Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1197

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Chapter 1197

-Is the chair old?

The Death Knights looked at their junior with puzzlement.

For a junior with decent skills to suddenly fall backward like that.

“No, no… did you just hear that correctly?? About other Evil Worshippers…”

-Yes. Those bastards from Prahgal.

“???”

As the Death Knights reacted so nonchalantly, Amurec fell into even greater confusion.

‘Am I the strange one?!’

Evil Worshippers weren’t the type who could be persuaded or commanded.

Mercenaries who joined without faith for profit would be better, but proper fanatics made conversation itself impossible.

Yet they could give limited commands to them.

How?!

“May, may I ask about the method?”

“There’s someone called the Demon Hag, and she has a way to deceive bishops of other Evil Worshipper cults. With that, we can now give indirect commands.”

“As I said, it’s a dangerous contract.”

Professor Boladi spoke again.

As a professor of Einroguard, even if not a dark mage, he knew at least the name of the Demon Hag.

Such eccentric multidimensional beings often led the mages who contracted with them to ruin.

“I contracted carefully enough.”

“That’s right. And you weren’t even there.”

Professor Kirmin took Lee Han’s side. The Death Knights joined in too.

-He must have handled it well. It’s not the first time he’s contracted with suspicious and dangerous beings.

-You get along well with our master too. No need to worry.

“But that’s…”

As Professor Boladi pointed out the differences between the Skeleton Principal and the Demon Hag, the place suddenly turned into a debate arena.

The debate topics were ever-changing.

‘How dangerous is the Demon Hag’ ‘Can someone who gets along with the Skeleton Principal also get along with the Demon Hag’ ‘Why does Wardanaz always contract with dangerous beings’ ‘Professor, you escaped and now you’re making a fuss about me making a little contract’ and so on.

Amurec could only watch the conversation in bewilderment.

No…

‘The, the Evil Worshipper command just ends like this?’

He naturally thought they would discuss and explain it longer, but the mages showed no interest as if it was already a finished matter.

Ibinta felt an odd satisfaction seeing the dumbfounded appearance of the New Moon Knights member.

‘Hehe. He can’t help but be surprised. I understand.’

She always felt the sorrow of being the only normal person stuck among lunatics, but with one more person added like this, she felt a sense of kinship.

“Ahem, ehem. Everyone? For now… you decided to catch a mage named Enstair.”

When Amurec cleared his throat and spoke, the mages returned to reality.

-That’s right. What will you do, Professor Bagrek? We’ll respect the professor’s choice.

“Let’s postpone mobilizing the Evil Worshippers.”

Jeers immediately poured out at Professor Boladi’s answer.

-Ignoring the method your disciple worked hard to prepare! I knew this would happen!

-This overprotective fool. Think about your school days! Aren’t you ashamed!

“That guy would have refused whatever method Wardanaz proposed!”

“Ev, everyone. Please calm down.”

Still, as his master, Lee Han stepped forward to stop the people.

The Death Knights and Professor Kirmin, who were excitedly jeering, finally quieted down a bit.

“The Professor must have his reasons for that. Either he has other attack methods… surely he didn’t postpone it just because the Demon Hag is dangerous. Isn’t that right?”

Lee Han turned around to look at Professor Boladi and asked. The professor answered calmly.

“No. That’s also a reason.”

“May I go over to that side?”

Lee Han looked at the group that had just been jeering and asked.

Why did he take the side of such a person when he should have just jeered from there from the beginning?

-It’s fortunate you’re opening your eyes even now. Come quickly.

“The magic you taught me wasn’t exactly safe either, Professor.”

Come to think of it, it was even more absurd.

He filled his lectures with such dangerous things, yet acted like this just because he contracted with the Demon Hag while he was away.

“What are you talking about?”

Professor Boladi was puzzled.

His attitude was as if he didn’t understand what his disciple had said.

“…It’s nothing! Haha. Anyway, there are other methods, right?”

Lee Han changed the subject.

He felt that talking more would only torment his soul.

* * *

Enstair was a typical mage criminal. He just hadn’t been wanted yet, but his principles of action were the same.

A mage fascinated by the mysteries of magic, who would use any means necessary to ascend to deeper and darker realms.

Like most uncaught mage criminals, Enstair had also built his nest quite carefully and cleverly.

First, the location of his workshop was like that.

Sometimes impatient criminals would fearlessly set up workshops in secluded places, but the standard was to set them up in crowded areas.

The coming and going crowds would serve as shields and awnings. Research and experiments could be done underground just as well.

Next was the workshop’s defense.

These human-sized combat dolls were quite expensive and could be exchanged for gold, silver, treasures, and reagents anytime he wanted, but Enstair didn’t do so.

The more one stole from others, the more one had to prepare for being stolen from.

It wasn’t just the Empire’s Knights or mages he feared. Rather, other mage criminals or remnants of Evil Worshippers were more dangerous to Enstair.

They would see him as a good safe to rob since he couldn’t report them anywhere. The only thing he could trust was his own skill.

Therefore, instead of selling the golems outside, Enstair deployed them densely to increase his workshop’s defense.

If any intruders entered, they would face a powerful network of firepower.

Creak-

Enstair checked the core of his workshop located in the deepest part underground.

Finally, the most important thing was the magic circle that supplied the mana needed for the workshop and the escape method.

The medium-range spatial movement scroll obtained from ancient ruins was still maintained intact.

Judging by the weathering speed, the scroll would probably break in about 10 years…

‘Scrolls containing powerful magic are problematic for this reason.’

Even if he spent expensive money to obtain ancient ruin scrolls, such scrolls couldn’t last long once brought outside.

Still, it couldn’t be helped. This was a kind of lifeline.

Enstair checked the scroll and also checked the underground wall. This wall, which was his second escape route, was connected to another dimension, and he planned to escape through here if spatial movement failed.

【…Master. A new invitation has come in…】

Suddenly Enstair felt his eyes and ears shaking.

The first floor of the workshop that was open to the public.

On this workshop’s first floor, a small golem disguised as Enstair was stationed. This mage often enjoyed using such doubles.

Enstair closed his eyes and switched his vision. A worker employed by the workshop was bowing his head respectfully.

“What invitation?”

“The city’s summoning mages held a simple gathering, and they want to receive teachings from Master Enstair…”

“Ah! What an honor.”

However, contempt flashed through Enstair’s eyes.

There were countless such gatherings throughout the Empire where mages with such poor skills would gather among themselves to exchange worthless information.

Mage criminals like Enstair had no choice but to despise such gatherings.

Those inferior fools were just intoxicated with pride in being mages…

Unless he was attending to kill the mages and plunder their belongings, there was really no point in participating.

“But unfortunately. The golems I’m currently working on are running a bit late…”

“Oh my! Then I’ll convey that message.”

“You’ll have to take some trouble.”

After the worker left, Enstair came up and took over from the golem.

Then he spread out the city newspaper. Cities of a certain size in the Empire usually had at least one newspaper covering local affairs.

Enstair, who had been expressionlessly skimming through the information, widened his eyes.

‘Langbern suddenly disappeared!?’

…Due to Count Langbern’s sudden disappearance, the knight order suspects wandering mercenaries… The mercenaries are protesting that Count Langbern probably went hunting…

Of course, it could really have been a surprise attack by mercenaries, or it could have been a whimsical hunt or trip.

But Enstair somehow felt a chill. It was because they knew each other’s former identities.

Of course, they weren’t close. Rather, they were closer to being wary adversaries.

There was no guarantee that one of them wouldn’t strike first to keep secrets.

So Langbern stayed in Langbern’s territory, and Enstair stayed in Enstair’s territory, each keeping watch on the other…

…And now this disappearance.

‘Something’s strange. Who the hell is it?’

There were too many suspects.

Starting with wandering mercenaries, there were other mage criminals too, but what seemed most suspicious right now were the remnants of the old order.

Enstair had also recently heard news that the Seinguiros Sect had been revived.

What if these losers, intoxicated by ridiculous delusions, were seeking out former believers and threatening them?

“Damn bastards. If they fell after acting up without knowing their place, that should have been the end of it. What lingering attachment do they have!”

With a bang, Enstair kicked his chair.

When the Seinguiros Sect’s faith was spreading in the western region before, this mage had also bowed and begged for power, but that was only when the sect’s influence was high and the power of faith was strong.

How much time and resources would it take for those who had fallen so dramatically to revive?

And in such a process, would the Empire really leave them alone?

A mage like Enstair had no intention of participating in such an uncertain gamble. That was something only those who had reached the level of fanaticism would do.

‘If they’re seeking out former believers to force cooperation, I need to prepare. Should I report them?’

Lost in thought, Enstair tried to summon the demon he had recently contracted with.

Since it was a demon he had barely managed to contract with by offering expensive sacrifices, it would likely be helpful at times like this.

Hissss-

“???”

Enstair cast a bewildered look at the smoke rising from the magic circle.

As a powerful summoning mage, this had never happened before.

The magic hadn’t failed, but the magic had succeeded yet the contracted demon didn’t appear?

“What the hell…!”

Even bad luck couldn’t be this bad.

The demon had either fled considering the penalty for breach of contract, or had been attacked, and the latter was very likely.

With the surroundings being turbulent lately, even this misfortune felt like an omen.

“Master. I’ve brought the letters.”

“…Ah! Bring them here.”

He felt like throwing a chair and telling them to get lost, but Enstair remembered his reputation and held back.

He couldn’t do anything conspicuous.

‘【Western Summoning Mages Gathering】… I want this but I’ll have to postpone it. Going out now feels somehow frightening. 【Please donate】? Trash! Do they think I’m made of money? 【Golem Purchase Inquiry】? …No. I can’t reduce the number of golems in the workshop right now. 【Antagondals】. What crazy bastard is this?’

Enstair paused when he saw the last letter.

A letter with just ‘Antagondals’ written on it without any context.

What was he supposed to do with this? What the hell was this…

“!!!!”

At that moment, Enstair’s memory came back to life.

The mage criminal Antagondals!

He had lost contact recently and was thought to have left the continent or died…?!

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