Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 459

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Chapter 459

-I understand pursuing glory, but the habit of trying to face only overly strong enemies is also not good!

At the undead mage’s advice, Gainando unconsciously nodded his head.

Lee Han smacked the back of Gainando’s head and said.

“It’s not like I wanted those situations to happen…”

-I’ll listen to explanations later. Right now I’m lacking mana! I need help!

The undead mage said while looking around at the students.

Since he wasn’t originally a being of this realm, the undead mage consumed tremendous existence each time he was summoned from another dimension.

Moreover, the damage he had taken when fighting the King of Ghouls last time still hadn’t recovered.

No matter how excellent a mage the undead mage was, it was difficult for him to perform properly without help.

-Serpent, run, gather the energy of the eight directions, from Qian to Kun, from Kan to Dui!

He hastily drew magic circles around the area to scrape together mana, but it was still insufficient.

The undead mage shouted to the students.

-Everyone to your positions! Go to your positions and lend power to the magic circle!

Lee Han didn’t ask about the principles of the intricate magic circle drawn with serpents, bones, and dark elements.

Instead, he quickly moved as the undead mage instructed. There was no time to waste with an army approaching from the distance.

“His recovery isn’t complete…”

“L-Lee Han. Wouldn’t it have been better to call the pointy spirit?”

“Still, in this situation, it would be better than Perkuntra.”

“Right, that’s true?”

-You there, slacking off! Move quickly!

When the undead mage shouted, Gainando was startled and tried to run.

However, there was no need for that.

As soon as Lee Han stepped into the concentric circle within the magic circle, the magic circle blazed with light and began circulating mana.

-There’s too little mana! In this state, forget about great magic, I’ll be reverse-summoned before I can even hold on, so stop slacking… Oh. It’s done.

“…”

“…”

Gainando and his friends, who had been rushing over, stopped in their tracks.

“It’s done?”

-Ah… Right. You had a lot of mana.

The undead mage had no facial muscles, but expressed embarrassment through his gestures.

Come to think of it, this mage he had contracted with possessed genius talent beyond his years and an unbelievably vast amount of mana that would make even lords of other dimensions gasp in shock.

Thanks to this, the necessary mana was achieved instantly without needing to scrape together the other students’ mana bit by bit.

With this much mana, he could summon undead generously without worrying about reverse summoning.

-Thank you.

“I’m the one who called you.”

-Then… Appear, my armies!

The undead mage began calling forth the undead he had contracted with, along with his command.

A dimensional gate opened from the space connected to the magic circle, and skeleton warriors emerged to form neat battle formations.

Seeing their clearly different appearance from ordinary skeleton warriors, Lee Han asked hopefully.

“Are those perhaps Dragon Bone Soldiers??”

For undead summoned creatures whose strength varied according to the material of their bones, skeleton warriors made from dragon teeth were symbols of power and terror.

With that size and such murderous spirit…

-Are you crazy? Do you know how prideful summoned creatures made from dragon teeth are! I could never command them like this. Of course, these warriors aren’t ordinary either.

“Ah. Perhaps made from demon bones…”

-Dragon teeth are mixed in just a little bit.

“…”

-Even that much is really amazing!

“I-I see.”

Though it sounded somewhat underwhelming when put into words, the undead mage’s statement wasn’t wrong.

Just having dragon teeth mixed in a little bit was enough for the skeleton warriors to exude overwhelming presence.

The summoning didn’t end there.

As the shield-bearing skeleton warriors formed battle lines and completed an iron wall, banshee mages lined up behind them.

The banshee mages were pounding the ground trying to secure mana somehow when they spotted Lee Han and prostrated themselves.

“…It’s because I have a contract with that mage.”

“O-Oh.”

Ymirg was puzzled when Lee Han answered something he hadn’t even asked about.

-I offer all my remaining mana, so King of Horses and King of Kings, help me according to our contract!

As the undead mage squeezed out his mana to complete his final summoning, centaur ghouls burst out from one side.

The centaur ghouls, massive monster cavalry, began their charge following their leader.

-Now, preparations are complete! Intercept the enemies! Don’t worry about mana!

“Isn’t that too bold?”

When Lee Han asked worriedly, the undead mage glanced down at the magic circle to check.

And shouted again.

-Don’t worry about mana, so pour out even more!

“…”

* * *

“Phew. All done.”

Having finished the undead summoning, Cohorti slumped down.

Summoning that many was no ordinary task, even for the excellent students of Einroguard.

He had used every reagent available and employed dozens of magic circles, but the fatigue was unavoidable.

“They’re going properly, right?”

“Yes. They’re going properly.”

Ogoldos answered while watching the undead army running in the distance.

Though he had seen this sight last year too, now that he was a 2nd year with more knowledge, he felt anew just how amazing this was.

It was surprising enough that he had summoned this many undead, but even the binding techniques to strongly control those violent undead.

Even as countless undead ran shaking the earth as if they would sweep everything away, the underclassmen among them weren’t harmed by even a hair.

Ogoldos was reminded of old times.

‘I also decided to devote myself to dark magic after seeing that.’

At first, it had been truly terrifying.

He had entered the lecture hall only to suddenly find another dimension spread out before him with an undead army charging forward – how could he not be scared?

He was trembling, thinking this was the end, when suddenly the undead army scattered to the sides without touching a hair on the students’ heads.

Only then could Ogoldos realize.

That all of this was a spectacular performance by the upperclassmen learning dark magic!

‘It’s really amazing to see again…’

“Hey, hey! Hey!!!”

“What’s wrong? Wait. Don’t come near my back.”

Ogoldos looked at Cohorti with eyes full of wariness.

Cohorti showed that he had nothing in either hand as if feeling wronged and shouted.

“Look at the undead army over there!”

“Why… Huh.”

Both made gasping sounds.

No matter how they looked at it, the scene visible in the distance looked like a battle.

Why???

“Wh-what’s happening? D-don’t tell me the binding wasn’t applied properly? Did they not understand not to attack the underclassmen?”

Cohorti turned pale and trembled.

Right now, ‘All 1st years withdraw from the dark magic school’ was spinning in his head.

No matter how generous Professor Mortum was, if something like this happened, he might lock Cohorti in the punishment room forever.

“…Wa, wait a moment. Senior. Isn’t something strange?”

“Why? What? Did I see wrong? I saw wrong, right? Th, that’s right? I definitely saw wrong, right?”

“That’s not it! Right now, that side is more… that side is pushing forward!”

“???”

Cohorti blinked his eyes.

Come to think of it, something was strange.

If he had given wrong orders to the undead, they should have just trampled the underclassmen and ended it, but now they were fighting.

Fighting meant it was evenly matched.

And now it wasn’t even, but this side was…?

“!!!”

Cohorti hastily sent out an undead bat to secure his vision and froze at the scene unfolding before his eyes.

Some undead army was pushing back their allied undead in an orderly fashion.

Elite skeleton warriors that looked several grades higher than ordinary skeleton warriors formed barriers and blocked the path, while centaur ghouls from behind mercilessly struck and retreated, collapsing the army.

Moreover, the banshee mages used some secret technique that made their mana spring forth as they cast spells in succession. As green evil spirit clouds spread like fog, the undead melted away.

‘What is this…!’

The allied undead army wasn’t prepared for battle in the first place, so they had no tactical movements or defenses against attacks.

Since they were inferior in everything except numbers, they were bound to lose if they clashed like this, but…

But…!

‘Does this even make sense!?’

Setting that aside, how could first-year students summon such an army!?

Cohorti kept observing because he couldn’t believe it no matter how much he looked.

It seemed like only a lich that had lived for hundreds of years could make this possible.

Not just the undead summoning, but the composition, deployment, and command were…

“…Senior! Senior!!!”

“Huh! Huh!?”

When Ogoldos called from behind, Cohorti hastily came to his senses.

The battle was so thrilling that he had been entranced without realizing it.

“I don’t know what the situation is, but shouldn’t we quickly contact that side to stop the fighting!? At this rate, all the summoned undead will be destroyed!!”

“…Ah!”

Only then did Cohorti fully return to reality.

What was important now wasn’t how the first-year students had summoned such undead.

Well, of course he was really curious about that too, but…

‘No!!’

What was important now was the massive amount of reagents used to summon the undead army.

If the undead were reverse-summoned safely, at least some recoverable reagents would remain, but if they were destroyed and reverse-summoned like this, there would be nothing.

Diret was already preparing in the next lecture hall to recover reagents after the demonstration ended…

If he left it like this, the scene Diret would see when he arrived would be nothing but miserable ruins.

And probably Cohorti would also end up buried upside down next to those ruins…

* * *

-Junior! Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! Midterm exam! Performance!

An undead bat flew over and desperately shouted.

It was so urgent that it shouted with parts of sentences missing.

Fortunately, Lee Han understood quickly.

“Ah. It was a demonstration shown before midterm exams? I thought it was strange that there was no hostility…”

-Right! Stop! Stop!

“Isn’t it a trap?”

“It might be a trap. Lee Han. Let’s destroy everything. We can think about it after that!”

Raphadael and Gainando whispered from behind, but Lee Han wasn’t swayed.

First, the dark magic school seniors weren’t petty enough to set traps with something like this, and most importantly, the circumstances matched.

“I pushed too hard unnecessarily. I should have just stayed still.”

-…What…?

The undead mage nearby looked at Lee Han as if dumbfounded.

He had thought it was an urgent situation where his life was threatened, but something was strange.

“It was a test. You know, being tested by my master…”

-■ ■ ■■ ■■■■ ■■ ■■■■!

The undead mage raged in another dimension’s language.

He had thought Lee Han’s life was in danger and organized an army with his unrecovered body, and this??

-More than that, what kind of foolish dark mages show off something like this and boast about it! An undead army is a hammer and axe to crush enemies, not a tool for showing off!

-…

Cohorti, listening through the bat, had nothing to say even if he had ten mouths.

“I’m sorry. Next time I’ll call when there’s real danger.”

-You must remember that wasting such a precious opportunity is only your loss!

The undead mage was so absurd that he lectured several times.

Powerful beings from other dimensions are hard to summon again until their power recovers once summoned, and moreover the undead mage was also injured…

Gainando nearby asked curiously.

“But didn’t you take a lot of mana earlier, so isn’t your injury recovered?”

-…

When the undead mage glared at Gainando with blue light, Lee Han quickly made him shut his mouth.

“No, Professor Verdus. I was wrong. Please go back now.”

-Hmph!

The undead mage glared at Gainando once and was reverse-summoned.

Then the field became so quiet that it was hard to believe there had been so many undead just moments ago.

Ymirg nearby hesitated and then asked carefully as if he couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Wa, Wardanaz. Did you turn Professor Verdus into an undead?”

“…No!”

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