Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1206

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Chapter 1206

‘Let’s think of it as consideration.’

Though his inner conflict was intense, Lee Han accepted it for now.

At least that seemed like it would put his mind at ease.

I sense magical energy from the swamplands. Osu’s Disciple. Don’t rashly destroy everything – check it out first. There might be something to learn.

“Ah, yes.”

Lee Han brushed it off casually.

What was there to learn in such an ominous dimension?

If anything moved, he planned to attack first. After seeing those undead earlier, he had grasped the average level of enemies existing in this region.

There might be no need to ask questions or have conversations one by one…

I also sense powerful life force. Hmm. Perhaps there might be other enemies as well.

“Ah, yes… Yes?”

Lee Han hesitated.

That last statement was hard to brush off casually.

What did he mean by other enemies?

“What do you mean by that?”

Osu’s Disciple. Considering your family and status, you wouldn’t think we’re the only ones visiting such dimensions.

The Yachaowang’s words were correct.

There were many who knew about Sainguiros’s essence – at least those who coveted that power and domain.

Mages, demons, evil worshippers, and so on.

Meeting such other visitors here wouldn’t be particularly surprising.

Nevertheless, there must be a reason for asking this. From what I can see, your reason is…

-The Successor has already departed.

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The priest with a snake pattern carved into his forehead spoke suspiciously.

“Something’s strange… something’s strange indeed.”

Currently, this priestly order was divided into three groups.

Ordinary cultists who lacked deep faith but were correspondingly less tainted by madness.

The mad priests who commanded those cultists, boasting powerful faith and divine authority.

Finally, the immortal bishop who commanded those priests.

Of course, the immortal himself hadn’t come here in person.

This bishop, who dreamed of eternal life, was correspondingly suspicious and thorough. He wasn’t someone who would personally enter a strange dimension due to a deal with the Demon Hag.

Currently, the immortal was commanding the group by borrowing the body of the priest with the snake pattern carved into his forehead.

Though the power he could use was greatly reduced, he could easily escape if necessary.

“What exactly seems strange to you?”

The alchemist disciple asked the immortal a question.

The priests didn’t ask useless questions, but the cultists were different. They constantly asked questions while reading the mood.

This was because they were still at the stage of weighing faith against profit.

The immortal didn’t bother to mock or intimidate them.

Most cultists of the Prahgal Order came after being tempted by the sweet dream of eternal life.

However, among them, only a very few could actually enter the stage of true eternal immortality.

With such a half-hearted attitude, they would be eliminated soon enough. They were insignificant dregs not worth the immortal’s effort to deal with or devour.

“Was there anyone in the Sainguiros Sect capable of managing a domain of this scale?”

The immortal was puzzled.

Currently, the immortal had entered by tracking Sainguiros’s power to fulfill his deal with the Demon Hag.

But this domain felt somehow unsettling. He sensed more powerful force from the source than expected.

All the old bishops of the Sainguiros Sect should have been completely annihilated during the Empire’s subjugation campaign, right?

‘Has a new bishop-level powerhouse emerged? But is that even possible?’

Given the nature of the Sainguiros Sect, for a new bishop-level powerhouse to be born, an entire small region would need to be sacrificed.

It might have been possible with the old reclusive western vampire families, but it wouldn’t be easy in the current situation.

Unless there was a strategist displaying cunning beyond the immortal’s expectations…

“The power can be felt, but it’s not properly managed. Is this someone who gained power recently?”

“The level of those plunderers is obvious, isn’t it! They’re insignificant fools!”

The cultists shouted flatteringly. At this sight, the immortal hid his contempt and commanded.

“You speak truly. Go! Go and bring back their heads. Let’s see the face of this new bishop!”

When the order was given, the cultists moved enthusiastically.

The Prahgal Order had various divine powers, but speaking of general characteristics, their distinctive overflowing vitality could be cited as an example.

These powers that allowed rapid regeneration from any wound and even reattachment of severed heads were why this evil cult remained consistently popular.

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Moreover, these powers didn’t end with simple regeneration alone.

To handle their overflowing vitality, the order’s cultists would transform into more perfect forms. Though it might appear disgusting and grotesque to unbelievers, perfect internal laws existed within.

One cultist transformed into a chimera with a build similar to a medium-grade golem. It was a physique that wouldn’t be pushed back even when clashing with trolls.

The undead were swept away by the cultists’ charge.

Watching this scene, the immortal heightened his senses to the extreme. If the enemy was going to counterattack, now would be the opportunity.

However, no counterattack came. It was as if they had abandoned this place.

‘What the hell is this?’

Despite winning, the immortal’s mood grew increasingly uneasy. He couldn’t understand what the enemy was thinking.

“…If the enemies won’t move, we’ll just burn more. Harvest the enemies’ heads. Let’s see if they’ll remain still even when all the minions in their domain fall!”

The immortal divided the priests and cultists to move separately.

Dispersing forces in such a place wasn’t a good choice, but it was advantageous for provoking the enemy.

Surely they wouldn’t remain still even with this?

“Priest!”

“!”

As expected, the enemies took the bait.

When those who had gone to the swamplands came running urgently, the immortal’s eyes gleamed as he asked.

“Have the enemies appeared?”

“Th-that’s not it…”

“?”

“It seems there’s another mage in the domain.”

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

The immortal firmly denied it.

Many evil worshippers established themselves in remote dimensions where the Empire’s trackers would have difficulty finding them.

Naturally, this domain where Sainguiros’s power could be felt was the same.

The immortal could track this place because he was an evil worshipper himself and had clashed with Sainguiros’s gang before, but an ordinary mage couldn’t do so.

Unless they had received an invitation from a bishop, how could they have found this place?

“I-it’s really true. The others saw them too.”

However, the cultists spoke in unison. The immortal thought carefully and then asked.

“Could it be someone who got lost and drifted in?”

That was a possibility.

Occasionally, there were stupid mages who became dimensional strays after being too greedy without understanding their own limitations.

“No. They were sweeping away the undead.”

However, the cultists denied it once again.

If they were lost, they should be fleeing and looking for an escape route instead of fighting, but the mage they saw was excessively aggressive and combative.

“…Follow me.”

The immortal raised the priest’s body and began walking.

Whether enemy or ally was unclear, but he intended to confirm with his own eyes first.

‘Were their words correct?!’

The immortal’s pupils filled with surprise as he spotted the mage in the distance.

Indeed, just as the cultists had reported, there was a mage in the swamplands.

He definitely wasn’t someone who had gotten lost and drifted in. He was far too aggressive for that.

He seemed to have properly mastered water elemental magic, as even with water elemental magic that was relatively lacking in destructive power, he could be seen sweeping away the undead before they could even approach.

‘A dangerous one. Just who is he?’

A powerful mage was a threat to the evil worshippers by his very existence.

Even if he wasn’t an enemy now, there was no telling when he might become one.

The Immortal observed the mage carefully once more.

The opponent hadn’t used high-level magic, but he couldn’t be certain of his level from that alone. It could be that he simply didn’t cast it because there was no need to.

And that possibility was likely high. Just the fact that he had found his way here meant there was a high chance he was no ordinary mage.

‘His mana is… what…?!’

The Immortal who had been observing was shocked when he belatedly realized the opponent’s mana capacity.

He had missed it while pondering the identity, but the man had been continuing combat without rest for even a single moment!

“!”

The mage finished his battle and turned his gaze. It seemed he had noticed their approach.

Well, he probably would have noticed from when the cultists discovered them earlier. A mage of that caliber couldn’t possibly be unaware of such things.

Instead of a hasty ambush or attack, the Immortal spoke with a hint of respect. This was an extremely rare sight from this arrogant bishop.

“Greetings, mage.”

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“Aren’t those guys from the Prahgal Order?”

-Seeing the markings carved on their foreheads, that’s right. Seeing several priests have come, they’ve put quite some effort into this.

“…Since we made a contract, it should be fine.”

Lee Han recalled his contract with the Demon Hag.

Surely the Demon Hag had stepped forward to arrange a temporary alliance with Prahgal.

The hamster squeaked in agreement.

-Strong beings like the Demon Hag have weight to their words, so they don’t easily speak nonsense. If the Demon Hag said it was arranged, then it’s done.

“Phew.”

-But are you sure those guys know about it?

The hamster’s point was sharp.

Even if the higher-ups had formed a temporary alliance, the subordinates below might not know. At that point, Lee Han frowned.

“Shouldn’t you have mentioned that first?”

-…

The hamster shuddered at Lee Han’s nagging over a difference of just a few seconds.

-If they’re guys who don’t know, they wouldn’t be of such high rank, so there’s no need to worry.

“You can say that after looking at those numbers?”

Lee Han was very displeased.

The memory of Prahgal Order priests sacrificing themselves to summon powerful undead monsters was still vivid…

Surely they weren’t going to summon something like that again here?

“Greetings, mage.”

The priest who appeared to be the leader greeted him. Lee Han breathed a sigh of relief at that polite attitude.

It could be to let his guard down, but at least it seemed he had no intention of attacking for now.

“It seems you know about the Demon Hag’s contract.”

-It appears to be so.

“May I ask your name?”

At the priest’s question, Lee Han tried to use a false name as usual. He wasn’t stupid enough to give his real name to an evil worshipper.

“Ste…”

Lee Han, who was about to say Stedal Nago, suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Come to think of it, wasn’t this the false name he had used when raiding the Prahgal Order!

“Ste?”

“We’re just passing acquaintances, why would I bother giving my name.”

Lee Han quickly changed the subject. A strange light flickered in the opposing priest’s eyes.

‘Something is odd.’

It was as if that priest was himself yet not himself. Lee Han concentrated his mind to enhance his soul sight.

Then an amazing sight entered his vision. There were two souls inside the opposing priest’s body.

“Is it possible to have two souls?”

-What? Ah… that’s a method befitting evil worshippers. Since they value their own lives, they embed fragments of their souls in subordinates to control them.

The hamster said this while clicking his tongue.

He didn’t like such methods due to side effects and aftereffects, but seeing his current hamster state, perhaps that would have been better…

The hamster, who had been having other thoughts, shuddered at the ominously rippling mana.

-Be careful! He’s using an evil power!

“What kind of power?!”

From the eyes of the snake-patterned priest, the evil power of a malevolent deity burst forth and tried to envelop Lee Han.

It was a power that sought to penetrate the opponent’s defenses and spy on their inner self.

However, that power was lightly deflected and vanished into emptiness. Blood flowed from the eyes and nose of the snake-patterned priest.

-…Well, that worked out well.

“Can’t you tell me a bit faster? Please concentrate!”

The hamster gritted his teeth.

Ever since leaving Einroguard, this guy had become particularly sharp.

-I am concentrating. That was just now because he launched a surprise attack…

While the two whispered, the Immortal stopped the bleeding from his body. It was a side effect from the failed use of his power just now.

The deflection of his power was shocking, but the man’s nonchalant reaction was even more shocking.

Despite being attacked, to remain so calm!

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