Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 751

“First, I must say, you are very wicked. But you’re missing one thing. Do you really think you can escape this place with my help?”

Antagonald’s voice cut through the air, sharp as glass.

The doppelganger was crazy, yes, but his magic was immense. It crackled around him, a dangerous, unpredictable power.

He was a powerful archmage from long ago. But now, he was more than just alive. He was magic itself, like a monster from another world.

Even for Antagonald, tricking such a powerful enemy and escaping wouldn’t be easy.

At the very least, Antagonald would have to attack directly, which would almost certainly lead to his death.

Let the Wodanaz kid report him, Antagonald thought. That was the smart way out.

“I never planned to escape with only your help. I’ll have help from the outside.”

“The Imperial Archmage? He can’t come. Stop dreaming.”

Antagonald sneered as Ethan hoped for the Skull Headmaster.

The Imperial Archmage was a wizard so great that even the title of archmage wasn’t enough, but everyone has weaknesses.

The crazy doppelganger didn’t care much about other wizards or people coming near. But he was very aware if his real body was close.

If the Imperial Archmage came here, a fight would start right away.

And that fight would be so fierce that everything would be destroyed.

The Headmaster can’t risk such a big sacrifice.

The Headmaster leaving a rude stranger alone in his territory showed he wouldn’t risk a big fight.

How could any stranger in the Empire be so arrogant in the Headmaster’s territory?

“Why would the Archmage come out?”

Ethan’s reaction was so calm that Antagonald’s sneer seemed pointless.

Antagonald paused, a flicker of confusion in his eyes.

“Wait,” he said, a little faster now. “Isn’t the Headmaster the lord of Einroguard and… the headmaster here? Of course, he’d help a student, right?”

“No way. I think the Headmaster is letting things happen because he thinks it’s a good chance to learn magic.”

“Really?”

Antagonald didn’t need to defend the Skull Headmaster, but he found himself doing it.

Of course, the criminal himself thought it was a good chance to learn magic.

He could lose his life, but where else could he learn ancient magic? A life was a small price to pay.

But it didn’t seem like the Imperial Archmage would see it that way.

If he was that kind of wizard, he wouldn’t be the lord of Einroguard in the first place…

“Ha! Who knows better, a student like me, or a criminal like you?”

“Anyway, the other students are helping me from outside. They’ll break through the magic across the mountains.”

Ethan didn’t trust the Skull Headmaster, but he trusted Diret.

His senior would gather Ethan’s friends and make a path for them.

“Students! If they break through the magic from outside, that’s good.”

Antagonald calmed down and replied.

If someone shook the magic from outside, the crazy doppelganger would have to focus on fixing it.

Because he had spread the magic so widely, even a small crack would take effort to fix.

Then, his attention would be there, and Antagonald could make a path in another part of the magic.

But there was a problem with this plan.

“But students can’t damage this magic. You underestimate your master too much!”

“Aren’t you underestimating my senior too much? You don’t even know who it is, do you?”

Just then, Einroguard’s whisper brought a new message.

It was a message from Diret. Weak handwriting appeared quickly.

-Junior. Many students are trying to break through the magic, but they aren’t making much progress. I’m sorry…

“What’s wrong?”

“My senior says he’ll shake the magic soon to open a path.”

Ethan lied without changing his expression. Then, he replied quickly.

-Don’t worry! I’ve mastered 5th circle magic. I’ll be fine for a while.

Even though it was Monday morning, the ‘Junior Rescue Camp’ buzzed with activity. Students hurried between tents, their faces grim with determination.

Inside the magic tent in the center of the camp, Yukbeltire carefully lifted the magic diagram drawn on paper.

“No attack works… beautiful.”

“Beautiful? Are you crazy? We haven’t even made a scratch all weekend, and you’re saying that?”

“Diret, just because you don’t understand magic that’s above your level and make it sound unimportant doesn’t change anything…”

“Hey, get lost. I don’t need you. And I’m not helping with the research.”

Yukbeltire looked truly surprised.

How could he say such rude things?

“But you promised?”

“I said I’d help if it was helpful. Has it been helpful? You incompetent wizard. It would have been better to call Professor Verdus!”

“How can you say that? Can’t you see how I’m helping to analyze the magic here, Diret?”

“Analysis is only good if it helps!”

With a frustrated yell, Diret snatched the diagram from Yukbeltire and threw it up in the air. Papers fluttered down around them.

Yukbeltire hurried to explain, flustered by his friend’s harsh words.

“If the magic I’m preparing is finished, it can definitely make a difference…”

“It’ll take half a year!”

“I can make it five months…”

“Yeah, get lost!”

“Please calm down, both of you. The juniors outside will hear and worry,”

Illeg said urgently.

The two close friends often argued, but today was too much.

“Mr. Diret, did something happen?”

“Did something happen? Yes. My junior is about to die, and he’s babbling about it taking five months!”

“If he dies in the territory, we can bring him back…”

“Um, Ms. Yukbeltire, that’s not a good thing to say right now.”

Illeg quickly covered the princess’s mouth.

If he left her alone, someone might die here before the junior did.

Diret, who had been venting his anger, sighed and sat down hard.

“My junior sent a message saying he’s mastered 5th circle magic. He probably sent it to tell me not to worry.”

“Is it possible he really did it?”

Diret and Yukbeltire scolded Illeg at the same time.

“Are you even serious?”

“Chaegla, don’t overestimate your juniors so much.”

The president of the library club looked a little sad.

With the Wodanaz family’s talent, wasn’t it possible he really did it?

Yukbeltire, watching Diret’s mood, cleared his throat and spoke.

“Diret.”

“Yukbeltire, think carefully about what you’re about to say. If you make me angry now… do you remember what happened the year before last? You’ll end up like that again.”

Yukbeltire thought for a moment, then wrote something on a piece of paper and showed it to Illeg.

Then, he asked softly.

“Does this sound like something Diret, who has lost his mind, would be okay with hearing?”

“Mr. Yukbeltire, please keep your voice down… Yes, I think it’s okay.”

Yukbeltire nodded after hearing Illeg’s confirmation and asked.

“It’s Wednesday now, right?”

“Yes.”

“The junior is still not dead.”

“Yes.”

“Then I think we can forget about the weekend death idea you mentioned, Diret. The junior might live longer than you think…”

Illeg whispered urgently again.

“You didn’t show me the rest of the sentence. Why are you adding it on your own?”

“I was trying to offer some comfort that Diret wanted to hear.”

“I don’t think it’s very good. Please stop.”

Diret, who was listening to their conversation, thought hard.

It was true that, unlike what he had worried about, Diret’s junior seemed to be doing well even with the crazy doppelganger.

He didn’t know how he was persuading him, but…

‘He really mastered 5th circle magic and showed off his talent, didn’t he?’

He thought it was the least likely story, but nothing else made sense.

“Senior Yukbeltire.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Professor Verdus has sent a letter.”

A letter flew into the magic tent.

Yukbeltire picked up the letter gracefully and threw it into the bonfire in the middle of the clearing.

“Is it okay to burn it like that?”

“Of course, it’s okay. It’s useless anyway,”

Yukbeltire replied as if it were obvious.

It was clearly useless content telling him to make and submit several artifacts that Professor Verdus was teaching this semester.

If he wanted to see the artifacts, he should make them himself. Why was he making Yukbeltire do it?

“Let’s get more students to help and finish faster. We need to get him out before the vacation at least. Chaegla, can I ask you a favor?”

The glasses-wearing bear beastkin nodded gently at Diret’s words.

“I’m happy to help my junior. What can I do?”

“Threaten the juniors and drag them over here.”

Illeg was slightly hurt.

“Professor Garcia?”

“Yes, Professor Begreck.”

“It seems we need to put a new gag on Professor Verdus.”

“Ah, thank you.”

Professor Garcia waved his wand and tightened the gag on Professor Verdus’s mouth.

The magic was almost done.

Professor Verdus struggled on Professor Garcia’s shoulder, but the sealing magic held firm.

There was a reason why the honorable professor was being kidnapped and dragged to the mountains.

It started the night before.

-Professor Bible! Are you there?

-Come in! Cough!

The two professors who visited Professor Verdus’s workshop subdued and kidnapped him.

Professor Verdus had faced all sorts of attackers and assassins sent by investors.

Of course, his workshop was always ready for such situations, but his fellow professors were stronger than he expected.

“You know this is a secret from the Headmaster, right?”

“I know.”

Professor Garcia asked Professor Volardy again, feeling uneasy.

Unlike the other professors, he could never guess what this vampire professor was thinking.

‘Student Ethan, hold on a little longer.’

The Skull Headmaster told the faculty to wait, but the professors of Einroguard didn’t usually listen to him.

Professor Garcia decided to find trustworthy colleagues and help directly instead of trusting the Headmaster.

First, the reliable battle mage, Professor Begreck.

Luckily, he was close to Ethan, so Professor Begreck agreed right away.

Next was the excellent enchantment mage, Professor Bible.

He was also close to Ethan, so Professor Garcia decided quickly.

-Let’s kidnap him.

-I understand.

As expected, Professor Bible agreed to the kidnapping and was dragged along.

-My student called me! He’s coming to rescue me!

-Don’t lie, Professor. There wasn’t even time for that.

-No! My workshop has defenses!

Unfortunately, he was too loud, so they had to gag him, but the preparations were complete.

“Luckily, the students found the magic’s weak point and are working on it. Let’s go there and try to break through the magic.”

Professor Volardy nodded and took out a sharp stone from his pocket.

Professor Garcia recognized it quickly.

It had incredibly powerful magic, it was…

‘An ancient artifact!’

Where did he get that?

“I borrowed it from the Headmaster’s room. Let’s use this.”