Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1063

Yukbeltire stared at the magic circle Ihan had brought, completely stunned. Her mouth slightly opened in surprise.

Currently, Yukbeltire was trying to fuse two magics.

One was Bakwantallana’s Dimension Rod.

Despite its ordinary-sounding name, it was an incredibly difficult magic. Yukbeltire herself didn’t cast it directly but instead indirectly implemented it by borrowing the power of several magic circles.

In the process of dimensions changing and overlapping, even the most solid reality was bound to be torn and shaken like paper.

The Dimension Rod magic temporarily forged immutability—where no change could intrude—into the shape of a rod at this time.

Such fixed magic was essential to quickly summon and alter multiple dimensions.

And the other was Ahiman’s Refraction.

This was as difficult as the Dimension Rod. It was a magic that connected other dimensions that would normally never be connected through the formation of powerful refractions.

Normally, she wouldn’t force such difficult magics to merge.

Yukbeltire was brilliant, everyone knew that. She was not one to waste time or magic on things that didn’t matter.

However, this time, she had to combine the two magics to increase efficiency and secure additional dimensions with the remaining mana, so she was trying to do it somehow…

Yukbeltire stared at the magic circles, her eyes wide with disbelief. ‘This can’t be right,’ she thought. She knew Ihan was talented, but this was like a student suddenly solving a problem even the teacher couldn’t!

To submit improvements on the spot that Yukbeltire herself couldn’t even do.

“How… how did you do it? Ah, I see. Professor Garcia. Right?”

Yukbeltire, her usual calm demeanor gone, was flustered and tried to understand somehow.

“No,” Ihan said simply. “Professor Garcia left earlier.”

Yukbeltire frowned, thinking. “Then… the headmaster?”

Ihan nodded. “He left even earlier.” He watched Yukbeltire’s face, waiting for her reaction.

“Could that… could that be?”

Ihan didn’t tell her the truth.

He thought, ‘Yukbeltire might be too shocked if she knew a talking portrait of a young, skeleton headmaster helped me. It’s too strange!’

“I… I… to have conceived a more… inferior magic than my junior…”

“…What should we do next?”

Ihan tried to change the subject.

It was because the senior in front of him seemed so shocked.

However, Yukbeltire didn’t recover from the shock. She kept muttering and saying things like, ‘Am I not qualified?’

“Senior. First, let’s start by drawing the diagram above!”

Realizing that this wouldn’t work, Ihan grabbed the diagram and quickly left his seat.

He was going to meet the young skeleton headmaster and ask for advice.

-Come on. Repeat after me. I will abandon my lingering feelings and no longer obsess. Of course, I understand that the wizard is frustrated. But that’s the wizard’s magic. I can’t pass that on to my disciple.

-Take… me… out…

‘Hmm. It’s a surreal sight every time I see it.’

Ihan, who visited the basement, shuddered at the sight of a ghost wailing inside an old chest and a portrait of a young prince lecturing in front of it.

Even after seeing it many times, Ihan still felt a shiver run down his spine. A wailing ghost in a chest and a talking portrait of a prince? It was the kind of thing that would make most students run screaming.

-Ah. Disciple! You’re here again!

The young prince wore a smile more radiant than the most beautiful flower in the Empire.

Seeing that, Ihan suddenly remembered his friends going berserk after being hit by illusion magic or black magic.

‘Was this how my friends felt back then?’

Perhaps he was paying for the karma of being so carefree because he had so much mana.

“Master. Wouldn’t it sound strange if I asked you to… treat me harshly?”

-What on earth are you talking about, Disciple?

“I don’t know what I’m talking about either. Please forget it.”

Ihan quickly changed the subject and took out the diagram.

“About the compressed magic circle you fused for me earlier. I wanted to ask for advice on where to start.”

-Hmm. I wonder… what kind of start would suit you, Disciple…

The young prince in the picture tilted his head and pondered. Then, even though he didn’t use light-based magic, the basement seemed to brighten.

At that moment, a wailing voice was heard again from inside the old chest.

-Take… me out…

Ihan nodded unconsciously. He understood the other person’s feelings.

I wish someone would take me out too!

-Since the difficulty of this magic is excessively high…

“Ah. Should I tell them not to do it then?”

-I can’t be a hindrance when my disciple is taking on a challenge, even if I can’t be of help. There are a few methods.

‘Tch.’

-Is this stone mirror withstanding the pressure generated by the dimensional distortion now?

Currently, in the diagram, the artifact, [Yukbeltire’s Stone Mirror], was placed to withstand the distortion and pressure generated while fusing and casting the magic.

“Yes. I wish I could build a structure like a magic tower to disperse it, but there’s no room for that…”

-Getting into the habit of wasting inefficiently is a habit of unskilled wizards. It’s okay, Disciple. This artifact seems like it’ll work out somehow. Instead, I think we need to make some improvements. Shall I tell you the points to be aware of?

The young prince was trying to improve the artifact that was placed as the starting point of the work.

If the amount of distortion this artifact could withstand increased, there were several magics that his clever disciple could try to complete the magic in the diagram.

“…Master. But, you see.”

Ihan hesitated.

In fact, he didn’t want to sound ungrateful in front of someone who was being so kind and generous, but considering the shock his senior had received earlier, he couldn’t help but speak.

“To what extent will the opposing wizard be shocked if they hear these points to be aware of?”

-Pardon?

The young prince in the portrait was taken aback but still pondered seriously.

Soon, the prince replied.

-It should be fine. Disciple. A junior who is researching such outstanding magic wouldn’t be shocked just by hearing a few points to be aware of.

An outstanding wizard recognizes another outstanding wizard.

The young prince believed in Yukbeltire.

A person who researches such magic wouldn’t be shocked just by hearing about the direction of improvement. Rather, they would be inspired by fresh stimulation and immerse themselves in the work.

“Indeed. I understand! I’ll tell her as is!”

Thud!

Yukbeltire collapsed to the side after hearing the improvements. Ihan was horrified and shouted.

“Senior!!”

“…Don’t make a fuss. I’m just tired from the long journey.”

“For someone who’s just tired, your legs gave out…”

Ihan hurriedly ran to the kitchen and brought back warm hot chocolate. It was originally Guinan’s share, but it was an emergency, so he couldn’t help it.

‘Guinan will be okay with it since it’s for her family.’

“Here. Drink this. You’ll feel better if you drink something hot.”

“Chocolate…”

“Chocolate?”

Ihan was puzzled as the other person muttered.

This is hot chocolate, isn’t it?

“…I want to eat cream wafer cookies…”

“……”

For a moment, Ihan wondered if the other person had transformed into Guinan. But there was no trace of mana.

It was truly amazing.

“The one you made last time…”

“No… that was a long time ago… and it’s kind of a pain to make.”

Come to think of it, he had once served handmade cookies to his senior, who stubbornly refused to eat… no, insisted that she wouldn’t eat.

She didn’t even eat a few back then, and now she wants them?

Yukbeltire stared blankly with a pale face, saying nothing.

It was like a silent protest that she needed to eat that to regain her energy.

Ihan sighed, fighting back a smile. ‘Sometimes she’s like a child,’ he thought, but he turned and hurried back to the kitchen anyway.

‘Damn it. I should have just given the hot chocolate to Guinan.’

“Oh? Ihan, what are you doing?”

Guinan, who happened to be in the kitchen, looked at Ihan with curiosity.

Ihan replied curtly.

“Making cookies.”

“Hmph. You’re making them for Princess Jo-Urin again.”

Guinan showed unexpected insight.

There was no way he would make cookies for her if she hadn’t done anything good.

“A dragon being treated to cookies. Isn’t that too unfair? It’s not like a fairy tale. And in fairy tales, those dragons are all getting their souls… oh, Ihan. Where did the hot chocolate that was here go?”

“Your sister drank it.”

“…Adenart?!?”

“No. The one above her.”

Ihan finished his answer and turned away. Guinan was bewildered by the confusion and shock.

-What, what kind of person is that! Stealing from a second-year?!

Leaving behind the shouting, Ihan hurried back and threw the cookies into his senior’s mouth.

“Eat quickly and get up. This was originally for the guy who finished the assignment first.”

“Mmmph.”

“By the way, do you understand the improvements a little bit?”

“……”

As he read the written improvements again, the focus in Yukbeltire’s eyes blurred.

Ihan gave up and said.

“Actually, there’s a young headmaster in my basement. He’s the one giving me advice, so stop being shocked and get up.”

Thud!

Ihan stared out the window with a gloomy expression.

For some reason, he missed Senior Diret.

-Welcome. Wizard.

“……”

Yukbeltire’s eyes showed the most intense movement they had shown today. Ihan whispered next to her.

“Calm down. I told you.”

“I’m very calm. You’re the one who should calm down.”

“I’m on the right, not the left.”

Ihan wore a dubious expression at Yukbeltire’s appearance of looking to the left and answering.

Was the shock too great?

The young prince in the picture smiled and spread his arms.

-The proposed magic was certainly excellent. But I’m curious… do you really have to fuse the two magics now?

The young prince knew exactly what magic Yukbeltire was trying to do.

The fusion of these two magics was one of the processes of a grand goal, not the goal itself.

Of course, if she completed it, the process would be greatly reduced, but was it worth challenging to that extent while pushing herself?

-If you don’t fuse these two magics, there will be various possible methods if you take a long time.

“Is that so?”

Ihan looked at his senior with a puzzled expression.

He thought there was a definite reason to combine the two magics to increase efficiency and secure additional dimensions, but he didn’t think there were other methods.

‘Could it be that this person deliberately chose a difficult method because I’m helping him?’

“There is a reason.”

-What reason?

Yukbeltire quietly began to explain.

Professor Buhm Oh was in her school, and the argument with this professor was the start of the incident.

-It’s too hard for you, I’m telling you? Do it in an easier way!

-I don’t think it’s that…

-Ugh! It’s impossible for you because you can’t do magic! If you do it, I’ll crawl around on all fours like a Bendozol for the next semester!

-……

Of course, Yukbeltire had no particular desire to make the school professor crawl around on all fours.

It was a very emotional and wasteful thing that didn’t leave much behind.

“But when I thought about it, I decided that it was worth investing enough for this efficiency…”

-Anyone can see that you want to make her crawl around on all fours!

The young prince pointed out as if he was dumbfounded.

To think that she would drag her disciple into such a difficult magic because of such a trivial reason.

-Wizard. Of course, you may not be able to see ahead because of your anger right now, but please be generous and let go of your heart. Isn’t the wizard’s time too precious to waste on such trivial arguments? Right, Disciple?

“Actually, I really wanted to try this magic too.”

-?!