Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 943

Perkuntras was furious. He pushed the Blasphemer back hard. The pillar that hit the Blasphemer changed. It became a storm of lightning. Each bolt was like an arrow, striking the Blasphemer.

“Am… bushed…?”

Attacked by a storm stronger than any normal storm, the Blasphemer groaned and tried to defend himself. But he still complained about Perkuntras being a coward.

‘He has a point.’

The Beast actually felt sorry for the Blasphemer.

The Blasphemer thought, *For a powerful spirit like the Thunder Lord to use a trick like hiding and attacking suddenly… it’s beneath him.*

From the Blasphemer’s view, it wasn’t fair.

Of course, the Beast and the Blasphemer liked ambushes and traps. They didn’t feel bad about it. But they were undead, and Perkuntras was a lightning spirit.

Unlike the undead, who were proud of being tricky, it was shameful for a lightning spirit to do such things.

“Silence!”

Perkuntras knew this. He didn’t argue. Instead, he sent another lightning bolt at the Blasphemer. The Blasphemer’s arms and legs burned and fell off as he tried to heal them.

“—Great, Magician! You made the Thunder Lord use cowardly tricks! Really great!”

“…Hey. Think it in your head.”

Lee Han watched Perkuntras beat the Blasphemer from a distance. He warned Mahu to be quiet.

He had begged Perkuntras to agree, and now the demon Mahu was making trouble.

‘He’s a demon for a reason.’

“-Why not? The Thunder Lord should be proud. He changed his ways and tricked the Blasphemer, right? That Blasphemer is being played with!”

“Hmm… Should I add another demon to the list with Anpursaas of those I should never summon again…?”

“-…Maybe the Thunder Lord is a little upset!”

Mahu quickly realized his mistake.

Mahu was a demon who had controlled undead for a long time. He was very good at understanding situations and people.

“-Wait! He’s escaping! Stop him!”

All the nearby forces were pulled into the Blasphemer’s body.

He did this to heal quickly and save his strength.

Wham!

The Blasphemer’s body, now as strong as possible, broke into pieces.

It wasn’t from an attack. The Blasphemer broke apart his own body to confuse the enemy and escape.

The Blasphemer shattered, and each piece became a smaller, wriggling version of itself. They scattered in all directions, like angry insects, trying to confuse the Thunder Lord.

“-Crude trickery?”

But the Beast, who had fought the Blasphemer for a long time, was ready.

The Beast roared, sending out a wave of dark energy. The smaller Blasphemers dissolved into dust. Then, the Beast sniffed the air, found the real Blasphemer, and bit down hard on its body. The Blasphemer screamed, a sound full of pain and fury.

“-Thunder Lord, this is the end! As promised, combine our strength!”

“-That demon is talking too much!”

“-Are you being too emotional… Ugh!”

Perkuntras cursed Mahu, whom he didn’t like because Mahu gave nothing in return. But he kept his promise.

First, he ambushed from hiding.

Then, he added his power to the attack at the last moment!

As Perkuntras entered Lee Han’s body, it became a giant made of lightning. Normally, entering the body of a magician who wasn’t ready would destroy both of them. But Perkuntras trusted Lee Han’s strong magic, which couldn’t be broken by anything.

The lightning power was so strong, it felt like it would explode from Lee Han’s hand. Mahu, unafraid, used that power to make a huge spear.

The Beast felt fear just from seeing the spear. It was a spear to destroy evil, the end of the undead.

A lightning spear to defeat demons and destroy evil!

‘I thought he was just a beginner magician… How can he use such powerful magic!’

He had summoned strong beings, but the magician was the one in control. It was amazing.

But there was no time to think. The Beast quickly used reverse-summoning to return to the undead realm.

The Blasphemer would die when that spear was finished. He had to escape as far as possible.

It was too bad he wouldn’t see the Blasphemer’s defeat. But if he got hurt, it would take decades to heal.

“Spear throw!”

While the battle raged above the palace, down below, near the city, a different kind of chaos was brewing.

“Hurry! We need to take the potions!”

“We’ll handle it, just stay put!”

“Nonsense! As a noble of Granden City, how can I stand by in this situation?”

The Einroguard students didn’t expect people to be so stubborn.

The best thing to do was to run far away from the palace. But the citizens of Granden City, proud of their honor, gathered the potions and other items and came back near the palace.

The students tried to stop them, calm them down, and persuade them. They barely managed to make a deal.

“Okay, okay, stop here! The Three Griffons Bridge. Don’t go past it! And if things get bad, run! Got it?”

“Ugh. Understood!”

The citizens stopped at the bridge. They moved the people nearby and gave out potions to prepare for injuries.

The students nervously watched the sky. The battle was different than they expected.

“It’s getting too big, isn’t it? Can the knights handle it?”

“The fighting hasn’t reached outside the palace yet… but we might have to move them.”

“They want to help. How do we convince them not to?”

Yoneru carefully raised his hand during the seniors’ conversation.

“How about secretly giving them sleeping potions?”

“…W-Well, that’s a good idea, but we don’t have any sleeping potions right now.”

The students had made potions for the undead, but not sleeping potions.

It would be hard to make enough to put everyone to sleep…

“I knew you’d say that, so I made some separately!”

“Here!”

Asan and Angaro appeared with a chest full of sleeping potions.

“Nilia will give it to them.”

?!

Nilia, surprised, blinked like a calf being dragged away.

The seniors were impressed.

“The second-years are on a whole other level…!”

“To quickly think of giving them sleeping potions and putting them to sleep. That’s very Einroguard-like.”

The seniors were impressed. Coming up with the sleeping potion idea so quickly? That was bold! A normal student would have taken ages to think of something like that.

“…D-Don’t you think that’s a bit too wicked?”

Yoneru asked, feeling a little wronged.

Lee Han would have come up with this plan. He felt bad for his friend.

‘Sorry…!’

Yoneru promised to defend his friends if anyone said, ‘Does the Wodanaz family only learn such wicked tactics?’

“Huh? It is wicked.”

“Quick, bring the sleeping potions. We need to put them to sleep and move them far away.”

Thud!

The sleeping potions were no longer needed.

The situation had changed suddenly.

“……”

“……”

“Wh-What is that??”

The seniors, who had never seen Perkuntras, stared in shock.

Yoneru, seeing the situation, carefully spoke.

“Well, that’s…”

“Ah. Did the Death Knights summon it?”

-Magnificent, Nago!

“……”

The seniors were even more confused by the Death Knight’s words.

But the people of Granden City were the most confused.

The gathered people were excited, talking about the battle.

“Th-That’s Stedal! Stedal is right there!”

“He really wasn’t an ordinary magician…! He’s beating the monster?!”

Yoneru, feeling sorry, defended his friend.

It wouldn’t be good for this name to become too famous.

“Actually, the Death Knights are doing most of the fighting…”

“He-He’s merging! He merged with the lightning spirit!”

“Can a person even merge with a spirit like that?! It must be hard?!”

“Didn’t the Death Knight say something just now?”

“…It’s nothing!”

Yoneru quickly gave up and stepped back. Nilia gave him a comforting look.

-…Spear throw!

The fight ended. The citizens of Granden City cheered and stomped their feet.

“Hooray for the knights of Einroguard!”

“Stedal! Stedal! Stedal!”

“Wait. Wasn’t Stedal the bandit who attacked Uap?”

“…Th-That might be the case!”

The Death Knights looked for any sign of the enemy. They were shocked to see people gathering and lighting fires on the bridge.

-What were the students doing?

The students had already disappeared.

Any Einroguard student knew that staying after the enemy was defeated would only get them caught.

-Shall we move them?

-No. It’s fine. We won anyway. We can explain and have them return.

-What about the heir…?

-What are you talking about? Where is the heir?

The other Death Knights were impressed.

Instead of saying they didn’t recognize the second-year student and had tried to make him a professor, they would say that Stedal Nago really existed.

That was wisdom and good sense.

‘Maybe we should change his title from Knight of Death to Knight of Wisdom.’

-Indeed! The enemy’s poison must have made me less smart.

-Haha. Get some rest. Maybe become a spirit to heal!

The Death Knights agreed quickly. One of them vanished to sneak Lee Han away.

“Knight! Where is Stedal?”

-Stedal has left. The enemy is gone, but we don’t know what dangers are still here, so everyone should return! We will take care of this area.

“Was Stedal the bandit who caused the recent problems?”

-We cannot answer.

“So that’s a yes!”

-We know nothing.

If Lee Han was there, he would have hit them. But the Death Knights couldn’t help it.

They didn’t know if Lee Han wanted them to say yes or no.

The Death Knights could only avoid the question.

We know nothing!

Sometimes, ‘I don’t know’ means yes.

That was true for the nobles of Granden City.

‘So it’s true!’

The nobles spread the rumors faster than Perkuntras’s lightning.

The rumors of Stedal, the battle magician, reached the inn before Lee Han did.

A loud yell came from the upper floor. It scared Mapira, the bellhop.

What had made the professor so angry?

“You came sooner than expected.”

“Of course, when a junior goes alone.”

The seniors from the Location Transfer Club met in an alley and checked each other’s identities.

If they had been caught by the Death Knights, they would be trying to get a lighter sentence.

“Then let’s go.”

“What if the junior hasn’t entered the palace yet?”

“That’s not likely.”

“Well, I think so too… What’s that?”

The seniors stopped. They saw the Death Knights guarding the bridge and the roads to the palace.

They were searching the area.

The palace was half-destroyed.

“……”

“The, the junior didn’t destroy it, did he?”

Seviuth couldn’t argue.