Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 1063

Chapter 1063

Yukbeltire was shocked seeing the magic circles her junior brought back.

Currently, Yukbeltire was trying to fuse two magics.

One was Baqwantallana's Realm Rod.

Unlike its ordinary-sounding name, it was a very high-difficulty magic. Even Yukbeltire had to implement it indirectly borrowing power from various magic circles instead of casting directly.

In the process of realms changing and overlapping, even solid reality would tear and shake like paper.

This realm rod magic temporarily molded immutability that no change could invade into rod form during this time.

Such fixation magic was essential when quickly calling and modifying multiple realms.

And the other was Ahiman's Refraction.

This too was as difficult as the realm rod. It was magic that connected different realms that originally would never connect through powerful refraction formation.

Originally one wouldn't forcibly combine such difficult magics.

Though Yukbeltire was a genius, she wasn't a mage who did needlessly inefficient things.

But this time she had to try somehow because she needed to raise efficiency by combining the two magics and secure additional realms with remaining mana...

'How can this be?!'

Yukbeltire's eyes shook with shock after checking all the magic circles.

She knew her junior was an outstanding mage beyond his year.

But this exceeded imagination too much.

To think he would submit improvements on the spot that even Yukbeltire herself couldn't do.

"How... how did you do it? Ah, I see. It's Professor Garcia, right?"

Yukbeltire, her usually calm attitude gone somewhere, tried desperately to understand while flustered.

"No. The professor left earlier, didn't she?"

"Then it must be the Principal."

"The Principal left even earlier."

"That... that can't be?"

Yi-Han didn't tell the truth.

Actually this was consideration for his senior too. The truth that there was a young skull principal's portrait in a deep basement of the spatial labyrinth was quite hard to accept.

'Senior Yukbeltire might collapse if she witnesses it.'

"I... I... brought... such inferior magic compared to my junior..."

"...What should we do next?"

Yi-Han tried to change the subject.

That's how great the shock seemed for the senior before him.

However, Yukbeltire hadn't recovered from the shock. She kept muttering things like 'am I unqualified'.

"Senior. Then shall we start drawing the upper diagram first!"

Feeling this wouldn't do, Yi-Han gathered the diagrams then quickly left his seat.

He planned to hurriedly meet the young skull principal and seek advice.

  *

-Now, repeat after me. I will let go of attachments and obsess no more. Of course I understand your resentment, Mage. But that's your magic. You can't pass that on to my disciple.-

-Let me... out...-

'Hmm. A surreal sight every time I see it.'

Visiting the basement, Yi-Han shuddered seeing a ghost wailing inside an old chest and a young prince's portrait lecturing in front of it.

It was a sight he couldn't get used to no matter how many times he saw it. It was only bearable because it was Yi-Han - an ordinary Einroguard student would have collapsed long ago.

-Ah! Disciple! You came again!-

The young prince smiled more radiantly than the most beautiful flower in the empire.

Seeing that, Yi-Han suddenly recalled his friends going mad after being affected by illusion magic or dark magic.

'Was this how my friends felt then?'

Perhaps he was paying for his karma of acting nonchalant because he had lots of mana.

"Master. Um... would it sound strange if I asked you to treat me harshly?"

-What on earth are you saying, Disciple?-

"I'm not sure what I'm saying either. Please forget it."

Yi-Han quickly changed the subject while taking out diagrams.

"About the compression magic circles you newly fused earlier. I wanted to seek advice on where to start."

-Hmm. Let's see... what kind of start would suit my disciple...-

The young prince in the painting tilted his head and pondered. Though no light element magic was used, the basement seemed to brighten.

Then a wailing voice was heard again from the old chest.

-Let... me out...-

Yi-Han unconsciously nodded. He could understand the other's feelings.

If only someone would let me out too!

-The difficulty of this magic seems too high after all...-

"Ah. Then should I tell her not to do it?"

-How could I interfere when my disciple is challenging himself? There are several methods.-

'Tch.'

-Is this stone mirror bearing the pressure generated from realm distortion?-

Currently the diagram had <Yukbeltire's Stone Mirror> artifact placed to handle the distortion and pressure generated while fusing and casting magic.

"Yes. Though I'd like to disperse it by building a structure like a magic tower, there's no leisure for that..."

-Developing habits of inefficient waste is a habit of unskilled mages. It's fine, Disciple. This artifact should work well enough. Instead it seems to need some improvement, shall I tell you the points to note?-

The young prince tried to improve the artifact placed as the starting point of the work.

If the amount of distortion this artifact could handle increased, there were several magics his clever disciple could try to complete the diagram's magic.

"...Master. But."

Yi-Han hesitated.

Actually he didn't want to sound ungrateful before someone teaching so kindly and generously, but thinking of the shock his senior received earlier, he couldn't not speak.

"How much shock will the other mage receive hearing these points to note?"

-What?-

Though surprised, the young prince in the portrait still pondered seriously.

After a while, the prince answered.

-This much should be fine, Disciple. A junior researching such outstanding magic won't be shocked just hearing some points to note.-

Outstanding mages recognize other outstanding mages.

The young prince believed in Yukbeltire.

Someone researching such magic wouldn't be shocked hearing about improvement directions. Rather she would receive fresh stimulation and immerse in work.

"Indeed. I understand! I'll convey it exactly!"

  *

Thud!

Hearing the improvements, Yukbeltire collapsed sideways. Yi-Han shouted in horror.

"Senior!!"

"...Don't make a fuss. It's just fatigue remaining from the long journey."

"Your legs gave out for just that though..."

Yi-Han hurriedly ran to the kitchen and brought warm hot chocolate. Originally it was Gainando's portion but this was an emergency.

'Since it's his family, Gainando should be fine with it.'

"Here. Drink this. Having something hot should restore your strength."

"Chocolate..."

"Chocolate?"

Yi-Han wondered when the other muttered.

Isn't this hot chocolate?

"...I want cream wafer cookies..."

"..."

For a moment Yi-Han wondered if Gainando had transformed into the other. But no traces of mana were felt.

It was truly surprising.

"The ones you made last time..."

"No... that was so long ago... and those are quite troublesome to make."

Come to think of it, he had served homemade cookies before to his senior who was being stub... no, insisting on not eating meals.

Back then she barely ate a few bites, but now...

Yukbeltire just stared blankly with a pale face without saying anything.

It was like a silent protest saying she could only regain strength to get up by eating those.

Yi-Han held back the urge to hit her and ran back to the kitchen.

'Damn. Should have just given the hot chocolate to Gainando.'

"Huh? Yi-Han, what are you doing?"

Gainando who happened to come to the kitchen wondered seeing Yi-Han.

Yi-Han answered curtly.

"Making cookies."

"Hmph. Must be for Princess Jourin again."

Gainando displayed unexpected sharpness.

There was no way he would make cookies without reason when he hadn't done anything good.

"A dragon getting served cookies. Isn't that too pathetic? This isn't a fairy tale. And in fairy tales those dragons all get puni... hey, Yi-Han. Where did the hot chocolate that was here go?"

"Your cousin drank it."

"...Adenart?!?"

"No. The one above."

Yi-Han finished answering and returned. Gainando was dumbfounded with confusion and shock.

-Wh-what kind of person is that! Taking a 2nd year's portion?!-

Leaving the shout behind, Yi-Han hurriedly returned and threw cookies into his senior's mouth.

"Quickly eat and get up. These were originally for whoever finished assignments first."

"Mmph."

"By the way, do the improvements make sense?"

"..."

Reading the written improvements again, Yukbeltire's eyes lost focus.

Yi-Han gave up and spoke.

"Actually there's a young Principal in my basement. Since he's the one giving advice, stop being shocked and get up."

Thud!

Yukbeltire collapsed sideways again. Yi-Han looked out the window with a gloomy expression.

For some reason he missed Senior Direth.

  *

-Welcome, Mage.-

"..."

Yukbeltire's eyes showed their most violent movement of the day. Yi-Han whispered beside her.

"Calm down. I told you already."

"I'm very calm. You should calm down."

"You're looking left instead of right."

Yi-Han made a bitter expression seeing Yukbeltire answer while looking left.

Was the shock too great?

The young prince in the painting smiled and spread both arms.

-The magic you proposed was certainly excellent. But I'm curious... do you really need to fuse these two magics right now?-

The young prince saw exactly what magic Yukbeltire was trying to do.

The fusion of these two magics was one process toward a grand goal, not the goal itself.

Of course completing it would greatly reduce the process, but should she challenge it while straining so much?

-Even without fusing these two magics, there would be various possible methods if using more time.-

"Is that so?"

Yi-Han looked at his senior wondering.

He had thought there must be a reason to raise efficiency and secure additional realms by combining the two magics, not thinking there could be other methods.

'Surely this person didn't deliberately choose a difficult method because I said I'd help.'

"There is a reason."

-What reason?-

Yukbeltire quietly began explaining.

In her school there was Professor B V, and an argument with this professor was the start of the incident.

-It's too difficult for your level? Do it an easier way!-

-I don't think it's that...-

-Ugh! I'm telling you you can't do this magic so it's impossible! If you succeed I'll crawl on four legs like Bentozol next semester!-

-......-

Of course Yukbeltire had no particular desire to make a school professor crawl on four legs.

That was a very emotional and wasteful thing with nothing to gain.

"But thinking about it, I judged it worth investing for this efficiency..."

-Anyone can see you just want to make them crawl on four legs!-

The young prince pointed out as if finding it ridiculous.

To think she would involve his disciple in such difficult magic for such a petty reason.

-Mage. Though you may not see ahead now due to anger, please put down your heart generously. Isn't your time too precious to waste on such trivial arguments? Right, Disciple?-

"Actually I really wanted to challenge this magic too."

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