Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1168

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Chapter 1168

Naturally, the opponent’s mana didn’t waver in the slightest. It was a waste of a precious attack, but the Voice had no regrets.

This mage stirred up an inexplicably strong urge to punch him in the face.

For the Voice, who rarely engaged in such childish behavior, what just happened could be considered quite a refreshing experience.

You don’t necessarily have to be evil to associate with cultists.

‘Hmm. That’s surprisingly plausible.’

Lee Han rubbed his head as he thought.

Even the Skeleton Principal had used captured cultists from the Kseaksarigol sect to spy on enemy plans.

Of course, this line of thinking had the blind spot that the Skeleton Principal might actually be an evil being.

“Joining hands with one side means, um… so you’re saying I should join hands with the Prahgal sect and strike at the Sainguiros sect?”

Do the opposite of what the young boy wants.

Of course not. Lee Han wanted to prioritize striking at the Sainguiros sect above all else.

You know that when I say join hands, I don’t mean actually join hands, right? Even if you have to shake hands and leave that be, strip the meat off the rest.

“I understand. But just because I want to join hands doesn’t mean the Prahgal sect has any reason to respond, does it? I don’t think they’ll trust me at all…”

Just as Lee Han didn’t trust the evil worshippers, the evil worshippers were also deeply distrustful of Lee Han.

Especially the Prahgal sect had been screwed over several times.

If Lee Han suddenly contacted them acting friendly, they’d obviously think ‘Is this bastard preparing a subjugation force and digging a trap?’

And in fact, that would be correct. Lee Han could backstab them at any time. He felt no guilt whatsoever.

‘The other side would do the same anyway.’

Did you think I’d give advice without considering that? Of course I have a method all thought out! This grandmother will act as a matchmaker between you two.

“!”

Surprisingly, the Voice boasted that she could build a bridge between Lee Han and the Prahgal sect.

And this statement was convincing. If she was a powerful being from another dimension, she would have some acquaintance with evil worshippers.

“If you could really do that, I would be nothing but grateful.”

Now you’re acting a bit more endearingly. Of course I can do that. But there are a few things you need to remember. You absolutely must not forget. Understand?

“What kind of…”

One. You must betray the tentacle bastards immediately after the job is done.

“I can betray them even before it’s finished.”

The Voice nearly stumbled over her words at Lee Han’s immediately confident response.

Two. In that case, make sure to offer the spoils taken from the tentacle bastards to this grandmother. Surely you won’t complain about offering additional spoils.

“How could I possibly do that?”

Lee Han had no particular complaints about this condition either.

What mattered was striking the Sainguiros sect, not what he could gain from the Prahgal sect.

If he could have a skilled and cunning powerful being from another dimension on his side, he could pay that much without hesitation.

Three. Finally… periodically report on how Bakwantalana’s magic is progressing.

The Voice was surprisingly interested in the magic Bakwantalana had left behind.

When the being who had supposedly taught black magic to Bakwantalana showed such curiosity, Lee Han asked in surprise.

“Is there something you can gain from Lord Bakwantalana’s magic?”

There wouldn’t be much to learn, but this grandmother originally enjoys watching mortals’ foolish magic. I’m curious about what kind of magic Bakwantalana, who received my teachings, ultimately completed.

The Voice already had an idea why Bakwantalana had deliberately left his magic on the stone tablet as a mark.

This outstanding mage surely wanted to give future mages who inherited the tablet an opportunity to receive wisdom like himself.

From the Voice’s perspective, this was utterly absurd behavior. It was already miraculous that Bakwantalana had caught her eye, yet he hoped for it to happen twice.

Originally, she would have laughed at such intentions and tried to retrieve the tablet…

…but somehow she ended up actively giving advice.

‘Maybe I acted carelessly because I laughed too much at the fact that he contracted with Objectivity.’

Honestly, it was hard not to laugh at such a combination.

A guy who had connections with powerful beings from all dimensions had even contracted with Arna.

It was like a comedy where an already blazing candle finds an oil barrel and pours it on itself.

This was certainly a rarity that distinguished him from other mortals whose eyes had turned red with greed for wisdom.

When else could she see a mortal who burned so fiercely that not even ashes would remain, yet had no intention of stopping?

Since things had come to this, the Voice planned to observe even the magic Bakwantalana had left behind.

‘Let’s see whether he chose a proper successor or not, given the wisdom he received.’

“Understood! I’ll learn it right away.”

Didn’t grandmother clearly say ‘periodically’? What are you going to do if a young one’s ears get even more deaf!

“I apologize.”

Lee Han apologized.

Having been at Einroguard for so long, he had become too accustomed to mastering magic on the spot.

Acting that way outside could make him look like an arrogant mage.

Then wait obediently. I’ll summon the tentacle bastards by spanking their butts.

“Ah. Please wait a moment.”

?

“What title should I use to address you?”

…

The Voice was once again amazed by the opponent mage’s imbalance.

The imbalance between strength and common sense usually became prominent when one grew too rapidly.

To think that someone so strong and connected to powerful beings from various dimensions didn’t even know who the Voice was.

Kekeke. Call me the cranky Demon Hag.

‘Is this a trap?’

“Yes. Grandmother…”

The Demon Hag seemed annoyed that Lee Han asked but then said something different, so she hit him once more and disappeared.

If the stone tablet hadn’t remained, he might have wondered if he’d been dreaming.

“…”

Lee Han looked at Catten.

Despite being the person with the sharpest intuition among the upperclassmen he knew, Catten hadn’t sensed what had just happened at all.

‘…Amazing. I can’t even guess what kind of power that was.’

He understood it was because of the barrier the Demon Hag had cast, but Lee Han couldn’t fathom what kind of magic had created that barrier.

Magic from outside the continent, from other dimensions, was a totality of chaos and change that escaped general rules and laws.

The power the Demon Hag had shown was probably part of such magic. Bakwantalana hadn’t sought wisdom for nothing.

‘Wait. Is that why she asked if I wasn’t going to ask about magic? …Should I have just asked about magic?’

Lee Han suddenly felt regret.

Lately, evil beings kept swarming like flies, so he asked about that first, but thinking about it, it was natural for the other party to be dumbfounded.

How strange must it have sounded to seek life advice from a master of mysterious interdimensional magic?

If he had just asked about black magic…

‘…No. What’s done is done.’

There was nothing good about pathetically asking cranky dimensional powerhouses ‘Can’t we change it?’

Lee Han had already learned his lesson from the Yachaowang.

“Senior. Actually, I just had a conversation with the owner of this stone tablet.”

“…Th-th-th-that’s impossible!”

Catten jumped up.

Could that strange sensation from earlier have really been?

“Come to think of it, Sarataan. Didn’t you confidently claim there were no changes in mana or dimensional distortions earlier?”

-…The opponent was too formidable.

Sarataan became dejected and made excuses.

We could have just let it slide since it was forgotten, but you had to bring it up again…

* * *

Giselle walked through the bleak corridors of the northern fortress, devoid of any decoration, with her older sister Jicklin, explaining what had happened.

Though she spoke with feigned modesty, it was difficult to completely hide her boastful mood.

The White Tiger Tower students had caught several wanted criminals this time, and I caught Harenken, though I’m not exactly bragging…

Jicklin wore a single line of smile on her stern face. Few things pleased Jicklin as much as her younger sister’s achievements.

If she had to choose, there was also the pleasure of beheading a giant monster in one strike and smelling its blood, but her sister’s achievements were slightly more enjoyable.

“Indeed, that’s right. Well done.”

When they were alone together, Jicklin treated her younger sibling comfortably. In this family moment that others couldn’t see, Giselle bragged unlike her usual self.

“I can now fully control aura too.”

“!”

This was news that even surprised Jicklin.

Even among peers who devoted themselves solely to the sword, such rapid progress was uncommon.

“That’s truly amazing!”

“It’s nothing special. I was just lucky.”

“In what situation did you realize it? While training alone? Or during combat?”

“It was during combat.”

Jicklin nodded as if understanding.

“The exhilaration of battle makes swordsmen more focused. Our family’s swordsmanship is dynamic, so it would be even more so.”

Depending on the characteristics of swordsmanship and swordsmen, it was bound to be divided into whether one realizes it while training alone or during combat.

“Tell me the situation in detail.”

“Well, you see…”

Giselle stopped bragging and began explaining seriously with the mindset of getting advice from a senior swordsman.

There are evil worshippers and this strange friend who steals their powers well, and during combat this guy got distracted…

“Wardanaz?”

“I didn’t say Wardanaz.”

“Is it someone else?”

“…It is Wardanaz. But that’s not really important.”

“Did you thank him?”

“What? Thank him?”

Giselle felt bewildered.

Being very generous, she could give thanks for all situations at Einroguard except this one.

She couldn’t deny that Wardanaz played a major role in meals, assignments, exams, tracking escaped White Tiger Tower students, and so on.

But wasn’t this something Giselle protected by fighting well herself!

“I know that, but gaining enlightenment about swordsmanship is an even more amazing thing. You should be grateful.”

“…Yes… I’ll thank him.”

“When?”

‘Oh no.’

Giselle regretted it.

Her sister Jicklin was someone who, when suggesting they have a meal together sometime, would decide the exact hour, minute, and second on the spot.

“Right after this commission meeting ends…”

“Good thinking. You should cherish your friends.”

‘He’ll probably think it’s strange.’

“Is there anything unusual happening in the territory?”

Giselle spoke to change the subject. Jicklin’s expression darkened slightly.

“What a knight can do seems truly limited.”

“…It’s the same for mages.”

Nature was always greater than mortals.

When dimensions twisted and abnormal phenomena occurred throughout the region, there wasn’t much humans could do.

Currently, the northern knights were running around trying to eliminate monsters above a certain scale and manage suddenly appearing ruins and dungeons, but they couldn’t completely calm the disturbance.

“Right. There are dark mages in the territory, but didn’t any Einroguard dark mages come?”

“They received invitations but didn’t come.”

“Really?”

Giselle felt puzzled.

Both Wardanaz and Grall from the same tower would appeal their poverty, saying ‘Einroguard’s Black Magic Department goes anywhere if they just receive an invitation’…

‘Was it an exaggeration? Well, Wardanaz does tend to exaggerate.’

“They say they can solve the northern region’s abnormal phenomena, so everyone’s contemplating it.”

“From what I hear, it does seem like black magic-related phenomena…”

“Hmm. What do you think about asking the dark mages to have Wardanaz participate in their meeting?”

“We’re still second years!”

Giselle was horrified and tried to stop her.

No matter how much Giselle usually wanted to push her friend’s back, she didn’t want to push him among brilliant dark mages. That would lead to brutal bloody revenge.

“Even second years can offer good opinions, can’t they?”

“Absolutely not… well, it’s not impossible, but please don’t. I’ll be misunderstood as the one who suggested it.”

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