Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 921

Far away, an ancient archmage and a king from another world were probably still confused. But Ihan didn’t know about that. He was busy with his >Practical Healing Magic< exam. The exams in the Healing Magic School were usually similar. The goal was to survive while healing the patients who came in. ‘Junior, congratulations! We’re lucky!’ ‘Huh???’ Ihan was surprised by what his senior said. The hunter in front of him had been throwing up purple slime for a while. What was lucky about that? But the Healing Magic School senior looked genuinely happy. ‘The patients are coming here themselves!’ the senior exclaimed. ‘Have you heard? People are saying the roads are blocked because there are so many wild flying monsters all of a sudden!’ Patients from all over the Empire visited Einroguard for different reasons, but they could only do that if the roads were open. It wasn't easy to visit Einroguard when wild wyverns were flying around like crazy, no matter how much people wanted to go. If that kept happening, the worst things that could happen were: -Pack up the artifacts. We’ll have to visit in person. -…… The students in the Healing Magic School were already tired. It was very hard for them to go outside and find patients because of the monsters. But, even though the rumors said that, the patients were arriving at Einroguard on their own mounts. What luck! ‘I, I see. Lucky indeed.’ ‘Right?!’ The Healing Magic School senior smiled with relief and hurried to the new patient. The new patient’s left hand kept turning into different metals. ‘I think the senior needs to be treated as a patient, too.’ Ihan thought to himself. Of course, it was good if the senior was happy, but… …still, there’s a limit, right? ‘Gack, gack. Gaaack.’ The hunter who had been throwing up purple slime waved his arms around. Bartrec quickly grabbed a bucket and threw it into the magical bonfire to burn it. ‘Here. Vomit more.’ ‘Keeeugh.’ The hunter glared at Bartrec with angry eyes. A magician should be trying to heal him, but he kept telling him to throw up. But Bartrec was using a normal way to treat him. ‘Other than the slime vomit, everything else is normal. In this case, it’s best to leave it alone.’ Bartrec checked the hunter’s condition again. His body temperature and pulse were normal. Bartrec guessed the hunter was infected by bad magic or a curse. But the hunter wasn't dying. So, Bartrec thought it was best to wait and see if he got better on his own. Bartrec knew if he tried to find out exactly what was wrong too quickly, the magic or curse could become worse. This would only put the hunter in more danger. ‘Bartrec. It looks like a weak parasite is attached to his soul.’ ‘Huh? What did you say??’ The dwarf friend who was running over with a new bucket was surprised by what Ihan said. ‘Did he check it in the meantime?!’ It was impossible to check the other person’s condition without using detection or search magic. Bartrec frowned, wondering if his friend from the Wodanaz family had done something while he was moving the bucket. ‘Wodanaz! We clearly agreed! We wouldn’t use magic because it could get worse!’ ‘I didn’t use magic.’ ‘What?’ ‘I said I didn’t use magic. Look.’ Ihan slowly reached out his hand. Then, the weak parasite attached to the hunter’s soul began to be pulled out. He didn’t use magic or any other method. He interfered with the other person’s soul just by using his will. ‘Here.’ With a gesture, the parasite that had been pulled out of the soul disappeared. The hunter blinked in surprise because his body suddenly felt lighter. ‘Wh… what? How did you find out that a weak parasite was attached to his soul without using magic? And how did you remove it??’ Bartrec shouted, staring at Ihan with shocked eyes. Even the hunter who had been throwing up purple slime looked surprised. He was so surprised that he stared without spitting out the slime in his mouth. He had sensed the soul and interfered with it without using any special magic? ‘Geeeugh…?’ ‘Really, you didn’t use any magic? Is it perhaps some kind of blessing?’ ‘Um. Well, you see.’ Ihan wondered how to explain. There is a strange and powerful magical being, like a thought made real, in the mountains right now, and while helping this guy, I realized some ancient magic, and when I realized that, my abilities related to the soul got stronger… ‘This is going to be a long story.’ ‘It might be a bit of a long story to explain, is that okay?’ ‘Of course!’ ‘Geeeugh!’ The two agreed. Basically, sensing and interfering with the soul was a special talent, just like sensing and interfering with spirits. Not only the Illusion Magic School but also other magic schools had many areas that dealt with the soul. People in magic schools studied souls in many ways. They learned to see the colors of souls to guess feelings, or even grab and tear souls apart. Some could even take their own soul out and make copies of it, and much more. But the ability that the boy from the Wodanaz family showed was simple but amazing. He could sense and interfere without using magic. ‘There’s something like an ancient archmage’s thought-form in the Einroguard Mountains right now…’ “……” “……” The two looked a little worried when they heard the story that started much further in the past than they thought. …so I was tricked by that evil Yaksha King and ended up making a contract I didn’t have to make. Do you understand so far?’ ‘I’ll listen to the rest later. Wodanaz!’ Bartrec finally gave up listening and had to go back to taking care of the patients. ‘Thank you, magician! I won’t forget your kindness.’ The hunter, who had spat out all the slime in his mouth, thanked him. Ihan picked up a quill and asked. ‘But how did you get infected with such a parasite? Parasites that cling to the soul are rare.’ He wasn't just curious. These records would help other students later, so he had to write them down properly. The hunter looked embarrassed as he replied. ‘Well, I made a bet with a friend… to go into a ruin and come out.’ ‘A ruin? What kind of ruin are you talking about?’ Even if it was the same ruin, the danger could be very different. Ruins like mountain lodges used by old hunters were usually safe, but ruins like magic towers used by old magical criminals were as dangerous as the upper levels of Einroguard. ‘It wasn’t that strong of a parasite, so maybe it’s a small magic tower ruin?’ ‘I heard rumors that it was a ruin where an evil god who was destroyed in ancient times stayed.’ “……” Ihan immediately became serious. The hunter knew he had done something reckless, and he looked down at the floor. ‘That’s… I’m sorry. This is… What is alcohol! What is a bet!’ ‘If you get cursed by such a bet next time, go to Valdrogard.’ He said that, but when he thought about it, it was not likely that it was really an evil god-related soul parasite. If it was such a great guy, it would have been much stronger, and Ihan wouldn’t have been able to pull it out with just his willpower without using any special magic. ‘Maybe the rumors are wrong, or it’s contamination left by magicians who came into the ruins and experimented after that.’ What are you doing now? ‘!’ Ihan was happy to see the illusion of the mad doppelganger coming out of the >Echo Stone< in his staff and greeted him. ‘Master! You’ve come to your senses!’ The royal has never lost his mind. Don’t worry about useless things, you disciple. ‘Um. He’ll get angry if I bring up the past, right?’ Ihan didn’t want to use the ancient young skeleton headmaster as an example and ask, ‘How about trying to be your kind old self again?’ When he thought about it, if Professor Verdus came and said, ‘Come back to your obedient self when you were a freshman, Wodanaz!’ Ihan would probably hit him too. What are you doing now? ‘I’m taking an exam.’ You didn’t understand the meaning of the question. I’m not really asking what you’re doing… -Wodanaz! This way! ‘Ah. I’ll contact you again later. I’m busy right now.’ Ihan turned off the stone and hurried away. It seemed like his senior needed help because of the way he was calling him. A little later. How dare you? ‘No. I told you I’d contact you again later!’ Ihan was shocked by the mad doppelganger’s illusion that came out again. Why was he doing this when he had promised not to come out on his own last time? ‘Maybe he forgot because he was shocked by the twist.’ Now compare the vast sea of magic in front of you, disciple, with these miserable and insignificant beings scattered here. Which is more valuable? ‘The latter. I’m taking an exam right now.’ Ihan scolded the mad doppelganger as if he was talking nonsense. It was good that he had come back to his senses, but he kept talking nonsense as if he was still shocked. …No matter how much he had helped, this attitude right now… The mad doppelganger was about to tell the disciple that he was being rude. Whether he did or not, Ihan checked the patient and then talked to his senior. ‘No. How did his intestines turn into cotton?!’ ‘Calm down! It’s not the worst yet.’ ‘How is it not the worst when it’s full of cotton… Let’s call the professor!’ ‘No! The professor is busy right now too!’ ‘Then… Ah. Master. Please help us since you’re here. Do you know what kind of magic this is?’ A curse using triple transformation magic. Pathetic. To be deceived by such an appearance. ‘Indeed…! Such a trick!’ A trick often used by the riffraff. Ihan admired the mad doppelganger’s advice and immediately followed it. It was confusing the magicians who were trying to undo the transformation magic in several layers. More than that, right now… ‘Master. Is it better to heal this curse right away, or should I just let it recover with potions?’ Of course, you should leave it alone. Is that even a question? The mad doppelganger answered again. He couldn’t ignore it because the disciple was asking such stupid questions. The royal means, the doppelganger said, his voice cold, this silly exam is a waste of your time. You should come back now and get your vision, Disciple. ‘Yes, yes. I’ll contact you again after I finish this.’ Ihan, who had gotten everything he needed, turned off the Echo Stone without any hesitation. The Healing Magic School senior next to him asked, amazed. ‘What kind of artifact was that just now? It has amazing performance?’ ‘Haha. Thank you.’ There were some wise artifacts that answered the owner’s questions, but the stone in Ihan’s staff was one of the best. After all, the person answering was someone of high status… As the annoying person disappeared, Ihan’s work got faster. After helping the patients in his area and emptying the beds, it was time for a short break. ‘Rest! Rest!’ ‘Quickly go down and collapse!’ The seniors rang the gong and waved their arms. If you didn’t rest when you could, you would never be able to handle it. Ihan and his friends ran down the stairs quickly. ‘To the sleeping bags!’ While running, Ihan used telekinesis to spread out his friends’ sleeping bags in the warm spot near the fireplace. Bartrec and Tizling looked touched. ‘Wodanaz…!’ ‘It’s nothing.’ Ihan quickly jumped onto his sleeping bag with his friends. At that time, a familiar face appeared from above. It was the mad doppelganger of the skeleton headmaster. “……” “……”