Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1112

“Anything else you wish to ask?”

The angel, Apazrahon, looked at Ethan with a puzzled expression.

What else could he be curious about, other than the sword not being an angelic blade?

“I don’t know who made that sword. From the craftsmanship, it was probably a demon or a famous craftsman from another world.”

“I-Indeed.”

Ethan nodded.

The angel’s idea seemed right. It was very hard for wizards on their continent to know where magical objects come from.

Unless you travel to other worlds and meet different creatures, how can you tell if a sword was made by an angel, a demon, or some strange monster?

“Then, I’ll leave now.”

“…Wait! Wait!!!”

“???”

Ethan quickly called out to the angel, who was trying to leave again.

This time, the angel looked at Ethan even more strangely.

Why was Ethan calling him back for something unimportant now?

“Where were you just now? How did you appear so suddenly?”

‘Good question, Ethan!’

Professor Garcia cheered him on.

It was surprising that an angel had appeared from the spirit world and acted like they knew Ethan (it even seemed like Ethan had met the angel before), but those things weren’t important.

…Actually, it was a little important, but Professor Garcia decided to ignore it for now. It wasn’t unusual for Ethan to befriend strange beings from other worlds.

What really mattered was how the angel had appeared so quickly.

Surely, he wasn’t following Ethan around…

“I don’t understand what you’re saying. I was watching over you, so I appeared right away.”

The angel gave Ethan an even more curious look. He didn’t understand why Ethan was asking such an obvious question.

“……”

“……”

The already cold air of the spirit world became even colder.

Professor Garcia and Professor Volardi looked at each other.

‘Do you think you can control the angel completely?’

‘I’ll attack as soon as you give the signal.’

Professor Garcia had often heard of demons chasing wizards after magic failed, but an angel chasing someone like this was unheard of.

Weren’t angels supposed to be uninterested in other worlds?

Confused, Professor Garcia prepared himself to protect Ethan. If the angel was bothering Ethan by following him, he was ready to use force if he had to.

“Don’t tell me that ‘I look forward to your continued guidance’ meant you’d keep following me?!”

“Yes, it did. Didn’t you ask me to?”

“……”

“……”

Professor Garcia and Professor Volardi stared at Ethan. Ethan quickly explained.

“No! It’s a misunderstanding!”

“Is it really a misunderstanding…”

“It really is a misunderstanding! Professors!”

It truly was a misunderstanding.

He had just said ‘yes’ when the angel said ‘I look forward to your continued guidance’ and left. How could he have known that the angel would keep following him and watching him?

Leaving Ethan, who felt unfairly treated, Professor Garcia asked the angel a question.

“I have a question. Even if you were following Ethan, we would have noticed if you were doing so in this spirit world. Did you perhaps go to a completely separate world? One only angels can access…?”

“Yes.”

Though there were fewer angels than demons, the angels were known for their strong abilities.

They had strange powers to control worlds that wizards found hard to understand.

Apazrahon used a special dimension called the Dimension of Fading Light.

It wasn’t a separate world, but more like a shadow world.

Once inside, you became like a vague idea, unable to affect the real world, but perfect for watching without being seen.

Apazrahon had been carefully watching Ethan from this shadow world, and when he saw a problem, he came back to the spirit world to give his opinion.

“……”

Ethan was speechless.

‘What kind of strange race is this?’

To be able to enter a strange world that even spirit sense couldn’t detect and watch others…

They seemed even worse than demons.

“Now that I think of it, Pioneer, I have something to tell you.”

Apazrahon spoke to Ethan, as if he had just remembered something.

“…What is it?”

“The magical place where you live is hard to reach because the dimensions are twisted. Please ask the head of the school to fix it.”

Einroguard, with its long history, had layers of magic on it, and the dimensions around it were strangely twisted.

Powerful magic changed the dimensions.

Even the angels, who could freely control dimensions, found it hard to get close to such a place. Apazrahon had been waiting outside Einroguard and could only get back to Ethan when he came out.

To stop this unnecessary waste of time, they needed to ask the head of the school to create a way to reach the school through the dimensions.

“…Indeed! I’ll talk to the Headmaster.”

“Thank you.”

“……”

Professor Garcia looked at Ethan with a complicated expression.

Anyone other than an angel would have known that Ethan was just saying what they wanted to hear.

Would Ethan, unless he was crazy, ask the skeletal Headmaster to create a way for outsiders to enter?

And it was doubtful if that was even possible.

Every time he saw the twisted dimensions around Einroguard, even the great Professor Garcia thought, ‘Where do I even start to fix these twisted points?’

‘Einroguard has its good points.’

Ethan thought to himself.

Of course, he didn’t plan to do it; he was just thankful for Einroguard’s terrible environment.

At least it kept even angels away!

“Let’s finish this first and then talk more.”

Ethan said to Apazrahon.

He wanted to tell him, ‘Why is it rude to follow a wizard around without a word?’, but there were too many people around right now.

Even Jute was staring at them with a strange, uneasy look. He had to explain things to them first.

“Very well. I look forward to many teachings.”

‘What teachings, you crazy bloke?’

Ethan cursed to himself.

The angel was confused, thinking that he could learn something by following Ethan and watching what he did.

It was a silly misunderstanding, and the more he thought about it, the more he hated the Yaksha King.

To force such an angel onto him…

‘…If I went to the Yaksha King and confronted him, wouldn’t that teach the angel something?’

Pop!

As he was thinking, Apazrahon disappeared. The vision, which had been blurry because of the overlapping spirit worlds, returned to normal.

“Is… is something the matter?”

Jute asked, looking worried.

The strange behavior of the three wizards had bothered him.

They were staring at empty air, their lips moving as if they were talking to someone no one else could hear…

‘Wait. Could they have been talking to spirits?’

If they had sensed spirits, it would make sense.

To sense spirits without even using a spirit detection spell… that was truly amazing.

So, they were really wizards from Einroguard?

“Well… Master Jute. There’s something I need to tell you.”

Ethan said hesitantly.

As a member of the Black Magic school, he didn’t want to embarrass another black magician, but this was important.

It was hard to know what would happen if they used the wrong sword when the spirit’s weakness was celestial beings.

“What…?”

“This sword isn’t actually made by an angel.”

“……”

Jute’s face turned hard.

Trembling, Jute looked at Ethan and shouted.

“So, you’ve finally shown your true colors! Are you trying to insult me because I’m a black magician! Are you saying that a black magician can’t be trusted!”

“No, I’m also from the Black Magic school…”

“Kalarogard might not be as famous as Einroguard, but it’s just as good! I’ll prove it to you right now!”

“We respect all magic schools… Except for Valdrogard, but anyway, why would we disrespect Kalarogard?”

Ethan tried to convince him, but Jute was stubborn.

Seeing that he had no choice, Ethan sighed. It was better to find a quick solution than to cause trouble with an outsider.

“…Apazrahon? Can you help me out? If you’re listening, please come down in a physical body.”

“Who… who are you calling?”

Before Jute could finish his question, a large mass of flesh suddenly appeared.

This lump of meat, like a slime, quickly turned into a human form. Apazrahon, having forced himself into a human body, cleared his throat.

“Ah. Ah. Ah. Can you hear me clearly?”

“I can hear you, but you might want to put your eyes in the front instead of the back of your head…”

“I see. Thank you for pointing that out. The appearance of humans is still new to me.”

Apazrahon reshaped his body again.

Since angels existed as pure souls in their own world, physical bodies made of organs were sure to be unfamiliar.

The adventurers and knights were amazed. Even for those who had seen a lot in life, seeing an angel was rare.

But they could feel it.

The being in front of them was an angel!

What else could give off such a presence? Jute stammered as he asked.

“A-Are you really an angel…?”

“Yes.”

“Do Einroguard wizards summon angels and take them along?!”

“……”

Ethan didn’t know where to start explaining. Professor Garcia, unable to watch any longer, answered instead.

“You can think of it as something like that.”

“R-Really… amazing. I knew Einroguard’s magic was great, but to think they were also finding ways to make deals with angels…”

“…Anyway, it’s been proven that Ethan wasn’t lying, right? We also learned about it from that angel.”

At Professor Garcia’s words, Jute nodded, dazed.

With such proof before his eyes, he had nothing more to say. He was so ashamed that he wanted to hide, feeling like he had made a big fuss over nothing.

“I have nothing to say… Wait, student?”

Jute paused, about to apologize, his face red.

Hadn’t he just called Ethan a student?

“Yes? Yes. Ethan is a student.”

“Weren’t you a professor?! I clearly heard you being called professor earlier…”

“Professor Begrek and I are professors, but Ethan is still a student.”

“……”

Jute blinked and looked at Ethan again.

Now that he looked again, he did seem like a student. He felt strange about why he had thought he was a professor.

Huh?

‘…Why, why did I think he was a professor…?’

“Wait. Ethan? Ethan of the Wodanaz family? …Are you perhaps from the Black Magic school?!”

At Jute’s words, his friends grabbed his shoulders as if they couldn’t take it anymore.

No matter how much they trusted their leader, today was too much.

“Stop it, Jute! You’re really acting strange today!”

“Stop clinging! There’s no way that person is a black magician!”

“……”

Ethan, who was about to say that he was, felt very awkward.