Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 193

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Chapter 193

In fact, Lee Han’s choice was quite reasonable.

The corridor on this floor was currently in a state where dimensions had become turbulent due to various great magic, artifacts, and spirits mixing together and running wild.

There was no telling what kind of evil existence might flow in from within and play tricks.

Of course, that said, calling for a professor without even a second of hesitation was a somewhat different problem!

You will regret this, young mage. You will need power!

“Wait… wait. Isn’t it a waste? Wouldn’t it be okay to at least hear what they’re offering?”

At Gainando’s words, even Raphadael unconsciously agreed.

The existence inside might give them some good gift.

‘The magic school is corrupting the students.’

Lee Han lamented.

They drove the students so harshly that they were now tempted by such suspicious proposals.

“Gainando. When someone whose identity you don’t know makes a plausible proposal, you should be suspicious first.”

“Cough. Well said.”

Professor Mortum, who had come running, agreed with Lee Han’s words.

They shouldn’t be tempted by proposals when they didn’t know what kind of creature might be inside.

Beings from other dimensions like demons could approach them wearing masks of goodness.

“Begone, you worthless creatures!”

Kyaaaaaaak!

At Professor Mortum’s incantation, the presences that had been felt from inside the corridor quickly scattered.

Gainando, who belatedly came to his senses, nodded and said.

“In-indeed. I’m sorry, Professor. I won’t show any interest in such places from now on.”

“Cough. That’s not right either.”

“Pardon?”

“Places where other dimensions have mixed in like that are locations where you can gain precious knowledge, places that cannot be ignored as a mage.”

Not only demons and spirits, but also surreal beings from other dimensions whose names weren’t even known.

These were beings who knew knowledge that mages didn’t possess.

Forgotten secrets and artifacts, incantations and treasures were things that couldn’t help but tempt any mage.

“Indeed, that’s true.”

“Cough. So you need to learn how to explore safely. Take this opportunity to go explore once.”

“…Pardon?”

Gainando doubted his ears.

He was telling them to go explore a place where frozen undead were crawling out, bitter frost was pulsating periodically, and demonic howls had just been heard?

“Cough. Looking inside there, you’ll be able to learn many things.”

Professor Mortum spoke with pure good intentions.

Sometimes a single experience could give more intense inspiration than hundreds of words.

Part of the area that made up the inside of that corridor was composed of dark magic.

If the new students witnessed such a place up close, they would be able to feel the wonder of dark magic even more strongly.

‘I was worried about bringing him along from the start.’

Professor Mortum’s staff swung and protection magic was cast. The professor, having finished his preparations, spoke.

“Cough, cough. Split into two groups and take a walk around. Don’t get lost.”

Gainando said hurriedly.

“I… I want to go with Lee Han.”

“I will go with Ymirg.”

At Gainando and Raphadael’s words, Professor Mortum flipped a coin.

“Wardanaz and Ymirg, walk to the left and come back. Cough. You two start off to the right.”

“…”

Both Gainando and Raphadael got an unfortunate result. The two departed with crumpled faces.

“Shall we start off too?”

“Y, yeah.”

* * *

Fortunately, thanks to the magic Professor Mortum had cast, no enemies approached from the surroundings.

Lee Han slowly moved his steps.

‘I must never let my guard down.’

If there was something he learned from Professor Boladi, it was to never let his guard down at any moment.

Lee Han looked around while maintaining all possible vigilance.

Suddenly, necromantic spirits gathered on the frost-covered roadside and formed flower buds.

The buds began to writhe as if trying to bloom, and the ground beneath them started to stir.

“That thing…”

Before Ymirg could finish speaking, Lee Han was already casting magic.

Thwack!

A heavy water orb pummeled the ground. Lightning poured down on top of it and flames exploded.

The ground that was about to give rise to something became quiet again.

Papapapapapak! Papapak!

However, Lee Han didn’t stop and continued casting magic. The frozen ground turned black and charred, becoming deeply gouged.

“War… Wardanaz. I don’t know what it was, but didn’t it already run away?”

Ymirg said hesitantly.

Honestly, Lee Han was a little more frightening than the being that had tried to emerge and then disappeared.

“That might be the case.”

“It’s not ‘might be the case,’ it definitely seems to have run away…”

Lee Han cast lightning one last time. It was just in case.

“It seems to have disappeared, right?”

“…”

“Ymirg. I think it would be better to close the distance. The effect of the protection magic the professor cast might weaken.”

“Yes, yessir.”

“Why are you speaking formally?”

“S-sorry.”

* * *

“Diret. Thank you so much.”

“Drop dead.”

“…Diret. Once again, thank you so much.”

“Just die.”

“…I said I’m sorry…”

Cohorti, a fourth-year student majoring in dark magic, apologized to Diret once more.

Since Diret had been called here because of the major accident Cohorti and his friends had caused, Cohorti would have been furious too if he were in Diret’s position.

“How long has it been since you got out of the punishment room, and what is this…”

“The professor already gave me an earful.”

Cohorti was completely dejected from how much Professor Mortum had tormented him.

As a fellow student studying dark magic, and as a friend from the same year, Diret could understand Cohorti’s feelings better than anyone.

“So what. Just die.”

But that was one thing, and being called here to help clean up the mess when he was busy as hell was absolutely unforgivable.

“Hurry up and go in there to finish it off or die. The whole school is covered in snow because of you guys.”

“Soon… we’ll go in soon.”

The method to solve the dimensional erosion and environmental changes caused by incomplete summoning was surprisingly simple.

They just had to go into the area and kill whatever had been summoned.

No matter how many different spells and phenomena were mixed together, the core would ultimately be the summoned creature.

Of course, it was a simple method in theory, but definitely not an easy one.

They had to break through corridors swarming with monsters that had flowed in from another dimension and defeat an extremely angry spirit.

Even for magic school upperclassmen, it was something difficult to attempt lightly.

The mages who had caused the accident made excuses while watching Diret’s expression.

“We’re gradually draining the mana from the area right now. The things inside are actually getting weaker.”

“If our calculations are correct, it should be manageable enough to enter in a little while.”

What the mages were currently doing was drilling holes throughout the corridor area to leak out the mana.

If the area’s mana itself decreased, then the power of the beings active within it would naturally decrease as well.

Once the work was finished, it would be at a level where students could enter on their own.

Diret asked in a somewhat softer voice.

“How many hours will it take?”

“…”

“…Don’t tell me it’ll take more than a day?”

“…”

“…How many days, you cursed bastards. Hurry up and tell me!”

“A… about a week?”

“Just go in there and die! How much mana did you pour into the summoning for it to take a whole week!”

“S-sorry! Diret! Sorry!”

Diret cursed and cast a Phantom Pain Curse with his staff.

The leak operation wasn’t something that just happened on its own.

During that time, the upperclassmen including Diret had to keep standing guard in the corridor to prevent the undead from flowing out.

And for a whole week at that!

“Ahhh! Diret! Forgive me!”

“D-Diret! Look over there! Over there!”

“Where are you trying to pull nonsense…”

Diret turned his head.

The new students were slowly walking around inside the area.

“…Ah. The professor must have brought them.”

Diret was almost overwhelmed by the surreal scene for a moment, but soon grasped the situation.

Professor Mortum must have brought the new students to show them this unusual sight.

In any case, it was quite a spectacular sight from a dark magic perspective.

“Is it okay for new students to walk around a place like this?”

“Professor Mortum has cast protection magic. Most beings will have difficulty approaching.”

“But they’re new students. Even if evil beings can’t approach, they might panic and cause an accident…”

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the new students began frantically casting magic spells.

A Necroflower Banshee got beaten up before it could even reveal itself and quickly went underground and disappeared somewhere.

“…”

“Shouldn’t we stop him? That new student is going to collapse at this rate!”

It was obvious what was happening.

Loss of judgment due to fear, leading to reckless magic casting.

It was the mistake new students were most likely to fall into.

It was fine now, but the moment mana depletion came…

“Leave him be. He’s fine.”

However, Diret remained calm because he knew Lee Han had abundant mana.

“That junior from the Wardanaz Family is someone who was born with natural mana.”

“I-I see.”

Bang! Bangbangbangbangbangbang!

“…”

“…Is he really okay?”

The upperclassmen looked at Lee Han with bewildered eyes.

No matter how naturally gifted he was, it seemed like it was about time for him to collapse.

Diret also became slightly anxious.

He knew Lee Han had a lot of mana, but even Diret wasn’t certain exactly how much.

“We need to stop him, I tell you!”

“That damn Skeleton Principal…!”

Eventually, the anxiety spread to Diret as well. Diret prepared for the punishment room and grabbed his staff.

As a senior learning dark magic under the same master, he couldn’t just watch his junior collapse.

Bang!

However, to the point where the upperclassmen’s fuss became embarrassing, Lee Han returned to normal as if nothing had happened.

After casting his final spell, he began walking again without any change in expression.

“…”

“Wh-what the hell is that guy doing?”

The upperclassmen weren’t fooled by the name Wardanaz Family.

The new students might have thought ‘I guess it’s because he’s from the Wardanaz Family’ due to their lack of experience, but the upperclassmen knew better.

No matter if he was from the Wardanaz Family, that level of mana at that age was absolutely ridiculous!

‘Did the Family Head do it with a dragon?’

‘Did he sacrifice about a thousand lives to make a contract with a demon?’

‘Isn’t that the Principal transformed into a new student?’

“Diret. I’ve thought of a good method. Using this method, we can shorten the time!”

“What method? Surely you’re not planning to drag that new student in when you’re already a fourth year. Tell me.”

“…That’s right… Pl-please! Don’t point your staff at me and listen, Diret! Don’t use curses! Don’t use curses! I’m just borrowing mana! Just mana!”

* * *

“Cough. How was it?”

“It was truly moving and beneficial.”

“?”

Ymirg looked at Lee Han as if he were looking at a strange person.

‘We walked together, so why are our impressions so different?’

Ymirg felt like he had been wandering around a cemetery in a blizzard…

“I thought so.”

Professor Mortum spoke as if pleased.

Any mage interested in dark magic couldn’t help but be impressed by that twisted dimensional area.

“Cough. If you want to look around again next time, just tell me. Next time, you might gain some valuable knowledge.”

“Yes. I understand.”

Lee Han answered while managing his expression. Of course, he had absolutely no intention of coming back.

Crash!

“…”

Gainando and Raphadael came rolling from the opposite direction, grabbing each other by the collar.

They had bickered so much that both looked completely disheveled.

Professor Mortum clicked his tongue at the sight.

“Cough. To waste such a precious opportunity like that… Next time, it might be better for you, Wardanaz, to guide them.”

“Such rude fellows. The Professor gave you an opportunity, but you wasted it fighting each other! Get your heads straight and go look around again!”

“There’s no need to go that far… Cough.”

Professor Mortum declined while looking at Lee Han with a slightly pleased expression.

Indeed, he was the most promising disciple among the new students.

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