Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1219
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Chapter 1219
The Death Knights who arrived late whispered in confusion.
-Even so, after achieving such merit, sending him to the punishment room is a bit…
“He absolutely must be sent.”
-?!
The knights flinched at Professor Garcia’s ominous voice coming from behind.
Professor Garcia’s face was deeply marked with fatigue from having just cast grand magic.
However, her eyes blazed with anger toward her disobedient disciple.
“If the Principal shows favoritism and doesn’t send him to the punishment room, I’ll file a complaint to His Majesty the Inspector, and if His Majesty the Inspector shows favoritism and doesn’t send him to the punishment room, I’ll file a complaint to His Imperial Majesty.”
-Actually, I was also thinking he should go to the punishment room, Professor. He can’t grow if we only coddle him.
-That’s right! Sometimes a sharp rod is necessary.
The Death Knights flipped their attitude again.
During this evil deity expedition, they had taken the successor’s side too much.
They needed to gradually appease the professors before they exploded.
And honestly, it was true that the successor had acted a bit too aggressively during this expedition.
It was easy to say now that it was all over, but charging recklessly, following recklessly, and using dangerous microcosm magic recklessly…
Perhaps going to the punishment room to cool his head and reflect on his actions would really be helpful.
‘I can just say I opposed it.’
‘I just need to say the professors told us to put him in.’
The Death Knights were indeed cunning. Even while agreeing, they were already preparing escape routes for themselves.
You all fought bravely and well.
The Yachaowang arrived last.
The battle with the rampaging evil deity had dealt quite a blow to the Yachaowang as well. The king removed his broken and dented armor, threw it away, and spat out dead blood.
Your arm is ruined. Don’t overdo it for about a month.
The Yachaowang grabbed Professor Boladi’s arm that had been shattered by magic and cast healing power.
Professor Boladi pointed to his disciple with his other hand and said.
“Please take care of Wardanaz first.”
“I’m fine. Please take your time.”
Don’t worry, Professor of Einroguard.
After finishing the healing, the Yachaowang pointed behind him.
Disciple of Osu. Look over there.
“?”
Lee Han turned his head. His vision was dark and red, making it hard to see.
What’s there?
Thud!
The Yachaowang cleanly knocked out Lee Han with a single punch.
Unlike the professor’s injuries, it’s better for Osu’s disciple to be knocked out for recovery.
Professor Boladi’s injuries were actually easier to heal.
The shattered arm looked terrible, but conversely, it meant only one arm needed to be regenerated.
Being an experienced combat mage himself, he had calculated everything even when overexerting himself.
In comparison, Osu’s disciple was still inexperienced and went berserk without thinking of the consequences.
The Yachaowang’s earlier healing wasn’t complete healing.
Yet in that situation, claiming to be fully recovered and repeatedly activating microcosm dynamis, overworking himself.
Since the burden on both body and soul was severe, it was better to rest thoroughly for a while.
“You speak wisely.”
Professor Garcia quickly lifted her fallen disciple onto one shoulder.
Tell Osu that dynamis should be forbidden for a while. Osu’s disciple lacks self-control.
“…You could have said that before he used it.”
Professor Garcia couldn’t help but speak up.
This Yachaowang was pretending not to know, but he had clearly been picturing most situations in his head during this evil deity expedition.
Then we couldn’t have caught the evil deity for sure.
“…”
“…”
This bastard?
The professors glared at the Yachaowang.
They could see why this king was unpopular across dimensions and had no friends except the Skeleton Principal.
The domain’s energy is returning. I’ll command the yachas to plant udumbara flowers. That should purify it much faster.
Though their anger wasn’t resolved, the professors looked around at the desolate domain landscape at the Yachaowang’s words.
Since the master who led the domain was dead, this scenery could only be seen for the last time now.
Professor Garcia thanked her colleagues and the Yachaowang.
“Though it’s nothing new, you all really worked hard.”
“What are you saying. Thank you for not abandoning Boladi and coming with us, Professor Kim.”
“Thank you all…”
Wait.
The Yachaowang interrupted. The professors looked at the Yachaowang with displeased eyes.
Why was he dampening such a warm atmosphere?
It’s not all over yet.
“What? Are there remnants??”
Professor Garcia’s eyes widened in surprise.
How could there be remaining remnants in this situation?
Hierdan of the Wardanaz Family is outside leading the yacha forces in guerrilla warfare. Go tell him it ended well.
“…”
It was absurd but easy to understand.
Who else could lead yacha forces and destroy domains?
There weren’t many people capable of that.
“I-I see. But couldn’t Your Majesty tell him directly?”
No.
“???”
While Professor Garcia was bewildered, the Yachaowang asked the Death Knights.
I’ll leave it to you honorable knights.
-Uh… it’s an honor, but why us?
The knights felt a subtle uneasiness.
It was an instinctive sense that only knights who had experienced all kinds of bloody battles could feel.
Because you are most suitable. Oh, and hide the fact that Osu’s disciple was injured like this. The moment the other person comes here, a fight will break out.
-…
“…”
* * *
The Death Knights flew to Hierdan while cursing the Yachaowang hundreds of times.
-That crazy king bastard.
-In the old days, we would have cut the neck of such a tyrant.
They wondered what confidence he had to use the successor as bait and make him use dangerous magic freely, but it was a very simple conclusion.
Just don’t tell the other person!
It was truly ridiculous that such a thing was called the King of Wisdom.
-But will the lie work well?
-Hmm.
The Death Knights knew well how powerful the Archmages were.
Lying in front of them was quite a dangerous gamble. If they were caught by detection methods, they would be digging their own graves.
-We’ll have to lie without telling falsehoods.
-I understand. We should minimize our words as much as possible.
Though it was a riddle-like statement, the other knights quickly understood the veteran knight’s words.
A lie didn’t necessarily have to involve speaking falsehoods to be a lie.
One could create lies by hiding words and giving roundabout answers.
“You yachas of the Seventh Golden Mountain shall plow all the land up to that horizon and find everything hidden within. Don’t forget to deal with the monsters corrupted by evil energy that will emerge.”
-Y-you want us to handle everything up to that horizon?
“I’ll give you three torches. Finish the work before these torches burn out.”
‘This side is no less hellish either.’
The Death Knights thought they saw droplets glistening in the eyes of those belligerent yachas.
Having confirmed the Evil Deity’s death, Hierdan no longer thought to hide his true nature. He was driving the yachas to their limits like wringing out dry rags.
The viciousness of piling on work right up to the barely manageable limit!
With Hierdan’s abilities, he would have already finished assessing how much the yachas could handle while commanding them.
The only fate left for the yachas was to work while crying.
-Ahem. Lord Hierdan of the Wardanaz Family. I have come here under His Majesty’s orders to relay news about the Evil Deity’s defeat.
“Indeed. I express my gratitude.”
Unlike with the Yacha King, Hierdan showed courtesy to the Death Knights.
The Yacha King was the Yacha King, but the Death Knights were the Skeleton Principal’s knights.
“Are there any particular unusual circumstances…”
-None! Everything went well according to the King’s plan!
The Death Knight who had just shouted realized his mistake. His answer seemed about half a beat too fast.
He should have answered a bit more slowly…!
However, fortunately, Hierdan didn’t show any particular suspicion. The Death Knights originally did many strange things anyway.
“As discussed beforehand, I’ll work with the yacha forces to purify the contamination in the territory.”
The contamination of that distant dimension seemed to have nothing to do with the Material Realm, but if left alone, it would eventually affect things in some way.
Moreover, in the case of Seinguiros, it was an Evil Deity that had caused quite large-scale incidents on the continent.
Catching and eliminating such contamination in advance was one of the roles of the Skeleton Principal and the Wardanaz Family.
‘We’re saved!’
The knights breathed sighs of relief.
The Yacha King was annoying but truly wise. He must have known that Hierdan would focus on his pre-assigned duties.
Then one of the yachas spoke up.
-I heard your younger brother came. Won’t you see him before leaving?
-…!!!
At those words, the Death Knights felt their non-existent hearts sink.
These yacha bastards, from king to warrior, were all the same!
‘No!’
-That’s right. Please go see him, Lord Hierdan!
-Your younger brother must be waiting!
The yachas tried their best to send Hierdan away.
If this crazy Archmage stayed nearby, they wouldn’t be able to breathe comfortably while working.
He would immediately point out even the smallest error in their work, so how could they breathe?
“If I go to see him, my brother won’t be very pleased. He’ll complain that I’m trying to control him again.”
-…Have you ever controlled the Successor?
Hierdan answered confidently to the question the Death Knights posed.
“Calling it control would be misleading. Doesn’t Einroguard also devise various methods to teach and help students grow? Such teaching wouldn’t be called control.”
‘So he has controlled him.’
The knights immediately understood.
Seeing how his explanation was getting long, it seemed 100% certain he had done it. Well, looking at Hierdan’s skill in managing subordinates, there was no way he hadn’t.
-I see. I understand. That… certainly the Successor is quite independent and freedom-loving.
The knights tried their best to prevent Hierdan from coming to the scene.
The moment he arrived on scene, the yachas might have to choose a new king.
“Right. There’s no need for me to be misunderstood for something I didn’t do. If my brother doesn’t know of my existence, tell him this expedition was entirely the Yacha King’s plan. Hide my name.”
-Yes. We’ll do that!
Such badmouthing of the Yacha King was more than welcome.
The knights were even thinking of joining if Lee Han ever tried to attack the Yacha King.
Having completed their mission, the Death Knights inwardly breathed sighs of relief and prepared to return.
Now they just had to take the Successor and rush toward Einroguard as fast as possible…
“Wait.”
-!
The knights’ non-existent hearts sank again.
-…What is it?
“Take this pouch.”
-???
Hierdan threw a small pouch with its opening bound by magic.
“If my brother becomes excessively obsessed with learning magic, open this pouch and follow the instructions inside.”
-…Ah, yes.
It was a bit awkward that he was doing this right after saying he wouldn’t control him, but the knights took it anyway.
They could accept anything if it meant getting out of this situation.
“Wait.”
-…What now?
“Take this pouch too.”
Hierdan threw another pouch. It was a different color from the previous one.
“If my brother becomes excessively obsessed with collecting gold, open this pouch and follow the instructions inside.”
-…Just give us all the other pouches you have right now. We’ll take notes and bring them.
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