Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1067

The spirit screamed, but the young prince didn’t even blink. He was too focused. Right now, only one thing mattered: teaching magic to his student.

What the evil spirit was shouting? Not important.

Maybe, just maybe, the spirit could change and become good. But evil spirits usually stayed evil. The prince didn’t expect much from them.

“I understand! I’ll endure more!”

The prince ignored the spirit’s words again and thought.

It was known for a long time that some stress helps wizards learn better, and the student in front of him was very good at that.

If that was the case, he had to teach as many spells as possible when this happened.

Such a good situation wouldn’t come often, would it?

If it were Headmaster Skull, he would have said, ‘If I need a crisis, I can make one myself!’ but the still young prince was inexperienced and naive, so he didn’t come up with such wicked ideas.

He was just thinking about teaching his student anything more he could when such an opportunity happened to arise.

“‘Is there any other way?'”

“Gaaah!”

Saratan, awakened by Lee Han’s resources and the prince’s support, endured with sheer grit.

His body was constantly collapsing and recovering, but powerful high-level spirits like Saratan weren’t used to pain.

It was truly amazing that such a spirit was enduring so persistently.

“M-Master! Could you perhaps help me a little?”

Lee Han, who believed that the prince would step in on his own if the situation became truly dangerous, shouted in slight panic.

The sound of Saratan screaming was louder than before.

-I understand, student. Now, what did you feel while teleporting just now?

“Huh? Well… um… Saratan here…”

Aghghghghgh!

The young prince gestured. Then, as if he had cast some magic, Saratan’s screams were muted.

-That’s settled.

“Isn’t just reducing the sound not going to… ?”

-Now, student. What did you feel while teleporting just now?

“…I thought it was quite difficult, considering the casting speed and the accurate coordinates.”

-That’s right. Even if you can teleport once, it takes a lot of work to become really good at it.

As one of the most difficult, teleportation magic required a lot of time and effort to master, even after casting it once.

Moreover, there were various advanced attributes to learn additionally.

Normal teleportation, teleporting through magical shields, swapping places with objects…

“‘But what does this have to do with anything right now?'”

Lee Han, who was injecting magic power into the spirit and supporting it with various enhancement spells at the same time, felt anxious.

His master’s explanation didn’t seem immediately necessary for the current situation.

Of course, the teachings on teleportation magic were certainly great, but was it necessary to withstand the pressure from refraction magic?

“Master! I understand. Where should I cast teleportation?”

Lee Han interrupted the prince and shouted.

His level was still immature, but he couldn’t help it. Saratan’s body was literally twisting.

At this rate, Saratan’s will would collapse before Yukbeltire could complete the magic.

-Not yet, student. Listen a little more.

The prince cleverly stalled for time.

Now that it had come to this, he was thinking of teaching a few more teleportation spells.

If possible, he wanted to teach the wizard his own teleportation as well…

Crack!

” ? ”

Lee Han was startled by the loud breaking sound and turned his head.

He wondered if Saratan’s back had broken, but that wasn’t it. Saratan was still holding on.

It was something else that had broken. Lee Han noticed that Yukbeltire’s face was paler than he had ever seen it.

A thin plate made of adamantite had cracked.

The core that had to fix and engrave all this magic had cracked. Lee Han was shocked.

“H-How?! No. I definitely did all the load calculations correctly?!”

The reason why Lee Han and Saratan were suffering so much was to distribute the pressure exerted by the magic casting.

No matter how reliable the adamantite material was, it couldn’t bear the entire load of the magic alone.

Yet, he couldn’t believe that it had cracked like that.

-The adamantite is not as pure as I thought. It has other things mixed in.

“Huh? Of course, we use alloys!”

Lee Han exclaimed in surprise at his master’s answer.

Yukbeltire wasn’t some emperor of a continent, would he use a pure adamantite plate?

Even Headmaster Skull wouldn’t waste it like that…

…He could, but he wouldn’t dare to in front of the students.

“It’s almost impossible for an Einroguard student to obtain high-purity adamantite!”

-Indeed, student. It’s an unfortunate misunderstanding. It’s strange that the adamantite we have is not the same quality as what I expected…

“…Master, you’re not smiling right now, are you?”

Lee Han sensed something was off.

Of course, the young prince always had a smiling face.

But the smile he was wearing now felt like it had some other intention behind it.

As if he was welcoming this situation…

“‘It must be my imagination, right?'”

-Student. Listen. Now that it’s come to this, you have no choice but to learn another new magic.

The young prince’s voice was full of happiness at the thought of being able to teach one more thing.

“I’ll stop it. Get out!”

Yukbeltire shouted coldly from behind.

He felt like twisting Professor Verdus’s neck out of regret, but that wouldn’t bring back the failed magic.

Now was the time to step back without being stubborn.

-Be quiet.

“You have to get out quickly…”

-Now, student. Listen.

Yukbeltire’s voice was also muted. It was truly amazing illusion magic.

“‘No. How did he do that?'”

Lee Han was a student who had learned magic in his own way, but he couldn’t even guess the principle at all.

He didn’t cast it directly on Lee Han, nor did he cast it on Yukbeltire…

“M-Master. Um, Senior is telling us to step back? Isn’t it okay to step back without pushing ourselves too hard?”

-Then, do you think that magician will leave you alone? Won’t he come back and ask for your help again?

The prince tilted his head for a moment as he spoke.

Come to think of it, is that better?

“‘No. He might not ask again.'”

While the prince was pondering, Lee Han was immediately persuaded. Surely that senior was the type of person who would keep chasing after him and bothering him.

…He also had to make Professor Verdus kneel!

“You’re right. What do I have to do?”

-Do you remember the rhythmic spell you showed me in the tower last time?

“Rhythmic spell, you mean…”

Lee Han recalled the conversation he had with the great artist.

A rhythmic spell was a spell that enhanced the power of magic by using music magic.

There were a few ways to make a spell stronger, like repeating spells, but there were few as powerful as a rhythmic spell.

In fact, Lee Han had completed the complex enchantment magic [Bible’s Flying Sword] with the help of the rhythmic spell.

It was a magic that he wouldn’t have been able to cast in the first place because it was so complex and difficult.

-Use that to cast the magic I’m about to tell you.

The Royal Gold.

This magic was a transformation magic passed down in the young prince’s family, that is, the royal family.

All the various transformation magics that Lee Han had learned so far had predetermined results.

[Jarun’s Inelastic Rubber] was a magic that created swamp-like rubber, and [Rock Sand Transformation] was ultimately a magic that created sand.

This fixation of results was an inevitable choice in transformation magic. Otherwise, the difficulty of the magic would skyrocket too much.

However, this magic that the young prince had taken out only had gold in its name, but it wasn’t actually a magic related to gold.

“Oh, dear!”

-?

“It’s nothing.”

This magic changes something into a powerful, unreal substance that’s almost like it can do anything.

That was the Royal Gold.

It was easy to understand if you thought of the Philosopher’s Stone or Dragon Stone.

Of course, any reagent would pale in comparison to those two…

“…I see. Are you saying to replace the damage done to the adamantite with this?”

-It’s enough to block it until the magic is over, student. Once all the refraction magic is over, there’s no need to withstand the pressure anymore.

“But what circle magic is this?”

-Hurry, student! Quickly!

Lee Han looked at Saratan.

It seemed impossible to do this magic with teleportation as well, and he would have to leave Saratan for a while.

“Are you okay…”

-He says he’s okay. Now!

The prince covered Saratan’s mouth and relieved some of the burden instead. Then, he gestured for him to go quickly.

“‘Is he really okay?'”

Feeling such doubts, Lee Han moved quickly. He saw Yukbeltire mouthing something.

“What are you doing, Senior?”

Yukbeltire, who usually didn’t express his emotions well, shook his hand with an angry face.

He pointed at Lee Han, then pointed outside the basement.

He was going to stop the magic, so get out quickly…

-Student!

“Ah, I understand.”

Lee Han moved to the adamantite plate in the painting. Yukbeltire stomped his feet as if he was frustrated to death, then glared at the prince.

The young prince smiled innocently.

At that sight, Yukbeltire raised the young prince’s danger level to the highest in his mind.

Meanwhile, a song flowed from behind. Yukbeltire turned around in confusion at the sound that didn’t fit the urgent situation.

“‘Refraction…!'”

The [Ahiman’s Refraction] magic was slowly being engraved on the plate.

The adamantite plate, which had cracked and seemed like it would spit out the magic at any moment, was maintaining its shape.

Looking at it with surprised eyes, pure gold was sparkling in the cracked gaps of the plate.

It wasn’t real gold, but gold from outside reality formed by magic.

The gold maintained the magic in place of the lost adamantite. Yukbeltire, realizing the principle, looked at his junior again in surprise.

Even so, how could he cast such high-level transformation magic so casually?

“Master! Is this being maintained properly?!”

-Try to maintain it a little longer, student. You’re doing well.

“No, it’s not being maintained…”

Lee Han was flustered when he saw the pure gold about to lose its power and return to its original form at any moment.

It needed magic power like a fire needs wood, always wanting more.

“‘Am I casting the magic wrong??'”

Amidst the confusion, Lee Han trusted his master and continued to maintain the magic. It was fortunate that he didn’t have to worry about magic power.

The young prince smiled at the sight.

Originally, he should have cast a few magic power securing spells and entered, but as expected, his student was enduring even without it.

He almost wished that one or two more accidents would happen.

-Are you okay, Spirit?

“Yes… Thank you for your concern…”

-Are you really okay? You don’t seem like you’re about to collapse, or that you can’t endure it, do you?

“I’m fine! That guy is enduring, so I’m good too!”

The young prince sighed invisibly.

This spirit wasn’t very helpful.