Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 951

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Chapter 951

“Wardanaz!”

“That crazy senior finally showed his true colors!”

The friends who had been listening with their ears pressed against the door immediately kicked it open and rushed in as soon as they heard the scream.

Though the friends had stepped forward with pure hearts to help Lee Han, the story became a little different when that work involved a crazy senior.

They couldn’t let their guard down anywhere, anytime.

‘I knew this would happen!’

The friends who rushed in hesitated when they saw Ilendil collapsed backwards. Angrago quietly sheathed his sword. Nilia also hid her short bow inside her cloak.

“What. It wasn’t Wardanaz who screamed.”

“If the other person fainted, it’s fine. Haha.”

‘Is it fine?’

Adenart tilted her head inwardly.

Even if he’s a senior, it doesn’t seem fine…

“The senior collapsed.”

“Why? Did he try to summon a dark spirit again?”

‘There seem to be thorns hidden in my friends’ words.’

Lee Han was slightly flustered by his friends’ cold reaction.

Having dealt with so many crazy seniors, Ilendil felt average by comparison.

“Yoner. Could you give me a potion?”

“Here. But Lee Han. Waking up a senior you knocked unconscious might not be a good choice.”

“…I didn’t knock him unconscious.”

Did I?

Lee Han felt slightly guilty inside.

Ilendil’s fainting was probably due to his weakness from not liking to deal with other people normally and not training, but there was a low probability it could be from shock at Lee Han’s identity.

At least Lee Han had acted quite politely in front of Ilendil.

He might have been surprised by an identity so different from his appearance in the Watchman Club…

‘But originally, to hide one’s identity, one must wear a mask.’

Wasn’t Ilendil originally someone who didn’t like dealing with people and slowly tended to plants and spirits in forest corners?

Even such a person had shown sharp and aggressive behavior within the Watchman Club.

Especially to Lee Han, he had continuously harassed him because of one nickname.

“Senior. Are you alright?”

“I think I had an… impossible dream…”

“Did you dream that the Principal changed?”

“…No. It wasn’t a dream.”

Ilendil looked at Lee Han with an expression full of shock, horror, confusion, and disgust.

Such a kind junior was Gonadaltes!

“How on earth… aren’t you completely different…?”

“It’s a disguise.”

“Is, is that so?”

At his junior’s words, Ilendil became slightly interested.

Certainly, thinking about it, if it was a disguise, it made some sense.

The kind junior who loved spirits had acted like a maniac to hide his identity.

Since even Ilendil himself hadn’t suspected at all, it could be called an excellent disguise.

“Please take care of me in the future as well, Senior.”

“Y, yeah.”

Ilendil nodded slowly.

“Don’t forget to agree when I speak at the Watchman Club.”

“Yeah…”

While agreeing, Ilendil felt like he was falling into some kind of trap.

Like when stepping wrong into a swamp, a strange feeling crept up.

Huh…?

“So how do we need to recover that artifact?”

“Ah.”

Ilendil, who had been in a confused state because of his evil junior, barely returned to his senses.

“First, I told the knights and… mages of Granden City.”

Ilendil slowly counted on his fingers and explained what he had done before coming here.

First, he contacted the knights and mages of Granden City and also informed the Death Knights as a precaution.

At the same time, he conveyed the current situation to the well-connected and sociable Einroguard students to prepare for mishaps during outings.

“No. How did you do all that so quickly?”

“Huh? I asked the spirits.”

“…”

Lee Han deeply suppressed and swallowed his irritation.

It felt like the ridiculous sense of deprivation he had felt when talking with Arsil was rushing back.

“But for a spirit employed by mercenaries to secretly reveal the truth. Is it possible for spirits to betray like that?”

Lee Han asked just in case.

If the spirit Lee Han contracted also sided with Ilendil later, it would be very bitter.

“Ah, no. Spirits don’t betray.”

‘Then what about telling you, Senior?’

Perhaps noticing his junior’s suspicious gaze, Ilendil hurriedly made excuses.

Of course, it was hurried by his standards, but still a slow, drawling voice.

“That, that’s… the mercenaries didn’t formally contract the spirit… they forcibly confined it. Spirits don’t betray those they’ve contracted with…”

“…What exactly is the range of ‘forcibly’?”

“??”

“Never mind. Let’s continue talking about the artifact.”

The exact name of the ancient artifact currently held by the mercenaries was 【Echo of the Demigod】.

Surprisingly, it was originally an artifact created to communicate with divine beings.

“Is such a thing possible!?”

“Right?”

Ilendil shrugged his shoulders proudly when his junior was surprised.

While many mages denied the omnipotence of divine beings, no one denied their existence.

There were many differing opinions on the operating principles, but the power itself existed.

And if there was power, it was the mage’s nature to try to use it. Naturally, there were also mages who tried to use the power of divine beings.

‘Come to think of it, they used to artificially create and summon demigods in the past.’

Even the Black Magistrate magic was a method of summoning and confining demigods, then exploiting their power.

Compared to that, 【Echo of the Demigod】 seemed like an artifact that drew out the power of already existing divine beings.

“The evil god worshippers are… corrupting this to use it.”

Evil god worship, which was suppressed in the Empire, was not easy to spread, but with this artifact, the story was different.

Weren’t even unfaithful mercenaries instantly following the god’s will?

“Even so, it seems like quite a useful artifact, but it’s surprising they boldly gave it to mercenaries.”

“The evil god worshippers’ way of thinking is very twisted…”

It wasn’t easy to predict the behavioral principles of evil god worshippers with normal thinking.

Being fundamentally twisted and full of madness made it even more so.

Ilendil’s prediction was that they probably had overconfidence in the god’s commands.

Those moving under the god’s commands couldn’t possibly lose the artifact!

“And the mercenaries are all experienced…”

“The captured mercenary looked rather clumsy though.”

“Maybe he became strange from being corrupted by the evil god?”

“I see.”

Lee Han was somewhat convinced by his senior’s words.

Certainly, being corrupted by an evil god could lower a person’s intelligence and judgment.

“Then what would you like to do?”

“My friends… are they all helping together?”

“Yes. Is that inconvenient for you?”

Ilendil shook her head from side to side.

It wasn’t like they were crowded together in a narrow space, and they’d be moving around for work, so she had no intention of complaining.

Rather, what Ilendil was curious about was something else.

“How are you planning to divide the rights to the artifacts?”

Two people could divide the rights to artifacts between them, but with so many people it became difficult.

What about compensation, and wouldn’t problems arise later?

“Ah. They just came to help.”

“…”

Ilendil was shocked by her junior’s powerful network of friendships.

Who would have thought that the junior who called himself Gonadaltes in the Watchman Club would have so many friends.

Suddenly she felt a sense of distance in her heart.

“Mmm… well, that’s good…”

“Did I do something wrong? Why all of a sudden?”

“It’s nothing.”

* * *

Grandden City was a vast city with countless places to hide.

Finding experienced mercenaries in such a place wouldn’t be easy even for the most skilled tracker.

“Hehe. But we have someone from the Shadow Patrol.”

Angrago spoke with a voice full of pride.

At those words, Nilia looked at her friend in horror.

Even so, how could they find mercenaries here?

‘This… this White Tiger Tower bastard!’

“There’s no need for that. We have spirits.”

Ilendil spoke leisurely.

The spirit that had initially given information to Ilendil was still staying near the mercenaries.

Since the mercenaries weren’t fools, they couldn’t act conspicuously, but still, rough tracking of their direction was possible.

“More than that… we’ll need more guards.”

“Guards? You mean adventurers? Or knights?”

Ilendil shook her head again. Then she took out a glass bottle from her pocket and threw it on the ground.

With the sound of breaking glass, the liquid bubbled up and transformed into human form.

“!”

“This is…!”

Everyone was surprised, but the students learning alchemy were especially shocked.

There were liquids that could remember shapes or specific commands, but to create such a precise human form.

“Is it a spirit?”

“It seems like they contracted with a spirit to use as a soul, and composed the exterior body with several alchemical reagents.”

“Is that possible? How do you carry that around?”

The students poked at the alchemical soldier curiously.

At her juniors’ cute behavior, Ilendil smiled and made a joke.

“I dissolved an adventurer into shape-changing liquid… and made it remember.”

“…”

“…”

The expressions of the 2nd year students who had been curious hardened and turned cold.

Ilendil, who had thrown what she thought was a brilliant joke, looked at Lee Han in confusion.

“Why, why? It was a joke? Wasn’t it funny…?”

“I laughed. But I think it would be better if you didn’t make jokes in the future, senior.”

Following behind Ilendil, who looked slightly more dejected than before (the friends’ distance had grown even further), the group moved silently and wordlessly.

“Huh.”

“What’s wrong?”

“The spirit says they’re hiding here…”

Seeing Ilendil’s hesitant appearance, Lee Han realized the reason.

Grandden City Guard 2nd Barracks.

It was a somewhat awkward place for outsiders to enter freely.

“Let’s quietly get permission and go in. Should we call knights or mages?”

“No. If they’re people from Grandden City, the ownership of artifacts could get complicated. Same with Death Knights. The principal might take them.”

Ilendil spoke with the fastest and most precise pronunciation of anything she’d said so far.

As befitting an Einroguard mage, there was absolutely no giving up when faced with desire.

“Then?”

“There’s no choice.”

Ilendil nodded with a determined expression. Thinking the fourth-year senior might have a good method, Lee Han asked.

“Do you have a good method?”

“Set fire to the open ground to drive people away, then… forcibly break in…”

“…I’ll just persuade them myself.”

Shocked, Lee Han stopped his senior.

Lee Han had thought ‘wow, there are seniors like this too’ after hanging out with Diret and meeting Yukveltire, but after dealing with Ilendil as well, he arrived at the realm of ‘wow, are there really seniors like this?’

At least Yukveltire probably wouldn’t set fires and forcibly break in during a situation like this.

“B-but there’s no other way, is there?”

“There seem to be hundreds of other ways. Ah. Daihal of the Dalcard Family is working here as a special administrator, so I’ll ask him for a favor.”

At Lee Han’s words, Ilendil spoke with a look of realization.

“The Dalcard Family is here?”

Asan raised his hand. Only then did Ilendil nod as if she understood.

“I see. If it’s something like that, I understand. If it’s someone from the same family, persuasion would…”

“Ah. It’s not me going, but Wardanaz. My brother likes Wardanaz more than me.”

Asan spoke as if it were natural.

“Asan. It’s not that Daihal doesn’t think about you. He praised you at the last chess meeting too.”

“What?! There was a chess meeting!?”

“…Anyway, I’ll go and come back.”

Lee Han left to ask a favor from Asan’s brother.

Ilendil, who had been blankly watching his retreating figure, quietly asked.

“Am I the only one who thinks this is strange…?”

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