Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1066

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Chapter 1066

 

“Stay still!”

 

With that shout, Lee Han stepped forward to help Sarataan.

 

As he infused mana into his staff, the power was transmitted to Sarataan whose true body was inside the staff. Sarataan let out a sigh of relief at the life-like surging power.

 

Th, thank…

 

“Hey, you stupid bastard! Why did you lie when I asked if it was too much earlier!”

 

…

 

Lee Han poured out fierce criticism.

 

No wonder the reaction seemed strange earlier – this spirit had been putting on a show of bravado.

 

As the criticism continued pouring out relentlessly without ending after just once, Sarataan felt the grateful feelings that had just welled up completely disappear.

 

‘What the hell is supposed to be good about that bastard?’

 

Grumbling inwardly with a surge of irritation, Sarataan suddenly staggered.

 

Surprisingly, even the first shock wasn’t completely over yet. The remaining power in the magic circle was surging toward him again.

 

Kuk! …This mirror doesn’t seem very helpful…!

 

“!”

 

Yukveltire’s eyes widened.

 

She wanted to immediately refute that spirit, but she didn’t have the leisure to do so while concentrating on magic.

 

‘Saying the stone mirror isn’t helpful. That’s definitely because the spirit couldn’t use it properly. It shouldn’t have been a head-on collision like that, but at an angle…’

 

“Senior. Don’t worry about this side and focus on your magic. I’ll handle it myself!”

 

Lee Han warned Yukveltire.

 

Yukveltire had flinched as if she was about to stop her spell and argue back immediately.

 

“Sarataan, how are you?”

 

Th, thank you. Some strength is returning…

 

As Lee Han continuously poured in mana, Sarataan could barely catch his breath.

 

“Can you block the next one too?”

 

What?

 

Sarataan unconsciously looked up upon hearing the mage’s words.

 

As soon as the first phase ended, the process of fixing the second trial, 【Bakwantalana’s Dimensional Rod】, was being prepared.

 

The invariability of a rod-like form that maintained its shape even in all sorts of twisted and mixed dimensions.

 

Somehow fixing this invariability to objects in reality was the essence of enchantment magic.

 

Yukveltire took out a thin plate made of adamantite and attempted to fix the magic to it. Her appearance looked like taming a wildly rampaging horse.

 

Th, that’s a bit…

 

‘What the hell was Master thinking when he told me to use this guy?’

 

Lee Han cursed Sarataan inwardly as he moved.

 

It seemed the method of transmitting mana to Sarataan’s essence inside the staff wasn’t very efficient. It would be better to stick close and transmit mana directly.

 

“Get in position! If you collapse even once, I’ll make sure you never get out of that staff again!”

 

Got it! I understand!

 

Lee Han positioned himself behind Sarataan and treated the giant wood spirit like a stockade or shield.

 

As long as this wood spirit held firm properly, Lee Han wouldn’t be in danger.

 

With creaking sounds, several split stone fragments grazed past Lee Han’s cheek.

 

The dimensional rod magic was based on the principle of extracting invariability created in the process of ruthlessly mixing dimensions.

 

Just as steel needs a blacksmith to pour fire and pressure to be refined, this magic was the same.

 

Naturally, the aftereffects flew to the surroundings.

 

Even though Sarataan was absorbing most of the shock, fragments riding on bent and split space splattered toward Lee Han as well.

 

…Ugh.. urgh… uggghhh…

 

‘Still okay, right?’

 

Looking at the spirit who seemed to be suffering more than when being tortured inside the staff, Lee Han gauged his condition.

 

As befitting a wood spirit, his physical toughness was extraordinary. Even with storm-like power rushing in, he was still fine.

 

…Of course, that was only by Lee Han’s standards. Sarataan himself was dying from repeatedly getting injured and regenerating.

 

It was only thanks to mana being immediately replenished from behind – otherwise he would have collapsed quickly.

 

“Master! Is it okay to continue like this?”

 

-You’re doing well, my disciple. Just continue as you are and it will be sufficient.

 

The Young Prince’s voice was far too peaceful, not matching the current chaotic basement situation.

 

Sarataan wanted to cry out for him to step forward like before, but the pressure was too intense to afford such leisure.

 

-However, it wouldn’t be bad for you to manage a few places yourself, my disciple. Could you cast space stabilization magic under the painting of the farmer holding straw?

 

“Space stabilization magic… understood!”

 

Fortunately, it was magic he knew. Lee Han cast the 2nd circle magic to block off the dangerous area.

 

Looking ahead, Yukveltire was drenched in cold sweat with her pale face even paler. It was the typical appearance of a mage casting high-level magic.

 

When their eyes met, Yukveltire moved her lips. Lee Han concentrated, thinking she might have something important to say.

 

‘What? Does she need help?’

 

-My, artifact, not wrong…

 

“…If you distract people with useless things one more time, I’ll stop all research and everything!”

 

Yukveltire flinched at Lee Han’s sharp rebuke.

 

As expected of a Diret junior, he was quite emotional.

 

“Master. What’s next?”

 

-Next, please move the dimensional rift next to the chest containing the specter.

 

“…How exactly?”

 

Lee Han was slightly flustered.

 

Currently using Sarataan as a shield while replenishing mana and casting magic made it difficult to move directly.

 

But even if he could move directly, being told to move a rift would have been bewildering.

 

How am I supposed to do that?

 

-You can use space magic, my disciple.

 

“Uh… understood.”

 

Lee Han tried to utilize the 【Space Teleportation Stone】 embedded in his staff.

 

This stone obtained from a statue in the school had low-level teleportation magic cast on it.

 

-No, my disciple. You cannot cast it with that stone.

 

The Young Prince kindly advised.

 

The magic cast on the 【Space Teleportation Stone】 was only enough to teleport small, light objects – it couldn’t move such a rift.

 

Though it looked like straw floating in the air, that rift was clearly a phenomenon of dimensional overlap and a mass of power.

 

“Then…?”

 

-You must cast intermediate teleportation magic. Now, follow along.

 

The Young Prince taught considerately.

 

The instruction was so natural that Lee Han couldn’t even mention that he hadn’t learned low-level teleportation magic yet.

 

-Once you master this magic, you’ll be able to move heavy objects fairly easily, though living beings might be difficult.

 

“I, I see.”

 

Pl, please. Hurry up…

 

Sarataan managed to squeeze out a word while groaning in pain.

 

Whatever magic lecture was happening behind him, he felt like this pain would lessen if the magic was learned and cast as quickly as possible.

 

“Hey. Magic is difficult, you know?”

 

Lee Han protested to the spirit.

 

Now that he thought about it, Lee Han hadn’t even learned low-level teleportation magic yet.

 

Space-time magic was among the highest difficulty levels across all school magic, and Professor Garcia knew this, so she didn’t force Lee Han to learn it.

 

She judged it was sufficient to solidly build up basic low-circle magic first.

 

…Of course, the fact that her disciple was already overexerting himself with other school magic also played a part…

 

But now suddenly telling him to learn intermediate level magic.

 

‘Wasn’t this 5th circle?’

 

Space-time magic was difficult enough that evaluating it one level higher wouldn’t be an exaggeration – it might as well be called 5th circle magic.

 

Then… kugh… ask him to change… urgh… to something easier…

 

Sarataan threw away honorifics again and gave menacing advice.

 

If he hadn’t received help from mana, he would have collapsed and disappeared quickly, but this mage kept replenishing his mana, so he couldn’t even collapse and the pain continued.

 

“That’s a bit…”

 

Lee Han hesitated.

 

It’s hard to spit in a smiling face, and strangely it was difficult to speak directly in front of the young prince.

 

If it had been the Skeleton Principal, he would have said ‘Are you kidding me? I’ll file a complaint’ and collapsed on the floor, but to the prince who trusted him and cheered him on so brightly, it was a little…

 

Damn… damn bas… then… cook it…

 

“Alright. Alright. Just hang in there a little longer.”

 

Dodging the fragments flying like whips, Lee Han soothed Sarataan.

 

‘That guy. He’s really exaggerating.’

 

Just from the fact that the prince wasn’t stepping in, he could tell the situation wasn’t that serious yet.

 

If it had been truly dangerous, wouldn’t the prince have stepped in?

 

‘I did learn the basics though…’

 

Lee Han focused while recalling the basics of spatial magic he had learned from Professor Garcia and the incantation he had just heard from the prince.

 

Spatial movement actually looked like projectile-type magic due to its appearance, but when you think about it…

 

‘…it’s actually similar in nature to dimensional magic.’

 

Using massive mana to crush and twist space to create a path for objects to move.

 

That was the basic principle of spatial movement.

 

Lee Han took a deep breath.

 

His experience casting miniature world magic and other powerful spells several times helped him adapt relatively quickly.

 

Concentrate mana and twist space!

 

Crack!

 

One broken brick that failed to be controlled was spatially moved to Yukveltire’s feet, creating a breaking sound.

 

Yukveltire, who had been struggling with blocked magic, was startled and frantically waved her hands. It meant to hurry up.

 

“…”

 

Thinking he should apologize later, Lee Han concentrated again.

 

‘I should reverse the direction.’

 

Of course, since Yukveltire was also a mage, she could block spatial movement with her own great mana or notice the signs and respond first.

 

But right now she was very tired and absorbed in high-level magic.

 

If he made a mistake, he might go down in Einroguard history as the junior who assassinated his senior.

 

-You’re doing well, my disciple. If you shorten the casting speed more and refine the coordinates more precisely, that should be sufficient.

 

“Thank you.”

 

Hurry… hurry up…

 

“I said I got it, didn’t I? Be quiet.”

 

After several attempts, Lee Han barely managed to move the rift.

 

The dimensional rift was a much more difficult target than ordinary chests or stones. Even while sending it, his grip throbbed and a headache came on.

 

“Is it done?”

 

-Excellent, my disciple.

 

Am, am I alive…?

 

As the pressure weakened slightly, Sarataan spoke again.

 

Whether it was because of the mage’s magic or because he had endured as much as he could, the pressure seemed to have decreased.

 

“Ahiman’s…”

 

“3rd tier! It’s 3rd tier, Sarataan!”

 

Hearing Yukveltire’s incantation, Lee Han realized his senior had cleared the blocked part and was summoning the final magic.

 

At that news, Sarataan staggered. His body still had strength left, but his will was broken.

 

When a spirit’s will was broken, it showed outwardly too. Sarataan’s massive body shrank and swayed like a rotten old tree.

 

It’s… it’s over… give up…

 

“What are you giving up, you bastard!”

 

Sarataan was startled by the blunt blow that struck him from the side.

 

The mage he thought would have run away immediately was supporting him from the side while shouting.

 

“Hold on! We’re almost there! I’ll cast magic together with you too!”

 

Why, why…?

 

In this situation, when a spirit collapsed, the standard was for the mage to give up and retreat.

 

But this mage, even if he scolded him, didn’t leave his position. Rather, he was stepping forward and trying to shoulder the burden together.

 

Sarataan unconsciously looked at the young prince.

 

Could this be what that archmage meant by a good heart?

 

‘The spirit is weaker than I thought.’

 

The young prince thought to himself.

 

He had planned to help that silver-haired mage’s magic while also teaching his disciple a few spells, but the spirit was weaker than expected so no opportunities arose.

 

He was barely able to pass on just one spatial movement spell.

 

No matter how long he had been confined, who would have thought he’d exaggerate this much.

 

Master mage! Is this what you meant!?

 

-What?

 

A good heart! I think I understand a little now!

 

-Really? That’s good. Then try to hold on just a little longer.

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