Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 684

The wizards snapped out of their daze when they heard those words.

They thought about it and realized they didn’t understand why they had been standing there, watching the boy fight alone.

“Annoying—little—gnats—!”

The Duke of Pride frowned as he saw the wizards preparing dozens of spells, chanting magic words.

Wizards might not be very strong, but they were always annoying because they were clever.

The spells they were casting were like that.

They knew it would be hard to hurt the Duke of Pride directly, so they were casting spells to weaken the entire area.

Spells of pure light to push back evil, spells to resist evil, spells to break the connection to the Netherworld, and so on.

These weakening spells wouldn’t do much damage to the Duke of Pride by themselves, but it would be a different story if dozens of them piled up.

Also, some of the wizards were preparing powerful magic.

It would take a while, but if they finished, it would hurt the Duke of Pride a lot.

“Worried? Why don’t you leave now, even though it’s late?” Percuntra teased, as if he knew what the Duke of Pride was thinking.

The longer the fight went on, the better it was for Percuntra, not the Duke of Pride, because it was hard to tell who would win.

The Duke of Pride might have been counting on the gate behind him, but Percuntra had an ally who was just as strong, if not stronger.

The Duke of Pride hadn’t expected that, so he was already losing.

‘An Einroguard—wizard, was it? Your—skills—have—improved—while—I—wasn’t—looking—.’

“Hmm, that’s…” Percuntra stopped when the Duke of Pride saw Lee Han and praised the Einroguard students.

It was like saying all wizards were amazing just because the Headmaster was incredibly powerful. It wasn’t a fair comparison.

‘Fine—fine—I’ll—retreat—I’ve—lost—today—!’

Percuntra was happy that the Duke of Pride was giving up, and he whispered to Lee Han.

“-Congratulations! You’ve won!”

“-Huh? Weren’t you going to put him in Einroguard’s deepest, darkest prison?”

Percuntra was shocked by this bold first-year student.

“-How could you put the Duke of Pride in prison like that! Do you think he’s just some regular demon!”

“-Can’t you imprison even famous demons?”

“-That’s only possible when a demon is too greedy and gets tricked. You can’t do it otherwise!”

“-The Headmaster…”

“-Are you that demon?”

Lee Han hesitated, wondering if he should mention the Wodanaz family, but he decided not to. It didn’t seem like a good idea.

“-The Duke of Pride has fought with Gonadaltest and knows about Einroguard. Don’t underestimate him! It’s better to let him go when he’s being polite. How many people do you think would die here if he went crazy?”

“-I understand.”

If the demon knew about the Skull Headmaster, he probably wouldn’t be trapped in the Bottomless Depths.

He’d rather kill himself and be reborn in the Demon Realm!

‘Wizard—I—want—to—know—your—name—’

“Osu of the Gonadaltest family!”

The Duke of Pride, Percuntra, and even Diret stared at Lee Han, speechless.

Lee Han realized his mistake.

‘I said he fought with the Headmaster, how could I make such a mistake!’

He was trying to think of a wizard whose name wouldn’t cause problems even if a powerful demon bothered them, and the Skull Headmaster’s name came to mind right away.

“Bible of the Verdus family…”

‘Alright—wizard—. It—seems—you—don’t—want—to—reveal—your—name—.’

The Duke of Pride chuckled.

‘But—natural—power—leads—to—destiny—just—like—our—meeting—today—we—will—meet—again—for—sure—!’

‘What nonsense,’ thought Lee Han, disgusted.

“Demon Duke, do you think you can leave safely after destroying this place!” one of the wizards shouted angrily.

The Duke of Pride replied, surprised.

‘What—right—do—you—have—after—happily—watching—the—fight—between—me—and—the—wizard—?’

The wizards blushed.

He was right.

‘Be—happy—that—you—saved—your—lives—today—what—could—be—better—!’

As soon as he finished, the Duke of Pride opened a new gate to another dimension.

Even though Diret’s magic had sealed off the existing gate and weakened the power, he easily broke through space with his remaining strength.

The Duke of Pride bowed politely and disappeared through the gate. Percuntra stopped the integration after making sure the gate was completely closed.

“Good job. I’m going back now!”

Lee Han fell forward. He didn’t have any strength left.

“…Mr. Percuntra… I can’t… feel any strength in my body…?

“Hmm! You used too much strength. You’ll get better if you rest. You have magic power, after all.”

“Earlier, you said it would only be muscle pain…”

Percuntra was also embarrassed, so he quickly said goodbye and went back to his own place.

Lee Han cursed Percuntra in his mind as he lay on the floor.

‘You can’t trust spirits after all!’

“Junior, are you alright!? Can you hear me?” Diret rushed over, worried.

He couldn’t help but worry when his junior, who had summoned a Great Spirit and fought for so long, collapsed from exhaustion.

“Any pain? Do you feel a burning pain? Is lightning burning your body…?”

“I just don’t have any strength.”

“Nothing else? Is that all?”

“…’Is that all,’ you say.”

Lee Han sounded a little resentful.

Someone collapsed, and that’s all?

Diret realized his mistake and tried to hide his embarrassment as he explained.

“No, that’s not what I meant. If you use a spirit’s power too much or force an integration, you get a reaction. You might lose magic power or the spirit’s power might burn your body… you don’t have anything like that?”

“No.”

Diret sighed in relief.

He had been worried about the worst, but it seemed he had avoided it.

Being exhausted to the point of not being able to feel strength was a small price to pay.

“That’s a relief…”

“You say that’s a relief now?”

“You must have misheard me. Don’t worry. You can recover from this kind of exhaustion easily.”

Diret helped his junior sit up and took out a potion, dropping three drops into his mouth.

“This is a Pulsatilla potion. Don’t try to use force, and slowly circulate your magic power, focusing on the feeling returning to your fingertips and toes. When you’re very tired, you need to revive your senses first.”

“There’s a better way,” Yukbertire said, suddenly poking his head in. Diret was so surprised that he almost hit his friend with the potion bottle.

“What is it?”

“There are excellent healing wizards at the mansion where I’m staying. Diret, wouldn’t it be better to let a professional school handle it instead of just doing first aid? Don’t you think that would be better?”

“Ah. In that case…” Diret’s face lit up.

It was convenient to have a rich friend at times like this.

“Can I trouble you a bit?”

“Of course.”

“It’s been a long time since you being rich has been helpful!”

“Of course,” Yukbertire nodded as Diret praised him for the first time in a while.

‘It doesn’t sound like praise…?’ Lee Han thought, but he couldn’t answer because he was focusing on regaining control of his body by circulating his magic power.

“Then immediately… just a moment.” Diret stopped as he was about to carry his junior to Yukbertire’s mansion.

He felt uneasy.

‘Has Yukbertire always been this concerned about people?’

It was the same feeling he had before, when he saw the Skull Headmaster cleverly coaxing and making a deal with the summoned demon…

“…Yukbertire.”

“What is it?”

“Why did you ask about this junior’s family earlier?” Lee Han wondered what was going on as Diret’s voice turned cold.

Yukbertire answered calmly.

“I heard stories about a freshman from the Wodanaz family.”

“Why about him taking Dark Magic, Alchemy, and Enchantment Magic?”

“I heard those stories too. Why are you asking such pointless questions, Diret?”

“Just answer me. Then what were you going to make this junior do after taking him to the mansion and helping him recover?”

“Of course, my research…”

“…Get away, you Verdus Professor-like trash!” Diret swung his staff and cursed.

Yukbertire looked hurt and said, “Do you think I look like a stupid person like Professor Verdus? Take that back, Diret. I don’t understand why you’re saying such things.”

“You’re more… no, not more, but just as evil a wizard as Professor Verdus! Hey! Drag this person out! He’s trying to kidnap this wizard!”

The wizards who had been checking the area for any connections to other dimensions rushed over.

Who would try to kidnap the young wizard who had summoned the Great Spirit to protect them…

“…Ah, no. Mr. Yukbertire…”

“Mr. Yukbertire was trying to kidnap him?”

Diret thought it wouldn’t work and nudged Lee Han.

“Junior, say something too.”

“Quickly! Whose junior are you?”

Strictly speaking, he had taken both Dark Magic and Enchantment Magic, so he belonged to both, but Lee Han knew that the Enchantment Magic senior wouldn’t be much help, so he chose the Dark Magic senior.

“That person was trying to kidnap me…”

“Mr. Yukbertire, please come with us!”

“There seems to be a misunderstanding. I was just going to take him to my mansion to help him recover…”

“And then he was going to force me into his research!”

“That’s kindness.”

The wizards seemed to understand who the worse person was from Lee Han’s answer.

“Please come with us, I won’t say it twice!”

“Are you foolish wizards going to ruin my artifacts and interfere with my next research? How unfortunate.” Yukbertire left, his words leaving the wizards feeling uneasy and annoyed. Only then did Diret feel relieved.

“Please call some healing wizards here. I’ve done first aid, but it seems like the professionals should do the more specialized stuff.”

“Don’t worry. We’re preparing it now!” The wizards who had participated in the exchange meeting thanked him respectfully.

Considering what the young wizard had done, no magic was too precious.

The healing wizards were gathering all the ingredients they had and preparing the most powerful healing magic.

“Since we used Al-Azard’s Tears, we can recover quickly even if we lose a lot of magic power…”

“Ah. My magic power has all recovered, so please take care of my physical recovery.”

The wizards were confused by Diret’s words and looked at each other.

The healing wizards who had been told also came, unable to understand.

“I’m sorry, but you can’t just decide the order of healing magic! The most important thing is magic power. You have to recover magic power…”

“Just check my magic power,” Diret said, sounding tired.

Diret had used so much magic that he didn’t have the energy to explain.

The healing wizards checked Lee Han’s magic power, still confused.

Then they fell back in surprise.

“H… h… how…?!”

“Now that you understand, please skip the magic power and take care of other recovery.”

“Al, alright. Just a moment. But…”

“What is it again?”

“Are you perhaps Mr. Diret?” The wizards next to him looked up when they heard the healing wizard’s words.

They seemed to have heard Diret’s name earlier.

“That’s right! How is your research on the fake-endless motion machine using demonic magic power going? I was really impressed by that idea…”

Lee Han was horrified by the ominous research name and looked at his senior.

Diret, forgetting to hide his name, quickly made excuses.

“Even if the name sounds like that, the research is much more peaceful than you think!”