Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1156

“What is happening?!” a man yelled. He was one of Harken’s followers, breathing hard. Harken, their leader, was changing. His skin was twisting, and his face looked like a monster. No wonder they were scared and confused.

If they thought clearly, they would know the priests of Prahgal were likely to blame. Working with Ethan would be smart. But they were too scared and confused to think clearly.

The remnants were wary and suspicious of Ethan. They acted as if he had played some trick on Harken.

Ethan nodded.

“The command is released… Once more, Follow my command!”

“Kraaah!”

The remnants screamed again, just as they had moments before.

They felt terrible pain in their souls.

It was the agony of the worms thrashing about inside them.

Ethan didn’t try to talk to them. There was no time. He knew he had to stop anyone who might become a threat. Quickly stopping them was the best choice.

“Get down, Wodanaz!”

Giselle pushed Ethan down, put a hand on his shoulder, and jumped up. While he was taking the evil god’s power, Harken had attacked Ethan.

Clang!

The clash of swords made a loud, explosive sound. Giselle clicked her tongue softly.

Good swordsmen could tell how skilled their opponent was just by the first clash of their swords. This one blow showed Harken’s skill.

‘He has Aura, and he’s good at using it.’

Giselle could only use Aura a little bit right now. She hadn’t fully mastered it. The Aura could disappear, or she could lose focus at any moment.

In a sword fight, one mistake could be deadly.

Normally, she wouldn’t use Aura, but now wasn’t the time to hold back. She had to fight the enemy until Wodanaz could help with magic.

Aura, with a green glow, mixed with her twin swords, turning into the Moradi family’s Jaun Sword style. The changes were so extreme that the space around them seemed to warp.

But Harken was strong. He held his longsword like a staff, sending out Aura mixed with curses and plagues in a burst.

Even though her swordsmanship was varied, he thought he could win by using brute force, even though he wasn’t thinking clearly.

Giselle lost ground, but she didn’t panic. She knew her opponent was strong from the start. And she was a skilled swordsman.

“?!!”

Harken, not thinking clearly, stopped. He felt something was wrong, like an instinct.

Crack-

A magical chill was seeping into his muscles and bones.

If Harken had been thinking clearly, he would have noticed it sooner.

Sword mages who could also use magic were always tricky opponents. And for someone against magic, they were very annoying.

The magic Giselle used was an enhancement spell, .

When people think of enhancement magic, they think of spells that just increase strength or speed. But good enhancement mages know how to use all kinds of magic in a fight.

was one of those spells. It was hard to notice how it affected you when it first hit.

“Ugh… Ugh.”

The brilliance of this magic was that it was hard to detect.

It kept sending out cold that couldn’t be felt around the person using it, stacking it up, making it hard for the opponent to notice until it was too late.

It was a perfect spell for sword mages like those of the White Tiger Tower, and especially for Giselle, who used many different sword techniques.

The second round began. This time, Giselle attacked first. Even if she was pushed back in swordsmanship, she wanted to make her opponent colder.

The powerful magic swords passed down in her family, Ice Light and Ice Flower, helped Giselle. These two swords visibly scattered cold and also made the invisible cold magic, , stronger.

Realizing that he was deeply trapped in ice, Harken fought back. The Aura of his sword weakened, and suddenly blood came out of his body.

He had turned magic power into a physical form, creating wounds all over his body.

At first, it seemed like he was hurting himself, but it was different when the evil god’s curse filled his body.

The wounds healed quickly, and his muscles swelled up. It was like he was changing into a new creature.

‘That bastard…!’

He was getting rid of the cold on his body that way.

She wanted to check on Wodanaz, but she didn’t have time. She had to trust that Ethan (Wodanaz) was handling his part and focus on her own fight.

Since things had come to this, she had to stop him with her swordsmanship.

The Aura flickering from Giselle’s sword got smaller. But it glowed even brighter.

Magic flowed naturally, as if the weapon was part of her. Giselle realized she was perfectly controlling the Aura.

‘……’

They say fighting strong opponents makes a swordsman better, but why did it have to be at such a bad time?

But, no matter how she felt, her hands and feet were doing the swordsmanship she had practiced many times.

Being able to use Aura meant that you could put your will into the sword, and that you had earned the right to understand the world.

Even though it was rougher than a wizard’s microcosm, a swordsman’s swordsmanship could also touch the world.

If a wizard changed the world, a swordsman tore it apart.

As the Moradi family’s swordsmanship, the Jaun Sword’s secret technique, was used, space warped. The sword Harken swung went in the wrong direction and hit the ground.

Sword strikes hit the body of the enemy who wasn’t thinking clearly. Blood didn’t splatter. Ice went deeper each time the Aura hit.

“Kroooooh!”

Harken threw away the sword and created Aura in both arms. His arms were damaged by the burning Aura, but it didn’t matter as long as he had the power of the evil god worshiper.

Giselle felt sweat as she breathed hard. Enhancement magic like had been prepared before the battle, but her magic power was running out as she used the swordsmanship secret techniques.

‘He’s tougher than I thought!’

Suddenly, she thought of something.

Would that work?

Ice Light was stuck in his left arm. Giselle spun around and plunged Ice Flower into his right arm.

The ice spread out from the swords with a cracking sound. It was a strong attack, but Harken seemed even stronger.

He felt that his opponent was desperate.

Harken tried to tear off both arms and rush in again.

Thud!

The fight ended in a strange way.

Harken, his head blown off by a bullet of wind, fell to his knees. Giselle took a deep breath.

“…It worked.”

I never thought I’d have to use this.

The fight ended with a hidden weapon artifact. It was a magic artifact with a hidden weapon that she had received from Wodanaz. A famous dueling wizard had used this artifact, which launched a bullet of wind from the hilt when activated, dealing a fatal blow.

It was a bit embarrassing that such a simple thing had ended a high-level fight between swordsmen, but…

“Sorry. Moradi.”

Ethan, who had barely controlled the stolen power of the evil god, apologized.

“Forget it. Is that it?”

“Yes.”

Giselle sighed.

Her body was tired, and she didn’t think she could do this again.

‘How did I end up doing this…?’

“From now on, bring Jahan with you.”

“I was thinking about it, but he can’t hide his feelings. If you treat suspicious guys, he will be obvious.”

‘That’s for sure.’

“Kraaah… Kraaah!”

The remaining remnants screamed and glared at Ethan.

They wanted to escape, but the worms in their souls were holding them.

“Stay still. If you don’t want to be more painful.”

Ethan warned them.

Now that he had control, they had no chance to escape.

He felt he could steal the evil god’s power when he grabbed the worms from their souls.

The power of the clergy was like instinct. Just as you don’t think about swinging your arms, power was the same.

Ethan, who had learned the divine magic of another clergy, adapted quickly.

The evil god’s power amplified the life force of the soul and spread contagious plague.

This power controlled the worms and the curse they spread.

The remnants obeyed the command.

“The Empire… Is it okay for an imperial wizard to use such evil power…!”

“Good point.”

Giselle said, and Ethan glared at her.

You can’t even help!

“I’m only using it this time. You have to know the enemy’s power to fight them well.”

“Don’t you know too much? Is it really okay to use that power?”

This time, it wasn’t sarcasm, but concern.

She wondered if he had been affected by the power.

No matter how confident you are, you can’t be so reckless.

“The powers of the clergy are just power, and it’s okay as long as you don’t believe in them. …Of course, it may seem strange that I learned it so quickly.”

“Ah.”

Giselle was surprised.

She thought Ethan wouldn’t care, but he seemed concerned.

Of course, Ethan had learned power like that before, but people’s hearts are not that simple.

“However, my magic skills have improved, and I learned power last year. Also, I have fought the Sanguis Order a lot. I must have felt the structure of the enemy’s power.”

Ethan talked about information that she didn’t care about.

Giselle just wanted to know if it was okay to use it, but she felt bad saying, ‘I’m not curious,’ so she listened.

And it was interesting.

It was possible to copy the power of the clergy with magic.

Both were within the boundaries of magic.

The former was called primitive magic or divine magic, but they were connected.

If he was a good wizard, he could understand and steal the structure of that power.

This divine magic was like instinct.

…Of course, I’ve never heard of anyone stealing the power of the evil god clergy…

“Are you listening? Moradi?”

“Huh? Oh. But shouldn’t you pay attention to the guys in the back?”

Ethan turned around. The remnants were groaning. He had forgotten that he had ordered them to suffer.

“Sorry. I’ll stop it. Now. Tell me what you know about the Sanguis guys.”

“San, Sanguis? We have nothing to do with them…”

Ethan’s face hardened. Screams came from the remnants’ mouths again.

“Aargh!”