Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 683

Chapter 683

-What-a-pity-

Garisaima muttered.

Unlike lower demons who were only obsessed with slaughter and destruction, demons of duke level usually had purposes combined with dignity and intelligence.

Garisaima was like that too.

A collector who wanted to collect souls rather than kill all the mages present here.

That was Garisaima, the Duke of Pride.

The current situation was a series of fortunate events overlapping for Garisaima.

When would there be another chance to exert power without restrictions, subdue mages, and then forcibly push contracts on them?

Mages were truly cunning beings who usually set all sorts of traps when contracting with powerful demons.

Such opportunities were truly rare.

Especially the young mage who had contracted with the Thunder King right before his eyes was really tempting.

'It's like a jewel!'

It seemed hard to find one like that even among the souls displayed in Garisaima's showcase.

However, perhaps sensing such greed, the Thunder King was burning with power as if determined to kill the mage rather than be defeated.

If it came to this, it would be impossible to subdue the mage and forcibly contract. Garisaima regretted and regretted, but steeled his resolve.

-It-can't-be-helped-Thunder-King-I'll-repay-this-grudge-later-!-

-He's coming again!-

In an instant, massive mana surged from behind Garisaima and began to encroach on the surrounding space.

Having seen the King of Frost Giant change the surrounding space to suit himself before, Yi-Han wasn't surprised.

What surprised Yi-Han was a different part.

'The attribute of the mana...?!'

Mana with an attribute he had never seen before was writhing.

-Demon dukes use their own attributes. Be careful! It will probably be different from other elements.-

Mana with an alien attribute, neither dark element nor any other element, surrounded Garisaima.

This nullified the mage's advantage of being able to grasp the opponent in advance with existing knowledge.

-Do you know what characteristics it has?-

Yi-Han asked while sensing the mana with an ominous aura. Ferkuntra answered immediately.

-You don't need to know such things!-

-Pardon?-

No sooner had he finished speaking than Garisaima's attack began.

Unlike earlier when he was trying to subdue, now killing intent to surely kill Ferkuntra could be felt.

'The fog...!'

Garisaima changed into a dark red fog-like form and tried to surround Yi-Han. Objects in the range disappeared, turning to dust.

"!"

Yi-Han shuddered at the strange attribute that seemed neither weathering nor corrosion.

However, Ferkuntra was still confident.

-I'll show you lightning.-

-Lightning transformation!-

Ferkuntra, unified with Yi-Han, transformed into lightning itself and moved at that moment.

A streak of lightning pierced through the space Garisaima had tinted by transforming into fog.

It didn't end there. Ferkuntra moved continuously and rather pressed in on Garisaima. Each time the lightning moved, Garisaima's space gradually shrank.

-Thunder-King-you're-really-excited-!-

-If you're upset, why don't you borrow mana too!-

Although he had passed through the realm gate without restrictions, Garisaima's power ultimately came through that connected realm gate.

In contrast, Ferkuntra, who was directly unified and fighting with his contractor, could inflate his power as much as possible depending on the contractor's ability.

Garisaima had to admit that the Thunder King was certainly a formidable opponent.

Although he didn't know how the contractor was enduring like that...

-Mage-you're-really-fascinating-

-But Lord Ferkuntra.-

Yi-Han asked, puzzled.

The lightning transformation magic just now could be seen as a type of transformation magic.

A simple yet impossibly difficult level of magic that dominated the surroundings by transforming into lightning.

-Is it really okay for me to use this?-

-With so much mana, what stupid question are you asking!-

-No. It's not a mana question, but when using magic that doesn't match my level like this, doesn't it strain the body?-

Just as powerful enhancement magic put a strain on the body, other magic was the same.

Transforming into lightning to strike and retreat, would the body be okay later?

-Your body won't collapse and will be maintained because you have so much mana.-

-Really? There won't even be muscle pain?-

-There might be that...-

-...-

-When facing a demon duke, some muscle pain is getting off lightly!-

Ferkuntra protested as if wronged.

'Well, that's true.'

Yi-Han had to admit that was right.

Garisaima drew out his dark red sword and smiled aggressively.

-Alright-alright-let's-continue-Thunder-King-!-

The moment he finished speaking, Garisaima disappeared.

Like a pitch-black night sky, Garisaima's mana enveloped the surroundings. Within that fog, Garisaima moved freely and bared his teeth.

Ferkuntra also responded with an aggressive thunder sound and transformed into lightning. With each swing, blades of lightning tore through the fog and collided with Garisaima's sword.

In less than 5 seconds, they collided close to hundreds of times. Garisaima spoke with an excited voice.

-Even-decent-demons-chirp-like-canaries-when-trapped-here-!-

-Are you going to keep transforming into fog? You can't beat my lightning with such fog!-

Although one would take massive damage the moment they touched Garisaima's space, Ferkuntra resisted with his sacred lightning imbued with his true name.

If the fog's power didn't work, it was just a loose net.

-We'll-see-about-that-no-matter-how-cunning-your-contractor-is-he'll-eventually-collapse-!-

"That's enough, demon. Get away from my junior! Unless you want to be trapped in Einroguard's Endless Abyss!"

-You-dare-make-such-a-threat-?!-

'Is there such a place?'

***

As the fight between Ferkuntra and Garisaima began, the mages calmly judged what they should do first and took action...

...Not. They just watched as if entranced.

They should quickly isolate this exchange hall's space to prevent any possible damage, and prepare great magic that would work on the demon!

But it couldn't be helped.

Mages were basically seekers and pursuers of mystery.

How could they get up from their seats when a beautiful battle that they might see once in a lifetime was unfolding before their eyes?

'Amazing!'

Every time Ferkuntra swung his lightning, the mages let out low exclamations.

They felt that lightning was on a different level from ordinary lightning elements.

Lightning elements enhanced through an unfathomably abstruse and profound process!

If they could observe and learn even one-hundredth of that lightning, the mages here would readily offer up their arms and legs.

Meanwhile, Yukbeltire was focusing on a different point.

'How is he enduring?'

Contracting with and summoning a great spirit wasn't that surprising.

It was just a matter of luck and aptitude, and there were mages who had succeeded.

However, it was amazing to endure while the great spirit was showing off its power without restraint.

Yukbeltire suddenly recalled rumors she had heard before about a 1st year student from the Wardanaz family.

According to the rumors, he was taking classes in various schools of magic together and ranking first, and even assisting with seniors' magic.

Considering he was eccentric enough to get along with Ilendil and had deep friendships with dark magic school students, he was probably a student with narrow and poor social relationships.

'Could it be?'

Yukbeltire wondered if it might be the junior who seemed close to Direth.

"Yukbeltire, help me. I'm going to cut off the connected realm."

"Is that junior perhaps from the Wardanaz family?"

"What? Yes. But that's not important right now."

"Is it true he's taking dark magic, alchemy, and enchantment magic classes all together?"

"Are you going to help or not?"

Direth looked at her friend with irritated eyes.

What nonsense was she talking about when her work had created this hell before their eyes?

"I should help. How are you thinking of checking it?"

"First, we need to cut off the realm gate."

Beings from other realms were originally greatly restricted when descending to this world.

This was because they could only use part of the power they could bring from their realm.

The reason Garisaima could rampage now was because the realm gate behind him was open and he was continuously receiving power from his realm.

If the gate was cut off, even Garisaima would have to hesitate.

"There seem to be several difficulties. A demon that powerful would immediately notice the moment we interfere with the realm gate. Then he'll target us, not that spirit."

The princess calmly explained the situation. Direth nodded with an expression that said she knew.

"I'm thinking of interfering without being detected."

"Is that possible?"

"It'll be difficult, but we have to try."

At Direth's words, Yukbeltire realized her friend had been researching excellent magic she didn't know about.

With that realization, Yukbeltire showed very slight satisfaction and praised,

"Excellent, Direth. I was worried you were taking care of juniors who don't match your level, but you were focusing on your magic too."

"Hey. Shut up. You're the one who caused a realm accident because you couldn't make one artifact properly."

"It wasn't my fault. It was other mages' mistake. Trusting and entrusting it to stupid mages was certainly a mistake."

"Noticing is also an ability. The junior noticed from far away didn’t he? You should have listened. You're just too stubborn."

"..."

The princess, hit in a sore spot, closed her mouth.

Indeed, the fact that a 1st year student noticed while she didn't was hard to refute no matter what.

"I was careless."

"You're talking about being careless. That's what people who can't study well say. They say they were careless before exams and before assignments."

"Don't compare me to such people, Direth."

"I don't want to."

"I'm different from those people..."

"Enough. Hey. Help me."

Geometric patterns of magic letters had risen on Direth's arms and white face.

Yukbeltire realized Direth was borrowing the power of a demon she had contracted with.

"When did you contract with a demon?"

"I got permission from the principal and borrowed a demon trapped in Einroguard."

While Garisaima would react sensitively to a mage's magic, he would be relatively dull to a demon's power.

Direth planned to use the demon's power to contact the realm gate and block its connection.

"You can conceal it, right? If you can't do this, you're below Ogoldos."

"..."

Slightly twitching the end of her eyebrow at the insulting remark, Yukbeltire grabbed Direth's hand and chanted a spell.

The demon's power, different from ordinary mana, began to crawl through space like a snake and wrap around the realm gate.

Once.

Twice.

Three times...

Because she was borrowing the demon's power, Direth broke out in a cold sweat. Despite paying an appropriate price according to the contract, the recoil was not insignificant.

'...How on earth is he doing that...?'

Looking ahead, the junior had simply transformed into lightning and was fighting. The sight of him tearing through Garisaima's fog with lightning was surreal.

Other mages just watched as if entranced. Direth wanted to blast a curse at them.

"Trash."

"I agree."

Yukbeltire also agreed with Direth's words.

Not doing what they should do and just watching.

Even if it was a mythical battle...

"Hey. Focus!"

"..."

Yukbeltire was startled to realize she had made a mistake while observing the battle before her eyes.

'I... made such a trivial mistake...?'

"You've come down to Ogoldos' level now."

"No, I haven't."

"What do you mean no? Focus. ...Done! That's enough. Demon. Get away from my junior! Unless you want to be trapped in Einroguard's Endless Abyss!"

At Direth's shout, even the mages who had been watching as if entranced woke up.

"Th-they've sealed the realm gate!"

"Why didn't I think of that...?!"

'I really want to kill them.'

"Wait, isn't that Miss Direth!?"

Direth quickly pulled her hat down low and shouted.

"You're mistaken."

"Uh..."

"Hurry up and attack that demon!"