Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 782

Chapter 782

Of course, no matter how surprised Yi-Han was, it couldn't compare to Asan's surprise beside him.

Asan literally fell backwards.

"Are you alright?!"

"Br-brother, you say? That person?!"

To see a direct descendant of the Wardanaz family he had only heard rumors about.

Asan was both excited and afraid. He couldn't even guess what kind of person he would be.

"That's right."

"He-he looks like an ordinary human... Even though he's from the Wardanaz family!"

"..."

Yi-Han looked at his friend with a disgruntled gaze.

'This bastard. Then what did you think I was?'

"Didn't the others tell you? Some met him during the break."

"Ah, that... That's right. Is that person him? Mr. Arsil, right?"

Asan was finally able to recover from the shock a bit and recall his memory.

Starting with Gainando, several friends had visited the Wardanaz family mansion during the previous break.

"Yes. That's right."

"I heard a lot of things, but there were so many far-fetched stories... Like demons roaming the territory, golems rampaging..."

"Hmm. Gainando is quite prone to exaggeration."

Yi-Han subtly changed the subject.

If his friend believed like that, he didn't want to point it out unnecessarily.

"Mr. Arsil surely..."

"Right. He has an evil controlling ability that freely uses spirits."

"...N-no. I heard he cherishes and loves spirits. And is loved in return."

"Well, it's similar I suppose. Brother!"

While Asan looked at Yi-Han as if dumbfounded, Yi-Han called out to Arsil.

Arsil, who had been writing a book with spirits at the peak, turned his gaze and greeted them happily. Then he shouted something.

Asan, who couldn't understand spirit language, tilted his head.

"What is he saying?"

"He says if we come up to the peak now, we could be torn apart by the blade wind summoned by a mad spirit, so wait a moment."

"..."

  *

Arsil asked other spirits to clear away the blade wind at the peak and welcomed his brother and friend.

Yi-Han felt embarrassed at the sight of Arsil chattering excitedly while clapping.

"No. Why for something like this... It's nothing, brother."

"He must be praising us for coming up here?"

In Asan's mind, that was 99% likely to be correct. There was nothing else to praise at the moment.

"He says he was worried I wouldn't make friends, but seeing me bring a friend like this, both during the break and now, makes him happy."

"..."

Asan quietly shut his mouth. Yi-Han pointed to his friend and explained the situation.

"This is Asan of the Dargard family, and today because of the lecture... Yes. It's map-making. No. What nonsense are you saying? How is this an easy lecture!"

Asan was flustered when his conversing friend suddenly became agitated.

"Wh-what's wrong, Wardanaz."

"He's saying we got an easy topic! ...It was originally something else?"

Arsil soothed his brother and kindly explained.

The summoning magic school lecture topic in the past was clearly...

"..."

Yi-Han's face turned slightly pale. Asan felt chills when his friend went quiet.

"...Difficulty is relative, I suppose. I understand."

'What was it?!'

Asan became afraid of what topic Yi-Han had heard.

As they were talking like that, other students began arriving one by one from below.

"Oh, oh?! Hello!"

Gainando was startled when he saw Arsil.

"Who is that? Wait. If it's an outsider here, isn't it dangerous? Like the mage who kidnapped Wardanaz before."

"No! It's Yi-Han's brother."

"...Isn't that still dangerous?"

Some friends whispered.

Even Yi-Han, a relatively young direct descendant of the Wardanaz family, was like that, so they couldn't even imagine his much older brother.

Gainando got upset at his friends' whispering.

"What a great person he is! He even gave me a gift."

Indeed, the leather case that advised on mage cards, which Arsil had gifted, was a treasure Gainando cherished very much.

"Hello!"

"He says hello to you too. And he's asking if you've won a lot at mage cards since then."

"L-luck hasn't been on my side..."

"He's asking how luck can be so bad for just one side when it's supposed to be equal for everyone."

"S-sometimes bad luck can pile up."

"How about quitting mage cards and studying?"

"B-but mage cards are... Did he really say that?"

"No. I just added that last part myself."

"..."

Gainando glared at Yi-Han.

Seeing that, Arsil smiled and spoke.

"Brother. Telling him luck will turn around someday is kind but won't be helpful. Wouldn't it be better to just quit mage cards?"

"...I can hear everything! Right, Mr. Arsil. My undead summon was unsummoned, is there any way to appease its anger?"

"That's too much even for brother. Gainando. Just summon it again when it recovers. I'll help intimidate it from the side."

Yi-Han reacted negatively to Gainando's words.

Of course, he understood why he was acting like this since his summon was unsummoned, but Arsil wasn't an orthodox mage, just someone with a unique constitution.

He couldn't bring back a destroyed undead summon and appease its dissatisfaction.

It would be better if Yi-Han helped instead. With Yi-Han's abilities, it wouldn't be too difficult to threaten the undead and contract it again.

However, Arsil lightly patted Yi-Han's shoulder and said something.

"...Huh, it's possible? How...? No, a spirit can do that? But it's undead? If we borrow the power of a dark spirit we're friendly with, even negotiation with undead...? No, that's impossible. Of course, it's the spirit most likely to be friendly with undead, but such negotiation..."

"Yi-Han. Didn't he just say it's possible?"

"No. Brother must have some misunderstanding. Wait and see."

"He did say it's possible! He did say it's possible!!"

Gainando kept whining and finally got permission.

Arsil called a friendly dark spirit, checked the contract mark engraved on Gainando's hand, and sent a message to that realm.

"..."

Yi-Han watched Arsil conversing with the spirit with an anxious and nervous look.

'It's impossible. To think such things are possible through friendship with spirits.'

Theoretically, dark spirits were relatively close to undead as they belonged to negative energy, unlike ordinary spirits.

But even so, to use that spirit to appease an undead's anger and reconcile...

If that was possible, Yi-Han's world might crumble.

"...Yi-Han. You're not praying for it to fail, are you...?"

"What are you talking about, Gainando."

Yi-Han flinched. The imperial royal's perceptiveness was especially sharp at times like this.

Pop!

Suddenly, Gainando's contract mark glowed red. It meant the scattered and broken power had returned and reconnected.

Gainando himself could feel the result fastest and most certainly. Gainando shouted in a voice about to die of joy.

"Thank you!!!"

"..."

"Yi-Han? He's saying something."

"He says it went well."

"No...! He spoke really long!"

"Alright. Alright. He says he asked the dark spirit to restore the revenant's broken body, procure materials, and in return, restore the broken contract and make it forget its grudge. Damn it. How is it possible to make a spirit do all that?"

Gainando pretended not to hear the last part. The gift he had just received from Arsil was too great to join in his friend's anger.

'Sorry, Yi-Han.'

"Wardanaz. Ask him something else instead."

Salko, who had been reading the atmosphere, carefully requested.

It was unusual for Gainando to actively speak to Arsil, but now the other students were hesitating and keeping their distance.

That's how terrifying the name of a direct descendant of the Wardanaz family was.

"What are you curious about?"

"...First, why he's here..."

"Ah. Right."

Yi-Han nodded at Salko's words.

Come to think of it, he had been so surprised to meet Arsil here that he was missing something important.

"Brother, what brings you here? This doesn't seem like such an important realm."

If Professor Millei gave it as an assignment to 2nd year students, it wasn't really such a dangerous realm.

Of course, 2nd year students might say 'If it's not dangerous, what was that we met earlier?', but as mentioned, difficulty is relative.

It might be dangerous for 2nd year students, but not dangerous for a direct descendant of the Wardanaz family.

Flap!

Arsil opened the book he had written and explained. The book had a map of the current realm along with some analyses written.

-No frost giant artifacts. Confirmation complete.

-More confirmation needed, but possibility low.

-No frost giant artifacts. Confirmation complete.

-...

'??'

Surprisingly, Arsil was looking for artifacts in this realm. Not ordinary artifacts, but artifacts that had flowed out from the frost giant realm.

"Are there frost giant artifacts here? Ah. You say it's not certain yet? You'll look around other realms more?"

The second son of the Wardanaz family nodded and pointed to a small spirit sitting on his left shoulder.

The butterfly-shaped spirit was so gentle and docile that it wasn't emitting any aura, but Yi-Han was startled when he faced that spirit.

'...It's strong!'

For a moment, a strong presence that made his whole body shiver brushed past. It was a spirit almost perfectly hiding its power.

'Moreover, it's not running away at all even after seeing me.'

He thought it might be at least a spirit on par with Ferkuntra.

Arsil tapped the butterfly spirit and said he would visit other realms with this spirit's help.

"I see..."

"Wardanaz. Can I ask your brother one more thing?"

Salko raised his hand with a cowed face. Arsil gestured for him to speak comfortably, but Salko absolutely didn't relax.

"He says to ask."

"Well, it seems you're looking for frost giant artifacts... Is that right? It must be, right? If I remember correctly, frost giants appeared here."

"That's right. I met one."

"Then aren't those artifacts what the frost giants are looking for?"

Arsil smiled as if understanding and explained. Yi-Han relayed it as is.

"He says since the frost giants also stole the artifacts, it doesn't matter if he steals them."

"..."

"..."

The students went quiet.

Among them, some friends showed signs of slight admiration, thinking 'That's logical?'

Arsil closed the book and copied the map inside to make a scroll. Then he gifted it to Yi-Han.

"...Brother!"

Yi-Han was deeply moved for the first time in a while.

This kind of gift was much more touching than bringing evil realm polyhedrons or strange fusion demons as gifts.

"Thank you. Thanks to this, I can spend this semester comfortably away from the professor's torment..."

Tap tap-

Arsil unrolled the scroll and pointed to several places on the realm map. Those places were marked 'More confirmation needed, but possibility low'.

They were places where Arsil hadn't personally confirmed whether artifacts were there or not yet.

"...Uh, you want me to go check? If there happens to be any, I can use them well? Ah, no. You should check, brother? It's the treasure you were looking for. ...You say you can find other artifacts? I think it would be better if you just secured this..."

'It seems something is going wrong.'

'I 100% agree.'

Salko and Asan exchanged glances.

As Einroguard students, they strongly felt an ominous feeling creeping up.