Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 951

Chapter 951

"Wardanaz!"

"That crazy senior has finally shown her true colors!"

The friends who had been listening at the door outside burst in immediately after hearing the scream, kicking the door open.

Though they had stepped up to help Yi-Han's work with pure hearts, if that work was related to a crazy senior, things were a bit different.

They shouldn't let their guard down anytime, anywhere.

'I knew it!'

The friends who rushed in hesitated when they saw Ilendil collapsed backward. Anglago quietly sheathed his sword. Nillia also hid her short bow inside her cloak.

"What? So it wasn't Wardanaz who screamed."

"It's fine if the other party fainted. Haha."

'Is it really fine?'

Adenart inwardly tilted her head.

Even if she was a senior, it didn't seem fine...

"The senior collapsed."

"Why? Did she try to summon dark spirits again?"

'There seems to be a thorn hidden in my friends' words.'

Yi-Han was slightly flustered by his friends' cold reactions.

Having dealt with so many crazy seniors, someone like Ilendil felt average to him.

"Yonaire. Can you give me a potion?"

"Here. But Yi-Han. Waking up a senior you made faint might not be a good choice."

"...I didn't make her faint."

Really?

Yi-Han felt slightly stung inwardly.

Though Ilendil had fainted due to her weakness from not liking to deal with other people normally and not training, there was a low probability it could have been due to the shock of Yi-Han's identity.

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

She might have been surprised by an identity so different from her appearance in the Sentinel club...

'But 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 a corner of the forest?

Even such a person showed a sharp and aggressive side inside the Sentinel club.

Especially towards Yi-Han, she had kept picking on him just because of a nickname.

"Senior. Are you alright?"

"I-I seem to have had an absurd... dream..."

"Did you dream the principal changed?"

"...No. It wasn't a dream."

Ilendil looked at Yi-Han with an expression full of shock, dismay, confusion, and disgust.

To think such a kind junior was Gonadaltes!

"How on earth... It's not different at all...?"

"It's a disguise."

"I-is that so?"

Ilendil was slightly intrigued by the junior's words.

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

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

In fact, since Ilendil herself hadn't guessed at all, it could be called an excellent disguise.

"I'll be in your care from now on too, Senior."

"Y-yes."

Ilendil nodded slowly.

"Don't forget to agree when I speak in the Sentinel club."

"Yes..."

While agreeing, Ilendil felt as if she was falling into a trap.

Like when stepping into a swamp by mistake, a feeling that something was strange crept up.

Huh...?

"So how do we retrieve that relic?"

"Ah."

Ilendil, who had fallen into a state of confusion due to the wicked junior, barely returned to her senses.

"First, I've told the knights and... mages of Granden City."

Ilendil slowly counted on her fingers and explained what she had done before coming here.

First, she had contacted the knights and mages of Granden City and also relayed the news to the Death Knights just in case.

At the same time, she had conveyed the current situation to sociable Einroguard students with wide connections to prepare for any mishaps when going out.

"No. How did you do that so quickly?"

"Huh? I asked the spirits."

"..."

Yi-Han deeply suppressed and swallowed his irritation.

He felt the ridiculous sense of deprivation he had felt when talking with Arsil rushing back.

"But for a spirit controlled by mercenaries to secretly inform you of the truth. Is it possible for spirits to betray like that?"

Yi-Han asked just in case.

If the spirits Yi-Han had contracted also took Ilendil's side later, it would be very bitter.

"Ah, no. Spirits don't betray."

'Then what was it that told you, Senior?'

Noticing the junior's dubious gaze, Ilendil hurriedly made excuses.

Of course, she had hurried in her own way, but her voice was still slow and drawling.

"Th-that's... because the mercenaries didn't formally contract with the spirits... they forcibly confined them. Spirits don't betray the people they contract with..."

"...What exactly is the range of 'forcibly'?"

"??"

"Never mind. Let's continue talking about the relic."

The exact name of the ancient relic currently held by the mercenaries was <Echo of the Demigod>.

Surprisingly, it was originally a relic created for communication with divine beings.

"Is such a thing possible?!"

"Right?"

Ilendil shrugged her shoulders proudly as the junior was surprised.

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

There were many disagreements about the operating principles, but the power itself existed for now.

And if there was power, mages would try to use that power. Naturally, there were mages who tried to use the power of divine beings.

'Well, they say they even artificially created and summoned demigods in the past.'

Just looking at black coffin, it was magic that summoned and imprisoned demigods to exploit their power.

Compared to that, <Echo of the Demigod> seemed to be an artifact that drew out the power of already existing divine beings.

"The evil god worshippers... are using this by corrupting it."

Evil god faith, which was suppressed in the empire, was not easy to spread, but with this artifact, it was a different story.

Even unfaithful mercenaries were following the god's will in an instant.

"Even so, it seems like quite a useful relic, it's surprising they boldly gave it to mercenaries."

"The thinking of evil god worshippers is very twisted..."

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

As they were basically twisted and full of madness, even more so.

Ilendil predicted that they probably overly trusted the god's commands.

Those who move according to the god's commands wouldn't lose the relic!

"And the mercenaries are all experienced..."

"The captured mercenary seemed a bit clumsy though."

"Maybe he became strange after being corrupted by the evil god?"

"Indeed."

Yi-Han understood the senior's words to some extent.

Certainly, when corrupted by an evil god, a person's intelligence or judgment could decrease a bit.

"So what will you do?"

"Are your friends... all helping together?"

"Yes. Is that uncomfortable for you?"

Ilendil shook her head.

She had no intention of complaining about moving around for work, as they weren't gathered in a small space.

Rather, what Ilendil was curious about was something else.

"How are you planning to divide the rights to the relic?"

Though the two of them could divide the rights to the relic, it became difficult with so many people.

Wouldn't there be problems later with the reward too?

"Ah. They just came to help."

"..."

Ilendil was shocked by the junior's powerful friendships.

To think the junior who called himself Gonadaltes in the Sentinel club had so many friends.

Suddenly, she felt a sense of distance in her heart.

"Umm... Well, that's good..."

"Did I do something wrong? Why suddenly?"

"It's nothing."

  *

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

Finding experienced mercenaries in such a place wasn't easy even for an outstanding tracker.

"Hehe. But we have someone from the Shadow Patrol."

Anglago spoke with a voice full of pride.

At those words, Nillia looked at her friend in shock.

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 slowly.

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

Though the mercenaries weren't fools and didn't act conspicuously, it was still possible to track their general direction.

"More importantly... we'll need more escorts."

"You mean adventurers for escorts? Or knights?"

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

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

"!"

"This is...!"

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

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

"Is it a spirit?"

"It seems like they contracted with a spirit to use as a soul, and composed the body with some alchemical reagents for the exterior."

"Is that possible? How do they carry that around?"

The students poked the alchemy soldier curiously.

Seeing her juniors' cute behavior, Ilendil smiled and made a joke.

"I dissolved an adventurer in shape-changing liquid... and made it remember."

"..."

"..."

The expressions of the second-year students who had been curious hardened and turned cold.

Ilendil, who had made what she thought was a witty joke, looked at Yi-Han in confusion.

"Wh-why? It's a joke? Not funny...?"

"I laughed. But Senior, I think it's better if you don't make jokes from now on."

The group moved silently, following Ilendil who looked slightly more dejected than before (the friends' distance had increased even more).

"Oh."

"What's wrong?"

"The spirit says they're hiding here..."

Seeing Ilendil's hesitant appearance, Yi-Han realized the reason.

Granden City Guard 2nd Barracks.

It was a bit awkward for outsiders to enter arbitrarily.

"Let's get permission quietly and enter. Should we call knights or mages?"

"No. If it's people from Granden City, the ownership of the relic could become complicated. The same goes for Death Knights. The principal could take it."

Ilendil spoke with the fastest and most accurate pronunciation of all the words she had said so far.

As expected of an Einroguard mage, there was absolutely no giving up in the face of desire.

"Then?"

"We have no choice."

Ilendil nodded with a determined expression. Thinking the 4th-year senior might have a good method, Yi-Han asked.

"Do you have a good method?"

"We'll have to set fire to the open space to drive people away... then forcibly invade..."

"...I'll just persuade them myself."

Yi-Han stopped the senior in shock.

Yi-Han, who had thought 'Wow, there are seniors like this too' after meeting Yukbeltire while hanging out with Direth, reached the realm of 'Wow, are there really seniors like this too' after dealing with Ilendil.

Even Yukbeltire probably wouldn't set fires and forcibly invade in this situation.

"B-but there's no other way, right?"

"There seem to be over hundreds of ways. Ah. Mr. Daihal of the Dargard family works here as a special administrator, I'll ask him."

At Yi-Han's words, Ilendil spoke with a look of realization.

"Is there someone from the Dargard family?"

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

"I see. If it's like that, I understand. If it's someone from the same family, persuading..."

"Ah. Not me, but Wardanaz will go. My brother likes Wardanaz more than me."

Asan spoke as if it were natural.

"Asan. It's not that Mr. Daihal doesn't think of you. He even praised you at the last chess gathering."

"What?! There was a chess gathering?!"

"...Anyway, I'll be back."

Yi-Han left to ask Asan's brother for a favor.

Watching his back blankly, Ilendil quietly asked.

"Am I the only one who thinks this is strange...?"