Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 955

Chapter 955

"In... in my forest, an artificial demigod...?"

Ilendil asked slowly in a desperate voice, like Gainando receiving additional assignments.

Though she had heard correctly, it was a truly pitiful sight, as if hoping she had misheard.

"Huh? Didn't we agree to share the rights to the relic? Would it be better to keep it in the dormitory or another magic tower?"

"..."

Ilendil opened and closed her mouth, stung by Yi-Han's words.

The reason Ilendil coveted the relic was for forest recovery and growth.

For that purpose, the relic had to be kept in the forest. Only then could it work steadily and continuously.

The junior must have known that and been considerate, but...

'I really don't want this!!!'

Separate from that, she really didn't want the taming of an artificial demigod and casting evil ancient magic in the middle of the forest.

The forest Ilendil cherished could suddenly turn into a 'haunted forest' or 'forest of doom'.

"Wo-wouldn't that be dangerous? For you, junior..."

Ilendil wiggled her fingers with sluggish movements as she thought up an excuse.

Yi-Han was touched by those words.

Enough to slightly raise his evaluation that had fallen below Yukbeltire.

'She's not a bad person after all!'

It might seem strange that his evaluation rose for something like this, but it couldn't be helped.

When evaluating Einroguard seniors, the standards unknowingly lowered.

Just for worrying about him, Yi-Han raised his evaluation of Ilendil again.

"Senior. Are you worried about me? Well, it does look too dangerous, doesn't it?"

"Be quiet."

The mad doppelganger, who had silenced his incompetent disciple, looked at Ilendil and asked.

"If you have any advice regarding a royal teaching magic to his disciple, go ahead and speak."

"...I don't..."

Ilendil shrank down again.

Ilendil wasn't reckless enough to speak boldly in front of someone who looked like the skull principal.

Yi-Han felt sorry for her.

'How cowardly to ask like that.'

Who could speak when someone openly said, "Hey, if you have any complaints, say them"?

"May I say something then?"

"No, you may not."

"..."

The mad doppelganger cut off his disciple's words and manipulated <Echo of the Demigod> again.

A thick red aura flowed out, and a piercing scream burst forth like a death cry.

Yi-Han, who was watching, asked casually.

"Is it done?"

"That's right. I've sealed the evil god's power inside the relic, so use it after you've fully tamed the demigod."

"?"

Yi-Han, who thought it had been purified or severed, hesitated. Ilendil also had an expression of disbelief.

-I will remember you...-

"...Master. The evil god is threatening that it will remember me."

"Evil gods neither remember nor hold grudges. Don't attach meaning to its words."

Just as parrots don't understand the meaning when they mimic human speech, it was the same when evil gods spoke to humans.

Divine beings don't speak with personality, but according to their own laws and principles.

Even the evil god threatening Yi-Han now that it would remember him wasn't truly remembering.

It had chosen that because it was the most effective method of contact.

"The mercenaries bound by the evil god were already in a state where their souls had been eroded. But you, disciple, have no such shackles. All the evil god can do is threaten at best. Unless you feel fear at that threat, it's of no use."

The evil god, born of evil power and worship, tried to keep moving according to the principles and rules of its birth.

For Yi-Han, who was not affected by any bindings or curses, all it could do was try to taint his heart with threats of this kind.

'Indeed.'

Yi-Han understood his master's words.

He felt chills anew.

It was easy to think the other had a personality when dealing with it carelessly, but the evil god should be seen as pure power that simply existed, like mana.

The moment one attaches more meaning to it and feels fear, one rather amplifies the evil god's power and falls in without anyone knowing!

'...But even so, is there really no reason to purify it at all?'

In fact, he could guess the reason.

Having a channel to contact the evil god could be valuable in its own way.

It seemed like he was saying not to destroy it unnecessarily, but to use it later when it could be utilized...

'It doesn't sound very good.'

Ilendil was looking at the mad doppelganger with an expression of shock, impact, despair, and 'why are you doing this to me?'

It was hard not to feel uneasy about an evil god sleeping in an ancient relic.

Realizing it was useless no matter how much she looked at the mad doppelganger, Ilendil looked at Yi-Han. But Yi-Han had no solution either.

'I'm sorry, Senior. There's nothing I can do either.'

As could be seen from how the mad doppelganger ignored him earlier, it was almost impossible to persuade the master regarding magic.

All Yi-Han could do was just postpone it.

"I understand. After taming the demigod, I'll try talking to it later if I remember."

"Do so."

"..."

Seeing the two master and disciple, Ilendil drooped her shoulders and regretted.

This ancient relic hunt seemed to have more losses than gains.

  *

"Still, Senior. Don't forget to take my side in the Sentinel club."

"...Yeah... I got it..."

After the mad doppelganger left, Ilendil became noticeably less energetic.

Since Einroguard students often became depressed and lost energy, Yi-Han didn't pay much attention.

"Oh right. Are you going straight back to Einroguard?"

"That's right."

"How did you come out, by the way?"

"I received help from another student."

At Ilendil's words, Yi-Han was inwardly amazed.

'No way. She had a friend!'

It was a very rude thought, but it couldn't be helped.

Ilendil seemed to have no friends, like Yukbeltire. She didn't seem to have any human relationships besides her alchemy juniors under her.

But come to think of it, even Yukbeltire had a friend in Direth. Ilendil could certainly have friends too.

'Surely it's not Senior Direth.'

If even Ilendil's friend was Direth, Yi-Han felt like he might cry a little.

"What kind of help?"

"It's a special glass bottle..."

Ilendil explained in a slow voice.

It was a secret technique of hiding one's body inside a glass bottle, and by applying this magic, it was possible to escape from Einroguard.

Of course, it had the drawback of only being possible during the period when other students were going out, but Ilendil didn't like going out much in the first place. If it weren't for this ancient relic story, she wouldn't have come out at all.

"I see. Then where is your friend?"

"?"

Ilendil tilted her head at the junior's question.

"I don't know...?"

"...Uh, don't you have to meet up and go back together when you return? Do you have another way to go back?"

"I just need to find another student."

"...!!"

Yi-Han suddenly felt a chilling realization sweep over him.

"By any chance, was the student you came out with earlier someone you didn't know well?"

"Hmm? Yeah..."

'That's not receiving help!'

Normally, secretly entering someone else's pocket wasn't described as 'receiving help'.

Yi-Han suddenly realized anew that the person in front of him was an Einroguard senior. If there wasn't some twisted aspect, they weren't an Einroguard senior.

"I see. So that's how you go. Could we perhaps ask you to take our luggage too?"

Of course, Yi-Han and his friends had their own ways of hiding things, but there was never an absolute.

If the Death Knights were as strict as at the beginning of this school year, things could get complicated.

If they entrusted it to Ilendil in advance, it would reduce the risk and make it easier to move other luggage too.

"..."

Ilendil made a tearful expression. Yi-Han, reading the senior's expression, spoke again.

"If it's difficult or inconvenient, you don't have to do it."

"No... I can do it. But the problem is..."

"If it's a magical problem, I'll help you."

Yi-Han was willing to help as much as needed, separate from this request.

Since it was moving Yi-Han's group's luggage, they couldn't just entrust it without doing anything.

"I don't want to meet the juniors again..."

"..."

Ilendil sighed deeply at the thought of having to meet several unfamiliar juniors again.

Yi-Han pretended not to hear and ignored it.

'I worried for nothing.'

  *

"Thank you, Senior!"

"P-please speak quietly..."

"We'll be in your care, Senior."

In the end, Ilendil left laden with luggage. The second-year students praised her, saying they had misjudged her.

"I didn't think that senior would agree to such a request."

"Right. She's the one who summoned artificial spirits in the forest. But to think she'd agree to this request."

'I hope that doesn't last forever.'

Yi-Han worried that even after graduating, when Ilendil's name came up, she might be remembered as 'that person who released artificial spirits in the forest?'

She had done quite a few good deeds too...

"Yonaire. I don't see Anglago and Salko, where did they go?"

"They said they were going out for a bit earlier. ...Wait. Where are you going?"

Yonaire was puzzled by her friend's attire.

It wasn't the usual Einroguard-style beggar outfit, nor the regular mage outfit used for going out, but those guards on his arms and legs and that equipment looked almost like a ball game player...?

"I'm going to practice ball game."

"What?! Why?!"

Yonaire was startled by the words that least suited her friend.

"...Because I'm in the ball game club?"

"Ah."

Only then did Yonaire recall that her friend belonged to several clubs.

Yi-Han spoke bitterly.

"To be honest, I'm not very confident either."

"As a second-year, don't you not have to participate?"

"I have too many rare mounts..."

For Yi-Han, who had several rare mounts starting with the griffin, not participating meant giving some seniors who staked their lives on ball games a heart attack.

Though he wasn't sure how much help he'd be, Yi-Han planned to cram as much as he could before the ball game club match.

"That outfit suits you very well. If I saw you on the field, I would have thought you were a good player."

"That's right, Young Master. And there's no need to be too nervous. I'm sure you'll display outstanding talent in ball game too."

Amur and Arien praised from the side, not knowing Yi-Han's true feelings.

'I'm not sure if it'll be alright.'

The ball game Yi-Han had played a few times in Einroguard was actually an irregular version that borrowed the power of mounts and magic.

Though seniors like Carnela had quite high expectations for Yi-Han, proper ball game players would have different skills.

It wouldn't be strange if he was completely outplayed.

"I'd like to go cheer for the game, but we'll probably return before then."

"What? Wardanaz is participating in the game?"

The friends were very disappointed.

A second-year friend participating in the game as the club's representative. If they didn't cheer at a time like this, when would they?

However, the theater club's outing period was coming to an end, and it was time to go back to the Death Knights and insist, "We returned on time for the return time, phew, we worked hard helping people because of the monster that appeared in the palace."

"Can't we just not go back and hold out?"

"Then it's 100% the punishment room. Don't say such nonsense."

"Asan is right. The punishment room because of a game. That's nonsense."

Yi-Han told his friends to return on time, then received a crash course in ball game from Amur and Arien.

The remaining friends prepared to return with regret.

Packing or hiding newly bought items, checking if anything was left behind, memorizing tools and equipment so they could continue reagent work after returning to school...

...And until all that was finished, Anglago and Salko did not return.

"..."

Yi-Han took out the artifact.

-Anglago. Were you kidnapped by any chance?-

-What? I wasn't kidnapped! You guys go back first. I have some business left.-

-...You didn't run away to watch the ball game, did you?-

-N-no? What are you talking about?-

-What are you guys talking about?-

Jijel was shocked.

What on earth were those idiots doing outside?