Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1033

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Chapter 1033

 

The Great Artist showed serious concern at the youngest member of the school’s statement.

 

It wasn’t something a sane person could say.

 

Thinking about all the enemies he had faced so far, perhaps his mind had unknowingly been corrupted by madness…

 

“I really have met him.”

 

Of course, Lee Han felt very wronged.

 

He had truly used the 【Scepter of Kairos】 to meet the young Skeleton Principal from a past dimension.

 

When Lee Han told the story of the young Skeleton Principal from his human days that he had met, the Great Artist retched.

 

“Ugh. Blegh.”

 

“…Ah, no. Are you actually throwing up?”

 

“Does this look like fake vomiting to you? I felt like my ears and soul were being insulted and contaminated.”

 

The Great Artist shuddered and flicked his fingers. Then the mucous membranes that had been irritated by the gastric acid reflux returned to normal.

 

“Phew.”

 

After sighing, the Great Artist walked around his quarters once.

 

And sighed again.

 

“Phew.”

 

The Great Artist walked around his quarters twice…

 

“…May I leave now?”

 

“Wait, just wait a moment.”

 

The Great Artist stopped the youngest who was trying to leave and made a request.

 

Originally, the Artist’s plan was to collect hundreds of works depicting the Skeleton Principal.

 

Even with primitive magic based on artistic inspiration and borrowing the power of the Unique World, breathing a soul into an inanimate object was not easy.

 

To increase the possibility and accuracy, one work was not enough. Perhaps thousands or tens of thousands of works might be needed.

 

“If that’s the plan, do you need my help?”

 

“If I make them alone, the limitations become even clearer.”

 

And those works needed to include perspectives from others besides the Artist.

 

The aspects of the Skeleton Principal that the Artist thought of were inevitably limited.

 

Considering the old hatred, it could be even more biased.

 

If the completed being turned out to be strangely twisted, possessing only one aspect, it would be worse than not doing it at all.

 

“As diverse and detailed as possible. That way the completeness will be higher.”

 

“Indeed… Ah. If that’s the case, shall I call the Professors?”

 

Lee Han casually brought up the subject, concerned about the Professors who would be outside.

 

Since they had all learned under the Skeleton Principal together, they would be able to reveal new aspects based on detailed observations.

 

“I already collected everything from them before, so there’s no need to call them.”

 

‘Oh no.’

 

The other person wasn’t an Archmage for nothing.

 

If there was something needed from the traitors who had become the enemy’s pawns, it was to receive everything in advance before cutting off contact.

 

“So I was trying to hear about that madman’s appearance as you think of him… but it’s just too hard to believe.”

 

A Skeleton Principal who warmly welcomed disciples flying in from a distant future dimension and politely took care of them.

 

The Artist felt like his whole body was twisting and his brain was being destroyed by such a terrible possibility.

 

“But… but. But, but…”

 

‘How many times are you going to say “but”?’

 

“…If that aspect is true, it would be of great help to my work. What I want is a benevolent and righteous ancient Archmage.”

 

Finally recovering from the shock, the Artist bit his lips until they bled and steeled his resolve.

 

If Lee Han’s words were true, it would certainly be of great help to the Artist’s work.

 

He needed to compose hundreds of aspects that made up the Skeleton Principal and then reinterpret them in a benevolent and righteous way, but if there was already a being close to completion…

 

…It was hard to believe, but if it existed, he shouldn’t refuse it.

 

“Then let’s begin. Now… you said you talked about the magic school when you met that young Skeleton Principal?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“What kind of magic school did he have in mind? A school for righteous mages, governed by strict discipline?”

 

The Great Artist tried his best to guess.

 

“Uh. No. He was thinking of a warm and loving place.”

 

“…I see. Next…”

 

“Are you alright?”

 

“Don’t worry about it.”

 

However, the Artist staggered. Lee Han became slightly worried.

 

“What was the young Skeleton Principal doing there? Was he waging war to expand the kingdom’s territory?”

 

“No. Rather, he was ashamed of being royalty and hid it. He created a secret society to eliminate suffering from the continent and went around helping the unfortunate…”

 

“Stop! Stop!”

 

The Artist screamed in a hoarse voice full of pain.

 

He just couldn’t believe it.

 

“To think that madman had such a time. Then why did I meet a brutal madman? If I had been lucky, I could have learned under a benevolent madman!”

 

“…I agree!”

 

Lee Han answered without realizing it.

 

The Great Artist, overcome with emotion, embraced Lee Han and wailed.

 

“Such an absurd past… such an absurd past existed…! Then why did the other disciples have to suffer so much!”

 

“…Cheer up! Senior, you’re doing something no one else has accomplished. You’re resolving the resentment of all the disciples!”

 

The painful and earnest feelings of his senior were conveyed directly to Lee Han.

 

Hearing the sincere encouragement from the youngest of the school, the Artist was deeply moved.

 

This comfort was something only someone who shared the same hell could offer.

 

“…Thank you. I won’t forget this comfort. Even if you become a Professor, I won’t treat you as a traitor.”

 

“…”

 

So he was originally planning to do that?

 

While Lee Han was dumbfounded, the Artist regained his composure and continued questioning him.

 

Certainly, listening to the youngest’s experiences brought countless inspirations flooding in like a tide.

 

And…

 

‘How curious.’

 

The Artist found it newly fascinating.

 

There were several disciples who had learned magic under the Skeleton Principal, and among them were those who revealed ambitions, but he had never heard of anyone who directly faced the Skeleton Principal’s younger days like this.

 

Could this be possible because he was a mage walking the path of destiny to inherit the task without any ambition?

 

“Why do you ask?”

 

“It’s nothing. I just had this thought. You might really become a true successor and inheritor…”

 

“…What did I do wrong for you to say this to me?”

 

When his junior, who had been holding back, finally exploded and glared at him, the Artist was flustered.

 

This time, he had really said it without any intention.

 

* * *

 

“Good work. Once I organize what I heard today, it’ll be farewell to Petrograd.”

 

The Great Artist said as he stored the works back in one place.

 

He didn’t know how many works would come from what he heard today, but he was confident it would bring much progress to his long-stalled work.

 

“Then is the magic complete?”

 

“It’s not that easy. I don’t know when it will be completed.”

 

The Artist smiled bitterly from behind his mask.

 

Even with such progress today, the inability to be certain was the difficult aspect of magic.

 

“If it’s ever completed, I’ll send you a letter. Now. You helped me like this, so as a senior, I can’t not repay you, right?”

 

“!”

 

At his senior’s words, Lee Han was greatly moved.

 

Indeed, there was a strong bond between members of the same school.

 

Of course, there were exceptions like Einroguard’s Divination Magic Guild, but those were truly exceptions…

 

“I’ll help you with magic.”

 

“…”

 

Lee Han looked slightly dejected.

 

He had expected to receive an expensive artwork as a gift.

 

“You said you have talent in music magic?”

 

“Yes. But rather than talent, it’s more through the power of mana…”

 

“That’s the same thing.”

 

The artist gestured as if to tell his humble junior not to distinguish between such things and act modestly.

 

“You probably already suspect this, but music magic is also a path that leads to incantation magic. But that madman wouldn’t have taught you each step carefully and meticulously, would he?”

 

“How did you know?”

 

Lee Han was startled.

 

The Skeleton Principal, whether his real body or projection, had such high goals that he would immediately whine about learning incantation magic right away.

 

The artist let out a light sigh.

 

“Not surprising at all. He’s the type to throw you off a cliff and tell you to figure it out yourself if you don’t want to die… But as your senior, I want to teach you what I learned first. If you’ve learned music magic, start applying it to your incantations. Then the path to incantation magic will naturally open up.”

 

Lee Han didn’t understand immediately.

 

The artist’s words were that cryptic, and the field of magic he dealt with was that peculiar.

 

To begin with, music magic, which belonged to primitive magic, didn’t have that many interested mages…

 

“It’s like this. Coveting light, placing it in water, that water disappears, leaving only regret.”

 

The artist didn’t make any additional movements after that.

 

There was no addition of special reagents, nor even the basic movement of mana that was fundamental to magic.

 

However, several water projections appeared in the air. They were projections of very high quality.

 

‘How?!’

 

While he didn’t deny the role of incantations, to implement magic with only incantations while removing all other elements like this.

 

“Is this incantation magic?!”

 

“You’re indeed clever. But it’s not incantation magic. Incantation magic is compressed with much higher completion… Think of this as magic that’s in between.”

 

The Great Artist’s incantation just now contained melody.

 

He had applied the techniques of primitive magic using music to the incantation, amplifying its power.

 

Even if it wasn’t quite incantation magic, it was truly amazing power.

 

“I’ll tell you in advance, it’s not as convenient as incantation magic. If you’ve tried music magic, you’ll know that amplification becomes difficult when the incantation is short. It’s suitable for magic with incantations of a certain length.”

 

This was a technique particularly suited for artifact craftsmen who dealt with enchantment magic.

 

Such mages often used several spells consecutively, so the length of incantations could be extended indefinitely.

 

“But senior, I can only cast a few music magic spells.”

 

Lee Han pointed out his concern.

 

As was typical of such primitive magic, it greatly depended on the caster’s aptitude.

 

Lee Han also couldn’t use pieces that didn’t match his sensibilities well, so he was worried whether he could apply this broadly to all incantations.

 

The artist spoke as if telling him not to worry.

 

“You don’t need to worry. There’s secret magic cast here. It’s magic for music mages like you and me.”

 

A secret close to a miniature world that forcibly succeeded by fixing melody to incantations.

 

Hearing those words, Lee Han was greatly surprised. He hadn’t noticed it at all.

 

“There’s such magic?”

 

“Yes. I’ll teach you that gradually too, so first try memorizing the incantation.”

 

After pondering, Lee Han carefully selected a magic.

 

If it was magic with long incantations and high difficulty that required separate assistance…

 

“In the name of Verdus, I swing my staff…”

 

“Why that of all things? Ah, no. Continue.”

 

Lee Han brought out the 5th circle composite enchantment magic, 【Vible’s Flying Sword】, which he had practiced a few times but failed.

 

It was magic he had to practice secretly because when he failed while practicing out of curiosity in the professor’s workshop, Professor Verdus would scratch at his insides saying “Is that difficult?”

 

‘【Vible’s Flight Enchantment】, 【Vible’s Penetration Enchantment】, 【Vible’s Enemy Detection】…’

 

He had to cast the necessary spells quickly and consecutively within the time limit without breaking each other’s balance.

 

Lee Han infused melody into his incantation. His determination to complete it no matter what made the incantation even more intense.

 

Swish!

 

The sword lying on the floor shot up as if moving with its own life. He could tell without asking. It was a success.

 

“Did, did I succeed?!”

 

“Yes.”

 

“What kind of secret magic is this exactly?”

 

Even while marveling, Lee Han threw out a question.

 

He couldn’t understand what kind of magic it was that amplified the power of music magic like this.

 

Could it be a miniature world that the Great Artist created himself?

 

‘If so, I want to learn it.’

 

“Actually, nothing is cast here.”

 

“What?”

 

“I said nothing is cast here. I thought you could do it well enough, so I lied a bit.”

 

“…”

 

Lee Han thought he understood why Professor Garcia didn’t really like the upperclassmen.

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