“Huh? No. No. He’s probably from the Enchantment Magic faculty. Since he’s from Mulmasan Mountain Tower.”

‘Phew. That’s a relief.’

Ihan breathed a sigh of relief.

If he was from the Black Magic faculty, it would make the Black Magic faculty look even worse than it already does.

“If it’s the Enchantment Magic faculty, I understand. They’re all a bit strange.”

“Wodanaz. The Enchantment Magic faculty at Einrogard is just a little… different…”

Falcrius was about to say, ‘You’re also from the Enchantment Magic faculty,’ but stopped himself.

“Heh heh. But it’s not that strange. Wizards often do things like that.”

“Senior, have you been putting curses into your body too?”

“I used to eat poisonous mushrooms to find new ingredients.”

“……”

“Someone has to eat them!”

Falcrius quickly explained, thinking that his junior might quit the Healing Magic faculty.

And it wasn’t just the Healing Magic faculty that did this.

Magic research always needs experiments, and wizards often experiment on themselves because it’s easiest.

At least no one would tell the Emperor!

The wizard from Mulmasan Mountain Tower first tried to understand how the curse worked, so he could make a strong tool to remove curses.

He studied not only each curse, but also what happened when curses mixed or changed.

-Hmm. The coagulation curse is like this.

-What if I add the Parlakal effect here? Should I use a magic book?

-I can still handle it. It seems that two don’t cause much mixing or changing. Good. Then next… Cough. Cough. Ker-heok!

-Are you alright!? Call a healing wizard! Healing wizard!

‘Maybe I should start telling everyone magic is bad.’

After listening, Ihan asked, trying to be patient,

“Then how do you treat him?”

“Since there’s no example of this before, we have to try things slowly and be patient. He’ll probably be here all year. Heh heh.”

“…Did you just laugh, Senior?”

“I didn’t?”

Falcrius was excited to study this strange disease for a whole year. He rubbed his big hands together, but then he was surprised by what his junior said.

But the patient had to stay for a long time.

Since there was no exact treatment, they had to try different things and do research.

“What if you just push it away with force?”

“Heh heh. Wodanaz. It’s okay to say that in Einrogard, but don’t say such things outside. People will think you’re crazy.”

For a healing wizard to say ‘I’ll just push the disease away with magic’ is like saying ‘Let’s take out all your blood and put it back in!’ to someone losing too much blood.

It was a solution, but it sounded a bit like suicide.

“And it won’t work for this patient. If the curse is only lightly touching the soul, you can push it away with force. But if it’s deep inside, pushing it away could hurt the mind and body a lot. Since we don’t have to treat him right away, it’s better to wait and see.”

Imagine your soul is like a hard ball. This curse is like paint on the outside of the ball.

Ihan’s magic was very strong and pure, like a powerful waterfall.

The paint on the outside would wash off in the strong waterfall. But it’s different if you put the paint *inside* the ball.

To wash out the paint inside, you’d have to break the ball and force water in. Of course, the wizard would probably get hurt badly.

“Are there cases like that? How do you get a curse inside the soul?”

“It’s easy. He opened up his own soul and put the curse inside.”

“……”

Ihan seriously wondered if the wizards’ research permits should be controlled by the Emperor.

“Senior! The professor wants you to come! Feet keep growing from the patient’s wrist!”

-You kid! Where did you find this patient? You couldn’t find one like this even if you looked everywhere!

-Be quiet. Falcrius! Come quickly!

“I’m going!”

Falcrius quickly answered and winked at Ihan.

“If you want to experiment with that patient, go ahead. Wodanaz, you look like you really want to try and fix him, right?”

Ihan was disgusted that Falcrius was sharing good teaching materials to help his junior improve.

“No way…”

But Falcrius had already run off.

Ihan shook his head.

“Hey…”

“!”

Ihan turned his head at the voice from behind.

A wizard, looking older than his years and wearing the robes of Mulmasan Mountain Tower, turned to Ihan. His eyes were sunken and hollow, like dark pits in his pale face.

“Is there anything you need? Should I give you more pain relief potions?”

“No, no. Actually, I saw you heal that curse so fast. How did you do it?”

“I pushed it away with magic.”

“…Don’t be silly.”

It took Ihan fifteen minutes to finally convince the patient.

The wizard from Mulmasan Mountain Tower was still amazed even after being convinced.

“How could you… Wait. What should I call you?”

“Please call me Osu.”

“Ah ha. You respect Maringuan.”

‘Does this guy want to get in trouble?’

Ihan thought, had he forgotten he was in Einrogard?

It was hard to be so rude otherwise.

“Okay. Osu. I trust you. Then… do that for me too.”

“Pardon? I can’t.”

“…Here. Take this.”

The wizard secretly took out a pouch and put it in Ihan’s hand.

Inside were small, sparkling sapphires.

“Will this be enough? I have to go back quickly. I have to finish the research before summer.”

“No… It’s not that I need money. Pushing it away with magic doesn’t cost money.”

The wizard believed that Ihan had pushed it away with magic, but he couldn’t believe it was possible without any cost.

He just assumed it would cost something and offered him money.

“Then why can’t you?”

“Because it’s dangerous.”

Ihan told him what Falcrius had said earlier.

That a disease was like paint on the outside of a soul ball…

“It’s okay.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. It’s okay. I won’t die, I won’t die. So please do it.”

‘He’s not okay.’

Ihan thought that the wizard was definitely from the Enchantment Magic faculty.

Saying only what he wanted even if he died was just like a certain Beaverkin professor.

“I know some Illusion Magic too. I can take out my spirit body and stop it from fighting back, so you can use your magic to…”

“Yes. I can’t.”

“Please! You’re an Einrogard student! I’ll ask for you officially from Mulmasan Mountain Tower! I’ll give you money! How about an invitation? So you can go outside!

The wizard grabbed Ihan’s sleeve and begged him. Ihan, feeling a bit pushed by his desperation, asked,

“It’s not about money, it’s because it’s dangerous. Isn’t it safer to treat it slowly?”

“I have to finish the research before summer! You know Professor Verdus, right? Do you know what happens if you get a lot of money but don’t finish the research? You’ll become like Professor Verdus! You won’t be able to leave Einrogard because of assassins! I don’t want to be like that!”

“……”

The wizard’s cry about not wanting to be like Professor Verdus was very powerful.

Ihan thought for a moment and decided he should do something.

‘The professor is busy, and Lagesa is busy. Who can I ask…’

Ihan looked at his staff.

He hadn’t talked to the crazy doppelganger in a while, but he could only ask one archmage now.

“Please wait here. Are you there?”

Silence.

Ihan kept calling his master until he answered.

Then a phantom appeared from the Echo Stone.

What is it?

“Hello, Master. I’m your student…”

Ihan was very polite, because of what happened before and because he needed help.

The crazy doppelganger nodded, looking happy with the praise.

‘He’s starting to understand how a student should act,’ he thought. ‘Maybe he’s not completely hopeless. Commoner.’

“Haha. Thank you. But Master, I have a question about my magic training.”

This time it must be 5 circles?

“No, it isn’t.”

……

The crazy doppelganger frowned and stared at Ihan.

He had told him to learn more 5-circle magic, but it seemed like this student was doing something different every time he called.

Ihan quickly made excuses.

“It’s part of learning 5 circles! This is all becoming the foundation for me!”

…Good. Alright, tell me about it.

The crazy doppelganger went straight to the point instead of cursing, maybe because the greeting was good.

Ihan carefully explained the patient’s condition.

“Is there a way to quickly treat him?”

It is simple. I will teach you a useful secret method.

“Thank you…!”

Ihan paused, about to be happy.

“Is it 5-circle magic or higher?”

No. If we were to rate it, it would be about 3 circles.

‘That’s a relief!’

Actually, 3-circle magic wasn’t really a relief for a 2nd grade student, but Ihan’s magic was already strange.

3 circles felt easy.

“I would be grateful if you could tell me. What kind of magic is it?”

This magic takes away all the bad stuff from the other person.

“…Er, so you mean I have to be sick instead?”