Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 682

Chapter 682

While Yi-Han was preparing by calling Ferkuntra from behind, Yukbeltire also belatedly realized something was off.

"The angle of the 44th magic circle is different. Who touched it?"

"..."

"..."

When the mages remained silent like dumb people who had eaten honey, Yukbeltire looked at them with cold eyes.

As the process for this artifact she had prepared was complex, it required careful concentration even when moving it after completion.

Knowing this, Yukbeltire had tried to eliminate any possible variables by reassembling it once more after moving the artifact before the presentation started.

Of course, the mages belonging to this exchange meeting had also participated to help with that work.

Yet now, to discover a minute error in one magic circle.

"I-I'm sorry. I think I made a mistake!"

One mage confessed with a pale expression.

"Hey! How could a mage like you make such a mistake...!"

"Ah, Gawon's magic earlier was more surprising than expected, so my concentration..."

"Is that what you call an excuse!"

"It-it may sound like an excuse, but he compressed all the mana needed for the magic into the black shadow sand."

"Is that true? Th-that's surprising."

Even the colleagues who had been blaming the mage who lost concentration and made a big mistake suddenly murmured.

To think Gawon would show such magic!

"I'm sorry, Miss Yukbeltire."

"Enough. It's not your fault."

"Your Highness...!"

The mages were slightly moved by the sight of the princess covering up even their faults.

"This is my fault for entrusting work to fools like you."

"..."

The mages' faces hardened at this spicy Einroguard-style speech that hit them once.

Yukbeltire, not caring, moved to deal with the situation.

Clang!

With a sharp sound, eight golden needles were driven into the border of the elliptical realm gate. Then, with a short abbreviated chant, <Baqwantallana's Isolation> was cast.

Crack!!

With the sound of space being crushed, the realm gate was sealed shut.

The powerful enchantment magic had interfered even with space.

"How could this be...!"

It was such a perfect response that even the mage who had just been insulted forgot his humiliation and was moved.

Most high-level enchantment mages focus on using magic mainly for artifact creation or physical enhancement, but Yukbeltire showed an amazing realm by freely utilizing enchantment magic as if not bound by such notions.

At this rate, even if a rift formed, the gate would remain closed.

But magic always tends to exceed mages' expectations.

Crack-

As the sound of the isolated space splitting was heard, massive energy began to flow out from the realm gate.

Cold sweat ran down the spines of the mages who realized it had connected to a quite dangerous realm among the random realms that could be connected.

'At this level...'

'It's a demon! And a duke-level one at that!'

While the mages' bodies were frozen with fear, Yukbeltire cast her next spell.

The eight golden needles glowed and completely burned up, casting <Baqwantallana's Smashing>.

Magic with fatal damage flowed like a torrent and strongly struck the being beyond the realm gate. The force was so sharp that the mages thought for a moment it had been blocked.

But the voice heard from beyond the gate plunged the mages back into despair.

-Ah-ha-an-excellent-human-mage-?-

'There's no damage!'

Yukbeltire's eyes wavered as both of Baqwantallana's arcane magics were blocked without effect.

This was the worst-case scenario that could be assumed at this level.

Connection to a threatening realm, a gate with no particular restrictions, and a duke-level demon trying to cross that gate!

-But-it's-a-pity-no-matter-how-wise-what-decides-the-world-is-power-!-

The demon's voice was cultured and dignified, but no mage was fooled by that attitude.

-Nice-to-meet-you-I'm-Garisaima-the-Duke-of-Pride-call-me-that-!-

Yukbeltire burned with cold eyes and steeled her resolve.

Even if the opponent was a powerful demon duke strong enough to reveal his name, an Einroguard student would not back down.

Especially someone moving up to 5th year!

"Baqwan..."

-Nice to meet you, Garisaima! Get lost already!-

-!-

"!!!"

BOOM!!!!!!

The power of a massive spirit whirled like a thunderstorm and tore Garisaima apart.

The mages on stage looked up in shock at another huge being that had appeared in the audience.

***

Yi-Han, who had summoned Ferkuntra first just in case, was slightly flustered and stopped when he saw the magic Yukbeltire used.

'...Did I call unnecessarily?'

It seemed like that magic would solve it, and if so, Ferkuntra might really get angry.

He had already grumbled so much last time about not calling him for strange things...

-You did call me for a proper matter this time, right?-

Just then, Ferkuntra asked as he fully crossed the contract gate.

Yi-Han felt guilty at the thunderous voice that resounded.

"I'm sorr..."

-Garisaima! Which crazy mage summoned Garisaima?-

"Pardon?"

-Isn't that Garisaima's aura! To try to summon such a demon without any restrictions!-

"It's not intentional, it's an accident. Lord Ferkuntra! Can't that magic stop it?"

-An accident! You short-lived mages always cause accidents. That can't stop it. It's intricate but lacks power!-

No sooner had he finished speaking than the demon duke tore through the magic and passed through the gate, revealing his form.

The opponent was a demon wearing all sorts of splendid attire mixed without uniformity, such as hats and helmets, shirts and dresses, pants and skirts.

If not for the ominous aura emanating from him, Yi-Han would have thought some crazy mage was making his debut in high society for the first time.

-Look!-

"Lord Ferkuntra. Please help! We must stop it!"

-There's only one way.-

"What is it?"

-Nice to meet you, Garisaima! Get lost already!-

Ferkuntra launched a preemptive strike without warning.

Surprised by the power of the first strike that would have torn even a considerable strong being to shreds, Yi-Han asked in bewilderment.

"Is it okay to strike first without negotiation like this? What if the opponent gets angry?"

-Anyway, with a demon duke about to cross over to this world, no negotiation is possible until he's at a disadvantage! They're intelligent beings, so it's better to negotiate after putting them at a disadvantage!-

-Oh-nice-to-meet-you-Thunder-King-

Garisaima, who had been torn apart, instantly recovered his body.

Ferkuntra didn't answer and once again drew out Yi-Han's mana and strongly expelled it.

Thunder and lightning shook the exchange meeting hall.

-Go-easy-Thunder-King-you-probably-aren't-as-comfortable-as-me-?-

Despite being hit hard twice, Garisaima didn't panic and smiled faintly.

He was a being who had crossed the realm gate without any particular penalty.

In contrast, the opponent was a being forcibly summoned borrowing a mage's power.

The advantage and disadvantage were so clear that there was no need to confront or use power unnecessarily.

The opponent's urgent attacks were probably because he didn't have much time left.

-How-much-is-left-once-or-twice-?-

-Yeah! Experience it yourself!-

Ferkuntra was no pushover either.

As soon as he realized Garisaima was looking down on him, he laughed heartily and drew out Yi-Han's mana.

Yi-Han looked at Ferkuntra with a disgruntled gaze.

'Isn't this too wasteful?'

Although mana was overflowing, to waste attacks like this...

Once, twice, three times.

Even Garisaima, who had been smiling through the first two times, stiffened his smile after the third hit, sensing something was off.

-Uahahahahaha! Die!-

Lightning as thick as large pillars was wielded like spears and burned Garisaima.

After being hit more than four times and up to five times, Garisaima completely turned serious.

-The-mage-has-used-a-trick-!-

To think he was replenishing mana in such a subtle way that even the duke himself couldn't notice.

Whether it was an artifact or separate magic, it was praiseworthy.

-Mage-I'll-give-your-soul-special-treatment-!-

Pop!

In an instant, Garisaima launched a counterattack.

Realizing that the strategy of depleting Ferkuntra's mana wasn't working, the next best method was to subdue the mage directly.

Ferkuntra summoned huge clouds to the ceiling of the exchange meeting hall, causing a thunderstorm, and then wrapped around Yi-Han's body.

-He's aiming for you. Be careful!-

"Yes!"

Yi-Han, who had been preparing by casting various spells, pondered what additional magic to cast.

However, Ferkuntra shook his head.

-What are you going to do with such magic! I'll protect you directly!-

"What do you..."

Ferkuntra settled into Yi-Han's body and initiated unification.

Boom!

The materialized lightning energy flowing from Yi-Han's entire body encroached on the surroundings.

Yi-Han shuddered at the sense of omnipotence over the lightning element felt throughout his body.

It felt as if he had become the ruler of the lightning element in this domain.

'What is this...!'

Yi-Han moved his fingertips and called forth lightning striking in the air.

In an instant, the lightning bolts chained together, becoming a huge chain that lashed at Garisaima.

Garisaima blocked the attack with a dark red sword and grumbled.

-Mage-if-you-entrust-your-body-to-a-great-spirit-you'll-burn-to-death-isn't-it-better-to-dedicate-your-soul-to-this-Garisaima-?-

-Ignore that nonsense!-

Ferkuntra inside Yi-Han shouted firmly.

Of course, borrowing power by unifying with a spirit like this was indeed a very dangerous method.

Since spirits are not basically living beings like mages, they didn't know well how much mana use would turn a mage into a cripple.

In the case of great spirits, this risk was even greater, and even a few seconds of unification could deplete all mana and lead to death.

But Ferkuntra didn't care much.

It was irrelevant to this young mage!

-Is this really okay? I was going to try to endure with my own magic…-

-You call that magic? Your magic is child's play!-

Ferkuntra snorted at Yi-Han's words.

It seemed it was time to show this young mage what true magic was.

-Watch!-

With that cry, Ferkuntra borrowed Yi-Han's body and condensed lightning at his fingertips.

Yi-Han could easily recognize that magic.

Because that magic was <Ferkuntra's Lesser Thunderbolt>.

However, the result was on a different level. The white-hot lightning exuded a more violent and vicious momentum than the lightning Yi-Han had been handling.

Having learned about elemental transformation theory while being beaten by Professor Bagrak every time, Yi-Han sensed it.

'Attribute enhancement!'

Just as he had created unimaginable destructive power by spinning water elements that lacked attack power, he had compressed and refined lightning elements to create a higher-level element.

Crack!

The white-hot lightning shot forth.

Ferkuntra swung the staff and cast lightning in succession.

Despite being a simple magic of gathering and shooting, its destructive power was beyond imagination. The shield barriers Garisaima summoned shattered in one hit.

-This much is basic when using the lightning element! Understand?-

-Front! Look in front!-

Seeing the rushing Garisaima, Ferkuntra raised one hand and summoned the lightning spear and lightning cloak.

However, like the lesser thunderbolt magic earlier, it was on a different level of power from Yi-Han's magic.

Although it was a chaotic moment, Yi-Han tried to grasp even a little of the lightning element operation methods flooding into his mind.

'The mana should be the same, but how can it be like this...!'

Garisaima, who had dodged the lightning spear, quickly moved behind Yi-Han. Ferkuntra snorted and radiated the lightning cloak.

Garisaima made an irritated sound and widened the distance. The sound of the surrounding air burning was chilling.

-Thunder-King-you-really-seem-to-dislike-that-mage-are-you-determined-to-kill-him-?-

-Gasp.-

-What gasp, gasp! I'm doing this because your mana can endure it!-

At Yi-Han's reaction, Ferkuntra hurriedly explained.