Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 943

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Chapter 943

The enraged Perkuntra savagely pressed the ambushed Blasphemer. The massive pillar that had pierced through the enemy transformed into countless lightning bolts, each becoming arrows that attacked the Blasphemer.

Am, bush, ed…

In a lightning storm more violent than any tempest, the Blasphemer groaned and switched to defense. Even so, he didn’t forget to condemn his opponent’s cowardice.

‘He’s not wrong though.’

The Fierce Beast honestly sympathized with the Blasphemer’s feelings.

To think that a mighty spirit like the Thunder King would lie in ambush, pretending not to be summoned in such a base manner.

From the Blasphemer’s perspective, it was understandably unfair.

Of course, both the Fierce Beast and Blasphemer enjoyed using such ambushes and traps without any pangs of conscience, but they were undead while their opponent was a lightning spirit.

Unlike undead who took pride in villainy and cunning, such acts were shameful behavior for a lightning spirit.

Shut up!

Perkuntra knew this well, so instead of arguing with his opponent, he drove another lightning bolt into him. The Blasphemer’s limbs, which were trying to expand and regenerate his body somehow, burned greatly and fell off.

-Excellent, mage! To think you’d command the Thunder King to do such cowardly and despicable things! Absolutely excellent!

“…Hey. Say that to yourself.”

Lee Han glanced nervously at Perkuntra, who was beating up the Blasphemer in the distance, as he spoke.

He had barely managed to get Perkuntra to agree to his request after begging and pleading, but the demon Mahuda was getting on his nerves.

‘A demon is a demon for a reason.’

-Why? The Thunder King should be proud. Didn’t he break his stubbornness and completely deceive his opponent? That Blasphemer is being toyed with!

“Hmm… Have I gained another demon I should never summon again, like Anfursas…”

-…Now that I think about it, the Thunder King’s mood might be a little hurt!

Mahuda quickly came to his senses.

As a demon who had been subjugating undead for a long time, his political awareness and instincts were extraordinary.

-Wait! He’s running away! Stop him!

All the surrounding forces were instantly sucked into the Blasphemer’s body.

It was to recover from injuries and store up power as quickly as possible.

Crack!

The Blasphemer’s body, having somehow gathered strength, shattered into pieces.

It wasn’t from receiving the enemy’s attack. The Blasphemer himself had split his body to confuse the enemy before attempting to escape.

Indeed, each piece of flesh transformed into a small Blasphemer form, confusing the Thunder King’s eyes.

-A shallow trick?

But unfortunately, the Fierce Beast, who had fought the Blasphemer for a long time, was right in front of him.

The Fierce Beast scattered the projections with a wave of death, then quickly found the main body and bit into its torso. The Blasphemer, who had been trying to escape, let out a sound filled with pain and rage.

-Thunder King, this is the end! Join forces as promised!

This damn demon is really chattering away!

-Aren’t you being too emotional… Ugh!

Perkuntra cursed at the annoying Mahuda who gave nothing in return, but ultimately kept the promise he had made at the beginning.

Ambush followed by surprise attack.

And at the final moment, even lending power to the attack!

As Perkuntra possessed Lee Han’s body, he transformed into a massive lightning incarnation. Normally, if he had possessed the body of an unprepared mage, they would have destroyed each other, but Perkuntra trusted Lee Han’s mana, which was unchanging and immovable, unshaken by any threat.

The power of lightning that penetrated essence caused discharge phenomena as if it would burst from within his grasp. Mahuda didn’t panic and created a massive spear with that power.

The Fierce Beast felt instinctive fear just from witnessing the spear. It was a spear of evil-breaking, no, evil-destroying power that was the natural enemy of undead.

The Lightning Spear of Demon Subjugation and Evil Destruction!

‘I thought he was still an immature mage… How can he cast such grand magic!’

Even though he had summoned mighty beings, it was ultimately the mage who had woven them together. It was simply unbelievable.

But there was no more time to ponder. The Fierce Beast boldly reverse-summoned himself to the undead realm.

The moment that spear was completed, the Blasphemer’s fate was already decided. He had to flee as far as possible.

It was regrettable not to see his humiliation, but if he got caught up in it and injured as well, it would take decades to recover from those wounds.

“Spear throw!”

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“Hurry! We need to bring the potions!”

“We’ll handle it, so please just stay put!”

“What nonsense! As a noble of Grandhen City, how can I just stand still in such a situation?”

What the Einroguard students hadn’t anticipated was that people didn’t listen as well as expected.

In this situation, the best course of action would be to flee far away until the palace was out of sight, but the citizens of Grandhen City, with their honor and pride, gathered the completed potions and various necessary items and returned near the palace.

The students desperately tried to dissuade, appease, and coax them, finally managing to reach a compromise.

“Understood. Then stop here in front of the 【Three Griffins】 bridge! You absolutely must not cross this! You must retreat immediately if anything happens!”

“Grr. Fine!”

The citizens who stopped in front of the bridge evacuated nearby people and distributed potions in preparation for possible injuries.

Meanwhile, the students anxiously looked up at the sky. Apart from escaping, the battle unfolding before their eyes was flowing somewhat differently than expected.

“It’s getting too big, isn’t it? Are the knights really able to handle it?”

“There’s no aftermath outside the palace yet… but we might need to evacuate them.”

“How do we convince them when they’re insisting on helping?”

Yoner cautiously raised his hand during the upperclassmen’s conversation.

“How about secretly giving them sleeping potions?”

“…It’s a good method, but we don’t have any sleeping potions right now.”

The students had made potions helpful against undead, but they hadn’t bothered to make sleeping potions right now.

If it was enough to put everyone here to sleep, it would be even more difficult…

“I made some separately knowing this would happen!”

“Here!”

Asan and Angrago appeared carrying sleeping potions in a chest.

“Nilia will make them drink it.”

“?!”

Nilia, who had been quietly standing there and suddenly got struck by lightning, blinked her eyes like a cow being dragged away.

However, the upperclassmen were impressed.

“The second years’ level is extraordinary…!”

“To think of immediately giving them sleeping potions to put them to sleep. That wickedness is very Einroguard-like.”

The boldness of immediately suggesting what an ordinary student would have thought of only after pondering other methods for a few minutes was particularly admirable.

“…It’s not that wicked, is it?”

Yoner asked, feeling somewhat wronged.

Originally, if Lee Han had been here, this would have been a scheme Lee Han would have suggested. Having suggested it himself and being treated as wicked, he felt unfairly treated and sorry for his friend.

‘Sorry…!’

Yoner resolved inwardly that if his friends ever said things like ‘Does the Wardanaz Family only learn such wicked schemes?’, he would get angry on their behalf.

“Huh? It is wicked.”

“Hurry and bring the sleeping potions. We need to put them to sleep and then move them far away.”

Bang!

However, the sleeping potions immediately became unnecessary.

The battle situation had changed in an instant.

“…”

“…”

“Wha, what is that??”

The upperclassmen who had never seen Perkuntra were shocked and widened their eyes.

Yoner glanced around and cautiously opened his mouth.

“Well, you see…”

“Ah. The Death Knights summoned it.”

-Excellent, Sir Nago!

“…”

At the Death Knight’s cry, the upperclassmen became even more bewildered.

However, when it came to being flustered, they couldn’t compare to the people of Granden City who knew nothing.

The people who had rushed out were chattering noisily about the battle between transcendent beings.

“L-look there, it’s Stedal! Stedal is over there!”

“He really wasn’t an ordinary mage…! He’s overwhelming that monster?!”

Yoner, who couldn’t stand watching anymore (partly due to the guilt he felt earlier), stepped forward to defend his friend.

No matter how he thought about it, this alias becoming too famous couldn’t be good.

“Actually, most of the fighting right now is being done by the Death Knights…”

“He’s, he’s combining! He combined with the lightning spirit!”

“Is it okay for a human to unite with a spirit like that?! It must put tremendous strain on him?!”

“Didn’t you just say something about Death Knights?”

“…It was nothing!”

Yoner quickly gave up and retreated. Nilia sent him a comforting look.

-…Spear throw!

Against all expectations, the battle really came to an end. The citizens of Granden City sent thunderous applause and stamped their feet.

“Long live the Knights of Einroguard!”

“Stedal! Stedal! Stedal!”

“Wait. Could it be that the vigilante who attacked Uap is Stedal?”

“…That, that might be possible!”

The Death Knights who were searching for any possible aftereffects or enemy remnants were dismayed to see people gathering with lights on across the bridge.

-What were the students doing?

Of course, the students they could hold responsible had already disappeared like shadows long ago.

Any Einroguard student knew that staying around now that the enemy was defeated would only lead to being caught again.

-Should we disperse them?

-No. Never mind. We defeated it anyway. We can just explain the situation and send them home.

-What about the matter concerning the successor…?

-What are you talking about? Where is there any successor here?

At those words, the other Death Knights quietly admired him.

Instead of reporting that they had failed to recognize a second-year Einroguard student and had tried to recommend him as a professor, earning the successor’s hatred, insisting that the strange figure named Stedal Nago really existed.

That might be true wisdom and prudence.

‘Perhaps we should change the title to Knight of Wisdom instead of Death Knight.’

-Exactly! The enemy’s poison must have dulled my intelligence.

-Haha. Get some rest. It might be better to transform into spirit form and recover!

The Death Knights quickly unified their opinions. One Death Knight at the very back quickly disappeared to lure Lee Han away.

“Knight! Where is Stedal?”

-Stedal has left. The enemy summoned today has disappeared, but we don’t know what dangers might still remain, so everyone go home! We’ll control this area.

“Is the vigilante who caused recent disturbances Stedal by any chance?”

-We can’t answer anything.

“That means yes!”

-We know nothing.

If Lee Han had been there, he would have smacked each of them on the back of the head, but the Death Knights had no choice from their perspective.

They couldn’t tell whether Lee Han wanted them to affirm or deny it.

Currently, all the Death Knights could do was avoid responsibility.

We know nothing!

But sometimes in certain situations, the answer “I don’t know” functioned as an affirmation.

The nobles of Granden City gathered today were exactly like that.

‘It’s true!’

The loose-lipped gossip-loving nobles spread rumors faster than Perkuntra’s lightning.

As a result, before Lee Han could return to the 【Inn of All Sorts of Schemes】, rumors of the fearsome battle mage named Stedal arrived at the inn first.

When a battle cry that only true warriors with troll blood could unleash burst from the upper floor, Mafira the servant trembled in fear.

What on earth could have happened to make that kind professor so angry?

* * *

“You came faster than expected.”

“Of course, since our junior infiltrated alone.”

The Teleportation Club seniors met in a gloomy alley and confirmed each other’s identities.

If they had been caught by Death Knights and were trying to pull tricks for sentence reduction, it would be revealed now.

“Then let’s move.”

“What if our junior hasn’t entered the palace yet?”

“That can’t be.”

“I think so too… what’s that?”

The seniors stopped short when they saw Death Knights controlling the bridge and path leading to the palace in the distance.

It wasn’t blocking approach but searching the surroundings – clearly movement.

Moreover, looking behind them, the palace’s appearance was also strange. It was almost half-destroyed.

“…”

“Our junior didn’t destroy it, did he?”

Sevius couldn’t bring himself to refute that.

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