Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1148

The two were silent for a moment.

Was it possible that this wizard had written the cruel, heartless parts himself?

Thankfully, Yukbeltyre hadn’t heard the conversation.

“If you wrote it yourself, it’s fine.”

“That’s right. Wodanaz, you seem like someone who likes the excitement of controlling things that are unstable and dangerous.”

“When did I ever say that…? Well, I suppose I did.”

Sigunting was interested in disposable artifacts with high firepower and output, and he highly valued Ihan, who had chosen such disposable artifacts as his research topic.

Of course, Ihan had created the disposable artifacts to sell them in bulk, not because of those characteristics…

He couldn’t bring himself to reveal the truth in front of his senior, so he nodded and acknowledged it.

-I enjoy such dangers. I feel my magic boiling as I control such instability and danger.

-I knew it. You crazy fellow!

‘His memory is unnecessarily good.’

If it had been Gainando, he would have forgotten, but since they were seniors from the Enchantment Magic School, they didn’t forget such things.

“Impressive.”

Anpagon muttered.

He had been distracted by his junior’s insane audacity, but even without that, this design was impressive enough.

From the rapid current mitigation magic to the magic guiding ships coming and going nearby, everything was meticulously compressed and designed.

If his junior hadn’t revealed it, he might have thought Yukbeltyre had designed it; it was that skillful.

‘This is , and this is …’

Focusing on reading, Anpagon realized one thing.

This junior had learned more of Professor Verdus’s unique magic than he had thought.

In fact, despite bearing the name of the Enchantment Magic School, the students under it hadn’t learned much from Professor Verdus.

From the beginning, the condition for joining the Einroguard Enchantment Magic School was ‘self-study possible’.

Without the genius to learn the magic they wanted on their own through self-study, they couldn’t survive within this school.

Therefore, the magic composition of the school’s students was closer to a composition where each person learned the magic they needed on their own, with no overall uniformity at all…

Surprisingly, this junior was using Professor Verdus’s magic more than he had thought.

Perhaps he had received the most instruction within the school.

No students, including Yukbeltyre, had ever tried to help Professor Verdus with his work so diligently!

“Could it be?”

“Yes?”

Ihan was puzzled by Anpagon’s constant muttering.

He wondered if there was something wrong with the design.

“Wodanaz, the things you volunteered to help Professor Verdus with have resulted in such outstanding enchantment magic skills. Thinking about it that way, even Professor Verdus’s absurd instructions…”

“…Everything you just said, from beginning to end, is completely wrong! Where did you even hear such nonsense?!”

Ihan was unusually furious.

Ihan was furious. He had never worked hard for Professor Verdus, never volunteered, and his skills were definitely not thanks to the professor.

Anpagon was flustered and apologized, but a slight distance had formed between the two seniors and junior.

‘Huh?’

The students felt uneasy as they arrived. This place was known as the ‘River of Endless Sorrow’ for a reason.

Years ago, students escaping the headmaster dropped all their supplies here, and the name stuck.

This river had a fast current and a wide width, making it a good place to test the lighthouse.

There was also a mine nearby (though they had to go there discreetly because giants appeared), and a forest (though one student would occasionally ambush them, claiming to protect the forest), making it even more advantageous for construction.

The problem was that there were more obstacles than expected at the place they arrived.

“Why are trees growing all the way here?”

“Hmm, this is strange. Either forest spirits are acting up, or someone has messed with the forest’s life force.”

Whoosh!

A tree branch grabbed a student’s ankle and hung him upside down.

Falkrius nodded at the sight.

“It’s abnormal, so it seems a student overstimulated it.”

“Let me down quickly!”

“Be careful not to approach the trees. They’re full of vigilance, as if they’ve been given some kind of drug.”

The spread of the forest wasn’t the only problem.

The terrain was distorted as if there had been some kind of accident recently, and huge rocks were embedded everywhere, blocking the view.

-What’s going on?

-Little wizards! Little wizards! Be careful not to steal the sheep!

Even the giants were murmuring near the mountain, looking this way.

The students shouted in aggrieved voices.

“We not steal sheep! Sheep too big!”

“We can’t even steal your sheep! How big do you think they are!”

Despite the seniors’ desperate persuasion, the giants scoffed.

Wizards are good at lying.

“Why are you all fighting?”

Ihan, who arrived late, was puzzled by the sight of his seniors shouting at the giants from afar.

-They tried to steal the sheep! They tried to steal the sheep!

“We didn’t!”

“…Please calm down, both of you.”

Seeing them shouting as if they were judges, Ihan calmed both sides down first.

Falkrius asked in a worried voice.

“Are you sure about this? It seems like we chose the wrong place.”

“Yes. I knew all this when I chose it.”

“Really? It seems difficult to build anything here.”

How on earth was he going to build a lighthouse in this area full of rocks and attacking trees?

Ihan looked at the sky and shouted.

“You can do it now!”

Alright!

The sky suddenly darkened. Something huge was blocking the sun.

It was a Black Dragon.

Uman, the imperial prince and inspector who had come this semester, immediately volunteered, saying he could be of help to the students.

For this dragon, removing trees and grinding rocks was as easy as breathing.

Only enough time for a cup of tea had passed, but the site was instantly flattened. None of the obstacles that had been there before could be seen.

“Thank you, Your Highness!”

“No problem!”

The students, and even the giants, stared at Ihan with astonished eyes.

What on earth just happened?

-He’s controlling the dragon as he pleases, just like the rumors say!

“Senior, stop spreading false rumors…”

Ihan turned his head, wondering which nasty senior was spreading rumors again.

Uman volunteered because of his love for the students, and it was never because Ihan controlled him…

“We didn’t say anything?”

” ?”

Surprisingly, it was the giants who had shouted just now.

When their eyes met, the giants quickly hid themselves. Their size was so large that it was of little use, though.

“No. What kind of bastard is spreading rumors even to the giants?!”

Ihan was shocked.

He understood how rumors could spread among the seniors.

Of course, Ihan had never controlled Uman, but it might have looked like that on the surface, so misunderstandings were possible.

There were many corrupt and dirty-minded seniors in Einroguard, so it couldn’t be helped.

But how did the giants in the mountains know about this?

-I, I heard it from Ikurusha.

As the smartest and wisest of the mountain giants, this giant was also well-versed in the rumors within Einroguard.

Ihan asked again, as if he couldn’t believe it.

“Ikurusha must have heard it from someone too.”

-Ah, I think I heard it from the old Yacha man.

‘That’s why they’re called Yacha!’

Ihan was starting to feel resentment towards the entire Yacha race.

From the Yacha King to the Yacha old man, why were they doing this?

Falkrius, who was listening from the side, chimed in with a curious voice.

“Who did that Yacha hear it from?”

-Maybe the Archmage…? They’re close…

There were many people who could be called Archmage in the Einroguard territory, but there was only one person who was actually called that.

The students were all silent. They felt sorry for their junior for no reason.

“…That’s enough. Let’s all get to work. I was going to ask the giants for help anyway.”

One of the reasons Ihan chose this place was because it was close to the mountain giants.

Powerful strength that couldn’t be imitated with ordinary magic.

If this strength helped, the period could be drastically shortened.

-Huh? Us?

The giants showed a negative reaction, as they were friendly with Ihan but not with the other little wizards.

What if they stole the sheep while helping?

“I will guarantee the safety of the sheep. And if you help, I will make food…”

-He’s going to make food!?

The giants’ eyes sparkled.

This wizard of the Wodanaz family had already been awarded the title of best chef (though he didn’t know it) by the giants since last year, boasting outstanding skills.

The spicy, salty, and pungent taste was a mysterious taste that even the best giant chefs had failed to reproduce.

“…I was going to listen, but I don’t want to anymore when I think about it. Just help me.”

-Why?!

The giants were flustered.

He was clearly going to cook for them, but why did he change his mind!?

Working within the Einroguard territory meant facing all sorts of unexpected dangers.

Ihan had anticipated and prepared for the threats of the giants and the Ilendil, but he made one mistake.

That was the evil danger coming up the river.

-♪♪♪♪!!!

-♩♩♩♩♩!!!!

Few things annoyed the Sirens as much as construction taking place in rivers or seas.

All sorts of pollution, such as noise and mud, directly approached them.

The Sirens gathered here today were planning to deliver one lesson to the wizards of Einroguard: Don’t build buildings by the river!

Under the cover of the night’s darkness, the Sirens quickly sped through the water. Even though they were breaking through the reverse current head-on, their speed did not decrease at all.

Indeed, they were a race that prided themselves on having spirits as ancestors.

Siren, Parthenope, wielded a dagger. It was a dagger she had received as a reward from an Einroguard professor in the past, and it had the effect of absorbing and cutting off magic.

If the students had set up magic to prepare for an attack from the river…

However, the dagger showed no reaction. Some of the Sirens snorted and laughed.

Unlike the old students, the current students were lazy and easily careless.

Parthenope thought so too.

How could they not even set up a single magic spell while doing this construction? Did they not have the wisdom inherited from their ancestors?

Grrrr-

-?!

The Sirens in the water were startled by a sound that shook the ground.

Parthenope, who carefully poked her head out to check, was shocked to see the giants snoring.

Giants and Sirens had not been on good terms since ancient times, but even the Sirens knew that it was rare for giants to help the students with their work.

Why are the giants here?

Confused, Parthenope sent a signal again for the time being. Now was the time to move on.

-♪♪♩…

The destination was visible in the distance. The lighthouse was already almost fully outlined; it was that fast.

As the Sirens prepared to flood the river, Parthenope poked her head out for a final check.

And she made eye contact with Ihan.

“……”

-……